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by Libby Campbell

Publisher: Blushing Books

Release date: June 14th 2018

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?

Publishers note: Although loosely part of a series, this spicy romance can be read as a stand alone story. It includes scenes of domestic discipline and power exchanges.


"Are you willing to submit to me physically, to accept my discipline, until you develop more of your own?”
Ingrid rubbed her hands on her jeans, trying to act indifferent. She shrugged. “Sure. Nothing to lose.”
“Curb your enthusiasm.” Lachlan stood in front of her.
From where she sat, he looked skyscraper tall, making her feel like a speck in his shadow.
Lachlan held out his hand. “Let’s get started.”
Ingrid rose to her feet. “Here?” she looked around the living room, her face knit with worry.
“Why not? There’s no one home. The blinds are closed. This gives us lots of space to play in and I find a roaring fire can be helpful in these situations.”
“All will be revealed,” Lachlan said, pulling her into his arms to hold her tight. His hands roamed from the top of her spine down to her buttocks and thighs. He squeezed her bottom, caressed her waist and massaged her shoulders, as though he were memorizing every inch of her body by touch.
Ingrid wrapped her arms around his neck, weaving her fingers through his hair.
He kissed her collarbone then lifted his head and kissed her ear, his soft breath heating her in dark tangled places.
When his lips met hers, she was ready, her mouth slightly open. Their tongues danced. She drank from him and he from her. Their moaning voices joined. For a tumbling, crazed moment, it was as though they were a single, heaving beast.
Without warning, Lachlan pulled away. Taking Ingrid by the shoulders, he spun her around, so she was facing the fire. He stood behind her, his body molding against hers. With one hand under her breasts, holding her close, he flattened his other hand on her abdomen, pressing her to him. The rigid muscle of his hard on rubbed against her bottom cheeks.
“Do you like the warmth of the fire?” he asked.
“Yes,” she whispered. The bittersweet smell of the burning cedar log was intoxicating. She inhaled deeply.
“There is a reason the hearth is raised. Do you have any idea why that might be?”
“To make it easier to set a fire?”
“Partly. You’re about to see the other reason. Are you ready for your punishment?”
“Maybe.” Her bark of laughter quivered with nervousness. “I’m as ready as I’ll ever be.”
“I’m going to spank you tonight. That much you’ve figured out already, right?”
She nodded hesitantly.
“What you may not realize is that I consider your problems, your bad behaviors, to be long term, entrenched habits that can only be broken and rebuilt over a period of time, with regular and consistent correction.”
Ingrid froze. “Period of time? What does that mean? What is consistent correction?”
“The initial period will be a month. That’s how long I’m off the board and how long Glyn and Rachel are away. For the next month you will be spanked at least once a day.”
Ingrid gasped. “No!”
“Yes” Lachlan kissed her neck.
With his warm lips caressing her skin, her determination to resist him weakened. She protested feebly, “That’s too much.”
“It’s barely a start, considering some of the things you’ve done. The spankings aren’t the only important thing. Far more important is your submission. That will tell me that you know you need to change, that you consent to my direction for the process.”
“At least once a day?” She hated the timidity in her voice.
“Once a day to pay for old sins. More than that for new offences. You’re lucky. Today you’re only going to be punished for today’s wrongdoing.”

Author Bio:

Libby Campbell’s stories celebrate romance with a spicy power exchange. Her women are strong and challenge the powerful men who love them.
Libby has lived all over Canada, but the best decision of her life was when she moved to Australia to marry her leading man. After many years there, they moved back to the Pacific Northwest. They now live in a leafy neighborhood close to the sea.
Libby’s passions are reading and writing. She also loves hiking and an occasional night of dancing. 

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(Bride of Fire Book 3)

by Jane Burrelli

Publisher: Blushing Books

Release date: 27th July 2018

When the gods breathed life into us, they blessed us with an element. Pity they didn’t care to bless us with anything else. 
Mira had hoped she might find happiness in the arms of the Ice Lord. She was wrong. Political forces have driven them apart and the consequences are devastating for the fated mates. Despite all the past hurt and misunderstandings her fever for the infuriating man has not been extinguished, no matter how much she wished it.
Zorren never feared the cold until he’d tasted Mira’s warmth and passion. Mira is his and he is determined to claim her and restore her to her rightful place beside him: on the throne, in his life and in his bed. Now if only the little firebrand would cease her fruitless attempts to drive him away.
With rumblings in the South and conspiracy in the Iceari Court, Mira and Zorren need to present a united front more than ever. Are they brave enough to seize their second chance? Can they rebuild their trust and allow their love to blossom. Or will it be strangled by resentment and stubborn pride?
Publisher’s Note: This fantasy romance contains elements of danger, suspense, mystery, adventure, and sensual scenes set in an apocalyptic world.


By Stella Moore

Publisher: Blushing Books

Release date: 29th June 2018

                       Perfection comes in all sizes. #sweetissexy #bodypositive

Left humiliated and heartbroken by the man she’d planned to marry, Mindy Kirkman goes on a mission to get the best revenge (body) she can. Her plans take an unexpected turn when she falls hard for sexy personal trainer, Fox Washburn. But Mindy’s quest for revenge takes her down a dangerous path. Will she sabotage her happiness with Fox? Or will she finally accept that perfection comes in all sizes?


Fox took her hand again and led her through a door to 
his bedroom. She felt like she was walking on clouds. 
Was this actually happening? Was she really about 
to get a spanking, not just for fun or role playing, but an 
honest to goodness discipline spanking?

