Spotlight on “Straight Laced” by Jessica Gunhammer w/giveaway

•February 16, 2014 • Leave a Comment

I have a new adult contemporary romance for you all, Straight Laced, by Jessica Gunhammer.  Check out all the details about it below, along with the tour giveaway linked at the end of this post!



Summer Jones seems to be perfect in every way. She’s always gotten good grades, graduated with honors and has never missed a curfew. So when Nate Thompson walks into Summer’s life, her whole world is turned upside down.

She envy’s everything he stands for; he’s wild, free and doesn’t have a care in the world. Not to mention he’s hot, has tattoos and drives a motorcycle. When Nate brings to her attention she’s too straight laced for him, she decides it’s time for a change.

She’s ready to start living the life she’s always wanted, but she’s scared to leave everything she knows behind and travel the journey alone. Will Nate be there to encourage her along the way? Or will the rebellion wear off and have her crawling back to her parents?

Nate’s always lived his life in the fast lane. He’s never wanted to be tied down and he doesn’t let anything get in the way of doing what he loves. That is until he meets Summer.

She’s everything he’s ever wanted but yet she’s everything he could never have. She’s smart, beautiful and on her way to the top. She’s way out of he’s league and he lets her know it, but yet he can’t seem to keep his mind off of her.

When Nate finds himself lying on the side of the road in the middle of the night, preparing himself for his last breath there is only one person that comes to mind, Summer Jones. He promises himself that if he makes it through this, he will do everything he can to win her over, but is it too late?







Jessica Gunhammer recently married her high school sweetheart and they’re lucky to call Hawaii home. She graduated college in May 2012 with a degree in fashion design and quickly realized it was not the right fit for her. So, after spending several years in a fast paced fashion industry, she started looking for something new to keep her busy. Reading has always been a passion of hers. However, she put this passion on the back burner, since she had no time to read during college. Soon after, Jessica and her mom started a publishing company. It was while working in the publishing industry that she rediscovered her love for writing. She’d always known she wanted to write, but never considered making a career out of it. After some feedback and support from her amazing family she decided to pursue her dreams of becoming an author.

When Jessica has time between reading, writing and running a business, you can find her enjoying all Hawaii has to offer. She likes to spend her time with her husband, family and dog Asia. On the weekends you can find them teeing off at the nearest golf course, playing volleyball on the beach or visiting the local farmer’s market.



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Review of “Nabbed in New Zealand” by Christine Edwards

•February 14, 2014 • 1 Comment

Today I’m reviewing an erotic kidnapping story, Nabbed in New Zealand, by Christine Edwards.  I was fortunate enough to get an advance copy from the publisher, but it is officially releasing today so now you can get it too.  Check out my review below and be sure to grab your copy.  Oh, and do check out the hot cover.  It’s worth a peek 🙂


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Taking a break from her job at an art gallery in Charleston, South Carolina, Valla Denier escapes on a week-long camping tour of New Zealand with a small group of companions and two skilled guides. Valla is enchanted by the wild beauty of the South Island and Kaikoura Beach, as well as the local men. After catching the eye of a rugged, drop-dead-gorgeous man in a café, she is shocked to run into him later that evening at a karaoke bar. Setting her shyness aside, she serenades the stranger with a seductive tune. She never imagines the lyrics would be taken literally.

Later that evening, Valla is taken from her campsite and wakes up in a strange room. Her captor is the man from the bar, Brocan Judge, a six foot five wall of muscle with piercing, cobalt blue eyes. He is not responsible for her abduction; his friend has delivered Valla as a gift, and repairing the situation is not as simple as it sounds.

Valla soon learns that Judge is a Dom, intent on punishing her for her willful ways. Even more surprising is Valla’s reaction to him. When he offers her the choice to stay or leave, she must decide how far down the submissive path she is willing to travel. But trust has never been Valla’s strong suit. Will she be able to set aside her inhibitions and give in to the strong hand she has secretly craved, or will doubt trump her growing desire?



I’ve read another Christine Edwards book before, Naughty in Norway, and anticipated liking this one just as much.  Thankfully, I was right.  She knows how to do fast-paced erotic kidnapping stories and even better, she sets them in places I’ve never visited.  It is clear that she takes the extra time to research her story locations so that the reader really feels they are there.

This one starts with a heroine traveling with a tour group through New Zealand when she is kidnapped by a hunky man she’d led on at a bar that night.  She’d left him after an intense encounter and it’s pretty clear neither was really ready to let things go.  The problem?  He kidnapped her!  Actually, it’s more complicated than that, but you’d have to read the story to find out the real details of what happened.  There are a few twists in this story that I didn’t expect.

I must say the sex scenes in this novel are hot!  Expect some BDSM elements, but despite the kidnapping Valla is very much a willing participant.  It should be understood that this is fantasy erotica and not meant to reflect a real life situation.  If you get hung up on that, this kind of story might not work for you.  I knew that going into it.  The only thing I would have preferred is a little more resistance from her in the beginning.  That’s my favorite part…the fight!  She gives in rather quickly and just has brief moments of doubt.  Ironically, those usually turn into a disaster for both her and Judge.

