Wednesday, 28 January 2015

Next Weekend by H K Carlton #b/s #romance

I'd like to welcome back Author H K Carlton

This time around H K has passed on the mobsters and informants from the Always Cambridge series and is giving us little something different that I think you just might like.

Okay I'll give you a hint... there's a movie coming out on Valentine's Day that is highly anticipated by all the mummy-porn fanatics.



Thank you, Nancy, for inviting me back to talk a little bit about my latest release Next WEEKEND! An extremely mild D/s story.  This book is a far cry from the Always Cambridge Series.

Reverse Romance?

A romance novel classically places the focus on a deep emotional love and connection between the central characters. And to be classified as a romance the conclusion must have an emotionally satisfying and optimistic ending, more commonly known as an HEA or happily-ever-after or an HFN, happily-for-now.

So would it be risky to begin a romance at the very end of a couple’s relationship? Perhaps. But I gave it a shot anyway. J What good could possibly come from the worst possible moment in a couples relationship? Absolute breakdown. When hostility is at an all time high and emotions are raw? Meet Jordan and Miranda.

by  H K Carlton  

Miranda and Jordan Lang cordially invite you to their divorce...

Jordie is not completely surprised when Miranda suggests they separate. Their marriage had been deteriorating from the moment they took their vows. Although heartbroken things didn’t work out with the woman he expected to spend the rest of his life with, he doesn’t contest her decision.

The only thing holding up the final divorce decree is the sale of their get-away cabin. In a weak moment, Miranda heads there for the weekend knowing full well that Jordie will also be there. Accidentally—on purpose, she seduces him and leaves an open invitation for another naughty weekender.

But the next time they meet, Jordie’s anger over the entire situation has kicked in and he finds himself being rough and commanding with her. And even more surprising, his ex likes it.

Follow Jordie as he finds and embraces his dominant side and Miranda her submissive self. Will it be enough to save their doomed relationship or will the issues that drove them apart remain more than they can overcome?

Be Warned: light bDSm   


Jordan drove cautiously up the winding mountain road toward the cabin. Anxiety mixed with unwelcome excitement had his stomach tied in knots and his cock at half mast in anticipation.

Would she be there?

Visions of his soon-to-be ex-wife, Miranda, swam in his memory. His traitorous dick lengthened almost painfully as he relived last weekend’s impromptu romp.

Did he want her to be there?

No, he didn’t, but apparently his cock had other ideas. He palmed himself, then pulled at the knee of his trousers, trying to readjust for the sudden constrictiveness in his crotch.

“Fuckin’ bitch. How dare she do this,” he said aloud, disgusted that she could so easily wind him back up. They were over. Done. There was no going back. So why was he in such a hurry to return to the cottage?

Impulsively, he pulled over to the side of the road. He jammed the shifter into park and rested his forehead on the steering wheel. This was insane. Stupid. He’d regret this. But he couldn’t shake the image of Miranda slinking around in her tight little white panties.
She’d come to the cabin last weekend just to fuck. She knew he’d be there. She’d sought him out. He’d made her admit it. The moment he’d walked in and seen her there, he’d doubted his sanity. She was a dream, a vision in his open dress shirt. Her tits on full display. A fucking temptress. She knew exactly what he liked and she’d only come there to torture him. And he was helpless to fight it. He’d approached her, expecting her to fight and spit at him, but instead, she’d melted at his touch.

Tentatively, at first, he’d kissed her shoulders, moving to her full, responsive breasts. She’d been a mass of quivering need. He’d fingered her rather roughly, but she’d loved it. She’d wanted it, practically begged for it. And that was all he had intended to give her.
The same kind of tease she’d obviously planned for him. Until she’d admitted she’d not been with any other man since they’d broken up. It had surprised him. And weakened him. She’d mounted him and, again, he’d been too weak to deny her.

Then after she’d used him to slake her lust, the little bitch had even had the nerve to ask him if he’d be there the following weekend. As if inviting him for a repeat performance.

Fuck her. “The crazy slut wants me more now than she ever did when we were together.” He’d practically had to make an appointment to schedule sex, she was always so busy and focused on work. Then when she was home, she was “too tired.”

