Tuesday, 4 March 2014

Check out my interview with author Steve McHugh!

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His name is Nathan Garrett, but he’s also known as Hellequin. And murdering one of his friends and trying to blow him up is a good way to get this centuries-old sorcerer’s full attention…
An old friend’s dead body, a cryptic note, and an explosion that almost costs him his own life propel Nate headfirst into a mystery involving a new threat from an old foe. Now he must piece together the connections between a grisly series of tattooed murder victims, an imprisoned madman, a mysterious alchemist, and a deranged plot to usurp the throne of the hidden realm of Shadow Falls, rival to the power of Avalon.
Can Nate avert the coming slaughter, or will he become the latest to fall in this clandestine war?
With the story careening between modern-day New York and Ontario and 1977 Maine, With Silent Screams continues the gritty and action-packed mix of urban fantasy and ancient mythology that mark Steve McHugh’s popular Hellequin Chronicles.

AUTHOR INTERVIEW


Please tell us a little about yourself
My name is Steve McHugh. I’m originally from a small town in South Yorkshire, England called Mexbrough, but I currently live in Southampton with my wife, 3 young daughters and pet bearded dragon called Kaiju. I’ve been writing to some degree or another since I was at school, but Crimes Against Magic was my first published work, which was in 2012. Since then I’ve published two sequels (the most recent of which was With Silent Screams) and a novella.

How did you come up with the idea for your book?
Like everything I’ve ever written the start of the idea comes from a tiny spark from something that interests me and it grows from there. In this case it was the idea that someone would murder the main character, Nathan Garrett’s, friend and then try to kill him. I wanted to know how he’d react to that. Badly for those involved was the answer.

As Nate used to be Merlin’s assassin, I also wanted to show more of the people who make up his past, hence Galahad. The two of them grew up together as friends in Camelot, but something happened to split that friendship and I wanted to explore that.

When did the characters first pop into your head?
Nate’s always in my head and has been for years. Which sounds terrifying, but it means I can figure out how he’d react to a situation with relative ease.

Apart from Nate, the first character I knew I wanted in the book was Galahad. I wanted someone from Nate’s past, someone who had known him for a long time, someone who definitely wouldn’t take any crap from Nate. Having two people, both sort of vying for that alpha-male spot, made for some fun interactions.

Without giving away any spoilers, was the story always straight forward for you to write, or did it pop up any surprises along the way? 
Each of my books has two storylines. One set in the current time, and one set in the past. As Nate is a 1600 year old sorcerer, I’ve got a lot of past to choose from, but the past story has to link to the present one, otherwise what’s the point?

Once I’ve got the present plot figured out, the past portion of the book comes along pretty easily. But I don’t tend to plot out in detail. I usually have the main plot points I want to get to and roughly who is doing what, where, but the actual detail of each chapter I leave until I start writing it. If I did it any other way, I’d only ignore it and change things anyway, so this makes my life considerably easier. And it’s nice to be surprised.


Where do you like to write?
My office is my usual writing spot. It’s away from everyone else in the house and it’s quiet. Most of the time anyway. But I can usually write anywhere. I can block out noise around me, so it’s usually not too difficult to get a few things down when I have time.


Do you read a lot?
I used to read all the time, but I don’t get as much chance as I used to. I usually read a few books a month, alongside some comics. I’m just pickier about what I read these days.

Who are some of your favourite authors?

I have so many favorite authors from so many different genres; Terry Pratchett, Neil Gaiman, John Connolly, Dan Abnett, Gail Simone, Sarah Pinborough, Jim Butcher, Stephen King, Warren Ellis, Greg Rucka, Robin Hobb, Richard Morgan, Kelley Armstrong, Karen Travis and many, many more. Those are just the ones off the top of my head.



And last but not least, have you any words of wisdom for aspiring writers out there?
Write what you like, what you enjoy. Don’t just write something because it’s popular or because someone told you that’s what you should write. Because if you don’t write something you care about, your readers will notice and can always tell what work an author put their heart into.