Despite that, there is something hot about being holed up with a sexy man in the mountains of New Zealand.  Valla and Judge have great chemistry.  I enjoyed all the scenes with them and wished there could have been more!  Never doubt that the location and situation they are in is used to the best advantage.  It helped make for an exciting story and there was definite suspense to keep the reader wondering what will happen next.  There are some side characters I would have liked to see more of toward the end.  I was kind of sad they weren’t more involved because I think it would have strengthened the story overall, but other than that I was very satisfied.

Christine Edwards knows how to write steamy erotica and she doesn’t disappoint!  I definitely recommend her books to those who enjoy the genre.  Four whips for Nabbed in New Zealand!


Note- I received a free ecopy of this novel in exchange for an honest review.


Spotlight on “One Night with the Shifter” by Theresa Meyers

•February 13, 2014 • Leave a Comment

I have a paranormal romance for you all today, One Night with the Shifter, by Theresa Meyers.  This looks like it’s a hot read!  Check out all the details below and see if it interests you.

As a bonus, the author is conducting a tour-wide giveaway for four prize packs.  What better way to read a book than with killer fudge and amazing truffles?  Win $25 in your choice of decadent sweets from The Candy Shoppe LLC in Port Orchard, WA and an autographed copy of One Night with the Shifter from author Theresa Meyers (open to US shipping).  All you need to do is click on the Rafflecopter link to enter.



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by Theresa Meyers


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A one-night stand with a werewolf has unexpected consequences in Theresa Meyers’s latest romance in the Sons of Midnight series.

After he is exiled from his pack, Tyee Grayson must learn to make it on his own. But one night with a beautiful stranger who has luminous blue eyes changes everything…. Especially when his instincts shout that she is the one.

All elementary school teacher Jessica Brierly wanted was a night on the wild side, but when she finds herself pregnant, all the rules change. Not only does her lover have more secrets than she ever imagined, but suddenly they’re both fighting off vampires.

When vampires attack the town she dearly loves, Ty must work with his old pack to save them from a ruthless enemy who could kill not only his mate and his unborn child—but the entire human race.

One Night with the Shifter
Sons of Midnight Series
Book 4
Theresa Meyers

Genre: Paranormal romance
(vampires and werewolves)

Publisher: Harlequin  Nocturne
Date of Publication:  February 2014
ISBN: 978-0-373-88590-9

Number of pages: 304 pages



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The air was clean and cold outside. Ty’s head cleared, his senses grew sharper. The cool evening breeze, heavy with the salty scent of nearby Puget Sound, ruffled Jess’s hair, sticking honey-colored wisps to her full, rosy lips.
“You okay?” he asked as he gently tucked the strands back behind her ear.
Jess blinked, and stared up at him, a mixture of curiosity and disbelief in her eyes. “What just happened in there?”
He tried to give her a lopsided grin, but it turned into a wince when he found his jaw was tender from the hits the vampire had landed. He rubbed the soreness. The night air chilled the dribble of blood from the cut on his cheek, making it wet and cold, but there was no scent of vampire. The third one must have been smart enough to ditch his buddies. His body ached from the fight, but it would heal fast enough. “A bar fight with strangers.”
“You didn’t know those guys?” she asked, looking around her nervously. “They seemed pretty intent on messing with you.” She grazed the corner of his mouth with her fingertips. “You’re hurt.”
The light touch was enough to send a powerful surge of awareness pounding through him that wiped away any of the ache that remained. Damn. There was no doubt in his mind there was a strong Mesmer forming with this woman.
He gently moved her fingers away from his mouth, keeping them folded in his. Her hands were fine boned and slender and feminine. “No big deal.”
Her full lips tipped up into a soft smile, making him crave to kiss her. “Tough guy, huh?” She pulled a car remote from her pocket and pushed it, making the lights flash on a silver pickup on the edge of the dirt-and-gravel parking area beside the bar.
“Sounds like you’ve been around a few.”
She opened the driver’s door to the pickup and turned, standing in the gap, staring at him, her head tilted. “A few. But they’re nothing like you.”
Ty closed the gap between them, putting one hand on the door frame, shielding her from view of the parking lot but maintaining space between them. He knew better than to get close enough to be swamped by temptation. The Mesmer might be working on him, but that didn’t mean she’d understand if he came on too strong. Especially not after the fight.
“If you want to head home, I understand. I’ll stay here awhile and make sure those guys don’t follow you home.”
She reached out and grabbed fistfuls of his T-shirt near his collarbones, pulling him close until he was chest to chest with her. The soft swells of her breasts pressed against him and the minty scent of her hair, and hint of lilac on her skin teased his sensitive sense of smell. Everything within him went silent and still, fixated on the lush curve of her mouth so damn close to his he could feel the warmth of her breath.
“What I want is for you to come home with me.” Jess stood on her tiptoes and looked up into his face, the dark fringe of lashes around her eyes making the blue luminous. Her rapid pulse beat against his chest, taking over the rhythm until his matched the pace she set. For a second the world tilted sideways.
Ty’s gaze dropped to the silky, damp edge of her lips and he was lost. He dipped down and kissed her. Her lips were soft and willing, tasting of peppermint. She tasted so damn sweet, hot and spicy all at once. A warm, viscous heat flowed through his veins, coating and drowning out every other sensation until he was hot and hard at the same time.
Ty gripped the edge of the truck’s door frame, nearly denting the sheet metal with his fingertips. But he was determined to keep his hands to himself, even though they itched to touch her. Heat seeped through his shirt, the temperature difference amplified by the chill in the air. The kiss turned deeper, slicker, the tip of her tongue brushing against his. The spicy fragrance of female that spiked the air left no doubt she was aroused. When they broke apart, both of them were breathing hard, their breath creating misty white clouds.
“You sure about this?” He could control his body, but not the rough edge of his voice as he struggled to maintain composure. “I could follow you.”
Jess looked up at him, her dark lashes dropping a fraction, giving her a sultry look. “Hop in.”
He was smart enough not to argue with her, but that didn’t mean that the little voice of human reason in the back of his head wasn’t screaming loudly that this was stupid and rash. He should take his own vehicle so he didn’t get stuck who knew where. He didn’t know a damn thing about her. Couldn’t read her mind and certainly hadn’t asked enough questions. But this was a Mesmer, the wild Were instinct side of him shouted back. No one, Were especially, could blame him for responding so quickly and profoundly to her. And hell, he could always follow his nose and walk back if he needed to.
“Anything you say,” he answered. He waited until she climbed up into the cab, admiring the way the dark denim jeans hugged the curve of her ass, then closed the truck door and walked around the back of the pickup. An uneasy sensation raised the hairs on his skin. He glanced over his shoulder one last time to make sure they weren’t being followed.




