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Before my vacation…

Before I go on vacation, I thought I would leave you with a bit of what is new, upcoming and work from a friend-author of mine. 

First, Saving Sharlee is doing well…if you don’t have a copy, here is the link. http://bit.ly/Sharlee

Second, my next book is out near the end of May, Piper’s Plan is out.

Finally, The Black Laird, Book 3 in Lords and Little Ladies is out the end of June, 2018.

NOW, may I introduce to you:

 Her Match, Her Mate, Her Master

by Vanessa Brooks

A shrewd, rugged American travels the Atlantic Ocean to England he is to meet a beautiful spoiled aristocratic girl.

This epic tale begins in Georgian England then travels back across the wide Atlantic Ocean into the wilds of America.

A couple mismatched?

Are they attracted to one another?

Oh yes.

An adventure that begins with a tempestuous honeymoon and ends with ship wreck. A Lady unsuited to the rigors of the wilderness is kidnapped by natives.

Does this story end well?

I am not telling! Read it for yourself and find out!

But most of all buckle up and enjoy this roller coaster of a read

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Intrigued?

He admired her gorgeous hair, a pool of gleaming copper. Soft, silken, tendrils trailed like fire over the creamy mounds of her breasts, nipples taut, exposed to his carnal gaze. He ached with the need to mate her; she was irresistible, ravishing. Standing, he peeled off his clothes, turning to face her, his manhood pulsing stiffly from his groin.

“Look at me, wife,” he commanded. She gazed at him, never having seen a man naked before, she was fascinated; her eyes devoured the sight of his tumescent hardness that testified his desire for her. How proudly it jutted, long and thick. Were all men made so, she wondered. Her eyes travelled down his long powerful legs, covered in whorls of dark curling hair, the plain of his flat stomach, the wide, well-muscled chest, coated in the same dark hair. Her gaze took in his broad shoulders and strong biceps. Linnet’s gaze finally settled on John’s lean face.

Disconcertingly, he watched her beneath those hooded inscrutable grey eyes, his stare unwavering. As he moved purposefully towards the bed she shyly, nervously, shifted over to accommodate him. He gathered her into his embrace, kissing and caressing her. He began to stir her passion once more. His deft fingers worked their magic, her furrow quivering, slickly plump with desire. He slowly moved above her, this time she parted her legs unconsciously welcoming,   he guided himself to her waiting cleft.

With a thrust, he drove into her yielding channel, she lifted her hips, bucking, meeting thrust for thrust, needing him.

“Now,” he whispered hoarsely, “now… you see, you are mine.” 

  • International bestselling author Vanessa Brooks lives in Sussex England. She has a lifelong love of history, most especially English and American. She has written a couple of western tales, one notably for the Red Petticoat series which was such a huge success in America. Her Georgian series, Masterful Husbands, set in the 1700’s has also proved highly successful both sides of the Atlantic.
    Vanessa’s novels are generally historically based; she has a knack of bringing an authenticity to the era in which her novels are set. Vanessa carefully researches each time period and strives to ensure that any historical facts she uses are correct.
    More importantly, she likes to write an entertaining book for her readers to enjoy. She includes passion, adventure, romance and domestic discipline, de rigueur within the eras of her popular novels.

 

Denial by Tabitha Black

Look, Tabitha Black has a new book out. IF you LOVED RESTRAINT, you won’t be disappointed with her latest release,

DENIAL

Disobey Sir Simeon’s rules at your own peril…

After finally finishing her degree, Shanna is rewarding herself with a holiday at Sir Simeon’s exclusive lifestyle resort, Nox Oasis. She can’t wait to finally experience some of the kinky things she’s only ever read about. 

All work and no play is making Cavill frustrated but he takes his job as dungeon monitor very seriously. So when he’s forced to rescue a new guest from unwelcome advances, the last thing on his mind is to take her for himself. 

But lust can so easily turn into more, and Shanna is irresistible. 

Meanwhile, Sir Simeon has discovered the deception of two of his favorite employees and the consequences could be devastating… 

Publisher’s Note: This steamy romance includes elements of power exchange. While it can be enjoyed as a standalone, we recommend also reading book one: Restraint.

