Thursday, 15 January 2015

YES, MASTER By MARGARET MCHEYZER Book Blitz




Title:Yes, Master
Author: Margaret McHeyzer
 Release Date: February 13, 2014


A book SO HOT it is banned on Amazon

 

 

PRAISE FOR YES, MASTER

 

‘Raw, intense, heart breaking and gripping Yes, Master is absolutely brilliant.’ 
~ Rumpled Sheets Blog

‘Exquisite, brilliant and heart wrenching FIVE STARS!!!! 
~ T.H. Snyder

‘OMG wow, I mean OMG. I knew this story would be intense, but it blew my mind. 
~ Twin Opinions

‘Ms. McHeyzer has given us characters with depth and courage and a storyline that is mesmerizing. 
~ Christina

 

 

 

Synopsis


This prologue contains distressing content. It is only suited for readers over 18. 
My uncle raped me.

I was 10 years old when it started.


At 13 he told me I was no longer wanted because I had started to develop.


At 16 I was ready to kill him.


Today, I’m broken.


Today, I only breathe to survive.


My name’s Sergeant Major Ryan Jenkins and today, I’m ready to tell you my story.










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Banned on Amazon but kindle copies can be purchased via Smashwords








Author Bio

**Bound by custom or unique by choice.**

There's something about the written word that's pure magic.


Possibly it's the fact that there are 26 letters in the English alphabet, and they can create something so beautiful or so empowering that they're able to change our lives.

How important is it that we break suit and stretch our minds?

I like to think of myself as 'unique'. My stories aren't for everyone, and sometimes I may push what you believe to be 'normal'.

Normal is subjective.

I prefer to be known as a person who's never been 'bound by custom' but is 'unique by choice'.

Until next time

Mxx




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JANUARY Calendar Girl #1 By Audrey Carlan




Title: January
Series: Calendar Girl #1
Author: Audrey Carlan
 Release Date: January 15, 2015


Synopsis


It’s really simple. I needed money. A lot of money. One million dollars to be exact. The amount didn’t matter. All that mattered is that at the end of that price tag held my father’s life.

No money. No life.

The time limit was one year. On January 1st I had to pay up or my Father was going to be killed.

When you’re faced with an ultimatum like this, you do whatever you have to do.

And that’s exactly what I did.

The job…Exquisite Escorts. My role, serve as high priced arm candy to anyone that can afford the $100,000 price tag for a month of my company. Sex is optional (for me) and a 20% increase on the price.



***

Mia Saunders just barely escaped a paltry life back home in Las Vegas until she gets the call that her Father has been beaten to within an inch of his life for not paying his gambling debt. Problem is, the lone shark is her lousy, ruthless ex-boyfriend. Another guy in a long line of men she’d fallen head over heels for. Not anymore.

Mia’s mission is simple. Serve as a high-priced escort for her Aunt’s company and pay monthly against her Father’s bad debt. A month with a rich man who she doesn’t have to sleep with if she doesn’t want to? Easy money. At least that’s the way it was supposed to go.

Each installment in the Calendar Girl Serial will release every month throughout 2015. The stories will feature Mia, told from her perspective as she continues her journey as an escort to twelve clients in twelve different locations.

Warning: This book is designed for audiences 18+ due to language and graphic sexual content.









