Sunday, November 28, 2021

Guest Post - 11/28/21 - "A Hero's Heart" by Amber Daulton #Contemporary, #2nd-Chance, #Romantic-Suspense

 

Rekindling the flames of love has never burned so hot.



Excerpt:

“I can’t believe you threatened Santa wouldn’t come if he didn’t go to bed,” Jarrett whispered as Marissa closed the door to Jason’s bedroom. “You’re a naughty girl for lying on Christmas Eve.”

She winked. “It worked last year and the year before.”

“I see. You’re naughtier than I expected.” He nibbled her earlobe until a sweet gasp escaped her mouth.

“Jarrett, wait. Not outside my son’s room. C’mon.” She dragged him into her bedroom and pushed him against the door. “You’re wearing too many clothes.”

“So are you.” He cupped her ass and dragged her up his body. Oh, hell. He’d never get enough of her. Those legs and her breasts—fuck. As she wrapped her long limbs around him, he seized her lips and pushed away from the door.

“The bed,” she mumbled the words against his mouth.

He laid her down and topped her. “Lift your arms, baby.” He jerked off her sweater and groaned. The overhead light cast a golden glow across her smooth skin and curly hair. A sexy red-and-green striped bra cradled her breasts. He licked one of her taut nipples from atop the fabric and moaned from the scent of sugar cookies.

Marissa gasped and arched her back, pressing her breasts against his face.

“You’re killing me.” He nuzzled her chest before sliding his hands to her back and freeing the bra clasp. Her breasts bounced free and grazed his chest. His cock throbbed so painfully against his zipper that he lurched forward and dry humped her.

“Like what you see?” Her mouth hitched up in a smile.

“Tease.” He glided his tongue across her other nipple.

“Yes, more.”

He stroked the curve of her soft bottom lip. She swiped her pretty pink tongue over his fingertip, trying to draw it into her warm mouth, but he pulled back and jerked off his shirt. After he stripped off his jeans and underwear, she pushed him down on the mattress and swirled her amazing tongue across his chest. Ah, fuck. His muscles bunched as she trailed her decadent kisses down his abs and upper right thigh, circumventing his needy, straining cock.

“Marissa, kiss him.”






Blurb:

Lies. Betrayal. A million-dollar bounty.

After an undercover mission goes awry, DEA agent Jarrett Brandt hides out in the last place he wants to be—his hometown. Now he’s stuck with his judgmental parents and the memory of his perfect brother hanging over his head. His one bright light? Marissa Reinn Brandt—his high school sweetheart and former sister-in-law.

Marissa lost Jarrett once before. No way will she let him back in; then her son offers him their guestroom. His wicked charm and smoldering stares are hard to resist, but she’ll make him work to reclaim his spot in her bed.

When his enemies close in, how will Jarrett keep Marissa and her son safe, or will he lose his shot at redemption? 

– A Hero’s Heart is a smoking hot second chance, romantic suspense novella. No cheating. HEA guaranteed.

– Second edition. Newly revised and edited.


Buy Links:

Amazon – https://bit.ly/aherosheartamazon

Barnes and Noble – https://bit.ly/aherosheartnook

Apple https://bit.ly/aherosheartapple

Kobo – https://bit.ly/aherosheartkobo

Google Play – https://bit.ly/aherosheartgoogleplay

Universal link – https://books2read.com/aherosheart

 





About the Author:

Amber Daulton is the author of the romantic-suspense series Arresting Onyx and several standalone novellas. Her books are published through Daulton Publishing, The Wild Rose Press, and Books to Go Now, and are available in ebook, print on demand, audio, and foreign language formats.

She lives in North Carolina with her husband and demanding cats.

Social Media Link

Universal link – https://linktr.ee/AmberDaulton



Sunday, November 21, 2021

Guest Post - 11/21/21 - From Despair to Ecstasy by Daryl Devore #hotcontemporary, #romance, #rockstar

 Guilt consumes rock star, Darien Scott, when he fails to save Erika Bailey's beloved drag queen club. Can her love pull him back from the edge?




Excerpt:

“This feels so good.” Her voice made shivers race along his spine.

“Uh, it feels much better when I do it. Just, you know, volunteering to help.”

“Nice try, big boy.” She reached back, stroked him along the length of his swollen shaft and giggled. “And I do mean big boy.”

“Ah, you say the sweetest things. Now untie me.”

