Friday, 29 April 2016

If you love dark romance: Beast by AJ Adams is out!

Warning!
This book contains explicit scenes of dubious consent, graphic violence and sex.


Beast
By AJ Adams
Published April 03, 2016
Price US$2.99

     He stuck the knife in the ground and stripped off his leathers. The tunic came off, revealing a long, lean, muscled torso, covered in tattoos. Snakes ran up and down his arms, his pecs and his shoulders. A skull blazed on his chest.
     Then he was pushing apart my legs, settling between my thighs, leaning over me. He smelled of smoke, leather and musk. It was terrifying, like being at the mercy of an animal.



Falsely accused, Wynne is determined to clear her name. However, a trip to petition the Steward at Brighthelme turns disastrous when the Beasts, fearsome warriors from the frozen north, raze the city. When Wynne is carried away, she’s determined to regain her freedom but Rune, her captor, has other ideas.

Beast is set in Prydain, an imaginary place that combines Anglo-Saxon England with Medieval England, the Teutonic Kingdom and the Viking Age. This story contains kidnapping, dubious consent and graphic violence, however, it is a love story rather than a dark romance. It is a standalone novel; no cliff-hangers.

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Monday, 25 April 2016

One Broken Promise by Deanndra Hall

One Broken Promise, A Citadel Series Novella
By Deanndra Hall
Originally released as part of the Loving Dangerously Box Set

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Blurb

Hayden Patterson has a simple rule.

And he’s never broken it. Sleeping with a woman more than once simply isn’t going to happen. He’s always managed to hang onto his resolve, and so far, no woman’s ever blasted her way through. It’s one and done, with no prospect of ever having anything permanent. His childhood gave him that thinking and he has no plans to ever change.

Two women alone, and one of them is in more danger than anyone realizes.

It’s hard being a teenager. Kacey Flournoy knows that all too well. Stuck in a school district full of snobby rich kids, she doesn’t fit in on her single mom’s salary. When she’s cast as a bully, it only gets worse – especially since she’s the one being bullied. And her poor mom, Delaina, doesn’t know what to do. Since Kacey’s dad died while serving in the military, it’s all she can do to put food on the table.

When Hayden draws his first assignment through Citadel Security, he can’t believe it. No way does he want to follow a poor little rich girl around all day to guard her from a bully. It doesn’t take him long, however, to figure out that something’s terribly wrong. And when he tries to right it, he meets the one woman who just might make him break his long-standing promise. That would mean he’d have to let go of the past, but he’s sure he’s not ready and he never will be.

A novella nestled between the first and second books in the first spinoff series from the Love Under Construction series, One Broken Promise takes the hunted to the hunter, the oppressor to the oppressed, and one very scared man to a place that will bring him to his knees. If you’ve ever been bullied, you’ll feel the pain. But you’ll also taste the joy of a promise broken.


WARNING: Strong, graphic sexual situations, a heinous criminal act against both an animal and a person by a seriously sick individual, and a suicide. For readers 18+ only.

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About the Author

For as long as I can remember, I've been a writer . . .
and it has served me well. I wrote for local publications, wrote marketing and advertising materials, wrote for academic publications, and eventually grew jaded with the writing profession as I often watched others take credit for my hard work. I retreated into the world of 3-D art in the fiber and textile mediums and hid out in a world of colors and textures. But, truth is, there was always a story or two in my head. It wasn't until Nikki and I met in my imagination that I decided it was time to let those stories out, and I'm glad I did. My readers now get to enjoy the fruits of my imagination and, believe me, it runs wild!

On the personal side, I've been happily married to my lover and best friend for over thirty years, and I have two wonderful adult kids who've blessed me with two excellent choices of life partners. When I'm not writing, I'm playing with my three crazy little dogs, hiking in a local recreation area, kayaking, working out at the gym, tending my herbs, cooking, or doing some kind of research.
But I'd really rather be writing!

