#NewRelease – Valerian by Jacquelyn Frank #BDSM #DarkFantasy @changelingpress

When Vicktor threatens Melena she pushes Valerian to rebel. But Valerian’s not a man to be mastered.

 

Publisher: Changeling Press
Cover Artist: Angela Knight
Genres: Dark Fantasy, BDSM. Alternate Universe

Valerian Jorku is second born heir to a massive throne overseeing the largest country in many lands, a country that is ever growing, thanks to his power hungry brother Vicktor, the emperor. But Vicktor is a cruel master and Valerian grows increasingly restless as he experiences his brother’s brutal nature and its effect on others.

Melena, a newly acquired slave girl he is conditioning to his pleasure, whispers nightly of his responsibilities to the people and how those responsibilities should outweigh his honorable intentions toward a brother who is clearly insane. Should he listen to this woman, sister to a rebel thorn in his side, or should he continue to honor his father’s last wishes and be Vicktor’s silent general, doing whatever he asks, no matter how wrong?

When Vicktor threatens her life and begins to turn Valerian’s women against him, Melena seizes the opportunity to push Valerian further in the right direction. But Valerian is not a man to be mastered. He is the one in control and ultimately it is he who holds all of their fates and futures in his hands.

Available February 23rd at Changeling Press

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EXCERPT

Valerian Jorku looked down at his newest captive, Melena, and tried to use the sight of her to soothe his troubled mind. And yet she was the cause of some of his troubling thoughts.

She had said some things to him recently… things that plagued him. Comments about the dictatorial ways of his brother. Vicktor was a savage man. Not that he wasn’t intelligent, for he was frighteningly so. His brother had led his armies into wars that had more than doubled the size of the already vast Jorku nation. Although, in all honesty, it had been Valerian who had led the actual armies. It had been Valerian’s tactical know-how in the field that had allowed him victory. But his brother took credit for both his own achievements and Valerian’s. Vicktor was like that with all things. What was his was his… and what was yours was his, as well.

This was to say nothing of how he treated people as a whole in other ways. Vicktor was a cruel man with a vicious streak in him that ran a league wide. He had never met an enemy he couldn’t defeat, and that made him proud and arrogant, regardless of the fact that it was Valerian who had defeated those enemies. As far as Victor was concerned Valerian was simply a tool which he used with mastery.

Valerian had always known his place and had respected it. It had been given to him by his late father along with a plethora of other graces and wisdom. He had stayed true to his father’s desires long after his death. And one of his father’s desires was that Valerian never rise up against his brother. That he dutifully accept his place as second son and do all he could to support Vicktor’s rule.

His father couldn’t have known what a monster his eldest son would become. He couldn’t have known that, by association, by being his brother’s right arm, Valerian had become a monster as well.

But this woman… this slave… she had spoken simple truths to him, and he had listened as if hearing them for the first time.

Your brother has no honor. You surely must see that,” she had said. “Perhaps by following his dictates you are betraying the people who died at his hand and in his wars. Did you ever think of that?”

He had thought of it. He had thought of it for years. But since she had said as much he had thought of it with constancy he’d never exhibited before. What made her words so special that it was as if he was hearing them for the first time?

Perhaps it was because she herself was a victim of his brother’s wars. Her country had been dominated by Vicktor’s armies, and now she was a slave. Her sisters were slaves. Her brother was forced into hiding and led a small band of rebels that had no hope of ever making a difference in the fight to regain independence from the Jorku nation.

She wasn’t a slave any longer, he argued with himself. She had been elevated to shisha, a woman of Valerian’s royal harem — an honor among women. And she was also his current favorite… a place of privilege within the harem itself.

From her perspective she was now being made to serve the man who had been the cause of all her family’s misery. Yet she was coming around. She had thought his predilections perverse and cruel at first, but he believed quite strongly that there was great pleasure to be found in pain and more so in the relationship that developed between a master and his shisha. Now she was coming around to his way of thinking. She was beginning to bend to his hand.

It was a war of sorts in and of itself — a far more personal one. One where he would one day be able to show his vulnerabilities to her and not fear that she would use them against him. He craved such a relationship. He craved a place where he could rest his head and speak of his troubles without fear of his brother hearing about it or fear that others would perceive him as weak for it.