Her eyes sparkled as she shook her head. She picked up the bottle and poured oil over his chest. It was cool but rapidly warmed against his hot flesh. Her fingers were firm as she kneaded the slickness into his skin. With broad strokes, she dragged her fingers down his chest, pausing to tap his nipples, then continued until her hands met by her mound. She scratched the back of her fingernails back up the same path, adding a quick tweak on his nipples. Up and down, her hands aroused his body to a fever pitch.

Sweat rolled down his chest. His cock pulsed. He rocked his hips. He wanted to… he needed to… the fire inside him craved to bury himself deep inside of her. Her heat would be the catalyst to the explosion building in him.

Rocking the bed, she shifted so her back faced him. He loved her back. Especially, the small of her back. Nirvana was to get lost in time while placing tiny kisses in the hollow just above her hips. Something about that curve lit a desire in him which drove him to do things to elicit moans from Erika. Her hips would twitch. She’d writhe against the bed while her fingers dug into the sheets. He loved driving her to that point of almost bliss.

She raised to her knees, twisted around to face him but lost her balance. She grabbed his leg for support. “Ooh, a bit awkward this.”

He chuckled and waved his tied hands. “Volunteering to help. Just untie me.”

She climbed off the bed. Darien bit back a groan of frustration. Although only a foot or two away from her, it was a chasm.

“What I really like about this outfit…” She ran her fingers up her body, outlining the teddy. “It’s easy on.” She reached up, pulled two ties and shimmied. The outfit dropped to the floor. “And easy off.”

The undulation of her breasts when she moved raised the pressure in his throbbing cock. He ran his fingers over his head. “Woman!”

“Oh, is my Darien all hot and bothered?” Her tone was baby-doll as she rubbed one finger along the tip of his cock.

Feral instinct surged. His cock twitched. He thrust his hips upward. His breathing shifted to shallow pants. “Untie me.” It wasn’t a request.

He needed her now. To pound into her. To drive them both to that bliss. “Un. Tie. Me.” His voice hoarse with anger-tinged frustration as he fought against the belt.

She leaned over him. “Stay still.”

Her breast hung near his mouth. He craned his neck up and wrapped his lips around her nipple, but she was too slick with massage oil. He slipped off and his head dropped back onto the pillow. “Arghh!”

The belt restraint loosened. His restraint gave way.





Blurb:

Concerned for his fiancée’s safety, rock star Darien Scott races to Bangkok to protect Erika Bailey, only to discover his brother is missing. Fearing the worst, he contacts his nemesis, Gan, and makes a repulsive deal that will free his brother and protect Erika’s club, The Pink Flamingo. Or so he thinks. When a python and Gan are involved, things go sour, and Darien sinks into a deep depression.

Erika is disheartened by the betrayal of her parents. Her father's destruction of her club and the humiliation of her mother’s drunken behavior have her feeling down, but those are the least of her worries. She has a wedding to plan, but won’t. Having been betrayed too often, she’s scared to trust Darien.

How can Erika prove to herself and Darien that she loves and trusts him? Simple. All she has to do is jump out of a plane.


Buy Links:

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09K8Z67QJ



About the Author:

Two writers in one. Daryl Devoré writes hot romances with sexy heroes and strong heroines and sweet romances with little to no heat. She has several published books available on Amazon in ebook or print book and available at other book retailers via Books2Read.

Daryl (@daryldevore) lives in an old farmhouse in Ontario, Canada, with her husband and 2 cats. 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.



Saturday, October 23, 2021

Guest Post - 10/23/2021 "What Darien Desires by Daryl Devore #hotcontemporary, #romance, #rockstar

When drag queen club manager's world collides with a rock star's chaotic world, is there a chance the relationship can survive?




Excerpt:

She sat up tall in her chair and leaned forward, scanning his bloodshot eyes. "Tell me there's nothing between you and Savannah. Tell me you didn't want to go home with her."

He didn't respond.

Tears welled. "Damn you, Darien. I trusted you."

"Nothing happened between us. But telling you I didn't want to go with her would be a lie, and I refuse to lie to you."

She blinked. "What?"

"I was drunk. She's hot. I was missing you and… things just got out of control. I'm not always controlled by my brain. Sometimes other parts make the call." He shrugged. "Especially when I'm drunk."

"You're gonna use your drinking as an excuse?"

"Not an excuse. An explanation."

"That doesn't make any sense."

Darien ran his fingers through his hair. "I really, really miss you. It hurts more than… it hurts right down to my soul. I guess I started drinking to fill the hole in my heart."

"I miss you, too." Her voice was small.