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Friday, 22 April 2016

Review One Night in Vegas Anthology

One Night in Vegas (The One Night Series Book 1)One Night in Vegas
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

I was curious about this anthology because it’s a good chance to see what mainstream US erotica is like. ARC sent for honest. review.

Winner Takes All by Mari Carr
A cute story about a couple who end up sharing a room - and their BDSM fantasy. Friendly and fun. Nicely written. Classic story line. I’ll recommend this author to friends.

Stud Poker by Red Phoenix
A fun concept about a poker ‘truth and dare’ game between a Dom and a chance-met woman. I have read Phoenix stories before and really liked them but this was a bust for me. Shey was fun but at the very beginning, when the man with the ginger kitten asks Master Anderson what he does for a living, and he blows off the polite conversation with nasty crack, he came across as an arrogant arse. I went off him, and that was that for me.

Wild Card by Angel Payne
A wedding party and a Scots bloke in a kilt... Slickly written and there’s nothing wrong with it but I didn’t connect with the characters. I suspect it was too American for my taste.

Hard Hand by Sierra Cartwright
A Sub meets a Dom she’s fascinated by at a masquerade, so she feels she can approach him. A classic story-line of the sub who can’t express her needs. I thought the Dom was a bit odd, because he seemed afraid of expressing his needs too, but it was a well told story. I’ll look into more Sierra Cartwright stories.

Sin City Submission by Jenna Jacob
This is the one story in the anthology that I would read again. Basically a Dom and Sub think they’re in a rut and try to shake things up. I loved the way they worked together, their relationship felt real, and it was interesting. I’ll definitely read more Jenna Jacob!

No Lucky Number by Victoria Blue
A sweet ménage story. Classic story line, nicely written. It reminded me of the Tymber Dalton stories. I’ll recommend this author to friends.


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Wednesday, 20 April 2016

Charlotte and Byron - sweet couples erotica on Kindle!

When Master Byron makes a pass at Charlotte the housemaid, and some unexpected visitors turn up, the cupboard beckons. A sweet erotica romance short story.


Lady Charlotte, the only daughter of Henry de Maine, Count of Summerville, is a law onto herself.Unlike the other gently bred maidens of Plantagenet England, Lady Charlotte does exactly what she wants, when she wants. She also has a reputation for rejecting suitors. However, when Lady Charlotte meets Sir Byron, the gallant knight just returned from the Crusades, she may have met her match…

Charlotte loves her part time job as stringer but yearns to be a full time journalist. When her boss tells her the promotion hangs on interviewing the famous musher Byron Keenainak, Charlotte is determined to deliver the story. There’s only one problem: Byron is a notorious recluse. Undaunted, Charlotte resorts to every trick in the book to trap and interview her handsome quarry. 


Monday, 18 April 2016

Review You Don't Own Me by Georgia Le Carre

You Don't Own Me (The Russian Don, #1)You Don't Own Me by Georgia Le Carre
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Dahlia Fury, a sweet ordinary heroine, helps out her roommate by giving one of her clients a massage. However, the client is Zane, an enigmatic Russian Mafiosi, and when he falls for Dahlia, he cons her into becoming his sex slave for a month.

I had the impression this would be a dark read but as Dahlia is irresistibly attracted to Zane, and thoroughly enjoys her predicament, it's a straightforward romance. This is a classic story, but for me the plot and characters were a little light. It also ends in a cliff-hanger. I don't mind huge plots being presented in parts but with this simple tale I'd have preferred it to be complete.

Overall it's a fun, light-hearted entertainment. If you liked Fifty Shades, you'll like this.

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Sunday, 17 April 2016

Brotherhood of Misfits: Book Two: Paul by Khai L. Bayne


Brotherhood of Misfits: Paul, Book Two
By Khai L. Bayne
Romantic Suspense, Mystery
Available: April 16, 2016

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Blurb

Not all things that glitter are made of gold.

My name is Paul Kian McKinnon. I grew up with upper class, wealthy parents who had successful jobs, the best education money could buy, friends in all the most popular circles, and of course ideal grades. My good fortune spilled over into my adult life. To most people my life is what you would call privileged. At first glance you would think I have everything together, healthy bank account, beautiful house, good job, and great friends. Everything is perfect, until… The door to the outside world closes.