book jacket photo 09AUTHOR BIO:

Raised by a bibliophile who made the dining room into a library, Theresa has always been a lover of books and stories. First a writer for newspapers, then for national magazines, she started her first novel in high school, eventually enrolling in a Writer’s Digest course and putting the book under the bed until she joined Romance Writers of America in 1993. In 2005 she was selected as one of eleven finalists for the American Title II contest, the American Idol of books. She is married to the first man she ever went on a real date with (to their high school prom), who she knew was hero material when he suffered through having to let her parents drive, and her brother sit between them in the backseat of the car.

They currently live in a Victorian house on a mini farm in the Pacific Northwest with their two children, three cats, two horses, an energetic mini-Aussie shepherd, a rabbit, parakeet and an out-of-control herb garden.

You can find her online at her website or frequently on Twitter @Theresa_Meyers.






Interview with author Jeffe Kennedy

•February 7, 2014 • 2 Comments

Last week I posted about Jeffe Kennedy’s new serial novel, Master of the Opera, and included my review.  You may see that here.  Today I have her here for an interview.  Check out her answers below to my questions and feel free to ask your own in the comments section.


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by Jeffe Kennedy



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Tell us something dark about yourself.

I believe the light exists only to provide contrast to the deep, soothing, encompassing dark.


Interesting theory.  Makes me wonder what color this light is!

You are on a deserted island and can only choose one beverage to have besides water.  What would it be?

O.M.G. wine!


Not an uncommon answer :)

If you had to choose between a bullwhip, cat o’ nine tails, or a crop, which would you pick?

Bullwhip. It’s so glamorous.



What mythical creature would you be and why?

Liralen. Extra credit for anyone who knows what that is.


Damn, I had to look it up.  It’s a legendary white bird for those wondering.

What first inspired you to write your book?

A dream. I woke up from a dream of being the sorceress in my Covenant of Thorns series and wrote for hours.


Dreams can be inspiring.

How long did it take to research/write it?

A long time. Almost hard to figure how long. But, from the rainy morning I awoke from the dream to release day…something like four and a half years.


So it was definitely a work in progress for awhile!

Give one unique fact about your novel that makes it different from the others in its genre.

For MASTER OF THE OPERA – it’s a modern retelling of The Phantom of the Opera. I think that makes it different right there. 😀


I must agree.

What other books do you plan to publish in the future?

After MASTER, May brings a fabulous fantasy chock full of dark romance, THE MARK OF THE TALA. Then in the July, the first of my new erotic romance trilogy comes out, GOING UNDER.

Sounds great!



Thanks to Jeffe for being here today and for participating in this interview.  It was great to see her answers to some of my more tough questions!  For everyone else, please check out all the information about her and her book on this post.  You can also see her bio and contact details below.



Jeffe KennedyJeffe Kennedy is an award-winning author with a writing career that spans decades. Her fantasy BDSM romance, Petals and Thorns, originally published under the pen name Jennifer Paris, has won several reader awards. Sapphire, the first book in the Facets of Passion series, has placed first in multiple romance contests and the follow-up, Platinum, is climbing the charts. Her most recent works include three fiction series: the fantasy romance novels of A Covenant of Thorns, the contemporary BDSM novellas of the Facets of Passion, and the post-apocalyptic vampire erotica of the Blood Currency.

She is currently working on Master of the Opera and The Twelve Kingdoms, a fantasy trilogy.

Jeffe lives in Santa Fe, with two Maine coon cats, a border collie, plentiful free-range lizards and a Doctor of Oriental Medicine. Jeffe can be found online at her website: or every Sunday at the popular Word Whores blog.


