Wednesday, November 30, 2016

Release Blitz: Dark Desires by Claire Marta 11/30/2016

DARK DESIRES by Claire Marta
The Hunter Chronicles, Book #2
Genre: Paranormal Romance
— SYNOPSIS 
Jasmine Hunter finds herself knee deep in a decadent vampire nest in Prague. A killer lurks the medieval city and is preying on blood donors who frequent the home of the local Vampire Mistress.

With her teammates from Scotland Yard in tow Jasmine, must attempt to discover the murderer's identity.

But will things go to plan? Sex dungeons, submissive human pets, and sexy dominant males are a lot for a rookie to cope with.

Especially when Eric is the last person she expects to see…

Requested to assist with the hunt for a vicious serial killer by an old friend, Eric is left speechless to find Jasmine offering herself up as food. The attraction between them is burning as red hot as before, and his lust for the feisty female is just as deep.

More disturbing, his emotions which he normally has leashed, once more slip in her presence. Yet this time they feel different. Darker, primal, and savage yet Eric cannot explain why. The insidious pull of the other predators around him is also more than a sweet temptation he finds himself unable to resist.

Combining forces, Jasmine and Eric must play the parts of Master and submissive.

But nothing is as it seems.

Can they work out who the killer is in a household full of deception and secrets before it is too late? Or will a price be paid in blood….

*** 18 & over only. Contains sexual scenes, light BDSM, sex and some violence. ***


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— ABOUT THE AUTHOR: CLAIRE MARTA —
A native Brit, I live in Italy with my husband and daughter. When I am not writing and drinking copious amounts of tea, I enjoys taking photos of my adoptive country, trying to stay fit with running, reading amazing books and being a stay at home mother.


Thursday, November 3, 2016

Shannon Youngblood's Chub Rub Cover Reveal 11/03/16



Title: Chub Rub 
Author: Shannon Youngblood 
Cover Designer- Courtney Cannon (www.fiction-atlas.com)
Release Date 17/11/16







Fat:
/fat/
Adjective
1. (of a person or animal) having a large amount of excess flesh.

Hi. My name is Maggie, and I’m a fat person. No, I’m not a self-loathing, angry woman who thinks all skinny girls are the devil spawn of satan, thank you very much. What I am is a cubicle dwelling, shy girl with a healthy love for all things chocolate and deep fried. Yeah, I know, I should put down the brownie and pick up a celery stalk, but where is the fun in that? My best friend, Polly, assures me that the club we’re going to tonight is going to be loads of fun, but I’m not sure. Until I meet him.



Aq·ua·phob·ic
/aekwe fo bic/
Adjective
1. abnormally afraid of water

Yes, Yes. Laugh it up. A 30 year old, sexually Dominant male, who owns his own club, is scared of water. If you’d been through what I had as a child, you’d be fucking terrified of it too. I’ve always looked for Mrs. Right Now, preferring to fling myself from a moving airplane into the Atlantic than to think about settling down. Until she comes walking into Newcomers night at my club.



Chem·is·try
/keməstrē/
Noun
1. the complex emotional or psychological interaction between two people.


This is Jackson’s world, not mine, but he’s slowly dragging me under, introducing me to things I don’t fully understand, but want to learn. There is something between us. We can’t fight it. We’re both sinking.










Shannon Youngblood is a thirty something, foul mouthed, erotic romance writer, who loves telling a story full of broken pieces, and broken people. There is no subject too graphic, or too taboo, to grace the pages of her stories. Shannon believes that life is not always Happily Ever Afters and Flowers, and sometimes her stories might reflect that. (Non HEA's OH NO!) Shannon loves hearing from her amazing, dirty minded fans as well! Be sure to follow her on her social media sites!


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Tuesday, November 1, 2016

Candy Houses (Grimm's Circle Book 1) by JC. Daniels writing as Shiloh Walker 11/01/2016



*4 Star Rating by THROUGH THE EYES OF A BOOK GODDESS!*


Title: Candy Houses (Grimm's Circle #1)
Author: J.C. Daniels writing as Shiloh Walker
Genre: Paranormal Fantasy Romance
Graphics By : Laura Hidalgo for Beyond Def.



Goodreads Link: http://bit.ly/2dnyYgI

Synopsis:
Grimm’s Circle, Book 1
It’s been hundreds of years since Greta’s so-called story came to an end and it didn’t end with a happily ever after then. Why should she expect it to be any different now?
She’s a Grimm—a special kind of guardian angel and official ass-kicker in the paranormal world. Between trying to stay alive, training new Grimm and dealing with demons, romance is hard to come by. Then there’s the fact that there’s only been one man ever who really made her heart race.
And he’s been out of her life for a long, long time…
But now he’s back and just in time.
Greta needs Rip’s help.
There’s an unexpected threat to their world, a betrayal none of them saw coming.
Working together is the last thing they want, but it just might be their only chance.
A fairy tale best suited for grown-ups…don’t say you weren’t warned.



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Rip was standing in the doorway with one shoulder propped against the door jam. He had a look in his eyes that sent my skin to tingling all over. I mean all over—I felt it in my lips, my toes and every square inch in between.
“Hey,” I said. My voice cracked.
He continued to stare at me.
It was very, very unnerving the way he watched me.
“Ahh …is everything okay?”
He didn’t answer. Nope, what he did was push off the door jam and come over to the bed. He knelt down by the bed, resting one hand on top of the blankets. He had such damn nice hands…the hands of a poet, a warrior…a lover. One of those lovely hands was only an inch away from my thigh too. I thought I could even feel the heat of it, through the blankets.
“You were dreaming,” Rip said, his voice low and rough.
Oh, shit. Swallowing, I dredged up an innocent smile. “Was I?”
“Yes.” His eyes, that dark, melted-chocolate gaze, locked on mine and I felt frozen in place. Unable to move as he laid a hand on my cheek and stroked my lower lip with his thumb. “Do you remember it?”
Oh, man, did I remember. But I couldn’t really tell him that, now could I? Self-preservation is a lovely thing, and I looked him dead in the eye and lied. “Nope.”
Self-preservation is a lovely thing, yeah, but it doesn’t make me a better liar.
“You don’t remember?” He leaned in and nuzzled my neck, his breath teasing across my flesh like a caress. “Maybe I could jog your memory.”
The hand on my cheek stroked down, over my neck, across my collarbone, down, down. The tips of his fingers brushed against the curve of my breast and I realized I’d dropped the blankets and was sitting there as naked as the day I was born.
“I’m good. No need to jog the memory.”
“You whispered my name,” he murmured, nipping my earlobe. “Then you moaned. You sounded exactly like you did the first time I made you come.”








Author Bio:
Shiloh Walker is an award-winning writer...yes, really! She's also a mom, a wife, a reader and she pretends to be an amateur photographer. She published her first book in 2003. Her latest suspense, The Right Kind of Trouble, released in August 2016 from St. Martins.
She writes romantic suspense and contemporary romance, and urban fantasy under the name, J.C. Daniels
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Email: shilohwalker@gmail.com
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