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LOOKING FOR A NEW AUTHOR IN THE NEW YEAR?

Hello there!

Lets all be honest, we have our “one-click” authors that if  we see their name, we click the buy/borrow/read button.

Lets also be honest that we often are waiting for our favorite authors and wish we had a few more we could read that had the same appeal.

Well here is your chance to read the type of books that appeal to you, find a new author, and expand your reading repertoire. 

Read through this post and find a surprise at the end!

 

Seduced Under the Mistletoe

 

This lovely collection has authors you already love and some you might not have had a chance to read ergo love, until now!

 

This huge anthology features authors from around the globe

Ashe Barker              Amy Rose Bennett        Vanessa Brooks

Em Brown                 Ellie St. Clair                  Nicola Davidson

Emmanuelle de Maupassant                         Brandy Golden

Gracie Malling         Viola Morne                  Carole Mortimer

Emily Murdoch        Jaye Peaches                Stacy Reid

Lauren Smith           Scarlett Scott

 

Here are the short descriptions and notes from the authors:

 

Our authors, hailing from all over the world, are thrilled to have come together to create this sizzling set of historical romances. These stories appear chronologically, opening with a Viking tale, travelling through the centuries, and concluding in 1903.

 
Yuletide Yielding – by Ashe Barker
She shares his bed and he has her heart. Lynet is a powerless thrall in Stian’s
household, property to be bought or sold on a whim. She adores her Viking master
and knows he cares for her. But this Yuletide he is to wed and that changes
everything…

 
Trusting Her Highland Laird – by Brandy Golden
Laird Gallagher loves his feisty Scottish beauty just as she is, but Eileen wishes to
overcome her terror of the dark, and demonstrate her trust, by donning a blindfold.
Will the experiment drive her fear deeper, or can he prove to her that love conquers
all.

 

Duke of Christmas – by Ellie St. Clair
The Duke of Ware has avoided his betrothed for as long as possible in pursuit of
pleasure — until one fateful meeting. Christmastide takes on new meaning as the
man who cares for nothing sets out to win his future wife.

 

A Christmas Masquerade – by Vanessa Brooks
The French revolution left behind a damaged angel. A bewildered child. A man in
despair. Can the bitter Yuletide winds drive a Christmas miracle? Will there be
enough seasonal magic to heal all three?

 

Peril with a Prince – by Emily Murdoch
Prince Éduard of Aviroux is hunting down the Great Whisperer – the spy helping the
French nobility escape the guillotine – when thwarted by the delectable Giselle. He’s never seen a woman like her: resourceful, cunning, and ready for a fight. What he doesn’t realize is she is the spy he is looking for. Trapped on an island
together, will Éduard discover Giselle’s terrible secret – or will he reveal some of his
own?

 
Her Mistletoe Promise – by Jaye Peaches
Sent home from the battlefields of the Napoleonic Wars, disgraced Lieutenant Elias
Seton catches the attention of gregarious Jenny Templeton, who has fled London
following a scandal. Determined to cheer him up, and with little thought for her reputation, Jenny seduces the officer and promises to keep him company every night
between Christmas Day and Twelfth Night.
After their first night together, she discovers Elias is a demanding master of the
bedroom. Will she be able to fulfil her promise, and what if her family discover them
together?

 
Mistletoe Mistress – by Nicola Davidson
England, December 1813: Miss Rachel Lindsay is desperate. Abandoned at an
isolated country inn on a snowy Christmas Eve, her only hope is a wealthy, stern,
and sinfully handsome stranger—masquerading as her husband. Awaiting a carriage
repair, Arran Elliott, Marquess of Kyle needs lodgings. And, it seems, a wife. But
when their bargain turns into nights of scorching passion and sensual discipline, he
can’t let the spirited and curvy beauty go. His—and her—secrets be damned…

 
The Gentleman’s Seduction – by Lauren Smith
Martin Banks wins a woman in a wager – the daughter of his most hated enemy, yet
her spirit and passion remind him of how much he longs for love, in this Regency
Christmas tale.