Spotlight on “Alien Bride” by Brie McGill w/giveaway

•February 3, 2014 • Leave a Comment

I have a paranormal romance for you all today, Alien Bride, by Brie McGill.  Check out all the details about it below, including an excerpt.  As a bonus, the author is conducting a tour-wide giveaway for one print copy of the novel and five digital copies.  Be sure to click on the Rafflecopter link for your chance to win.



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by Brie McGill


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Ninkasi Mara didn’t plan to celebrate her university graduation entangled in a bungled kidnapping meant for her father, a corrupt senator in the pocket of Techthonic Innovations. Locked alone in the gilded tower of Chateau Bernadette, Ninkasi fears its opulent pleasures will erode her will until she collapses into the comforting arms of the mysterious masked man who frequents her chamber with vintage wines and sumptuous dinners.

For more than twenty years, Orion has plotted the perfect revenge. Manipulating the hand of an insurrectionist faction, he intends to settle a shadowy score with Techthonic Innovations, a biotech giant with a history of dubious experiments. When the faction’s amateurs fail to return with the senator, they further complicate Orion’s task by returning instead with a woman who is a painful reminder of a love lost long ago. Torn between risking the secrecy of the faction and a maelstrom of emotion, Orion secretly visits her chamber in disguise.

When Orion disappears, Ninkasi is dragged into the search and rescue mission. To find him, she must learn the truth of his secrets about his hatred for the company and the physical anomalies he tries to hide. The answers await discovery in a terrifying alternate world beneath her feet in which human sacrifice is the least of her worries.

There is a reason Orion went alone…


Alien Bride
Sex, Drugs, and Biopunk
Book 1
Brie McGill

Genre: Paranormal Romance
ISBN: 1492890758

Number of pages: 419
Word Count: 140,000
Cover Artist: Cover Shot Creations



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Orion extinguished the butt of his hand-rolled cigarette into a skull-shaped ashtray on the nightstand beside a king-sized bed. Stripped down to a frilly cravat, tight leather pants, and silk gloves extending to the elbow—for this occasion, he wore exclusively black—he crossed his arms over his chest and observed the girl, displeased with her insolence.

A woman with an hourglass figure slipped out of a sheer lace negligee and flung it across the room with her toe.

Orion wrinkled his nose: she specifically disregarded his instructions concerning the garter belt and knee-high stockings. His invitation was not romantic—it was a scripted roleplay arrangement to enact his one fantasy in detail.

Or at least, it should have been; it was what they agreed. He suspected this one secretly harbored romantic intentions.

They all did.

He wasn’t interested.

For the interim, he would forgive her, solely because she wore the waist-length, pin-straight black wig he had taken great pains to acquire. No mistress was allowed one footstep in his chamber without the wig.

“Master Orion, I beg you.” The girl fell to her knees, greedily frisking the stately erection battened by his pants. Groping at his belt, she pressed her wet lips against his body, speaking into him. “Please let us go to your bed.”

He deliberated upon her entreaty, a cool midnight breeze from the open window whipping his waist-length auburn hair.

By the flickering light of candelabras, he looked to the bed, crimson blankets of crushed velvet tucked neatly in preparation for a royal fuck. The musky fragrance of burning copal wafted through the air, conjuring distant memories. Fuchsia anaglypta wallpaper shimmered, tinged with gold. The belfry looked smashing—on the rare event he chose to clean it.

He cleaned when it was time to see a mistress. Otherwise, he didn’t care; it was a pain in the ass collecting the countless empty wine bottles beneath his bed.

Orion poked a finger between the girl’s eyes and pushed her head back, appraising her beauty: her plump, pouting lips threatened to consume him; each full, round breast required more than one hand to command; her waist was narrow, with hips cresting in smooth curves, her body a landscape, a rolling testament to womanhood.

She was a beauty, surely, of world-class standards.

But none of this struck his fancy. He was a particular man.

He stared nostalgically into the girl’s eyes, fierce green eyes. He selected her for her eyes. Those fiery eyes were his one shot at climax.

It was a long shot.

But it was worth a shot.

His time between shots grew longer and longer, and thus, he procrastinated confronting an increasingly formidable armada of empty bottles beneath the bed.

She dragged her nails along his pants, scratching at his inner thighs, whispering sweet nothings into his hips.

Pulling her head away from his body, he studied her. “Do you want it?”

The girl’s face flushed and she sat back on her ankles, mashing a hand between her legs, rubbing and pounding herself, huffing ecstatically. “I want it now!”

“Get on the bed.” He snapped and pointed.

The girl scrambled, hopping onto the bed, eyes wide with excitement, drinking up his every word as if a benediction.

“Face down.” He strutted behind her, unbuttoning his pants, his every order noncommittal. “You’ll touch nothing without my command.”

“Oh, yes!” The girl tucked in her knees, face pressed against the bedding, and hoisted her hips into the air. “Yes, Master Orion, yes!”

“You will say nothing” —he unzipped his pants, relieved to discover his erection still intact, and unhooked the riding crop from his belt— “unless I command it.” He lashed at the chubbiest chunk of her ass, observing the ripple he created with a grotesque fascination, and twirled the crop in his hand, bracing himself to strike again.

