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Fun and Sexy Contemporary Cowboy Romance – Book 6: Honeybun Heat Series

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She’s hiding from a psychopath. He’s hiding from life. Will they survive to find love?

Depressed by injuries that have sidelined his career, Heathcliffe Honeybun heads to a Dude Ranch for some “alone” time. But the ranch’s pretty activities director isn’t about to let him mope. And if her charms don’t keep him interested, Nita’s dark and dangerous past most certainly will. Especially when it looks like Heathcliffe has a killer’s target on his back.

 

4.5 Stars – Reviewer Top Pick! “This was another Honeybun story that had it all, suspense and sexuality and a great mixture of action, humor, and off –the-charts chemistry. This is another example as to why Sam Cheever is on my must-read list.”
~ PaulineMichael Night Owl Reviews

 

“It’s too soft.”

“Sticky?”

“Yeah.”

“Put your hand here…” Nita wrapped her fingers around his wrist and guided him. “Ahh. Okay. Try that.”

Heathcliffe kneaded the silky globe between his fingers. “Yeah. That’s better.”

Nita slipped a fingertip between her lips, her eyes going closed with pleasure. “Perfect.” Opening her eyes she looked at him and laughed. “Your nose is white.”

“It itched. I had to scratch.”

Nita grabbed her towel and stepped closer. “Here, let me get it.” She reached up and wiped flour off his nose. “Better?” Her voice had grown husky, her body melting toward his of its own volition.

“Much.” His dark blue gaze held hers as awareness spun between them, seeming to vibrate on the air. Nita knew she should step away, put distance between them, but it had been so long since she’d felt the things Heathcliffe was churning up in her and she wasn’t in any hurry to end the moment.

He grabbed her wrist as she started to lower her arm. “You have some honey…” His tongue came out and slipped across the inside of her wrist, sending frissons of delight spearing through her. Her stomach jumped, her nipples peaked under her soft shirt, and her thighs tightened.

Nita’s lips parted and a helpless sound of pleasure emerged. Heathcliffe tugged on her wrist, wrapping an arm around her waist as she fell against him.

“I haven’t tasted the muffin batter yet.”

She licked her lips. “Oh” What a strange time to ask for a taste of her… Oh!

His lips lowered, claimed hers, and his tongue swept along the seam, pushing past the weak barrier of her trembling lips to steal a taste. He wrapped both arms around her waist and lifted her, effortlessly so he could deepen the kiss.

Nita’s hands slipped over his shoulders to his throat. Her thumbs caressed the muscular column and rose, to touch his square, bristled chin.

Heathcliffe groaned softly, settling her bottom on the island and moving to stand between her legs. He held her tight, tilting his head to deepen the kiss further, and ran his hands down her back and over her hips, skimming them along her thighs.

Nita broke the kiss and nibbled his bottom lip, moaning. “Oh, god. We need to stop or this is gonna become public sex in a big way.”

Heathcliffe licked her cheek. “Mmm, brown sugar.”

She laughed. “We’re both probably covered in flour and other stuff.”

“Kinky.”

She shoved against his chest. “Help me down from here. You need to behave now. I have to get these things in the oven and start my work or I’ll never catch up.”

Heathcliffe grabbed her hands, lifted them to his mouth and licked each palm, closing his eyes. “Delicious.”

She giggled. “Flour? You have strange taste, Honeybun.”

“No flour. I think that’s all on the ass of my jeans. This is pure Nita. Sweet and spicy.”

She fought the pleasure sweeping through her at his words. “Honeybun!”

His grin was incorrigible. “Not until you tell me you’ve been de-stressed.”

She leaned in, kissed his irresistible, smiling lips. “I am most definitely sans stress.” Picking a lump of dough from his pretty auburn curls, she added, “Thank you. This was exactly what I needed.”

“You’re welcome.” He lifted her down. “Now how much longer do I have to kneed this bread? I’m getting tired of her. In fact, I think I’m ready to see other breads.”

Nita giggled again. “You’re a nut, Honeybun.”

