Monday, August 22, 2022

Ryan's Temptation by Amber Daulton, #murder , #hotread , #romance




Ryan’s Temptation

 

Series: Arresting Onyx (book 2.5)

Publisher: Daulton Publishing

Release Date: August 9th, 2022

Genre: Romantic Suspense

Length: 45k

Heat Rating: 4 Flames

 

Blurb

 

Wrong place, wrong time. Now she’s running for her life.

Beautician Chanel Leroc can wield a pair of scissors like nobody’s business. After she witnesses a murder and lands on a serial killer’s hit list, she has to figure out how to protect herself—and fast. The killer tracks her down, but her sexy new neighbor, Dr. Ryan Naylor, drives the brute off.

The police dump the pair in a witness protection program, which doesn’t last long. Either the killer has a connection to the police, or he’s far more intelligent than they realize. All Chanel wants to do is get back to her safe life and get to know her neighbor better. Instead, she and Ryan hit the road and try to survive on their own.

How will they stay alive and keep their blooming romance intact with the killer hot on their trail?

 

Tagline – After Chanel witnesses a murder, she and her sexy neighbor flee the city with the killer in hot pursuit.

 



 

Steamy Excerpt

 

He deepened the kiss and danced the tango with her tongue. Her sweet cherry taste rocketed through him. Yes! Delicious. Her breathy gasp filled his lungs as he trailed his hands to the hot skin poking out between the hem of her top and her waistband.

Chanel clutched him close and feathered kisses across his jawline. “More. Touch me.”

Fucking hell. He backed her against the stove and claimed her mouth again. She pressed her soft breasts to his chest and tugged on his hair. The burning in his scalp thickened his cock. The inferno racing through him blazed hotter as he squeezed her supple ass.

She gasped and ripped her mouth from his.

He fisted her long, silky hair. The shudder rolling through him stopped his heart, then jump-started the organ. He unbuttoned her pants and stroked the hem of her cotton panties.

“Ryan.” She gyrated against him, breathing hard. “We shouldn’t.”

“You don’t have a boyfriend, do you?”

“Of course not. I wouldn’t be here with you if I did.”

He suckled the smooth skin of her neck. “I’ve wanted you since I saw you lugging boxes to your apartment.”

She gripped his back. “Why didn’t you say something?”

He thrust his erection over her belly. “I thought you might’ve been dating one of the men helping you.” Though he hadn’t seen either of those men in the building since Chanel moved in. One of them reminded him of someone, as though they’d met before, but he couldn’t place him.

“Mason and Jim are both engaged to their better halves. You had nothing to worry about.” She tilted her head back as he licked the line of her throat. “We need a—”

“I won’t hurt you.” He clasped her flushed cheek and treasured her kiss-swollen lips.

“Ooh, I know, but…” She shifted out of his hold.

He groaned. No! Why? He gulped and lifted his hand to calm her. “Chanel, I like you a lot. I didn’t mean to insult you about being a beautician, I swear. You must like me, too, or you wouldn’t have kissed me back.” Please, God. He needed release. This sexy woman had twisted him into a pretzel.

“Do you have a condom?”

 

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Official Book Trailer

 

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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

 

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Saturday, August 20, 2022

From Despair to Esctasy ,Daryl Devore , #lovestory , #romance , #hotread



Daryl Devore’s  From Despair to Ecstasy - 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?

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

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.

 



Excerpt 

Sweat streamed off Darien’s brow. Some dripped into his eyes. It stung. His heart throbbed against his ribs. Fire inched down his throat. Every muscle in his body ached. His head pounded from the pandemonium. The explosions. The screams. The pain threatening to split his skull. Dropping his head back, he closed his eyes. His chest heaved as he gulped air. He needed a moment. Get some strength back.

The screams grew louder.

Damn.

He inhaled and released a long breath.

They wanted him. He had to continue. To perform. Like a trained monkey. Do people even do that anymore? Train monkeys? He peeled his eyes open. The glare of the overhead lights blazed down at him. He lifted his head. The screams grew louder.

“Oh. So, you want more?”