The girl moaned into the sheets, wiggling her starving ass, aiming it at him.

He grimaced and whipped her again.

Glistening with immediate arousal, she cried out.

Unleashing a halfhearted series of lashes, he wondered why he did this to himself. He took a step back, dodging the ass that lurched toward him.

He did this in hope. He struck her again, ignoring the rapturous cry.

Hope that perhaps one day, he may grow as aroused as any of these women who all wept with joy at the sight of his bed.

He lashed harder, faster.

Hope that perhaps one of them would offer him a release from sadness, a delivery from the prison of his mind, a way to forget the cruelty of the world and pretend.

The girl quivered, bucking toward him. “Oh, please, Master—Oh!”

He spoke quickly, authoritatively, punctuating each word with the slap of leather across flesh. “I. Told. You. Not. To. Speak!”

She threw her head back and seized with a deranged howl, a devolved amalgamation of ‘more’ and ‘oh.’ She bounced toward him, clutching the blanket in fists. “More! Master Orion, more! Please!”

He shook his head, whipping up and down her thighs.

She moaned and whimpered with delight.

No, he did this in despair. He reflected deeply upon the dichotomy of administering pleasure while receiving none, and concluded the truth was, he did this all de profundis in despair.

“Give it to me!” The high-pitched shriek came like nails down a chalkboard. “Master Orion, give it to me, please!”

He dropped the whip. There was no more terrible moment than this, no possible deeper admission of despair: he could have all the women in the world, but he still felt nothing beyond consummate emptiness.
Despair moved him; he ignored the nagging reality that it was impossible to replace the love of another. He did it over and over again, by virtue of despair, in the doomed hope he might find someone who understood him, someone who could make him feel the same way—someone who was—well—her.

But his whole life was a fucking circus because she never loved him anyway.

He absent-mindedly entered her body.

The girl whimpered, railing her hips into him; she rubbed her cheek against the blanket, eyes fixated through the wall with an ascended haze.

He buried himself deep inside her, gliding slowly on autopilot, staring into the candelabra: the only love he once knew was wholly unrequited.

She cried out, arching her back.

She never loved him, no, not like that.

And she was dead. Orion froze mid-thrust. There would be no sex with corpses. Not on his bed.

Especially considering the time that Aleister—

“Master Orion!” The mistress panted, peering over her shoulder. “Don’t tease me!”

Some love was best left unrequited.

With his free hand, he spanked her.

She cried out with delight.

This was nothing like what he wanted. A part of him felt guilty, like his lifestyle should have provided more than he ever could have wanted—but something left him cold.

The woman collapsed on the bed, eyes rolling into the back of her head, jubilantly rocking her hips for more.

He smacked her for her slavish worship, her asinine infatuation. He spanked her because it was no good to want him so badly when she knew nothing of the revolting truth of his character.

He spanked her for allowing herself to be used by him, and for liking it.

The woman reared up on all fours, throwing her head back in ecstasy.

The wig drooped sideways, exposing her curly red hair beneath.

The momentum of his upturned hand slowed: he melted, deflated, shriveled, retreating from the woman’s voracious body.

This mistress, that mistress, Orion could only fool himself for so long before it inevitably ended this way.

The woman leapt and whirled around, tucking her knees into her chest. “Master Orion, have I displeased you?” She clutched frantically at her wig.

He ran a hand through his hair, glancing out the window; he stood and buttoned his pants. “That will be all.”

She crawled to the edge of the bed, planting a hand against his chest.

Turning away, he wandered to the other side of his room.

“Master Orion. . . Will you forgive me?” Her lip quivered.

Bowing to her, he opened the door, and extended a gloved hand, bidding her exit with a gentleman’s poise.

“I can’t believe this.” She collapsed to her knees, dragging her hands down her face. “I don’t understand!” The girl crawled toward the wall, and banged her head against the headboard, ripping off the wig. “You’re cruel! Cruel! Why are you so cruel to me?! Why can’t you take me like I am?!”

Resting his forehead in his palm, he winced: it was always an awkward moment when his mistress went mad.

He pulled the last one inside after she tried to exorcise her despair by jumping through his window.

A punk kid with strawberry blonde barged into the room, interrupting them. “Lord Aleister says that—whoa.”
Orion grimaced. It was Aleister’s pet, Nero.

Nero raised his hands, taking a step back. “I didn’t mean to—”

The redhead scooped up her lingerie, dressing in a hurry.

Clenching his teeth, Orion twirled the riding crop in his hand. “Do you want me to bend you over my knee and spank you with abandon, Nero?”

Raising his arms in defense, he stumbled backward through the door. “Hell no!”

“Then you have no business in my quarters.” Orion’s nostrils flared. “None whatsoever.”

“Lord Aleister requests your presence” —he edged toward the stair, wiping sweat from his forehead— “to discuss some last-minute details of the mission!” He turned and thundered down the stairs, running for his life.

The woman exited after him, slamming the door behind her.

Orion reached into his pants and lit a hand-rolled cigarette, alone again, staring at the disheveled wig on his bed. Frankly, he didn’t get it, naked women alternately throwing themselves at his feet and over his balcony, like he was some kind of fucking legend.

