Book Blast of Rapt (An Erotica Tale) by Laurel Cremant

Rapt_1400x2100_300dpiRapt (An Erotic Tale)

By Laurel Cremant

 

 

Blurb: Jessica Sinclair has spent the last year tip toeing around her new boss Lucas Wright. She wants him and he knows it, but she has no intention of giving into temptation. She’s always enjoyed a little pain with her pleasure, but she never thought denial could feel so good. Every meeting drives her to a sexual edge and yet they’ve never shared a simple kiss. Resisting him has become a delicious game.

Lucas Wright has enjoyed playing the waiting game with Jessica. The sadist in him enjoys every quip and parry they share. But every man has his limits and he’s officially reached his. He’d never thought that he would find his perfect match in a woman as stubborn as Jessica, but every teasing encounter has convinced him it’s time to put an end to their games and show her just how sweet surrender can be.

 

 

Excerpt: (18 + only – language and sexual situations)

“You remember,” he said now with a smile.

“What exactly am I supposed to be remembering?” she asked.

“That I’m an incredibly observant man,” he said.

She remained silent.

“Nothing to say?” he asked.

Licking her lips, she shook her head.

“Excellent.”

He leaned forward in his seat, resting his elbows on his knees, the hand holding his drink dangling down his leg.

“Show me,” he said.

His husky demand rocked her. Did she dare?

“We can always not play,” he said at her hesitation.

No!

Her heart lurched at that possibility. As much as their new game challenged her, she didn’t want it to end. Instead, she licked her lips and held his gaze. It wasn’t difficult. When he was near she remained caught in a strange web of want and greedy expectation controlled only by him.

She unfolded her arms and placed her hands at her sides, curling her fingers tight into her palms. The small bite of her nails digging into her skin helped ground her. Slowly, she uncrossed her legs and pressed her knees tightly together.

His gaze didn’t flicker downward to look, the golden flecks in his eyes seemed to glow and held her transfixed.

“Show me,” he said again.

Taking a deep shaky breath, she unfurled her fingers and clenched the smooth satin of her skirt before pulling it up her thighs, inch by inch before settling the bunched material at her hips.

“More.”

At his husky demand, she spread her legs open, exposing her secret to him, feeling the cool caress of air drift over her naked sex. His gaze didn’t waver—it didn’t dip down to see what she offered to him.

“Perfect. Now isn’t that better?”

She nodded at a loss for words. She did feel better. Something about exposing herself to him—of them both being fully aware of her eagerness to please ratcheted up her need to another notch.

“Good,” he said. “I remember that day so clearly. It was the first time I’ve ever seen you so distracted. Your eyes were glassy and bright. But you know what tipped me off to your naughty little secret?” he asked.

She licked her lips unsure of how to answer.

“You kept squirming in your chair crossing and uncrossing your legs and every now and then you would let out a sexy sigh. That’s when I knew and I wanted to see how long you could last like that. What it would take to break you? That was the day I realized we’d both been playing the same game all along.”

He took another sip of his drink, a small smile playing across his lips.

“I’d wondered about it for a while which is why extended my business trip. I wanted to see if our meetings where as stimulating to you as they were to me.”

She clenched her hands tighter, her breath coming out in deep pants. She wanted him to look at her, to slide his hot gaze down to her center and see how wet and ready she was for him. He didn’t. Lucas continued to speak as if she wasn’t open and bared to him.

“Another test?” she asked, her voice sounding wispy and thin to her ears.

He nodded.

“In a way. That’s when I realized that you and I could be great together. I loved watching you squirm, loved knowing that you sat there with your wet, creaming pussy, and that it was all for me. But most of all I enjoyed denying you that release, of knowing the pain of denial was bringing us both so much pleasure.”

She couldn’t refute the truth in his words, even now as he spoke to her, ignoring her splayed legs, he kept her on edge.

“I’ve always known that I’m a bit of a sadist,” he said. “But I’ve never been into physical pain. I’ve never wanted to whip a woman or spank her until she begged—although I can see the merits in that. My weakness has always been in denial, in a woman giving me ultimate control of her body and arousal, allowing me to determine when and where she gets to come.”

“That day in my office I realized you wanted the same things. You were bringing yourself to the edge of orgasm all because we were both denying you pleasure. If I’m a bit of a sadist Jessica, you are most definitely a masochist.”

“Then what does that make us?” she asked.

A dimple flashed on his cheek as he smirked at her.

“A perfect match,” he said.

 

 

BUY LINKS: All Romance |Amazon (US/UK/CA) | Barnes & Noble | Kobo | Google Play

Authors Bio:

Laurel is a romance author, who like most writers loves to read. Her first love (pun intended) has always been romance. From the sappy YA romance novel to the more risqué erotica novels, Laurel is a sucker for a good love story.

 

Laurel writes paranormal and contemporary romance and is a self-proclaimed, out of the closet nerd. She admits that she can’t seem to avoid adding a bit of “nerdology” or “geek-dom” to all of her books. Living in Miami, she also admits that she can’t seem to avoid giving her heroines gorgeous shoes, “In Miami, we worship everything strappy, open toed and just plain hot!”