But what if I don’t have any more? What if I just can’t continue? Twelve weeks. Four shows a week. I’m beat.

The roar from eighty thousand Parisians was tumultuous. Fans yelled at the top of their lungs. They pounded their feet on the floor, raising their hands in the air, clapping. Glow sticks, cell phones, and lighters swayed like flowers in a breeze.

He grinned. Eighty thousand Parisians and one fiancée. He glanced to his left. Seated on the top stage step was Erika. She’d arrived minutes before the show started. Just enough time for a passionate, but quick, hello kiss. He needed more. He needed her, and he knew it. She smiled at him. He loved that smile. He could stare at it all day. The way her soft lips curved up. A hint of sassiness in her expression.

Just finish the show. Grab Erika and run. Dodge the fans. And get out of here.

He looked out over the crowd. “But what if I’m too tired to continue?”

“No,” the crowd wailed.

He grinned. “Well, maybe I could go on if you told me you loved me.”

The cacophony of sounds was deafening. “Je t’aime. Love you.”

He lifted his hands. “Do you love me?”

Oui. Yes.”

He ripped his black t-shirt over his head and threw it into the fans. “Do. You. Love. Me?” He yelled out as he glanced at Erika.

She jumped up and down, screaming with the crowd.

“I can’t hear you.”

The building shook with the fans’ frenzy.

“Five. Six. Five. Six. Seven. Eight.”

Fireworks exploded. Lasers shot around the stadium. Cass, the drummer, crashed the symbols as Darien spun, posed, inhaled a deep breath, then opened his mouth to sing.


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Thursday, August 18, 2022

Lessons in Love by @KRBwrites #NeverEndingTour #Erotica


She needed a job, he needed a personal assistant. It seemed like a match made in heaven until he laid out the rules he expected her to follow.



Short Blurb:

Pam Weston didn't have many choices as far as employment went. Her prison sentence saw to that. With limited secretarial skills, and an even more limited budget, she never considered herself executive material. So, when she was ordered to report to the CEO of her company as his new personal assistant, she fully expected to be checking out the "Help Wanted" section of the paper before the day was over.

Robert Peterson knew his management style was not HR approved, but he believed in using the stick as well as the carrot. Employing the tenets of domestic discipline, he helped mold his personal assistants into confident women who recognized their own self-worth. Even so, his unorthodox methods were only one of the reasons many considered the position of his assistant to be a revolving door. To Rob's mind, Pamela Weston was perfect for his purposes, though given her past, he expected convincing her to agree to his program would be a challenge.


Excerpt:
Not wanting to delay her release from the hospital after a three day stay, Pam opts not to take a shower. Feeling unclean, she tells Rob she wants to shower or bathe before she gets into bed. However, since she purposefully cut her palms just minutes before, Rob wraps her hands in plastic to protect them, then helps her undress for the bath he intends to give her.

Pam rose a little unsteadily to her feet and stood before Rob. With a smile that was a blend of temptation and pure male satisfaction, he kept his eyes focused on her and rolled up his sleeves. Forearms bare, he fingered the hem of her shirt and raised it over her head with deliberate slowness, as if unwrapping a present. Once her top was removed, he bent and kissed her again.
Ignoring the rude rustling, she lifted her plastic-covered hands to twine them behind his neck, but he caught her wrists and lowered her arms to her side. "No. I'm doing this. Your task is to accept everything I provide while I discover what pleases you. You are not to move or speak unless I give you permission. Understand?"
Nodding her agreement, Pam stood obediently silent as Rob filled the tub. Steamy water billowed out of the faucet and within seconds the room was enveloped in a warm, mystical mist.
He returned to kneel at her feet and tugged at her bottoms. His fingertips traced along the length of her inner thigh as he drew the material toward the floor.
"Put your hand on my shoulder and step out."
When her shorts were off, she stood in her bra and underpants and struggled not to wrap her arms about her like a shield.
"Since I'm already down here, I think I'll remove your panties next." When his long fingers stroked her waist, Pam drew in a sharp breath. But he continued as if she hadn't moved.
A light stroke followed by a gentle tug and her underwear became a puddle of cotton on the bathroom tiles. His hands, however, remained poised on her upper thighs. Nothing was said, but Pam knew what he intended to do next, so she shut her eyes.
"No. Look at me. I want you aware for every second who is bringing you pleasure tonight. Later, we will need to address your issues, but, for now, I want you to keep your eyes on me when I touch you. Part your legs for me." When Pam obeyed, he reached between her legs, and she jerked, but kept her eyes open for as long as could. A part of her brain scolded her for not being more embarrassed, but she enjoyed the sensations his stroking wrought far too much to let guilt taint them. When she released a soft sigh, he lowered his hands.
"So warm and sweet. I could spend the night exploring all your hidden treasures, but we have a bath to take." Rising to his feet, he strode over to the bathtub and turned off the water. When he returned, he stood before her and reached behind to unfasten her bra.


