Saturday, 25 May 2013

The Sexy Dom is coming...

I’m excited to have Ella Jade on my blog today, giving us a little teaser of a book I’ve been dying for since I read the fabulous Make Me Stay. Seriously, if you haven’t picked it up yet, now’s your chance. Cade is delicious and—the best bit—you get to meet Martin *swoons* for the first time.

Take it away, Ella…

The sequel to Make Me Stay releases on June 17, 2013. The anticipation over releasing this one is driving me batty!

What happens when a Dominant falls for his not-so-submissive attorney?

Martin Abrams, owner of Master M's BDSM club, has become unfulfilled with his lifestyle. Ever since his sub, Gracie, left to marry her true love, Martin has lost his way. Living the life of the head Dominant in his circle isn't as appealing as it once was. Something seems to be missing.

Sassy lawyer Arianna Covington relocates to New York City after a humiliating divorce. She's looking for a fresh start when she agrees to become Martin's exclusive attorney. She's intrigued by his domineering personality and wants to know why women kneel at his feet.

Their attraction is undeniable despite Ari's initial beliefs that she will never submit to Martin's desires. But Martin is up for the challenge. Arianna is more than he ever imagined in a woman. He vows to claim her heart, with or without the games. Who will surrender first?

Featuring Cade and Gracie from Make Me Stay.

Check out the hot and sexy trailer Tamaria Soana made!

Surrender to Me is the sequel but both books stand alone so the reader can choose to read either one first. You may want to start with Make Me Stay to get the back story.

Can the sub teach the Dom to play?

Natural submissive Gracie Miller thought she had found her other half in Cade Jameson. Not only did he help her through a difficult time in her life, in the bedroom he brought her more pleasure than she could have ever imagined. They seemed perfect for each other.

Cade knew what he wanted in the bedroom. Gracie brought out his domineering side and ignited his passion. But he feared he was too dominant for this beautiful, naïve girl, who was so young and impressionable, so he ended their relationship.

Two and a half years later, Gracie returns to town a new woman. She had moved to the city and found a "Master" who showed her what she was truly capable of. Now she's back and wants to show Cade exactly what kind of submissive she could be for him.

But after hearing all that she's experienced, Cade now wonders if he's dominant enough to satisfy her. Can he be the man Gracie needs him to be?

Content Warning: graphic sex, BDSM themes

Saturday teaser ... Once Upon a Twist

I know you’re all eagerly waiting for the release of the highly anticipated anthology, Once Upon a Twist, by Michelle Smart and I, but fret not! We have the news you've been waiting for (I may be deluding myself with the grandeur). Read on...

Not convinced Once Upon a Twist is the book for you? We have a review from Desere at Romance Book Haven on Goodreads that may change your mind. “This was a totally fabulous little read from two great authors. Taking the world of fairy tales and fantasy and serving it up with a large dose of kick ass heroines that do not faint in the face of danger and can fight with the best of them. The authors gave a whole new meaning to the words "I will fight for my happy ever after".”

And fight our heroines do, with gusto.

I’ll leave you with the first chapter from Reunited by Red, the winning title of my story as voted by you!

Using her free hand to tug up her hood, Ruby swung her grocery bag in the other as she walked through the forest. Bushes grew wild along either side of the path and the thick canopy of leaves above blocked out what little there was left of the evening sun. She stopped at the fork in the road.
She didn’t have time to take the longer path on the left to Grandma’s house, not unless she ran the whole way, but if she followed the one on the right she’d risk seeing him. After a year of running away from the pain of her broken heart, she had come to the conclusion that she was better off without him—or so her therapist told her.

But the thought of bumping into him made her heart thrum out an unsteady, agonizing beat. She chose the left path. Maybe if she put her speed-walking to good use, she’d make it to Grandma’s before the sunset. The wind picked up and howled through the trees, accompanied by owls’ hoots far in the distance, but the subtle sounds of other nocturnal creatures in the forest was missing. The back of her neck prickled, sending a shiver down her spine. She slammed her feet down faster, breaking into a light jog, keeping a tight hold on the bag in her hand.

The closer she got to Grandma’s house, the darker the path grew under the heavy blanket of leaves above. If she hadn’t spent every other day of her life in these woods until her twenty-fifth birthday last year, she was sure she would have gotten lost. Sliding an arm around her stomach, she tried to hold back the guilt bubbling there, but it was no use. She’d run away and left Grandma, the only family she had in the whole world, because she couldn’t face him. And now Grandma was sick.