At home everything falls apart. In this place, I am my most vulnerable. Every night I try silence my inner demons in a sea of sleeping pills and alcohol, but sometimes that isn’t enough. Sometimes it gets to be too much and I need to do more than simply just dull the anxiety, pain, and the all-encompassing numbness. Yes, I know it’s not healthy, but it’s all I have… Well that and my brothers, the Misfits as we are called.

We were all brought together thanks to the kindness of Jethro-Elijah Shepard. Through his compassionate heart and stern beliefs, we’ve grown up together into strong, loyal, friends. We’ve celebrated each other’s wins, as well as comforting each other in our loses. Those men have been more of a family to me than my own flesh and blood, and yet I still can’t bring myself to share the darkest parts of me. They won’t understand because they see me just as the rest of the world does… Perfect.

What would happen if I dropped the mask and let it splinter like the pieces of my broken soul?


Would they save me?
The better question is… Do I want to save myself, or do I just want to fade away into the abyss of pain and suffering?

Am I ready to peel away the beautiful covering and let them look at the ugliness underneath?

In order to find out you’ll have to read my story, and trust me when I say… it won’t be for the faint of heart.


(This is the Second book in the Brotherhood of Misfits series. It can be a stand alone BUT to full get to know the characters it is best to read Book One.)

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About The Author

Growing up in a small town Khai L. Bayne always had an over active imagination. The only girl in a family with two boys, many of her nights (and some days.) were spent finding creative ways to pass the time. The daughter of a long time "Trekkie" and "Sci-Fi Junkie", you could say it was imbedded into her DNA to be a fan of the paranormal world. Now over three decades later, her depraved imagination and love for the world of "Grown- up make believe". She has decided to share her depravity with the rest of the world.

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Friday, 15 April 2016

Review Punishing Me by Cat Mason

Punishing Me (Shaft on Tour Book 6)Punishing Me by Cat Mason
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Punishing Me starts with Ireland, a young musician, being seduced and abandoned by Dominick Bradford. Fast forward a few years and we see Ireland as a successful rock star. However, she’s a bit of a mess, not trusting men but using them quite happily. Then Dominick comes back into her life.

The first two chapters really captivated me, but then the story became awfully confusing. The first two were from Ireland’s point of view, and from the story, I thought that her minder, Jared, would be the foil for Dominick. But Jared disappeared and then we got Mack’s point of view. It took me a while to figure out Mack is also Dominick. It was further complicated by other characters were coming in with their stories: a dad with his kid, a guitarist with his pregnant girlfriend... I’m assuming this is legacy stuff from the other books, but very often I had to struggle to figure out who was who.

Verdict? The writing style is superb, and the characterisation wonderful. 5 stars for those two, but the name changes and number of people wandering in and out was confusing and that interfered with the plot development.

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Wednesday, 13 April 2016

The Redemption of Julian Price

Title: The Redemption of Julian Price
Author: Victoria Vane
Genre: Historical Romance
Release Date: April 11, 2016


Blurb

She gave him a chance to bury his past… but the price would be his heart.. 
Burdened by the past… Orphaned at a young age and left to run wild, at eighteen Julian Price joins the fight against Napoleon in the hope of attaining honor. Devastated when his best friend, Thomas, is killed in battle, Julian returns home burdened with guilt, only to find his wastrel uncle has squandered his inheritance. 

Desperate to live her own life… Facing a future of drudgery caring for her aging mother and raising her brother's children, Henrietta Houghton believes her chance at a real life died with Thomas, the only man who ever wanted her. But Henrietta is still full of dreams. When her wealthy aunt, offers her a gift of ten thousand pounds, Henrietta finally has the chance to choose her own destiny. 

Everything has a price...With a fortune at her command, Henrietta offers Julian a marriage of convenience, unaware that she really offers Julian a means of salvation—not just his fortune, but his very soul.

