Friday, September 12, 2014

New release, 'Tessa's Temptation' from Ella Jade. steamy #romance and #giveaway launch



I'm thrilled to announce the release of Tessa's Temptation. This hot, steamy, full length novel will heat up your sheets! 

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 What happens when the siren becomes the tempted?

College student Tess Burke is on the verge of eviction. Her life changed when her dad was in a bad car accident. He’s been in the hospital for months and making little progress. Desperation is setting in. They’re about to lose everything.

Successful architect Chase Carlisle has made a name for himself among the rich and famous. His work keeps him busy, leaving little time for a social life. When an old family friend contacts him and asks him to care for his vibrant, sassy daughter, Chase feels obligated to take her in; Patrick Burke had helped him when he was a troubled teenager, heading down a path of destruction. If not for Pat, he would have never become the man he is today.

The wild child turns Chase’s world upside down, tempting him in ways he can’t resist. The sexy younger woman shows him what he’s been missing the past few years. Their attraction is obvious from the beginning despite Chase’s apprehension to getting involved with Pat’s daughter. Tess wears him down but gets caught in her own trap when she becomes the object of his deepest, darkest desires.

Contains adult content and graphic sex



Excerpt...


“I wanted to talk about last night.”
“What about it?” Tess turned to look at him, her auburn locks blowing in the light breeze that danced through the porch.
“Tessa, about that kiss…” Chase stared out at the property. “I’m sending all these mixed vibes. I’m never this indecisive.” He was used to taking what he wanted and worrying about consequences later. With her, everything was different. She threw him off balance and made him think about his every move.
“Don’t worry about it. We both know we’re attracted to one another. It happened and it’s not a big deal.”
“It isn’t?” When had she become so mature? Why wasn’t she trying to convince him that they should be together?
“Is that what you wanted to tell me?”
“Not really but if you’re okay with it...” He shook his head; the heat of her breath had lingered on his lips for hours after that kiss. Every time he closed his eyes he felt her sigh against his mouth. “I can’t forget about it. I know I told you we couldn’t be together but none of my reasons make sense anymore. The more time I spend with you the more I want you.”
“Are you saying you want to be with me?”The look of vulnerability in her eyes scared him. She put on a good act when it came to being tough but he knew the truth. There was a sweetness; an innocence about her. One that told him she was still a girl; still on the verge of becoming a woman – who needed to be loved, respected and desired. God help him, but he wanted to be the man to show her all of that, and give her the world. 
“I want to back away from you; I don’t want to let you in.” How much longer could he fight her? Fight these baser instincts?
“Then go.” The certainty in her eyes gave him clarity. This was her last attempt where he was concerned.
“I can’t, Tessa. Your pull is too strong.” He lowered his mouth to hers, focusing on those forbidden lips. The devil did exist. She stood in front of him as the flirtatious redhead who now consumed his mind, body and soul. “I can’t resist your temptation anymore.”
“Then don’t.”
“I’m not sure I’m the right man for you.”
“Why can’t you let me decide for myself?” She let out a frustrated breath. “I’ve been making choices about my life for a long time. I don’t need you to do what you think is best for me. That’s not helping either one of us. All you’re doing is making both of us miss out on something wonderful.”
He admired her spirit. That vibrant spirit and uninhibited determination. “I know you’re capable of making your own choices.” He kissed a path to her ear. “You’re capable of so many things. I want to be the man who helps you realize all of your dreams.” He moved his mouth along her jaw and back to her lips. “I can’t fight this anymore. I won’t.”
“It’s about time.” She kissed him, sweeping her tongue inside his mouth. “We’ve been doing nothing but wasting time,” she said when she finally stopped for a breath.
“No, we haven’t.” He took her face between his hands. “We have all the time in the world. We can take everything slow. I want you Tessa, but after our explosive chemistry in the study, I think moderation is in order.”
“Would you be this controlled with anyone other than me?”
“No.” That was the truth. Patience was not a virtue in his world.
“Then why?”
“Because I care about you. I don’t want to screw this up.”
“Oh.”
“Don’t be so surprised. I’ve grown quite fond of you.” He kissed her softly. “I want to do this right for a change.”
“You don’t need to be so careful with me.”
“I do. Trust me.” He stroked her soft cheek. “Why don’t you get some breakfast while I shower?”
“I could shower with you…” She grinned provocatively. “That might be fun.”
“Don’t tempt me.” He pressed his lips to her forehead. “When you’re ready we’ll go get those pumpkins, maybe visit your dad and then stop somewhere for a late lunch. How does that sound?”
“Like a date?” She trailed her finger down his chest to his waistband. “I’d love to.”
“Perfect.” He kissed her one more before pulling away. At this rate they’d never leave the porch. “I’ll see you in a bit.”
“Are you sure?” She gripped his biceps, pulling him back to her. “We could stay here and just… get to know one another.”
Good God, but she was a cheeky addiction! 
“I love your fearlessness but we’ll stick with my plan.” He tapped the tip of her nose with his finger. “We’ll leave in an hour.”
“Fine,” she huffed as she walked over to the porch swing. “I’ll be ready.”
He laughed as he made his way into the house, dropping his mug off in the sink before hurrying up the back staircase, taking two steps at a time. The faster he showered, the sooner they could be together. Tessa was right, he had been wasting time, but no more. Today was a new day, full of so many possibilities.
He stripped out of his pajama bottoms and t-shirt while he waited for the water to heat up in the large, master shower. Thoughts of her wet, soapy and naked with him in the stall did nothing for his persistent erection. He stepped into the shower and let the hot water flow over his tense muscles. The multiple shower heads drenched his skin as the heavy steam filled the room. He closed his eyes and let his mind disengage, but then the stall door opened.

