Saturday, February 28, 2015
A snippet from Conquering Lady Claire (The Conquered Brides Collection) #SatSpanks #medieval #romance
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Welcome to Saturday Spankings! Today I'm sharing an excerpt from my medieval novella that will appear in The Conquered Brides Collection along with stories by Korey Mae Johnson, Renee Rose, Ashe Barker, and Dinah McLeod. The collection releases this Tuesday, March 3rd!
Here's a snippet from my story, Conquering Lady Claire:
He squeezed her wrist just hard enough to force the knife out of her hands. It clattered to the floor and for a moment he simply stared down at her, wordlessly beckoning her to trust him. She struggled against his hold, kicking at his legs and flailing around like a woman possessed.
“Release me!” She landed a hard kick and then winced, her foot hitting his armor.
“If you don’t calm yourself, my lady, you will get hurt.” He pulled her arms down to her sides and backed her against the table. “Now listen to me and listen well. I am indeed Lord Galien of Minrova, and your brother the Duke of Leuthold has commanded me to take you as a wife, even to use force against Diterich to remove you from their castle if necessary. We are leaving Hohenzollern now, and if you continue giving me trouble I will not hesitate to exercise my husbandly right to discipline you, Claire. You will behave, my lady, or you will feel the sting of my sword belt on your bare arse.”
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Friday, February 27, 2015
Book Spotlight: Penemuae (The Watchers of Enoch Book 1) by Lea Barrymire #mustread #paranormal #romance
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Please welcome Lea Barrymire to my blog today! She's here to share the details of her hot new paranormal romance, Penemuae (The Watchers of Enoch Book 1).
“You smell so good.” Evelyn buried her nose in Pen’s shirt as he hugged her tight. She couldn’t quite place all the nuances to his scent. Trees and summertime wrapped in cinnamon toast? Whatever it was, it was delicious and so damn perfect. She wanted to have everything she owned smell like him, so when she’d had a stressful day she could roll herself up in a blanket and inhale relaxation.
“So do you,” he mumbled against her hair, while rubbing his chin against her head.
“Can we just stand like this for a while? I’ve had a hell of a day.”
“Sure, cor meum. I will gladly hold you until the end of time if you wish it.”
Time slowed to the rhythm of his heartbeat. Nothing else in the world mattered for the moments she relaxed into his embrace, letting his strength and energy lull her senses into a state of ease. Each breath she took mirrored his, drawing peace into her body. The day’s events slowly slid from her mind, leaving her heart and mind open.
Finally the smell of food invaded her cocoon of contentment and her stomach announced with a loud growl that she hadn’t fed it in hours. She grinned and kissed Penemuae’s chest, pushing reluctantly away from the warmth, patting his shirt before looking up. “Guess I need to eat something before my belly digests itself.”
The smile, full of affection and something deeper, that spread across his face was blindingly beautiful. She blinked a few times to stem the burn of tears. No one in her life had ever looked at her with that mixture of emotions, so openly sharing his feelings. Reaching up and lightly cupping his ears she pulled his head down to hers. She kissed him lightly, pressing her lips to his, and tried to tell him with the touching of flesh and sharing of breath how much she appreciated everything. Two days had opened her heart to something she’d never believed in before. Fated love, soul mates, something deeper than instant infatuation.
Pulling back from her impromptu kiss she found him grinning down at her. She blushed, cheeks heating under the hint of amusement in his dark eyes. Even with what she was sure was a red face, puffy eyes and swollen lips she answered his smile. She felt lighter, had cast off some of the sorrow from the day.
After three thousand years, and more heartache than Watcher General Penemuae can remember, all he wants is an end. Exhausted in heart and soul, he lives to fight the Nephilim and atone for his disgrace, his only objective to rid the Earth of evil. Until the day he meets her. Evelyn, the human woman who shouldn’t have survived, who can see things she shouldn’t, who makes him want things he’s sworn not to desire again.
Face to face with evil, Evelyn finally has to accept there is more on earth than mere humans when she becomes the target of an immortal malevolence. Saved by an avenging angel with eyes dark as night and remorse to match, she finds herself in the middle of a fight she may not survive.
Therefore shall they never find peace…
The temptations of love and lust brought the two hundred Watchers together. When they decided earthly possessions were more important than divine instruction, they were bound to each other, and the Earth, forever as punishment.
