Saturday, December 20, 2014

Josey's Christmas Cookie Blog Tour







JOSEY’S
CHRISTMAS COOKIE BLOG TOUR

BY
SHARON KLEVE









FIVE
STAR REVIEW

5.0 out of 5 stars A Lovable Story!


By Debby Lee



I loved this
heartwarming Christmas story.
Josey was a workaholic who spent all her spare time at the office in order to
cope with the tragic loss of her parents and being jilted by her fiance. I
really felt for her.
Clint was a handsome veterinarian Josey met at an animal rescue event who
helped her buy a large slobbering dog named Cookie. Clint handled the animals
with professionalism, sincerity, and great care.
The two Morning Dove's in the story, Harry and Beatrice, were desperate to see
Josey and Clint get together in time for Christmas.
If you enjoy sweet plots, whimsical animal themes, and stories that make you go
"aaawww" this one's for you.
Highly entertaining, highly recommended!



BLURB:

In the blink of an eye, Josey lost the most important
people in her life, her parents.

Can a hound dog named Cookie, a pair of mourning doves,
and a passionate vet bring the holiday spirit back to Josey's life in time for
Christmas?



EXCERPT:

As I
stared at the pathetic dog in his diaper, I realized no one wanted the dog,
they were just gawking at him. The sign said his name was Cookie, part Basset
Hound and part Redbone Coonhound. I didn’t know anything about either breed. I
did know he was very large and he was slobbering everywhere and he should have
a diaper around his neck. I turned to continue my search and a felt a tug on my
pant leg. I looked down and Cookie had a hold of my jeans. When our eyes met,
Cookie's eyes twinkled, just like Clint's.



A
glob of drool hit the top of my shoe. He let go of my pant leg and licked the
goo off my shoe. I wanted to say, "gross," but instead I said,
"thank you." I was hooked. His fur was a reddish brown and soft as
silk. Not caring about drool or dog hair, I sat down on the floor next to
Cookie, wrapped my arms around his neck, and finally felt at peace.



Another
glob of drool hit the floor next to my butt. He looked sad, like that was a
deal breaker and I'd leave him behind. I looked Cookie in his sad eyes and
laughed. He pulled back his goofy lips and smiled back.



That's
when I heard Clint's voice, "Well Josey, it looks like you found your soul
mate."



He
laughed, but not at my expense.





ABOUT SHARON KLEVE:


Sharon Kleve was born and raised in
Washington and currently lives on the Olympic Peninsula with her husband.


Sharon is a multi-published author of
paranormal and contemporary romance. She loves romance. She loves reading
romance, living romance, and especially loves writing about romance. She gets
no greater feeling than watching her characters come alive in each other's
arms. Most of all, she loves giving her characters the happily ever after they
deserve
with a few bumps and bruises along the way.

One of her favorite things to do is
picking up a new book and sinking into the story, immersing herself in the
emotions between the characters. She hopes to inspire her readers the same way
her favorite authors have inspired her.

When not writing, she can usually be found
either curled up in her recliner with her cat and a good book, or in the
kitchen baking sourdough bread or bagels.



CONTACT SHARON HERE:






Facebook
Timeline:
https://www.facebook.com/#!/sharonkleve


Pinterest:
http://www.pinterest.com/srkleve/boards/



Amazon
Author Page:
http://www.amazon.com/Sharon-Kleve/e/B006JAH14S

Shelfari:
http://www.shelfari.com/sharonkleve

Library
Thing:
http://www.librarything.com/profile/SRKLEVE




YouTube
trailer:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nSg5xNSTl9U





GRAND PRIZES



(1)
$5.00 gift card

(2)
Audio books or (2) eBook copies. Winner’s choice




Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Release Day! Sinful Rewards 5 by Cynthia Sax

Sinful Rewards 5 by Cynthia Sax

Nicolas Rainer, Chicago’s most sought-after billionaire bachelor, has finally decided what he wants, and that’s Bee Carter in his arms, forever. He shows up unannounced on her doorstep and kisses her until her toes curl and her body burns.