He should just turn around and drive back home. Leave the horny little bitch hanging. Make her drown in her own need, like she’d done to him the entire week. Wondering. Missing her. Drowning in memories.

But it was their encounter at the cabin that had him confused. It had been different. She’d needed him in a way she never had when they were together. “Vulnerable, that’s what she was.” Never a word he’d ever associated with his wife in the past. It was also something
he didn’t want to be on the other end of with her ever again. He’d been dealing with their breakup fairly well, he thought. The decision to split had been a mutual one. They were heading in different directions. Had grown apart. Her career was more important to her
than their relationship. And he wanted more.

“Turn around and go home, Jordan.” He looked up into the rearview mirror and stared back at himself with steely determination. “You can find good pussy anywhere. Ya been there, done that.”

He manoeuvred a hasty u-turn and headed back toward town.
Author Bio 

H K Carlton is a multi-published Canadian author of romance and its varied sub-genres including contemporary, historical, paranormal, romantic suspense and erotica. 

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Thanks for stopping by today H K and the best of luck with Next WEEKEND.


Monday, 26 January 2015

Just the Way You Aren't by Lynda Simmons #Giveaway #Contemporary romance

Happy Monday!!!

Today I have the talented Lynda Simmons and her newest release JUST THE WAY YOU AREN’T.

If you love the classic Cinderella romance element, then  you'll love the twist Lynda has spun for this little gem. 



One randomly chosen winner via rafflecopter will win a $50 Amazon/ gift card.

by  Lynda Simmons

What happens when an everyday Cinderella makes a play for the prince?

A moment of madness. That’s all muralist Sunny Anderson expected when she donned a glittering mask and a fabulous gown to crash the gala at Manhattan’s newest boutique hotel. 

Project manager Michael Wolfe has no idea that the beauty staring up at the mural on the ballroom ceiling is also the artist who painted it. He’s captivated and she’s willing, but when their moment of madness on the sofa in his suite comes to an abrupt end, his princess is off and running, leaving nothing behind but a pair of earrings. 

He’s determined to find her again, but all he has to do is look closer at the woman painting the mural in his office to see that the one he needs is standing right in front of him.


Sunny’s feet moved of their own accord and she stared straight ahead, horrified and thrilled at the same time. Wondering what she was playing at and not at all surprised when he fell into step beside her.

This was why she wasn’t ready to leave, she realized. She was enjoying herself too much. Enjoying the fact that as Sonja she could do anything or say anything. Be shocking and sexy, and make Michael Wolfe sit up and take notice.

She glanced over at him as they walked, feeling beauti­ful, powerful, but most of all desirable. Because if that wasn’t hunger she saw in those dark eyes, then she’d been out of circulation for far too long.

Which was a distinct possibility given that her last sexual encounter had been almost a year ago in the back of Vince Cerqua’s convertible when the top wasn’t the only thing that wouldn’t go up. She’d spent the drive home assuring him that it happened to men all the time; at least that was what she heard in the tearoom.

She felt her face warm, knowing instinctively that Michael’s top would never let him down. Not that she wanted to find out. Not really. Not now, at any rate.

“Where will you be going in the morning?” he asked.

“New Jersey.”

He drew his head back and she laughed. “There’s a theater group I’m rather fond of. After that, it’s anyone’s guess. I’m just a wanderer. Never in one place long enough to plant a garden as they say.”

“Is that what you’d like to do? Plant a garden?”

“Yes,” she said, slipping in a touch of Sunny, but staying true to Sonja. “Of course, with so many emerging artists, I’m not thinking about that right now.”

He stopped and took her hand. “What are you thinking about?”

Trouble. And sex. Mostly sex. For all the good it did her.

Truth to tell, Sunny wasn’t the kind to have a one-night stand. She was conservative in her thinking and cautious when it came to matters of the heart. She was the kind who delivered hampers at Christmas, painted faces at the community center on Halloween, and made sure her organ-donor card was signed. No question about it, she was Sunny the good: Balanced. Friendly. And utterly predictable.

But Sonja? Now there was a real vixen. A woman who traveled the world, took risks every day, and was never, ever predictable. It seemed a shame to make her leave the ball so early when she was only in town for one night. And Sunny had the rest of her life to spend being good.

