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Witchcraft.
Reincarnation.
True love.These are the things of legend. Unexplained, some even say impossible, but nonetheless prevalent in stories and tales from all cultures and in every land from the beginning of time. What if there is something to it? What if there is an explanation behind the mysteries and bedtime stories? Something beyond words?

SALEM, MASSACHUSETTES 1692

She was taken from him in the cruelest way… condemned, sentenced and punished out of fear of the unknown. How is he supposed to live without her? How can he go on knowing that in this life, by the natural order of things, they will never be together? There’s only one thing to do… only one option that will bring them together again.

SALEM , MASSACHUSETTES TODAY

Amelia is taken on a weekend excursion with her best girlfriends to let loose, relax and have a little fun. What harm is there in a little vacation? It’s not like the legends, the haunted history of the place can scare them away. It’s all harmless fun.

Or so she thought.

Something seems familiar about the town. The trees, the winds, the feel of everything. Her ever present nightmares have become more intense within the limits of the old historical setting. She’s prepared to write off the whole trip as nothing more than a case of her mind running away with the sensationalized magic here. When she meets a handsome stranger who’s eager to know her in a way no one else can, she begins to think there may be something more to this place, something more to him.

Will has been waiting, biding his time, and praying that she’ll come back. He’s broken the natural order of things to possibly find her again, weaving their way through the years until they can be together again. He knows he may never find her, but he can’t risk not trying. This place calls to her, just as it did to him. It will bring her back home. It will bring her back to him.

What’s 300 years when it comes to true love? He’s prepared to wait an eternity if he has to, just to see her, hold her, kiss her again.. to make her remember what was stolen from them so long ago. To make her remember who she is, the power she possesses and the love they swore to each other.

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MAY 25TH, 2015

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COVER REVEAL~ WHAT JANIE WANTS~ RHENNA MORGAN…with #Excerpt and #Rafflecopter Giveaway…***Mature content, 18+, please***

 

 

 

What Janie Wants

 

by: Rhenna Morgan

 

Publication Date: June 22, 2015

 

Cover Designer: Mayhem Cover Creations

 

Genre: Contemporary Romance

 

 

 

Synopsis

Clothing optional… Janie McAlister should have known better than to trust her quirky sister’s taste in resorts. Instead of thatched-roof huts and designer pools overlooking the ocean, she’s landed at the one seventies throwback in the Riviera Maya with an open door nudity policy. No way is she going à la natural in public. And she’s sure not entertaining the advances of the bold young man with the delicious body daring her to do exactly that…and so much more. Well, hello, Ms. McAlister… Zade Painel’s a man on a mission—grab some much needed R&R at Gypsy Cove, and figure out how to reclaim his boudoir photography business. He never thought the answer would come in the form of a curvy, forty-year-old redhead and an accidental knee to the ‘nads, but Janie proves to be a force of nature with a penchant for fixing things. She’s also sexy as hell. One way or another, he’s going to help her see just that. And if he plays his cards right, it’ll be a heavenly hands-on approach that lasts way past seven days in paradise.

Excerpt

 

Told in Janie’s Point of View:

 

Janie froze. Every muscle locked up and her breath hitched. The only thing actively working was her heart, which after its initial stumble, had taken off at a gallop.

 

“…make damned sure the only thing you can do is feel.”

 

So tempting. So terribly tempting.

 

The shadows around him accented the sharp angles of his jaw and nose, and his voice dropped to a grumble. “Talk to me, Janie.”

 

And tell him what? That she wanted what he wanted as bad as he did, but she was terrified to give the green light? That she wasn’t sure she could take the disappointment in his eyes if things got serious and he saw what a quality sundress could hide? “What do you want to know?”

 

“Tell me what you want.”

 

Touch. Passion. Contact. Skin. It all rushed in at once, clogging her throat and seizing her thoughts.

 

“One word.” His hand tightened on his lap, not so subtly gripping what looked to be a powerful erection. “One thing at a time.”

 

She swallowed and tried to catch her breath. The request leapt to her tongue, ready for launch. Damn it to hell, she was a living, breathing human, not some freakish deviant. Why couldn’t she say what she wanted? Own it. It was one night. One chance she may never get again. “A kiss.”

 

He stared at her. Quiet.

 

Her lungs burned, the air so thick she could barely breathe.

 

He stood and padded to her side of the bed.

 

With every step, her heartbeat surged a notch. Her thighs pressed so tight together it was a wonder the bed didn’t shake.

 

He unhooked his watch. One of those chunky ones her son had begged her for two Christmas’ ago.  Somehow the silver looked right on Zade. Manly. Effortless and stylish without being overblown.

 

It clunked against the nightstand as he sat it aside.

 

He’d rolled his sleeves up, tanned skin and prominent veins peeking from beneath the crisp blue fabric. The top two buttons of his shirt were open, leaving his neck on display. And his eyes, bright blue and bold as the hottest flame, framed by his loose blond bangs.

 

He scanned her body stretched out on the bed, put a knee to the mattress, and straddled her thighs. Rooting his hands on either side of her head, he held his body over hers, yet not touching. “A kiss.” He dipped closer. Slow, inhaling deep. “Want to point out, you didn’t put any restrictions on your request.”