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About Ella

Ella Jade has been writing for as long as she can remember. As a child, she often had a notebook and pen with her, and now as an adult, the laptop is never far. The plots and dialogue have always played out in her head, but she never knew what to do with them. That all changed when she discovered the eBook industry. She started penning novels at a rapid pace and now she can't be stopped.

Ella resides in New Jersey with her husband and two boys. When she's not chasing after her kids, she's busy creating sexy, domineering men and the strong women who know how to challenge them in and out of the bedroom.  She hopes you'll get lost in her words.

She loves connecting with readers. You can find her here…


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Tuesday, September 9, 2014

#Erotic, exotic and adorable, a new release from Elodie Parkes and #Siren, 'Cafe in the Park' #NSFW excerpts

Thank you for inviting me to your blog to talk about my new Siren Publishing release, ‘Café in the Park.’

This is erotic, contemporary romance that sizzles. It has paranormal and suspense threads.

Café in the Park

When Emily joins a dating agency, she never expects to meet someone like Chris. Everything she ever hoped for in a man, he’s special in more ways than one. Their intense attraction to each other is fueled by their shared loneliness. Will Emily find out his shocking secret when someone from his past comes back to haunt him?

How can love blossom, when someone is trying to tear them apart?



Inspiration behind the story:

Chris Donato, my hero, is a fantasy, a paranormal character.

I’ve always been interested in ancient history and know a few legends that have grown up around sacred sites across the world. I find Roman history fascinating. I’ve visited many Roman archaeological sites that show Roman engineering prowess as well as the aspect of them being a conquering force across the ancient world.

I combined a legend about a lost Roman legion and a legend from Native Americans to form the basis for why Chris Donato is what he is.

The premise still remains vague within the story because he must retain an air of mystery for me.

I always love my characters. Chris and Emily, my heroine, are very loveable. Emily is so recognizable, a pretty, intelligent woman, longing for love and yet without the environment to find it. Chris is the quintessential paranormal hero, a mystery, an enigma, and yet desperate for love because of his life experiences. He’s also a modern hero, a singer and guitar player in a rock band, and a competent businessperson. He’s sexy, kind, gorgeous, adorable, and something else…



18+ excerpt one

Emily opened the door.