AUTHOR BIO
Steve’s been writing from an early age, his first completed story was done in an English lesson. Unfortunately, after the teacher read it, he had to have a chat with the head of the year about the violent content and bad language. The follow up ‘One boy and his frog’ was less concerning to his teachers and got him an A.
It wasn’t for another decade that he would start work on a full-length novel that was publishable, the results of which was the action-packed Urban Fantasy, Crimes Against Magic.

Steve McHugh lives in Southampton on the south coast of England with his wife and three young daughters. When not writing or spending time with his kids, he enjoys watching movies, reading books and comics, and playing video games.

 
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Monday, 3 March 2014

Come check out Doris O'Connor's Interracial BDSM, Through The Dom's Lens :)

Today the wonderful Doris O'Connor is here with her newest story Through The Dom's Lens, which releases TOMORROW PEOPLE!!!!!!! Take it away D :)

Thanks so much for having me here today, Dee, with my Interracial BDSM romance, Through the Dom's Lens.

I read an interesting article recently, about what Men really see when they look at you, and you could sum it up as such.

Whatever you don't like about yourself, chances are your man loves it, because it makes you unique. Add to that my gran's saying that men want something to hold onto when they fuck… (Yes, she really did say that to me, when I was modelling back in Germany and starving myself to be skinny.)… and I do wonder why so many of us struggle to just accept what and who we are.

Sure there will be men, who prefer skinny women, just like there will be men who prefer curvy ones, and plenty of other themes in-between. We all have a type we go for after all.

Here comes another saying from my dear gran. For every pot there is a lid. In other words there's someone out there for everyone. Sometimes you just need to kiss some frogs before you find your prince.
 
Now, in Sally's case she kissed one rather ugly frog that made her not only wary of men, but means she hates her picture taken. Add to that the fact that she really wants to experience the lifestyle, and it narrows the field even more. 
 
So, when her sister asks her to step in for her at this photo shoot, she can’t resist temptation, even though she is full of self-doubt and apprehension.

It falls to Master J to convince her that she is exactly who he's been looking for…


Blurb:
Sometimes doing a favor can change your life forever.

Never one to rate her curves, Sally thinks her glamorous sister has lost the plot. Stand in for her at a photo shoot with the most sought after bondage photographer ever?

She'll be laughed out of the studio, or arrested, or both. However, the temptation to actually meet the man she's been secretly lusting after for months proves too hard to resist.

Junsako cannot believe his eyes, when Sally turns up. It's been a long time since the Dom in him felt such an instant pull to anyone. All those curves will look beautiful in Shibari suspension, and Sally proves to be a born submissive. If only she would let go of her body issues and see the beautiful woman he sees through his lens.

Only one thing to do—convince her—with as much kinky sex as possible.