He had trained other women, but he had never reached the point of full trust with any of them. He hoped, as he always did, that this would be different. That she would be different.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Jacquelyn lives in the Western North Carolina mountain area around Asheville. After a lifetime of striving to be good enough to be published, she has enjoyed the many blessings her fans have rained on her with their loyalty over the years. With four sisters and other family scattered up and down the Eastern Seaboard, and a history of living all across the USA herself, she still always finds ways to give a nod to her native New York in her work.

Jacquelyn lives with her three “children,” a trio of domestic shorthaired cats whose personalities have often inspired aspects of her characters. A former sign language interpreter and substitute teacher, she is a powerful advocate of reading and writing. She is known for her persistent gifts of books to her nieces and nephews, as well as all the other children in her life, in an effort to see them love both as much as she does. She believes there is nothing more rewarding than the imagination and all it inspires, and nothing more tragic than illiteracy.

Feel free to contact her at jackifrankwrites@gmail.com or visit her website at jacquelynfrank.com and follow her on facebook.com/authorjacquelynfrank and twitter.com/JacquelynFrank.

Jackie’s Changeling Page: changelingpress.com/author.php?uid=206.

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Intergalactic Brides Vol. 1 (boxed set) by Jessica Coulter Smith #aliens #scifi #RomanceBooks

Three desperate women search for their futures in the arms of an alien.

 

Publisher: Changeling Press
Genres: Futuristic, Science Fiction, Alien Encounters
Ebook Price $5.99/Paparback $11.95
Containts books 1-3 in the Intergalactic Brides series

Brielle and the Alien Geek: Brielle has waited faithfully for her fiancé to return from Terran Prime, only to discover she’s been engaged to a cheating bastard. Brielle will do anything to ensure her survival — even sign up for a bride exchange on another world. Syl lives in his lab, preoccupied with his experiments. But the moment he sees Brielle, he realizes his life has been missing something after all. But what would a female like Brielle want with an alien geek like him?

Victoria and the Alien Doctor: Victoria will do anything to save her daughter, even if it means bonding with an alien for the rest of her life. Xonos isn’t allowed to treat humans, but it’s been his life’s work to save people, and he isn’t sure he can stand by and watch an innocent child die when he might be able to help. What starts as a simple arrangement quickly turns into something more as Xonos and Victoria grow closer. Love was never mentioned when they struck their bargain, but now she’ll settle for nothing less.

Avelyn and the Alien Daddy: Avelyn’s life was turned upside down the day she lost her baby. When she enters the Terran Station in Las Vegas in search of a job, the last thing she expects is to find her arms full of a screaming alien baby. Since Thrace adopted sweet little Lily, he’s overwhelmed. A nanny is just what he needs! But when Thrace looks at Avelyn, he sees a woman who sets his blood on fire. What’s an alien daddy to do when what he wants most is to have the nanny in his bed?

Available at Changeling Press on February 23rd

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Also available in paperback

EXCERPT

The coffee scorched Brielle’s throat as she gulped the hot brew. Her hand clutched the cup tightly as she watched the men and women exit the space shuttle. She rubbed the back of her neck and then clutched her purse strap as she waited. It had been nearly a year since she’d seen her fiance, and over six months since she’d had contact with him. As a medical doctor, he’d volunteered to travel to the space station on Terran to serve on their medical staff for one year. Why he was coming home two months early, she didn’t know, but she wouldn’t question it. She’d been lonely without Aaron by her side.

A familiar head of sandy hair appeared. She bit her lip, adjusted her clothes and then blew out a breath as she watched him, her heart thrumming against her breast. As he drew nearer, she saw there was a woman clutching his arm. A tall, busty blonde who was grinning from ear to ear. Had they met on the shuttle? Her brow furrowed as her heart slowed its pace. She frowned and looked around, but there was no one else waiting in this section except her.

Aaron looked up and spotted her. The smile on his face froze for a moment, and she thought she saw a hint of panic in his eyes. He came closer, stopping a few feet away, the blonde still clutching his arm. Brielle looked at the blonde, then her fiance, wondering who the woman was.

Aaron cleared his throat. “Brie. Good to see you again.”

