Thursday, 13 June 2019

Hot New Releases.

Another two hot releases on my blog this week, as well as a little bit of news on the release of the next books in my own Club Risqué series.
So what's in store today? Well, first off we have 

Romancing the Coast
by
Libby Campbell

Includes: Seeing Ronnie, Holding Cynthia, and Trusting Ingrid


I have to say that I was fortunate enough to read the ARC copy of this three book box set, and I will admit, right now, that I'm so pleased I had the opportunity. Libby Campbell's work is so beautifully crafted that the quality of writing jumps up at you from the very first page. She has the ability to construct a story so that you know all of the details about everything without ever feeling like you want to skim through all of the descriptions to get to the action and that, in my opinion, is a true talent. What other treats are in store in this box set? Well, I have to say, it's so refreshing to see and older couple getting some story time in Holding Cynthia. And if that's not enough, the struggles which Ingrid encountered in Trusting Ingrid were so detailed and well written that I honestly felt like I was with her every step of the way. 
So why not treat yourself to this box set. Here's a little taste of what you can expect.

Blurb 

In the beautiful Pacific Northwest, three feisty women are living happy lives of financial independence and social autonomy. 
None of them are aware of the storms gathering on the edges of their orderly worlds, about to challenge everything they thought they wanted from life.
The winds of change arrive in the shape of three sexy alpha men. 
These men shun political correctness as they seek to challenge, conquer, protect, and possess the strong gorgeous women who intimidate mere mortals.


Seeing Ronnie:

Aloof and beautiful, society blogger Ronnie Flynn only agrees to go out with Del Franklin because he has an invitation to the biggest social event of the year. But it means spending a weekend with him on gorgeous Seguro Island. Before that weekend is over, Ronnie is in deeper than she ever imagined possible. Enthralled by her beauty and intelligence but less impressed with her snark, Del decides the only thing she needs to make her a good partner is a lesson in manners. That’s a lesson he’s happy to deliver, as often as she needs it.

Holding Cynthia: 

Cynthia is about to move to the West Coast to be closer her daughter. As her plane touches down in her new city, she steels herself for the new life ahead. When she finds Antony, someone she thinks of as a dear friend, waiting at the arrivals gate, a wave of gratitude and desire floods through her.
She is tired and aching beyond all memory, so Antony takes charge. Very quickly, he realizes there is something wrong, very wrong, with Cynthia’s health. He insists that she see a doctor.
She says he is overprotective. He agrees. He is also determined to look after her if she won’t look after herself. A trip over his knee shakes Cynthia to the core. In spite of herself she likes – she wants – this loving correction. 
Is Antony too much, too soon, or is he just what the doctor ordered?

Trusting Ingrid:

Ingrid Nickel doesn’t want to go into rehab. Again. She tried it once but it didn’t work. 
When she meets Lachlan Morrison, the connection is electric. She sees a handsome man, directing and challenging, who won’t be intimidated by a powerful woman like her. He sees a woman whose bluster and sarcasm is a cover for something deep inside her that is badly broken. 
The daughter of a grifter, Ingrid has grown up street-wise and lawless. Lachlan has rescued more than one creature whose bark was worse than its bite. 
Will his stern, loving magic work on Ingrid?


Excerpt from Seeing Ronnie:

[Del catches Ronnie snooping at the house where they are attending the engagement party]

“Let’s put it this way, you can take a spanking and we’ll draw a line under this incident.” Del stepped closer to her. “Or I can march you downstairs, past all the guests, and we’ll show Simon how I just found you and what you had in your hand.”
Ronnie pictured all the gathered dignitaries: people of wealth and influence from all walks of life. Politicians, business people, artists, dancers, writers, musicians, all milling around downstairs. Everyone who was anyone for a hundred miles was at this party.
Her face burned at the thought of the public humiliation. She’d be ridiculed for months to come.
“Okay I’ll take the stupid spanking—on one condition.”
“Which is?”
“You can’t tell a soul.” Her voice came out wheedling, but his expression didn’t change. In the midst of her anger and bluster, another sensation simmered, a strange, tangled response to his threat, to the way he stood in front of her, his face stony and resolute.
Moistness dampened her panties and her nipples tightened.
Del seated himself at the end of the bed. “That’s fair enough. For now. If you behave for the rest of the day, you have my word that this will stay between the two of us. Now take off your hat, lift your skirt, and lie across my knees. You may leave your panties on. This time.”
“This time?” she snorted. “Like you really think this is ever going to happen again?” Ronnie’s face was so hot she was sure it would combust.
“The longer it takes you to present yourself, the worse this is going to be.” Del’s voice dropped to an ominous level.
She glanced around the room to make sure no one could see or hear what was about to take place. Without asking Del, she darted over to the French doors leading to the upstairs balcony and closed them, shutting out the murmur of laughter and conversation drifting up from the lawn below. She hoped fervently that she had also cut off any noise from the bedroom travelling the other way.
When she got back to where Del sat, her mouth dry and palms sweating, she fumbled her hat off and placed it on the chair by the fireplace. Her long red hair fell across her face, partly shielding the embarrassed blush coloring her cheeks.
“I’ve never been spanked before,” she said in a mouse-like voice and hated herself for her timidity. She stood before him, staring at her feet.
“Then you’re overdue, aren’t you?” Del took her hands in his. He brought one then the other to his lips before looking up at her and speaking again. “This will hurt but it won’t be anything you can’t bear. If it really gets to be too much, simply say safeword and I will stop. Then we will have to find another way for you to pay for your misbehavior. I think you’ll find that a spanking is the fastest and easiest way to atone. Do you agree?”
Ronnie nodded, biting her lip.