 

He traced the line of her lips with his own, close enough to tickle and tease, but not nearly enough to give her what she craved. “You didn’t say how…” His warm breath fluttered against her face. “…or where.” He licked her lower lip and lifted his gaze to hers. “I’ll take that to mean I get to taste all of you.”

 

 

Meet the Author

Rhenna Morgan writes for the same reason she reads—to escape reality. Yes, her life rocks—two beautiful little girls, a great husband, a steady job, and the kind of friends that would take you out back if you hurt her. But, like most women, she’s got obligations stacked tight from dusk to dawn. So, when the world gets her down, she slips into something…less realistic. Romance is a must. So is a steamy romp (or four). Nothing thrills her more than the fantasy of new, exciting worlds, strong, intuitive men, and the sigh of, “Oh if only that could happen to me.” So, if you’re picking up one of her books, expect portals into alternate realms and men who’ll fight to keep the women they want. Romantic escape for the women who need it.

 

 

 

 

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RELEASE DAY BLITZ~FORBIDDEN LUST~ AIMEE SHAYE…*Mature content*


Title: Forbidden Lust

Series: The Forbidden Trilogy Book #1
Author: Aimee Shaye
Release Date:  March 25, 2015

 
From author, Aimee
Shaye.
Business magnate William Stonewell has everything a
man could want: a thriving business, loads of money, and cars that are the envy
of his friends. The only thing that’s missing is a woman to share his life
with. Someone he can love. The only problem is that he’s just not very good at
approaching women.
Alexandra Tyler is a bit of a free spirit. She
loves her life and lives every day to the fullest; however, she finds herself
longing to be loved and to love someone in return. Her co-workers laugh at the
fact that she is still a virgin, but she doesn’t care. She knows that she will
only give it up to the man she will marry someday, and not before.

One night out on the town changes the course of
their lives. William never imagined that meeting someone in a bar could result
in such temptation, but there is just something about Alexandra that gets to
him. With sparks flying all around them, William is intrigued to see where this
could go. Stepping out of his comfort zone, he pursues Alexandra ruthlessly. In
his quest for love he realizes that she is one of his employees, and that is a
line he has never crossed before. But he wants to cross it now. Badly. Will
William and Alexandra give in to their forbidden lust? Or will that lust turn
fatal?

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“You are so beautiful.” He breathed against her lips.
“I want to be inside of you. Yet at the same time I want to push all your
buttons and savor the sweet taste of your body.”
Alexandra moaned at the way his voice became a
devilish British purr, giving away the heat that he felt inside of him. Smiling
slyly, Alexandra pushed his shirt off of his shoulders and slowly slid her hand
down his chest and torso, stopping at his waist. Giving him a chaste kiss on
his lips, she started to toy with his belt buckle. Opening the belt, she slowly
unbuttoned and unzipped William’s jeans, making him groan.
As she slid his jeans
down, William was able to feel her hot breath against the part of his cock that
was bare due to the hole of his boxers. Sucking in a breath to control himself,
William watched as Alexandra slowly released him.
 

 

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 Aimee Shaye is a
twenty-one year old self-published author, who published with Amazon and their
partner CreateSpace. Aimee writes Paranormal/Fantasy Romance and Erotica. Her
debut novel, “Destroyed,” was released in September 2014 and is the first novel
in a series titled, “The Chronicles of the Seven Sons.” “The Chronicles of the
Seven Sons (CSS)” is a novel about seven men who are each the first of their
kind and must fulfill an ancient prophecy set by the Greek Fate goddesses. Each
book in the CSS series will focus on each of the seven men and their lives. The
second installment of the CSS series is titled “86” and will be released on
December 17, 2015.
Aimee’s second novel, “Forbidden Lust” releases on March 25, 2015
and is the first book in a trilogy titled “The Forbidden Trilogy.” Each book
will be able to stand alone and tells the individual erotic love stories of
three best friends: William Stonewell, Derrick White, and Jacob Schmidt.

 

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RELEASE DAY~ MARCH 25~ STEP SISTER DEVOTION, PART 3~ EVE CATES…with #Giveaway and excerpt….***Mature content, 18+ only***

 

StepSister Devotion Part Three
by Eve Cates
Series: StepSister Devotion, Part Three
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March 25, 2015

 

 

I asked her to make a choice and deep down, I knew what it would be – our lives didn’t go together, and they still don’t. She’s the head of a giant corporation and I’m a musician who spends months at a time on the road. We exist in different worlds and I can accept that because I’m not the boy I once was, I’m not the broken soul I once was either.

But the world is forever changing, and our professional worlds are merging. Suddenly, we’re keeping similar company. Suddenly, we’re back in each other’s orbit. Things have changed. I have changed. Now, I’m a man who knows what he wants. Now, I’m a man who won’t be playing any games. Now, I’m a man who’ll take what’s mine, and I won’t apologise – not to a single soul.

This is happening. I don’t care anymore. Abigail belongs with me – out in the open, in secret…up against the dressing room door…she belongs with me.

I’m taking what’s mine, and I won’t be sharing.

 

“I want to have our story on stage, Seb. I think back, and sometimes it feels so long ago that I can’t remember it clearly. I need it back. I need those memories to be alive and vivid.”

“And what do you think will happen when people see it? Don’t you think they’ll figure out it’s about us?”

“It doesn’t say they’re stepsiblings. It’s about fighting families.”

