Monday, June 16, 2014

* * NEW RELEASE * * #RedHotObsessions - Bundle with 10 Sizzling Hot Novels + $100 GC Giveaway


Title: Red Hot Obsessions (Boxed Set)
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Wordcount: 800000+ or about 3000 pages
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22034810-red-hot-obsessions










***10 TALES OF ROMANCE FROM 10 BEST SELLING AUTHORS***
Over 3000 pages worth of books!
ON SALE FOR A LIMITED TIME~ ONLY 99c

Ten top selling authors come together to bring you ten titillating full-length novels of love, passion, discovery, and anticipation designed to tease the senses.

Your next obsession starts here.

Hot men.
Lusty women.
Dirty, raw, and arousing.
Enough angst to twist your insides.
From first kisses, to dangerous encounters and college seductions, we've collected all your favorite stories and combined them into one scintillating read filled with the confident, sexy and mysterious bad boys that will make even the nicest girl's heart throb with desire.

  • His Wicked Games (Ember Casey): Lily would do anything to save her father's failing business - even take on the infamous billionaire Calder Cunningham. But she's not prepared for the wicked terms he has in mind...
  • Fierce (Clarissa Wild): Hot, brooding college bad-boy Hunter turns out to have more secrets up his sleeve than geeky book-worm Autumn can handle. Too bad for her he doesn't give up the fight easily.
  • That First Kiss (J.C. Valentine): Playboy and rising author Tate Larson is focused on his work with no plans of settling down anytime soon... that is, until a chance encounter with Southern beauty Piper Donovan derails all his plans
  • Slow Burn (V.J. Chambers): A college junior, in hiding from a corrupt shadow wing of an arms corporation, finds herself saddled with a restrained, no-nonsense bodyguard—who also happens to be jaw-droppingly gorgeous.
  • Layers Deep (Lacey Silks): He needs her to save a friend. She needs him to plan her revenge. Their pasts scar them Layers Deep. Their passion distracts them... and distractions can be fatal.
  • Learning Curves (Olivia Rigal): Ariane wanted to spice up the life of her cooking school but one of her American students may be hotter than she expected.
  • Can't Shake You (Molly McLain): Carissa's gotten herself into a mess with an impromptu renovation project, and the only contractor available to help her out happens to be the one man she's never been able to forget. Josh is also her ex-boyfriend's best friend, therefore completely off-limits...unless they don't get caught.
  • His Indecent Lessons (Sky Corgan): When Cheyenne started her first year of college, she didn't expect to fall head over heels for one of her professors. His interest is totally academic though, and he's going to give her private lessons she'll never forget.
  • Sorority Pledge (Daizie Draper): Inexperienced college students, Addison and Logan, recognize the need for power play in one another when they first meet. But as they dive into a BDSM lifestyle while trying to balance college life, they discover their sizzle doesn't come without consequence.
  • Rae Omnibus (Blair Babylon): Rae will do anything to stay in college and for her dream of a clinic for autistic kids, but when the sexy and mysterious owner of The Devilhouse offers her job, she realizes that her small-town definition of "anything" was far too limited.










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Wednesday, June 4, 2014

#SpankA2Z Challenge - D is for Dacryphilia




This excerpt is from Sorority Pledge 8: Pain Sprite Set Right.

Addison's at her breaking point emotionally, and she goes to her Dom, feeling itchy. She doesn't even realize what she desperately needs. But Logan recognizes she needs pain to set things right. Pain will make everything better. She's never actually had just solely a pain scene before; they like to roleplay or have straight-up D/s. But he's going to pain stack here. And this excerpt shows how Logan's sadism is linked to one very specific turn-on. If you've never heard that term before or don't really get it, well, now you can see dacryphilia in action.