 
Bastian’s Surrender – by Carole Mortimer
Abigail Brown’s first meeting with Lord Bastian Forbes, the Earl of Shaftesbury, is to
find him tied naked to a bed at the notorious Club Venus, where she now works. The
following evening, she learns he is to be the gentleman who claims her virginity. But
things are not always as they appear, and despite the unusual start to their
acquaintance, Abigail quickly finds herself falling in love with the arrogant earl.
However, once the earl learns of her true identity, she has every reason to believe
he will never return her feelings.

 
My Lady of Misrule – by Amy Rose Bennett
When widowed countess Minerva, Lady Harlow, discovers a devastating secret
about her late husband just before Christmas, she turns to trusted friend Sir Tristan
King for support. However, when a long-denied desire flares to life—and Minerva
and Tristan agree to a Twelfth Night tryst—Tristan worries a secret of his own will
ruin a treasured friendship. But then again, perhaps this shared night of wicked,
unbridled passion will spark an everlasting love…

 
A Wicked Christmas Wish – by Em Brown
In this wickedly hot Regency, a husband betrayed ventures into the realm of
domination and submission to claim his estranged wife. But will his intentions to
satiate his burning desires backfire and ruin Christmas?

 
A Bluestocking for Christmas – by Viola Morne
Addy Blye is pretty, clever, and poor. When her ailing father can’t undertake his
newest contract, Addy decides to impersonate him. Arriving in Cornwall, she meets the Duke of Trelawney, who is furious at her deception. Handsome and powerful, he
stirs Addy’s darkest desires, but can she trust the duke with her heart?

 
The Marriage Game – by Gracie Malling
In Victorian England, a Christmas parlour game goes awry when Anna, a virtuous
young lady, finds herself upended over the lap of David, her best friend’s rakish older
brother. Now, it’s Christmas two years later and David has returned home from the
British Army determined to make Anna his bride. But can she trust that he’s serious,
or is this just another of his games?

 
Wicked Deeds on a Winter Night – by Stacy Reid
Primrose Markham and Captain Gabriel Northcote cannot deny the burning hunger
between them. Will a wicked night of passion on a winter's night lead to the greatest love? Or only to betrayal?

 
The Night Before Scandal – by Scarlett Scott
When a handsome lord and an eccentric lady meet in the midst of a blizzard at a
country house party, scandal is not far behind. What happens in a carriage does not
always stay in a carriage, and Lord Harry and Lady Alexandra are forced to make a
match to avoid ruination. Will they find true love together by Christmas day?

 
Master of the Moor – by Emmanuelle de Maupassant
After more than twenty years in exile, Lord Mallon returns to his native Dartmoor – a
place vast and barren and mysterious – and there meets the charming Comtessa de
Rosselline. Neither believe in love, but the attraction between them is immediate,
and irresistible. Can they defy the ghosts of the past, allowing their tempestuous
affair to become something more?

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Final note:

If you find a new author you have never read before and find you love them, whether from this impressive list or anywhere else, let me know: Find Alyssa Bailey and I will gift you with a free e-book from my back list.

Thanks for reading…

 

 

 

 

 

Spicy Holiday Romance-Festive Fire

Hello!

We are in the last days of 2018 and I have a treat to offer you from my friend, Libby Campbell. Libby is an awesome lady and an excellent author who has offered one of her novella’s as an end of year present to all who would like it.

This spicy holiday romance is a gift, available free through ProlificWorks (formerly Instafreebie)

 Get Your Copy Here

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Let’s look at what’s inside:

She’s done with men. Until she meets Jax.
For a year Roxy’s life has been torn apart by lies and innuendos. As Christmas approaches, she finds herself in the company of people who almost destroyed her. She copes by slugging back glasses of wine until the bottle runs dry.
Fireman Jax has been watching her. When she attempts to drive home, he steps up, takes her car keys, and tells her such irresponsible behavior will not be tolerated. As soon as she’s sober, she’ll be over his knee for a sound spanking. She aghast but secretly panty-wetting hot for him.
Can she submit to his rules?
Disclaimer: Festive Fire is a fantasy that includes sexual scenes and spankings. It is intended for adults only, ages 18+. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Get It for Free HERE 

 

Here’s a taste:

Jax studied Roxy, admiring her smart business suit, modest sweater, and thick chignon that was slightly unravelling. There was a tenseness about her, like a frightened bird. Don’t get involved he told himself.
She swallowed and parted her luscious lips in a grateful smile. “It’s perfect thanks.”
She reached for her wine and slugged back her second drink. Taking the pitcher of iced water from the middle of the table, Jax poured her a glass and handed it to her.
“You may want to alternate drinks.”
“Who are you? My freaking father?” She pouted.
“If I were and you spoke to me like that, I’d turn you over my knee and spank you.” He smiled to soften his words.
“I’d like to see you try.”
She leveled her eye as him while rubbing her knee against his. The warmth of her body against his made his cock stir. What was he thinking? She was a married woman. With a baby. He glanced at her hands. No rings.
“What would your partner say about that?” he asked.
“Partner?”
“Father of your baby?”
She let out an unladylike bleat of laughter. “That wasn’t my baby. That was Oliver. My nephew. My sister’s kid. I love him to bits but I don’t have any of my own.” She lunged for the bottle of red.
Jax moved it out of her reach, smiling. He liked her candor, her energy. Then there were those great legs and dark brown eyes. A burst of happiness ran over him, even as alarm bells rang, reminding him of what happened with the last woman he’d flirted with.

Claim your Gift Here 

 

 

Don’t miss these other great books from Libby Campbell:

 

The Romancing the Coast Series
Seeing Ronnie (book 1)
Holding Cynthia (book 2)
Trusting Ingrid (book 3)
Time Travel:
His Land, His Law
A Time For Will
Simon in Charge: – 3 book box-set
Libby Campbell in her own words:
I’m in love with love. My romance stories feature strong, self-reliant women who challenge the powerful men who love them.
My books are set in the Pacific Northwest, a part of the world I know well and love deeply.
I’ve lived all over Canada, but the best decision of my life was when I moved to Australia to marry my leading man. After many years there, we moved back to the Pacific Northwest. We now live in a leafy neighborhood close to the sea.
My passions are reading and writing. I also love hiking, beachcombing, and an occasional night of dancing.
Connect with Libby Campbell:

Sign up for her newsletter here: Libby Newsletter

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I spank for naughty… Freeing Molly

Time for the cover reveal for book 2 of Cián and Molly’s story.

Freeing Molly

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Molly has lost her way and Cián must restore their balance.

Things aren’t right with Molly, even after a tragedy hits the couple and it is dealt with on the surface, it dominates her days and nights. She deals with it in an unfortunate way but Cián takes over and things begin to level out again. But while Cián seems to be alright with the progression of things, Molly isn’t. She is still sad, doesn’t know where to put her feelings or how to cope with them.

And then, there’s the guilt. Guilt that Cián has been through every miserable step with her and she shut him out. Cián has forgiven her, its easy for a man who lives a domestic discipline lifestyle but not easy for his newly inducted fiancé. No, finding absolution is difficult and the road is a painful one for Molly.

Growth is all about the process. That is what Cián is telling himself. That process includes, patience, love, careful timing, open heart, open mind, and more patience. And allowing others into their lives enough to help Molly smile again. What it isn’t is accepting of the way things are and Cián isn’t anything if he isn’t a true O’Connor son.

Once Cián finds his Molly, he will do whatever it takes to get her through her confused pain except let her work it out alone. He calls in his relatives, and while there are some bumpy spots, and he doesn’t always make the best choices, he has an end game and nothing is going to get in the way of winning. He has his unwavering eye on the prize and he will use whatever means necessary to gain that prize, Molly, whole again.

 

Here is a little taste of what lies ahead.

 

PG-13

Molly was stubborn and right now she was also angry that she wasn’t getting her way although her body visibly relaxed when he said he wasn’t letting her go. It was a dangerous combination. Cián didn’t want to push too hard too fast, but she was begging for a spanking by her actions. He was going to try again. Taking a deep breath, Cián looked straight into Molly’s petulant face.

“Molly, you are not living in this… h…”

“Just say it! Hell hole. Well I don’t care what you, or my brothers say. People leave me alone here.” She looked at Cián pointedly. “Until today, that is.”

“Right.”