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

The Simon in Charge series:

Simon Says(book 1)
Winning Sadie(book 2)
Sadie Says I Do(book 3)
Three-book box set – Simon in Charge

A Time For Will

Novellas in Christmas anthologies:

Prairie Promise– A Spanking Good New Year anthology
Love at Last Flight– 12 Naughty Days of Christmas anthology

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. 

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Saturday, 18 May 2019

HOT New Releases! It's getting DARK!

What's new?

Well, to begin with there's Book 4 in the Club Risqué series,

Dark Consequences 


Blurb

It was supposed to be fun. They were both experienced in the club singles' lifestyle, but from the moment Connor and Laurel meet, sparks fly, heat spikes, and everything suddenly gets complicated.

Laurel wants something long term with Connor and is determined to get it, even if it means having to push him out of his comfort zone. Little does she realise just how close she is to pushing him over the edge.

When Connor pushes back, everything becomes twisted and distorted until they both end up facing their own dark consequences. Can they find their way back, or will the secrets of Connor’s past destroy them both?

Publisher's Note: Book four of the Club Risqué series is a steamy, dark, sexy story which includes a theme of power exchange. If this is offensive, please do not read it.


Excerpt

Pain seared across her back, once, twice, more. Much more. Sometimes, she knew she was in too deep, but most of the time, she ignored it. She ignored it now. She was way past caring anyway, so what did it matter anymore? 
And, yeah, she was lying to herself there, too. Just a tiny bit. Because it did matter; somewhere, deep in the furthest recess of her mind, she did care. Maybe. 
Maybe that's why she was really here, taking such a severe thrashing from the club's ultimate sadist, Master X. Maybe that's why she had become his slave because, deep down, maybe she did actually care, and maybe with some minute sliver of understanding, she didn't want to let go of that final tiny thread. 
Because as harsh and as brutal as it might appear to an outsider—as unfathomable and aberrant as it might seem, even to some of her friends—this single gossamer filament of masochistic intent was the only thing that was keeping her receptive to the rest of her life. 
The welts, the bruises, the pain she chose freely and consensually were the only things, these days, that reminded her that she was alive. 
As contradictory as that might sound, and Micah—or any other psychologist—would have a field day with it, she was sure, Laurel knew, on some deep, subconscious level, that without this ritual, this pain and humiliation to prickle the edges of her consciousness, then she would be lost. 
If the flimsy thread of sadomasochism that tethered her shakily to this life was severed or broken, then Laurel knew, without a doubt, that she would succumb to the welcome oblivion that whispered to her mind and called to her body. That bleak, insidious darkness that constantly slithered just the barest fraction below reason and rationality. Waiting. 
Waiting for the string to be cut so that it could gobble her up into a pit of desolation that she would never return from. 
It called to her relentlessly. Incessantly. Whispering to her to give up, to give in, to succumb to the blackness and despair and free herself from this mortal coil, to snap that final, fragile strand of mortality which tethered her to this precarious survival. 
So, whether it was logical, or rational, or sane...or not, Laurel came here, to Club Risqué. And here, she instead succumbed to the pain. 
Because in pain, at least, she could feel. She could scream; she could cry. 
She could escape the subtly deceptive numbness that slithered its sinister and treacherous fingers stealthily through her mind and body, through her thoughts and feelings, with its devious and sneaky promises of detachment and indifference. 
Instead, she freely embraced the physical torment and the erotic humiliation in one last, desperate struggle not to surrender to the final, peaceful void of nothingness that would be her demise. 

As you can probably already tell, this newest edition to the Club Risqué series is a lot darker and more intense than the previous books.