Buy Links:

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Amazon-USA

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Bio:

Lessons in Love is Kathryn R. Blake's sixth novel with Blushing Books, and fifth spanking romance where Domestic Discipline is primary to the plot.  Although Kathryn is relatively new to the spanking romance market, she is not new to stories where the hero spanks the heroine.  In fact, most of her novels have some sort of spanking in them.  However, even in Kathryn's novels where the hero firmly believes in using spanking as a deterrent, he has no desire to cause the heroine injury and takes no delight in hurting the woman of his heart.  In fact, sometimes he finds it extremely difficult to follow through on his threats or promises.
To date, all of her heroes are dominant, alpha males who are extremely protective of the women they love.  However, part of that protectiveness includes the need for a certain amount of control.  They do not suffer defiance or disobedience lightly. Even so, these men aren't infallible, and they do make mistakes, but love and respect will always triumph in the end.
Kathryn has been a member of RWA since the early 1980s and has joined several local and special interest chapters. Besides writing, Kathryn enjoys traveling, reading, attending the theatre, and is a passionate lover of animals, so much so that in 2015 a stray cat adopted her. The stray now sleeps in Kathryn's bed.  She has also recently taken up the expensive hobby of making and selling jewelry.
Her personal website, www.kathrynrblake.com, is filled with photos and links to information about her many interests as well as peppered with quizzes, contests, games and lots of other fun things to do and she loves to hear from her readers, so she has an e-mail link at the bottom of every page.

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Questions and Answers:

Are you like any of your heroines?
I'd say most of my heroines and I share some history. They are a part of me and share some of my feelings, but they are definitely different people. Most are much braver and fiestier than I ever could be, but then I'm more even tempered and easy going than most of the women in my stories, and I have fewer hang-ups.

Are you working on a new book right now?
I think I'm always working on something, but the next new book I expect to publish is actually a prequel to my only BDSM novel, "A Dom's Dilemma." This is Kelly's introduction to BDSM through a Daddy Dom and age play.

How many books have you written and are they all spanking fiction?
"Lessons in Love" is my eighth novel, but only my sixth spanking romance. My two other books are paranormal romances that have a bit of spanking in them, but aren't spanking romances by definition. So, all my books at least mention spanking and have dominant heroes struggling to protect independent heroines.

What advice would you have for writers who decide to try their hand at erotica?
My first advice would be to read several books in the genre. If you don't enjoy reading the stories, you aren't going to enjoy writing them. So make sure it's a genre pool you feel comfortable playing in.

How did you come up with your title?
The hero is a strong proponent of domestic discipline, and he believes in teaching his assistants how to be better people. He starts out considering the heroine to be a perfect project for his methods, but then ends up falling in love with her, which is a life lesson for him.

Is there a message in your novel that you want readers to grasp?
My heroine has a lot of issues, including a huge helping of self-doubt, but the hero gets her to see herself the way he sees her. She's not entirely convinced he's not nearsighted, but she does finally accept that he loves her and he isn't trying to change her into something she's not. So, despite all her problems, she is worthy of being loved.

Who designed your book's cover?
My publisher ABCD Graphics is credited with the design. I checked to see if an artist was named in the credits, but none were, so I believe the responsible individual is on my publisher's staff.