“Are you ready to hurt in tier one, Princess?”
“Yes, yes, Sir. Please. I can’t take it. Waiting physically hurts.”
“Good. Stand up.”
I did but my legs shook and body swayed. He wrapped around my back and his fingers glided up and down my body and stopped to squeeze any fleshy parts. I quaked as he nibbled and sucked my ear lobe and left sweet kisses on my temple.
“My sweet babydoll. Uh, I fucking can’t wait to make you cry.”
“Good, Sir.” A chill of excitement tingled in my bones and rocked my back against his torso.
His tickled my neck, flicking my hair over my shoulder and out of the way so he could increase his hot munch on one of my most erogenous zones. My neck is more easily stimulated than my breasts, which is weird, but it's true. The hub of nerves maybe. I just get a million more sensations from anything from the softest stroke to hard bites.
When I had full equilibrium, he nudged me over to the massage table and bent me over the edge with his body. Leather padding was covered with a fresh-scented sheet. I drank it in the sweet-breeze aroma as I laid there, waiting for his worst.
His hands glided up my arms, ordering me to keep them straight out along the length of it, and his lips piqued random spots on my backside and ass with butterfly-wing pecks. I shivered under his gentle attention, knowing this was just to add contrast to the sure thunder coming my way.
He stepped away from me, leaving me feeling chilled, even though the room was rather warm.
We’d only spent ten minutes together, but I felt tightly tethered to him and his absence from my body made me feel weepy, cold and lost.
Sir was soon behind me again. The swooshing of his clothing brought me some relief. He stripped off his shirt and tossed it out past me. I could feel some of his warm skin as he went back to kissing my neck, which was lovely and a trick to catch me off guard and get me to relax. A hard rap of wood shot into my bare cheeks and I screamed. The suddenness of it brought tears to my eyes. Logan gave me three more hard hits that left stingy impressions behind, and then switched out the wood for soft fur that he brushed down my sore curves and thighs and over my exposed bits. I sighed at the luxurious caress. The change up of sensations was driving me nuts though and making me even hungrier for pain. I didn’t think that was possible.
Logan changed up, again and again and again, going from a sadistic outpouring of hellfire to sweet moments of respite and aftercare to rub out the tartness of the sting. The blush he slowly painted on tingled and smarted and began to radiate heat. My eyes spilled and spilled, and I crunched back sobs.
“No way! No fucking holding back, Addison. You are so sexy right now, my hot, hot, bitch.” He smashed that wooden plank into me again with the ferocity of a thunder clap. My wavy, yowling sob bounced off the walls. “There. Like that. Release it all right now,” he insisted, followed up by another butt-pulverizing smack. “I won’t hesitate to turn that red to black.”
I wept, letting tears and snot fall free. My lungs lumbered for breath and Sir bent over me.
“Yes! Uh, so damn sexy. Just like that. You know how badly I want to see and hear you. Don’t you dare bind it up.” He growled and hummed in my ear and mashed his erection, hard and rough, against my throbbing, hungry slit. “Ohmygod, Addison, I’ve never been more on fire. You are so beautiful right now. You feel how fucking hard I am? You see that? Look what you do to me, you naughty, naughty pain freak.” His fingers hooked roughly into my mouth, clawing down painfully under my tongue. “Beg! Beg me, whore.”
He let go and I swallowed hard. My voice was shattered with arousal as I shouted, “Hurt me! Make me cry and scream! Give me one more, Sir.”
Ah, and he did! He delivered a nasty, brutal jolt to my ass that rocked my body so hard, I thought I’d crash through the table. I shrilled in beautiful agony and saw new colors.
He crouched down, rubbing, inspecting the damage. Aaaahh, and then, he bit me. His teeth dug into my sore cheeks and clamped down and his tongue stroked side to side as he held the bite and forced indentations into my flesh. I screamed and shook as the pain tossed me into heaven. I didn’t expect elevation so soon. His teeth didn’t let go until my scream turned into a sigh. I melted more fully into the edge of the table, feeling so light yet weighty at the same time. 
Sir drenched me with kisses, more silk swipes and the softest fondling of my bits, with both his fingers and tongue. He spent ten or fifteen minutes just lightly loving on me and letting me float around on the magic carpet ride of an endorphin rush.  

Tuesday, June 3, 2014

#SpankA2Z Challenge - Clarissa Wild Gets FIERCE in #RedHotObsessions




MEET CLARISSA WILD

Clarissa Wild is the Amazon Bestselling Romance author of FIERCE, a top 200 and top 15 New Adult Romance novel. She is also a writer of erotic romance such as the Blissful Series, The Billionaire's Bet series, the Doing It Series and the Enflamed Series. She is an avid reader and writer of sexy stories about hot men and feisty women. Her other loves include her furry cat friend and learning about different cultures. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, reading tons of books and cooking her favorite meals.