She saw lights glowing through the bushes up ahead. She let out a sigh of relief. Grandma was awake. Pushing her legs faster, she hoped the hulking shadows she passed were nothing more than small trees or bushes swaying in the breeze. Not men or monsters reaching out for her. Ruby shook off the thought. Monsters didn’t exist.

Breaking through to the small clearing, she darted a glance around. Her neck still prickled like she was being watched. Slowing to a walk, she opened the carrier bag, mentally tallying the medicine and herbal tea she’d brought Grandma. She hadn’t thought anything would have made her come back to this forest until Grandma had called her saying she had the flu. Especially not with his cottage so close. She hadn’t even come back when a buyer had asked to view her small apartment in town, choosing to have Grandma show him the place.

Nearing the door she heard muffled scratching, a low growl, and then a thud. Her heart bounced into her throat and she pushed the door open.

Ruby froze.

It took a second for her brain to register the sight before her.

A grey creature, bigger than a dog, loomed over a red-streaked lump on the floor in a puddle of dark liquid. The creature’s skin was hairless, flaking off in places, and covered in dark purple splotches in others.

Low growls rumbled from inside its throat as its teeth sliced into the object, again and again. Her gaze slid over its body, while her feet remained welded to the carpet. The creature’s snout dripped with the same stuff covering the lifeless lump, but when her attention focused on the mound on the floor, she realized the frilly pink nightgown she’d bought Grandma as a gift last Christmas covered the…her…body.

Ruby’s stomach shifted and turned, until acid launched up her throat. Gagging, she tried to swallow it down. Tried to stay silent. The thing’s ears kicked up and it turned its horrifying head to face her. Saliva mingled with blood dripped from the creature’s open mouth, and a wave of grief crashed into her chest so hard she dropped the bag and grabbed onto the door frame for support.

Eyes filling with moisture, she kept her blurry gaze on the creature, and it stared back at her with the intensity of an intelligent being—as if it were studying her. Impossible. Its snout crinkled as it pulled in blood soaked air through its nose. The thing lowered its body into position and sunk down on its skinny haunches. She knew that she was its next prey.
The creature pulled flaky skin back from its teeth in a terrifying grin. Then it pounced.

Ruby’s body unfroze. She jumped back outside and pulled the door closed behind her. It shuddered as the creature hit the wood. Mind blank, body numb, she stared wide-eyed at the door until the thing crashed into it again, the force this time causing a crack to split in the middle.

She staggered back a step, and another, until she heard a grating moan behind her. Spinning, her heart almost burst out of her chest as her blurry vision took in three men, although men was pushing it. They didn’t have lips. Their skin was a dark grey, blackened where the flesh had been removed and their eyes glowed yellow, the same color as the creature’s. They reminded her of those who’d had the disease, but that wasn’t possible. Everyone had been cured. It said so on the news.

But, impossible or not, she was surrounded. She backed up to the door, but the thing inside hit it again, jolting her a step forward and the wood splintered this time. The men hulked closer, their limbs awkward as they moved but they weren’t slow.

“You’re supposed to be dead.” Her whisper was lost in the sound of a gunshot.

One of the men’s heads exploded. Bits of blood and brain and skull flew through the air in every direction. She covered her face with her hands as the cold, wet flesh rained on her.

“Red, get over here!”

Ruby barely registered her old nickname, nor could she move. Her chest had constricted so tightly it was an effort to breathe. The husky demand jolted through her skin, sinking into her pounding heart and breaking it all over again. Tears stung her eyes and she wondered if her mind really was that cruel. Playing tricks on her so soon after her witnessing all this.

A shot sounded just as the door behind her groaned in protest at the force of the creature’s attack. She could give in. Best case scenario, the thing would kill her, but she knew if the man-like creatures got anywhere near her she’d become one of them.

Another shot echoed in her ears. The men were close and the bullet took them both out. She closed her eyes against the sight of brain and blood and yuck. Once had been enough.

 “Now!” he demanded.

Without thinking, she took off down Grandma’s garden path, ignoring the bodies on the floor. The sound of the wood splitting made her push her legs faster as she headed for the forest.

A muffled curse sounded to her left. She turned in time to see him running toward her, a shot gun aimed directly at her head. Her heart missed a few beats. She stopped immediately.

