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Happy Sunday! Hope you've all had a good week. I'm slowly getting my yard tamed from last fall's neglect (due to hubby's surgery) and working on the next North Woods Wolves book. It has evolved into a life of it's own, but that's another post. ;) Today, I share with you Abel's Obsession by Lynn Burke. This book is freaking HAWT. Hope you enjoy! Be Warned: BDSM, restraints, sex toys, anal sex, spanking A young man of religious fervor and self-control, Abel Beiler has every intention of honoring his parents and being baptized into the Amish church. The woman with red curls and flashing green eyes in the back of a convertible, however, makes Abel wonder what life with the English might be like.
He strives to withstand temptation, but the memory of the woman he yearns to dominate, coupled with the explicit images in his cousin’s filthy magazine, threatens his restraint. Red, his sinful obsession, haunts his shameful dreams and becomes a secret part of his life. When faced with truth beyond faith, Abel must decide where he belongs—with the Amish community, or the woman who owns his heart. Evernight: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/abels-obsession-by-lynn-burke/ Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0757FM2KL Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0757FM2KL Excerpt: Much later and hoarse from singing for two hours, my curiosity overrode my better sense, and I followed Eli into the hayloft of their barn. While I held the kerosene lamp, he climbed high into the rafters and returned with a magazine clutched in his hand. “Got this from my new English friend, Toby.” He sat on a bale, opened the magazine, and turned it toward me. Lust kicked me in the gut, and I couldn’t speak. A naked woman lay spread eagle and bound by ropes to a bed, a blindfold and some sort of ball gag in her mouth. A man loomed over her, whip in hand. Tear streaks lined the woman’s face. Red slashes marked her thighs. Wetness coated the pink folds of her sex, glistening, and set my mouth to watering. The image burned into my brain—submission in an entirely different way than the Old Order’s definition of the word. Spirituality is submission, is what had been reiterated in my ears since childhood. Self-surrender. The willingness to give up oneself to the community and Gott’s chosen leaders. I soaked in the sinful picture, and for the first time in my life wanted power. Wanted control. I wanted a woman’s submission like the man in leather beside her owned. Unable to tear my gaze off the image, I struggled to swallow. “Didn’t know people actually did this shit.” Eli’s curse, the first I had heard from him, barely registered past the blood rushing in my ears. My body tensed as longing to be the man standing over that woman, whip in hand raced through me faster than any thoroughbred—or car. The image of Red flashed in my mind, and suddenly it was her bound to the bed in the picture, breathing heavily, trembling, and begging for me… ABOUT LYNN BURKE: Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life. Social Media Links: Website: http://www.authorlynnburke.com/ Blog: http://authorlynnburke.blogspot.com/ Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Author-Lynn-Burke-555282497937461/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/AuthorLynnBurke Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Lynn-Burke/e/B00TGC9SJW Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/authorlynnburke/ Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/13130238.Lynn_Burke
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Happy Sunday! Sorry I've been a bit MIA. Lots of craziness at home means mom gets much less computer time to get anything posted (or written). This week, I've got Jacey Holbrand and book 2 in her Helldorado Mongrels MC series - Seduced by Him. ~ * ~ BLURB ~ * ~ Wolf shifter and member of the Helldorado Mongrels MC, Dante “Tex” Valentin is restless and dissatisfied. He goes on a ride in search of excitement, never expecting to encounter his mate—a human male, who disrupts his world. Jarrod Russell is envious his brother, Cameron, found love. Wondering if fortune will ever smile on him the same way, he runs into a man who rocks his world. A man he believes could be the love of his life. When Jarrod and Tex’s paths cross again, a passion-filled night connects them. Because of who they are, though, they’re in danger from the Mongrels. Will their relationship be over before they even have a chance to love? Be Warned: m/m sex, anal sex, language, violence ~ * ~ BUY ~ * ~ http://www.evernightpublishing.com/seduced-by-him-by-jacey-holbrand/ - Evernight Publishing https://www.amazon.com/Jacey-Holbrand/e/B00OE91T62 - Amazon https://itunes.apple.com/au/author/jacey-holbrand/id897158125?mt=11 - Apple http://www.barnesandnoble.com/s/jacey+holbrand?