Cián looked around the one room decorated in modern slum and decided that other than her bag, there was nothing she needed from the space. He was trying hard not to give her what she was asking for even though every instinct inside told him to grab the hairbrush on the box she used for a dresser.

He might have been the youngest O’Connor child, but he knew exactly how to take care of his girl. She was dealing with so much that his lover side was saying ‘protect don’t spank.’ His Dom side, not so much. Cián struggled to focus and isolate his gentler side. He could try to be Shane right now as he had done before, to calm down but even Shane would have yanked her sassy ass out as fast as he could, while smoking her backside at the same time. He’d seen Andrew calmly roast Caoimhe’s butt without breaking a sweat when she had made a choice out of obstinance, not intelligence.

Grabbing Molly and her bag, he shouldered her midriff and balanced her weight as he turned to leave the room. “Fuck off, O’Connor.”

“Oh, hell no,” growled Cián. “That was what I needed to hear leanbh.

“I’m not your baby.”

“You’re hurting, not rational, and you’re mine. I’m taking over.”

His gentler side was gone. He was going to polish that sassy ass until it shined a glowing ruby red. Then they would start again, from the beginning if necessary. He let his hand land on her skinny behind and missed the round, plumpness he loved. He was satisfied when he heard her cry out in the first round of six. There were tears by the second. Yeah, she was ready.

He had her in the car fast, but before he walked out, he grabbed the hairbrush. “Is there anything you need from this room you cannot replace, aingeal?

“My important papers.” He turned with her still stationed over his shoulder.

“Where?”

She tried to get down, but he didn’t allow it. “Point.”

“I can…” He aimed to the center of her right southern cheek and the pop the hairbrush made sounded like order and control to Cián.

She screeched but pointed, and he retrieved the folder. “Anything else?”

“No. Yes, my box of keepsakes.” She pointed and without another word, he grabbed the little box. “That’s it,” she said with a whine.

He was relieved that she wasn’t demanding he leave her in this slum. It would take a while before the nightmares of what could have happened to her left him.

“Good. Say good-bye to Cheyenne, aingeal.”

Cián expected her to throw a fit and make him work for it but she lay quiet and sweet over his shoulder. He patted her bottom and decided he wouldn’t rub it; she was hoping he would assuage the sting he’d left. Let that memory be the last one of this dingy room.

 

Alyssa Bailey

USA Today and #1 International best-selling author, Alyssa Bailey, lives amongst the beauty of Southeast Alaska. Alyssa loves beach combing, travel, people watching and both reading and writing realistic romance for the naughty in all of us. Writing power exchanges between strong, intelligent, sassy women who are not afraid to make a stand and men confident enough to give his woman space, but Alpha enough to keep her safe despite her choices is a common theme. 

 

 

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Email: alyssabaileyromance@gmail.com

Goodreads:  https://www.goodreads.com/Alyssa_Bailey

 

First book in the Trilogy:                           Book three, Forever Molly, coming soon.

In Pursuit of Molly 

In Pursuit of Molly

In Pursit of Molly

Cooler weather, falling leaves…

Cooler weather, falling leaves, crackling fires, friends, family, and feel good books are what makes November memories so heartwarming.

It is with bittersweet feelings that I share this last O’Connor Trilogy with you. Cián is the youngest O’Connor and the last to find his true love. The Saga has taken us through introductions to the O’Connor’s in Her Sweet Complication-Liam and Jocelyn to Cián and Molly. While there will be love stories and family holiday gatherings in the future, there will be no more trilogies. Also, this trilogy links one future series and one already started. More about that later in books 2 and 3. 

I hope you enjoy this last child of Sean and Siobhan O’Connor. Here is Book 1.

Book 1 In Pursuit of Molly- Cián O’Connor trilogy is coming Thanksgiving week, just in time for settling into those comforting stories in front of the fire. If you haven’t met them, it is time you did!

In Pursuit of Molly by Alyssa Bailey

In Pursit of Molly

Molly Rasher had been obsessed with Cián O’Connor from the day she met the preoccupied veterinarian student. She was still dreaming of his toned body and serious demeanor when she finished college but he had only nodded and smiled in passing. With no further contact, it seemed her sexy dreams would have to find another star, until he walked into the clinic’s front door, reigniting her passions.