All he had, in reality, was a legendary soft dick.



briemcgill2AUTHOR BIO:

Doctors suspect Brie developed an overactive imagination during childhood to cope with the expansive corn maze known as rural Pennsylvania. Unable to afford an operation to have the stories surgically removed from her brain, she opted instead to write them down.

Brie lives with two devious cats, Lunar and Loki. In her spare time, she enjoys making laser sounds with her MiniKorg, channeling entities in hyperspace, and roflstomping video games from the nineties.


“Master of the Opera” by Jeffe Kennedy w/review of Act 1

•January 30, 2014 • 2 Comments

I have a contemporary romance for you all today, Master of the Opera, by Jeffe Kennedy.  This one has a ghostly twist involved.  There are six acts for this story with the first two already available and the third to be released on February 6th.   The complete set will be available on March 20th.  Check out all the details about it below, including my review of Act 1 at the end of this post.


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In the first tantalizing installment of Jeffe Kennedy’s ravishing serial novel Master of the Opera, an innocent young woman is initiated into a sensual world of music, mystery, passion–and one man’s private obsession. . .

Fresh out of college, Christine Davis is thrilled to begin a summer internship at the prestigious Santé Fe Opera House. But on her first day, she discovers that her dream job has a dark side. Beneath the theater, a sprawling maze of passageways are rumored to be haunted. Ghostly music echoes through the halls at night. And Christy’s predecessor has mysteriously disappeared. Luckily, Christy finds a friend and admirer in Roman Sanclaro, the theater’s wealthy and handsome patron. He convinces her there’s nothing to fear–until she hears the phantom’s voice for herself. Echoing in the labyrinths. Singing of a lost love. Whispering her name: Christine.

At first, Christy thinks she’s hearing things. But when a tall masked man steps out of the shadows–and into her arms–she knows he’s not a phantom of her imagination. He is the master of her desire. . .


Master Of The Opera
Act 1: Passionate Overture
by Jeffe Kennedy

ISBN: 978-1-60183-156-9

December 31, 2013



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Jeffe KennedyAUTHOR BIO:

Jeffe Kennedy is an award-winning author with a writing career that spans decades. Her fantasy BDSM romance, Petals and Thorns, originally published under the pen name Jennifer Paris, has won several reader awards. Sapphire, the first book in the Facets of Passion series, has placed first in multiple romance contests and the follow-up, Platinum, is climbing the charts. Her most recent works include three fiction series: the fantasy romance novels of A Covenant of Thorns, the contemporary BDSM novellas of the Facets of Passion, and the post-apocalyptic vampire erotica of the Blood Currency.

She is currently working on Master of the Opera and The Twelve Kingdoms, a fantasy trilogy.

Jeffe lives in Santa Fe, with two Maine coon cats, a border collie, plentiful free-range lizards and a Doctor of Oriental Medicine. Jeffe can be found online at her website: or every Sunday at the popular Word Whores blog.





I’ve had the opportunity to read several other books from Jeffe Kennedy before and was excited to hear about this latest one.  This is one author that knows how to build up romantic suspense.  For Act 1 of Master of the Opera it doesn’t get too steamy, but it does set the stage (so to speak).

The main character, Christine, is young an innocent just starting out in the world with her first job after finishing school.  She comes off a bit flighty and niave, but that’s what makes this story work.  She’s doing her best to prove she can handle being on her own away from her rich family, and if she has to ignore some odd occurrences while cataloging inventory in the basement levels of the opera house, so be it.  Except, it gets a whole lot more complicated than that.

There’s one man, Roman, who she’s known for much of her life and had a crush on since she was a teenager.  This is her chance to finally get to know him on a romantic level and he definitely seems interested.  But there’s also a strange man who is haunting her down in the basement where she works.  She just can’t be sure if he’s real.  Something about him intrigues her, though, even if he is scaring her every time they meet.  Especially when the body of the woman Christine replaced is found very close to where she’d been working.  Could it have been the strange man or is something even more sinister going on?

After reading Act 1, I’m definitely curious to see where all this leads.  It has a similar feel to a scary movie and you just know not everything is as it seems.  I’ll definitely be picking up the next acts because the suspense has certainly got to me.  Four whips for this first segment in Master of the Opera!



Spotlight on “A Beautiful Mess” by TK Leigh w/giveaway

•January 28, 2014 • 1 Comment

I have a contemporary romance for you all today, A Beautiful Mess, by TK Leigh.  Check out all the details below and see if it’s something you might be interested in.  As a bonus, the author is conducting a tour-wide giveaway for a paperback copy of the novel, three ebook copies of A Beautiful Mess and the author’s newest release A Train Wreck, and three $5 Amazon gift cards.  Click on the Rafflecopter link imbedded at the end of this post for your chance to win!


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by TK Leigh


What happens when you lose everyone that promised they would always be there for you? How can you protect the few pieces of your shattered heart that remain?