“The answer is no, Abi. They are my songs and this is Thom’s production. You don’t get a say. If you want to withdraw your funding, go for it. I’ll f***ing fund it myself.”

“I don’t want to do that. I want to be a part of this.”

Her hands are back on her hips again, and her brow is creased from her exasperation. My thumb itches to smooth out the line in the centre. I drop my gaze to try and cancel out my thoughts. But all I end up doing is slowly raking my gaze down the length of her body. I feel my body stir. I’m not doing this again. I’m not going through this fight.

My gaze drifts back to her eyes and locks for a moment before I speak. “Take off your dress.”

Her perfectly plump lips part in surprise and her cheeks immediately flush. At the same time, she appears confused. “Excuse me?”

“Take off your dress. Lie it over that chair,” I command, indicating the sitting area in Andrew’s office.

“I don’t…” she starts, her flush creeping to her chest as her breasts rise and fall from her rapid breathing.

I step toward her, slowly walking around her until I’m standing against her back, whispering in her ear. Her breath catches when I begin to speak.

“I’m not doing this with you again, Abi. I’m not having you come back into my life, showing up wherever I am, only to tell me that I still can’t have you. I’m not fighting what’s between us because you’re worried about what the world might think. I don’t give a fuck about the world. I don’t give a f*** about your commitments. What I give a f*** about is what I want. And right now…” I lower my mouth to the curve of her neck and lightly brush my lips along its curve until I return to her ear. “I want you to take off this dress and hang it over the back of that chair.”

She gasps and trembles, and I reach up to undo her zip to halfway, exposing the black silk of her bra, gently running my fingers over her exposed skin. “I also care about what you want, Abi. I know you want this. You wouldn’t be back in my life if it weren’t to satisfy a craving. I’m going to give it to you, Abi. I’m going to bend you over that desk, and I’m going to take you while people wait for us in a conference room down the hall. And when it’s over, you can leave, or you can come back for more. It’s up to you. But I won’t fight again, Abi. I’ll be honest about what I want. Will you?”

She sucks in her breath and steps away from me, my c*** strains against the zip of my jeans as my eyes see the milky white skin through her open dress. She reaches behind her and holds it in place so it won’t fall then she turns around to face me. So beautiful and flushed. I wonder if she’s going to go through with this.

 

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Eve Cates is a twenty-something author of contemporary erotic romance. She loves all things naughty, demanding men and difficult situations (pass the popcorn please). Her first series, StepSister Devotion, will be told in four parts, releasing via Kindle Unlimited.

Eve has loved writing ever since she picked up her first crayon and penned a note to her imaginary friend ‘Pok’. Accused of being a ‘dreamer’ as she grew, she’s taken that notion and turned her daydreams into stories to delight and satisfy her readers.

When she isn’t writing, you’ll find her at home with her husband, four children, and two dogs.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Vincent
knows the glamorous side of the Mafia, being born a soldier.
Lake
lives on the opposite side of the tracks, born the daughter of a soldier.
The
light and dark side of him are at constant war, but he is letting his darkness
reign.
She
is trying to find peace, and she will soon be far enough away to find it.
Discovering
that his boss owns her, showed him how little he knew her.
Knowing
all about him only makes her want to hate him.
I’m a fu**ing made man.
I’m just fu**ing trailer trash.
 
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Hey! My name is Sarah Brianne and after living for twenty-two years the characters in my head told me enough was enough and I have finally put pen to paper (or is it finger to keyboard?) to tell their stories. Since I was a little girl I have watched every chick flick I could get my hands on, then when I became older I discovered a whole new world of romance novels. To me there is nothing better then a tale of true love and those are the stories that have inspired me to write. Like everything else in my life I have put my own spin on two lovers destined to be together.

Next to my books my prized possession are my two beautiful fur babies, Kalypso and Khaleesi. I know what you’re thinking, do you pack them in your purse? Yep, right next to my kindle.

 

 

 

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PROMO~ RISE & FALL (THIRD SERIES, BK #4)~ CHARLIE COCHET…*Mature content, 18+ please*

“Rise & Fall (Third Series, Bk #4)” By Charlie Cochet
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Feb. 2, 2015 – Feb. 15, 2015

 

Rise & Fall 

(THIRDS Series, Book #4) 