Cián was more than half-way through his training to be a veterinarian. Finally, he could afford to pursue his angel. Molly’s endearing, shy smile had tantalized him for almost two years and now the opportunity to be with her fell into his lap, he was going to grab it with both hands. He prayed she was ready for him because he’d learned if you wanted something bad enough, you held on tight until you got it. No matter the cost.

Alyssa Bailey

Okay, here is the first little taste. Remember it comes out Thanksgiving.

“Here’s your nurse.”

He had evidently called the nurse when she began to wake up because the nice-looking caregiver brought in water and was a bit too cheerful. “I’m Robert. Now, how are you feeling?

“If I said Mack truck. Would that be enough of a descriptor?”

He chuckled. “Just what I expected to hear. Has your body guard told you what happened?”

“My?” She tried to smile but it hurt. “Got it. He is kind of handy and no, we haven’t gotten that far yet.”

“Okay, first tell me how much you remember.”

The nurse walked around taking readings, checking vitals, and monitoring machines. When he was done, he added another bag of fluids. “Are you still thinking? Can you remember anything?”

She opened her mouth but Cián stopped her from speaking and said, “Molly, you need to try to remember but don’t tell anyone until you speak to the sheriff. He should be the first one that you tell your memories to. They will never be as accurate as in the first retelling.”

“Sir, I understand you are her watchdog friend, and I appreciate your concern, but we need to know she hasn’t any amnesia.”

“And I know you do that by a few questions.” The tone brooked no arguments.

“Look, if you’re going to impede my job, you’re going to have to leave.”

Cián held onto Molly’s hand and stood up, showing his full height and build. Molly’s heart swelled. He was the most handsome man she had ever known. And big. She knew he came from a large family and if they were all this imposing when defied, the intimidation factor when they were together would be impressive. The factor would rise exponentially if in protective mode. She shivered at the picture her imagination created.

He’d been the center of her lust since that first time she met him. This was a side of Cián she’d only had an inkling of before today. He was protecting her from whatever he thought was a threat, just as he’d promised. She would be content to sit back and let her man take care of her, as he expected.

“Robert, just a little background on me,” Cián began. “I have a large immediate family with friends as close as family. They include several physicians, a sheriff, a policeman, a nurse, a handful of lawyers, a federal agent, a trauma therapist, a psychologist, and a whole slew of ranchers who are all volunteer firemen. I’m a veterinarian. As you can see, I am intelligent and do understand this issue. How about we try this again. She will do the standard orientation questions, but any details of her experience will first be heard by law enforcement.”

The look on the nurse’s face told the story of his thoughts. Cián wasn’t sure, but he thought the man narrowed his eyes. Not the standard response for a nurse who shouldn’t take offense to a patient not disclosing the events prior to informing law enforcement. In fact, his sisters would have stopped the patient from speaking until they had the sheriff’s department in the room. No, he was right in stopping the disclosure and might even mention the oddity to the deputies.

Two men in uniform appeared at the door as Molly patted Cián’s hand to calm him.

“I’ll tell the doctor she was uncooperative.”

Molly’s sharp intake of fearful breath raised his hackles. “You do that, and I’ll file a complaint with the nursing board and this hospital’s administrator. I tell you, Robert, I’m an easy-going guy unless someone messes with me or mine. Let’s not go there. She’s waiting for the sheriff’s office.”

Cian might be the youngest O’Connor but he has learned his lessons well.

Haven’t read the O’Connors before? Then here are the first books in each trilogy to get you started.

 

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November Crazies and Club Risqué

HELLO!!!

November has come in with a wild rush the crazies.

I am working on National Novel Writing Month. Goal? Finish my third and final book in the Cian O’Connor Trilogy. It is the final book of the O’Connor Family Saga.

This week comes the Cover reveal and the Blurb.

I will give you little excerpts along the next two weeks until it comes out Thanksgiving Week!

This month is National Native American Heritage Month.

Then there is Thanksgiving and so much more!

My son graduates from High School in one month.

We are so very busy!

How about you all?