_requestid=1400524 - Barnes & Noble http://www.bookstrand.com/jacey-holbrand - BookStrand https://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/search?query=Jacey%20Holbrand&fcsearchfield=Author - Kobo https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/jaceyholbrand - Smashwords ~ * ~ EXCERPT ~ * ~ The crowd’s excitement grated on Tex. Didn’t these people feel anything for a fallen comrade? Especially those related to the deceased? How could Preach be happy about a death of a family member? Two short and quick horn blasts signaled everyone’s dismissal. Tex turned to head back to the clubhouse and grab a beer. The fight hadn’t perked up his mood. He had to do something to shake his disquiet. Maybe I’ll go hold up a store. Thumbs hurried to his side. “You sure you fine? You don’t seem fine. You know if you fight you never die. You not related to anyone here.” “That’s true,” Tex replied. He hadn’t been a miner’s dog or a feral one. He wasn’t a Shinan wolf. He was from a Nagul shifter line and had traveled to Nevada, back in the gold and silver rush days, to find his fortune. He’d just happened to have been in wrong place at wrong time and got cursed with the rest of the poor animal souls in the area. Yet like Thumbs reminded him, it was a good thing. No one here could murder him since only immortals of the same breed could kill each other. Like Kane and Preach both being from the Shinan bloodline. Unless, of course, it was Tabu wolf against Shinan wolf. They could do each other in without blinking. Maybe that was it. He missed having family nearby, actual family, not brothers made so because of some club. Perhaps it was time to escape the ’pound and return to Texas. That didn’t feel right either, though. He hadn’t given his family much thought in over a century. Why would he care now? Besides, like it or not, the moment that crazy renegade Native American, Queho, had uttered his spell, Tex had become a member of the El Dorado canyon pack, and even though the gang drove him nuts sometimes, he wouldn’t give them up for the world. The thought of losing connection to a group again, family or not, distressed him. He shook his head. “I assure you, Thumbs, I’m good. Just something in the air bothering me.” “Must have allergies. Come to garage. You help me with bikes. Air in there stinky. You’ll feel better.” Tex followed Thumbs, thinking that tinkering on some engines couldn’t hurt and might even help get his mind off his uneasiness about what he’d been scenting on the breeze. Plus, it’d keep him out of trouble, like robbing a store. The fragrance, reminding him of home cooked meals, brought up memories of happy times filled with laughter and love in the house with his mother and grandmother and other family members. He’d always heard stories about wolf shifters discovering their mates due to scents they enjoy, but he didn’t believe he’d ever experience the phenomenon. And the fact that he’d picked up on his mate? It made his inner animal stir with sexual desire again. Maybe his life was about to get interesting after all. ~ * ~ BIO ~ * ~
Jacey Holbrand believes life and love comes in all forms and should be celebrated. She’s committed to her muse and writing so she can share her stories with readers. Hot days. Sexy nights. Come play in her world. Jacey loves to hear from readers! Click the link to eMail her: [email protected] ~ * ~ STALK ~ * ~ https://jaceyholbrand.wordpress.com/ - Website/Blog https://twitter.com/JaceyHolbrand - Twitter https://www.facebook.com/jacey.holbrand - Facebook http://www.facebook.com/pages/Jacey-Holbrand-Author/584389541594430 - Facebook Page Happy book birthday to me! :) Alpha's Beta, North Woods Wolves Book 2, is now live everywhere!!! Look at that cover. Isn't it gorgeous?! I simply adore Jay Aheer at Simply Defined Art, the artist Evernight uses.