 

Sizzling Romance, Lasting Love

Website: www.laurelcremant.com

Blog: www.laurelcremant.com/blog

Twitter: www.twitter.com/LaurelCremant

Facebook: www.facebook.com/LaurelCremantAuthor

Pinterest: www.pinterest.com/LaurelCremant

Goodreads: www.goodreads.com/laurelcremant

 

Rapt by Laurel Cremant Banner

Author Interview of Diana Ames featuring Royally Trained (A Royals of Colania Novel) w/a GC Rafflecopter giveaway

 

dianaames_royallytrainedfront_zpsc4ef2c59Genre: Erotic Romance/Dark Erotica

 

In a country stuck in the dark ages is a world filled with sex and scandal. Governed by royalty, those in power have many deep-rooted secrets that span generations.

 

Prince Anton’s sordid past has forged his future. He finds his only pleasure from being a sadist, but he knows he must continue the royal bloodline and create an heir for his country. Forced by responsibility, he turns to the one man who can give him the best of both worlds. But will Prince Anton find what he’s searching for?

 

Damian is the ruler of The Dungeon. He is the Teacher, and the only man Prince Anton can trust to provide him with what he needs. He is on a mission to find a virgin submissive to become the prince’s life partner. What happens when the Teacher falls for the woman he’s been ordered to train?

 

As lust and love spiral out of control, Prince Anton and Damian find their lives change unexpectedly because of one independent and defiant woman.

 

 

~Excerpt~

 

Damian was going over the alcohol shipment that had arrived this morning. One of the reasons his sex clubs were so popular was because of the liquor he had shipped in from the mainland. It was expensive, but the quality was much greater than anything produced on Colania. Currently though, it was giving him a headache.  He was missing a case of the high-end scotch he kept on hand.

 

Prince Anton strutted into his office without warning.

 

“Don’t you knock?” Damian said scathingly.

 

“Didn’t know I needed to,” Prince Anton replied.

 

“With all due respect, sire,” Damian said sarcastically, “this is my office in my club. Next time, knock.” Damian rose to his feet, his body fluid like a great jungle cat, before he went to embrace his prince. “Now, what the hell is so important you had to schedule an appointment?”

 

“I have a job for you,” Prince Anton told him. He returned the one-arm embrace stiffly and then moved away with haste. He was uncomfortable with physical contact that he didn’t initiate or control. When the two men sat, he elaborated. “My thirtieth birthday is approaching.”

 

“In a year and a half.” Damian snorted. “Do you think it wise to skip twenty-nine?”

 

“As the last of the monarchy, it is my job to reproduce,” Prince Anton continued. “As much as I would like to see the genes that have shaped me die out, the country would fall into a tailspin. Although we are remote and somewhat undeveloped, we are a rich nation. The power I hold is all that keeps us out of the eye of the world and off the radar for those who would oppress us.”

 

“What does this have to do with me?” Damian asked warily.

 

“I have no desire to repeat history,” Prince Anton said. “We both know that my sexual nature is more like that of the queen than my father.”

 

“Do you want me to train you?” Damian asked, confused. “To help you learn to control your appetite?”

 

“No,” Prince Anton said firmly. “I don’t think either of us could handle taking our relationship to that level.”

 

The two men had grown up together, which accounted for Damian’s lack of respect and boundaries, but Prince Anton wanted to maintain formality between them.

 

“You could be right,” Damian said with a light chuckle. “So, what do you want from me?”

 

“I want you to find her, the woman who will bear the future of the country,” Prince Anton said. “Find her and train her to be what I need.”

 

“You can’t just order up a woman on demand,” Damian told him with a raised eyebrow.

 

“You must find a woman with good genetics although Gilly can look into that after the candidate meets the other criteria,” the prince said, ignoring Damian. “Beautiful, obviously. I’m not particular with features, but it stands to reason if my life mate is attractive, then I will have a better chance with reproduction. I’d also prefer that she not have a single drop of royal blood regardless of past royal practices. I do not wish to produce monsters or further any imperfections through inbreeding, however distant the connection might be. She needs to be completely submissive. I will be in control of any encounters at all times. Whoever she is, she must be willing to leave her past life behind. I refuse to be burdened with in-laws who might not agree with my domination of their daughter.”

 

“That’s quite a shopping list,” Damian said, eyeing the prince harshly. “Anything else you’d like to add before I order a woman for you?”

 

“There is one more requirement,” Prince Anton said seriously. “And this is perhaps the most important of all. She must be a virgin.”

 

“You do realize when I train a woman to cede her control to her master that I have sex with her?” Damian asked incredulously. “Submissives have to learn to respond on command; an untried woman will not have that opportunity.”

 

“I will not have a woman who has felt a man between her thighs before me. I will not have my children born to a woman who will behave as my mother did. She must be pure!” Prince Anton roared.

 

“If I refuse to do this…” Damian didn’t finish the question.

 

“You will not refuse,” Prince Anton said, rising to his feet. “I expect you at the castle within the week. The search begins immediately.”

authorinterview

 

Welcome Diana Ames! Please start off by telling us a little about yourself.

I’m a 35 year old wife and mother of two.  I was a stay at home mother while my kids were small, but now that they’re both in school all day, I work part time in an office.  I write at night or whenever I can grab a few minutes of quiet.  I love the outdoors and my family camps for several weeks each summer.

 

Is Royally Trained a single title, or part of a series?

Royally Trained is the first book in a three book series—three books so far, that is.  Each book can stand alone, but if you read them all, I recommend reading them in order as they build on each other.