 

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BUY LINKS:

Amazon.com: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00FDTG2IM
Amazon.ca: http://www.amazon.ca/Honeybun-Dude-Ranch-Heat-ebook/dp/B00FDTG2IM
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Kobo: http://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/honeybun-at-a-dude-ranch-1

All Romance eBooks: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-honeybunataduderanch-1303095-153.html

 

Coming in July, 2014!

honeybunontherun-200She’s fighting to protect everything she cares about. He can’t resist a damsel in distress.
But he has no idea how high the cost will be if they fail.

Clovis Honeybun is working undercover to catch the assassin targeting his uncle, Senator Brick Honeybun. But his search is waylaid when he spots a pretty woman being mistreated by a guy who looks a lot like his target. Going rogue on a dangerous hunch, Clovis plunges down a trail that might be the right direction but the wrong bad guy. Ultimately, Clovis discovers he could have to choose between saving the woman burrowing her way into his heart, or a man he’s loved and respected since he was old enough to crawl.

Stay Tuned!

 

Honeybun at a Dude Ranch – Book 6: Honeybun Heat Series – Sexy Romantic Suspense

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She’s hiding from a psychopath. He’s hiding from life. Will they survive to find love?

Depressed by injuries that have sidelined his career, Heathcliffe Honeybun heads to a Dude Ranch for some “alone” time. But the ranch’s pretty activities director isn’t about to let him mope. And if her charms don’t keep him interested, Nita’s dark and dangerous past most certainly will. Especially when it looks like Heathcliffe has a killer’s target on his back.

 

5 Stars and a Reviewer Top Pick at Romance Reviews!  ” HONEYBUN AT A DUDE RANCH is extremely hilarious, romantic and well written; this is truly one of my favorite reads. It’s something that I wouldn’t mind reading over and over again. Page-turning and unputdownable!
~ CozyReader at Romance Reviews

 

“Who are you talking to?”

Heathcliffe turned and found Nita standing outside shivering. He ushered her back into the cabin and closed the door. “What is it with you and going outside without gloves and a coat?”

She frowned. “You aren’t wearing gloves or a coat.”

“That’s different, I’m a big strong man. You’re a tender, susceptible woman.”

Nita looked as if she might hit him, then, amazingly, she laughed. “Why do I feel the urge to arm wrestle with you right now?”

Heathcliffe grinned, glad she appeared to be getting her sea legs back under her. He stepped closer, skimming a bright strand of hair behind her ear. “You wouldn’t have a chance.”

Nita swayed toward him. “I think I could take you.”

He lowered his head. “Really?”

She lifted up on her tiptoes, placing her hands on his chest. “Uh hmm.”

Heathcliffe cupped her pale face in his hands, skimming a thumb over the velvet skin of her cheek. “You’re on. But first I need to do something.”

 

 

His lips touched hers, Nita inhaled his scent, quickly becoming intoxicated by it. Heathcliffe’s hands slipped around her waist, resting gently on her hips. He didn’t draw her in, didn’t rush the kiss. Nita relished the slow movement of his lips against hers, her system thrumming with excitement from the gentle touch.

Awareness brought her body alive, heated her skin and softened her muscles until she couldn’t help swaying toward him. Heathcliffe deepened the kiss, his hands slipping around to pull her in, branding the skin beneath her clothes.

Lust coiled in her belly. Desire swirled in her breast. But more importantly, her self-imposed isolation slipped away in the face of his talented touch. The months of solitude and fear slid to the background of her mind.

She slipped her hands into the back pockets of his jeans and pressed her belly against the ridge of desire growing between them. In response, Heathcliffe took their kiss to the next level, driving his tongue between her lips.

His taste exploded against her tongue. Nita made a helpless little sound of need in her throat, shocked at the strength of his effect on her. She’d held herself away from men for so long. Even before she and Max divorced, she’d been afraid to talk to other men…terrified someone would smile at her, or touch her hand in conversation. God forbid they’d flirt with her.

The hell she suffered afterward just wasn’t worth the risk.

And since people had started to die—well—Nita didn’t dare reach out for companionship.