“I’m not…I’ve not been bitten. I—”

“Behind you!”

She spun around. Another few of the infected were at the edge of the forest. He let off another shot and her ears rang with the sound. It didn’t muffle the crack of more wood splintering, or the snarl that came from the creature which had managed to make a hole in the door big enough for its head to get through. Snapping jaws gnawed at the gap, trying to create a way out.

He caught her around the waist and picked her off the ground with one arm, pressing her close to every hard, unrelenting muscle of his body. His scent engulfed her, and his rough skin comforted her.

Anger and gratitude rippled through her, as well as something she didn’t want to think about. She bit her tongue to distract herself, but the tears streaming down her face reminded her that Grandma was gone. Her breath choked out on a sob. His arms squeezed tighter around her.

Ruby pushed at his chest. “Don’t touch me, put me down!”

He lowered her to the ground, his jaw tense, his sharp features so severe she probably imagined the flash of hurt in his black eyes. Eyes she’d once happily fallen into. Eyes that had once made her forget everything else in the world. Eyes she’d wanted to gouge out for betraying her in the worst way possible.

“We need to get out of here.” His voice tore her back to the present. She heard the creature tear another chunk of wood from the door. “Now.”

She reached for his outstretched hand, but hesitated. “Grandma.” Her voice broke around the word.
They had to go back, what if there was still a… Ruby stopped the thought dead. Even she knew hoping was ridiculous. Still if they could get her to a hospital… She snatched her hand away and turned back to the house.
His strong, constricting arms banded around her waist and he picked her up again. She kicked and screamed, unwilling to go easy, her mind a haze of grief. The bastard didn’t even flinch, didn’t loosen his hold. And then they were moving. She tried another kick, aiming for his knees.

“Red, quit it.”

Her limbs froze, but her chest ripped out sobs with every breath. “Stop… calling… me… that.” Her hair was more blonde than red, especially now she’d had it highlighted, and the nickname took her back to a time she wanted to forget.
The ground met her feet and suddenly he was in front of her, wiping her eyes, her cheeks. The severe expression on his face had been replaced with wide eyes and a frown.
“She’s…” He cleared his throat. “We can’t save her. It’s too late.”

Rage boiled through her veins, wiping away rational thought. After all, what was the point? She had nothing left. No family. Not even him. “No.”

His teeth snapped together and he grabbed her hand. She tried to pull it away but he was too strong; his grip almost crushed her bones. He turned and tugged her hard. It was either fall or follow, though she was sure if she fell he’d drag her along anyway. Any man who could lug around trees didn’t worry about the weight of a hundred and thirty pound woman. The bastard broke into a sprint, leading them into the thick of the forest in the opposite direction of his home. She tried to push the grief down, concentrate on following him through the darkness.

“Where are we going?” she asked, pushing her legs faster to keep up with him.

She couldn’t see a foot in front of her. Darker shadows than the night around them gave no indication of where they were. The moon hid beneath clouds above, somewhere through the trees. If he crashed into something she was going down with him.

“We need to mask your scent.”

If stranger words had come out of his mouth, she hadn’t heard them. But then it clicked. “The thing can smell me.”

And it did get a good whiff at the house. She swallowed against the tears in her throat. It wasn’t the time to grieve. Now she could think rationally and, although she grudged it, she was grateful he’d come when he did or she’d either be an infected monster by now or the thing would have eaten her. 
He didn’t answer, just ran faster. She kept up, but her calf muscles burned and her lungs heaved with the effort. Over her ragged panting, she heard the sound of the river, but she knew they were too high up. He must be taking her to…

Ruby slowed, tried to yank her hand free. “You’ve lost your mind!”

His grip didn’t ease up as he dragged her closer to the ledge. “There’s no other way.”

“It’s at least a ten foot drop. You know I can’t swim!”

He stopped at the ledge and launched the gun into the darkness. She thought for a second he’d thrown it into the river, but it landed in the distance with a thud. The moonlight broke through the clouds, illuminating the scary jump and rushing water below. Her heart sped.

“You’ll be fine. I won’t let you drown.” His lips quirked, like he found her terror entertaining.

All the pent up anger, grief, and fear fought for supremacy inside. She couldn’t control what came out of her mouth. “And I’m supposed to trust you? Are you kidding me?”

His arms banded around her, holding her arms down by her sides in a steely grip. “You could always trust me, Red. I told you everything I was allowed to.”