 

What were your inspirations for the story?

I wanted to write something I would enjoy reading.  I’d been very frustrated with female characters that constantly need a man to save them or that can’t stand up for themselves.  It’s wonderful to have a partner to lean on, but honestly I can’t imagine anyone being so completely helpless.  Likewise I was having issues with reading about strong male characters who were broken on the inside and then one moment changes their entire life, their perspective, even their personalities.  There is almost always a catalyst moment for someone to change, but rarely is it possible for that change to happen in a single moment or without a lot of hard work and professional help.

 

Please share your setting for Royally Trained.   Have you ever lived or visited there? If so, what did you like most?   

Royally Trained takes place on the fictitious island country called Colania.  I’ve lived there in my mind and I visit there frequently as I’m editing.  I chose to create a country because I wanted to take some real liberties with the setting that wouldn’t be possible otherwise.  Plus I really wanted to write about a king or in this case a crown prince.  I was going for realism in personalities, but who wants things to be too real.

 

When did the writing bug first bite?

I’ve been writing as long as I’ve been able to hold a pencil and form words.

 

Who are you favorite authors, book/series?

There are so many that I love, but to name a few:

V.C. Andrews—The Dollanganger Series (Flowers In The Attic) and The Casteel Series (Heaven)

J.R. Ward—The Blackdagger Brotherhood Series

Stephen King—The Dark Tower Series

Johanna Lindsey has always been a favorite.

I also recently read Hers by Dawn Robertson.  Now there was a female character that didn’t need rescued.

The list could go on and on.

 

If you could have an author roundtable discussion with any authors, who would you invite?

See the above list of favorite authors. J

 

Do you have any hobbies or special things you like to do in your spare time? 

Spare time, I’m not sure I know what that is.  I’m a dance mom and a karate mom and a working mom and a writing mom and a…see the trend?  In the middle of the night, when everyone is asleep, though, you’ll often find me dancing in my living room.

 

What’s the strangest thing you’ve heard or seen?

When I was about 14 or 15, I was lying in bed reading.  The light was to my back, up on the wall.  This shadow in the shape of a person fell across my book and bed, which was strange because I always kept my door locked.  When I turned around, no one was there.

Buy Links: Amazon US      Amazon UK      Barnes and Noble

 

~About the Author~ 

 

Diana Ames was born and raised in Central Pennsylvania. She lives with her husband, two children, and a variety of crazy pets. Balancing work, wife and mom duties, and writing has been the best and most rewarding challenge of her life. The publication of this novel is the culmination of a lifetime of dreams.

 

Author Links:  Site       Facebook      Goodreads

 

 

~Giveaway~

 

 

Diane is giving away giving away 10 signed bookmarks, 3 eCopies of Royally Trained, and a $5.00 Amazon GC.

 

For a chance to win please fill out the rafflecopter below.

a Rafflecopter giveaway

Book Blast for A Secret Worth Keeping by Lakisha Johnson w/a ebook giveaway

MBB A Secret Worth Keeping Banner copy

A Secret Worth Keeping

by LaKisha Johnson

LaKisha will be awarding a download of A Secret Worth Keeping (format: winner’s choice) to two randomly drawn commenters during the tour.  Make sure you leave a comment and email addy!  Good luck!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

 

BLURB:

 

Shelby is a career woman turned housewife who enjoys the friendships that have been built with her 5 best friends; Camille, Lynesha, Raylin, Kerri and Chloe. They are all career women with different businesses, husbands and even children but something is missing and they can’t seem to find it at home, in a store or even in a book. So, they search for this missing piece in the beds, arms, cars and even offices of other men who don’t mind paying for what Dem Dam Divas can offer. They enjoy the thrill of sneaking, creeping and even vacationing on someone else’s dime but they soon find out that all good things come to an end. What happens when it becomes too much? From secretly wanting someone who doesn’t want you, loving only to not be loved back and being caught up in a dream that you’re about to be awaken from; will it be worth it in the end? Will they regret their actions or stand by them? Will they finally question whether this secret is really worth keeping?

 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

 

 

 

Excerpt Two:

 

Girls, this has been an amazing trip.  I’m kind of sad that it’s ending but I am ready to get home to see my babies.

 

“Well, good for you; I can’t say the same,” said Kerri.

 

“Listen ladies, I know that these trips are supposed to be a release to renew our minds but they do no good if you go back to home and accept the same mess you left. If you all are not happy then make some changes. Life is too short to keep living in hell. You all are beautiful, educated and capable of taking care of yourselves so why continue to take less from your husband than what your husband is supposed to do? Please don’t get me wrong, I am in no way saying that you all should head to divorce court, however, I am saying stop lying down and accepting everything. Stop accepting less than what your husband should be giving. Why should you have to find part time love in the hands of someone else? Why should you find pleasure in the bed of someone else when your husband should be fulfilling your every fantasy and you should be filling his?”

 

“Shelby, I hear you but you have all that at home, we don’t” Chloe said with tears streaming down her face.

 

“Yea, you have a husband whose eyes light up when you enter the room, one who notices your new hairdo, one who doesn’t mind shopping with you, one who holds you when you cry, sit with you when you’re sick, stay up with you when the baby is sick; you have all that,” Kerri added.