Fierce by Clarissa Wild

Hot. Sexy. Bad. Very Bad.
Three words that mean trouble to geeky book-nerd Autumn Blakewood. Big trouble.
Hunter Bane is a cocky, confident bad-boy with secrets of his own. Sex oozes from his veins. Just the type Autumn needs … to avoid. Getting through college is her number one priority, but Hunter keeps getting under her skin. Resisting the urge to give in to his advances, a game of tug and war begins. Too bad for her he won’t give up the fight to claim her heart. A Hunter always catches his prey.


Excerpt from Fierce:

He steps back a little, putting on a cocky smile as he throws my … his book in the grass. Then he throws the blanket on top of it. Grinning, he takes off his jacket. The lines of his muscles show clearly through the thin fabric of his tank top, and my heart is already beating in my throat just seeing it. His biceps bulge and for a second I think he’s flexing them.

“C’mon,” he says, rubbing his hands together. “I’m ready for you.”

One of my eyebrows lifts up. “What? In these clothes? I’m not dressed for sparring.”

He snorts. “You won’t be dressed for it when they attack you again either. Now c’mon.” He signals to me with his fingers, lifting his eyebrow only a little to taunt me.

I take a deep breath and place my hands on my waist. He’s gawking at me from a distance, bending through his knees like a professional wrestler. If the look on his face wasn’t so goddamn sexy, I would’ve shaken my head and walked away, but I can’t.

For some reason I’d love nothing more than to tussle with him.

“Well? Are you going to come at me or what?” he says.

Swallowing, I fling my arms and legs to shake some life into them after sitting for so long. I take a deep breath and a good look at him. His tan muscles are already primed, ready to go. He looks like a football player waiting for the ball to be thrown into his hands so he can race off.

“Don’t make me wait … I hate it when girls make me wait.”

I chuckle. “Oh, really? What then? Are you going to kick a wall again or something?”

He muffles a low laugh. “I’ll come after you myself if I have to. And things get rough with me pretty fast.”
There’s some sexual innuendo in there, I’m sure of it. The way he groans makes me want to bite my lip. 

God, he’s so hot.

Goddammit, I have to stop thinking like that.

No way a guy like him would ever fall for a nerd. He could pick any girl he wants. Who’d want to pick me?
Clearing my throat, I say, “Okay. Here I come.”

After taking a quick breath I bolt toward him. I put all my strength into it, but he still manages to stay upright as I crash into him. He’s like a rock in the ocean, forever unbreakable, and I’m the fish slapping up against it.
I try to tackle him, but instead I’m the one falling on my ass.

“Ouch!”

He laughs, so loud it makes me feel embarrassed. Everyone can hear him.

“Why are you announcing you’re going to attack? That’s like playing right into my hands,” he says, and he holds out his hand.

I grapple him and try to pull him down, but he remains as balanced as ever. Shaking the finger on his free hand, he says, “You think it’s that easy to bring me down?”

“I’ll make it happen. Eventually.”

He chuckles. “I like your spunk.” He takes a few steps back. “Try again.”

I clean the dirt from my legs and bite on my cheek while thinking about a tactic. If I could only get him to move, then I could take him down. I thought he was going to teach me something, but instead I’m charging into him. Not my idea of learning self-defense.

“C’mon. I can take you, Leafy,” he says, biting his lip.

That name he has for me … God, I hate it. Why can’t he just call me by my real name?

I’ve had enough of his provocations. Maybe I’ll just kick him in the balls instead. That’ll show him not to mess with me.

I know it’s below the belt. Literally. But at least I can try to win this way.

God, I’ve changed, too.

I charge forward without warning this time. As I lift my knee he deflects my leg by pushing it down with his free hand. With the other, he grabs my lower arm.

“You’re getting dirty.” He squeezes my wrist, hard, and makes it impossible for me to escape. “I like it,” he murmurs.