The Watchers can feel change coming…
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Lea lives in Western New York with her hubby, three children, and miscellaneous critters. Before the rug rats, she lived a life of adventure, following her husband all over Europe with the US military. She's slept in a car outside Paris, drove six hours just to see tulips in the Netherlands, and knocked ash from her shoes at Pompeii. Now she spends her time in life's adventures at soccer games, PTA meetings and school plays.
Lea has loved reading from a very young age, spending many sleepless nights devouring books. Science fiction and paranormal were her favorite genres to read as a teenager, and that love bled into her adult life. She started writing during a bout of insomnia, to fill time, and found it filled a creative void. Now she communes regularly with the characters in her head and tries not to laugh out loud when they say something funny.
When Lea isn't reading, writing or corralling kids, she enjoys watching movies and sciencey shows, or just kicking back and listening to some music.
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Thursday, February 26, 2015
Welcome to the Cold Nights, Hot Reads Blog Hop, sponsored by the Red Hot Authors Café! The hop runs from Feb. 26th - Mar. 1st. Here are the awesome prizes you could win by entering using the Rafflecopter form below:
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For this hop I'm sharing a snippet from my latest release, Big Blue Valentine, a short sci-fi spanking romance.
Big Blue Valentine excerpt:
Minnie crept through the servants’ corridors, not wishing to run into Queen Terwina. Her mother-in-law gave her a disapproving look if she had a hair out of place. She couldn’t imagine how she would react to see her covered in red spots. Picking up her skirts, she rushed up the winding stairs of the last passage. She flung the door open, preparing to make a mad dash across the hall to her chambers. But after two steps, a large body blocked her path.
A large blue body.
She gasped and her gaze traveled from his muscled blue forearms up to his equally blue face. She had never seen her husband so displeased. Waves of anger radiated from his massive form, and she tried to slink back into the passageway, but he gripped her shoulders and hauled her forward.
“What happened to you, Minnie?” She chanced another glance into his eyes, only to find worry had replaced his anger. He looked her up and down and pressed a button on his wrist communicator.
“No! Don’t call Errtin. He’s already seen me. I’m not sick. It’s just marker.” At his confusion, she clarified. “It’s like paint. I just need a bath. It’s a long story.” She cleared her throat. “You’re, uh, quite blue.”
His dark eyes narrowed. “And you’re in quite a lot of trouble, wife. Let me guess. You made yourself appear ill so Errtin would contact me in Parliament.”
“But I don’t have clearance to—”
“Had I actually gone to Parliament this morning, your efforts would have been too late, and the repercussions would’ve been disastrous.”
Oh, he was right. She imagined the sequence of events that would occur if he’d turned blue in front of all of Erta’Aklann, from investigations to mocking to possible legal trouble for her once she confessed.
“Into our chambers, now.” His sharp command resounded through the spacious hallway.
Big Blue Valentine blurb:
It’s probably not smart to turn a powerful alien prince blue on purpose, but when Princess Minnie thinks her husband, Zak, forgot Valentine’s Day, she impulsively squeezes a lemon slice into his drink. She knows full well the effect lemon has on Aklannians. Now it’s just a matter of time before his golden skin turns a brilliant shade of blue. She plots to have him called back from Parliament so she can confess her naughtiness to him in private, but the scheme blows up in her face.
Prince Zak can’t believe someone slipped lemon into his drink, causing him to postpone his Valentine’s Day surprise for Minnie. But he’s even more stunned to discover his own wife is behind his sudden change in color. Big, blue, and infuriated, he storms through the palace halls in search of his wayward princess. She has some explaining to do.
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Wednesday, February 25, 2015
I'm excited because the wonderful Katherine Deane is here today to make all our fireman spanking fantasies come true! Please give her a warm welcome and be sure to check out the excerpt below from her hot new release, Cassie and the Fire Captain!
"Holy crap, Eric, are you okay?" She rushed forward to shoo the thin, black snake into the woods, away from him. When she turned around, she saw the wide eyes, glazed over look of shock on his face. Oh man, was he turning blue, or was that just funky dusk coloring? Well, he wasn’t breathing.
Shit! Shit! Shit!
"Hey, man, you gotta breathe - snap out of it!" She waved her hands in front of his face, but he continued to stare at the spot where the snake had been. What an idiotic idea! The poor guy had almost picked up the snake, just because she had wanted to play a stupid prank on him and put him in his place.
"I'm so sorry, Eric."
She paced back and forth, frantically trying to figure out what to do. Would he pass out? God how was she going to lug his unconscious body back to the main road. The tears formed in the back of her eyes, and she rubbed them angrily away. Way to go, Cass. Let your pride run away again, and you kill a guy!