 

“Yes, I do but this is because I wouldn’t accept anything less. Understand, we have our ups and downs but we work through them. We are not perfect and I’d be lying if I said anything differently but he knows my faults and accepts them and I know his and accept them.” I said.

 

 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

 

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

 

LaKisha Johnson is a girl after God’s own heart; doing what she believes to be her purpose..writing.  In addition to being a self-published author, she’s also a wife of 15 years, mother of 2 and native of Memphis, TN. She comes from a huge family and has always been the go to girl whenever someone needed a poem written or read, an acknowledgement that would convey just what they were thinking or even an occasion written for that special day. She’s an all-around talented lady that makes everything she touch turn to gold. She has 2 degrees from Southwest TN Community College both in Information Technology and has worked in the corporate field for over 15 years. She is also a dedicated blogger, delivering a devotional blog 5 days per week entitled ”Kisha’s Daily Devotionals.”

 

LaKisha wants readers of her books to step outside the box and read with imagination.  She wants them reeled in from the front cover to the last word, enjoying every second in between, asking for more.  She doesn’t proclaim to be the best writer or even author in the world..she just proclaims to be blessed because her motto is ”God’s purpose is bigger than any problem!”

 

Facebook  – https://www.facebook.com/ASWKeeping

 

Twitter – https://twitter.com/_lakishajohnson

 

Instagram – http://instagram.com/kishajohnson

 

Author Site – http://authorlakishajohnson.wordpress.com/

 

Email address – authorlakisha@gmail.com

 

Purchase Links

 

Amazon for Kindle – http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00FMCGVGS

 

Amazon for paperback –  http://www.amazon.com/Secret-Keeping-Delphine-Publications-Presents/dp/0991022807/ref=sr_1_1_title_0_main?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1381159995&sr=1-1&keywords=a+secret+worth+keeping

 

Barnes and Noble for Nook – http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/a-secret-worth-keeping-lakisha-johnson/1115124960?ean=2940148575603

 

Barnes and Noble for paperback – http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/a-secret-worth-keeping-lakisha-johnson/1115124960?ean=9780991022809

 

 

 

 

Happy Easter!

Foil Wrapped Easter Eggs

 

I’m in Dallas celebrating with my family!  Hope you find all of your eggs!

 

Harlie signature button

A post from Harlie’s Books!

Totally stole them!

 

On Harlie’s Books, I have the wonderful Babs Hightower and Barb Drozdowich today.  I have reviewed some self help books that they have written that every author, newbie or seasoned should read.

 

Here is the linkage:

http://www.harliesbooks.com/posts/review-of-books-that-every-author-should-read-by-barb-drozdowich-babs-hightower/

Harlie signature button

Book Blitz for Doris O’Connor’s The Mating Project-NSFW excerpt

 

thematingprojectThe Mating Project

By Doris O’Connor

 

Being together could mean death to them all, but walking away is not an option…

 

Bloodlines need to be protected at all costs and as a true blood cougar Maria is expected to mate with a council approved shifter. Too bad the one chosen makes her skin crawl for all the wrong reasons.

 

Running away once landed her in hot water, and look how that ended up. Malachi Luca saved her life ten years ago, and then promptly disappeared. So much for true mates and all that jazz.

 

It bought her time, but now Maria is feeling the strain. Seducing Professor Silas Deacon should be a welcome distraction, except, the human turns out to be her mate, too.

 

And that damn wolf—yeah he’s back and determined to claim both his cat and his human.

 

What’s a girl to do? Fight for love and enjoy the awesome sex, of course.

 

Buy it from Evernight Publishing. For all other Buy links, please check here.

 

Authors Bio:

Glutton for punishment would be a good description for Doris… at least that’s what she hears on an almost daily basis when people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to toddler and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with children, pets, dust bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic goddess she is n

Excerpt: (18 and up only. Note: language and graphic sexual description)

 

Maria couldn’t get enough air into her lungs, and she yanked on her restraints, the longer the two of them just stood there watching her through hooded lids.

 

Relax, little cat. Let us take care of you, and we’ll deal with the rest of the world tomorrow, or next week.

 

Silas winked at her, and Maria’s agitated cat calmed down. In fact the animal bowed her head in submission and hissed her approval when Malachi pulled his tee over his head. Her throat went dry taking in the hair roughened expanse of his chest and the force of his erection straining his jeans. Silas, too, shrugged out of his shirt and kicked off his trousers and boxer briefs in one impatient move. His magnificent cock bounced up to his navel, and Maria whimpered when he took himself in hand and stroked along his impressive girth. She couldn’t tear her gaze away from the slow movement of that hand. Not even when Malachi tore her dress off her with one abrupt flick of his clawed hands.

 

Cool air fluttered across her exposed skin, and her breasts grew heavy as her nipples tried their best to punch through the lace of her bra. The bed dipped again when Malachi knelt next to her and with a few well-placed flicks of his claws cut away their lacy covering. He continued a downward path of pleasuring pain toward her mound, using just enough force to leave a red trail behind. The slow slide and drag of those razor-sharp nails of his caused her whole body to tense, as sensations bombarded her. More of her juices gushed out of her as her pussy clenched in desperate need to be filled, and her hips pushed up when he circled her clit with his claw, lazy, incredibly slow circles that had her panting and undulating her hips in an effort to increase the pressure to that little swollen nubbin.