by Charlie Cochet 

 
Blurb: 
After an attack by the Coalition leaves THIRDS Team Leader Sloane Brodie critically injured, agent Dexter J. Daley swears to make Beck Hogan pay for what he’s done. But Dex’s plans for retribution are short-lived. With Ash still on leave with his own injuries, Sloane in the hospital, and Destructive Delta in the Coalition’s crosshairs, Lieutenant Sparks isn’t taking any chances. Dex’s team is pulled from the case, with the investigation handed to Team Leader Sebastian Hobbs. Dex refuses to stand by while another team goes after Hogan, and decides to put his old HPF detective skills to work to find Hogan before Theta Destructive, no matter the cost.
With a lengthy and painful recovery ahead of him, the last thing Sloane needs is his partner out scouring the city, especially when the lies—however well intentioned—begin to spiral out of control. Sloane is all too familiar with the desire to retaliate, but some things are more important, like the man who’s pledged to stand beside him. As Dex starts down a dark path, it’s up to Sloane to show him what’s at stake, and finally put a name to what’s in his heart.
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Dex sorted out
all of Sloane’s pillows, fluffing them up and arranging them before bringing
the tray over.
Once Sloane was
settled, Dex placed the tray over his lap and kissed him, tasting a faint hint
of minty freshness.
Sloane stared
down at the tray.
“Is it okay?” Dex
asked. Had he forgotten something? “Eggs benedict and pancakes are your
favorite,
right?”
Sloane nodded.
“What’s wrong?”
“You made
heart-shaped pancakes.”
Dex held back a
smile. “Are they too unmanly? Should I have made them grenade-shaped? I’m sure
Letty’s got a
mold for those.”
Sloane chuckled.
“No, hearts are fine. It’s real sweet. Thank you.”
Dex sat down on the
edge of the bed beside him. He ran his fingers through Sloane’s hair feeling
guilty
for having left
him on his own last night. Sloane could take care of himself, even if he was
injured, but
his partner was
drugged up and obviously feeling a little out of it, considering his reaction
to the heart
shaped pancakes.
Maybe it was time he took care of his partner like he’d promised he would.
“Why don’t you
eat your breakfast while I shower, and we’ll watch a movie or something
together?”
Sloane gave him a
wide smile. “I’d like that.”
Dex left Sloane
to his breakfast and went off to shower as quickly as he could. Showering
wasn’t as
much fun without
his partner. As he lathered himself up, a naughty thought occurred to him. He’d
also
promised he’d
make his partner purr. Finishing up, he could barely hold back his smile or the
heat
spreading through
him. Easy there, Daley. Don’t get yourself worked up yet. He dressed in his
comfy
cotton pajama
bottoms and a loose faded Back to the Future T-shirt before heading out into
the
bedroom. Sloane
was smiling, his plate devoid of any evidence food had ever been on there. Wow,
his
partner had been
hungry. Really hungry. Starving. Sort of like after….
“Please tell me
you didn’t.” Dex removed the tray and put it on the floor against the wall. He
pulled the
blanket back and
tried to lift Sloane’s T-shirt, but his partner slapped his hand away. “Sloane,
let me see,
damn it.” He
grabbed Sloane’s wrist with one hand and managed to pull up the cotton shirt,
cursing
under his breath
at the tiny beads of blood seeping through the bandage. “For f**k’s sake, did
you try to
shift?” When
Sloane looked away, Dex had his answer. No wonder his partner was out of it. It
wasn’t
just the meds.
Sloane hadn’t recuperated from postshift. Dex opened the minifridge and found
it empty.
“When?” He
slammed the fridge door shut.
“Last night.
After you called,” Sloane mumbled.
“Last night?” Dex
put a hand to his head. Veggies and hummus were all well and good for Sloane’s
Human side, but
not for the Felid inside him. He needed meat, protein, and more than the packet
of
sliced chicken
Dex had left him in the fridge. “F**k. Sloane, you know you’re not supposed to
attempt
shifting. The
doctor said so, and it’s in the packet. To make matters worse, you do it when
there’s no
one here to
perform postshift trauma care? With no access to the right foods? What were you
thinking?”
“I’m thinking I
need to f**king heal, and if that’s the quickest way to do it, then it’s a risk
I’m willing to
take!”
Sloane’s ferocity
surprised Dex, and he took a step back. His partner’s pupils were dilated and
his fangs
slightly
elongated. F**k, what the hell was going on? It was like Sloane was having
trouble controlling his
feral side. Dex
could see it. He could see the Felid inside Sloane staring back at him from
behind glowing
amber eyes. Could
the meds be doing this? The recovery packet the doctor had given them
specifically
instructed Sloane
not shift while he was healing, especially while on his meds.
“Okay, take it
easy. It’s me.” Dex held his hands up in front of him and swallowed hard, aware
of the
telltale signs.
“There’s no hurry for you to heal, Sloane. It’s okay.”
“It’s not okay,”
Sloane snarled, his fingers flexing against the sheets and his nails starting
to grow. F**k.
Oh f**k.
“Sloane, you need
to breathe. Calm down.” Dex slowly edged away from the bed. Why was this
happening? Sloane
had never lost his grip on his Felid side. Not to mention he’d yet to fully
recover from
his first
attempt. “Please, Sloane. Your body’s not healed from the first try. Who knows
what asecond
attempt will do?”
There was no
reply from Sloane. He was gritting his teeth, his face red, and his muscles
straining.
“Sloane, you need
to stop.”
“I can’t.” Sloane
lowered his head, his fierce gaze on Dex.
“Why?”
“To protect you!”
Dex gasped as
Sloane let out a roar, his body starting to shift. What the hell was Dex
supposed to do?
He’d never faced
a Therian who’d lost control of his Human side, much less an Apex predator.
Quickly,
he backed up
against the far wall, cringing as Sloane’s cries of agony filled the room.
Sloane tore at his
clothes, pulling
his T-shirt and pajama bottoms off before his mass shifted, bones popped, and
fur
pierced his skin.
Dex reached into his pocket and with shaky hands placed a call.
A gruff voice
answered. “What do you want?”
“Ash, you have to
help me.” The panic in his voice must have been clear, because Ash’s tone
instantly
transformed from
its usual gruffness to concern.
“What’s going on,
Dex? Talk to me.”
“It’s Sloane.
He’s shifting, but it’s not… not normal. He tried last night but couldn’t
complete the transformation. Then we got into an argument, and it’s like he’s
lost it. I don’t think he’s in control. How
is that
possible?”
“Hide.”
“What?”
“Hide somewhere
he can’t get to you. I’m on my way. I’ve still got my key to your place.”
Ash hung up, and
Dex shoved his phone in his pocket. Where the f**k was he supposed to hide?
When
he moved his gaze
to the bed, he stilled. There was no time for hiding. The huge black jaguar lay
in the
center of the
bed, his tail thumping against the headboard. He sniffed the sheets, then the
air before his

 

gaze landed on
Dex.