Do you have anything specific you'd like to say to your readers?
Yes, I'd like to publicly acknowledge the help and support I received from a few individuals. Books require a team effort, so I'd like to thank Kate Richards for her editorial guidance, Celeste Jones for her insightful input, and Staci Taylor for overseeing the project.

What was your favorite chapter or part to write?
Good question. I'd have to say one of my favorite parts is near the end of the book when the heroine discovers just how much the hero knew about her past and how much influence he had on her getting hired by his company. She's fallen in love with him, but the discovery leaves her feeling a bit like an insect under a microscope, so she plots her escape with a co-worker's assistance.

Are you a morning or night person?
Definitely a night person, though I sometimes go to bed early in the morning after working all night, so I'm either a very late night person or a very early morning person.

As a child, what did you wish to become when you grew up?
My aspirations changed as I grew up. At one point early on I thought I wanted to become a doctor or vet, but I can't stand to see anyone in pain, especially not children or animals, so that bubble burst. Ballet always interested me, but I've got two left feet, so didn't get very far with that one, either. I loved to act, so I was a bit of a drama queen. In college, I majored in drama, but I identified too closely with my characters, so I gave up that dream to identify with my characters through writing.

What Internet site do you surf to the most?
Facebook. I never used to visit FB, but then I joined some writing groups and now it's one of the first and last places I visit. That and my e-mail, of course.

When people look at me they would never guess that I:
Write erotic spanking romances. I mean I look like such a nice, quiet, polite woman that people never suspect I entertain a much naughtier side. Appearances can be deceiving.


Monday, August 1, 2022

Cassie Corralled by PK Corey #NeverEndingTour #Spankings

Taglines from Cassie Corralled


“You tell me,” Tom said. “Do you deserve a spanking?”



Cassie Corralled (book 8)

Blurb:
Cassie is still living life to the fullest, telling Allie stories about everything from long ago shooting incidents to playing laser tag with the children. Tom keeps an amused, yet watchful eye, on his lovely wife. He tries to be tolerant of Cassie’s fun loving ways, but when she decides to spend the day with people she met through the Internet, without letting him or the girls know of her plans, Tom sees red. Tired of Cassie constantly putting herself in possible danger Tom decides to hire her a driver. Cassie immediately sees this plan for what it really is; Tom wants to hire a bodyguard / watchdog / babysitter for Cassie. That’s something Cassie won’t tolerate and after quickly packing a bag, she’s gone with a roar of the engine and a squeal of the tires. In this case Cassie is determine to have her way – and so is Tom, the final decision may change life on the river forever.


Excerpt 

The doors were open and I called down the hall from the bedroom that I was nearly ready to put on my dress. Moments later I came out of the bath to see Tom standing in the bedroom doorway. No one wears a tux better than my Tom. He was stunning. The look on his face was one of questioning. As he stepped into the room I saw that he was holding his belt in his hand.
I think I let out a small gasp and instinctively reached around and put my hands protectively over my bottom. Even my hands there caused a little pain. Tom was demanding nothing, he was simply offering. It was my choice. I could walk over, give Tom a kiss and remove the belt from his hand. Tom only came in with the belt because he knows what it does to me. My heart was pounding as I stood looking at him.
It felt like the air was tingling around me. I didn’t think, I just went around to the far side of the bed, grabbed a pillow and folded myself over the edge. Tom lifted up the delicate robe and folded it over my back and ran his fingers gently over his waiting and willing target. 
The first crack of the belt sent me soring. The pain radiated out, but pleasure danced in its wake. I heard the belt whistle and the mixture of pain and pleasure coursed through me again. Tom used the belt one last time and I was melting into the bed. How can the combination of pain and pleasure be so completely intertwined? Tom rubbed my back as I came to myself, intentionally not touching my bottom. He didn’t want to lessen the flaming feeling he had reignited – he wanted it to go to the party with me. I stood slowly my hands going back on their own until Tom grabbed and stopped them. “Leave it,” he told me quietly.