It suddenly hit her. She was pretty much signing Heathcliffe’s death warrant just by being in his cabin. If she was seen kissing him…

Nita dragged herself out of his arms. “We can’t do this, I’m sorry. I can’t willingly put you in danger.” All of the pleasure she’d been feeling was swept away on a wave of terror for him. She grabbed his hand. “You need to leave. Please? Leave now, tonight. Go back to Indy and be with your family so you’ll be safe.”

Heathcliffe touched her chin but she jerked her face away. “Nita, I’m not going anywhere. My brothers are coming tomorrow. We can handle this.”

She shook her head, tears flowing down her cheeks. Shivering violently she paced away from him. “You don’t understand.” Nausea roiled in her stomach and she had to stop pacing. She dropped onto the couch, breaking into a cold sweat.

Nita twined her arms around her stomach and started rocking. “He’ll kill you.” Her voice came out in a husky whisper, strangled by terror and tears.

The couch cushion dipped as Heathcliffe settled his long, warm body next to her, wrapping her in the throw from the back of the couch. “It’s going to be fine, Nita. I promise.”

He pulled her close, enfolding her in his arms.

Nita shook her head. “You shouldn’t promise. It will be a lie.” But she couldn’t quite bring herself to pull away from the heat and comfort of having him draped around her.

She couldn’t quite force herself to stand alone again. She was so tired of standing alone.

 

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BUY LINKS:

Amazon.com: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00FDTG2IM
Amazon.ca: http://www.amazon.ca/Honeybun-Dude-Ranch-Heat-ebook/dp/B00FDTG2IM
Amazon.uk: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Honeybun-Dude-Ranch-Heat-ebook/dp/B00FDTG2IM

Barnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/honeybun-at-a-dude-ranch-sam-cheever/1115287268?ean=2940148916932

Kobo: http://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/honeybun-at-a-dude-ranch-1

All Romance eBooks: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-honeybunataduderanch-1303095-153.html

 

Coming in July, 2014!

honeybunontherun-200She’s fighting to protect everything she cares about. He can’t resist a damsel in distress. 
But he has no idea how high the cost will be if they fail.

Clovis Honeybun is working undercover to catch the assassin targeting his uncle, Senator Brick Honeybun. But his search is waylaid when he spots a pretty woman being mistreated by a guy who looks a lot like his target. Going rogue on a dangerous hunch, Clovis plunges down a trail that might be the right direction but the wrong bad guy. Ultimately, Clovis discovers he could have to choose between saving the woman burrowing her way into his heart, or a man he’s loved and respected since he was old enough to crawl.

Stay Tuned!

Complete Submission

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Free for the moment to watch her without the possibility of penalty, Tobias studied her as one might a work of art. His gaze swept downward to the curve of her waist and where her skirt billowed outward. Her dark hair brushed against her back like brown silk. The lust she’d drawn from his body only a moment ago took hold of him once more as he contemplated the temptation hidden beneath her wide skirts. In his mind’s eye, he knew exactly how he would pleasure her.

He’d make her cry out just like he had, and then he’d do it again until they were both satiated. As he saw her about to turn toward her, he quickly dropped his head knowing by looking at her he was defying her orders. He wanted to please her, not make her unhappy.

“My Lady,” he rasped. “I am grateful for your attention to my needs.”

“It gave me a great deal of pleasure to take care of you, Tobias.” she said softly as she returned to his side. “And despite that small tear, you even managed to avoid breaking your restraints. It demonstrates the extent of your self-control.”

There was an undefinable emotion in her voice that made him think she regretted not allowing him to bed her. Once more images of him filling her with his cock flooded his head. Almost immediately, he began to hardened. It would be only a minute or two before he’d be able to satisfy her as she’d satisfied him.

“Allow me to satisfy you as well, my Lady,” he said quiet confidence.

She didn’t respond to his request. Instead she turned away. Although his gaze remained downcast, he watched her bend down to pick up her jacket. Frustration blistered its way through him as he watched the burgundy waistcoat cover her beautiful breasts. One hand on her waist and the other at her throat, Tobias knew she was contemplating his offer. Even though he couldn’t see her face, he was certain she was frowning as she considered his words. The deep breath she drew in made his heart sink.