The sight took his breath away. She was dressed in a simple, short, dark-blue shift dress, but it touched her curves exactly right. His gaze strayed to her bare thighs, and then with a smile he raised his eyes to hers.

“Emily, you look beautiful. I’m early, I know.”

She nodded and smiled. “It doesn’t matter. It’s great to see you.” She opened the door wider. “Come in.”

Chris stepped into the hall. It brought them to stand very close together. His heart pounded. Will she see my jacket move with the force of this pounding? It’s probably loud enough for her to hear. He stared at her. Conviction she was meant to be his, that they were destined for each other, gave him courage. He held out his arms.

Emily went into them, molding her body against his, her arms sliding around his neck.

The move enchanted Chris. His hips surged forward against her. He pressed his erection onto her stomach. His arms around her waist, he bent his head slowly to hers. The sexual tension between them lent an air of unreality to the atmosphere. The moment his lips met hers Chris felt as if every muscle in his body had dissolved. The floating sensation was exquisite. He savored her mouth. He soaked up every brush of her breath, every inch of her body as she pressed against him, her soft lips kissing him, her hands gentle in his hair. Delight coursed through him. Low moans from them both added to the raw sexual connection. His cock throbbed. His balls pulsed. He ran his hands down Emily’s ass to cup her there, lift and hold her to his body as he thrust the bulge in his pants against her.

Emily broke the kiss to whisper a question against his lips. “Chris, did you book dinner anywhere?”

He took a breath. The loss of the kiss pulled his mouth back to hers. He kissed her between words. “Why? No, I was hoping to take you to a quiet place a friend recommended.” He kissed along her cheek to her ear and then down her neck. Her skin was like silk. He rubbed his lips, nose, and cheek against it, tenderly, loving the scent of her.

“I thought we might stay here for a while, unless you’re hungry…I…” Her murmured words against his ear sent ripples of sensation down his stomach to his cock.

He groaned. She wanted him. He sensed it. He scented her desire. The air vibrated, saturated with sexual longing. “I’m hungry for you. I want you badly. I can’t think straight for wanting you naked in my arms. I know we’ve just met. I’m sorry.”

She shook her head. “I want you, too.” She moved to take his hands. She led him down her hall to a room.

As they went through the door, Chris realized it was her bedroom. He saw the balcony window he’d stared through before.

She turned and offered her dress zipper to him. The movement of her hair released a clean yet heady perfume.

He fumbled for a second. The nape of her neck enticed him. He kissed her shoulder as he pulled down the zip. When his fingers encountered her panties he moved back to watch as she shook the dress from her shoulders, and down her arms. It slipped to the floor, past her hips. She stood before him, and his breath left him. Her bra was barely there, her panties like a tiny band of lace. He gathered her into his arms slowly, fighting down the urge to pull her to the floor and fuck her hard.

He merged his lips with hers in a kiss that closed his eyes with lust. His body heavy with desire, his cock painfully hard, strained at his clothes. The pressure of her fingers as she unfastened his pants sent a buzz of excitement over his skin. Tonight he’d worn a suit. The pants came undone easily, and her fingertips trailed over the head of his cock. A groan formed in his throat. He shuddered as she grasped his cock.

“You’ll make me come. I’m out of practice. That feels great.” His voice sounded strange. He shook as sweat beaded on his forehead.

Emily let him go carefully. “You’re hot.” She laughed. “I mean you’re warm. Let’s get these clothes off you.”