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99c

AMAZON US / UK






Excerpt

“Sweetheart, we need to set some ground rules.” His voice was a grumble against my skin. He swirled his tongue over the ball of one shoulder and bit down.
I moaned. “Ground rules?” I barely made out the words, while enjoying his talented fingers as they tugged and elongated each peak. My body was on hyperalert, his hands massaging and cupping each globe while those relentless fingers gave each nipple the most beautiful torture.
“Rule one: We’re going to have an insane amount of sex this month.” He pressed hard on each tip simultaneously. I cried out in bliss, the heat between my legs soaking the wisp of fabric I was wearing.
“And that’s a rule?” I said breathlessly leaning further back into him, grinding my ass into his thick erection. Sounded like a damn good rule to me.
Wes groaned and then retaliated by twisting each nip, perfectly adding just the right amount of pleasure and pain.
“Rule two is when we’re together like this, it’s only me and you. The entire month we’re monogamous.”
I bit down on my lip and focused on swiveling my hips pressing against what I could feel to be a pretty impressive package. “Agreed.”
Both hands moved off my breast for a moment then they were back, though somehow wetted. They slid smoothly around each areola and I melted, barely able to stay in a standing position.
He must have sensed the instability and moved to lock an arm around my waist but kept up his sweet seduction of my breasts. Jesus, the man was my new hero. If he kept this up, I’d come without ever being penetrated. I leaned an arm back and clasped him behind the neck, arching into his hand, wanting so badly to kiss him, but his lock on my waist and the firm pressure of his front against my back prevented it.
“Rule three: We never sleep in the same bed. We do not want to confuse this with something it’s not. I like you, Mia. A lot. I wouldn’t want to hurt you by making you believe I was in a position for a relationship. Understand?”
The hand that was around my waist shifted and crept low, very low, until he was there, right there where I wanted him most.
“Oh, fuck yeah, I understand,” I said and pushed my hips into his twirling finger. And I did understand. We wanted exactly the same thing. Friendship and physical release. 
He chuckled against my neck, the puffs of air stirring my hair. Out of nowhere he flipped my body around, sank to his knees, and yanked down my panties. They were stuck at the ankles where I had neglected to remove my heels. As I locked eyes with his, he opened me with his thumbs, flattened his tongue, and went to town on my clit.
“Oh, oh, oh.”  I was relegated to monosyllables and nothing more.
Between licks I could swear he started talking. My brain was having a really hard time paying close attention, but finally he pulled away and I zeroed in, gripping his hair and trying to push him towards my aching cleft. “Rule four:”—his eyes twinkled and he inhaled my scent then licked his lips like he was enjoying the finest delicacy and was about to feast. “Never fall in love,” he said with a grin then sucked the throbbing nub into his mouth and flicked his tongue against the tip.
I almost fell over. I leaned back, and he helped me into a position where I was lying on the bed, legs dangling over the edge, and opened wide, him in between them. “That might be impossible…” I whispered as his tongue drove into my sex. I was right on the edge when he stopped in the middle of a perfect combination of tongue and finger action. I groaned loudly.
“Excuse me,” he said, voice tight with a razor’s edge.
I gripped his hair and did an ab curl up to my elbows. “Relax, Wes. I’m in love with your fucking tongue. Now stick it in me and make me come so I can return the favor.”
The sexiest grin I’d ever seen slipped across his face. “Best decision I ever made, hiring you.”







Author Bio


Audrey Carlan is an Amazon Best Selling Author who writes erotic contemporary romances, such as the wildly popular "Falling Series." She lives in the sunny California Valley two hours away from the city, the beach, the mountains and the precious…the vineyards. She has been married to the love of her life for over 10 years and has two young children that live up to their title of “Monster Madness” on daily basis. When she’s not writing, sipping wine with her “soul sisters”, or doing yoga, she can be found with her nose stuck in book or her Kindle. A hot, smutty, romantic book to be exact!



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Wednesday, 14 January 2015

OBLIGATION (Underground Kings #2) by AURORA ROSE REYNOLDS

RELEASE DATE: February 12th, 2015
Blurb
[ob-li-gey-shuh n]
An obligation is a course of action that someone is required to take, whether legal or moral.


Myla was sent to a family her father and mother had chosen for her when they knew their time on earth was almost up.
Kai has been watching Myla from afar since he took over the family business from his father and inherited the responsibility of keeping her safe.
When word gets back to Kai that Myla is in danger he immediately jumps into action and does the only thing that can be done at the time by marrying her.
To Kai, Myla is an unwanted obligation, something that has to be done in order to protect the family business. And to Myla, Kai is another man who she believes will let her down. Neither Myla nor Kai would have thought that something that started off as a farce would become the most important thing either of them could've ever done.






Assumption (Underground Kings) Book One
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Goodreads Link: http://bit.ly/1olp5C0
Additional Books by Aurora Rose Reynolds
Until Series
Until November (Book 1)
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Until Trevor (Book 2)
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Until Lily (Book 3)
Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/1pzOdYk

Until Nico (Book 4)


About the Author

Aurora Rose Reynolds is a navy brat who's husband served in the United States Navy. She has lived all over the country but now resides in New York City with her Husband and pet fish. She's married to an alpha male that loves her as much as the men in her books love their women. He gives her over the top inspiration everyday. In her free time she reads, writes and enjoys going to the movies with her husband and cookie. She also enjoys taking mini weekend vacations to nowhere, or spends time at home with friends and family. Last but not least she appreciates everyday and admires it's beauty.