“I don’t think that’s possible.” Doubt riddled her words as she turned to face him. Long, beautiful fingers made short work of buttoning her jacket, and he sensed her uncertainty. It merely strengthened his desire to convince her to let him pleasure her.

“It is possible, my Lady.” Tobias’s body tightened with desire, his cock already halfway to becoming fully erect again. “Let me worship your body with my hands and mouth. Let me satisfy you as no other man has done before.”

“A bold promise.” There was a hint of breathlessness in her voice, but laughter as well. Tobias chafed at her amusement.

“You’ve asked me not to lie to you, my Lady. I am not lying when I say that I know how to pleasure you.” His harsh response caused silence to stretch between them for a long moment.

“I want more than the promise of pleasure, Tobias,” she said in a voice that had lost all trace of amusement. “I want complete submission.”

An icy finger scraped down Tobias’s spine, and the ground shifted beneath his feet as he considered her words. In the past, he’d heard similar words from the Ladies he’d sought his release with. But Mystère’s words held a far deeper meaning than any Lady he’d ever submitted to before. Fear twisted and knotted his gut until he no longer felt the pain in his arms.

She was asking for a part of him he’d never shared with anyone, and he had no intention of doing so now. When he didn’t answer, Mystère closed the distance between them. Her touch gentle, she undid his lace straps then gently pulled his arms downward until his bound hands hung loosely in front of him. The fingers that had gripped him moments ago made short work of the silk tie wrapped around his wrists.

“You may remove the restraints from your legs and dress, Tobias,” she said quietly as she turned away.

It was a signal their play had ended for the evening.

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His Mistress — The Deets

What’s the Premise?

HIS MISTRESS is the first of five BDSM books in my Self-made Man series. The series is about alpha men who surrender to the women who love them. Until they meet their heroine, they’ve only played at giving way to the commands of other Ladies. And I use the words “Ladies” versus “Mistresses” as the codes observed in BDSM today were not clearly defined in the Victorian era. The heroes of this series are all connected through a single benefactor, who pulled them out of poverty and gave them a chance at building a living through their own talents. I’ve already had people asking if John, the mentor of my heroes, is going to have his own story. I hadn’t planned on it, but I might just do that.

What’s the Story?

Tobias’ and Jane’s book is the first in the series. Tobias is a solicitor for Jane’s father who discovers how Tobias takes his pleasure, and proceeds to blackmailed Tobias into marrying Jane. Little does Tobias know, but Jane is a member of the same BDSM club, La Maison de Plaisir Sombres, except she’s in disguise and he doesn’t recognize her. In Victorian England women who indulged in the “sinful BDSM” life ever went without a mask. From there things sort of unravel on Tobias as he struggles with his growing attraction to Jane and her pseudo personality in the club. He thinks he’s falling in love with two women. One who’s just the kind of wife who’ll suit him well in his business and another who will suit him well in the bedroom. What’s a guy to do?

What’s Tobias like?

He’s an alpha, and he’s heroic. He also has this terrible burden that riddles him with guilt. I love him because he’s able to kick ass, but still be vulnerable where Jane is concerned.

What about Jane?

Jane is a wonderful heroine. I really like her. She’s strong, forthright, and not unwilling to take a chance. And Tobias is a big risk for her. If you like the idea of a strong man submitting you without him losing his natural, raw power, I think you’ll enjoy the story.

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What’s Your Pleasure?

HisMistress-800x1200HIS MISTRESS is my first BDSM book. There’s very little kink in the book. I used ropes, a cock-ring, and a belt that never touched the hero’s skin. When I first chose to write a BDSM book, I knew nothing about the culture. That’s where Joey W. Hill came in. She became my mentor and offered up wisdom and guidance as I strove to write HIS MISTRESS.