Nicolas wasn’t the sexy man Bee expected to see this morning. Hawke Masters, her tattooed former marine, is riding his customized chopper toward the condo building, anticipating an equally mind-meltingly erotic encounter.

Both men want her with a thrilling intensity. Neither her billionaire nor her biker wishes to share her affections. Is today the day Bee is forced to choose?

Buy Links:

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Sinful-Rewards-Billionai…/…/B00IMHU7FG
ARe: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-sinfulrewards5-166…
Avon: http://www.avonromance.com/book/cynthia-sax-sinful-rewards-5
Barnes And Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/sinful-rewards-5…/1119919838
Google: https://play.google.com/…/det…/Cynthia_Sax_Sinful_Rewards_5…
iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/…/book/sinful-rewards-5/id828414457


Monday, September 15, 2014

Releasing Tomorrow! Sinful Rewards 3 by Cynthia Sax!!!

Bee Carter’s carefully constructed world is tumbling down around her designer knockoff heels. Pleasing others isn’t working for this small-town fashionista. Bee decides to throw caution to the Chicago wind for one night and release her inner bad girl, accepting a sexy challenge from an unknown texter, exploring the backseat of a limousine with gorgeous billionaire Nicolas, and entering a rough, tough biker bar with the mysterious Hawke.

Two hot men, one wicked night. When this good girl goes wild, who will make her erotic dreams come true—the enigmatic billionaire or the tattooed bad boy?



Buy Links:

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Sinful-Rewards-Billionaires-Bikers-Novella-ebook/dp/B00I7V89JS

Barnes And Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/sinful-rewards-3-cynthia-sax/1119919837

Google: https://play.google.com/store/search?q=9780062354143

iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/sinful-rewards-3/id814148707

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Excerpt from New Claire Thompson Book Beyond the Compound!

I can't wait for this to come out!!

Pre order link http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00NE5DPA0

Hailey lifted her arms and rested her wrists against the open leather cuffs that dangled by chains from the roller on either side. Ronan closed the cuffs around each wrist and then reached for the handle to the left of the roller. He turned it slowly. As it moved, the chains at both sets of cuffs tightened, stretching Hailey’s body into a taut X.

At first the feeling was purely sensual—the rush of release and pleasure she always felt when properly bound. Then he turned it once more, and her muscles and tendons strained against the tension. He was watching her carefully. She felt faint, her heart beating wildly. He turned the handle once more, and her shoulder and knee joints popped softly. She yelped without meaning to.

Shit! Was she going to have to use her safeword so soon?

But he had let go of the handle. He moved in front of her and placed his hands over her breasts, cupping them. “Shh,” he said soothingly. “Shh, slow down. Breathe. You’re okay, Hailey.”

As she caught her breath, Hailey realized she was, indeed, okay. True, she was stretched more tautly than she’d ever been, but she was extremely limber due to her yoga training, and her muscles and tendons seemed to be adapting to the tension.

Ronan leaned closer, his lips brushing hers with just the hint of a kiss that nearly had her begging for more. He leaned away, his hands still cupping her breasts. He must have been able to feel the pounding of her heart. “That’s as far as I’ll go with the roller. I would never harm you.”

He moved his hands from her breasts, trailing them down her stomach to her thighs. He cupped her cunt with his right hand and stroked the heat between her spread legs. She was unable to stop the low, feral moan of pure lust his touch wrenched from her lips. His smile as he stared into her eyes was a knowing one, and she felt the heat of a blush flame over her face and neck.

“You’re wet, slave Hailey. Did you know that?”

Her face still hot, Hailey nodded and then forced herself to answer. “Yes, Sir.”

“Why are you wet, slave?”

Hailey blew out a breath. “Because I’m bound to the rack, Sir. It’s that feeling of being held down, the giving over of myself. I’m—I feel helpless, erotically helpless.” And because you’re about the sexiest man I’ve ever been with. No. I can’t say that. “It’s hard to explain but—”

He touched her lips with two fingers. “You just did. Perfectly. And I understand. I am the flip side of your coin, Hailey. As you were born to this, so was I. We both get it. I know what you need. Not just what you want. And I plan to give it to you.”