KALEIDOSCOPE HEARTS By Claire Contreras COVER REVEAL



KALEIDOSCOPE HEARTS is a stand-alone and
will be released on January 22nd.   


Add to your TBR at: http://bit.ly/1wSbxzj

Blurb

He was my older brother's best friend. 
He was never supposed to be mine. 
I thought we would get it out of our system and move on. 

One of us did. 
One of us left. 

Now he’s back, looking at me like he wants to devour me. And all those feelings I’d turned into anger are brewing into something else, something that terrifies me. 
He broke my heart last time. This time he'll obliterate it.





PULSE by AMITY CROSS Cover Reveal




Title: Pulse
Series: The Beat and the Pulse #2
Author: Amity Cross
Genre: Erotic Romance
Cover Design: Ari at Cover It! Designs
 Release Date: February 5, 2015


Synopsis


Ren Miller never dreamed her life would turn out quite like this.

On the cusp of qualifying for the brand new woman's UFC league, she's finally found the thing that makes her tick. She finally has a whole new life before her, but it’s one that doesn't include Ash Fuller.


No one has seen or heard from Beat's Golden Boy in six months, not even Ren. He's disappeared off the face of the earth and he's just another person who's ended up abandoning her when she needed him the most. He broke her heart, but he took the one thing that was hers. Her spirit.


When someone unexpected turns up at Beat with an ultimatum, Ren must make a decision. Go after Ash and her own heart or make her Dad's dream of winning a Championship come true.


Will Ren choose to fight?


Or sacrifice everything to save the man she loves?


18+ due to mature sexual content









Available Now


AMAZON US / UK / AU








Author Bio


Amity Cross isn't her real name. That's no secret.

She is the author of wicked stories about rock stars looking for redemption, gritty romances featuring MMA fighters and dark tales of forbidden romance. She loves to write about screwed up relationships and kick ass female leads that don't take s**t lying down.

Amity lives in a leafy country town in southern Australia and can be found chained to her desk, held at ransom by her characters.

Don't send help. She likes it.



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DANGEROUS TEMPTATIONS By Brooke Cumberland

Tentative Release Date: End of February 2015
Photography by Perrywinkle Photography
Models: Chase Williams and Whitney Rae Diederich

SYNOPSIS 
One night was all it took…
One night to ruin everything I thought I knew.

From the outside, I had the perfect lifestyle.
Wealthy fiancé, blossoming career, amazing friends.

I wasn’t looking to get married yet, but when William—“Manhattan’s royalty”—charmed his way into my life, I couldn’t deny the security and comfort that overcame me. 

To society, I was the girl only after his money. I was the party-goer who managed to seduce a man twice my age to have the lifestyle some could only dream of. I was every magazine’s clichĂ© of what a gold-digging whore was.

I wanted to prove them wrong—that our love was real and that I wasn’t that girl.

But then everything changed. 
One wrong decision. One unfaithful night. One haunting reality.
Perhaps they were right. 

The media didn’t see it coming…and neither did I. 


**This is a stand alone romance suspense novel with no cliffhanger. HEA depends on who you ask.**
Recommended for readers 18 and up due to strong language and explicit sexual content.