BDSM has definitions that are as diverse as the people who find satisfaction within the culture itself. For readers, those definitions are just as diverse. Some readers believe that there has to be hard kink in a book for it to be considered BDSM. So what makes a book a BDSM book? Is it the characterizations? Is it the kink? Or is it something different?

When I asked my wise mentor (Joey Hill), she said that in the BDSM lifestyle, it’s whatever the participating individuals make it. Kink isn’t required, anymore than whips or chains are. It’s about what makes the individuals involved happy, no matter what D/s role they play. It’s about consensual agreement and where the lines are drawn. So kink doesn’t necessarily have to be involved at all.

In HIS MISTRESS, I chose to make the BDSM about the psychological attributes of my characters and how they find pleasure in the lifestyle. HIS MISTRESS is set in late Victorian England, and there is very little research material available to have a solid understanding of what the BDSM culture was like during that time period. In fact, it wasn’t even called BDSM back then. That acronym came into being around 1969. So as an author, I enjoyed quite a bit of leeway when it came to doing what I wanted with my characters and how they practiced the BDSM lifestyle in 1892.

So tell me, what’s your pleasure? A lot of kink? Not to much? Or nothing at all?

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Passion in the Study!

Don’t Forget!! I’m giving away a $25 American Express gift card at the end of the party. There are also two digital copies of HIS MISTRESS up for grabs!

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“I said kiss me again.” A sultry smile curved her lips. “Would that be such a difficult task to perform?”

Christ almighty, she wanted him to kiss her again. And she was ordering him to do so. She was a seductress demanding she be pleasured. Temptation threatened to overrule every sane thought he possessed. With one simple act, he’d awoken the beast inside him. A dragon that would devour her in one fiery breath. His gaze didn’t wander from her face as he struggled to devise a reason not to obey her command. In the back of his mind, a realization hollered out at him, but it subsided into the background as he shook his head as if doing so would clear it.

“I don’t think that would be appropriate, “ he choked out. “As you said earlier, a more private setting is called for.”

“Very well,” she murmured as she turned away and walked toward the door.
Relief lashed through him at the realization she’d spared himself and her from the darkness that flowed through his veins the moment she’d uttered her command. Disappointment followed a brief moment later. Bloody hell, he was mad to even consider the possibility of exposing her to his demons.

Tobias took a step forward to follow her then froze in his tracks as Jane locked the door. Disbelief made his muscles draw up taunt as she turned to face him and held up the key for a moment before slowly tucking it down into her bodice.

“There, I think we have all the privacy we could want. Wouldn’t you agree?”

There was a mischievous look on her face, but it was the determination in her voice that said he was in trouble. With a shake of his head, Tobias fought back the urge to give into her demands. Suddenly remembering the door into the earl’s study, he allowed himself a smile.

“I think my best course of action is to take my leave through your father’s study.”

He turned away with great effort as his mind flashed images of the dark, luscious valley the door key was nestled against. Even more dangerous than the image was the voice in the back of his head that said she needed to be kissed thoroughly. Kissed hard until she understood she was playing with fire.

Tobias crossed the floor to the door of the earl’s study and turned the knob. Locked. For a moment, he simply stared down at what should have been his salvation before he looked over his shoulder at Jane. Her lovely mouth curved in a slight smile, she rolled her shoulders in a small shrug.

“Father always locks his office when there are guests in the house.” The amusement he heard in her voice made him growl with frustration. In several long strides he was mere inches from her and returning her satisfied expression with a glare.
“You’ve no idea what you’re asking of me, Jane.”

“Oh, I think I do,” she murmured. “The problem is, you simply don’t want to do as I ask.”

“Ask?” bit out between clenched teeth. “I’d call it more of a command.”

“And would it be so difficult to surrender to my…command?” The softly whispered question was like a velvety iron fist to his stomach. He ignored the question.

“If one plays with fire, one should be prepared to burn, Jane.”

“You say that as if I’m in danger from you.”

“Maybe you are,” Tobias growled as the scent of her invaded his nostrils. God almighty, he wanted to bury his face in her neck just to savor her like one did the fragrance of a fine bottle of wine.