 

“Lie still, princess, or so help me I’ll leave you hanging.” Malachi’s hot hand landed on her belly and pushed her hips back down on the bed at the same time as Silas stepped close enough for Malachi to grasp hold of his cock. The action meant he abandoned Maria’s needy clit, and she whimpered when he licked away the bead of pre-cum that had appeared on Silas’s dick.

 

“Fuck, yes.” Silas hissed the words as Malachi took all of his lover’s dick in his mouth and fondled his balls with one hand. The other still held her hips down, and Maria bit her lip as arousal fizzed through her veins. She wanted to come so badly, and she was so damn close that the slight wafts of air, created by Malachi bobbing his head up and down on Silas’s cock made her clit contract with need.

 

Silas fisted his hands in Malachi’s hair and fucked his mouth with an urgency and brutal need that he’d never displayed with her. She tore her gaze away from the sight of Malachi’s lips stretched across Silas’s dick to find Silas’s gaze riveted between her thighs.

 

Maria whimpered at the heat of that gaze, until Silas pulled away from Malachi and knelt next to her head instead.

 

Grasping his dick, slick with Malachi’s saliva, he ran it across her bottom lip, and Maria opened her mouth eagerly to take in as much as he could. Silas kept his hand on the base of his shaft to stop her from choking on his length, and she shot him a grateful look, as he started to fuck her mouth. The taste of him mixed in with Malachi’s earthy scent, and she swallowed the first spurts of his cum down.

 

“Fuck, that’s so hot.”

 

Malachi’s words sounded strained and slightly distorted as though he was more wolf than man right now, and Silas fucked her faster. One hand wrapped in her hair as he held her head at just the right angle to serve his needs, and the knowledge that he used her to his ends, had her grow even wetter. The rip of fabric as her underwear tore made her shudder, and there was the swipe of Malachi’s rough tongue, and her body tensed. His claws dug into her ass as he lifted her up to give himself better access to her drenched core, and she screamed as her first orgasm ripped through her body.

 

Malachi chuckled into her pussy and then stepped up his efforts as Silas pulled out of her mouth and his hot cum splashed over her breasts.

 

Maria was too far gone to care, because Malachi now pushed two fingers into her channel, and finding her sweet spot in record time sent her over the edge twice more.

 

By the time she could draw air into her lungs, Silas was removing her leg shackles and Malachi had rid himself of his trousers. His cock was just as thick, if not thicker than Silas’s. It wasn’t quite as long, and the head of his dick looked swollen and purple, the balls drawn up tight to his body as though he was barely holding in his cum.

 

Malachi’s stubble glistened with the evidence of her arousal, and when he bent to devour her mouth his with his, she tasted herself in with him. It pitched her need for him sky high again, despite her earlier orgasms, and she pleaded with him in between kisses.

 

“Please, please…”

 

He pulled away and with a wicked grin bent down to lick the sticky evidence of Silas’s cum of her breasts. Silas joined him on the other side, and the dual sensations sent her clit and pussy into overdrive. There was something so dirty and yet terribly arousing in the act, and when both men bit down on one erect nipple each, another orgasm ripped through her.

ot.

 

There is always something better to do after all, like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the locals even more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her characters tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will find Doris burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any peace and quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.

 

She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.

 

Writer of sensual, sassy, sexy romances
WebsiteFacebookTwitter

The Mating Project Banner

 

Seduced by the Game Anthology! Hockey Fights Cancer!

SeducedByTheGame

 

Seduced by the Game

 

Blurb:  It’s time to drop the gloves and fight! Support the fight against cancer, that is. This anthology of eight brand new novellas is hot enough to melt the ice these players skate on. Featuring stories from popular New York Times & USA Today, Amazon, and Barnes & Noble bestselling authors, including Toni Aleo, Cassandra Carr, Cindy Carr, Jami Davenport, Catherine Gayle, Jaymee Jacobs, V.L. Locey, Bianca Sommerland, and Nikki Worrell.

New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author – Toni Aleo TANGLED IN THE LACES

In Tangled in the Laces, Karson King is on the fast track to the pros and Lacey Martin is coming back from a hard fight against cancer and is terrified of him but their love is too much to ignore. Will Karson prove that he will protect her heart at all costs, or will he leave Lacey to pick up the pieces of her life once again?

Cassandra Carr and Cindy Carr HOOKING HANNAH

When Hannah attends an all-star game, she doesn’t expect a hockey player of all people to turn her world upside down. Her sister is married to a player and Hannah never wanted that life. But Scott could change everything. For Scott’s part, he has to know the woman who stirred his blood with just a look, and once he does, he realizes he wants Hannah to be his forever. Now to convince her…

Jami Davenport CRASHING THE BOARDS (Seattle Sockeyes 1.5)

Professional party crasher, Izzy Maxwell, needs the cooperation of reluctant party guest Cooper Black, the team captain of Seattle’s new hockey team, but Cooper can’t get past his anger over the team’s relocation to Seattle. Can Izzy melt Cooper’s frozen heart or will this party crash along with her fledgling business?

Catherine Gayle TAKING A SHOT (Portland Storm 2.5)

Katie Weber has had a crush on Jamie Babcock for almost two years, since he joined her father’s hockey team, the Portland Storm as an eighteen-year-old rookie. When cancer takes her health, her hair, and even her friends, she can’t bear to go to senior prom…until Jamie intervenes.