 

Time for a taste of the leather… you know you want it…

https://www.amazon.com/Denial-His-Empire-Book-2-ebook/dp/B07CNKTQ5B/ref

 

So this is it. Sir Simeon’s kinky amusement park. I wonder what the next two weeks will bring? Anticipation made Shanna’s heart pound as she walked along the white pebbled pathway which ran between several signposts and small buildings. Various signs fired her imagination along the way; ‘The Wet Room,’ ‘The Clinic,’ ‘The Sorey Hole,’ ‘The de Sade Experience.’ Deciding to definitely explore that one—which was set up like a ghost train—at a later time, she instead followed an arrow to ‘The Little Turret.’ The building was like a perfect miniature version of a medieval castle turret, and her heart only began to beat faster as she walked along the small, fake drawbridge which led between the crenellated grey walls which cordoned this building off from the rest of the park.

The moment she pushed open the door, she could hear it: a rhythmic smacking sound, punctuated with howls, cries and promises to be good.

Shanna hesitated. There were obviously people playing inside, and as much as she wanted to take a peek, she didn’t want to disturb anyone. Then again, if they didn’t want to be disturbed, guests could always play in the privacy of their private suite, couldn’t they?

MEET TABITHA BLACK

USA Today bestselling author Tabitha Black has been writing erotic spanking fiction for over twelve years, mostly in the age-play and historical genres. More recently, she’s discovered the joys of writing more contemporary, darker, edgier books with a greater emphasis on BDSM – one of which, Sharing Silver, was nominated for a Golden Flogger award and won the Spanking Romance Reviews award for best ménage.

Having lived in four countries on three different continents, and been an active participant in her local kinky communities, she likes to “write to discover what she knows.” Her own personal kinks include anything and everything to do with spanking, fireplay, edge play, scarification, age-play, and too many more to count. Some girls like wood, some adore leather, but Tabitha is partial to big, shiny, ornate knives… nothing else makes her quite as weak at the knees.

She lives in Europe with her Daddy/Sir, and a lilac cat who likes to sneeze in her face.

Tabitha loves getting mail, so if you want to drop her a line, please do so at tabitha_black@hotmail.com. You can also check out her website here, follow her on Twitter @BlushingTabitha, Instagram, or join her Facebook page. Thank you for reading!

Don’t miss these other exciting books by Tabitha Black and Blushing Books!

 

Taken in Hand

Estelana

Summer Camp

Little Tudor Rose

The Abbeyville Way

Conquering Cassia

 Silverlake Priory Series:

Educating Eva, Book One

The Red Petticoat Saloon Series:

Sapphire’s Surrender

His Empire Series:

Restraint – Book 1

Denial – Book 2

Masters of the Castle Series:

Fulfilling Her Fantasy

Sharing Silver

Anthologies:

Confessions of a Spanking Author

Hero To Obey

The Dark Forest

Little Victorian Ladies

What Happens when the forbidden…

Is Fated?

That is the question presented by Jane Burrelli’s newest book:

Hidden Embers (Bride of Fire Book 1)

 

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 Lets have a peek at what is between the pages…

When the gods breathed life into us, they blessed us with an element. It’s a pity they didn’t care to bless anything else.

The Empress of the Throne of Flames is assassinated. Acting as a decoy to protect the next Empress, the undervalued Princess Nymira flees to the north. She must now carry the sacred sword, the symbol of her people and rejoin the Empress.

It is a mission Mira cannot fail but first, she must traverse the Western wastelands. The journey is perilous and the once sheltered princess finds herself rescued by the Ice Lord, Zorren. The leader of the Iceari, the natural enemy to Firelanders.

Zorren is reputed to be a ruthless leader and Mira fights the attration that blazes between them. Resulting in a clash of not only their wills but also their elements. After all, fire and ice don’t mix. Or do they?

This is book one of the new Bride of Fire series. Join the journey to a mystical world and the adventure and romance that awaits.