 

About the Author
Charlie Cochet is an author by day and artist by night. Always quick to succumb to the whispers of her wayward muse, no star is out of reach when following her passion. From Historical to Fantasy, Contemporary to Science Fiction, there’s bound to be plenty of mischief for her heroes to find themselves in, and plenty of romance, too!
Currently residing in South Florida, Charlie looks forward to migrating to a land where the weather includes seasons other than hot, hotter, and boy, it’s hot! When she isn’t writing, she can usually be found reading, drawing, or watching movies. She runs on coffee, thrives on music, and loves to hear from readers.
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The Debt Collector
Season 2
by Susan Kaye Quinn
 
Blurb:
What’s your life worth on the open market?
In this gritty urban fantasy, debt collectors take your life energy and give it to someone more “worthy”… all while paying the price with black marks on their souls.
“Wraith is amazing and just as compelling as Lirium—once again I’m hooked!!”
“I loved being back in this world! Wraith has captivated me.”
Wraith is a shadow in the night, haunting the bedrooms of the rich “high potentials” who have stolen life energy from the desperate and dying. The justice and the sweet mercy hit that follow keep her from falling into her own personal abyss. Her secret nighttime work also keeps her on level for her real mission: carrying on her father’s legacy of attempting to bring an end to debt collection as a whole. But when a mysterious debt collector interrupts her in the act and discovers her secret, everything Wraith loves may be destroyed by the one thing she can never fix– the original sin of being a debt collector herself.
Contains mature content and themes.
OPTIONED FOR VIRTUAL REALITY BY IMMERSIVE ENTERTAINMENT
2014 Semi-Finalist in Science Fiction in the Kindle Book Awards
The nine episodes of Season Two of the Debt Collector serial are collectively 125k words or about 500 pages.
It is recommended that you start with the first season, but each season is a complete story for that debt collector and can serve as an entry point to the series. There are five planned seasons in the Debt Collector series, the first four each from the perspective of a different debt collector with the fifth season bringing all four together.
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Excerpt Debt Collector Season Two, first episode – Wraith
“Adrien Odel,” I say with my best judge-and-jury voice. This part is important. I want him to know why I’m here. I’m not a debt collector for the mob or some rogue collector out for juice on the side. I’m not the government’s grim reaper, cashing out the destitute to feed a corrupt life energy supply system. I’m something he’s never heard of: a debt collector who will make him pay for his sins. A vengeful angel brought to his bedroom by his own foul actions. At least, that’s what I want him to think. The suit usually helps, along with the wild-flowing curly black hair.
“I… what…” He’s still breathless. But he’s smart, too, and quickly figures it out. His legs are trapped under the blanket, but his arms are free, so he lunges for me—the typical response. If he tried to twist away, making me lose contact with his bare skin, I might actually get into trouble. But my targets almost always go for my throat, especially the men. And most of them are men. I’m not biased—I’ll hunt down anyone who trafficks in life energy—but while the occasional socialite, movie star, or female corporate executive might make my list, it’s usually the men who think they can make deals with the mob and get away with it. And when they see a woman in a skin-tight suit perched on their chest in bed, they automatically assume they have the advantage.
I pull another hit from him.
Odel’s back arches again, but the pleasure is all mine.
I let it go longer this time, closing my eyes and drinking it in. I’m careful not to pull too fast—I’ve still got a few scars from those early trial-and-error lessons in how to collect, and I don’t need any more angry red marks across my palms. Plus I’m not ready to do the full collection yet. Odel still needs to learn his lesson. But I take a drink and let the energy seep out to every living cell in my body.
Damn, I’ve missed this.
Not sure why I thought I could resist in the first place. And my targets do deserve everything they get. Any “high potential” who steals the life energy of someone “less deserving” needs a taste of what that kind of dying feels like. But I’m fooling myself if I think it’s only about the justice. I’m an addict, through and through. Really no better than the government’s debt collectors who do it for a paycheck and their ten percent cut of the hit.
Might as well get used to that, too.
I breathe out a deep sigh and stop the pull. I’m almost dizzy with the high. Too much. Need to be more careful. By the time I lazily open my eyes, Odel’s body is slack against the bed, his arms lying where they fell once I started the transfer. His chest is heaving, and the gray pallor is starting to show in his face. It’s hard to tell with all the creepy red glow-light in his room, but he’s definitely looking more like death than when I came in.
“What do you want?” His words are wheezy.
I lick my lips, already dry from the take. “You took something that doesn’t belong to you,” I say. “I’m here to take it back.”
“I can… I can pay you,” he says, already reaching the desperate, bargaining stage. That was fast. “Anything you want.”
“I don’t want your money, Odel,” I say, chastising him lightly. The high is making me want to play with him, and that’s not a good sign. It’s been too long. I should have known it would be hard to come back. “I want your life.”
“Please.” God, he’s starting to tear up now. These pampered high potentials can be so soft once you get them out of the boardroom. “Please don’t kill me. I’ve… I’ve got a family.” He doesn’t try to escape my hold on his forehead this time, like he’s finally figured out my palm is a gun barrel pressed against his skin. But he flails his arm to the side, reaching for something.
I shove down against his forehead, and his head sinks into the pillow. His hands go up in surrender.
“Is there something you need?” I ask.
“I just… I have… a picture…” He’s trying to look with just his eyes for whatever he was reaching for. Sometimes I forget how smart these high potentials are. I should know, I’m one of them. And a smart animal trapped in a corner becomes even smarter as the panic brings out every instinct for survival they have, including using all their brain cells at once. And sometimes they figure out my one weakness really fast.
I lean back and look, even though I know better.
He blindly reaches for the slick black photo cube. It’s the kind you tap and a holographic projection pops up whatever you’ve programmed: slide shows, video snippets, the slice-of-life stuff everyone has. It reaches in and stabs me in several different ways: because he has a smiling mother and a cute younger brother and a shiny-coated dog who adores him; because all the people whose life-energy he stole lost all of that and more; and because I have a cube just like it at home. Only the people on it are dead, and my empty apartment will only ever house me, my debt collector suit, and a haunting memory of a life that could have been but wasn’t. Because I do this instead.
I hold my free hand out to him. “Give it to me.”
He hands it over, a slight tremble in his fingers.
My palm is still plastered to his forehead, but I ease up on the pressure a little. It’s starting to sweat, making the contact slick. I need to move this along.
I hold up the cube. It’s still playing, so I freeze it. “Alicia Kentworth had a family, too. Only hers wasn’t rich. Trina Smith had two daughters she left behind. Matt Worthy was only twenty-five when they came for him, but he already had a beautiful baby girl. One who will never know her daddy.”
“I… I swear, I don’t know those people.” The desperation in his voice is inching up to hope, like he thinks he can talk his way out of this.
“No, of course you don’t.” I toss the cube aside, and it tumbles across the carpet. “You don’t think to ask about them when you’re getting your precious life energy hits, do you? You never say, Hey, Mr. Mob Boss, who had to die so I can be a little more peppy for that upcoming board meeting? Because then you’d have to think about it. And that might make it a little harder to sleep in this incredibly peacocky bed you have here.”
Odel has gone very still with my words, and I can see it on his face: he’s gotten to the stage where he realizes he’s not getting out of this. That anything he says will probably only make it worse. What he doesn’t know is that’s what I was waiting for: the look that says he understands what’s happening. And he knows he’s going to pay.