Jaymee Jacobs A VALUABLE TRADE

Bryan’s life gets turned upside down when he gets traded to the Dallas Comets, and things get even messier when he meets Georgiana, the Director of Team Services. He’s got a lot of work to do to prove his worth to his new team, but Georgiana’s sure he’ll prove to be a valuable trade.

V.L. Locey HEIR APPARENT

Superstar Cam Evans is fighting to climb out of a slump that`s growing worse with each day of living in denial. Fresh from the minors, Jacobi Neal is hungry for this chance to play back-up for the legendary goalie. Can two men battle each other, their inner demons, and the sizzling attraction building between them?

Bianca Sommerland BLIND PASS (The Dartmouth Cobras 0.5)

Nothing could stop Tim Rowe, the assistant coach of the Dartmouth Cobras, from falling in love with Madeline, but love alone can’t satisfy every need. Sometimes, to reach the goal, you have to take the chance with a . . . Blind Pass.

Nikki Worrell – CAPTAIN, MY CAPTAIN (Prequel to Scorpions Series)

Keith Lambert is the captain of the Flyers—until he’s not. To everyone’s shock, he’s traded to the San Diego Scorpions. As if that’s not bad enough, Phoebe, his girlfriend of two years, decides she doesn’t love him enough to follow.

All alone in a new town, Keith is drawn to Kelly, his take out delivery girl. When she shows up at ice girl tryouts, he’s lost. She’s all he can see. Can he convince her to forget her past and take a chance on him or is he destined to be alone in a new town a little bit longer?

**Proud Supporters of Hockey Fights Cancer.

Seduced by the Game Banner

Writing Process Blog Hop

Excited Student With A Composition Book
Stormie Kent tagged me on this meme.  I haven’t really thought about these questions so it was a blast to answer.  Thanks Stormie!

Stormie’s Link

1. What am I working on?
Currently I have three things.  A YA/NA that could turn into a 3 book series about one particular couple has they go from high school, college to adulthood.  It is a sweet/sensual book series that anyone could read.  My heroine is snarky and a blogger.
A romantic suspense with paranormal elements.  Hero is based on Andrew Dice Clay (don’t judge) with the 80’s attitude.  And yes, he drives a Trans Am with t-tops.  Woot!
My last one is a bad boy short for an anthology.  Needs to be erotic in tone and I’m loving my characters.  Sexy can not describe this one.
 
2. How does my work differ from others of its genre?
Honestly, I don’t know.  I don’t compare my work to other authors.  Every author has their process when it comes to writing.
3. Why do I write what I do?
My one and only book is a 3 flame short.  Writing the sex scene was hard for me.  It didn’t help that SpongeBob was on in the background while I wrote it.  LOL!  My YA/NA is based on my teenage years and what I envisioned for myself all those years ago.
The RS story is for my love of angels in a story.  Plus, when I started doing the characterization for my hero Tony…the Dice Man kept coming up.  ;)
The bad boy short…well, let’s just say I was challenged by another writer for this one.
4. How does my writing process work?
I write when I can.  I’m a bad writer when it comes to scheduling my time.  I’m a stay at home mom so you would think that I would write all the time and be a best-selling author.  Well, I’m married, we have a very active third grade boy whose into scouts, basketball and baseball.  Plus, I have my review site that is very active.
When I came up with the ideas for my current WIP’s, I always write my character descriptions first.  Then the settings, GMC, cars they drive, etc.  After that, I’m a totally pantser.  I sit down and write.  I don’t self edit either.  I might write a couple of hundred words or I might write just a sentence.
My best friend, who is an author, challenges me every day to write something.  Anything and its working.  I don’t use word counts or page counts to mark my progress.  I don’t like being put under the microscope like that.  Plus, to me it’s just bragging and I don’t like bragging.  Every author writes differently and at their own pace.  Why should I measure myself against other people?  It used to depress me but not anymore.
For me it’s not a race to see if I can write a book in a month, get it published and write the next one.  I have a life outside of the writing/blogging world and I will not apologize for it.  I love my life, even when its crazy and sometimes writing takes a back seat.  Do I wish that I could write every day?  You bet but I don’t beat myself up anymore because I don’t.  Too much stress and hey, when you have kids…that’s enough stress for me.
Harlie signature button
 

Cover Reveal for Blackness Awaits (Book #2 of the Blackness Series) by Norma Jeanne Karlsson w/giveaway

Title: Blackness Awaits (Book #2 of the Blackness Series)

Author: Norma Jeanne Karlsson

Genre: Fiction, Romance, Thriller

Release Date: April 2014

Hosted By: Book Promotions by Literary Nook

BlacknessAwaits_eBook_Final

Synopsis

As he enters the room looking like death personified, lifeless and haunting, she knows…blackness awaits.

Aaron Kavanagh is not to be trifled with. He’s powerful, commanding, fierce and currently homicidal. The only thing that matters in Kavanagh’s world is Shannon Kelly. She’s the beat of his heart (yes he has one) and the peace to the fury that constantly simmers within him. Without her, his life is empty and barren. Someone took what is his and he’ll stop at nothing to get her back.