Excerpt:
"I want you to do something for me, pet. I want you to close your eyes and remember that feeling."
She frowned at him, but her eyes fluttered shut and after a while she smiled.
"Good, you're there in your mind?"
"Yes, Sir, I think so."
"Good girl, now open your eyes and look at the screen again." She tensed immediately and her smile slipped, but she did open her eyes and glanced at the screen. He'd changed the image to a slide of the process of her being bound. The first one showed her stood in front of him, looking nervous as hell, and she tensed even more when she saw it.
"What do you see, pet? Truly look at the picture, past the body, concentrate on your facial expression and remember how you felt."
She bit her lip, and her nose screwed up in concentration, but eventually she answered him.
"I was nervous…" she glanced at him and then continued in a whisper, "and turned on."
"Good girl, now the next picture. What do you see?"
In this shot she was half in her chest harness and blindfold, and Junsako hardened as he, too, remembered the heady thrill of binding her soft flesh in the rope. The picture didn’t do the eroticism of the art justice. In his mind's eye, however, he heard her soft sighs and mewls, he felt the rope slide through his fingers and mark her skin, as she sank further into that blissful state of submission.
Sally remembered it, too, if her increased breathing and the dampness seeping through his sweat pants were any indication. He didn't say anything else, afraid to break the moment, just continued to bring up picture after picture, until she wriggled on his lap, and he was hard enough to pound concrete again.
By the time they were back at the picture he intended to use, tears were falling down Sally's cheeks, but she was smiling this time.
"Thank you, Sir, for helping me remember what it felt like. I still see a fat woman, though. I know I'm not skinny and … oh."
The breath whooshed out of her lungs when he stood up with her and flung her over his shoulder. It was a matter of moments to cross the distance to his bedroom, and Sally shrieked when he threw her on the bed face down.
Before she had even stopped bouncing he grabbed her ankles and yanked her down until her ass hung over the edge with her knees on the floor. He kicked her legs apart, and took a moment to admire the view in front of him. With a flick of the remote he turned on the ceiling spotlights. The soft lighting illuminated Sally's shapely ass. With her legs spread wide, he had a perfect view of her glistening pussy. Her cunt got wetter the longer he just stood there and watched her, and when she tried to push herself up on her elbows he urged her back down on the bed with his hand flat on the small of her back.
"Stay still, pet. It amuses me to watch you like this. You have the most perfect ass, my love. It will look even more beautiful when it's pink from my hand."
Sally whimpered, and more of her juices slipped out of her clenching hole.
"I'm going to spank that ass now, and then I'm going to fuck it. My little pet will like that, I think. Give me a color, pet."
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Sally's heart beat so fast in her ears she was sure she'd have fallen to the floor had she not been lying down already. Junsako's dirty words made her so wet her juices were sliding down her inner thighs, and she found it difficult to concentrate on his words.
An open handed spank to her left ass cheek stung, and before she could open her mouth another one followed to the right side this time.
"I asked you a question, pet. What color are you?"
"Gr-green." She murmured the words into the cover, as he dug his fingernails into her tender skin and grabbed a generous handful. That should have mortified her, but somehow it didn't.
"I can't hear you, pet."
His strained voice soothed her concerns. He sounded like a man aroused, and it gave her an enormous thrill that he wanted her just as badly as she wanted him.
"Green, Sir. I'm so green. Please don't stop. I—"
The next spank set her ass on fire and sent her further up the bed, until her hips dug into the edge. It was padded, with little hard nobbles, and just the right height to stimulate her clit, as she discovered with the next few well-placed open handed swats from his hands. He hit a different spot on her ass every time, and with the added stimulation from the torture devices attached to the side, she was close to coming in record time.
Higher and higher she flew until time lost all meaning, and all that mattered was the breathtaking pause before he spanked her again. When he finally stopped heat radiated from her ass all over her body in rolling waves of bliss, and she ground herself against the edge. So close, she was so damn close.
Junsako grabbed her hips and pulled her away from the bed, and Sally whined her protest.
He kissed her shoulder, and chuckled into her neck, as his whole body seemed to engulf her. His hard cock nestled in the cleft of her ass, and he delivered little bites along her back, parallel to her spine. Every sharp sting made her moan, interspersed as it was by his murmured words.
"So beautiful, my pet. This luscious body belongs to me, and you will not come without my permission, will you, pet?"


Releases with Evernight Publishing March 4th. For all other buy links, please click here.
Check out a Bonus Scene from this story here on my blog.

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Author Bio:
Glutton for punishment would be a good description for Doris... at least that's what she hears on an almost daily basis when people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to toddler and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with children, pets, dust bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic goddess she is not.
There is always something better to do after all, like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the locals even more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her characters tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will find Doris burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any peace and quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.
She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.
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Sunday, 2 March 2014

***REVIEW*** Uncovering You by Scarlett Edwards

Uncovering You by Scarlett Edwards

When I wake up in a dark, unfamiliar room, I have no idea what's waiting for me in the shadows. My imagination conjures up demons of the worst kind.