Publisher’s Note: This fantasy romance is intended for adults only and contains elements of danger, suspense, mystery, adventure, and sensual scenes set in an apocalyptic world.

NOW YOU ARE INTERESTED... SHHLets open the curtain just a bit more into this apocalyptic world.

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Now lets read more…

“You must have an escort and act in a ladylike manner at all times, you are my mate and represent me. Most importantly, you will keep that famous, impulsive Firelander temper under control and never call your fire against me.”

My Firelander temper was sparking nicely at that exact moment. Somehow, I resisted shooting a jet of flame at his backside. I stared straight at him in challenge. “Or what?” “I will not hesitate to discipline you, it is my duty as your mate.” “You what!”

I screeched unable to prevent it from bursting out. The rules were not so different from what I had lived under before, but this was new, and I didn’t like it one bit. As long as I didn’t draw notice my aunt had let me do as I wished.

“I will put this in terms you might understand.” My eyes were on his firm lips. “You try to roast me, and I will not hesitate to heat that delectable backside as a very displeased mate.”

“Ha!” I scoffed in his face, my iron-clad control malfunctioning. “I’d like to see you try.”

Do you want to see when he tries? Then you need to buy the book.

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About Jane…

When I realised that the world was not hiring for a ‘sarcastic but benign Supreme Ruler of the Universe’ I’ve decided to focus on my passion. By day I work in a UK company’s finance department and by night I become my alter ego Scribble Girl or as my good friends have affectionately dubbed me the ‘sex author’. Always armed with a notepad and pen in the black hole I call a handbag, I have been writing never ending stories since the age of 11 and this all stemmed from my love of reading.

I love reading. Period!

I’m part of the Harry Potter generation and while waiting between books would literally devour any book I could get my hands on. Let’s put it this way J.K Rowling has a lot to answer for. I adore that there is no end in sight to where your own imagination can take you and that between the pages of a book you are transported to another world.

Happy Reading!

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Trust could save Tilly

Can Tilly confide in Constable Joel Agnew before it’s too late?

 

Hello my Lovelies,

 Look at this new book by Kate Charlton. This is a fresh theme for me and a setting that will give you a new perspective on Australia for us Non-Aussies.

I chatted with Kate and she said she likes to throw some mystery in the mix so if you think the setting, subject, and maybe the author is new to you, now you have a bit more mystery. Like unwrapping a surprise.

I can’t wait.

Alyssa

 

 

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Blurb:
She’s survived the mean streets of Manchester and slavery in a mill. Can she survive a brutal penal colony?
Convict Tilly Marsden has to serve four years as an unpaid maid in Australia before she can get the prized Ticket of Leave.
With freedom only two months away, Tilly agrees to turn a friend’s shirt into a dress.  When she discovers it was stolen, she throws it in the river.
Watching her is Joel Agnew, a convict working as an unpaid police constable. Sensing Tilly deserves a break, he dishes out some old-fashioned discipline. They both think that’s the end of the matter.
Then a body is discovered and Tilly finds herself in danger. Can Joel help her before it’s too late?
Publisher’s Note: Her Convict Constable is a sweet romance with a bit of mystery and old-fashioned Victorian discipline.

Would you like a tasty serving of what you will get inside?