 

NOW I have a surprise for you all

Meet Poppy Flynn

Fear’s Whisper (Club Risqué Book 2)

 

 Meet the members of Club Risqué and follow their D/s exploits as love worms its way into even the kinkiest hearts.

 

Cover and blurb

Publisher’s Note: Graphic scenes and power exchange are a part of this steamy love story. If that is not to your liking, please do not read it.

 

Buy Links:

  Amazon US                    Amazon UK            Blushing Books

 

 

A Tantalizing Taste:

It was just so liberating to be lightly bound and following commands. She didn’t have to worry about what to do and what to say, whether she should be reciprocating in some sensual, provocative way that seemed to come naturally to some women, but which she had never understood.

Prior to this experience, sex had always been something awkward and slightly stilted. Like some kind of complicated dance that no-one had shown her the steps to and which she had no chance of following after the music started. So instead of relaxing she fretted and second guessed herself, wondering if she was doing the right thing but feeling like a failure regardless, until she was so stressed that the whole thing became an ordeal to endure until the man she was with got off and she lay there feeling disappointed and vaguely unfulfilled and wondering if that’s all there really was.

But not tonight. Tonight, something magical was happening. Tonight, she felt free; as if someone had waved away the burden of unrealistic expectation and replaced it with the permission to just feel. And boy was she feeling! Every touch, every kiss, every…thing seemed startlingly magnified. This was the closest thing to bliss that Charlotte had ever experienced and intuition was telling her that this time there was certainly more to come. Hopefully her! Yes, definitely her. It would be the first time. Well, not the first time. But the first time with a man. Oh goddesses! What if it didn’t happen. Would Jake be able to tell? What if she disappointed him anyway?

Suddenly Jake bit down on her nipple and the light bolt of pain wrenched her away from her thoughts before he laved at the small hurt and it bloomed into a tingling pleasure.

“You’re thinking so loudly I can hear you,” Jake growled. “Keep it up and I’ll be forced to spank you to take your mind off whatever is winding you up.”

Spank her? Charlottes pussy clenched at the thought and she felt her panties dampen some more.

Jake chuckled darkly against her breast. “I don’t think you find that idea too dreadful, do you sweet Charlotte. Would you like to feel my hand warming that pretty ass until it’s all hot and pink and branded with my palm?”

“No”, Charlotte panted. “I mean yes!” Her back arched as Jake bit down tenderly on her other nipple, taking away her ability of coherent thought. “Oh goddesses! I mean, were there two questions there? I can’t think…”

Charlotte could feel the laughter rumbling in Jake’s chest. “That was the idea. Don’t think! Just feel. You were doing such an excellent job of it until your brain kicked in.

 

A few words about Poppy:

Poppy Flynn was born in Buckinghamshire, UK and moved to Wales at eight years old with parents who wanted to live the ‘self-sufficiency’ lifestyle.

Today she still lives in rural Wales and is married with six children.

Poppy’s love of reading and writing stemmed from her parents’ encouragement and the fact that they didn’t have a television in the house. 

“When you’re surrounded by fields, cows and sheep, no neighbours, no TV and the closest tiny village is four miles away, there’s a certain limit to your options, but with books your adventures and your horizons are endless.”

       Poppy x

 

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I’ve got Sweet and Heat today…

Hello!

I’m back home from RomCon 18 and it was an incredible experience. The hard work of the RomCon 18 staff to make every detail seamless and unique, was appreciated by every one who attended this year. I bonded and met so many who enjoy a good love story that I was exhausted and sad it was over. A big thanks to all!

The trip up and back was an experience all itself. We took our time, well, took extra time, to see the area and the historical sights coming and going to Richmond, VA. We, (hubby and daughter) only came from Texas this time so the trip was shorter.  Civil War history, castles, horses (we went to Lexington, Kentucky home of my New Series, Safe and Secure, which you will be reintroduced to in the last of the O’Connor trilogies), plantations, art museums, and more filled our time before and after the event.

We ended up coming home through Alabama rather than Arkansasa and just missed the hurricane. So happy for a good end but the rain going into Texas from Shreveport was torrential.

I’m now ready to finish my first fall writing project. My last O’Connor’s Trilogy, Cian/Molly, is two books complete and soon in the editing process with Blushing.