Reality is much worse:

A collar with no leash. A prison with no walls. And a life stripped of meaning.

I am presented with a vile contract and asked to sign. It outlines the terms of my servitude. The only information I have about my captor are the two small letters inked at the bottom:

J.S.

Armed with only my memories, I must do everything I can to avoid becoming ensnared in his twisted mind games. But in the end, it all comes down to one choice:

Resist and die.

Or submit, and sign my life away

I received a copy of this book from the author in exchange for an honest review after hosting her cover reveal. 

I read this over the space of a couple of hours. I enjoyed it, it was rather different to books I've read before. 

I didn't really know what to expect after reading the blurb but lets say it was a really intriguing read! It kept me hooked and wanting to know who had kidnapped Lily, where she was and why.
The way Lily was kept shocked me a little, and the contract did too. Read it and you'll know what I mean. But I'm glad you find out who is behind it.

Memories from Lily's younger years are a nice input in the story too, will they have more meaning in the second installment though? 

I'm looking forward to book 2 :)

Saturday, 1 March 2014

***REVIEW*** Whiskey Sour Noir by Mickey J Corrigan

Whiskey Sour Noir by Mickey J Corrigan

Tami Lee Conkers knows her own mind, and she knows she has gotten herself into trouble by falling for the handsome, well-educated Cat Avery.  She knows better, as the man is a registered sex offender who has served his time and now tends bar, but she believes his claim of innocence.
Having lost everything–career, family, home and reputation–Cat thinks he has figured out who set him up for the crime he didn't commit. He is determined to seek revenge.  All around him, life is going from bad to worse until Tami Lee comes a callin'.  Without Tami's help, Cat's life is over.  
As the world spins out of control around them, can Tami justify leaving her life behind for this troubled man?



I grabbed this book when it was free on kindle, the blurb seemed interesting, and Mickey visited my blog a little while ago and chatted about it.

Its a short novella with a taboo subject behind the story.
Tami-Lee meets the new bartender in her littls home town, and what a sight Mr Cat Avery is! But we soon find out that Cat has recently been released after being arrested for having child pornographic photos on his work computer. He swears he waa set up, but being labelled a SO (sex offender), will people believe him? And is he telling the truth? 

Well Tami-Lee will soon find out as they end up in bed together, and soon he moves into her motel room with her.

I liked both characters in the story. Tami-Lee is a bit of an...erm...tart shall we say? She is known as rhe girl who flirts and sleeps around. But after meeting Cat you see a softer side to her (kind of) as ahe starts to really fall for him. Cat was rather sexy, and quite friendly too. 

A nice little novella, I'd definitely read more of Mickey's stories.

**** 4 stars

Friday, 28 February 2014

Leighton Del Mia 'Hero' release Blitz

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Title: Hero
Author: Leighton Del Mia
Release Date: February 27, 2014
Genre: Dark Erotic Romance Standalone
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Calvin Parish They call me Hero. I defend. I protect. I ask for nothing in return, and that makes me good. Doesn’t it?
That which makes me the ultimate predator also feeds dark impulses I’ve learned to control—until I bring her too close. For years I’ve watched her from afar, but what started out as duty has become obsession.
Cataline Ford I work hard. I play by the rules. I’m content. My scars are quiet and invisible, and that keeps me hidden. Doesn’t it?
One fateful walk home, I’m taken by someone I didn’t know I should fear. Captive and afraid, nobody will tell me why I’m confined to this hauntingly beautiful mansion. I’m given everything; I have nothing. He takes what he needs from me, and for that I hate him. But I might have loved him once.
And just because you’re reading this doesn’t mean I survive him.