“We agreed I would meet your shuttle when you returned. I was a little surprised when I received the call from the station that you were coming home sooner than expected.”

“I didn’t think you’d be here.” He rubbed the back of his neck and shifted from foot to foot. “This is rather awkward.”

“Why is it awkward? I know we haven’t seen each other in nearly a year, but–“

“It isn’t that,” he interrupted. “Brielle, this is Melissa.”

Brielle mustered a smile for the blonde. “How do you do? Did the two of you meet on the shuttle?”

“Um, no.” Aaron fidgeted. “I’ve been seeing Melissa for the last four months. Brielle, I don’t know how to say this, so I’m just going to spit it out. Melissa and I are engaged.”

Brie’s gaze bounced from her fiance to the blonde and back again. “I don’t understand. You’re engaged to me. We’ve been engaged nearly two years.”

“I didn’t plan for this to happen; it just did. I met Melissa during a routine exam and things just clicked between us. Hurting you is the last thing I’d ever want to do, but I can’t deny what my heart wants. And it wants Melissa. I tried to contact you, to let you know, but communications have been down since February.”

“We live together!”

He fidgeted again. “About that… I need you to move out. Melissa’s lease is up on her place next week and she needs a place to stay. Since we’re getting married, it only makes sense for her to move in with me. It was my place first, after all. Until you have your things packed, I’ll stay at her place.”

Brie clenched her hands at her sides, her nails biting into her palms. Heat worked its way up her body and she felt color bloom in her cheeks. She bared her teeth at her now ex-fiance, and before she thought better of it, took a swing at the puppy-dog expression staring at her. Her fist connected with his left eye, the edge of his cheekbone bruising her knuckles.

“Ow! Ow! Ow!” Brielle shook her hand, but felt deep satisfaction at the color now budding around the bastard’s eye.

Two security guards hurried her way, their hands on their weapons, as if they were going to draw on her at any moment. It figured. She was the one getting her heart ripped out, but they would surely take Aaron’s side. Assholes always stuck together.

“Is there a problem?” the first security guard asked.

“This crazy bitch just hit me.” Aaron gave her a furious one-eyed glare. “I want her arrested.”

Brie folded her arms over her chest. “If I’m in jail, I can’t pack my things. If I can’t pack my things, you can’t move your slut into the apartment.”

“There’s such a thing as Goodwill.”

She gasped. “You wouldn’t dare donate my belongings!”

“Arrest her!” Aaron demanded. “I want the bitch locked up.”

The second security guard pulled out a set of cuffs and Brie turned her glare his way.

“Of course you’re going to take his side! Never mind that he’s been engaged to me while shacking up with this bimbo for the past four months! Men! You’re all alike.”

“Not all of us,” a deep voice rumbled behind her.

Brie spun to face the interloper, a sharp retort on her tongue. As her gaze fastened on the light lilac skin stretched across a broad chest, the words died on her lips.

She looked up, captured by dark purple eyes. She’d of course heard of Terrans before, but she’d never actually met one. They tended to shy away from cameras so this was her first chance to see one.

“Captain, this doesn’t concern you,” one of the security guards said. “The woman is human and so is the man she attacked. Your laws don’t apply here.”

“From what I heard, the man deserved what he got. If he were still on Terran, his punishment would be far worse. We value women on my world. To throw one away is a severe crime.”

She heard Aaron gulp behind her.

“But we aren’t on Terran,” Aaron said. “We’re back on Earth, so the rules of your planet don’t apply.”

“That isn’t technically true,” the Terran said, pointing to a sign over their heads. “You haven’t crossed the threshold yet. When you broke up with your fiancee, you were very much still under Terran rule.”

Brie didn’t know why the alien was helping her, but if he wanted to punish Aaron, she wasn’t going to argue with him. Hell, she’d applaud his efforts and help him snap the cuffs into place. Arrogant bastard deserved whatever hand fate was about to deal him. She turned to face Aaron, wanting to see the fear in his eyes.

Her ex-fiance was pale, deathly pale. The spineless coward’s lips trembled when faced with the massive alien at her back. She felt the captain’s heat envelop her as he leaned forward, his lips brushing her ear.

“What do you think his punishment should be? Locked in the dungeons for the next ten years? Forced to work the mining camps?”