He stepped back, and though she couldn’t move even a fraction of an inch, Hailey strained in her bonds, her cunt throbbing, her nipples aching with longing for this man she’d only just met.

She could see the outline of his cock, long and hard beneath the white cotton shorts. His legs were strong, his stomach flat, his shoulders and chest smooth and broad. No wonder women swooned over this guy. And yet, while clearly masterful, he didn’t come off as an arrogant creep. How in the world had she gotten so lucky?

She watched as he went to the wall that contained the floggers and whips. She hoped he would choose the flogger, her favorite. Her skin began to tingle in anticipation of its sensual, all-encompassing caress. But when he returned, Master Ronan was holding a cane.

He released some kind of lever at the base of the rack and pushed the apparatus, causing the whole thing to tilt back, lifting Hailey from a standing position to a forty-five degree angle above the ground. The disorienting effect of her new position was heightened by the taut stretch of her limbs and her complete inability to move a muscle.

Standing beside her, he ran the edge of the long, thin cane along her stomach and tapped her breasts lightly with the tip. “Do you like the cane, slave Hailey?”

“Yes, Sir.” A tremor rippled through her core. Like was such an inadequate word to describe how she felt about being caned.

As if reading her mind, Master Ronan supplemented, “You’re a masochist, and you have a love-hate relationship with the cane, am I right?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“You thrill to its anticipatory swish in the split second before it lands, aching to feel its cleansing, sharp cut.
But when it actually hits, the pain is excruciating—you can’t take it. And yet you do. And a moment later the pain eases into something deep and powerful, something that grabs hold of you and pulls you into its dark, erotic embrace. And you want another. And another. And another.”

“Oooh,” Hailey breathed, stunned at the picture his words were creating, amazed he understood so well.

“I know,” he whispered, his eyes blazing. “I know.” He stepped back and raised his cane arm. “I’m going to cane you now, slave. I’m going to take your measure. You will thank me for each stroke. And if you want more, you will ask me for another. Understood?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Relax your hands.”

Hailey realized she had unwittingly clenched her hands into fists. She forced her fingers to uncurl.
“We begin.”

The first cut landed across both thighs. No gentle warming of the skin with the light tapping she was used to during caning sessions at The Compound. Just one brutal crack and then the sharp, cutting pain.

“Thank you, Sir!” Hailey cried, remembering only just in time his instruction. She was breathing shallowly, and she forced herself to take a deep breath, the air shuddering through her and then easing as she blew it out. Precisely as he’d described, the pain had shifted into a dark, perfect craving, and she begged, “Please, Sir. May I have another?”

“Yes.”

The second stroke landed slightly higher than the first, the tip of the cane hitting her hipbone and sending a stinging jolt through her that emerged from her lips as a cry. She felt the sweat breaking out on her forehead and beneath her arms. She swallowed hard and managed, “Thank you, Sir. Please…may I have another?”

“You may.”

The third stroke hit the tender flesh of her abdomen and she groaned. “Thank you, Sir. Please, may I have another?”

She expected the next cut to land on her breasts, but instead the stroke seared across her left thigh. A rapid second stroke landed on the right. “Oh god,” she breathed. I can’t do it. But I have to. I can’t let him down. I want it. But I hate it. I want to be let off this thing. I want to suck his cock. I’m thirsty.

“Focus,” Master Ronan warned.

Focus. The word cut through the jumble of her unruly thoughts.

She was supposed to do something. Say something. Her skin was on fire, her joints and muscles aching, her heart pounding, her cunt throbbing, her senses whirling.

Focus!

Finally she remembered, and belatedly cried, “Thank you, Sir!” She swallowed and twisted to look at her tormentor. He was watching her intently, the cane poised in his hand. Waiting.

She knew what he wanted. Did she want it?

She did.

“Please, Sir. May I have another?”

“With pleasure.”

This time he struck the underside of her left breast, the blow gentler than the others had been, but it still hurt like hell against the tender skin. She hissed her pain, then managed her thanks. As much as it hurt, her right breast was aching for the symmetry of a like cut, and she asked for it. “Please, Sir. May I have another?”