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Excerpt

“What is it like?” she suddenly asked.
“What is what like?” he replied carefully, wondering how the devil to extricate himself from this damnable line of conversation.
“Coupling with another,” she said.
“It’s impossible to describe,” he replied. “There is no other comparable experience.”
“Then I don’t understand why so many women regard it as an unpleasant duty.”
 “Perhaps some are soured by a clumsy first experience or by a selfish or insensitive lover.” 
 “I know the first time can be painful, but what do you mean by selfish and insensitive?”
“Must we continue this conversation, Hen?” he pleaded. “It’s damnably awkward.”
“Why?” she asked. “I have questions, and you have answers. There is no one else I can ask about these things. Do you honestly think Harry or my mother would tell me anything?”
“What about your married sisters?” he suggested.
She bent to pick another flower. His gaze lingered on the outline of her arse. To his chagrin, he was once more feeling stirrings below. Why was he having such lustful fancies about Henrietta when he had a willing mistress to warm his bed? Maybe that was the trouble? He’d been too long away from Muriel. But Muriel wasn’t the one currently inspiring his sexual fantasies.
“They would only blush and titter and speak in euphemisms,” she continued. “All I want is to understand what I would be giving up if I do not wed.” She lowered herself to the grassy bank and cast her gaze out over the shimmering water with a sigh. “They say one does not miss what ones does not know, but I don’t think that’s really true, do you?”
“From a man’s perspective, you would be right,” he agreed. “The sexual drive is very strong in men. We instinctively know what we are missing.”
“But women don’t?” she asked.
He tied the horses and sat down beside her. “Perhaps some do,” he agreed. “But those are generally women who make themselves available to satisfy men’s lust.”
“You speak of prostitutes? But I thought you said any woman could enjoy . . . coupling.”
“It depends on both the man and the woman,” he said. “If a man only seeks to satisfy himself, she is unlikely to experience any pleasure.”
“So a man must desire to please a woman?”
“Yes, Hen.”
“Oh. That’s interesting. I didn’t know that. Does it also hurt a man the first time?” she asked.
“No,” he answered tersely.
“So it’s always pleasurable?”
He hesitated and then shook his head, recalling the utter humiliation of his first sexual experience. “No. Not always.”
“You mean it wasn’t for you?” she softly prompted.
“It was at first, and then it wasn’t,” he replied.
“I don’t understand you,” she said. “Would you please explain?”
Julian hesitated to speak of what he had never shared with a soul, not even Thomas.
“Please, Julian,” she persisted.
Suddenly restless, he stood and scanned the bank for a skimming stone. “Do you recall the week before my sixteenth birthday when Winston arrived with four carriages full of guests?”
“Yes,” she laughed. “Who could forget? He supplied the village with a year’s worth of salacious scandal. Is it true what the servants said?”
“That he hosted a week-long orgy? Yes, Hen. And once he realized it was my birthday, he took it upon himself to initiate me to manhood.” It was only then that Winston even remembered his existence. In retrospect, Julian wished he hadn’t. In that single week, Winston introduced Julian to all manner of vice—gaming, drinking, and whores. Eager for acceptance, Julian had embraced it all. He might have pitched completely into the moral abyss were it not for Thomas, who’d brought him back from the brink.
“My first experience was at the hands of one of Winston’s whores.” He sent a stone bouncing over the water.
“But you didn’t enjoy it?” she asked.
“I did until she recounted the experience in minute detail to the entire party. I was utterly humiliated while they all had an enormous laugh at my expense.”
“How cruel! I’m so sorry,” she whispered.
“Me too,” he said.
“Sometimes I try to imagine what it must be like to be with someone that way.”
That remarked snagged his attention. “You fantasize, Hen?”
“I don’t know. Sometimes I have kissing dreams.”
“Kissing dreams?” he repeated. “And who exactly do you kiss in these dreams?” Was it Thomas or someone else? Did he really wish to know?
“I don’t know,” she replied. “You know how vague dreams can be.”
Her pink tongue darted out to wet her lips.  Was it a subtle invitation? Did Henrietta desire to be kissed? Julian tamped down the powerful urge to do just that. For once begun, he could never end it with just a kiss. He’d grown uncomfortably aware of her physically and feared he would soon be fully aroused. Kissing her could only end in ruin, shame, and disgrace.
We should return now,” he said abruptly.
“But it’s still early,” Henrietta protested. “Can’t we stay here for a while? Harry won’t return for hours yet.”