Before she could argue, or before she could wonder what he meant by allowed, he picked her up and jumped off the ledge.

And the news? You can buy it now! Exclusive to Amazon at the moment. 

Would love to know what you all think. 


Friday, 24 May 2013

Sinful Weekend

Happy Friday everyone!

This week has been crazy busy, so I haven’t blogged or commented on others’ posts as much as I would have liked. Just ducking in to say Sinfully Summer is now up for pre-order on Amazon! The cover hasn’t uploaded yet, but Alexa and Ric are waiting to be clicked ;o)

If you’re looking for a cheeky summer romance to get you in the mood for a beach holiday, Sinfully Summer might be up your street.

Sun, Sea and Scandal

Notorious heiress Alexa Green has certainly been enjoying her most recent girls-holiday in Marbella. Just as we thought, she’s been knocking back the cocktails and showing off her fabulous bikini body on the beach… but rumour has it she’s also been spotted sneaking out of Enrique Castillo’s penthouse in the early hours of this morning – in nothing but her underwear! Our question is, doesn’t this fiercely private billionaire know what he’s letting himself in for?

He’s got the millions… and she knows how to spend them! So lie back on your sun lounger and get comfortable, because this summer fling is going to be a sizzler!

Amazon US / Amazon UK

Thursday, 23 May 2013

Text Me, Tweet Me, Need Me < I love that title!

Today I managed to score an interview with Samantha, the heroine from Susie Medwell’s latest contemporary romance, Text Me, Tweet Me, Need Me. Getting info from this chick is like drawing blood from a stone. Only the drawing blood bit feels easier.

Don’t forget to check out the blurb, and the book! Looks like a winner.

Interview with Samantha

So, Sam, you’re an independent woman who has just sworn off men –what were you doing on a blind date?

Work. It was purely for work, honestly! But I don’t normally do things like write about dating. I’m a serious journalist who wants to write about high profile people. Not dig the dirt, I’m not interested in that (in fact I’ve had far too much of that in my life), I want to show people the human side of their heroes.

Mmmhmm, I’ll believe you (thousands wouldn’t). You’ve not actually written many profiles lately, have you?

Nope. I got laid off, y’know recession and all that. Except there was more to it than that.

*Leans forward and rubs hands together* More?

Look can we change the subject? I’m happier asking the questions, not answering them.

Alright. You’d think I asked you to show me your knickers or something! Let’s move onto the blind date.

I was researching an article. After I got the push I had to make ends meet by writing about all kinds of trivial things, and my sod of an ex-boss gave me some freelance work. This was one of the jobs, I was supposed to hook up with someone online then write a funny article about it.

And this blind date was fun?

Well I’d rather not talk about it. It was hot rather than fun….

Ooo, do tell. Hot?

I can’t believe how hot. This guy was…. But he wasn’t supposed to be so damned sexy, I mean you don’t just meet someone online and then want to jump into bed with them, do you?

So you ended up with more than just a column inch?

I can’t believe you said that! Well, no actually. I ran away. I ran away from this really hot guy, the sexiest guy I’ve seen for ages, years, ever. Now don’t look at me like that, it isn’t funny! Ask me something else, like what I do when I’m not at work.

Okay, what do you do?

Erm, well not a lot. I love my job. People are just so interesting aren’t they? Finding out what makes them tick, why they do it.

Anything personal you can tell us, like about your family?

Oh God, no. I really don’t want to talk about my family. That’s what caused all the trouble in the first place.

You’re not the easiest of people to interview you know Samantha. So this guy—


Ben. I’m intrigued. You actually really fancied him and arranged to see him again?

Well, yes and no. Well, I did. But not on purpose. It’s a long story… how long have you got?

Not that long, but I’ll be buying the book to find out the rest. Teasing minx that she is. So, here’s a little more about Text Me, Tweet Me, Need Me.

Texting and tweeting can lead to trouble when the truth gets out…

Dating your boss is bad. Finding out he’s married with a baby on the way is a whole lot worse, but losing your job when you show him the door really sucks. And when he knows all your family secrets, there’s bound to be trouble. But the job Samantha’s got lined up can put her life back on track. One last date for research purposes before she can finish her article on online dating–then she’s a man-free zone, and it’s serious journalism all the way.

Ben has only one thing on his mind: to keep the promise he made to look after Sam. All he has to do is work out how he can support a girl who distrusts men, hates charity, and definitely doesn’t want rescuing. He thinks he’s come up with the perfect solution, until he realizes it’s his heart, not his money he needs to invest.