She strode purposefully back to the unmoving, unbreathing giant with the dilated eyes, who was starting to look quite woozy. Ok, this always worked in the movies, right? She lifted her hand, and smacked him lightly against the cheek. Nothing. Oh god, he was going to pass out. Time to pull her big girl panties up. She hauled back, and smacked him across the face, as hard as she could. "Yeowch, mother eff'er, that hurts!" she shouted as the red hot pain scorched her palm.
He looked startled, and took in a quick breath, followed by short erratic, choppy ones, before looking at her. "Girl, you certainly pack a wallop,” he muttered, rubbing his red cheek.
"I'm so so sorry," she stammered.
“Not as sorry as you’re going to be.” he grabbed her around the waist.
“What are you – oof!” She landed firmly over his lap when he sat down on the packs.
When twenty-four-year-old Cassie Stevens meets Eric Waters, her town’s hunky new fire captain, she assumes he is way out of her league. Cassie isn’t a beauty queen like her mother, and a mature, no-nonsense man like Eric would never be attracted to a fun-loving tomboy like her, especially considering her penchant for getting herself in trouble. So it comes as a shock when he stops by the diner where she works, steers her out of an altercation with some rude customers, and promptly asks her out on a date.
It doesn’t take Cassie long to realize that she has finally met the man of her dreams, and Eric seems to enjoy her sense of humor and playful ways. But after she pulls a foolish prank on him during their first date, he takes her over his knee for a spanking, and she quickly discovers how much a man’s firm hand can sting when applied to a naughty girl’s bare bottom.
Eric’s attention and affection make Cassie feel more loved than she has ever felt before, and despite her sore bottom, his discipline leaves her aroused and yearning to be his. But just as she’s about to give him her heart, it seems he’s no longer interested. Can Cassie put aside her fears and trust Eric, or will her doubts set off a chain of events which will tear their relationship apart?
Publisher’s Note: Cassie and the Fire Captain is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
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Tuesday, February 17, 2015
Rayanna Jamison is visiting today with the details and an excerpt from her new release, A Perfect Partnership, which is Book 8 of Season 2 in the Corbin's Bend Series. Please give her a warm welcome!
Rayanna before you share your excerpt, can you tell us if you're working on a new book right now?
RJ: I am! I'm working on a book for the third season of Corbin's Bend. It will be the fifth book in Season Three, and it will release in June.
Sounds like a great way to start the summer!
“Come here, Lannea,” he said sitting on the bed, and patting a spot on the bedcovers beside him.
“Why did you come here tonight?” It was imperative to him that they opened the lines of conversation at least enough to discuss the spanking he would give her, and the reasons behind it.
“Because you told me to,” she smirked.
Oh, now she wanted to brat. Obviously, she didn’t plan on making this easy for him. That was fine. Two could play that game.
“I gave you a free pass downstairs, to make all the smart ass little remarks you wanted to, and you had nothing to say. Well guess what, we’re upstairs now, and every little comment you make now is going to make your ass smart a little bit more. Your free pass is gone. Are we clear?”
“Yup,” Lannea breathed, looking a little awed. To be honest, Josiah was feeling a little awed himself. He had no idea where this stuff was coming from- just as he had had no idea where his original threat had came from.
“Yup is not an acceptable response when I ask you a question Lannea. The proper response would be ‘Yes Sir’.”
“Yes Sir,” Lannea mumbled, her eyes downcast.
Josiah frowned. He didn’t like that. He hooked his finger under her chin gently lifting her face until her gaze met his own.
“That’s my good girl, he said, careful to keep his voice soft and approving. “Now, Once again, why did you come here?”
“Because…because you said you would spank me if I came, and…it’s been a long time. A really long time,” she admitted, leaning forward to lay her head on his shoulder.
“How long has it been, Lannea? Tell me the truth.”
“It’s been…probably about three years, since I was in culinary school.”
Josiah nodded gravely. “You need this pretty badly, don’t you? Probably have for a long time.”
Her lip quivered, and he wasn’t surprised to see tears forming in the corners of her eyes as she nodded.
“Tell me Lannea. Say it. I want to hear from you why you need me to spank that perfect little bottom of yours.”
Josiah Jefferson left the polygamist community he grew up in to make a new home in Corbin's Bend. He wanted to find the one woman he could love and spank for the rest of his life. When a summer storm blows beautiful Lannea Paulsen into his life, he sees it as fate and never looks back.