Copyright Elodie Parkes, 2014, Siren Publishing, All Rights Reserved


18+ excerpt two

He could see her nipple now through the soft white fabric in the wet patch he made. He looked into her eyes. “I said I wouldn’t rush you next time, but it’s killing me already.”
Emily stood. She pulled her T-shirt off, followed by the skirt.
Chris reached out and grasped her hips, pulling her to his mouth as he leaned forward. He kissed her stomach, and slid his palms over her ass to cup her there with his fingertips pushed inside the lace of her panties.
She held his head as he kissed across her stomach to each hipbone where he nibbled.
Chris heard her sighs grow ragged. He liked her pretty panties, but he wanted them off her. He yanked them down her thighs, and calves, bending to thrust his tongue into the cleft of her pussy. It delighted him that she was shaved there.
Emily arched to his face.
The scent of her creaming pussy called to him. He let her go. The need to pull her down and fuck her hard was scary. It tore right into his wish not to rush her. His thoughts filled with pictures of holding her thighs apart and pounding his erection into her pussy. His cock leaked and his balls ached.
She stood before him naked.
He gazed up into her eyes.
“Take your pants off. If I don’t have you inside me soon…” The need in her voice soothed his fear.
Chris took his pants off. His cock bumped on his stomach muscles sending hot pre-cum streaking across them.
He stood to pull Emily into his arms and kiss her lips. He plunged a hand between her thighs. The wet welcome there sent spears of sensation right through his body. He was on fire with the need to bury his cock in her, but he pushed his fingers into her pussy to make sure he wouldn’t hurt her when he fucked her. Her folds swollen, her cream flowed on his fingers. The air was laden with the erotic perfume of sex. His urgency brought his kisses down her neck along the soft place in her shoulder and he sucked.

©Elodie Parkes 2014 Siren Bookstrand, All Rights reserved
 





Available for pre-order at 10% launch discount on the Siren Publishing website, Cafe in the Park, erotic, paranormal romance. Full release September 9. Discount available until Sept 16.


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About Elodie:

Elodie Parkes is a British author writing romance, erotic, contemporary, and often with a twist of mystery, paranormal or suspense. Her books are always steamy, cool stories and hot love scenes.

Elodie lives in Canterbury with her two dogs. She works in an antique shop by day and writes at night, loving the cloak of silent darkness that descends on the rural countryside around her home.


She has also released titles as an individual indie author.

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Sunday, September 7, 2014

Sarah M. Cradit is my guest on her tour with 'Midnight Dynasty' a #paranormal romance #giveaway

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BOOK INFORMATION

TITLE – Midnight Dynasty SERIES – The House of Crimson & Clover AUTHOR – Sarah M. Cradit GENRE – Paranormal Southern Gothic PUBLICATION DATE – August 26th, 2014 LENGTH (Pages/# Words) - 482 pages PUBLISHER – Sarah M. Cradit COVER ARTIST – Sarah M. Cradit
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The Deschanel Curse, dormant for a decade, has returned with a vengeance.
Seers across the family are coming together, hopeful the Deschanel Magi Collective can solve this malediction that has plagued the family for nearly two centuries.
But how do you combat the blood oath of a grieving mother?
As the body count rises, it becomes apparent that strength, love, and ancient power provide no protection from destiny's cruel hand. 