 

About the Author
Susan Kaye Quinn is the author of the bestselling Mindjack Trilogy and the Debt Collector serial, as well as other speculative fiction novels and short stories. Her work has appeared in the Synchronic anthology and has been optioned for Virtual Reality by Immersive Entertainment. Her business card says “Author and Rocket Scientist” but she mostly sits around in her PJs in awe that she gets to write full time.
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BOUND BY THE BUCCANEER

[Pirates of the Jolie Rouge Trilogy]

NORMANDIE ALLEMAN

{Erotica Historical Romance}

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Bound by the Buccaneer by Normandie Alleman

WELCOME< NORMANDIE!!

What is the appeal of Buccaneers and romance for today’s readers?
The appeal of the pirate is timeless. The original “bad boy”, the pirate is “hard to get”, a perfect challenge for the woman who wants to catch that elusive fish and be the one to make him settle down and change his ways. Often at sea and living by his own code of conduct, a pirate doesn’t usually have time for significant relationships. Pirates are outlaws, yet we are sympathetic to them, partly because we can live vicariously through their adventures. We can sit in the comfort of our reading nooks and experience their risky quests for freedom, wealth, and excitement.
During the 1600’s there were certain standards as to how people were expected to behave. However, pirates had a healthy disregard for laws and convention. Pirates are rebels, and therefore the characters in Bound by the Buccaneer are liable to do things outside social mores. One of the reasons we read is to hear stories about people who do things we ourselves would not. Speaking of that, here’s a snippet of what happens when Frederica’s beloved Gaston tells her that he must share her with the three pirate captains with whom they have just formed an alliance.

 