Lannea Paulsen, better known as Laney to everyone but the stubborn Josiah, has had two goals since she moved to Corbin's Bend last year. Save enough money to buy half of The Ginger Paddle, the sushi restaurant she runs with her cousin, and find a strong dominant man who is willing and ready to take her in hand in every way possible.
When Laney puts the business in jeopardy, Josiah comes to the rescue. One thing leads to another and they find themselves in a tumultuous platonic DD relationship. Sparks fly as they both refuse to admit the depth of their true feelings. Will they settle for less than they desire or will they chase after everything they have ever wanted?
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Thursday, February 12, 2015
I'm excited to have the talented Jaye Peaches here today with an excerpt from her hot new release, In Enemy Hands. Take it away, Jaye...
Thank you, Sue, for hosting me today. I’m sharing an excerpt from my latest spanking romance book, In Enemy Hands. Hester has been up to mischief in an attempt to keep the servants from suspecting she is in love with her enemy, Daniel. To create a distraction she has stolen a few essential blacksmith tools.
“What I have to do. Question her.” Daniel circled the kitchen table, hands on hips, eyes on his feet. He needed the farrier’s tools. Without his horse, he could not ride out again the next day and he had his orders. Leicester had fallen and the king was making north from Oxford. He would pass close and Daniel had been tasked with spying on the roads, looking out for Royalist reinforcements. Hester had to confess and tell him where she had put the tools.
“Good luck on that. She is a stubborn mare, I must say. Do you need help?”
Daniel spotted a slight smirk on his subordinate’s face. “No. When the day of reckoning comes, and those in authority hold me accountable for my acts during this abysmal war, then I alone will face the consequences. If I have to use force, then God help me, I shall do so with a sorry heart.” He waited to see if his bluff had fooled Matthew. They younger man patted Daniel’s arm, as if to comfort his endangered soul.
Yet again, Hester had brought commotion to the house. Regardless of her motives, he did need the tools back. If Hester had initiated one of her games of trickery, it was his duty to perform his side of the bargain. Once again, they would do battle and he would appear the tyrant and she, the feisty rebel.
Matthew stole away.
Hester skipped into the kitchen, the hem of her skirts rustling on the stone paving. “Captain, you are back.” She smiled. “You must be hungry. I should find you some food.”
“Later,” announced Daniel and he shut the inner kitchen door, then slid across the bolt.
She watched him, frozen to the spot, as he did the same with the outer door. He’d locked them in together. Immediately, her skin flushed pink and she ceased prattling about food. The window allowed in sufficient light, but due to the moat and orchard on the other side, they were not overlooked.
Daniel opened a drawer and rummaged about. He picked out a utensil and lay it on the old oak table. A long-handled wooden spoon used to stir sauces.
Hester stood mute, her hands clasped together, shaking.
From the cupboard, he chose the cheeseboard. A diamond-shaped wooden slab with a handle in one corner. He patted it on the palm of his hand. It seemed sturdy enough and heavy. He lay it next to the spoon. “What else, do you think?”
“What are you doing?” she whispered.
“I am to interrogate you, Mistress Cavell. There has been a robbery and I believe the primary suspect is here, in this room.” He ran his hand over the surface of the table, sweeping away the crumbs.
“Oh, you know.”
Hester shook her head. “I have been busy—”
“—stealing,” he capped. “Confess, Hester. Matthew is chomping at the bit to be in here and deal with you himself.” Her flushed features blanched and her lower lip quivered. It was unkind of him to threaten her with Matthew. He would never have permitted another man to touch her. He quickly placated her. “Rest assured, I have sent him away. It will be just me to deal with your obstinacy.”
Her eyes opened wide into moon shapes. “You would spank me?”
When the rest of her household flees the family estate during the English Civil War, Hester Cavell, a proud Royalist supporter, stays behind hoping to protect her home. Unfortunately for Hester, she quickly finds that she is no match for a troop of Parliamentarian dragoons, led by Captain Daniel Hasard. Once the dragoons take control of her house, Daniel lets Hester stay with her servants, but he warns her that he will punish her severely if she causes any trouble.
Despite Daniel’s warning, it isn’t long before Hester risks her safety and attempts to sabotage his troops, earning her a long, hard switching on her bare bottom. But as the weeks pass, she begins to realize that the man behind the enemy uniform is loving, intelligent, and kind, and she can’t help but grow more and more attracted to him. Daniel returns Hester’s affection, and while they remain enemies by day to protect her reputation, they soon become passionate lovers by night.
