Tuesday, 1 October 2019

New Release: 'Hope' by Seelie Kay

Hi there,

Today I have great pleasure in introducing you to Seelie Kay, who's latest novel, 'Hope' was released recently. In case you haven't met Seelie before, here's a little about her:

When not spinning her kinky tales, Ms. Kay ghostwrites nonfiction for lawyers and other professionals. She resides in a bucolic exurb outside Milwaukee, Wisconsin, where she shares a home with her son and enjoys opera, gourmet cooking, organic gardening, and an occasional bottle of red wine.

Ms. Kay is an MSwarrior and ruthlessly battles the disease on a daily basis. Her message to those diagnosed with MS:  Never give up. You define MS, it does not define you!

Author links:

And a short interview to give you more insight into Seelie and her writing:

Q.  Why do you write romance?

Q.  Do you prefer a certain type of romantic hero?

I adore smart, dashing gentlemen who aren’t afraid to live on the edge. They can be a bad boy, a billionaire, a prince, or a secret agent. That hint of danger just hooks me! However, I also love strong, independent women who aren’t afraid to fight for what they want, even love.

Q.  Why did you write “Hope?”

Hope Ali has been a minor character in past books and has made no secret of her desire to join the Agency. She had to grow up first. Now she has and it’s time for her story. She enabled me to tackle two issues: The number of people who are “disappeared” for opposing governments and leaders, and post traumatic stress disorder. In this book, Hope helps rescue a writer in the UAE who has been put under house arrest for authoring a book exposing the ties of the ruling families to gunrunning and terrorism. Unfortunately, Hope gets attacked and is broken, mentally and physically. This very vital, strong woman must find her way back from that traumatic event and the path is not easy. It is a story of courage and survival.

Q.   How does your former profession as a lawyer impact your writing?

My friends say I am obsessed with justice and I guess that’s true. After 30 years, the law and the legal world are so firmly embedded in my brain that I can’t flush them out. That has become the lens through which I view the world and that naturally guides my characters and plots. Injustice infuriates me, but it also leads me to great stories!

'HOPE' by Seelie Kay

At only age twenty-two, she’s the best Probie the Agency has ever had—until her past catches up with her, leaving her devastated and broken. Without hope.

No one knows what they’re made of until they’re broken. At the tender age of twenty-two, Hope Ali has finally joined the organization of her dreams, the Agency, an elite group of attorneys who go undercover to right wrongs the law can’t. The requirements are stringent, the training exhausting.

After seeking asylum in the United States when she was sixteen, Hope and her father, Sheikh Harun Ali, settled in a quiet Wisconsin town, hiding from those who had placed a price on their heads. Still, she excelled, finishing her university and law school education by the time she was twenty-one.

Now, after breezing through the Agency training program, Hope appears to be indestructible—until she is assigned a simple task during the rescue of an author among the disappeared in the UAE. The task? To distract the woman’s captors until she can be spirited out of the country.

Unfortunately, a member of MISix has other plans. In an attempt to disrupt the Agency’s mission, she tips off one of Hope’s enemies, alerting them to her location. Hope manages to lead the author’s captors on a merry dance, freeing others to rescue her, until she is unexpectedly confronted with a violent angry mob intent on harm.

She is left bloody and broken. No one knows whether Hope’s body or her mind will heal. Suddenly Hope is no longer just her name. It is also the one thing she must embrace to find her new normal.

Dianna smiled. “This is your new obstacle course. It’s called The Ballbuster. Obviously, the other one wasn’t challenging enough for you, so I thought we’d try something else.” She smirked. “What’s the matter, not up to it, Probie?”
Hope scowled. “I thought you were my friend.”
“When you’re on Agency grounds, I’m your trainer and mentor first. You know that, Hope. My job is to make sure that when in the field, you can overcome every obstacle. Failure isn’t an option. Failure could mean death.”
Hope snapped, “Don’t you think I know that? God, everyone seems duty-bound to remind me of that every damn day. I’m not a child. I know my limits. I know my weaknesses. You don’t have to bludgeon me over the head with a cudgel.”
Dianna’s expression hardened. “Here’s the thing, Hope. The second you begin to believe that you can overcome every obstacle put in front of you is the day you should quit. Confidence is one thing. Feeling that you’re omniscient is another. Out in the field, fear is what drives you, and it could very well be what saves you. I don’t need you taking stupid chances because you think you’re Wonder Woman, able to thwart every threat. I need you to calmly assess each situation and rationally weigh the risks. You need to know when to walk away. Just as you need to know when a risk is worth taking. You have no real superpowers, woman. And you need to remember that. That’s why you’re on probation until we’re confident you can survive, Probie.
“This job isn’t about physical skill. It’s about being able to clearly, quickly, and competently analyze the risks. What I see right now is a young woman without fear, willing to take on any roadblock. I need you to recognize your limits and work around them. There is no shame in admitting defeat. And there most definitely is no shame in asking for help. That’s why each obstacle has a kill bell. Hit that and the exercise stops.”
“And then what,” Hope muttered. “I get kicked out?”
“No, then we step in and help. This Agency leaves no man or woman behind, Hope. They proved that to me when I was sent to Bolivia. The minute I sent out the Bat Signal, they began putting together a team to extract me. They saved my life.”