Excerpt

“You did what?” A white fury had overtaken Frederica, and was now in a full-blown rage. “You agreed I would do what?” Her voice grew more shrill by the minute.
Gaston had taken her back to their cabin aboard the Ocean’s Knave and told her about his agreement with Pugwash, Chatham, and Appling. He seemed upset about the bargain too, his brow had a new crease and he looked weary. He sat on the bed as Frederica paced around the room trying to absorb the news.
“If you won’t agree to this, Freddie, we will not receive their protection. We will be sailing the Caribbean marked men, the prime target for every pirate ship on the water. Our crew is mighty, but one day we will find ourselves out-manned, out-gunned, or both.
We headed down this path because you don’t have the stomach for killing innocents, but there are consequences to every action. And the consequences for what we’ve done is that we’re the most hunted, most wanted pirates in the Caribbean.”
“Good deeds must be punished? Is that what you’re saying?” she asked defiantly.
“Frederica, you are not a child. Do not behave as one. Pirates, as a rule, do not share your scruples. Perhaps I should never have gone along with your idea to raid other pirate ships, but I did and there’s no sense in rehashing events from the past. What’s done is done.
“The answer is simple. We need protection, a larger force. There is strength in numbers and these three captains are willing to join us with their ships and their crews. That would make us 400 strong, Frederica! Imagine that…The only snag is if they think me a dandy who dances to a woman’s tune they will have no desire to be associated with the Ocean’s Knave.” He shook his head. “And no pirate worth his salt would blame them”
Knowing he spoke the truth did little to quell her concerns. Her stomach tightened. “I still don’t understand why they must bed me,” she complained. Gaston was treating her as if she were a possession to be shared without a hint of concern for how his actions would affect her, and it hurt.
Running out of patience he sighed. “My dear, if I offer you as a gift they will view you more as my property than as my shrew, thereby proving their concerns are unfounded.”
Rolling her eyes she repeated his words with a sneer. “Your property?”
“Yes, my property,” he said in a no-nonsense tone.
“But…” she tried to find words. The idea of three men, strangers to her, taking her body as they wished frightened her. However, along with the fear, she felt a little glimmer of excitement and possibly curiosity. Gaston was the only man she’d ever been intimate with, and now she wondered what it would be like to be taken by another man.

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Here’s the blurb:

Bound by the BuccaneerTwo years after Rescued by the Buccaneer, Gaston and Frederica have found great success raiding other pirate ships, but as a result have drawn a target on their backs. Their only hope of avoiding vengeance from the pirate community is to form an alliance with a trio of like-minded sea captains, but in order to guarantee their cooperation Gaston is forced to offer them a night with Frederica.

Though she agrees to the tryst, Frederica cannot predict the consequences of broadening her carnal education or how her actions will affect Gaston. As jealousy and desperation threaten to consume him, will Gaston lose his beloved Frederica or discover a way to tie her to him forever?

Bound by the Buccaneer will be released by Stormy Night Publications on the 25th July.

**Publisher’s Note: Bound by the Buccaneer is the second book of the Pirates of the Jolie Rouge trilogy, which began with Rescued by the Buccaneer. It is an adventure and erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes including a foursome, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

 

 

Excerpt (Mature content, 18+please)

“You did what?” A white fury had overtaken Frederica, and was now in a full-blown rage. “You agreed I would do what?” Her voice grew more shrill by the minute.
Gaston had taken her back to their cabin aboard the Ocean’s Knave and told her about his agreement with Pugwash, Chatham, and Appling. He seemed upset about the bargain too, his brow had a new crease and he looked weary. He sat on the bed as Frederica paced around the room trying to absorb the news.
“If you won’t agree to this, Freddie, we will not receive their protection. We will be sailing the Caribbean marked men, the prime target for every pirate ship on the water. Our crew is mighty, but one day we will find ourselves out-manned, out-gunned, or both.
We headed down this path because you don’t have the stomach for killing innocents, but there are consequences to every action. And the consequences for what we’ve done is that we’re the most hunted, most wanted pirates in the Caribbean.”
“Good deeds must be punished? Is that what you’re saying?” she asked defiantly.
“Frederica, you are not a child. Do not behave as one. Pirates, as a rule, do not share your scruples. Perhaps I should never have gone along with your idea to raid other pirate ships, but I did and there’s no sense in rehashing events from the past. What’s done is done.
“The answer is simple. We need protection, a larger force. There is strength in numbers and these three captains are willing to join us with their ships and their crews. That would make us 400 strong, Frederica! Imagine that…The only snag is if they think me a dandy who dances to a woman’s tune they will have no desire to be associated with the Ocean’s Knave.” He shook his head. “And no pirate worth his salt would blame them”
Knowing he spoke the truth did little to quell her concerns. Her stomach tightened. “I still don’t understand why they must bed me,” she complained. Gaston was treating her as if she were a possession to be shared without a hint of concern for how his actions would affect her, and it hurt.
Running out of patience he sighed. “My dear, if I offer you as a gift they will view you more as my property than as my shrew, thereby proving their concerns are unfounded.”
Rolling her eyes she repeated his words with a sneer. “Your property?”
“Yes, my property,” he said in a no-nonsense tone.
“But…” she tried to find words. The idea of three men, strangers to her, taking her body as they wished frightened her. However, along with the fear, she felt a little glimmer of excitement and possibly curiosity. Gaston was the only man she’d ever been intimate with, and now she wondered what it would be like to be taken by another man.

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Since these books are best read in order, here is the blurb for the first book in the series – Rescued by the Buccaneer.

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When Frederica Beauchamp boards a ship for the Americas, she dreams of a life filled with adventure, but she gets more than she bargained for when her passenger ship is attacked by pirates. The heartless men kidnap her and force her to serve their captain—a fate that might be worse than death, since though he does not have his way with her, the captain delights in baring her, shaming her, and thrashing her bare bottom as punishment for every imagined disobedience.

After the pirates bring aboard an injured man found floating in the sea, Frederica tends to his wounds and learns that he is Gaston Galette, a survivor of a shipwrecked vessel. Gaston seeks her help to overthrow the vile captain, but when their plan goes awry he is forced to use all of his wiles to save them. As the naïve girl and the seasoned sailor navigate one perilous situation after another, he informs Frederica that the only way they can survive is if he is in command, and that if she thinks things can be otherwise, she will be taken over his knee for a bare bottom spanking.