 “That is not what I needed to hear, Hen.” He’d resisted the urge to kiss her, but any more time alone with Henrietta would only be tempting the devil. “Let’s go. Now.” Before I do something I shall surely regret.

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Victoria Vane is a bestselling author of smart and sexy contemporary romance and an award-winning author of historical romance. Her books have received many accolades to include the 2016 Red Carpet Award for Jewel of the East, 2014 RONE Award for Treacherous Temptations as well as Library Journal Best E-Book romance of 2012 for The Devil DeVere series.
 







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Tuesday, 12 April 2016

The Gift by Storm Chase - Free on Kindle Unlimited!

The Gift: An Erotic Romance In Kiev
By Storm Chase
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When Tony rescues three of Kiev's most notorious Mafiosi, he is showered with gifts, including Max, a Goth beauty with purple hair. At first determined to send her home, Tony quickly discovers they share a passion for clubbing and Scotch as well as a mutual horror of relationships. Is this a match made in heaven, or destined for disaster? A lighthearted romance with fully depicted love scenes.

Excerpt
“You’ve got no wife, no girlfriend but many women,” Vasyl rumbled.
Tony shrugged. “Sure.” Uneasily he wondered if Vasyl wanted to take him clubbing. He hoped not. Going out on the town with Vasyl was certain to be a bore.
“It gave me an idea.” Vasyl strode to the door and opened it.
One of Vasyl’s bodyguards pushed a girl into the room. Her long black trench coat looked incongruous against her purple hair and dog collar. She was carrying a guitar case and two large suitcases.
Oh Christ! Tony thought in horror. Surely not!
“She’s yours,” Vasyl said happily. When he snapped his fingers, the girl took off her coat hastily. She was wearing a black lace dress over a purple shift, violet tights and tall chunky shoes. She had a lovely slim body but it was shaking with fear.
Tony shut his eyes for a moment, but when he opened them again, she was still there. This wasn’t a bad dream then. Even so, Tony felt like he’d fallen down the rabbit hole. Except that Wonderland was turning into Horrorland.
“I picked her because she’s from your country, but if you prefer a blonde...,” Vasyl offered expansively.
Tony made a swift decision, “She’s perfect.”

The girl looked over at him. Suddenly she smiled and gave him a surreptitious wink. Tony was startled by the change in her. The fear fled, revealing a lovely heart shaped face with huge violet eyes and a mischievous expression.
“She’s yours to keep,” Vasyl rumbled. “If you get bored, tell me and I will swap her.” He leaned in closer and rumbled, “And if you kill her accidentally, call me. I can fix it.”
“How very kind,” Tony said politely. “I don’t think that will be a problem.”
The girl was looking at him now with a wide grin. But when Vasyl cast a glance at her, the smile faded and she swallowed nervously. Tony felt a stab of pity for her.
Vasyl stood up, ready to go. “We are brothers now,” he said sentimentally. “My private contact.” He pressed a card into Tony’s hand. “We should have a drink soon.”
“Sure, your brother has an office in the same building as mine. Maybe we can all meet.”
Vasyl looked stunned and then laughed. “You’ve been checking up on us too?”
“I like to know who I’m dealing with.”
Vasyl gave him a punch on the arm that was certain to leave a bruise. “We’ll be good friends,” he said. “By the way, my people will be around to keep an eye on things. So don’t worry about being followed.”
Tony lifted an eyebrow. “Oh?”
“Just for a few days,” Vasyl rumbled. “Not everyone thinks you’re a hero.”
“Shocking.”
Vasyl laughed. “I do love that English sense of humour!”