Olivia Adler is a woman with a troubled past. After losing her parents at the young age of six and being raised by an uncle who she lost years later, she refuses to get attached to anyone, including friends. For the past decade, she has been able to remain unattached to any man, too worried about losing someone to get too close. Until Alexander Burnham walks into her life one night and changes everything. But he has issues of his own. And he’s keeping a secret that could change everything. Will Olivia let Alexander in enough for him to get close and protect her from a force threatening her very existence, or will she push him away, scared of letting Alexander in, in order to protect her heart?

A Beautiful Mess is the first installment of a three part series sure to captivate the heart with a story of secrets, courage, and love.



Olivia eyed Alexander as she tasted the delicious wine. “So, Antonio seems excited that you’re here with me. Any reason for that?”

Alexander placed his wine glass on the table and grabbed Olivia’s hand. “To be honest, it seems we have a little something in common, Miss Adler. I don’t really do the relationship thing either. I like to fuck and leave all those emotional attachments out of it. I’ve certainly never taken a woman out like this before, apart from the obligatory charity functions I am expected to be at.”

Olivia looked down, not wanting to hear what he was going to say next. She actually enjoyed spending time with Alexander and for once wanted more than just an occasional hook-up, but it sounded as though that was all he was interested in. But why the Red Sox game? Why the wine and dine? And why didn’t he make his move at Beer Works when Olivia made it rather clear that she wanted him to kiss her?

Alexander continued speaking, breaking her away from her growing unsettled emotions. “But, there’s just something about you, Olivia. You make me want to break all my rules. I can’t quite put my finger on it, but I’m beginning to not care.”

Butterflies erupted in Olivia’s stomach at his words. She felt the same way. Looking up, she smiled as she met Alexander’s eyes. “That doesn’t mean that I still don’t want to fuck you senseless, Miss Adler,” he winked as the waiter arrived to take their order, leaving Olivia completely shocked.


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headshot-bw-smallT. K. Leigh, otherwise known as Tracy Leigh Kellam, is a producer / attorney by trade. Born and raised in New England, she now lives in Southern California with her husband, dog and three cats, all of which she has rescued (including the husband). When she’s not planted in front of her computer, writing away, she can be found running and training for her next marathon (of which she’s run over 15 fulls and too many halfs to count), or trying to convince her husband that it’s time to give yoga another try. Unlike Olivia, the main character from her debut novel, “A Beautiful Mess,” she has yet to qualify for the Boston Marathon.



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Review of “Undeniable” by Madeline Sheehan (biker romance)

•January 27, 2014 • Leave a Comment

In keeping with catching up on my backlog of reviews I’m posting another book I really enjoyed back in September.  If you’re one of those people who are like me and enjoy a good story that stays more true to real life, then you should check Undeniable out.  It’s dark, gritty, and impossible to put down.  The hero and heroine will make horrible mistakes that you’d normally never find in a romance book.  It spans over decades and for much of it they’re not together, but trust me when I say it’s an epic love story and worth the time to read if you can get past all the taboos.  I absolutely loved it!


Undeniable coverSUMMARY FROM AMAZON:

Warning: This is not a typical, sappy, love story. This is an all-consuming, soul-crushing, tear-your-heart-into-pieces story. It’s intense, gritty and raw, dark and disturbing, and it doesn’t happen overnight. This is an epic love story that knows no boundaries and has no time limits. It grows and develops—with hurt, sacrifice, and heartache—over the span of a lifetime.

Eva Fox is the princess of the Silver Demons Motorcycle Club. Growing up with bikers in the club lifestyle is all that she knows. When she’s a young girl, Eva meets the reason for her existence. Deuce West is the sexy, biker bad-ass of the Hell’s Horsemen Motorcycle Club. Like Eva, he was born and raised in the club—but that’s where the similarities end. Their first meeting is innocent, but as Eva matures into a woman, their chance reunions evolve into a fit of lust and love. Fate continues to bring them together time and time again, but their twisted journey is filled with pain, betrayal, and bloodshed that could tear them apart. Eva sees in Deuce what he cannot see in himself—a man worthy of love—and Eva spends her lifetime proving to him that her undeniable love is the one thing he can’t live without.

This is Eva and Deuce’s story.

It wasn’t easy.
Nothing worth doing ever is.
And love is worth everything.



I knew going into this that Undeniable wouldn’t have a traditional romance. It was actually one of the things that appealed to me because the story definitely didn’t go by the numbers. It felt real and raw. A lot of times readers come into books with certain expectations of how characters should behave and if you don’t have an open mind you’re going to hate this novel.

Personally, I thought it was great and had a hard time putting it down. It hits some serious taboos, but I liked that the character’s reactions were much more true to real life. I don’t care what anyone says, lots of women put up with being beaten and/or cheated on. At least Eva found her own way of dealing with it. She was doing her best to survive in the only kind of world she knew.  Those moments she had with Duece over the years kept me clinging to the story even when I hated what was happening when they were apart.  The two of them were like fire and ice.  It took forever before they finally pushed past all their obstacles and came together, but it was worth the journey to get there.

My only real complaint is I felt like I didn’t get to know Duece nearly as much as Eva. Even when the reader is in his POV it didn’t feel as personal and other than his thoughts/feelings for the heroine, the reader rarely got further insight into the man himself. There was so much depth that could have been added to him to take this story to the next level. Still, I loved the story and will definitely want to read more by this author.  4.5 whips for Undeniable!