"Savannah was just there. I didn't call her. She appeared at the club. Someone probably posted an Instagram about me being there. It wasn't her I wanted to be with. It was you. She was just a – a substitute."

Erika stared at her keyboard and tapped a fingernail on her desk.

"Say something. Anything. Please. Hell, tell me to fuck off."

She looked at the screen. The remorse he was feeling was evident in his eyes, his words, and his tone. He hadn't meant to let things get out of control. It started off as a fun night out with his friends. Cut loose. Let some steam off. She chuckled.

He raised an eyebrow. "Okay, you laughing kinda seriously creeps me out. What's so funny?"

"The last time you cut loose, there was a hit on the Black Dragon."

He snorted. "Crap, you're right. I guess I should start spending my Saturday nights at the local library."

Erika crossed her arms. "I think that would be a smart decision."

"So are we good? Or as good as we can be?"

"Yes, all is forgiven. This time. I guess I do have to understand that there are two of you and I have to share you with the world. This is new ground for both of us."






Blurb:

You loved What Happened in Bangkok and want to know what happens next…. 

It's complicated is not only her relationship status, but the definition of Erika Bailey's life. She loves managing her drag queen club in Bangkok, Thailand, but her rock star boyfriend resides in North Carolina. And to top it off, her father threatens she must stay away from Darien or lose the Pink Flamingo. Does she protect her club or her love? 

Darien Scott, Grammy award winning international superstar, wants nothing more than to wake up in the arms of Erika, the woman he loves, but contractual obligations force him to exotic video shoots and an isolated movie set with one of Hollywood's sexiest stars. 

With the feeding frenzy of social media trending every aspect of Darien's life—real or not—it's hard for Erika to know the truth. Will she be able to see through the lies and trust Darien? Or will evidence from damaging Internet rumours condemn their relationship?  


Buy Links:

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09DZ8M1TP

 




About the Author:

Two writers in one. Daryl Devoré writes hot romances with sexy heroes and strong heroines and sweet romances with little to no heat. She has several published books available on Amazon in ebook or print book and available at other book retailers via Books2Read.

Daryl (@daryldevore) lives in an old farmhouse in Ontario, Canada, with her husband and 2 cats. 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.


Saturday, September 4, 2021

Guest Post - 9/4/21 - "Secrets on the River" by PK Corey #Contemporary, #romance, #spanking

Stress relief spankings actually work… damn it!




Excerpt:

Annie followed him to the bedroom. “I don’t know what has gotten into Lily!” she exclaimed. “I made a few suggestions and she’s off the deep end.”

Andy stepped from the closet where he had been rummaging around. When Annie saw him emerge holding the leather paddle she had brought home years ago, mostly as a joke, she stepped back shaken, exclaiming, “Have you gone crazy too?”

“Someone’s off the deep end and it’s neither me nor Lily. We’re going to have a talk right now.”

Annie found herself across Andy’s lap before she could realize he was serious. “I want my wife back, Annie. You’ve been under enormous stress. I realize that, but something needs to snap you back to the calm, lovely woman we all know and love. My friends say this works and I’m going to find out.”

“Andy, no! You can’t do this!” Annie cried.

Andy had spanked Annie several times over the years. Nothing like Tom often dealt with Cassie, but this wasn’t a completely new experience for either of them. Except it was. Andy was deadly serious. He’d heard from Tom and Steve and even Ryan and Cal how much a ‘stress-relieving’ spanking could work. And Annie needed stress relief!

He spanked right through her shocked protests. He continued to spank as her brief anger flared and still kept on until he felt her body relax and her shouts of ‘no!’ and ‘stop!’ turned to sobs.

Andy laid down the paddle and helped Annie up to sit on his lap. He held her tightly as she continued to cry.

“Let it out, honey. Just let it out. Everything’s okay and you’re going to be fine.”

Annie cried on his shoulder. That really hurt! Why did he do that? she asked herself in bewilderment. But the longer she sat, held firmly in Andy’s arms, the better she felt. It was like a bubble swelling inside her. When it burst she began feeling a calm she hadn’t felt in months.

Andy patiently continued to hold here, gently rubbing her back. “You feeling better?” he asked.

Annie nodded into his neck, a little embarrassed and not quite ready to look him in the eye. “I want you to remember there is nothing the two of us can’t handle. Especially with the help of Lily and the rest of the family. You don’t have to take it all on your shoulders. You mind Lily on what to eat and drink. Get yourself into bed at a decent hour, too. And relax! You can do his Annie. I’ve never been one to tell you what to do, but that’s what you can expect for a while. Do you understand me?”