  

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Meet PK Corey

I’m a small town southern writer, happily married to my best friend for thirty-two years now. We have two grown children and we're learning to love the empty nest. Next year will see the end of a long and satisfying teaching career and I'm anxious to spend more time writing. I didn't grow up with the desire to be a writer, but I did love to daydream. As a child, I spent most of my spare time, and quite a bit of time when I should have been doing schoolwork, either reading or making up stories. I was actual quite young when Cassie wandered into my head and began telling me her story. I've always been drawn to spanking stories, but I need a true love story with it. That's how I see Cassie and Tom - a true love story with spanking thrown in.


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Questions

So first, of course, the obvious question. How did you become a writer?

I’ve made up stories in my head since I was very young. I remember making up my first spanking story around the age of four. I never actually wrote any stories down until I was in my late forties and I began to blog. Readers were very encouraging and I finally submitted my first book, Cassie’s Space in 2013.

Tell me about your latest release

Cassie Corralled is the eighth in the Cassie Space series. This book continues the adventures of a couple who actively practice domestic discipline and have through out their forty-year marriage. This was always the type story I loved – a husband who loves his wife more than anything else in his life, but doesn’t hesitate to put her over his knee for a sound spanking if she puts herself in danger or is less than truthful with him. Through it all the love story is first.

Are you like any of your heroines?

A definite yes and no. Sometimes I think I gave too much of myself to Cassie – she can be fiery and hot headed, she’s fearless and strong. Since Cassie comes from me I feel these are my traits too – but it’s only as I’ve gotten older I feel I’ve given myself permission to be more like Cassie.

How many books have you written? Are they all spanking fiction?

I’ve published eight in the Cassie’s Space series. They are all spanking fiction, it’s what I understand and enjoy writing.

Are you okay in your kink?

I’m not only okay, I’m proud. I’m a born spanko who, like so many of us, hid it most my life. Once I embraced it, when reached a point where I don’t have to hide my true self from anyone, I’ve been much happier. I don’t go out and preach it on the street corner, but I can certainly hold my own in a conversation where someone is calling it unnatural or abusive.


Do you have a specific writing style?

I need to see and hear what’s going on with my characters. My husband teases me about saying I’m going to go write and he sees me in the recliner with my eyes closed. He thinks I’m sleeping when I’m actually watching what’s happening and afterwards I just write what I saw (ok, sometimes I’m sleeping).

How did you come up with the title?

With great difficulty and gnashing of teeth!

Is there a message in your novel that you want readers to grasp?

Yes! Mostly that love and passion are not the soul property of the young. Getting older brings on challenges, but it doesn’t change your feelings about love, or sex or even your kink. And for all the twenty-something’s saying ‘ewww…’ there are more in their fifties, sixties, seventies and beyond saying ‘YES!’

Do you see writing as a career?

I’ll soon be retiring from my teaching career. I do tend to think of writing as my next career. Could I support myself writing? No, not now, but it’s way more important to me than just a hobby.

If you had to do it all over again, would you change anything in your latest book?

Of course! I can’t imagine any writer re-reading a just published book where they wouldn’t want to change something. But I’m still happy with it.

Do you have any advice for other writers?

Quit waiting to get it ‘exactly right’ before you send the book off – especially the first one. If you wait until it’s perfect, it will be sitting in your computer when you’re on your deathbed. Take the leap.

Do you have anything specific that you want to say to your readers?

Mostly I want to say something to those who haven’t read any of my books and that would be, ‘If you’re here because you have an interest in spanking and domestic discipline, please don’t be put off by the fact that Cassie and Tom aren’t in their twenties or thirties. If you are a lover of a love story first, with plenty of spanking on the side – then the Cassie Space books are for you. Please give one a try – jump in anywhere, you don’t have to go in order.’

What was the first live concert you ever attended?

Elton John and we Rocked round the Clock!


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Thursday, July 28, 2022

Capturing His Heart by Daryl Devore #daryldevore,#Hot,#romance,

Caution - One smouldering twisted fairy tale mixed with one hot medieval romance might burn more than your fingers.