Coming soon to all other major booksellers!

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Thanks so much for being my guest today, Seelie. It's been lovely having you here. Thanks to you, too, reader, for joining us, I hope you enjoyed taking a look at this hot new release.

Take Care,

Monday, 25 February 2019

New Release: 'Xander''s Heart' by Scarlett Flame

Hi there,

I'm thrilled to welcome back Scarlett Flame, who has a new release, Xander's Heart.

My latest book is now available for pre-order at the reduced price of 99 cents / 99 pence until the 26th of March. Publication is the 19th of March

This is a modern day Gothic romance

The Blurb:

Xander wasn’t your stereotypical vampire. Far from it. Living in Gothic splendour on the outskirts of Whitby. Savage and Dominant by nature he goes after what or who he wants with ardour and passion.
Especially once his eye is set on his soulmate. His chosen one … Ellenor.

A human that he has been watching and waiting to approach for years. He steps forward when he senses she is in danger from a supernatural being.

Bringing her into his world at full tilt.

A world of Domination and submission.

Spanking and bondage.

Of werewolves, shifters, ogres and faeries.

Of mages, magicians and sorcery.

A world where a deadly apocalyptic magical war is approaching.

Both Xander and Ellenor have major roles to play but are they up to the challenge?

A new series from award winning author Scarlett Flame.

**Sexual Content
**Suitable for ages 18 and over

Universal Link: books2read.com/XandersHeart

First Beta Review on Goodreads

 (Goodreads Author),


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Emma's review 

it was amazing

Having read this for a honest review I was enraptured so on the edge of my seat laugh out loud great read I loved the way the characters blended so we'll and how I've been left wanting more from the fabulous Scarlett Flame

You can now add this book on Goodreads

You can find Scarlett on Goodreads

Thank you so much for being my guest today, Scarlett. And thank you, reader, for joining us.

Friday, 25 January 2019

Tina Donahue: 'Submission' , Surrender Series Book 1 - LATEST RELEASE

Hi there,

Sorry I've been out of action on here for quite a while. What better way to start back than to introduce you to one of my lovely author friends, Tina Donahue?  Here's a little about the lovely lady if you haven't come across her yet...

Tina is an Amazon and international bestselling novelist who writes romance for every taste – ‘heat with heart’ – for traditional publishers and indie. Booklist, Publisher’s Weekly, Romantic Times and numerous online sites have praised her work. Three of her erotic novels were Readers' Choice Award winners. Another three were named finalists in the EPIC competition. One of her erotic contemporary romances was chosen Book of the Year at the French review site Blue Moon reviews. The Golden Nib Award at Miz Love Loves Books was created specifically for one of her erotic romances. Two of her titles received an Award of Merit in the RWA Holt Medallion competition. Another two won second place in the NEC RWA contest (different years). Tina is featured in the Novel & Short Story Writer’s Market. Before penning romances, she worked at a major Hollywood production company in Story Direction.

Amazon author page: http://amzn.to/1ChWFkO
My page at TRR: http://bit.ly/1vb7eEc
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Here's news of Tina's latest release...


(Surrender – Book 1 – Reverse Harem)by Tina Donahue


Three powerful men will ensure her submission…
Surrender is the lifestyle club where professional women seek alpha males to dominate and pleasure them. A concept Bree envisioned from the moment she fled her impoverished past. However, dreams don’t come easy. To fund her wanton Malibu club, she needs partners.
Enter Lucius, Tav, and Cody, three wealthy and imposing males who know what they want and that’s Bree, stripped and submissive to their will. Bad boy Lucius has billions but what’s money when the right woman isn’t at his side to pleasure him sexually, while he uses her in the most provocative ways. Laid-back Tav isn’t so easygoing between the sheets, his dominance irresistible. Cody’s an adrenaline junkie, enjoying extreme sports in and out of bed.
Hot and kinky play is on the sexual menu, pulling Bree deeper into a shameless fantasy that can’t possibly last. Until and unless she’s willing to offer her heart. 