Excerpt
She could feel the constable’s eyes appraising her. Her cheeks burned and a million worries ran through her mind. Was he going to ask for sexual favours in exchange for letting her go? She’d have to agree if he did, even though she was scared and had no experience. She’d just have to pray she didn’t get pregnant or she’d end up back in Crime Class anyway. And they’d take the baby away from her when it was weaned, she’d never be given a chance to look after it.
Tears welled up again. Irritated, she blinked and swallowed hard, determined not to show the constable how upset she was.
“Well, by the look of you, you’re sorry about what you did,” said the constable. “And if you’ve come this close to getting your Ticket of Leave, I think maybe a different kind of lesson will do you more good than marching you back to the Female Factory.”
The relief that washed over Tilly was brief. The constable gripped her arm more firmly and pulled her closer towards him.
She steeled herself. This was it. She had to do whatever he wanted, whether that was sucking his cock or letting him take her up the arse or whatever he was into. If she wanted her Ticket of Leave she had no choice.
She gasped as he tucked her under his arm so that she was bent over, bum in the air. Oh, lawks, he was going to spank her. She hadn’t been spanked since she was fifteen and the supervisor at the mill had punished her and Sarah for being half a minute late for work. He’d put her first, then Sarah, over his knees, lifted their shifts and spanked their bare bottoms in front of everybody at the mill, including the men and boys. The spanking had left painful black bruises, but the humiliation had been worse. She hadn’t been able to meet the eyes of the other mill workers for days.
Now, Tilly kicked out at the constable in panic. “Enough!” he said firmly, gripping her harder. “Do that once more and I’ll fasten you in the stocks to do this.”
Tilly forced herself to calm down. She braced herself for the constable to bare her bottom.
But he didn’t. Instead he smoothed the shift down, making sure her bum was covered. But when his large hand descended in a scorching slap that made her squeak, Tilly realised the thin, rough material didn’t offer much protection. Time stood still as the constable peppered her backside with slap after slap, each one as loud as it was painful. All she could do was gasp, squirm and yelp, and pray that no-one would come along to investigate the noise and see her being spanked. Desperately, she tried to move away but this only resulted in him grasping her even more firmly and smacking even harder.

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Kate Charlton
Kate Charlton loves romance, history, mystery and the occasional dose of old-fashioned discipline. She combines all four in her books.

 

Sharlee is in Danger

There is a new series coming your way…

I know, we still have some series we haven’t finished but don’t you like a little change? I do.
Find it here:     Amazon

SAVING SHARLEE 
Book 1 in the Safe and Secure Series

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She has always been safe in her secret world, but once she is exposed,

will she ever be safe again?

Have a look:
Sharlee Armstrong is happy spending her professional life in seclusion as Vapor, a highly sought out independent information broker. Though she has plenty of high paying clients, the offer from Reynaud & Associates piques her curiosity. During the interview, her libido is also piqued when she meets Jacquard Reynaud—gorgeous, sexy, and dominant.
The job, not just the boss, intrigues her and she accepts the offer. But things spiral out of control, and she finds her reputation, livelihood, and life in jeopardy. Jac and the rest of the alpha males on her new team demand she keep a low profile, but she has other ideas.
The minute she steps foot into his office, and life, Jac knows he has to have Sharlee, but first he must keep her safe—not just from some unknown threat, but from Sharlee herself. He loves her sass but worries that she’ll find herself in real trouble if he cannot keep her under control. So, despite her protests, he takes her in hand. For her own good.
Will she ever learn to let Jac protect her? Can she let Jac and the rest of the team into her previously quiet, mostly solitary life?

I’m excited to share my new adventure with you! Come on…
Amazon

coming soon

ONE MORE WEEK!

 

Here is a taste:

The light was changing, indicating the sun would set soon. Sharlee dialed the number and in less than ten minutes, a truck drove up.

“Looks like you’re in a bit of a bind, miss.”

Sharlee looked at the man and hesitated before speaking. “I guess I am. I think I ran over something because both of my front tires are blown. It’s just my luck.” She decided to keep her find to herself. Something was off, but she wasn’t sure if it was her paranoia or what.

“Obviously, I only have one spare tire. Could you get me to the nearest gas station?”

“Sure, but I have a shop about half mile further down this road. I could fix you up in no

time.”

The man reached for a metal hook to attach to the under casing of her car without saying

another word. Charlotte jumped from behind her car door where she had been standing.

“Hey, wait.”

He walked up closer to Sharlee causing her stomach to cramp from the bad vibes she got.

He was positively leering, causing her body to seize with anxiety. His dirty shirt declared there was ‘No such thing as bad sex.’ Her panic rose.

“What’s wrong? Don’t you want help?” The man seemed to ooze the sleaze factor.

“Well, um, do you take credit cards?”

His smile was lewd. “Sorry little lady, we only accept cash.”

Speaking through her fear she said, “Your truck says you take credit cards.”