But can Sam see past the lies and learn to trust a man again? And more importantly…will Ben still want her when he learns about her past?

CONTENT WARNING: Contains hot texts, sexy showers, a girl who can pack a punch, and lasagne.

And more about the lovely Susie Medwell.


Susie has been writing stories for as long as she’s been reading them – it’s rumoured that she’s related to Elizabeth Gaskell so it could be in the genes! She submitted her first novel, a thriller, when she was twelve years old but as she hit her mi- teens her tastes shifted from action to romance. She was soon addicted to alpha heroes, and what could be better than writing about them?

She’s had an exciting and varied life, which feeds into her stories... she’s got an Honours degree in Computer Science ...a teenage son... a cat...a cottage in the English countryside...and her own sexy alpha hero! She loves sexy high heels...good food....good (lots and lots of coffee)... and sunshine, so whenever she can, heads off in search of the sun and inspiration for her stories. Susie also writes erotic romance as Zara Stoneley.

Twitter - @SusieMedwell

Tuesday, 21 May 2013

One True Love, by Lori Wilde

Lori Wilde has a cute little Novella out today. Definitely one for the TBR pile.

One True Love
A Cupid Texas Novella #0.5
By: Lori Wilde
Avon Impulse
Release Date May 21st, 2013
100 pages

In Cupid, Texas, they say everyone has one true love. And if you write a letter to Cupid, you will get an answer in return . . .

Now, from New York Times bestselling author Lori Wilde, read how the legend of Cupid began . . . All it took was one great love story!

Too bad for pretty young housemaid Millie Greenwood that her one true love is John Fant, the handsomest, wealthiest man in town. But in 1924, a maid—no matter how lovely—isn't about to marry into the town's foremost family, and John is on the verge of becoming betrothed to another. Everything seems hopeless until Millie writes a desperate letter to Cupid, and the most romantic legend of all is born …

Buy Links 
Amazon / B&N 

Author Info
LORI WILDE is the New York Times bestselling author of more than sixty books. A former RITA finalist, Lori has received the Romantic Times Reviewers’ Choice Award, the Holt Medallion, the Booksellers Best, the National Readers’ Choice, and numerous other honors. She lives in Texas, with her husband and a wide assortment of pets. Lori teaches Romance Writing Secrets via the internet through colleges and universities worldwide at Visit her at www.loriwilde.comor @LoriWilde on Twitter.

Lori’s Links:
twitter handle is @LoriWilde

Cupid Texas Series
Love at First Sight Release Date May 28th, 2013
All Out of Love Release Date June 25th, 2013

Saturday, 18 May 2013

#SexySnippets ... Sinfully Summer

Hi everyone, thanks for stopping by. I know, it’s been a while since I took part in Sexy Snippets (shame on me, because it’s fabulous!). Today, as promised, I’m sharing seven sentences from one of my June releases, Sinfully Summer.

The lush Spanish hunk, Enrique Castillo (or Ric for short) has just caught Alexa Green and her friends sneaking back into the hotel in the wee hours of the morning. This would be perfectly acceptable—she is on a girlie holiday in Marbella after all—but she’s supposed to be at a meeting with him early the next day, and his patience is wearing thin.

‘Castillo, what part of my feet are dead didn’t you understand? I can’t walk!’

Agitation twisted in his stomach. He took a deep breath, and Alexa bent over. Her backcombed bob upturned and her bottom up in the air like a perfectly rounded peach. Swallowing against the lump in his throat, he asked, ‘What are you doing?’

‘Extracting the Jimmy Choos in the hope of resuscitating my poor feet.’

Sun, Sea and Scandal

Notorious heiress Alexa Green has certainly been enjoying her most recent girls-holiday in Marbella. Just as we thought, she’s been knocking back the cocktails and showing off her fabulous bikini body on the beach… but rumour has it she’s also been spotted sneaking out of Enrique Castillo’s penthouse in the early hours of this morning – in nothing but her underwear! Our question is, doesn’t this fiercely private billionaire know what he’s letting himself in for?

He’s got the millions… and she knows how to spend them! So lie back on your sun lounger and get comfortable, because this summer fling is going to be a sizzler!

Need more? Well, you don’t have long to wait. Sinfully Summer will be available from 13th June 2013!

You can find more sexy snippets here.