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EXCERPT

Colleen observed her younger sister’s ranting with an overwhelming urge to let out a long sigh. Histrionics had always been Elizabeth’s specialty, and she was in top form today. “Liz, it has been nearly a decade,” Colleen attempted reasonably, knowing it would do little to quell her sister’s tirade. And truthfully, Colleen was wary herself. In spite of her dramatics, Elizabeth’s visions were often accurate, especially when they came to her in the form of a dream. But it would do no good to indulge her, or Elizabeth would quickly slip into one of her episodes, and she would be lost for days, if not weeks. “That doesn’t concern you?” Elizabeth cried, pacing before Colleen’s marble mantle at The Gardens. “The Curse hasn’t had its fill in almost ten years! It’s hungry!” “Psh,” Colleen replied, but looked away. Ten years. Ten years since their brother, Charles, and most of his family, perished in a bayou car accident. Ten years since Elizabeth’s daughter, Danielle, was struck by a car in front of their home. Ten years since Colleen’s son, Ben, and his young family, died in that horrible house fire. Had Colleen worried the Deschanel Curse would strike again? Of course. That fear floated in the back of all her thoughts. But she also knew dwelling on something you could not change benefitted no one. Secretly, and with some hope, she also wondered if the Curse was beginning to slow, or dilute itself. The potency had dulled over the last hundred and fifty years. Previously, generations were wiped out; the family lived in fear of the entire line dying off. But August Deschanel’s brood had thrived. Seven children, with children and grandchildren of their own. And aside from the horrible cluster of events a decade prior, there’d been no other tragedies to speak of. And now… well, now they had bigger things to worry about. Revelations the Deschanel abilities were not merely coincidence, but instead a product of mingling with another race of beings. Empyreans. She thought daily of her niece, Anasofiya, who was somewhere in Wales, with her Empyrean mate and human husband. Their child would be born any day, the new Deschanel heir. Setting aside her own worries, she knew she must deal with her sister’s current concerns, which would not go away by ignoring them. “Colleen, we are fighting a power we have no weapons against,” Elizabeth pressed, lowering her voice as she stood before her older sister. “There’s not a single ability any of us have that can stop this horror. How are we supposed to live with that?” “We just do,” Colleen said wisely, leaning against the marble hearth. Elizabeth’s outbursts were physically exhausting, as well as emotionally. “As we’ve discussed in the Council, we’ve already taken cautionary steps. We’ve gently encouraged our children to reconsider starting families of their own.” Elizabeth snorted. “Yes, a lot of good that did! Your son Ashley has three kids! Maureen’s offspring are starting on grandbabies now, and Adrienne has two. And now, Anasofiya! We are flaunting our children before Brigitte, begging her to take them from us!” Colleen eyed her levelly. “Some of the children have listened. My Amelia. Your Tristan. Nicolas. Alain. Evangeline’s kids…” “Yes,” Elizabeth agreed, thoughtfully. “Thank God for that. And now, we are flirting with danger, with all this business about Aidrik, and these Empyreans. I still can’t believe you sent my son to consort with one, though I suppose he did come back safely from Wales… but that’s beside the point! We already had enough to contend with, we didn’t need one more thing!” “It wasn’t as though we had much choice. Whether we ignore or address our Empyrean ancestry, it remains a fact. Aidrik’s protection will keep us safe, for now,” Colleen soothed. “As for your visions…” Elizabeth shook her head, staring off vacantly. “Colleen, soon there will be more pain for us. I am going to be ill.” “I wish you would tell me who you saw in your vision. It’s really counterintuitive to barge in here and tell me of a problem, but refuse to give me any details,” Colleen accused. “What would telling you the names do? You can’t save them!” “What is telling me this doing, Liz! Now I know we have more tragedy ahead, and for all I know, it involves one of my own babies.” Elizabeth dropped her head at this, and Colleen’s heart sank. It did. It involved one of her brood. “Tell me, Elizabeth,” she ordered in a low, stern voice. “Tell me now.” But Elizabeth was already lost to herself, crying and gazing off into the corner again. Once she slipped into her episodes, there were no words strong enough to pull her out. Colleen wished she could disregard her sister’s warning as dramatics, but she couldn’t. The visions were the one thing you could not wade through for the truth; they were truth. More Deschanels were going to die to the Curse. At least one of the victims would strike close to Colleen. And there was nothing anyone could do.
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AUTHOR BIO

Sarah is the author of the Paranormal Southern Gothic series, The House of Crimson & Clover, born of her combined passion for New Orleans, and the mysterious complexity of human nature. Her work has been described as rich, emotive, and highly dimensional.
An unabashed geek, Sarah enjoys studying obscure subjects like the Plantagenet and Ptolemaic dynasties, and settling debates on provocative Tolkien topics such as why the Great Eagles are not Gandalf's personal taxi service. Passionate about travel, Sarah has visited over twenty countries collecting sparks of inspiration (though New Orleans is where her heart rests). She's a self-professed expert at crafting original songs to sing to her very patient pets, and a seasoned professional at finding ways to humiliate herself (bonus points if it happens in public). When at home in Oregon, her husband and best friend, James, is very kind about indulging her love of fast German cars and expensive lattes.

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