Then the creepy man sneered and said he could only accept cash after dark. “But we could work it out if you like.” His grin revealed a set of dingy yellow teeth that made the acid in her stomach roil.

She looked at the still light sky as she contemplated his words. “That doesn’t make… Just a moment,” she said. “Don’t hook me up any more until I see if I can get the cash.”

God, something was terribly wrong, and it felt like a crappy but equally horrifying version of the Bates Motel. She jumped back into her car, locked the door, and called Jac. He made her stay on the line while every available man was called to show up in response to her mayday call. She was privy to his choice words about the situation as he made the calls while she was on speaker phone. She cringed. He was royally pissed at her.

“I just called my friend to bring me some cash,” she said through the small opening at the top of her window. She made sure it was small enough that he could not get his fingers inside while she sat and bounced her leg nervously.

“Got another gal bringing money, huh? I’ll wait in the truck.”

He rubbed his hands as though she had ordered him a seven-course meal.

What comes next is funny… but you will have to read to find out and then comes the lesson in what being part of Jac’s team was all about.

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He had particular needs in a wife…

Coming January 27th

Lord Thayer’s Choice

By Alyssa Bailey

Tomorrow is cover reveal day!

Today is the first excerpt

 

“Stephen, are there any women who have even piqued your interest in the slightest way?” asked his father.

“Well, not that Landry woman. Gad, her manners are atrocious, absolutely astonishing.”

The three men sat with ale that had silently appeared to contemplate further Stephen’s fate.

“There is no help for it, but she guffaws,” continued Stephen. “I cannot, will not live with

a laughing horse.”

“Stephen, be kind, son,” Lord Thayer admonished. “Although, I must agree with your

assessment, don’t tell your mother.”

James added to the conversation, “Now Lady Roundtree is interesting.”

“Yes, James,” Stephen agreed, “very fair to look at but then I danced with her, and she

has very little to support an original thought.”

“Oh? Shame, that. Her children would have been handsome,” observed his father.

Stephen laughed. “Yes, however, I suppose I should find occasion to speak to the woman

I choose to marry, not simply bed her.”

“And what about that blonde you danced with last night?” James asked. “She was

comely, and you were laughing and speaking quite well with her.”

His father joined in, “Oh yes that was the Donnelly lass? She would have plenty of strong

children.”

“Yes, but she was quite clear about being desirous of Lord Madison. As a gentleman, I

should not usurp that option from her.”

“Yes, it wouldn’t do. You’d have an immediate discord. Better not to start out with any,”

pointed out James. “Lady Johnstone?”

His father replied dryly, “Hips too narrow. How about the recent widow Lady Aaron?”

“Too many children. I do want some of my own.”

“Lady Winchesterly?” suggested James.

Stephen snorted, “Too tiresome and too jaded.”

“I’m not sure I have much more to help you with, brother.”

“I know. I’ll find one. I am not a particular man,” he said, to which his companions laughed in disbelief. He continued defensively, “There are just some things a man cannot forfeit,

and peace of mind is one of those things. Affection is another he should not sacrifice.”

“Yes, well, I hope it keeps you warm at night. That piece of mind.”

Stephen turned to his brother. “How did you choose Elizabeth?”

“She was everything I wanted. I didn’t have to decide; the choice was already made when I met her.”

“Yes, well too bad she came with a mother cut from a different cloth.” His father looked at James. “Don’t tell your mother that either.”

“Quite right. Father, how about you with mother, how did you know?”

“The moment I danced with her I knew. The minute she stomped her small foot at me in agitation, I made the deal. I knew she was perfect.”

“Well, then I shall look for a woman who is not too long in the tooth, but not a schoolgirl, with a brain but not a bluestocking, one who can make me laugh but not rudely so. She must have ample hips, stomping feet, with manners. She must have a rounded arse for spanking and no more than two added straphangers. Let’s see, anyone come to mind?”

“Sorry, old man, I don’t think that girl exists.” Both men sadly mumbled, no prospects in

their memory.

“Well then, that means I close up the house and go to the country for the winter entertainment, and maybe I’ll find someone in the New Year.

More tomorrow…

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