CHAPTER ONE EXCERPT
Oh god.
My head was pounding. Or wait, was someone at the door?
There’s no way I was this hung over. Or was I? Shit, I didn’t know. It was pitch black but then I realized I hadn’t opened my eyes yet, but the pounding was definitely apparent.
I rolled over, feeling the weight shift around on the mattress. The light, fluffy comforter felt great on my hot skin. The rest of me felt like I’d been hit by a truck.
My body jerked. Something was wrong. 
I don’t have a light, fluffy comforter.
I opened my eyes, blinking several times to get used to the bright light. The sun was shining in, and I silently cursed that damn window for not shielding the sunlight out.
I sucked in a breath as I tried to remember the events from last night.
I couldn’t. Not much after dinner anyway. I knew I went out for Brittainy’s bachelorette party. The girls and I took a limo all over the city, taking us to dinner at (restaurant name here) and then we ended up at Le Bain for dancing and drinks.
The rest was kind of fuzzy.
I squinted, arching my back to stretch out the kinks. Good lord it felt like my body had been folded in half and beaten all night long.
I roamed my hands down my body, feeling for any kind of evidence. I was naked, completely naked, and I never slept naked unless…
I brought my fingers down in between my legs. It ached, badly. I could tell I had a full body work out last night.
I felt sick, like I was going to throw up, but I continued lying straight, hoping it’d pass.
I breathed in and out, slowly. Once my stomach calmed down, I attempted to move. A firm hand grabbed around my waist, pulling me back before I had the chance to get up.
“Don’t move,” a low, deep gravelly voice growled. It was a voice of a man who’d just woken up. Next to me.
Once I let it sink it, it rang a bell, but I couldn’t quite place it. He pulled my body to his, my back to his chest as he gripped my hip with one of his hands. He dipped his chin onto my shoulder and whispered over my ear, “I still have the taste of you on my lips.” I could feel his hot breath on me, the scent of alcohol apparent as I inhaled against him. 
Holy shit.
I tried and racked my brain of any memory of last night. Who the hell was this guy? What was his name? Crap, I didn’t even know his name!
His hand squeezed my hip before trailing down my stomach, slowly going down in between my thighs.
“Stop,” I blurted out, sucking in another breath. His hand halted, but I still didn’t know who the hell this guy was. He could be into domination for all I know. 
“Hung over?” he questioned, amusement laced in his tone. His breath tickled over my ear again, sending shivers down my spine unwillingly.
I cursed my traitorous body. It obviously remembered last night, yet nothing was coming to me.
“Yeah, I seem to have a case of the ‘I don’t remember what the hell happened last night,’” I said honestly. He removed his hand. I felt his body shift slightly as he put space in between us.
“Turn around,” he ordered. “Maybe you’ll remember my face.” I could hear the hopefulness in his tone, but I knew a visual wasn’t going to help any. I’d blacked out and nothing from last night was coming to me.
I didn’t hesitate though. I grabbed the sheet to conceal myself as I turned around to face him.
Well now at least I understood my body’s reaction. He was all messy hair with light stubble on his face. His eyes were dark, chocolate brown I’d say. He was looking at me intently, waiting for me to say I remembered him. But I didn’t.
I swallowed as I looked down the length of his body to see him completely naked, not at all covered up.
 “Sorry,” I choked out, forcing my eyes to look back up at him. “I have no memory of you.” I blushed, seriously embarrassed. He looked good enough to eat and here I was not remembering any of it.
“That’s okay,” he finally said, his lips curving up slightly. “I’d be glad to help you remember…perhaps a fourth time would jolt your memory.”
My eyes widened in shocked. “A…fourth time?” I clenched the sheet tighter to my chest. No wonder my body felt bruised and broken.
“Wow…” He grinned playfully. “No memory even after three times is kind of an ego killer.” He brushed a hand through his messy locks, taking my attention away from his eyes. I imagined I was to blame for his hair looking like that—as if I had raked my hands through it over and over—squeezing, pulling.
Stay focused, Mac.
I blinked, seriously frustrated I couldn’t remember anything.
“I’m s-so sorry,” I rambled. “I can usually hold my liquor, but last night was a girl’s night…”
“I know,” he cut me off. “Bachelorette party if memory serves me correct. You were out with some girlfriends.”
“Right…oh god, did they see me leave with you? I need to get dressed. I should leave. Where are my clothes?” I started to sit up and quickly realized that wasn’t going to happen. “Shit.”
“Sit back, Mac.” It wasn’t a suggestion. He pulled me back lightly, dropping my head to the pillow. “I’ll grab you some juice and pills.”
“Okay. Thank you…” I lingered, still not knowing his name.
He sat up, searching the floor for his shorts. He pulled them on and spun around with a huge grin on his face. “Alex.”
Ho-ly panty dropper.
Which explains why I’m not wearing any.


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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Brooke Cumberland is a USA Today Bestselling author who's a stay-at-home mom and writes full-time. She lives in the frozen tundra of Packer Nation with her husband, 4 year old wild child, and two teenage stepsons. When she's not writing, you can find her reading love stories, listening to music that inspires her, and laughing with her family. Brooke is addicted to Starbucks coffee, leggings, and anything sweet. She found her passion for telling stories during winter break one year in grad school--and she hasn't stopped since. 


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