As he walked past the girl, Vasyl mumbled something. When she sagged at the knees, Vasyl laughed and exited. As the door closed behind him, the girl exhaled. She looked like she was about to faint
Now she’ll have hysterics, Tony thought with a sigh. He’d better call the ambassador to say he couldn’t make it.
The girl took a deep breath. “Thanks ever so much,” she said. “Wasn’t that awful?” She had a light lilting accent that he couldn’t place.
To Tony’s utter astonishment, she giggled. “For a moment I was petrified,” she announced. “But when I saw you looking at Vasyl like he was some sort of exotic bug, I knew you were alright. He’s a real horror, isn’t he?”
“Quite.” Tony could see that despite her insouciance, her knees were trembling. “Come and have a whisky,” he said gently.
She sank into the sofa with a sigh and caught sight of the bottle standing on the table. “Laphroaig!” she exclaimed. “And the Quarter Cask Single Malt too!”
“You like whisky?” Tony asked. Instead of offering her a small nip for shock, he poured her a double.
“Love it,” she said simply. “I spent half of my life in Islay, so Laphroaig is like mother’s milk to me.” She sniffed it appreciatively. “Water of life,” she announced.
Tony stared at her. The sweet educated voice didn’t go with the looks.
“I should introduce myself,” she said apologetically. “I’m Max.”


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Sunday, 10 April 2016

Review One Last Song by Kristi Cramer

One Last Song (The Boys of Syracuse, Kansas #3)One Last Song by Kristi Cramer
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

In a modern American cowboy country and western story, Kylie is the local girl who wants to make it big as a singer - and sexy hero Jax is so crazy about Kylie that he wants whatever makes her happy. So when Kylie is offered a deal that promises to put her on the path to stardom, they both jump at the offer. However, the deal proves to be a ruse and the two find themselves kidnapped and at the mercy of a mad woman.

This is a thriller written quite prosaically, so think Grisham and Turow rather than a passionate dark romance with lots of emo. I can see it as a screenplay as it has a decent plot and likeable characters, but I would have liked a bit more edge.

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Friday, 8 April 2016

Polar Reaction by Claire Thompson

Title: Polar Reaction
Author: Claire Thompson
Release Date: April 8, 2016
Genre: M/M/M Romance


Blurb


A passion hot enough to melt a glacier. A love that shakes them to the core.

The savage Antarctic winter is closing in, and three research scientists are scheduled for the last flight out until an unexpected blizzard traps all three of them in the compound. There’s Tuck, who only joined the project to be close to sexy-but-straight Brendan, the man of his dreams. And Jamie, who has always admired the other two from afar.

Thrown into a dangerous situation, the three of them turn to each other for survival, solace and more. As Brendan overcomes his confusion over his impulses, the trio begin a sexual exploration that explodes into passion and unbridled lust.

Yet once the rescue helicopter airlifts them to safety, Brendan comes to his senses, returning home to his carefully constructed, closeted life. But there’s a Brendan-shaped hole left behind in Tuck s and Jamie s hearts. There’s only one way to fill it by breaking through Brendan s reserve to reclaim the man they both love."