“Then I would like to experience that danger.” She reached out to brush her fingers across his unmarred cheek. “Now kiss me. I’ll not produce the key until you do as I say.”

“Do not forget that I warned you,” Tobias rasped as he tugged her into his arms with a suppressed violence at the way she’d forced his hand.

Not waiting for her reply, he crushed her lips beneath his. Desire pounded its way through his blood as he molded her to his body. Beneath the harshness of his kiss, she froze against him, and he prepared himself for her protest. It didn’t come. Instead, she became soft and pliable in his arms. Deep inside, he shouted the need to stop this madness, but he ignored the warning.

With a sharp nip at the plump skin of her lower lip, he waited for the gasp that would part her lips. A fraction of a second later, his tongue slipped past her teeth to plunder her sweet succulent mouth. Mint and a hint of citrus made her taste cool and tangy. The flavors reminded him of her strength and the occasional mischievous side she kept hidden beneath her serene countenance.

One arm wrapped around her waist, he caressed the side of her throat with his free hand. The pads of his fingers could have been touching silk if he’d not known otherwise. Eager to taste more of her, his mouth left hers to make its way across her cheek and down the side of her neck. A low moan broke free of her lips, while her head fell backward and her breasts press deeper into his chest. Immediately, his hand slid downward to caress the peach-toned swells of her breasts framed by her gown’s bodice. She was lovely, and she didn’t deserve his darkness touching her in any form.

Desperately, he shoved aside the desire she’d aroused in him and prepared himself to secure the room’s key then leave her before he did something he regretted. In an adroit move, he plucked the key from between her breasts. At her small cry of surprise, he swung his gaze up to her face. Cheeks flushed with warm color, she had the look of woman ready for the intimate touch of her lover.

Subtle and feminine, her scent filled his nostrils with a hint of flowers in a summer meadow. The essence of her sank its way into him in a manner that sent alarm bells ringing in his head. Her fresh, feminine fragrance was a direct contrast to the shadows that filled his soul. Eyes closed, Tobias struggled to regain his self-control. His ability to do so was hindered by the sound of her ragged breathing, the softness of her pressing into his hard muscles, and the memory of her sweetly curved breasts.
Erotic images of suckling her nipples while cupping the lush curve of her filled his head. The thought pounded against the barrier he’d created between sanity and desire. With a violent crash, the darkness broke through his restraint and enveloped him like a raging river of fire.

The key slipped from his fingers to hit the carpet beneath their feet with a barely perceptible thud as he bent his head and probed the edge of the cleft between her breasts with his mouth. The quiet mewl of pleasure drifting out of her throat only increased the level of his desire as he allowed his tongue to imitate a more intimate act.

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“I Loved it!” — Joey W. Hill

As you can see by the title, Joey Hill thought HIS MISTRESS was a great read. I was thrilled that Joey, a writer I consider to be the best in the BDSM genre, loved the book enough to share her opinion with the rest of the romance community. This is my first time doing a TRS Party, so bear with me if I edit my posts a bit for clarity. This post posted at 9:45 a.m. and realized I forgot to mention right off the bat that I’m giving away a $25 American Express Gift Card to one lucky reader who comments on any of my posts. I’ll also be awarding a digital copy of HIS MISTRESS to two lucky readers who comment.

I’ll be popping in an out all day to answer comments. The rest of the time, I’ll be sleeping in my Laz-Z-Boy as I’ve only had about 4.5 hours of sleep (long story). In the meantime, here’s a little about my newest release, the never-before-published — HIS MISTRESS

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Goodreads Rating – 4.4 Stars

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HIS MISTRESS is “powerfully done, and the scenes between Tobias and Jane mesmerized me. I loved it!” — Joey W. Hill, author of the Knights of the Board Room series

A sensually crafted BDSM historical romance, HIS MISTRESS is Book 1 in the Self-Made Men series. When Tobias Lynsted is blackmailed into marrying Lady Jane, neither realize they both belong to the same BDSM club, the House of Dark Pleasures. Tobias is haunted by dark secrets, until Jane becomes both his salvation and the mistress of his soul.