“Is there a punishment where his balls are removed?” she asked, staring Aaron down. He reached for his crotch, and if possible, he paled even further. The man was shaking and she loved every minute of it.

The alien brandished a blade, the silver edge gleaming in the sunlight. “He hasn’t broken a law that would yield that punishment, but I will be happy to take on the task. Any man who cheats on his woman shouldn’t be able to procreate.”

The guards began to swear. “Captain, you don’t want to do this. Even your people would frown on such drastic measures. Incarcerate him if you must, but leave him intact.”

He lowered the weapon. “Unfortunately, they’re right. As much as I would love to do this for you, it’s against our laws.”

“Just let the spineless wimp go.” She turned to face the alien once more, looking up to meet his amethyst gaze. “He obviously never loved me, and honestly, I’m not as hurt as I should be. It’s painful to know he’s chosen someone else over me, and my pride has suffered, but my heart isn’t breaking like it should. What does that say about me?”

The alien smiled at her, a dimple flashing in his left cheek. “It means your heart was not engaged because he wasn’t your… what’s that Earth term? Soul mate?”

When she thought of Aaron’s thin frame and pasty skin, compared to the hunky alien in front of her, she couldn’t remember what she ever saw in the guy. Sure, Aaron was usually soft-spoken and cultured, but he was a sissy. Brielle was tired of sissies. She wanted a real man, a man who could make her feel cared for and safe. She wanted strong arms to wrap around her at night, not spindly arms that couldn’t lift a window without assistance.

“No,” she agreed. “We weren’t soul mates.”

“On my planet, you would be a prize for any warrior. Why have you not taken part in the bride exchange? Your family would be paid handsomely if you should decide to take part. I can promise that you would have your choice of warriors.”

“Terran warriors,” she clarified.

He nodded. “And if you’re into sharing, there are those on my planet who would be happy to oblige you, as long as you were accepting two or more males into your bed.”

Brielle’s breath caught in her throat. She could barely imagine holding on to one of these large males, much less two. She’d heard they were rather well-endowed and worried they would split her in two. She opened her mouth to respond, but snapped it shut. A bride exchange? As of this moment, she had no home. Her family wasn’t about to take her in; they lived in a small cabin in the Kentucky hollows. Growing up, she’d shared a room with her three sisters, two of whom were still living at home.

The alien’s smile broadened. “You’re thinking about it, aren’t you?”

Praise for Brielle and the Alien Geek


 

LR Cafe’s Best of 2015 Awards
Honorable Mention Winner: Best Science Fiction/Futuristic Book

Winner of the 2016 Darrell Award for Best Midsouth SF/F/H Novella!

“The Intergalactic Brides series kicked off to a great start with Brielle and the Alien Geek. Jessica Coulter Smith shows us that whether they are alien or human, a man in love is a force to be reckoned with. The author laid a foundation with the world of Terran that will keep readers drawn in and enjoying the different layers.”

— 4 Nymphs from Amethyst Nymph, Literary Nymphs Reviews

 

“I liked the hot sex, the characters, the word pictures, along with the made up world of Terran that Smith has fabricated, and I think you will, too.”

— 4.5 Stars from Alberta, Manic Readers Reviews

“Jessica Coulter Smith hit a home run with this sweet, passionate, steamy, and witty story of Brielle and Syl. I loved the story and the dynamics of each character and how they fit together.”

— 4 Stars from Nikki, Sensuous Reviews

 


Praise for Victoria and the Alien Doctor

“Terran men know how to make a woman feel special, that is evident in Victoria and the Alien Doctor, the second installment of the Intergalactic Brides series. A sexy go-to guy is hard to resist, so I know readers will embrace Xonos. This story can be read as a stand alone with no problem, but because it’s so captivating, you’ll want to read the series from the beginning. “

— 4 Nymphs from Amethyst Nymph, Literary Nymphs Reviews

 

Victoria and the Alien Doctor was incredibly romantic. It’s a story that makes a reader feel good. If you are having a rough day and need a break from stress and the frenetic demands of life, then this is a sweet book to take a short break with. I’m happy I read it.”