Blurb:

Everyone has secrets, but most don’t have major implications. When Jenny tries to keep her weekend activities from Cal, the repercussions of him finding out land only on her. But some secrets are bigger and more far reaching. You would think that as long as Cassie, Sue and Annie have known each other, surely they could have no real secrets from one another. But you’d be surprised. The full truth behind one secret may never be known, another could change the face of The Landing forever. 

From steamy sex to both playful and painful spankings, the people on the river continue to live and love and marvel at all that are learning.


Buy Links:

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09C12FVV8/

B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/secrets-on-the-river-pk-corey/1139963574

Apple Books: https://books.apple.com/us/book/id1579550411

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/secrets-on-the-river

Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=w1o7EAAAQBAJ

Blushing Books: https://www.blushingbooks.com/product/secrets-on-the-river/





About the Author:

I've been intrigued by spanking stories since before I first saw Ricky spank Lucy. Stories of this nature were hard to come by before the Internet and the ones I found were a little harsh on discipline and very much lacking in love. So, I made up my own stories and enjoyed these in my head for years. I finally began writing them down. Although the lovely women in my stories are spanked often, the love between them and their men is the most vital part of their lives together. 

I don't think of myself as a writer so much as a storyteller. I don't churn out books nearly as fast as perhaps my readers would like. My stories are told to me by my characters and I pass them along. I write what I've always wanted to read about - dominant men, strong women, intense love and loyal friendships. My Cassie's Space series is about a mature couple who are deeply in love. Despite adoring Cassie's free-spirited ways, Tom is determined to keep her safe, even if it takes a trip over his knee to do it. And with her friend and accomplice Sue by her side, a trip over his knee is very likely. The Cal's Law series is about a younger couple. Though from very different backgrounds, Cal and Jenny are drawn together by love and discipline. And my newest series, On the River, combines all my characters as they go about their lives on The Landing.

I was a school teacher most of my adult life. Now retired, I love having the time to write. I share a fulfilled life with my wonderful husband and my cat, Sophie. My adult children come around enough to keep us satisfied. Besides writing I spend my time reading and designing and unique, hand-drawing bookmarks. And I delight in hearing from my readers. You can contact me at

 pk.corey@yahoo.com

 PK Corey’s Reading Room - http://pk-corey.blogspot.com

 email: pk.corey@yahoo.com

 Twitter:  https://twitter.com/pkcorey

 Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/pk.corey/

 Amazon Author page: https://www.amazon.com/PK-Corey/e/B00H9W9XB4/ref=ntt_dp_epwbk_0



Sunday, August 15, 2021

Guest Post - 8/15/21 - "What Happened in Bangkok" by Daryl Devore #Erotic #Thriller

 

When everyone around you is getting slaughtered, it's best to get your butt out of there as soon as is humanly possible.



Excerpt:

Droplets of blood seeped from Darien's wolf tattoo, mesmerizing him. They trickled over the inside of his bicep, splattering against the bar floor.

Darien ran his hand back through his hair and frowned. Why was the wolf bleeding? It was supposed to look sexy. Turn chicks on. Not bleed. He blinked as a thought formed. Maybe it wasn't the tattoo. Could he be bleeding? He didn't remember getting hurt. But that might be because he'd had too many vodka shots.

Expensive gold-infused vodka.

An order snapped out in Thai ripped his focus away from the cost of the booze.

Stumbling with the translation, his gut clenched - Check everyone. Anybody alive. Kill them.

A shrill female scream. A gunshot. Silence.

That'd be one of the hookers. Damn. Hope it wasn't the one with the butterfly tattoo above her clit. She had a mouth on her that performed miracles. Dude! What the fuck! Must be the vodka talking. Stay focused. There are guys with guns out there.

Darien stretched his neck out and peered around the edge of the bar. In his line of vision, a male leg stuck out from under a table. Expensive looking shoe. Presumably Italian leather. Probably belonged to Nai Jâhng.

Darien raised his eyebrows. Wow. Somebody had the balls to kill a Triad boss.

He shifted his glance. A few feet to the left lay a female arm with brilliant orange fingernails. He shivered at the memory of those nails grazing his balls. He focused on a tiny object a foot in front of him. Shards of glass were scattered about. He frowned, trying to remember what happened. He'd walked behind the private club's bar to get another bottle of vodka when, one by one, bottles started exploding. Next thing he knew, he was on the floor, looking at the blood dripping from his tattoo. He glanced at his arm. The bleeding had stopped.