With clenched teeth I fight to get loose, but he won’t release me.

“Put a little effort into it,” he says. “Nobody’s going to be nice for you. I’m not either.”

I slam his arm with my free hand, but he still won’t let me go. It’s like he doesn’t feel anything. Nothing. Nothing at all.

Damn, is he some kind of brick wall?

He chuckles. “C’mon, hit me.” At first it sounds like he’s pushing me, but after a while it becomes plain mean. “Hit me!”

“I’m trying!”

“You’re a wuss. A boneless nerd. You can’t fend for yourself. Can’t live in the real world. Not even one day.”

“Shut up!” I gather all my strength and punch him so hard in the gut his stomach retracts, and he takes one step back. His grip on my wrist loosens, and I jerk myself free.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” I say, my eyes welling up with tears again. “You’re being an asshole, and you know it.”

“Damn, that was a good jab,” he grunts.

“Who cares? You’re a bully.”

He laughs and steps forward. When I try to hit him again, he grabs both my wrists and comes to a halt right in my face. “I’m helping you.”

“Helping me? You’re insulting me, belittling me, and making me feel like a pile of crap.”

“And those guys didn’t?”

“What do they have to do with it?” I snap.

I try to jerk my wrists free, but he won’t let me go.

“Anger helps you fight. It fuels you.” His lips quirk up into a devilish smile. “Guess this is your first time finding out about the power of rage.”

“Whatever.”

“C’mon. You know I didn’t mean any of it. It’s just to get you worked up.”

“Let me go,” I hiss.

“Make me,” he says jokingly.

I’m so pissed, I kick him against the shin so hard I think I’m going to snap bones.

Instead, I break his stance, and he slips. I see him tumble down to the ground, but not before he grabs my leg and pulls me with him.

I squeal as I land right on top of him.

I’m staring into his face, my body resting on his body.

Oh. My. God. I can’t believe this.

I think my heart has stopped beating, because all I hear is his breathing. My body tenses up, feeling his skin against mine. I want nothing more than to press my body closer to his.

His chest moves against mine each time he inhales, and these few seconds feel like an eternity.

His hand lifts. When it reaches the top of my head, I swear I’ll fall to pieces right here, on top of him.
Something tickles, and then he retreats. In his hand is a leaf, which was probably stuck in my hair. He releases it and lets it drift away with the wind. Then he stares at me, his eyes suddenly showing a little hesitance. His lips are parted and perky, and all I want is to press mine against his.


***10 TALES OF ROMANCE FROM 10 BEST SELLING AUTHORS***
Over 3000 pages worth of books!
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Ten top selling authors come together to bring you ten titillating full-length novels of love, passion, discovery, and anticipation designed to tease the senses.

Your next obsession starts here.

Hot men.
Lusty women.
Dirty, raw, and arousing.
Enough angst to twist your insides.
From first kisses, to dangerous encounters and college seductions, we've collected all your favorite stories and combined them into one scintillating read filled with the confident, sexy and mysterious bad boys that will make even the nicest girl's heart throb with desire.





Monday, June 2, 2014

#SpankA2Z Challenge - Blair Babylon Scorches Pages in #RedHotObsessions




MEET BLAIR BABYLON


Originally a horror author, sex scenes and love stories kept magically creeping into her work, so she decided to make the switch to romance. Now she enjoys writing stories that make your heart flutter and your inner yearnings awaken.

Mailing List: http://eepurl.com/td1b1

Rae Omnibus by Blair Babylon

One wild quickie with a sexy stranger will change Rae’s life forever.

Rae wants to build a clinic for autistic kids, but her college scholarship is yanked and her dream is doomed. She goes to an upscale party and has a wild quickie with a man who offers her a job that scares her, but she screws her courage to the sticking place and becomes Lady Macbeth, Domme of the Devilhouse. She’s found the money to stay in college, but will the secretive Wulf turn out to be her Prince Charming or the Devil who tempts her to ruin?