Fox led her to a bare corner of his bedroom and turned 

her to face the wall. 

“Hands on your head.” She quickly complied with the 
gruff order, and her heart tripped over itself when she 
felt his fingers in the waistband of her leggings.
“Fox,” she trailed off, unsure of what she wanted to say 
“They’re coming down, little girl. We already talked 
about this.”
“Yes, I know, it’s just,” she was mortified to hear the 
tears in her voice, “I don’t want you to see me. I’m not, 
you know.”
“I don’t know. Not what, Melinda?”
“I’m not skinny like the girls you’re used to!” she 
blurted out, tears blurring her vision. 
“And thank God for that.”
Of all the answers she’d prepared  herself for, that 
hadn’t even been on the radar. “What?” 
He leaned down, his breath tickling her ear as he 
spoke. “I love the way you look. I love your round 
bottom, your bouncy breasts, every single inch of 
you. I’ve had to fight to keep my hands off you since 
the moment you walked into my gym.”
Pinch test be damned, this was definitely a dream. “You 
don’t mean that,” she replied instinctively. 
The idea of a man finding her sexy, as she was and not 
as she potentially could be, was beyond her ability to 
“I’m going to let that one slide. But we have some work 
to do, me and you. Now, your leggings are coming 
down and I don’t want another word about it, or 
your weight, or I will take my belt to your bottom when 
we’re finished. Understood?”
The emotions raging inside of her robbed her ability 
to speak, so she simply nodded. Squeezing her eyes
shut, she held her breath as he 
tugged her leggings and her panties to her knees. 
“You’re beautiful,” he murmured, one huge hand 
stroking her bare skin until she trembled. “But you’ll be 
even more beautiful with this bottom painted a 
nice pretty red. Stay in the corner until I call for you.”

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1.     Author Bio
Nestled somewhere in the Southeastern United
States you can usually find Stella curled up on her
couch with her tablet, a blanket (because even during a 
southern summer, she's freezing) and a glass of wine.If 
she isn't writing or tweaking her newest work, she's 
glued to a book. Romance, suspense, thrillers, Stella 
loves a little bit of everything.

Other than reading, she spends her time listening to
her husband play his guitar and throwing spontaneous 
dance parties with her two teenage daughters in the 
living room. When she can convince everyone else to 
venture outside, she loves hiking and swimming. Her 
husband is fairly certain she's secretly a mermaid, as 
she'd live in the water if she could.

Stella has been writing spanking fiction off and on for 
years, but she's just recently taken the plunge into 
writing full on novels. She is from the school of “write 
what you know”, and her husband is always willing 
(sometimes too willing!) to assist with any research she 
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By Juliette Banks

Publisher: Blushing Books
Release date: June 28, 2018


Roxy is a modern, independent, kick-ass woman, who hides a secret desire—she likes a bit of spice in the bedroom. Will she ever meet a man who can satisfy her desires, without expecting her full submission?

Oliver is a man who loves some kink in his life, but doesn’t want to be tied down by a possessive woman. He also has a secret life that doesn’t bode well for a long-term relationship.

When they meet the attraction between them is immediate and electrifying. They are both amazed by their chemistry. But Oliver’s secret life takes an unexpected turn and threatens their relationship as well as his life. Can they find each other again? Or will their relationship be doomed to failure?

Publisher’s Note: This adult romance contains elements of danger, action, adventure, power exchange and sensual scenes. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.

Excerpt 1 (R)

He fastened a silk scarf around my eyes, before spinning me so I was disorientated. I heard his voice from behind me. “Take everything off—except the heels. Leave those on,” he growled. Soon my clothes littered the floor. “Now dance,” he commanded.
The music was a slow jazz number, very mellow. I ground my hips to the sound of a sensual sax, bending and swaying to the gentle rhythm. I had a slight smile on my lips as I anticipated what was to come. I delighted in winding him up very slowly.
I couldn’t see him, but I knew he would be sitting in the leather chair, probably sipping on a glass of whisky. He liked these little displays of mine. He liked choreographing them and controlling my movements. He liked his power over me and I handed it to him voluntarily.
“Move that sexy little arse of yours. Show me what you can do. Be my private dancer. Make me want to fuck you without mercy.” I swayed and undulated my hips, running my hands up and down my body, knowing his excitement would be mounting until he could resist me no longer. How I loved to torment him. And how he made me pay, deliciously, for it.
“Enough.” I stopped immediately. He reached out and ran his palm down the curve of my back and over my bottom. “Bend over.” I did as he asked and was rewarded by his hand slipping between my thighs and stroking my pussy. “You’re so wet already. So sexy. You’re my little slut, aren’t you?” From him that was a term of endearment. The more I was his slut the more he loved it. His touch made me groan with need.  He grabbed me by the arm and pulled me down, over his lap. As my feet left the floor the shoes fell off with a clatter and lay at his feet. They wouldn’t be needed further tonight. My behind would be lathered and then I would be fucked – hard – just as I loved it.

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About the author

Juliette Banks is the other writing name of Rachel de Vine. I love writing erotic romance, where my characters have lots of exciting erotic moments, but still believe in love and romance—because I am a romantic myself.

When I’m not writing, I love to travel, read and enjoy my beautiful garden in my home in the heart of England. I love to hear from my readers, so feel free to contact me on my links below.

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