And since we've started dark, why not get even darker? Here's a sneak peek at Felicity Brandon's new release, which is book one in the prequel to the excellent 'Dark Necessities' Trilogy'

Flawed


Blurb:

One powerful serial killer. One visceral connection.
One deadly secret that should have stayed buried.


Men like Ethan Reilly should never fall in love. Dark, enigmatic and dangerous, Ethan is the perfect predator until he meets Lily Simpson, a woman passionate enough to placate him and strong enough to surrender to him.

For a while Lily’s love is enough.

But the darkness inside Ethan is too powerful to contain, and soon it spills into their burgeoning love affair. As he wrestles with his demons, Ethan must come to terms with who he really is, but if he does, what happens to Lily? Can any love be strong enough to survive a past as terrible as Ethan’s? And what kind of future can they forge from the ashes of his awful admission?

Read Flawed, a Dark Necessities prequel, and discover the making of not one, but two monsters.

Excerpt

How the hell had this happened? One moment she’d been braced for another night of cozy intimacy with her new lover, and now she was naked and bound in his bedroom, and about to be secured to the coat pegs behind her. Lily’s breath hitched as that realization fell over her. He was going to tie her to the hooks on his wall—like a piece of meat! She inhaled at the thought as the ropes at her wrists tugged her arms higher behind her back. This was getting serious, and while her heart was in her throat with trepidation at the sudden jeopardy, Lily was more than aware that her pussy was soaking with her desire. For whatever reason, her body fucking loved the peril, and there was no increase in her heart rate that was going to persuade her otherwise. The gorgeous man she was so obviously head over heels in love with was doing the basest things to her, and it was driving her wild with lust.
“You might need to bend over to alleviate some of the pressure on those arms.”
His voice vibrated over her, and it took a moment for her brain to catch up with his words. One swift tug of the ropes at her wrists brought her back to the moment though, the awkward motion making her wince until she took his advice and bent forward. The deed allowed her arms to rise a little further.
“Better,” he told her in a curt tone. “But widen those legs. I need you to be able to balance.”
“Yes, sir,” she panted and all at once, her stance shifted to accommodate Ethan’s request.
“Mmmm.” 
His tone was croaky as he shifted back in front of her body, but Lily couldn’t see his face this time, only the trousers of his suit, and the drying patch at his groin where her tongue had lapped up his salty fluid.
“You look fucking amazing.”
Lily panted at his words, but this time she had no ability to compose herself. His words seemed like the precursor to something else—as though all of this was just a warm up for whatever Ethan really had in mind, and the thought was paralyzing.
“Sir,” she whispered, though Lily barely recognized the hoarse voice that came from her lips.
“Shhh,” he soothed, and one of those large hands stroked back the hair from her face. “You’re beautiful. My beautiful, good girl.”
She closed her eyes at his touch, tilting her head toward his hand, but in a moment, it disappeared, and she watched his body stalk back in the direction of the open drawer. Lily’s belly clenched at the sight. She didn’t know what he kept in there, but she knew that was where the ropes had come from, so it didn’t bode well. Ethan returned a moment later with two clothespins in his outstretched palm. He seemed to slow his pace as he approached, dropping down to crouch in front of her body.
“Your breasts are so wonderful,” he drawled, falling to his knees as he crawled the short distance to her chest. “It’s only right I get to play with them.”
Ethan didn’t give her time to respond. His hot mouth was at her left breast at once, the suction there producing a low groan from Lily as his hand massaged her other breast.
“Oh, God,” she gasped, struggling to remember to breathe as the intensity of the sensations washed over her. “Sir, please.”
He released the tension, chuckling lightly. “Is that a thank you, sir?”he asked as he glanced up at her expression.
Lily nodded. “Yes. Yes, thank you, sir.”
Their gazes locked at that moment, and Lily could have sworn she saw the devil in Ethan’s dark eyes. The look took her breath away again, leaving her stranded somewhere between frustrated arousal and hypnotizing fear. 






Saturday, 6 April 2019

Weekend Reads

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The new edition features an exclusive interview with Terry Deary, best selling author of 'Horrible Histories', advice on how to start your own business and a Young Author's section as well as short stories, parenting tips, travel, children's activities, health and wellbeing features and much more.
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Hot New Release!

Now I have a sneak peak for you to enjoy from this brand new release!