Dylan Kellerman is lost. The love of his life has been ripped from him, leaving a tattered tortured shell of a man. On the brink of murderous insanity he must battle to find Shannon, even if she hates him. Dylan has betrayed her and he knows she won’t forgive his indiscretions. None of that matters now. All that matters is finding her. As long as she’s safe Dylan can continue to live a sad wasted existence without her by his side. Shannon brought Dylan back to life, without her in the world he’ll cease to exist.

Shannon Kelly is gone. Stolen from her home and loved ones, she must now fight. Fighting has never been an issue for her, but this is a new opponent that she isn’t prepared for…her past. When every reality she thought she knew is called into question, Shannon learns her life isn’t what she thought it was. With the promise of a future with Dylan stolen from her before her world implodes, Shannon must rely on the family that has protected her for the last thirteen years to come for her. She won’t win this fight on her own…Shannon is going to lose.

Excerpt

Kavanagh

I’m going to commit murder. I can feel it in my bones, in my pulse, in each breath I take. I’m pretty sure O’Sullivan, Cal, and Aidan are on board with my plan. Kid went upstairs with Kellerman and twenty minutes later Taylor dropped his bomb. Kellerman got a fucking chick pregnant when he was in Seattle. I don’t know specific dates on when he and Kid became a couple, but I know he was all over her shit and fully warned before he went back to Seattle in October. Yeah, I’m going to commit murder. We have to get Kid out of here before we beat his head in.

“Make sure Kid’s not in the room for this shit,” I say to whoever’s listening. I get chin lifts in response. O’Sullivan has been cracking his knuckles and pumping his fists since we saw the first picture of Kellerman and that chick. She’s cute…that’s about all I can say about her. She’s nothing compared to Kid. Kellerman must be a fucking idiot. The blood is rushing past my eardrums with such force I don’t hear Kid and Kellerman come down the stairs. I’m barely aware of the Army vs. Navy game on the TV. The four of us turn to look at them as Kellerman starts to talk.

“I beyond fucked up today guys,” Kellerman tries to grovel. “I feel like total shit about it and I can assure you, I’ll never let anything go that far again. I love Kid more than I can even tell you guys and I know you all love her just as much. I meant what I told Kav all those weeks ago. If I hurt her I’d deliver myself to you all willingly. I’m here and I deserve whatever you wanna give me. I was wrong.” I stand up and move toward Kellerman never looking at Kid. Kid keeps her fingers interlaced with his and I want to break everyone of his as they touch her. I won’t do anything to him while she’s here. I won’t put her in the middle like those two pricks did earlier. I can feel Kid’s eyes on me while the guys approach my back.

“Kid go to the office and talk to Taylor,” I order without looking at her. Kellerman maintains eye contact with me, not in a confrontational way…he doesn’t know what’s coming.

“Kavy,” Kid warns.

“Kid, we need Kellerman alone for a few minutes. You need to leave,” O’Sullivan orders her from behind my back.

“Go ahead Kiddo. I’ll be fine,” Kellerman soothes her. I’m going to break that jaw he’s working.

Kid turns to walk away, and I relax a little that she isn’t putting up more of a fight. Too soon was I relieved, because she stops and turns back around.

“Guys, I know this is a man thing that I’m not a part of. But you all are my family…Kel included. He’s my future now too guys. I’m no cake walk to be with, but he’s fightin’ for me like only you guys have. Think about that before you do anything stupid,” she pleads before turning and walking away. She won’t feel that way after she talks to Taylor. I hate that she’ll be hurt, but she deserves to know.

Once she rounds the corner and I hear the office shut it takes everything I’ve got in me not to launch at this motherfucker.

“Pool house,” I growl at him. He nods and moves toward the back door. I can’t risk Kid hearing us so the pool house is the best place to get this done. Once Taylor dropped this shit storm at our feet he told us he’d explain things to Kid while we dealt with Kellerman. I don’t know how long we have, but getting out of the house buys us more time.

We enter the pool house. Kellerman goes in first followed by me, the guys trailing. No one says a word. Kellerman stops in the middle of the room. His head is held high, but I can see he’s apprehensive. I’d be scared fucking shitless facing us in a room.

“We’re gonna kick the livin’ shit outta you,” I inform him in a growl resembling English. “Then you’re gonna pack your shit, get on a plane, and crawl back to Seattle.” His face is calm and collected with the first sentence, strained and confused at the last.

“What’re you talkin’ about back to Seattle?” Kellerman asks.

“You think we’re gonna let you stick around and go back and forth? Kid deserves better than that and you fuckin’ know it,” Aidan seethes moving to my right. Aidan’s a big motherfucker. I’ve never seen him as pissed as he is right now, scary isn’t the right word.

“Back and forth?” Kellerman repeats.

“This is not Sesame Street motherfucker. You heard him,” Cal jumps to his brother’s side. Cal can go off the rails but it’s rare. He’s the calmest of our bunch, but he’s hell on wheels when he gets going. O’Sullivan moves to my left and I can feel the fury oozing from every inch of him. He’s a fighter through and through. I have no doubt that he can, and will, end Kellerman. Kid’s the soft spot for all of us and we would all gladly sacrifice anything for her.

“I’m startin’ to feel like I don’t know what’s goin’ on,” Kellerman says as he looks at all our raging expressions.

“He explained it,” O’Sullivan says motioning to me. “Don’t see the problem.” He’s so furious I’m surprised he can form words much less sentences.