 


Capturing His Heart

Daryl Devoré



 

Excerpt from Dark Chocolate and Strawberries

G- rated

A water droplet landed on Red’s cheek and startled her. She wiped it and opened her eyes. “Welcome back, sleepy head.” Chopper wiped his hand on his shorts and placed the glass of water on the table.

“Have I been out long?” She looked at her watch and wondered what time she'd fallen asleep.

“I've been here about five minutes.” Chopper jumped up. “Ok, now that you're awake, I just have to tell you. This song popped into my head and it's driving me crazy.”

Red dropped her tablet into her beach bag and waited for him to continue.

“It's the Red Riding Hood song. I think Sam the Sham and the Prophets sang it. It's like from like the mid-sixties.”

She shook her head. “Sam the Sham and the Pharaohs. And it took you long enough to get there. Most people start cracking jokes within minutes of hearing my name.”

“I wasn't focused yesterday. But today, I'm Michael Jackson!” He stepped right and left and snapped his fingers.

“Little Red Riding Hood.

You sure are looking good.

You're everything that a big, bad wolf could want.”

He spun around and posed, one arm at his crotch and flung the other up in the air. “Owooooooo!

Trying to keep a straight face, Red asked, “You aren't going to send in an application for that dance show thing, right?”

“What, you don't like my dancin'?” He shook his knees in and out and flapped his arms like a chicken, then made two-handed stirring motions, like he was in front of a large cauldron. “Why are you laughing? I'm just getting started.” He leaned forward and jerked up his right hand. “It's called the lawn mower. But, if you do it this way…” He straightened and repeated the pulling motion. “Then it's the chainsaw. Oh. Oh. And now for the big finale. The Moonwalk.”

He slid his right foot back and popped his left heel, then slid that foot back. Red had to admit he did a good version of Michael's famous move – until he backed into the waiter and knocked a tray of drinks onto the passengers seated near her.

 


 

Excerpt from Branwyns’ Love

G-rated

Stop that crying or by all that is powerful, I will beat you.”

“Do not yell so. You will frighten the poor child.”

Through tears, Branwyn stared at her uncle and aunt. “I… I do not understand. Why must I go?”

Her aunt sat next to her. “It is your time, child. A husband has been chosen. You must leave us to join with him.”

“About time it is!” Her uncle’s face grew redder with each word. “One year shy of a score she is, and still unwed. She must fall to her knees to thank God someone wishes to marry such an old spinster.”

Branwyn slapped the arm of her chair. “I decline. It is my right. I shall not marry this man!”

“How many men do you think you can refuse?” Her uncle paced about the small room. “This is the fourth suitor to ask for your hand. You cannot. It is done. Your things are being loaded as we speak.” He jerked back a curtain in the window and pointed.

The door opened and in stepped a tall, broad-shouldered soldier. “The carriage awaits.”

“Branwyn.” Aunt Selda patted her hand. “You have no dowry. This is a good match. He is a rich man. He will give you babies.”

Suspicion gnawed at Branwyn’s stomach. “And what did he give you?”

“Gold.”


 


Blurb

Daryl Devoré has bundled two of her hot romances into a duology. A hot twisted fairy and a hotter medieval romance combined in Capturing His Heart.

Dark Chocolate and Strawberries takes you on a hot romp on a Caribbean cruise. Esmerelda 'Red' Hood discovers her sweet granny is on a romantic cruise with a gigolo. Horrified, Red races off to save her grandma before it's too late.

On board, she meets Andrew Woodsman and Willem Olf. One a cutie with the biggest puppy eyes and the other - dark and sophisticated. Even with her grandmother's words ringing in Red's ears - Never trust a wolf in sheep's clothing - Red has trouble choosing which man is the big bad wolf and which is her happily ever after.

Branwyn’s Love transports you back to medieval times. It is the tale of a young woman sold as a courtesan in training. Branwyn arrives in a new land to begin daily lessons in the bewildering art of bedding a man.

The noblewoman chosen to be Prince Malacke’s bride rejects him by bedding his hated rival. Malacke turns his anger towards increasing the power and wealth of Black Dorn castle. And he succeeds, until his attention is captured by the face of the woman who will be his queen.

 

Pre-order – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08WM2WN6L

 

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