— Xeranthemum, Long and Short Reviews

 

“I like this series. Each is short, but gives us an insight into the Terran world of purple aliens, which Smith has created. There’s some hot sex, some interesting stories, and I think you’ll like these characters.”

— 4.5 Stars from Alberta, Manic Readers Reviews


“Victoria and the Alien Doctor is a wonderfully sweet yet sensual story that will have your heart breaking, rejoicing, laughing, and hoping. I loved this book and Jesica Coulter Smith is an author worth getting to know.”

— 4 Stars from Nikki, Sensuous Reviews

 


Praise for Avelyn and the Alien Daddy

“This is a love story! …the emotional intensity is well worth the read. When you want a sweet, sexy, alien romance this is the one to pick up.”

— 5 Stars from Redz, Redz World Reviews

 

“I have quite liked the gentle, sexy men who woo & mate with their women & make a home here on Earth. I think you’ll like this series a lot.”

— 4.5 Stars from Alberta, Manic Readers

 

“Thrace is on the fence about mixing business with pleasure, though there is no doubt in his mind how pleasurable things would be with Avelyn. He has no idea that Avelyn wants him just as badly. With the ease of breathing, they become the perfect family for Lily and it is so touching. I can’t wait to see what the next story in this series will bring.”

— 4 Nymphs from Amethyst Nymph, Literary Nymphs Reviews

 

“The story is tender, endearing, sensual, and passionate. It is the science fiction version of a story worthy of a Hallmark movie. Absolutely loved it and highly recommend this book.”

— 4.5 Stars from Nikki, Sensuous Reviews

 

Throwback Thursday – The Adorable Snowman by Stephanie Burke #TBT #PNR #shifters

The Adorable Snowman by Stephanie  Burke

Publisher: Changeling Press
Genres: Paranormal Romance
Cover Artist: Karen Fox

Serendipity Collins is minding her own business, driving along in West Virginia in the worst blizzard in years, when a strange creature appears out of nowhere and she runs him down.

Ta is on a mission to get away from the humans who captured him. He only wants to get back to the gate point to find a way home when he meets her — the mate of his dreams. Now he only has to convince her they are perfect for each other… if they can survive the hunters who are after him and battle Serendipity’s own private fears.

Ta is nothing but determined, Ren is nothing but stubborn, but before the storm comes to an end, maybe they will discover a way to make this fairy tale a reality and melt the ice that encases her heart.

Purchase from:

Changeling Press / Amazon / B&N

About the Author

Have You Been Flashed?

It’s the question Stephanie Burke is asking. Stephanie is a multi-published, multi-award-winning wife and mother of two whose unparalleled imagination causes her no end of trouble. From sex shifting shape-shifting dragons to undersea worlds, up to sexually confused elemental fey and homoerotic mysteries, all the way to pastel challenged urban sprites, Stephanie has done it all, and hopes to do more.

Stephanie is co-founder of the charitable organization Write 4 Hope, co-creator of the Japanese Culture and Anime Convention Mikomicon, home-school mom, English tutor, an orator on her favorite subject of writing and world building, a sometimes teacher when you feed her enough coffee and donuts, an anime nut, a costumer, and a frequent guest of various sci-fi and writing cons where she can be found leading panel discussions or researching more and varied legends and theories to improve her writing skills.

Stephanie is known for her love of the outrageous, strong female characters, believable worlds, male characters filled with depth, and interracial stories that make the reader sit up and take notice.

 

 

#NewRelease – Zero Tolerance by @AuthorLynnBurke #BDSM #EroticRomance

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Zero Tolerance
Elite Escorts #4
by Lynn Burke
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Art Work: Jay Aheer, Simply Defined Art
Keywords: Erotic, Romance, Contemporary, BDSM, Suspense

*Warning: BDSM, anal sex, anal toys

 

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As the owner of Elite Escorts, Micah Fox’s material needs are met, but money isn’t everything. Watching his friends all settle down makes him realize he needs a woman of his own. The one thrust into his life, however, is unable to tolerate physical contact. Not exactly the ideal submissive he can dominate. Can he truly be happy without kink in his life?

Faced with her new boss, Jasmine Swift experiences a hunger to touch—and be touched—for the first time in twelve years. Psychological baggage from her childhood has always hindered any hope of a normal relationship, let alone one with a man as dominant as Micah. Passion flares to life between them, however, and Jasmine blossoms under Micah’s touch.