Excerpt from Rae Omnibus:

As The Blond Hottie came through the door behind her, she grabbed him and slammed the door and pushed him against the wall. She kissed him, hard. His lips were soft and smooth, and she liked the way he kissed her back. His mouth tasted like whiskey, so he liked the hard drinks, too. She fumbled with his pants, trying to figure out if they closed with a hook or a button or whatever and finally he pushed her hands out of the way to do it himself, so she started pulling out his shirt instead.

Under her palms, inside his shirt, his chest and stomach were silky, not furry like an old guy, not shaved and sharp-stubbled like a self-involved frat guy. She guessed he was in his late twenties, probably, from the mature, sharp line of his jaw and muscle. Hard muscle lumped under his skin. She grabbed his flat man-nipples and rubbed them.

His hands dove into her dress and popped her tits out of the low neckline. His head dipped down, and he took one nipple into his hot mouth, then the other. Pleasure sparked up her body, and Rae let her head fall back and just heard him say, “What a beautiful body, you have.”

Beautiful? Rae wasn’t a beautiful kind of woman, and she knew it. She always felt fat next to the tiny girls like Lizzy, just because she was tall and had flesh on her, yet The Blond Hottie had called her beautiful. For a moment, she felt beautiful in her silver-flashing dress that cinched her waist and pushed up her boobs. He seemed to like how she looked, or tasted.

She still didn’t even know his name. “What’s your name?”

He lapped her nipple and then sucked on it.

Her nipple hardened in his mouth, and every time he flicked his tongue over it, her nipple squeezed harder. She looked down, watching his mouth on her tit. She wound her fingers into his light blond hair. “Seriously, what is your name?”

He straightened and looked down at her. Desire misted over his eyes, and his breath was ragged. “Wulf.”

He was teasing her for that sparkly vampire-or-werewolf quip. “No, it isn’t.”

“Yes, it is Wulf. Spelled with a ‘u.’” He reached around her, sliding his hands over her waist, and then bent down to mouth her breasts again. He was rougher his time, almost biting her as he worked his whole mouth over her boob.

“Wulf what?” she insisted.

He left her breast and lifted his head. His serious blue eyes gazed right into hers, though his breath still panted. “Just Wulf.”

She braced her arms on the wall on both sides of his head, an aggressive move, even though she was a couple of inches shorter than he was. Some guys wouldn’t like it, but Wulf didn’t flinch. “I’m going to screw you against this wall,” she said, tapping the plaster, “so I want to know your name.”

He looked pensive, not scared, not evasive, but like he wasn’t sure how she was going to react. “My name is Wulfram Augustus Heinrich Ernst Georg Berthold Friedrich,” he paused to take a breath, and Rae thought his faint accent strengthened, “Wilhelm Louis Ferdinand Prinz von Hannover.”

Rae blinked, mentally digesting that whole babble of a name. “Well, I’m not going to be screaming all that when I screw you.”

He grinned at her smart-aleck answer and dragged her close to his hard body. “Maybe I can make you scream part of it.
“Go for it.”


***10 TALES OF ROMANCE FROM 10 BEST SELLING AUTHORS***
Over 3000 pages worth of books!
ON SALE FOR A LIMITED TIME~ ONLY 99c

Ten top selling authors come together to bring you ten titillating full-length novels of love, passion, discovery, and anticipation designed to tease the senses.

Your next obsession starts here.

Hot men.
Lusty women.
Dirty, raw, and arousing.
Enough angst to twist your insides.
From first kisses, to dangerous encounters and college seductions, we've collected all your favorite stories and combined them into one scintillating read filled with the confident, sexy and mysterious bad boys that will make even the nicest girl's heart throb with desire.





#RedHotObsessions Pre-release Blitz


Title: Red Hot Obsessions (Boxed Set)
Publication Date: June 16th, 2014
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Wordcount: 800000+ or about 3000 pages
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22034810-red-hot-obsessions




***10 TALES OF ROMANCE FROM 10 BEST SELLING AUTHORS***
Over 3000 pages worth of books!

Ten top selling authors come together to bring you ten titillating full-length novels of love, passion, discovery, and anticipation designed to tease the senses.

Your next obsession starts here.

Hot men.
Lusty women.
Dirty, raw, and arousing.
Enough angst to twist your insides.
From first kisses, to dangerous encounters and college seductions, we've collected all your favorite stories and combined them into one scintillating read filled with the confident, sexy and mysterious bad boys that will make even the nicest girl's heart throb with desire.