Not wanting the servants to guess at their games, Hester continues to make a pretence at mischief, and Daniel continues to punish her sternly. But when a servant at last finds out the truth of their relationship, will it bring an end to their newfound romance, or will Daniel cast aside politics and allegiances and ask for her hand in marriage?
Publisher’s Note: In Enemy Hands is an erotic novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
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Tuesday, February 10, 2015
Please give Kallista Dane a warm welcome! She's here today to share the details as well as an excerpt from Captured and Examined, her new erotic romance that has a little bit of everything: science fiction, adventure, time travel, lots of spanking, and medical play, oh my!
Before we get to the good stuff, I have a question for Kallista. Do you recall how your interest in writing originated?
KD: I’ve written stories since I was a little girl. My Dad was my biggest fan. He’d gather the whole family together – grandparents, aunts and uncles and cousins – and read my latest story to them. Fortunately, I wasn’t writing erotica back then! But his support and encouragement meant the world to me.
Aw, that's so sweet of your dad!
Captured and Examined excerpt:
She kicked him then, right in his bad knee, with Remy’s hard boot. Quinn crumpled, sagging down onto the hard slab of stone behind him. He swore and pulled her face-down across his lap.
“If you were a man, I’d knock you cold for that, wait till you woke up, then knock you cold again.” As he spoke, he was yanking the jeans down, exposing her bare bottom. “I can’t beat you up, but I certainly can blister your ass.” His hand cracked down on her left buttock, then on her right. Tess shrieked and fought like a wildcat. But he simply shifted his position, trapping her legs between his.
“You’re going to tell me the truth this time,” he growled. “Or I swear I’ll whack you till you can’t sit down for a week.”
Tess began beating on his thighs with both fists. Quinn grunted and captured both her wrists in one hand, pulling them behind her back. Then he smacked her again, the sharp slap of his open palm against her bare flesh echoing through the countryside. She let out a howl.
Quinn spanked her harder, settling into a pitiless rhythm that had her ass glowing a brighter red than her hair in no time. First one cheek, then the other, all the while punctuating his punishment with a nonstop stream of orders.
“You’re going to stay right here, bent over my lap with your ass bared, and we’re
going to do another interrogation, this time my way. I’m going to ask you questions and you’re going to answer me. No games, no bullshit. If you don’t tell the truth, you’ll get spanked some more. I’m not going to stop until you convince me that you’ve told me everything you know about what happened the other night.”
Captured and Examined blurb:
When her father tries to force her to marry fat, old, drunken Owen Leary to preserve the family lands, Tess O’Rourke runs away from home. She gets lost on the heath in the midst of a ferocious storm and loses consciousness, only to awaken in a cave, naked and shivering, staring into the eyes of a handsome stranger. To her dismay, the man questions her in an unfamiliar language and then spanks her bare bottom when she tries to run away.
After computers all over Europe are hit with a crippling attack, Quinn, an ex-Navy SEAL now working for NATO’s cyber-terrorism squad, is dispatched to the Irish coastline in search of the problem’s source. It is there that he discovers a naked Irish lass hiding in a cave near an ancient stone outcropping. After she attacks him and attempts to flee, he brings the defiant girl back to his headquarters with a well-spanked bottom. Once there, his medical team conducts a thorough examination, leaving his captive deeply humiliated and even more determined to escape. Quinn has no intention of letting her go until he gets the truth, but Tess speaks only Gaelic and seems to know nothing of modern day life, and hard as it is for him to believe, over time Quinn becomes convinced that she has somehow been transported from the past.
With each passing day his feelings for the feisty redhead grow stronger, and when he discovers that his superiors plan to lock her up indefinitely and study her like a lab rat, Quinn risks everything to rescue her. But can he keep her safe long enough to unravel the mystery that brought her into his life?
Publisher’s Note: Captured and Examined is an adventure and erotic romance novel that includes spanking, sexual scenes, medical play, anal play, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
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Like my ancestor Scheherezade, I cannot sing or dance or paint. I have but one talent. I am a weaver of words. I love to tell stories of strong women and the even stronger men who suddenly show up in their lives when they expect it least and need it most.
As a little girl I was afraid to take risks. As a woman, I’ve walked on the Great Wall of China, gone scuba diving in underwater caves, and skied a black diamond run in Vail. But the greatest risk I’ve taken is putting my naughtiest secret fantasies in print.
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