Daring Daniella
by
Pippa Greathouse and Ruby Caine


The newest set of brides has arrived in Golden River, and it seems the town is more unsettled than ever. Convinced she’s mousy and unattractive, Daniella Abcott is terribly worried that Caleb is no longer interested in her—so much so that she takes matters into her own hands and misreads Caleb’s feelings for her.
And she’s nothing if not daring. 
Caleb, on the other hand, is the strong and strict deputy of Golden River. In love with little Daniella since the very first time he laid eyes on her stealing his clothes as he swam in the river, he’s been determined to correct her mischievous streak. Now, however, the town is after him and determined to push him into marriage. His plan to distance himself from Golden River—and from Daniella—almost succeeds. Almost. 
Will Danny discover the truth about his feelings for her? And can she accept it if she does? Will Caleb admit his love for her? What happens when she runs away from him right after the ill-fated wedding?

Publisher's Note: This historical old west romance contains graphic scenes and themes of power exchange. If this is offensive to you, please do not read it.

Already hooked? Buy it here! 

Here's a little excerpt to tickle you taste buds.

Any chance of being reasonable disappeared immediately. The deputy stormed into the building, grabbed the bolt of cloth out of her hand and slammed it back on the table she had pulled it from. "Now, listen here, you little brat." His hands were planted on his hips. The other women started gathering around to watch the excitement. 

"Caleb! What's gotten into you? I was planning on purchasing that fabric to make—" Danny's cheeks tinged with scarlet as she spoke, seeing an audience gathering.  Perhaps she didn't want any of the brides hearing them having a spat. 

"You can forget it. Your little sewing project will wait until I am good and ready to ask." He yanked off his hat when he noticed the young ladies watching him. His voice lowered, but the brides compensated by taking a collective step forward. "Miss Daniella, I think it would be best for you to head back to the ranch this minute. I will come calling soon. You and I need to have a very important discussion." 

One the brides sighed loudly. "How romantic, Deputy! You're about to propose. Though I think it quite rude of you to settle on whom you want to marry before you get to know the rest of us. You are in most of our top ten lists, you know. Of potential mates, that is." 

Danny took a threatening step toward the girl who had just spoken. "Well, you can all just scratch him off, because he's already taken."

Caleb picked his little brat up in his arms and moved to the door, setting her down a few feet away from the group of brides. He scowled at her. "I never thought I would have to give this warning to women, but public brawling is not acceptable in Golden River."

Author Spotlight
Pippa Greathouse and Ruby Caine write exclusively for Blushing Books, both individually and on other collaborations. 
Take a look at Pippa's other books on her Amazon Author page at: https://www.amazon.com/Pippa-Greathouse/e/B01MY1AWFG?




Saturday, 23 March 2019

Hot New Releases!

Lots of tasty new books for you to devour on my blog today!

Kicking off we have Book 3 in my Club Risqué series 

Ties that Bind

For something a little different I've put together this video full of teasers and snippets to tantalise the tastebuds.



And don't forget that Book 1 - Fool's Desire is currently on sale at 0.99

You can go directly to it from the link on the top left of the page.

Fancy another 0.99 deal?
Here's a little tidbit from C.P. Mandara. Book 1 in the Velvet Lies series.

The Velvet Chair



"Oh, darling. You're going to be so easy to conquer." His finger reached under my chin and pulled my face back to meet his. "I can't wait to strip you out of that dress and watch you crawl around my home naked. I'm going to spank that delectable ass with every damn pervertible I can find. Hairbrushes, wooden spoons, spatulas, and I might even try a damn baking sheet. That ass of yours is always going to be prettily pink and perfectly swollen while you're under my roof."  

My name is Mark Matthews. I own half of London, and the part I don't own, I'm working on.
Life was all going swimmingly well until Michael Redcliff entered my life, demanding that I marry his daughter. Actually, swap demand for blackmail. He's got goods on me that I want no one else to see. so for the time being I need to be his little lapdog.
I'll marry his daughter. I'll give him all the status, money and power he can handle...for as long as it takes me to get a divorce. You see, I can't renege on our little arrangement - but she can. I give her a week. One week and she'll be screaming the place down for her legal counsel.
I am never wrong.


What about something a little different?
★⋰⋰⋱★⋰⋰⋱★⋰⋰⋱★⋰
VIRGIN VAMPIRE❤️
JOANIE❣️
⋱★⋰⋰⋱★⋰⋰⋱★⋰⋰⋱★


REVERSE HAREM PARANORMAL ROMANCE
My best friend is missing, my boyfriend dumped me for not putting out, and I am 99% sure I was the only person at graduation still carrying my v-card.
I thought I had problems, the normal kind that everyone faces as they become an adult. But that was before I turned into a vampire.
Now I am living with the Vampire Queen under the protection of three of the hottest brothers I have ever seen. Did I mention that my hormones are out of control? Not to worry though, I've got this. Really, what could happen?