As he watches the proud, willful Frederica bow to his authority, however, Gaston worries that her growing hold on his heart will be his downfall. He knows he cannot take a woman with him when he returns to his ship and crew, but when Frederica accepts his lustful dominance completely, submitting to him with grace and beauty no other woman could match, Gaston realizes that he may never be able to let her go.

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Read the other books in the Pirates of the Jolie Rouge Trilogy!

Book One – Rescued by the Buccaneer
Book Two – Bound by the Buccaneer
Book Three –
(coming late Fall 2014)

And don’t miss Normandie’s popular Daddy’s Girl Series:
Book One – Daddy Morebucks
Book Two – Daddy’s Game
Book Three – (
coming Fall 2014)

 

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AllemanLogoSmallAbout the Author
A former psychologist, Normandie has always been fascinated by human behavior. She loves writing quirky characters that are all too human. Fiber arts, baking, and Pinterest are a few of her favorite pastimes. She lives on a farm with a passel of kids, an adorable husband, and a pet pig who’s crazy for Red Bull.

 

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MATURE CONTENT*18+PLEASE~ PROMO~ SATURDAYS AT THE VIPER ROOMS~ KIRSTY-ANNE STILL

Blurb:
Book One of The Viper Series.“You and I know I can’t say no.” I swallow my fear and allow my eyes to fall down to his chest, I can’t look at him. “And I can’t lose you.”

Joely Gilbert, one of two head Viper Girls for the club, strives to maintain a double life both full of deceit, betrayal, sex, lust, and fear. She knows the rules of the club and the way the boss works like no other, but she is the one breaking everything she knows in order to keep the new life she has. After running from her past, she’ll do anything to stay away from it. It’s what makes her perfect for the job. It’s what makes her normal.

Everyone has a story when they arrive at the doors of The Viper Rooms.

It’s this that binds clients and Viper Girls together. Each want to forget, each want something to remember, to feel, to lust over. The Viper Rooms gives the exclusive a time in their life to get the things they need from a club devoted solely to them. No strings attached, no questions asked. But what lies beneath the surface can’t always be stopped. It can’t be silenced forever.

And Joely’s one of the girls who knows that more than anyone else.

What happens when her facade starts to break? What would Joely rather give up; the man who wants to save her, but could die trying, or the life that could ultimately kill her? Is pleasure worth the pain?

**Due to themes and scenes in the book, this is not recommended to under 18′s. **
The Runaway Viper Book Two:
Coming July 6, 2014

Goodread link for The Runaway Viper (released July 6th)

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RELEASE BLITZ: Intergalactic Heat by Jessica E. Subject…

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**18+ mature content**

Intergalactic Heat by Jessica E. Subject

Intergalactic Heat by Jessica E. Subject

A date on a space station? Alien lovers? Madame Evangeline, owner of the exclusive 1Night Stand dating service is known to be magical in fulfilling the ideal dates of her clients, but she’s outdone herself this time, bring together beings from Earth and beyond. As long as applicants are willing to let go of their pasts and open their hearts and minds, she will find their perfect match, whether they be a former sci-fi television star, a nurse, an employee of the Space Service, a former Marine, or even an extraterrestrial. Because everyone in the universe deserves a happily ever after…

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Excerpt from Beneath the Starry Sky – MF Contemporary Erotic Romance

She’d held onto so much hope for this date, and nothing had gone right. She still didn’t know who this guy was. Yet, he’d already rejected her with his expression. This is the last date Im going on, unless Im lucky enough for my hair to grow back.

His gaze never left her, making her even more humiliated. “You’re….”

“What? Ugly? Bald?”

He shook his head. “No, I was going to say my date. I’ve been so busy lately and Madame Evangeline had to send me a reminder.”

She paused at the Frenchwoman’s name. Could this hunk of a man really be her date? Didn’t matter. He wouldn’t want her now. “Well, surprise! I’m damaged goods, so you might as well leave and ask her for a refund.”

As she slumped to the floor, more tears streamed down her face. Why is life so unfair? She’d worked hard all of her life, never taking shortcuts or the easy way out. Not an outcast or popular, she’d been friends with everyone in school and college. And healthy. She’d taken extra care to eat properly in order to avoid being diagnosed with diabetes, like her parents.

Since that fateful day when she’d discovered her two, oval-shaped bald patches, she’d been dumped by her fiancé and lost all of her hair, along with any chance to find love and have a family vanishing. Kids were out of the question. Sure, their chances of inheriting alopecia were unlikely, but on the chance they did, they’d hate her for passing her faulty genetics on to them. She couldn’t live with that. She’d be alone. Forever.

 

**Due to mature content excerpts for the following can be found on the author’s website**

Excerpt from Celestial Seduction – MF Science Fiction Erotic Romance

 

Excerpt from Satin Sheets in Space – MFM Science Fiction Erotic Romance

*Due to mature content, excerpts available on the author’s website*

Bio:

Jessica Subject started writing to encourage her daughter to read. Now she writes to keep herself grounded. Although she reads many genres, she enjoys writing Science Fiction Romance the most and believes everyone in the universe deserves a happily ever after. She lives Southwestern Ontario, Canada with her husband and two kids and loves to hear from anyone who has enjoyed her stories.

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