Here's the important info: For Jordan Dumas, being an Alpha with no responsibility has been a pretty sweet gig. He does as he pleases, and sleeps with whomever he wants to. So when the mating bond is triggered, his world is flipped on it's head. His mate is submissive and closeted--two things he's not interested in. Erik Allaire has spent his entire life being trained for a position he doesn't want. When he suddenly has the opportunity to follow his own desires, he doesn't know what to do. Especially when those desires come in the form of Jordan Dumas. He's never felt such passion, but can't imagine expressing these fragile new feelings with someone whose reputation as a player precedes him wherever he goes. Whether or not they want each other, they inevitably need each other. As their bond slowly grows, danger closes in on all sides. And when their worlds finally collide, only trust can save them. Be warned: M/M sex! buy it here: Evernight Publishing Amazon Smashwords Barnes & Noble And here's a teaser for you: Jordan pushed the door shut behind him and swept Erik into his arms, capturing him into a heated kiss. “God, I’ve missed you, little wolf,” Jordan panted. “We can’t do this here,” Erik replied, just as breathless. “What are we doing? I wanted to talk to you. Isn’t that allowed?” Jordan swallowed Erik’s reply with another kiss. “This isn’t talking,” Erik said between kisses as Jordan backed them against a wall. “I don’t hear you complaining.” Jordan palmed Erik’s crotch, rubbing his hand over the hard bulge of Erik’s cock. A soft sigh escaped Erik. “You drive me crazy, you know that? I can’t get you out of my head. I needed to get you alone before I lost my mind.” Jordan nuzzled Erik’s neck, basking in his scent. Erik turned his head, nipping Jordan’s ear and drawing a warning growl from him. Jordan felt Erik’s smile against his cheek. “Oh, you’re in trouble now, little wolf.” Jordan dropped to his knees, popping the button of Erik’s jeans as he went. “What are you doing?” “What does it look like?” He dragged the zipper down and freed Erik’s cock, smiling when a soft moan came from Erik at the first lick of his tongue against the engorged member. Jordan pulled Erik deep, flattening his tongue and relaxing his jaw. He knew he could deliver an amazing blowjob in record time. Jordan enjoyed performing oral sex no matter the gender of his partner. Giving someone such intense pleasure without taking any for yourself was, at its core, a power trip that fed his need for control. Erik bucked his hips, his breath coming in stuttered gasps and pants. Jordan felt Erik’s body tense a moment before the orgasm hit. With a loud cry, Erik erupted, his salty essence filling Jordan’s mouth. He greedily sucked it all down, not releasing his hold on Erik’s cock until the spasms stopped and he’d swallowed every last drop of his mate. Once Jordan’s hands no longer held him in place, Erik slid down the wall on shaky legs. “Holy shit,” he gasped, eyes closed. Pride—his stupid, Alpha male pride—puffed out Jordan’s chest. “Told you you were in trouble,” he smirked. “Now that we both feel better, let’s get out there and take our places with Cassie and Kieran.” Jordan stood and held his hands out to Erik, who let himself be pulled up. “And later we can finish what we started. I need you in my arms again, little wolf. The merger is official, there’s no reason to keep this secret any longer. Tonight is for Cassie and Kieran. We can make our announcement tomorrow.” Erik’s hand fell from his when Jordan turned for the door. Confused, he looked back to see that Erik hadn’t moved from his spot against the wall. “Erik?” “I don’t know if we should continue this. If we should do what you said.” “What the fuck, Erik? Do you want this or not? Make up your goddamned mind! I can’t take this shit. You say yes, your body says yes, your fucking wolf says yes, and then you turn around and say no again.” “What if the other packs don’t accept us?” he whispered, and Jordan could see the fear in Erik’s eyes. “Then they fucking don’t!” He knew his voice was rising, but so was his frustration. “It’s just like with Cassie. The other packs didn’t like the idea of a female Alpha until she proved them wrong. So we prove them wrong!” Jordan stepped up to Erik and firmly grasped his head. “And we do it together. Our Alphas are on our side. The rest of them can go fuck themselves. Hell, if half of those old bastards knew what their sons were doing behind closed doors … don’t worry about it.” “I don’t know if I can do that,” Erik replied. “I don’t know if I’m strong enough.” Jordan clenched his jaw and turned away from Erik in an attempt to control his rage. “You better figure it out real goddamned fast, little wolf.” He threw an angry glare at Erik, who stared at his feet. “Because if the answer is that you can’t, then one of us is stepping down and moving away. I’ve tried to be patient with you, but I’m about done with it. It’s a simple fucking answer. Yes or no. Pick one and stick with it.” Jordan stormed from the room, afraid that he was leaving his heart behind forever. Hello again all! Sorry for missing last week! Things were a bit crazy. :) Today I give you Winning the Campaign Manager by Lucy Felthouse. Cade Avery is running for a position on his local county council. He’s extremely good at what he does and is a valuable asset to his community. The trouble is, he upsets people, says the wrong things, and rides rough-shod over other people’s plans and ideas. His assistant, Mary, eager to improve Cade’s public image, hires him a campaign manager. Quentin Rayworth is thrilled to be working with such a formidable public figure. It’ll be a challenge, but he’s confident he can help Cade to win the election, and knows that the achievement will look impressive on his CV. It’s soon clear that the two men are set to be an excellent team. That is, until Cade’s werewolf makes its intentions known—in Quentin, it has found its mate, and it will not rest until he has claimed him. But can Cade—and his wolf—win over the campaign manager? Excerpt:
“You’ve done what?” Cade Avery yelled, fixing his long-time friend and colleague, Mary Summers, with a glare. He slammed his hands down on his desk, making a bunch of pens jump and rattle, and causing water to splash over the side of his glass. “Why the hell would you do such a thing?” Mary, by now used to Cade’s temper and frequent outbursts, didn’t flinch. Standing firm on the other side of his desk, she calmly stated, “You heard me, Cade. I’ve appointed you a campaign manager. And as for the why, I think it’s pretty damn obvious.” “Not to me,” he grumbled, snatching a handful of tissues from the box in his top drawer and swiping irritably at the liquid he’d spilled. “Seems like an unnecessary expense.” With a heavy sigh, Mary replied, “Do you want to win this bloody election or not?” “Yes, of course I do. What sort of a stupid question is that?” “Well then, you need a campaign manager. The rest of the team and I already have enough on our plates. We can’t handle that side of things, too. Not to mention the fact that you really need someone with … expertise … in that department. Someone who can boost your public image, make you more likeable … you know, so people will actually vote for you.” Screwing up the wad of soggy tissue and dumping it in the wastebasket beside him, Cade snapped his gaze to Mary. She stood, the ever-present iPad clutched against her chest, looking as determined and immovable as a five-feet-one, slim thirty-five-year-old was ever going to get. He sat back in his chair and folded his arms. “What’s wrong with my public image?” Rolling her eyes heavenward, her body tensing, Mary’s cool demeanor actually looked on the verge of cracking. Taking a deep breath and releasing it, she looked back at him. “Give me strength, Cade. Are you fucking serious?” She may have used the deep breath and probably a considerable amount of willpower to dampen down her physical reaction to his question, but her actual words gave her true state of mind away. As a rule, the word “bloody” was as bad as it got for Mary. To have enticed a “fucking” out of her, and within the same conversation, no less, meant she was in real danger of losing her temper with him. And despite her diminutive frame and usually chilled-out personality—especially in comparison with his huge frame and fiery personality—when she did lose it, she was utterly terrifying. Possibly the fact that she rarely got angry was what made it so potent when she did. Mary’s ire could turn even the thickest-skinned person into a blubbering wreck. “Mary,” he cooed, backtracking quickly, “come on, sit down. Why do you always insist on standing up in here?” “Because, unless we’re having a meeting, I don’t generally need to stay long. I normally impart my information, you give your feedback, and we get on with our day.” She shifted restlessly and narrowed her eyes. “But today, it seems, you’re having a bit of a brain fart. Do I really need to spell it out for you?” Raising his eyebrows at her increasing irritation, and wondering if there was something going on in her private life that was making her so touchy, he nodded. “Yes, I really think you do.” A few seconds of silence passed, in which Mary again seemed to be getting a grip on her irritation. She finally said, “All right. But don’t forget; you asked for it.” Amazon (universal link): http://mybook.to/WTCM Evernight Publishing: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/winning-the-campaign-manager-by-lucy-felthouse/ BookStrand: http://www.bookstrand.com/winning-the-campaign-manager-mm Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/35581577-winning-the-campaign-manager Author Bio: Lucy Felthouse is the award-winning author of erotic romance novels Stately Pleasures (named in the top 5 of Cliterati.co.uk’s 100 Modern Erotic Classics That You’ve Never Heard Of, and an Amazon bestseller), Eyes Wide Open (winner of the Love Romances Café’s Best Ménage Book 2015 award, and an Amazon bestseller), The Persecution of the Wolves and Hiding in Plain Sight. Including novels, short stories and novellas, she has over 160 publications to her name. She owns Erotica For All, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more about her writing at http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk, or on Twitter or Facebook. Sign up for automatic updates on Amazon or BookBub. Subscribe to her newsletter and get a free eBook: http://www.subscribepage.com/lfnewsletter |
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