And Finally...



Out Now—Sapphic Seduction by Lucy Felthouse (@cw1985) 
#sapphic #lesfic #erotica #lesbian

Blurb:
If you enjoy short tales of ladies loving each other, then get your hands on this collection from the pen of award-winning author Lucy Felthouse.
From Zumba classes to army basic training, surfer chicks to mechanics, and even a lost dog, this book has variety galore. There’s something for everyone, and will have you eager to turn just one more page.
Enjoy twelve titillating tales, over 45,000 words of Sapphic delight.
Please note: The stories in this anthology have been previously published.

Ready for a sneak peak? I thought so!

Excerpt:

Verity’s phone buzzed in her pocket, reminding her of an angry—and insistent—bee. Sighing, she pulled the device out and looked at the screen. Rolling her eyes, she rejected the call, then pressed the off button. Fuck her family and their petty dramas—she did enough for them, and they never appreciated it. Let them deal with their own shit for a change. She’d come here for some peace and solitude, and that was what she was damn well going to get.
After showing her membership card to the kindly old lady at the kiosk, Verity passed through the gate and into the gardens of Biddulph Grange. The beautiful stately home, sadly, was private, but the stunning landscaped gardens were open to the public. The place was already off the beaten track—nestled as it was, deep in the Staffordshire countryside—but once Verity stepped inside the huge gardens, she felt a million miles from anywhere.
Closing her eyes momentarily, she pulled in a deep breath through her nostrils, and released it from her mouth. Already she felt better, the stress and irritation seeping out of her and disappearing into the gravelled path beneath her feet. This place was her refuge, her sanctuary. She never told anyone where she went when she disappeared off for a few hours every couple of weeks—more often if her family was being more difficult than usual—and that was the beauty of it. No one knew where she was, no one could bother her. All she had was herself and the cacophony of nature within the garden walls, and that was precisely how she wanted it.
Letting out a contented sigh this time, she shut out all the unpleasant thoughts, emptying her mind, and concentrated only on what was around her. What she could see, what she could hear, what she could smell.
Her favourite thing about the gardens—aside from their being her escape—was the fact they seemed to look different every time she visited. Nature took its course: trees and bushes grew, plants flowered, leaves turned and dropped. New plants were introduced, old or diseased ones were removed.
The wildlife was wonderful, too. A huge variety of birds fluttered, swooped and hopped around, tweeting, twittering and singing. Butterflies and squirrels also made frequent appearances. They never failed to make Verity smile, and today was no exception. A further weight was lifted from her as her lips curved into a grin, and she breathed in deeply through her nostrils. The air smelled fresh, yet something lingered, hinting at something to come.
Verity tilted her head back and looked up at the sky. Hmm, that could be it. There was a thick covering of cloud, not particularly ominous-looking, but then that was British weather for you. It could, and did, change in the blink of an eye.
Shrugging, Verity carried on walking. She was here now—she wasn’t going to leave just in case it rained. Even if it did, so what? A little rain never killed anyone. It could actually be kind of refreshing.
Putting one foot in front of the other, she followed her nose through the landscape, admiring everything she saw, and exchanging polite nods and smiles with the handful of people she met. And it was only a handful. Perhaps others had checked the weather forecast before coming out and had been deterred. More fool them.
On the other hand, though, she thanked them. It meant she had the place pretty much to herself. Smiling, she allowed her imagination to run away with itself, painting a picture of a scenario where Verity owned the stately home currently hidden from view, and was wandering in her own private gardens. Every tree, every bush, every flower, every blade of grass was on her land, and she loved it. Having such an amazing place to call her own… well, she knew how lucky she was.
She was snapped out of her grand and wonderful fantasy by something that didn’t look quite right. Blinking, she focussed on whatever it was over to her left-hand side that seemed to stand out like a sore thumb. She frowned and stepped closer, still not entirely sure what she was seeing. Though it definitely wasn’t a thumb, sore or otherwise



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Author Bio:
Lucy Felthouse is the award-winning author of erotic romance novels Stately Pleasures (named in the top 5 of Cliterati.co.uk’s 100 Modern Erotic Classics That You’ve Never Heard Of, and an Amazon bestseller), Eyes Wide Open (winner of the Love Romances Café’s Best Ménage Book 2015 award, and an Amazon bestseller), The Persecution of the Wolves, Hiding in Plain Sightand The Heiress’s Harem seriesIncluding novels, short stories and novellas, she has over 170 publications to her name. Find out more about her writing at https://lucyfelthouse.co.uk or on Twitter https://twitter.com/cw1985 or Facebook  https://www.facebook.com/lucyfelthousewriter
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