When her past returns to haunt her present, it threatens everything. Love and peace can be found in true submission if only Jasmine can trust her Sir.

BUY IT ON SALE NOW FOR ONLY $2.99 AT EVERNIGHT PUBLISHING!

Evernight Publishing: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/zero-tolerance-by-lynn-burke/

 

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ADULT EXCERPT

Tense silence zapped between us, but she didn’t lower her head like usual when she seemed uncomfortable. Her pale-green eyes peered at me with a hint of question. Insecurity. But the pupils dominated, and the pulse jumped in her neck.

“Have you dreamed about me touching you?” I heard myself ask.

So much for inappropriate.

“Yes,” she whispered.

I wouldn’t touch her, but I wasn’t about to pass up the opportunity to enjoy every fucking inappropriate bit of information I could get passed her lips. “How?”

“You mean how do you touch me in my dreams?” Her low, husky voice rushed the blood to my cock, but I didn’t bother trying to hide the fact she turned me on.

I nodded.

“Gently.” She swallowed, but held my gaze. “With your fingertips until I grow accustomed to your touch.”

“Where do I touch you?” My voice sounded strangled in my ears.

“Here.” She lifted her hand and glanced at her palm.

“Where else? Put your wine down and show me.” I relaxed back into the chair, legs spread, giving her an eyeful of the hard ridge lining my jeans.

Her attention drifted down between my legs, her lips parting on a sharp inhale as her trembling hand set the wine glass on the table beside her. When she sat back, she uncrossed her legs, but kept her thighs together, the darkness beneath the skirt beckoning to me. “H-here.” She trailed her fingers up her arm, over her collarbone where she lingered. Up her neck. Over her lips.

I groaned. “Where else do I touch you?”

She swallowed, gaze still on my cock, and ran her hand back down her neck and over the swell of her breasts.

“Show me.” My Dom voice took over, and she followed the command without hesitation, slipping her hand up inside her tank top.

Lower lip between her teeth, she squirmed on the couch, same as when I’d caught her drooling over sex toys online.

“Is my touch still gentle?” I asked, my attention glued to the hand moving beneath her shirt, hiding one of the hard nipples pressing against the cotton.

“N-not so much.” Her needy tone brought another groan to my lips.

“What else do I do in your dreams?”

Face red, she closed her eyes. “You suck on my breasts. Bite my nipples.”

“And do you like it?”

“Yes,” she gasped and clenched her legs together.

Fucking heaven, I mused, watching her touch her breasts. I’d never wanted a woman so much in my fucking life. “Are you turned on right now?”

She swallowed and nodded.

“Where else do I touch you, Jasmine?”

“D-down there.”

Fuck, yes. “Lift your skirt and show me.” Every tense muscle in my body ached to move, but I held myself still. Waiting.

She didn’t even hesitate, but shimmied the skirt up to her hips.

Pink, fucking panties.

With one finger, she skimmed down the lace covering her pussy from me.

“Goddamn,” I groaned, my own fingers digging into my knees.

She slid her fingertip beneath the edge of her panties and rubbed up over her clit, a gasp parting her lips and tipping her head back.

I found myself stroking my cock through my jeans. “Do I make you come in your dreams, Jasmine?”

“Yes,” she whispered, eyes still clenched shut.

“Show me how.”

With one hand, she pulled her panties to the side. Pink lips glistened beneath a thatch of blonde curls.

Drooling, I stroked myself and stared as she pressed two fingers of her right hand into her pussy.

She moaned, slowly fucking herself with her fingers, hips grinding her against her hand.

“I want to watch you come, Jasmine,” I murmured, lifting my attention to her face as little noises flew past her parted lips. “Open your eyes and look at me.”

Panting, she did as told, hazed, pale-green eyes peering my way. A sharp inhale lifted her chest, and her back bowed off my couch. “O-oh!” Her breath caught again, and she shuddered, crying out. I squeezed my cock to keep from blowing my load in my jeans, my blood rushing and ears ringing as she slowly settled, her breaths slowing. “If you ever decide you want me to touch you for real,” I murmured, “you only need to ask.”