Michael ran his thumb across hers and the pull was stron­ger than ever, bringing her back a step. After all, it wasn’t as though he was a total stranger, some masked man she picked up at the sushi bar. This was Michael Wolfe, Beast of Brighton, Terror of the Tradesmen. And she already knew he looked good without a shirt.

Maybe Hugh was right. Maybe a moment of madness was good for the soul.

The music changed again, the singer launching into a slow, sultry torch song that begged an answer to the question women had been asking for centuries: what is it with men and commitment?

Sunny had wrestled with that issue herself for years, convinced that the boy she’d loved too much would come back for her one day. Pale and contrite, wanting nothing more than to love her the way he should have all along. But commitment wasn’t on her mind at all when she twined her fingers with Michael’s and gave him Sonja’s best come-hither smile. “I’m thinking we should go to your place,” she said, and was sure she was floating as they headed for the door.
Author Bio 

Lynda Simmons is a writer by day, college instructor by night and a late sleeper on weekends. She grew up in Toronto reading Greek mythology, bringing home stray cats and making up stories about bodies in the basement. From an early age, her family knew she would either end up as a writer or the old lady with a hundred cats. As luck would have it, she married a man with allergies so writing it was.

With two daughters to raise, Lynda and her husband moved into a lovely two storey mortgage in Burlington, a small city on the water just outside Toronto. While the girls are grown and gone, Lynda and her husband are still there. And yes, there is a cat - a beautiful, if spoiled, Birman.

When she's not writing or teaching, Lynda gives serious thought to using the treadmill in her basement. Fortunately, she's found that if she waits long enough, something urgent will pop up and save her - like a phone call or an e-mail or a whistling kettle. Or even that cat just looking for a little more attention!

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Friday, 23 January 2015

DISGUISED with the Millionaire by Debra Andrews #Contemporary Romance #Giveaway

The lovely Goddess's are organizing a Blurb Blitz Tour for Author Debra Andrews' newest book in her Dangerous Millionaire Series.

DISGUISED with the Millionaire is a contemporary romance and is available NOW from Elusive Star Press.

Debra will be awarding a $20 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner!!!

with the Millionaire

by  Debra Andrews

She came to the company to find a Killer.

Kate Meyers finds herself grief stricken after the news of her brother’s death at a construction site owned by the wealthy Trent Farrington. After speculation of faulty equipment and wrongdoing, the police eventually clear his company. Kate takes it upon herself to find whoever was the hand behind her brother’s demise and lands a job with the Florida Corporation to do her own investigation. When she meets Trent, Kate instantly dislikes and distrusts the strikingly handsome millionaire and thinks he's involved. She can’t wait to get evidence against him. Her greatest pleasure would be to see him pay for what he’s done—behind bars.

Trent Farrington finds himself intrigued by the company’s newest employee, but previous bad experiences with women have taught him to be cautious. However, he is drawn to the alluring beauty, but he’s puzzled that she seems to hate him for some unknown reason. He’s used to women throwing themselves at him, and her attitude shocks him and is refreshing all at the same time.

While Kate searches for the evidence to implicate Trent, she has to work closely with him.  However, the information she uncovers isn’t exactly adding up against him. She dislikes how her traitorous body reacts whenever he is near, although he appears to enjoy her reaction immensely. She vows to leave the company as soon as she collects the evidence, but she soon learns nothing is as it seemed… Whoever is involved might be an outright killer!



The cool tempered woman Trent had met earlier in the lobby walked into the office, wearing her frumpy suit, glasses, and her golden hair in that tight bun––like something his older secretary would wear.

Was the haughty plain Jane hired to help him work out what his grandfather thought were his personal problems? The only real problem he had was an old man trying to run his life.

His grandfather rose from his desk. “Dr. Meyers, this is my grandson, Trent Farrington.”

Looking down his nose, Trent studied her, then he rechecked her application. He frowned. Thirty-four years old? She didn’t look a day over twenty-four. What he could see of her skin looked as fresh as a newly bloomed rose.

“It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Farrington,” she said in a cool voice.

Trent gave her a lazy nod and watched closely. His name hadn’t produced the dollar sign effect he was used to, instead, she gave him a disdainful look.