He obliged, searing her second breast with the cracking cut of the cane. A trickle of sweat rolled down her back. The welts she couldn’t see but certainly could feel undulated over her skin like fiery snakes. At the same time, her cunt ached and she silently begged her new Master to climb on top of her and fill her with his hard, perfect cock.

“Slave. You are forgetting yourself.”

His words startled her and for one terrified second she was afraid she’d accidentally uttered her wanton thoughts aloud. Then she realized what she’d forgotten and hastily said, “Thank you, Sir.”

“And?”

Did she want another?

Yes.

She asked.

This time the cane hit the upper side of one breast, and then the other in rapid succession. “Fuck,” Hailey whispered, and then blushed, the word not usually part of her active vocabulary. In a louder voice, she cried, “Thank you, Sir,” and before giving herself a chance to think about it, added, “May I have another?”

The stroke to her nipple made her see stars, and she heard herself scream. She knew if she had been standing, she would have fallen to the ground at that moment, her hands clutching her throbbing nipple. It was too much. Too much.

But all she could do was open and close her hands as she struggled to maintain what was left of her decorum. “Thank you, Sir,” she finally managed to croak.

She knew he was waiting.

I’m going to take your measure.

This was a test—her first test. She would not fail. “Please Sir,” she said, the sound of her words faint in her own ears. “May I have another?”

“Yes.”

The second nipple exploded in a ripple of radiating pain and a sob burst from Hailey’s mouth. She pressed her lips together and blinked back tears.

“Thank you, Sir,” she whispered.

Her eyes were closed, but they flew open when she felt his mouth close lightly over her nipple, his tongue licking away the pain. He lifted his head and lowered it again on her second nipple, again kissing away the worst of the pain.

“You please me, slave girl,” he murmured. He stepped back and to the side of the rack. She heard a clicking sound she recognized as the lever release. He pushed against the rack until it was parallel to the ground so she faced the ceiling, which was comprised of rough, bare wooden beams.

Master Ronan ran his fingers lightly over the welts he had left on her body. His hand trailed down between her legs, his fingers once again finding her spread cunt and slipping inside. “You’re soaking wet,” he announced, and Hailey closed her eyes, embarrassed her lust was so obvious, even though she recalled his mandate that she always be wet and ready for him.

Now the question was, would he do anything about it?

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

New Release! Sinful Rewards 2 by Cynthia Sax

Yay! Sinful Rewards 2 has released!

Sinful Rewards 2
 



Belinda “Bee” Carter isn’t quite sure what she’s gotten herself into. She’s been receiving mysterious messages from a secret admirer who is sending her more and more erotic dares. Each time she fulfills his desires, she gets rewarded. She’s convinced that her mystery texter is one of two super-hot men—Nicolas, the handsome billionaire, or Hawke, the sexy biker—but she can’t tell which one it is. And she’s coming to realize that beneath her peaches-and-cream exterior beats a heart that longs to play out all of her most secret fantasies.

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

New Release from Cynthia Sax! Sinful Rewards

Belinda “Bee” Carter is a good girl; at least, that’s what she tells herself. And a good girl deserves a nice guy—just like the gorgeous and moody billionaire Nicolas Rainer. He is everything she wants in a man.

Or so she thinks, until she takes a look through her telescope and sees a naked, tattooed man on the balcony across the courtyard. Hawke is mysterious, the bad boy she knows will bring only heartbreak. He has been watching her, and that makes him all the more enticing.

But when a mysterious and anonymous text message dares her to do something bad, she must decide if she is really the good girl she has always claimed to be, or if she’s willing to risk everything for her secret fantasy of being watched.

Is her mystery man the reclusive billionaire with a wild side or the darkly dangerous bad boy?

Buy Links:
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Sinful-Rewards-1-Cynthia-Sax-ebook/dp/B00I7V89H0


ARe: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-sinfulrewards1-1560586-237.html

Barnes And Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/sinful-rewards-1-cynthia-sax/1119055390

Google: https://play.google.com/store/books/details/Cynthia_Sax_Sinful_Rewards_1?id=g08ZAwAAQBAJ

iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/sinful-rewards-1/id814148703?mt=11

 

Monday, May 19, 2014

Pen and Kink #BookBlast & #Giveaway

3-Some Welcome to Pen and Kink's first event!  We hope you are excited as we are to bring you premier, high quality erotica at Indie Prices.  Below you'll find information about all three books and a great giveaway, put together especially for you.  First a little about Pen and Kink!