 

OTHER BOOKS IN THE ELITE ESCORTS SERIES:

 

Third Wheel:  https://www.authorlynnburke.com/third-wheel.html

Second Go-Round: https://www.authorlynnburke.com/second-go-round.html

First Time: https://www.authorlynnburke.com/first-time.html

 

ABOUT LYNN BURKE:

 

Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life.

Website: https://www.authorlynnburke.com/

Blog: http://authorlynnburke.blogspot.com/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Author-Lynn-Burke-555282497937461/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/AuthorLynnBurke

 

#NewRelease – One Last Hit by @Maiadylanauthor @evernightpub #LGBT #RomanceBooks

Thank you, for hosting me for, One Last Hit. This novella released in February with Evernight Publishing as part of their Romance on the Go line.  If your readers would like to they can post questions to me on Twitter tag me using @Maiadylanauthor and I will answer them as I see them.

 

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Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Cover Artist: Jay Aheer

Aaron George thought he’d lost the love of his life seven years ago. Right up until he pulled back the curtain of a hospital examination room and found Marshall Armstrong tending to a bullet wound on the other side. Then the night got really strange. They found themselves getting shot at and running for their lives.

Marshall Armstrong had finally come for Aaron. He’d been working toward it from the moment he’d had to fake his own death. Now, just when he had enough money and resources to take Aaron back, Aaron’s father, Franklin George knew his son was alive and that Marshall had a few secrets of his own.

Can Marshall and Aaron get back together as they work to make this one last hit before they disappear forever, or will their shot go wide and leave them with nothing?

**MM

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Excerpt

Aaron growled. “Maybe I’ve gotten better at lying now. I’m way more secretive than I was when you knew me. Everyone thought I was dead. I left the day of the explosion with nothing but our emergency pack. No one knew I was here living my life until recently.”

“I’ve always known where you were,” Marshall answered honestly. “You took the identity I’d had created for you, so I knew where to find you from the moment you left.”

“Then why the hell didn’t you come to me sooner?” Aaron asked in a small voice.

Marshall reached out, wanting to touch him, to ease his pain, but stopped short when Aaron flinched away from him. Not that he could blame him for the reaction at all.

“Franklin is powerful and determined to make the damn Senate. If he had known you were alive earlier, he would have killed you just to tidy up that loose end. He couldn’t have his own son coming out and telling the world what an asshole he is. Aaron, even when I knew I shouldn’t, I kept up with what you were doing. I’ve fucking stalked you from afar for years. What existed between us was real.”

Aaron’s gaze swung to him. “Really? Because I loved you with everything I had and losing you destroyed who I was. Flames were lifting into the air, and gas bottles were exploding and all I could think about was walking straight into that burning building so that I could go with you.”

Marshall’s heart broke at that. “Baby. I am so sorry I had to put you through that. But I had to get you away from Franklin and I knew you wouldn’t go without me. Franklin wasn’t going to let me go, Aaron. I was an asset he had no desire to lose. If we had run together, he would have come after us with everything he had. I knew that the only reason you would go by yourself is if you thought I was dead.”

Aaron frowned. “Why couldn’t we have just left together? If he was convinced that I died in that fire, why wouldn’t he accept it was both of us? Damn it, Marshall I managed to leave that day and no one came looking for me for seven years! I started a new life and fought for a chance to live it. Why couldn’t we have done that together?”

Marshall took a deep breath. He’d known this conversation had to happen, but he hadn’t expected it to be so soon. “He was going to take you away that night, Marshall. He was going to take you from me and use you to control me. Every option I looked at to save you resulted in you being hurt or killed. I was too young, I had very little experience with everything, and I panicked. Making it look like the explosion killed you was the only option I came up with that got you away from him.”

“Why the hell did you stay?” He could hear anger in Aaron’s voice. “You could have gotten away from him at any time.”

Self-loathing threatened to drown him. “I had to make sure you remained safe. And without you, I just stopped caring about anything else. Your father claimed your life insurance, had a funeral, and publically mourned your death. And I did it all with a happy heart because I knew that you were alive and that you were free.”

“But what about you, Marshall,” Aaron asked quietly, “weren’t you worth saving, too?”