Ember Casey is a twenty-something writer who lives in Atlanta, Georgia in a den of iniquity (or so she likes to tell people). When she's not writing steamy romances, you can find her whipping up baked goods (usually of the chocolate variety), traveling (her bucket list is infinite), or generally causing trouble (because somebody has to do it).




Clarissa Wild is the Amazon Bestselling Romance author of FIERCE, a top 200 and top 15 New Adult Romance novel. She is also a writer of erotic romance such as the Blissful Series, The Billionaire's Bet series, the Doing It Series and the Enflamed Series. She is an avid reader and writer of sexy stories about hot men and feisty women. Her other loves include her furry cat friend and learning about different cultures. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, reading tons of books and cooking her favorite meals.



That First Kiss by J.C. Valentine (Amazon Bestselling Author)

Best selling author J.C. Valentine is the alter-ego of Brandi Salazar, whose enjoyment of tales of romance spurred her to branch out and create her own.
She lives in the Northwest with her husband, their wild children, and far too many pets. As a university student, she studies literature, which goes well with her dream of becoming an editor. Brandi entertains a number of hobbies including reading and photography, but her first love is writing fiction-in all its forms.

Website: http://www.jcvalentine.com/
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Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6571021.J_C_Valentine


Slow Burn by V.J. Chambers

V. J. Chambers writes about being inexplicably attracted to the  dangerously alluring. Her works span mundane settings and fantastic  ones. She writes about serial killers, cult leaders, werewolves,  witches, for-hire assassins, zombies, space pirates, and regular  everyday people. She lives in Shepherdstown, WV, with her boyfriend Aaron and their cat Isis.

Website: http://vjchambers.com
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Author of Erotic Romance, Lacey Silks writes her stories from life experiences, dreams and fantasies. She likes a pinkish shade on a woman’s cheeks, men with large feet and sexy lingerie, especially when it’s torn off the body. Her favorite piece of clothing is a birthday suit.
When she’s not thinking about writing steamy stories, which is a rare occasion, Lacey enjoys camping and skiing with her family (not at the same time of course). She’s a happily married wife blessed with two kids who adore going to the library. She’s an early bird by nature, but loves the nightly adventures with her hubby which provide good content for her books.




Born in Manhattan, Olivia Rigal spent her youth going back and forth between the United States and France.
 She lived and studied law in both countries.
 While studying she kept herself busy with a variety of jobs.
 She worked in the Clignancourt Flea Market as well as in a Parisian recording studio.
 In Manhattan, she was a dog groomer and then an administrative assistant in a famous English auction house. 
Olivia settled in France to raise her family. She travelled throughout South East Asia and has a special fondness for Laos and Thailand. 
When her law practice does not keep her busy in Paris, she runs away to write novels in her Florida home next to MacArthur Beach State Park.In December 2012 she started publishing short novels in English as an independent. Early 2014, she began translating them into French. The story she tells stand alone. However her characters often meet so you can run into them again in several stories.




Molly McLain lives in northern Wisconsin with her husband, her three children, and a rambunctious German Shorthaired Pointer, named Tucker. She's been penning fictitious love stories since middle school and, at her 8th grade graduation, her class predicted she'd be a published author by their 20-year reunion. Well, she's achieved that goal with plenty of time to spare. Now the question is...how many books will she be able to show off when that big day comes?




Sky Corgan lives in a little podunk town near San Antonio, Texas. When she’s not typing away at the next steamy romance novel, she’s busy planning for future vacations.




Daizie Draper is a happily married sex fiend, who loves to write naughty stories that mix the sweetness of chocolate with the bite of leather. She likes sensuality, kink, fruit, impressionistic art, spanking and beauty. She hates big bugs, freedom crushers, injustice, artificial orange and onions. Along with 27 other people in the world, she has never read Fifty Shades of Grey.




Originally a horror author, sex scenes and love stories kept magically creeping into her work, so she decided to make the switch to romance. Now she enjoys writing stories that make your heart flutter and your inner yearnings awaken.

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