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Excerpt


Brendan stepped out of the bathroom just as they turned to enter. He was fully dressed, not that this surprised Jamie. Brendan smiled and ran his fingers through his hair, which was dark gold when wet.
Jamie hooked his thumbs into his back pockets, aware this dragged his jeans down enough to reveal most of the snake tattoo. He stared at Brendan, daring him to notice. Brendan’s gaze swept over both men’s bare chests and he caught his lower lip in his teeth.
“We wondered if you were ever coming out.” Tuck’s voice was teasing. “Looks like you’re all dressed up and no place to go.” Tuck sidled closer to Brendan and tugged at the top button of his outer shirt. “We turned on both heaters. You won’t need all these layers.”
Brendan stood stiffly, allowing Tuck to unbutton his shirt and push it from his shoulders. If Tuck was aware of Brendan’s discomfiture, he gave no sign. “Let’s watch a movie. We can use your laptop.”
They walked into the sleeping quarters. Having something to do seemed to ease Brendan’s anxiety. He went to the laptop and flipped open the lid. “I should check the weather too.” He sat down and began to type. His brow furrowed and he frowned. “Fuck.” His voice was quiet, but Jamie heard the anguish in it and glanced up sharply.
Brendan looked from him to Tuck with a pained expression. “We lost it again. The satellite connection.” They were all silent. What was there to say? Jamie took a deep breath and exhaled. He was done panicking over the situation.
When he’d cried, something he hadn’t done in years, it had somehow cleansed him, not only of his sorrows, but of his fears. Whatever was going to happen, he wouldn’t change it one iota by flipping out. What Tuck said was true, this was all they had. Today, this moment, this life, this was it. No dress rehearsal, no do overs.
He looked from blond, sexy Brendan to dark, handsome Tuck and smiled, surprised that his calm wasn’t forced. He shrugged. “We know they’re monitoring the situation. They aren’t going to forget about us. It’s not like they could get through now anyway. We might as well relax and enjoy the time we have together, right?”
Tuck’s expression eased, the worried pucker between his eyebrows smoothing. “You’re right, Jamie. Where’s that Southern Comfort, anyway? It’s kind of growing on me.” He turned to Brendan. “What DVDs do we have that we haven’t already watched six hundred times?”
“Steve had the big collection.” Brendan paused, pursing his lips. “I actually have a few old movies you might like.” He moved toward his cot and opened his footlocker, rummaging through piles of rumpled clothing. He held up a DVD case. “How about this? A classic.”
“What is it?” Tuck asked.
“Lawrence of Arabia.”
Tuck raised his eyebrows. “With Peter O’Toole?”
“Yep.”
“That’s a great movie.”
Jamie, not familiar with the movie and barely aware of who Peter O’Toole was, perked up. “Who, Lawrence of Arabia or Peter O’Toole?”
Tuck laughed. “Lawrence, though O’Toole was awfully convincing…” Jamie found himself more interested in the movie.
Brendan popped the DVD into the laptop and turned it toward the sofa, their usual spot for watching movies. Tuck touched his bandage and made a face. “I think I should probably lie down, don’t you? Why don’t we set up the laptop so we can see it from my cot? We can keep this double bed setup.”
“Yes, of course. I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking.” Brendan shifted the card table so it was facing the cots, while Tuck winked at Jamie, who grinned. The situation was funny in a way, the two of them plotting to seduce the straight guy, everyone tiptoeing around what they knew was going to happen.
Jamie still held himself back. He wasn’t going to push himself between those two, but he wouldn’t be a jerk either, playing hard to get. He’d just go with the flow and see where it took him. He busied himself with pouring portions of the sweet, strong liquor into the juice glasses. Tuck, meanwhile, rearranged the pillows so they were resting against the wall.
The three of them settled in, leaning back against the pillows, their drinks in hand. By unspoken agreement, Jamie and Tuck lay on either side of Brendan. They watched the movie awhile, sipping their drinks. After their second round, they set their glasses aside and focused on the film, which so far, to Jamie’s surprise, was pretty good for something made forty-five years before.
“Hey, ” Jamie observed. “That O’Toole guy actually looks like you, Brendan.”
“You think so?” Brendan shrugged.
“He does look like you.” Tuck turned from the screen to examine Brendan’s features. “It’s your wavy hair. And also the sensual mouth and the strong jaw line.” He ran a finger along Brendan’s jaw. Jamie watched, fascinated, as Brendan actually shivered to Tuck’s touch.
Jamie scooted closer so his leg was touching Brendan’s. He dared to drop his hand to Brendan’s thigh. Brendan turned toward him, his gaze moving from Jamie’s hand to his face. Tuck’s hand appeared on Brendan’s other thigh. Brendan’s head whipped in his direction.
Tuck’s voice was soothing. “Relax, Bren. We aren’t going to eat you. We just want to touch you. To explore a little. That’s okay, isn’t it? We all agree we want this, right?”
“Yeah.” Brendan’s voice was soft. He allowed Tuck to push at his shoulder until he was lying flat between them. On the screen, Lawrence appeared over the top of a huge simmering sand dune, his white robe whipping in the wind, but Jamie stopped even pretending to pay attention.