Marshall turned to look out at the road ahead. “I may have been then, but everything I have done since, what your father has turned me into, all of it makes me beyond salvation now.

Aaron made a dismissive sound. “That’s bullshit. No one is so far gone that they can’t be saved, either from my father or themselves. You’ve already said that a lot of what you have had to do over the years was at the bequest of Franklin George. It sounds to me that the fault lies with him, not you.”

“But it was me pulling the trigger all those years, Aaron, and not always at Franklin’s request,” Marshall answered, turning to give him a sad look. “It’s me that took money from your father and others to kill the people they most needed eliminated from their lives. And it’s me who has to somehow reconcile everything that I have done since I left you seven years ago so that I can sleep at night,” Marshall took a moment trying to find the words that would explain it. “You could say this is about vengeance with a strong dose of penance for me and that would be a lot closer to the truth, but it would certainly not grant me absolution.”

© MAIA DYLAN, EVERNIGHT PUBLISHING, 2018

 

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Mother, wife, author, and all around crazy…

I write the kind of books that I love to read. Love stories between strong men and their independent soulmates. Usually, their path to Happily Ever After is a bumpy one, but there is always a Happy Ever After.

In the world’s I create there is someone (or two, or three) for everyone!  Love comes in many forms and I believe it is all beautiful and should be celebrated!

I live, love and write in New Zealand, married to my husband of eleven years with two beautiful children who I truly believe were sent as a blessing, but sometimes to try my patience, and I wouldn’t have it any other way!

 

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#CoverReveal TORCH (Dixie Reapers MC) by @HarleyW_Writer #MCromance #newadult #olderhero #EroticRomance #bikers #IARTG

 

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PUBLISHER: Changeling Press
COVER ARTIST: Bryan Keller
GENRES: Contemporary, New Adult,
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I branded her. I kissed her. Then I let her go. Now she’s back, and she’s mine.

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I was seventeen when my daddy gave me to Torch, who inked me, kissed me, then watched me walk away. I was supposed to return after I graduated, but instead I ran. Now I’m back, ready to face whatever fate awaits me. He’s probably pissed, and rightly so. It was only supposed to be a short separation, but three years have passed. I expected yelling, maybe some public humiliation. It never occurred to me he’d kiss me so deeply, so passionately that I’d be begging for more. He’ll be my first, my last, my only…because I’m his, and he’s never going to let me forget it.

Torch:

For years, I’ve kept my distance, watching over the girl I claimed as my own. She wears my brand, and I know it’s only a matter of time before she comes home. I remembered a stunning young woman, but it’s a siren who walks back through my door, all luscious and curvy. There may be about thirty years between us, but fuck if I care what people think. I want her. She’s mine, and I’m going to remind her of that. I’ll take her any way I can, as often as I can, and when I’m done, she’ll never again think of walking out the door. Because what she doesn’t know is that she’s done the impossible…she’s claimed the heart of a man who didn’t think he had one. Now that she’s worked her way deep inside, I’ll rain down hell on anyone who tries to keep us apart. No one’s going to come between us, especially not the man who gave his daughter to me – not even if he has the entire cartel army on his ass.

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Harley Wylde is the “wilder” side of award-winning author Jessica Coulter Smith.

When Harley is writing, her motto is the hotter the better. Off the charts sex, commanding men, and the women who can’t deny them. If you want men who talk dirty, are sexy as hell, and take what they want, then you’ve come to the right place.

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Spotlight: Sin Seduction boxed set #PNR #BDSM #shifters

Meet your next book boyfriend in this sexy box set!

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Sin & Seduction: A Limited Edition Spicy Paranormal & Contemporary Romance Collection

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Featuring New York Times, USA Today, and International bestselling authors, Sin & Seduction is a spicy, diverse collection of paranormal & contemporary, hetero & same sex romance reads designed to ignite fires of passion, love, and romance.

Bursting with sexy-as-sin heroes & devilish heroines, our titillating & romantic tales will seduce you and leave you craving more. Get ready for a passionate and exhilarating ride!

Warning: The Sin & Seduction authors suggest all readers ensure snacks and cool drinks are obtained before starting this collection. Once you start, you won’t want to stop until the last page. Please read responsibly.

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