“I get the ass beating. I put my hands on her and shouldn’t have. I’m down for whatever you four got planned. I’m not fuckin’ leavin’ Kid though. I don’t know what makes you think I would leave her, but I’m stayin’.” Kellerman’s confident as he talks. I have no doubt he’ll take the beating, but he’s not making Kid a stepmom or taking her away from us to Seattle that’s for damn sure. She deserves the world not some slut’s sloppy seconds.

“Fuck this shit,” O’Sullivan roars and lunges at Kellerman. He lands a brutal right hook along Kellerman’s jaw, snapping his head to the side. Kellerman stumbles but doesn’t go down. O’Sullivan is a man possessed now that he’s started. He grabs Kellerman’s shirt to hold him in place as he repeatedly crushes his face. Kellerman doesn’t fight back.

“Fight back you pussy!” O’Sullivan screams as he releases Kellerman’s shirt only to connect a left cross splitting the skin below his eye. Stumbling back Kellerman falls to the floor. He’s breathing hard as he stays down.

“Who’s next?” Kellerman asks without a hint of snark. He’s really going to let the four of us beat his ass. We’ll kill him. He looks done after O’Sullivan; the three of us on top of it is too much. I have to be the voice of reason in the room as I see Aidan making his way toward him.

“He’s had enough,” I state firmly. Aidan snaps his head back to me with a look of shock on his face.

“You’re lettin’ him off that easy Kavanagh?” Aidan grumbles.

“He’s gotta be able to walk through the airport.”

“I’m not goin’ to the airport,” Kellerman mumbles spitting blood into his shirt. This sets me off.

I pick Kellerman up by the throat and pin him against the wall squeezing as I speak, “You will get your sorry ass on a plane. Today! She’s had enough pain in this life, you motherfuckin’ piece of shit.” I squeeze harder the more I speak, because the more I speak the more infuriated I’m becoming. “If you think for a second I’m gonna let you take her from me, you’re sadly mistaken. What she’s learnin’ today about you, you dickless fuck, is gonna wreck her. Get outta this fuckin’ city today or we’re comin’ for you.” I squeeze one more time before I let him drop. He slides down the wall gasping for air, coughing and choking.

“I’m not leavin’ her,” Kellerman gasps out. Aidan hurls forward and kicks him over and over and over in the torso.

“You fuckin’ are!” Aidan screams as he lays his final blow. Kellerman falls to the side spitting out blood from what I’m guessing is some internal damage at this point. Maybe we are going to commit murder. This motherfucker seems intent on dying in our pool house.

“Not,” Kellerman mumbles before he passes out.

“What the fuck?!” Cal bellows. “Is he insane? Why’s he lettin’ this go on?”

Aidan bends down and starts checking Kellerman’s vitals. His doctor brain must have just kicked in gear. No pun intended (maybe a little pun intended).

“Guessin’ his spleen is damaged maybe his liver too,” Aidan explains without much concern in his voice while standing up. “We need to decide what we’re doin’ here.”

“Wait for him to wake up. See where his head’s at,” I say. I can’t put him over my shoulder and walk him out in front of Kid. He has to leave on his own. We all sit around the breakfast table and stare at Kellerman waiting for his pathetic ass to wake up.

Author Bio

Norma Jeanne

Blackness Takes Over is Norma Jeanne’s debut novel. What began as an homage to the home town of a homesick Midwestern girl, unfolded a story of love, danger, humor, and trust. She’s currently working on her untitled sophomore effort. We can’t wait to see what thrilling saga she leads us through next!

Originally from Kansas City, Missouri, Norma Jeanne recently found herself relocating to the United Kingdom. Now living in Belfast, she took hold of the opportunity to kick the 9-5 job for a chance to become an author. The best part: working from her home office, she gets to spend more time with her cast of crazy characters (written and real).

In her free time Norma Jeanne is a voracious reader and consumes books as readily as meals. She is a people watcher by nature and uses her experiences in life, observed or otherwise, to build the worlds and characters that thrive in her books. A believer in the strength of the human spirit, Norma Jeanne writes the stories of people that persevere when all appears to be lost.

“Rage, rage against the dying of the light.” –Dylan Thomas

Website | Twitter | Facebook | Goodreads

Book #1

BlacknessTakesOver Small

Amazon | B&N | Kobo | Google Play

Giveaway

a Rafflecopter giveaway

bpbuttonfortours

For Jackie Barbosa

maw25:

There are no words…help if you can.

Harlie Williams

Originally posted on Ella Quinn ~ Author:

It has been said that the romance community is the most supportive and generous of all the genre communities. It is.

Last week one of our beloved authors, Jackie Barbosa, lost her seventeen-year-old son in a car accident. Although most of us will never be able to understand the depth of her and her family’s pain, Jackie’s loss is also our loss. We grieve for her and with her. 

Today, in support of Jackie, the very talented author, I will be featuring BEHIND THE RED DOOR  which will be on sale for $2.99 until 4/1 at Amazon, iTunes and Barnes and Noble.

You can find a list Jackie’s  books on her site  http://jackiebarbosa.com/books.html .

She also has two free short stories  – THE REIVER and NINE LADIES DANCING (both are historicals)

A memorial fund has also been set up in her son’s name. Details to donate can be found here. Any…

View original 9 more words

Follow

Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.

Join 2,502 other followers