The last book is in outline form, and you know what that means, the books go from Sweet with a little naughty to Call the Fire department. The last book of the trilogy sets has a surprising few turns and I hope you will like the end result. That doesn’t mean we might not find them later in special novellas or even appearing in a branch-off series, but for now, lets enjoy the young love of the last O’Connor sibling.

Now that brings me to the next thing you want to know about, the featured books.

I’ve got

Daryl Devore

here with me to chat about her book,

Dark Chocolate and Strawberries

Dark Choicolate and Strawberries - DD cover

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What’s a naughty fairy tale like Red Riding Hood without Red, the huntsman, grandma and especially, the big bad wolf?

Esmerelda ‘Red’ Hood is summoned to her mother’s executive suite only to learn her sweet granny is headed for a romantic cruise with a gigolo. Horrified, Red races off to save her grandma before it’s too late.

On board, Red meets Andrew Woodsman and Willem Olf. One a cutie with the biggest puppy eyes and the other a dark, sophisticated predator. Her grandmother’s warning rings in Red’s ear “Never trust a wolf in sheep’s clothing.”

Even with the warning, Red has trouble choosing which man could be the big bad wolf and which could be her happily ever after.

Note: This book was previously published by New Dawning Bookfair under the title Sexy Red Hood.

Every good fairy tale begins with once upon a time. This one begins with once upon a dream.

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“Oh, that feels so good.” She ran her fingers through his hair.

He reached his hands up to her shoulders and trickled his fingertips to her hips. His strong fingers kneaded her breasts. Her erect, pink nipples rubbed against his rough hands each butt cheek and dug his fingers into her flesh.

She slid her fingers along his chest and flicked his nipples. “You make me feel so hot.”

Applying tender kisses on her stomach, he moved from her navel to her thigh. He pressed a hand on each inner thigh, urging her to spread her legs. A thrill tingled in her as he licked his lips.

“Like what you see?” She wiggled her bottom.

A smile crossed his face as he lowered his head between her legs. Using small nips and kisses, he traced a path along her thigh and stopped when his lips brushed the edge of her bush. Licking her slit, he caressed the inside of her thigh with the tips of his fingers. When his hand reached her pussy, his finger teased her wetness.

“Don’t stop!” She entangled her fingers in his hair.

His finger slid deep into her as his tongue neared her clit. “Baby, I’m gonna fuck you until you beg for…”

…and oil prices soared as the cost of a barrel of crude rode to an all-time record…

“Oh gawd,” moaned Red, as she grabbed a pillow to cover her ears. “It can’t be morning.”

…lost three to two. The Chicago Blackhawks traded right winger, Steve…

From under the pillow, she forced one eye to open. The digital alarm clock showed 6:07.

…snow and blowing snow and near record cold temperatures…

“I don’t wanna get up.” Her left hand reached out from under the warm blankets and slapped at the snooze button. Closing her eyes, she sighed and settled back into sleep. “Can I just go back to my dream?”

…all roads leading into the downtown core are slow and there are two major accidents on Michigan Avenue. Delays and cancellations at O’Hare International….

Again, her left hand thrust out from under the blankets and pressed the snooze button. No sooner had she settled back under the covers, the annoying beep-beep-beep of the backup clock sounded.

Red sighed and threw back the covers. A blast of cool air chilled her arms. There was only one way to shut off this alarm – get out of bed, walk across the room and smack the damn button.

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Meet Daryl:

Two writers in one. Daryl Devoré writes hot romances with sexy heroes and strong heroines. Victoria Adams is Daryl Devoré’s alter ego when she’s inspired to write sweet romances with little to no heat.

Daryl (@daryldevore) lives in an old farmhouse in Ontario, Canada, with her husband, a large salt water aquarium full of fish, a black cat named Licorice and some house ghosts. Her daughter is grown and has flown the nest. Daryl loves to take long walks on her quiet country road or snowshoe across the back acres, and in the summer, kayak along the St. Lawrence River. She has touched a moon rock, a mammoth, and a meteorite. She’s been deep in the ocean in a submarine, flown high over Niagara Falls in a helicopter, and used the ladies room in a royal palace. Life’s an adventure and Daryl’s having fun living it.

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