About Pen and Kink!

Pen & Kink
We are a committed writer collective focused on promoting quality erotica of all predilections, from steamy romance to the more transgressive and taboo topics and everything in-between. At Pen & Kink you will find books you can trust will be of the highest quality that contain so much heat your ereader might just melt in your hands. Check us out at Pen and Kink and follow along, we promise, it's going to be one hell of a ride.

About the Books

Renovating3d

Renovating A Heart by Deanndra Hall

In the next installment in the Love Under Construction series, it's the story of two people with backgrounds so sad and difficult that it's unlikely they can move past them. But when pasts become the present and threaten a life, can they put aside their fears in order to survive? Revisit Louisville, Kentucky, and the friends and members of the Walters family. You've watch Nikki and Tony fall in love, and seen Vic and Laura face their demons while coming together forever. See what' next - join us on May 19th and see if Steve McCoy can find a way to heal while Kelly Markham asks for what she needs and gets a lot more. Enjoy!

Run3d

RUN by River Harlequinn

Abused, neglected and the absolute bottom of the pile, the runt of her family, even below her half-breed father, Lea suddenly discovers she's to be given in marriage to a werewolf family from her mother's home town. But she hasn't even managed to turn for the first time yet, and if she doesn't, they'll slaughter her.
Her father can't oppose the marriage, but he can give his daughter a fighting chance, and forces her mother to take her home for the fire ritual at Beltaine.  If she manages to turn then, perhaps she will survive and claim what's rightfully hers.  All she wants to do is run..... 
Pre-order until Monday 19th at http://riverharlequinn.com/buy-run

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Protecting Portia by Pavarti K Tyler

Jackson Grady met the love of his life. Unfortunately, he was running drugs for a pimp named Sasha at the time, who asked him to keep an eye on their new acquisition from Russia, the bedraggled beauty named Portia. She touched his heart and forced him to confront the kind of man he'd become.
Now, Portia and Jackson both work at The Sugar House. He continuously looks out for her, and longs for her with his every breath, but knows he is unworthy of such an angel. What will Portia do to win not only the heart, but also the body, of the man she loves?
Welcome to the world of The Sugar House, and the men and women who will fulfill your every fantasy. But can they find a way to fulfill their own?
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Wednesday, May 14, 2014

New Ellora's Cave Quickies - Bridling His Vampire by Suz deMello

Scotland, 1766.

Edgar, Laird MacReiver, has never regretted his decision to wed Isobel, daughter of Clan Kilburn’s laird, until she bites his tongue and drinks his blood. Still, he's determined to bridle the wild child of the infamous vampire clan by any means necessary, including bondage and discipline.

But are some women impossible to tame? 

Available at  http://www.ellorascave.com/bridling-his-vampire.html


Tuesday, May 13, 2014

The Romance Reviews Sizzling Summer Reads #TRRparty

Grand Prize is a $100 Giftcard.  Runs June 1st to the 30th!  There will also be gift cards and books giveaways.


http://www.theromancereviews.com



Monday, May 12, 2014

Alien Tryst from Cynthia Sax



Alien Tryst from Cynthia Sax









 


While investigating some mysterious disappearances, Kane uncovers two secrets that change his world. He’s not entirely human. He’s also dangerously close to death. His alien grandfather has broken a sacred rule, putting his entire bloodline, including Kane, at risk of termination.

Eshe, a sexy blonde scientist with lush lips and a hot body, is Kane’s only hope to save his family. He’ll do anything to keep her safe, including fighting alien warriors, crossing vast galaxies and giving his woman the pleasure she craves again and again, using every inch of his fit physique.

In this world, passion is power and love is necessary for survival.

http://www.amazon.com/Alien-Tryst-Cynthia-Sax-ebook/dp/B00K5QX8DA

http://www.ellorascave.com/alien-tryst.html