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Review of “Wolf Night” by Tracey Sinclair (urban fantasy)

•January 25, 2014 • Leave a Comment

As promised, I’m posting the review for the second novel in the Cassandra Bick Chronicles by Tracey Sinclair.  Wolf Night was just as good as its predecessor.  I also highly recommend the spin-off short stories by this author set in the same world.  They can be just as entertaining!



After narrowly averting a supernatural war in London, Cassandra Bick just wants life to get back to normal. Or as normal as life can be when you run a dating agency for vampires, your best friend is a witch and the oldest, strongest and sexiest vampire in town is taking a very personal interest in your business. But when a vicious new supernatural enemy threatens her friends, Cass finds herself once again fighting for the fate of her city – and having to face some demons of her own.

Snarky, sexy and fast paced, Wolf Night will leave you breathless.



This book was as good, if not better, than the first one. I read the two novelettes that came between them and do recommend readers check those out. One of them gives a really good perspective to Laclos and Cain that is helpful in understanding those guys better and it was fun to watch them work together to protect Cass. Both stories are referenced in this second full-length novel.

Anyway, this installment was definitely action-packed with plenty of twists and turns to keep you guessing. Not to mention the awesome dry humor running throughout it! Cass hasn’t improved as a fighter much, but I still appreciate her bravery and effort to do the best she can despite a lack of training and experience. She had to face some things that even her powerful protectors didn’t handle so well.

It wasn’t just the plot and action that kept me going. The romantic elements were rather intense as well because poor Cass gets really torn between the two men in her life. Despite love triangles getting old, this one is so different from any others I’ve read before. You’d have to read the book to understand, but I don’t fault the heroine for her choices (even if I do secretly wish she could just have both guys). Honestly, I want the next book right now and hope the author will be getting it out soon. This is a series UF readers should be checking out.  Five whips for Wolf Night!



Spotlight on “Navigating the World of E-Book Publishing” by Deena Rae

•January 22, 2014 • 2 Comments

I normally don’t promote non-fiction books, as that isn’t the focus of this blog.  Sometimes, though, I make an exception if it’s an author I know who is well-versed in a topic important to books and publishing.  There are enough writers following this blog that I think it’s important for me to get the word out when there’s something that can be useful to them.  Check out this new release by Deena Rae.  She’s been in and around the indie publishing community for years and has her own business helping authors format and publish their books.  I have complete confidence in her advice and highly recommend her!


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Are you one of the thousands of aspiring authors hoping to publish your book this year? Have I got the perfect book for you!

I have spent incalculable hours researching, writing, and helping indie authors with the ins-and-outs of the e-publishing industry and even more time formatting, promoting, and consulting about ebooks.

I took all the information I have accumulated and made it into an easy to read information guide for authors and publishers. From author platform building, images, font embedding, enhanced ebooks, social media marketing, even how to use emdashes topics from the entire spectrum of e-publishing are touched on in this guide for newbie authors.

This isn’t a step-by-step guide, this book doesn’t tell you secrets to becoming a New York Times Bestselling Author. This book does give you advice about paragraph styles, getting started with Twitter, pricing your novel and building your publishing team. Whether you are just dipping your toes into the publishing pool, have been wading through the shallows or already dived into the deep end, this book contains invaluable information in multiple areas of the indie publishing world.

If you are serious about publishing your own work, or just kicking the idea around, be on the look out for the book, Navigating The World Of E-Book Publishing, available January 13, exclusively on Amazon.

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E-BookBuilders is my online alias. I was born and raised in Texas — home of bluebonnets, boots, beef and big hair — into a family that was in the printing and publishing industries. My father was a computer programmer for major newspapers when the equipment took up whole rooms and my mother has been a publisher for almost 30 years — trying, unsuccessfully, to bring me into the family business. I have been told I am a second-generation genetically perfected super-nerd.


digitaldivaI was happily living my life, having three genetically perfected super-nerds myself, but then through a series of events (unfortunate and fortunate), I officially joined The Book Connection — my mother’s publishing and packaging company — as the Digital Director, to create the e-publishing division in 2011. My computer skills, willingness to help authors, love of literature, no-nonsense attitude and quick wit has helped shepherd many authors through the maze of digital publishing.

Through my work with E-BookBuilders, I have been able to meet authors and writers from all over the world and in every genre imaginable. My wit, obscure sense of humor, awareness of the absurd, and a love of literature all which led to the creation of Bluebonnets, Bagpipes and Books, the NSFW publishing discussion podcast I produce and host with Janet Wrenn and Peter Burnett. My no-nonsense attitude makes for some hilarious discussions and plenty of “Oh my God, did she really just say that?” moments. Sometimes it is as if there is no filter between my brain and mouth. But if I like you I try to be nice – sometimes. I also have a safe-for-everyone author interview show, B3‘s Bookworm. You can find me most hours of everyday attached to my computer either researching, tweeting on the 6 accounts I maintain, posting on my different Facebook timelines and pages, coding e-books for my fabulous friends/clients or with my nose buried in my Kindle reading.


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