It was hard to be certain with those thick glasses. However, she had gray eyes—like the morning mist—and clearly, contempt for him now flashed in those eyes. Why?

At his intent perusal, her full lips compressed into a grim line.

He’d been right for she couldn’t be any less intrigued by him. He almost laughed out loud. His grandfather’s latest ploy to throw another potential bride at him had backfired. You hired the wrong one this time, Grandpa.

Forcing a smile, Trent extended his hand…

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Author Bio

Debra Andrews has loved reading and making up stories since she was a child so it was only natural that she tried her hand at writing. She writes "Glitzy, Sexy, Romances with a Dangerous Twist." When she is not writing, she's enjoying her family and pets. She is a member of Romance Writers of America and her local RWA Chapter.                                                            
Her first book in the Dangerous Millionaires Series (All books can be read as standalones and are contemporary romantic-suspense with mystery and humorous elements) is "DANGEROUS PARADISE" which was published in November 2012 and is a 2012 National Readers' Choice Awards Finalist in Romantic Suspense, and The Romance Reviews 5-star, Top Pick.

Her second release in the series is "DISGUISED WITH THE MILLIONAIRE" which was released September 15, 2014.

The third scheduled release in the series is "DANGEROUS WEEKEND WEDDING" (working title), and planned for Early 2015.

Dangerous Paradise
Disguised with the Millionaire

Dangerous Weekend Wedding (working title, not released)

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Friday, 9 January 2015

How to Kill Your Boss by Krissy Daniels #erotic romance #Giveaway


Today I have guest Author Krissy Daniels and her new Erotic Romance

Ahhh, there is nothing like a good Erotic romance to start a cold January weekend.

And to make things a tad bit sweeter, this little gem is on sale for .99$ for the ENTIRE the month of January!!


Krissy will be awarding a $25 Amazon/BN gift card to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.



by  Krissy Daniels

When Tatum’s daydreams of murder become a reality, all fingers point to her.

In Tatum Wood’s opinion, murdering her boss on a daily basis within the safety of her thoughts is better than therapy. Until he takes a swan dive off a building and all evidence points to her. Thank goodness she has Franklin Reed. Her mysterious, overprotective and drop-dead gorgeous coworker is all too eager to play hero. With two attacks in her building and her stalker with a penchant for roses, Franklin’s injection into her life couldn’t have come at a better time.

As Tatum and Franklin scramble to discover who’s behind the murder, secrets are unearthed that question his motives…as well as his identity.


“Who are you?” I swiveled to face him.

His grim expression softened. Barely. “You know who I am.”

“Who are you?” I asked again, more a demand than a question.

“The man who keeps saving your ass.” He looked my way, and I got my first glance at his face. The skin surrounding his eye boasted several shades of purple and blue. His nose definitely didn’t look right, and three large scratches stretched from his left eye to below his cheekbone. Not bad for my first shot at kicking someone’s ass. Instinct urged me to reach over and offer comfort. I tucked my hand under my leg to keep it from such betrayal.

“Why were men shooting at you?” I asked, unable to cloak the seething anger in my tone.

 “They weren’t.”

“Now you’re not making sense.”

“You have to trust me.”

“How in the world can you ask me to do that? Why is there a collage of me on your wall?”

Franklin’s lips drew into a tight line. The muscles in his jaw protruded.

“Classified?” I asked, fed up with the way the conversation was going.


My pressure gage blew. I buried my face in my hands and screamed. “Take me back to the police station. I can’t be near you. I’d rather rot in a cell.”

“I’m afraid I can’t do that.” His voice remained calm.

I pulled on the door handle. “I’ll jump out if you don’t start talking. Why were men shooting at you?”

“They weren’t aiming for me, Killer. You were the target.”
Author Bio 

Krissy is a full time writer, an avid reader, and lover of all things romance.

Growing up surrounded by the great outdoors, her childhood was full of adventure that fueled an overactive imagination and ignited a passion for storytelling. Whether it be dolls, or running free through the wooded areas surrounding her home, playtime always included a tormented villain, a damsel in distress and a larger than life hero.

After relentless encouragement from friends and family, she finally put the characters in her head to pen and paper. The only thing she loves more than curling up with a steamy romance novel, is cozying up to her desk and writing her own sexy adventures to share with others.

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