Okay, so he wasn't gonna bleed to death. Good. Now he just had to get his dumbass outta there. Past them. The guys with the guns. How the fuck could he do that?

Voices interrupted his thoughts. The tones were panicked or angry, and the words too fast for him to translate, although he understood the meaning of the three rapid gunshots, followed by a short groan. The door at the opposite end of the bar, leading to the kitchen, swooshed as someone pushed it open.

Gunfire and screams sounded from the kitchen. The door swung open again. Darien translated the shooter's words, "Nobody alive in there. I'll check the offices upstairs."

Darien slid back, trying not to disturb the glass. He did his best not to yelp when a sharp edge sliced through the skin on his knee. With deliberate movements, he backtracked the length of the Black Dragon's bar. Squatting, he peeked around the end.

Three men stood with their backs to him, dressed in black pants and muscle shirts. Each one held an assault rifle. A bleeding sun tattoo visible on one attacker's shoulder. Daeng Arthit Triad. Not good. So not good.

He looked forward. The kitchen door was six feet away. Six feet of wide-open, easily visible space. It might as well be six inches or a mile. He couldn't risk it. Wouldn't. He didn't want to get shot.

He shifted his weight off the knee, pressing on a piece of shattered bottle. What the fuck, dude? You're gonna die if they find you. Better to be running for your life than just lay here and let 'em kill you. That was the logical side of his head's opinion.

The chicken shit side said, Stay here. Stay down. You're safe.

A yell and several more gunshots drifted down from the floor above. The men pounded up the stairs.

Without taking a moment to think, Darien bolted through the kitchen doors, then skidded to a stop. The rancid smell of burning food and fresh blood hit him deep in the pit of his stomach. Four bodies lay facing him, eyes wide, obviously unseeing. One of the dead chefs held a massive meat cleaver clenched in his right hand.

Never bring a knife to a gunfight. He shook his head. Quoting movies at a time like this? Focus, dude.

Heart pounding, Darien cast his gaze about the room, looking for an escape, while his ears listened for the sound of running footsteps coming up behind. He fought the nausea of rising fear as he moved forward, searching for an exit while trying to keep his gaze from the corpses.

Please let this be some shitty nightmare, and I'm gonna wake up now. Fuck!

In the back-right corner, he spotted a door. With renewed hope, he raced to freedom. He bolted through the doorway, skidded in the pool of blood, lost his balance and crashed onto the dead hooker. He tried not to be judgmental, but in the brief glance he’d had, a girl on her knees in front of a man with no pants on was obviously on the clock. Or cock, as the case might be.

He braced his hands on the blood-soaked floor and pushed himself to his knees. The back of her head was missing, and her dead John had no face. Just a bloody, pulpy mess. He laid sprawled back on the desk. Big enough guy to be one of the ones who was supposed to be guarding the front entrance. Well, he went out with a bang.




Blurb:

To save Darien's life his brother asks, "Can you walk in high heels?"

Erika Bailey, owner/manager of a drag queen club in Bangkok, Thailand has happily settled into all aspects of her new life, except for her lack of a love life. When a new diva auditions, Erika is bewildered over her instant attraction to the blond God, Apollo.

Darien Scott is on vacation after a world tour and mistakenly figures the safest place to be is at The Black Dragon with the head of a Triad. When the club is hit, Darien is the only person to get out alive. Now   he's running from the police and a Triad. Mistake number 1.

Disguised as a drag queen, he's hired by Erika, but falls hard for his new boss, then struggles with not coming clean with her. Mistake number 2.

Can he fix his mistakes and find a life filled with love or is he headed straight for mistake number 3?


Buy Links:

Amazon - https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0984JP3NW

Read and review - https://booksprout.co/publisher/book/update/82738

Pinterest - https://www.pinterest.ca/daryldevore2013/what-happened-in-bangkok/


About the Author:

Inspiration for a book can comes from unusual places and at crazy times. What inspired What Happened in Bangkok? A song on the radio.  Hubby and I were in the car on the way to visit with our daughter. Gloria Gaynor’s I Will Survive was playing and I turned around, grabbed my laptop, and wrote the first 3 chapters of a book that I had no idea I was going to write which turned into a trilogy.

If you are scratching your head thinking this sounds familiar – this is a re-release. I received my rights back from my publisher and decided these stories needed to be back out there.

GoodReads Author Page - http://www.goodreads.com/DarylDevore