He slid down beside Brendan, moving his hand along Brendan’s thigh to his crotch. Boldly, he cupped the inviting bulge, delighted to feel it harden beneath his fingers. He met Tuck’s eye and they smiled complicity. However nervous Brendan was, he wanted this.




About The Author


Claire Thompson is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who has been writing for nearly two decades, and has published over 60 novels. She writes BDSM romance and non-con abduction tales, spanning both m/f and m/m genres.


Her love affair is with all things D/s (Dominance/submission). Her work began as a romantic exploration of the BDSM life style, and then veered somewhat to the darker side of fantasy. She loves delving into the dark psyche of a twisted mind, and gaining insight into what might motivate such a person to do what they do. She does not create all black and white villains and heroes, but rather strives to develop real, complex and flawed human beings.


Claire doesn't want to simply provide an erotic thrill or evocative description. She seeks not only to tell a story, but to come to grips with, and ultimately exalt in the true beauty and spirituality of a loving exchange of power. Her darker works press the envelope of what is erotic and what can be a sometimes dangerous slide into the world of sadomasochism. Ultimately her work deals with the human condition, and our constant search for love and intensity of experience.
  

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Tuesday, 5 April 2016

Review Wicked Weapon by Cari Silverwood

Wicked Weapon (Dark Hearts, #2)Wicked Weapon by Cari Silverwood
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Very dark and seriously twisted.

In this second book, Zorie is learning to resist the mesmers thanks to her dark mentor, Mr Black, now revealed as Mavros. Grimm is around too, trying to learn mesmer secrets and falling for Zorie. However, the Zorie and Grimm are captured and Mavros can't protect them.

Can't say more after this because of spoilers, however, there is lots of gore, and some torture that I had to skip over. If Dark Hearts were a fight, I'd say this is the bit where the heroine is getting creamed and then rediscovers her mojo. There's less humiliation and a sense that Zorie now has a fighting chance. But if you're looking for a romance, forget it. Dark and twisted, Wicked Weapon isn't for the faint hearted.

It's well written, beautifully paced and the characters are superb. I liked Mavros and I was intrigued by Grimm's predicament and the evil mesmers are properly nasty. Living horrors. Zorie is a star; def someone to have on your side in a fight.

I'm dying to see how it ends but honestly, it's so dark that I'm thinking I'll read the third part with one eye closed.

ARC delivered for an honest review.

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Monday, 4 April 2016

Punishing Me, Shaft On Tour by Cat Mason

Punishing Me, Shaft On Tour, Book 6
By Cat Mason
  Release Date: April 2, 2016


Book Blurb

Being the new bassist for Shaft is a dream come true for Ireland Tyler. Sold out stadiums and screaming fans are just bonuses to being able to play music she loves. The only downside is it brings her face to face with a blast from her past and her only regret: Dominick Bradford.

The second in command of security for the band may go by Mack now, but all Ireland sees is the boy who used her and left her broken hearted when they were just seventeen years old. Could this be her chance at revenge after all these years, or will it cause old feelings to rise to the surface and cost more than she is prepared to give?

Mack has been the number two and the butt of most jokes for as long as he can remember. When he is suddenly thrust into the top dog position he is determined to prove he has what it takes to run the security team during the last leg of the tour.

The only thing he didn’t count on was Ireland Tyler.


The wild and crazy bassist is far from the sweet and naïve girl he met all those years ago and it has him wondering how well he really knew her at all. Will Mack be able to resist her and do his job, or will he be consumed by the flames and be the one left wanting more this time?

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About The Author

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Cat Mason is a thirty year old, married mother of three. When she isn't writing; she is spending time with her kiddos or reading. She was born and raised outside of St. Louis, Missouri, just over the Mississippi River in Granite City, Illinois. Cat writes romance of all kinds with twists of humor.

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