One man’s submission to pleasure

As a solicitor seeking justice for victims of violence, Tobias Lynsted must maintain control at all times while working in the seedy underworld of London’s East End. The darkness of his world creates a need for the intimacy and release he can only find in the forbidden pleasure of submission. The kind of pleasure where a powerful man has the freedom to let go of his control for a few sweet moments of oblivion. But when a blackmail scheme forces him to marry, the last thing he expects in a wife is a woman who will satisfy the darker side of his nature.

One woman’s awakening

Lady Jane Grisham has no desire to marry, but choosing marriage over a life of destitution is an easy choice to make. Although Jane knows love is for the foolish, Tobias awakens her most wicked and darkest of desires. In the sinful world of domination and submission, Jane uses her blossoming skills to make Tobias surrender not only his body, but his secrets. But she quickly discovers that the true test of her strength is trusting Tobias with her heart

A passion that overcomes the darkness of the past

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BIO

Profile-200x237A bestselling author of spicy historical and paranormal romance, Monica Burns penned her first short romance story at the age of nine when she selected the pseudonym she uses today. Her historical book awards include the 2011 RT BookReviews Reviewers Choice Award and the 2012 Gayle Wilson Heart of Excellence Award for Pleasure Me. She is also the recipient of the prestigious paranormal romance award, the 2011 PRISM Best of the Best award for Assassin’s Heart. From the days when she hid her stories from her sisters to her first completed full-length manuscript, she always believed in her dream despite rejections and setbacks. A workaholic wife and mother, Monica believes it’s possible for the good guy to win if they work hard enough.

Check out my website where I have the first chapter of all my books available for you to read. http://www.monicaburns.com

Let’s Get the Party Started with a SALE

Hey everyone! Thanks so much for inviting me to the party. Just popping on to let you know that there is a HUGE Memorial Day sale going on right now. (It’s a holiday weekend in the US.) So, if you want to stock up on books for summer, now’s the time. Here’s the books on sale for this weekend only!

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Included in this sale is the first book of my Ecstasy Spa series, Quick Fix.
Click here for all of the buy links and to take a closer look at each book.

Happy Reading!

CONTEST from Sharita Lira

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Lets open up today with a little contest

All commenters on this blogpost will be entered in a drawing to win, a copy of Jayden and a 5GC from Amazon.

I’ll run this contest through tomorrow and announce a winner Monday.

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Something About Jayden Excerpt One

Jaydencover COMING MAY 16th  

My newest release under pseudonym under Rawiya is Something About Jayden. It’s an m/m story with a hot upstart intern and a closeted, married advertising executive. Jayden is more than just a pretty face and Isaac Bridges quickly finds out that Jayden isn’t easily swayed.

 Here is the blurb and an excerpt from my new book releasing from Amira Press.

 

Blurb: It is better to love than inflict pain…

 

Isaac Bridges, married, closeted account executive for Denton & Associates is waiting to take over the company from CEO Silas Denton Senior after he forced Isaac’s father to sign the company over while on his deathbed.  Standing in the way is Silas Junior and upstart intern Jayden DeMario. Jayden’s beauty, intelligence, and commitment to excellence has wowed Isaac so much that Isaac changed his mind about the importance of vengeance for his dad into the vow to win Jayden’s heart. Will Isaac’s decision backfire, leaving him lonely and thus destroying his career?

 

 Married and closeted, Isaac Bridges seeks to win intern Jayden DeMario’s heart against all odds including his own selfish desire to regain his father’s company. After years of being the good son to the homophobic CEO Silas Denton Sr., Isaac wishes to place the Bridges name back in the forefront but will he throw away all his hard work for the young man he obsesses over?

 

Amira Press

 

Isaac grimaced when Silas finished his statement. “Right…I…” When a man approached with his secretary in tow, he stopped talking.

“Isaac? You what, man?” Silas tilted his head, asking a question.

Isaac gulped hard, glancing at the young gentleman coming into view.

Damn, who is this?