Excerpt 
He’s swimming toward me, closing in, and I retreat until my shoulder blades hit the lip of the pool.
“Your fate is in my hands,” he says.
“I accept that,” I say. His surprised expression is so rare that I almost lose my train of thought. “What I can’t accept is not knowing my fate. If you’ll just tell me if I’ll live or die, tell me what I’m doing here, what my purpose is, and if it’s . . . forever, I promise—I will be better.”
“You ask for a lot.” He steps within inches of me so our faces almost touch.
“Tell me that, and I won’t ask for anything else.”
He raises his hand to run his thumb over my cheekbone. The room is silent save for the acute splash echo of pool water. His fingers slide down my face and under my hair, where they wrap around the nape my neck. “You look sexy when you’re wet, Cataline.”
My eyelids threaten to close, but I force myself to hold his gaze.
He lowers his mouth to my ear. “You’d make a beautiful mermaid,” he whispers. “But, then, how would I fuck you?”

 
 
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Leighton Del Mia lives behind large sunglasses and under massive headphones. She can usually be found behind and under these things at any Starbucks on the West Coast, which is where she writes twisty books between sips of black coffee.
 
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Keep Me (A Hero Novella)
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“I will disappoint you. I will hurt you. If I could be different, I would. But I don’t think I can.”
Declarations and sacrifices have been made. After three years, a better life is finally on the horizon. But when the past leaves marks that are both painful and permanent, is there ever such a thing as starting over? Can memories be replaced or forgotten—and should they be? Keep Me is a follow-up novella for Hero readers who want a glimpse of life after breakfast. It is only intended to be enjoyed after Hero and is not a standalone. It is entirely optional and not essential to the original plot.
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Wednesday, 26 February 2014

High Stakes Loving Release Blitz by Fiona Archer :)