Isaac blinked, “I agree, I totally… um, Silas, you got…” Isaac nodded his head in the man’s direction. He could barely form the words looking at this pretty sight standing behind his boss.

Silas turned around. “Oh, hello, and you…are… my goodness, who are you?” He reached for the man and grasped his hands tightly.

Yeah, who the heck are you, sexy man?

“Mr. Denton, this is Jayden DeMario. He’s one of the interns from Roosevelt University.” The lady with him smiled sweetly and winked at Isaac. “Hey, Mr. and Mrs. Bridges. You both look amazing tonight.”

Isaac had to change his focus and stop staring at the hot young intern. “Well thank you. I’m really loving that dress on you, Tamela. It’s uh…” Isaac didn’t want to be disrespectful to Debra, but he had to do something not to give away his interest in Jayden.

“Oh, thanks.” Tamela gushed and kissed him on the cheek.

When Debra elbowed him, Isaac squeezed her hand and glanced in the direction of the intern who’d moved away from them.

Maybe it was for the best they did. Jayden was a beauty, tall and of Latino decent. His black ponytail reached the small of his back. Even through the suit, Isaac could tell the man took care of himself. He’d love to see more of that up close and personal. Shit.  Dark brown eyes lay behind those black frames, and his face chiseled from stone; perfect nose and narrow cheekbones, and the chin. Damn, the man was so well put together he looked like he just stepped out of a magazine or movie.

Who was this kid, and when could he start so he and Isaac could get to know one another before Silas corrupted him?

“Isaac. You okay?” Debra’s voice broke him out of his trance.

Isaac glanced down at her and pulled her hand up to his lips. “Sorry about that, honey, but I think I just found love. And I… I swear, I don’t think I’ve ever been hit like this.”

“Whoa, babes.” Debra whispered to him, looking around her while she talked. “The kid? I mean, he is pretty hot, but he’s an intern. Didn’t you just tell me about dating men half my age?”

“Yeah, I did but… I mean, look at him.” Isaac peered over at Silas, most likely wooing him with his Twitter account followers and the spiel on being his favorite boy. Isaac had to admit he’d probably be doing the same thing if he had the chance.

“Isaac, you don’t wanna date where you work. That’s dangerous, and besides, again, you told me about Darnell and…”

“And that was for you, my friend, not me.” Isaac cleared his throat, hoping to get Silas’ attention and meet the man in person. “Hey, um, Silas, you need another drink or…”

Silas looked up and laughed, taking Jayden by the hand.

Oh, hell, it might be too late to save him from Silas.

“This, my friends, is Jayden DeMario, our new intern. I think I’m going to put him under your tutelage, Isaac. You’re great at what you do, and the man seems to know a lot about our company.”

Yes!

Isaac smiled, wishing he could do a silent fist pump.

Jayden’s eyes widened when Silas stopped speaking. “So… you mean I got the job? I…”

“Of course, young man. You’re…” Silas moistened his lips and gripped his palm. “You’re too smart and well qualified. I’d love to have you on my team. So… this is Isaac Bridges and his lovely wife. Isaac, Jayden DeMario. Let me inform the ladies at the front that the position’s been filled. They can turn away all other interns for the evening. We found our man!” Silas let go of Jayden’s hand and grasped his shoulder instead, shaking it. “Why don’t the two of you get acquainted?” Silas slapped Jayden’s back and walked away.

Isaac held out his hand for Jayden. Once they connected, a shot of adrenaline went from his hand straight to his cock. Damn, this was only the first meeting, and the man already had an effect on his libido. “Nice to meet you, Jayden. I’m, uh… very excited to work with you. This is my beautiful wife, Debra.”

“Hi, Jayden, lovely to meet you.”

 

BIO: RAWIYA is the more sensual erotica writer in the BLRawiya duo. She loves multiracial characters who overcome obstacles other than race. Sweet, sassy, and spicy would be the best way to describe her work. Happily married mother of two, loves music, computers, and travel. She blogs regularly at Wicked Sexy Writers. For more please visit the Rawiya’s blog on WordPress

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