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Title: High-Stakes Loving (King's Bluff, Wyoming #2)
Author: Fiona Archer
Genre: Erotica / BDSM
Publisher: Siren Publishing 
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Synopsis
Former SEALs Quinn and Mike have discovered in King's Bluff, Wyoming, a town that embraces ménage and BDSM lifestyles. Even better, they found a sweet woman they could love--if they could only gain the shy librarian's trust. Overhearing that she adores capture fantasy books, the two Doms know exactly how to get her attention.
Trapped between two experienced Masters, Reagan surrenders. They're commanding, determined, yet gentle, and everything she ever wanted. Even as she learns what it is to be cherished, a secret from the past emerges, threatening her reputation. She hires her lovers to investigate, expecting them to be on her side. But the damning evidence they uncover rocks their relationship. As pressure for the truth mounts, danger stalks Reagan. Someone out there believes secrets are best left buried. Long-held misconceptions and fears stand in their way, risking their futures and allowing the threat closer. The three must fight as one for their love to survive.  
Excerpt
Mike pushed the door closed with the kind of unhurried movement that reeked of confidence. He leaned back against the wood, crossing his arms over his chest. Quinn stepped forward, hat in one hand and a black gym bag in the other. She frowned and glanced up at his face. “A SEAL always keeps a bag handy. Mike and I have everything we need in here.” He dropped the bag at his feet, followed by his hat. “Everything?” She guessed he meant more than a clean shirt and deodorant. “For tonight anyway.” Quinn stalked forward, his body now so close she had to lift her chin high to meet his gaze. “Reality-check time. I’ll ask you again. Do you want this, Reagan? Because we’re not some pansy-ass Ken doll version of Doms.” He caught her wrists and drew them behind her back, holding them there with one hand. Her pussy throbbed. She tested his hold, wanting, no, needing to struggle. He tightened his grip. Firm. Inescapable. Quinn used his grip to push her up against him. “You’re caught, sweetness. And that’s just a preview of things to come. We’re gonna order you about, tie you up, eat your pussy till you’re begging us to let you come, say no because that’s the kind of bastards we are, then we’re gonna eat you up all over again.” He lifted his free hand and ran his thumb over her bottom lip. “I want to discover all the ways you light up when we bury our cocks inside that warm heaven between your legs. You’ll come when we say so and not before. Defy us and you’ll be punished. Still interested?” Dominated. Tied. Theirs. Her mouth opened but her voice refused to cooperate. Mike pushed off the door. “We need the words, Reagan.” “Y-yes.” Quinn lessened his hold until her hands fell away to her sides. Somehow, the action left her…bereft. “Strip,” Mike ordered. “Here, in the hallway?” They had to be kidding. Mike’s mouth pressed down in a harsh line. But it was his cold stare washing over her like an icy bath that made her gulp. She hurried to remove her shirt and tank top. Her fingers struggled to get a grip, as if covered in woolen mittens. Why did the guys have to stand so close? Dragging the tank top over her head, the easy-fit cotton now impersonated skin-tight spandex, hooking on her elbows until with one hard pull, she managed to lurch free. Sexy, Reagan. With her gaze lowered, she dropped the clothing at her feet. Thank God for front-closing bras. Her breasts spilled out. Don’t think about all that pale skin. Just hurry. They’re waiting. The white cotton joined the rest of her clothing. After toeing off her sneakers, she pulled her panties down with her jeans. The cool air wafted over her bare skin. She shivered. There she was, naked in front of Mike and Quinn. And yet, every part of her was alive with a slow burn that kindled from deep between her legs. She moved her gaze from Quinn’s boots to her chest. The hard points of her nipples stood like beacons, screaming her arousal. Oh, heck, her breasts. She raised her arms. “Hands by your sides, sugar.” Quinn’s deep voice cut in. Lowering her hands was like refusing to swim even as the water closed over her head. Her fingers twitched. A tightness filled her belly. Standing there, like a horse on display, seemed so wrong. Shouldn’t she argue back? “We’re going to push you, Reagan. Well beyond what you’re used to from a partner. In or out of bed.” Mike tilted his head. “Have you been with a Dom before?” “No.” Only in her dreams. This reality was so much more. Mike walked behind her. She forced herself not to swivel around. Look ahead. Chin up. A line of knuckles brushed against her butt cheek. She started. Her breasts jiggled. Mike’s chuckle singed her ears. “Easy, sub.” She dragged her gaze up to Quinn’s face. The heat of his stare made her stomach muscles quiver, as if he’d twirled a feather over her belly button. “Ever been tied up?” Mike’s hand curved over her hip. “No.” Her face heated. It seemed so foreign and carnal, talking about bondage in such a matter-of-fact way. “Spanked?” “N-no.” She coughed past the shag pile carpet coating her throat. “I haven’t done anything, besides, you know, normal stuff.” Two lovers at college and an ex-boyfriend in Sheridan. All missionary men, and she wasn’t talking bibles. This time Quinn chuckled. “We’re gonna open up a whole new world for you, sweetheart.”   
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I live in the sunny environs of Sydney, Australia, and share a house with my dog, Letty. Oh, and the flock of cockatoos that take over the back yard each afternoon, demanding their feed of Arnott's Milk Arrowroot Biscuits. Things get a little noisy around 3.00pm in our household.
My love of romance started back when I was twelve and my mum's stash of Mills and Boon novels proved too much of a temptation. At fifteen, I decided the life of a romance writer was for me. Some...ah...years later, I've clawed together enough gumption to make my dream a reality. When not sitting in front of the computer, I can be found in the garden or enthralled watching a murder mystery DVD. I limit myself to reading other authors' work between writing my own stories. Books are my 'shiny' distractions.
 
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Tuesday, 25 February 2014

Zara Stoneley has shared with me her COVER REVEAL!!!!!!

Love Is a Four Lettered Word by Zara Stoneley

So this cover is amazing right!!! Check out the blurb too:

Take one rich girl who has a thing for the bad boys.
Take one tough guy who thinks possession is nine-tenths of the misery law.
Mix generously with a land dispute and a whole lotta lust…. And what have you got?
Sometimes being bad can be just too good to miss.

 Love Is a Four Lettered Word is being released on February 27th (2 days!!!!), and is ready for pre-order now here: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Love-Four-Letter-Word-HarperImpulse-ebook/dp/B00I2GX50G/