Lucius pressed close, his thighs to hers, his hand cupping her neck. “Like this?”
He captured her mouth, their lips fitted perfectly, his bristly cheeks scraping hers, tongue plunging inside.
Gawd. She sagged against him, powerless to resist his strength, scent, and taste. Something minty but also unique, a flavor belonging to him alone.
She gripped his lapels, needing them to keep steady and to get closer. The moment she had, she ground indecently against him.
A breath couldn’t have slipped between them, her breasts crushed to his chest, not allowing her to inhale fully.
Who the hell needed air?
He deepened his kiss, taking rather than asking, using, enjoying, his roughness a thrill rather than something to worry about, and precisely the behavior she required.
Yet she still desired more.
Once she pulled the leather tie from his hair, she drove her fingers through his thick, silky locks.
A lusty grunt rose from deep within him.
She’d rarely heard a better sound.
He tempered his passion, gentling the kiss.
That was awesome too.
They enjoyed each other as she’d wanted from the moment they’d met, her feelings for him building each time he smiled at her or they shared laughter she’d tried to avoid, their friendship deepening despite her attempts to keep an emotional distance. During those empty days when she’d denied herself physical contact, she never would have believed a kiss could be so wondrous.
The world faded away, sounds retreating, leaving them clinging to each other, savoring closeness and intimacy.
Wasn’t enough. If possible, she would have crawled inside his mind, heart, and soul. Barring such nonsense, she stopped herself from coming on too strong.
He struggled for breath, the same as her, then pulled his mouth free and gulped air.
Lucky him. She couldn’t draw in enough to clear her head.
Tav slipped his arm around her waist and pulled her into him.
Whatever air she’d taken poured out and mingled with his, his mouth on hers, tongue slipping inside, his beard rasping her skin.
Her knees sagged, bumping into him, his fresh, woodsy scent surrounding them, bringing to mind a forest, reclining on fragrant grass, leaves floating down, sun winking through countless trees to bathe their naked flesh.
She wreathed her arms around his shoulders, wanting him as a shelter against doubt and everything bad.
Holding her in a firm but gentle embrace, he angled his mouth for greater penetration, his passion as deep as Lucius’s, yet also carefree. As if necking with her here was the most natural thing in the world, even though she’d kept her distance when they’d worked together. Not once sharing a meal unless they bumped into each other at lunch in the employee break room. 
Those times had prepared her for now, their intimacy exciting yet comfortable and necessary.
Unable to resist, she pushed his tongue from her mouth and filled him instead.
Rather than protest, he allowed her to enjoy his clean flavor and suckled her deep.
She hadn’t expected anything less from him. Tav took life as it came, greeting whatever was in his path. For the moment, she was his sole focus and wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.
He eased her closer, his strength impressive yet subdued. His effort at containing it, making him tremble.
She wanted him as unleashed as Lucius would be.
And Cody.
He separated her from Tav.
“Hey, I wasn’t finished.” Tav shot him a look.
Cody shrugged. “You are now.” He grasped her wrist.
Surely, he wasn’t going to kiss it. He’d never seemed the romantic type to her.
And wasn’t now.
After he’d trapped her against the wall, he held her wrists above her head and cupped her breast.
Her nipples peaked, straining against her suit jacket.
He thumbed one rigid tip, his lime fragrance and sweet breath stoking her desire.
She wrapped her leg around his and pressed against him.
His grin spoke volumes. “Bad girl.”
“You think?”
“I know.” He brushed his lips over hers, their softness and heat striking, his smooth cheeks a balm, his tantalizing foreplay increasing her excitement.

Whoever thought wild monkey sex was the only way to go for a good time hadn’t experienced this.

Thanks so much for being my guest today, Tina, it's always lovely to have you here. Many thanks to you, reader, for your company. Please come back soon.  Take care,

Monday, 30 April 2018

New Release: 'Safe Haven' by Clair de Lune

Hi there

Today it gives me great pleasure to introduce Clair de Lune, who has recently released the 6th book in The Blood Red Rose Club Series, 'Safe Haven'. This story brings you lots of new characters to meet and a few old ones to catch up with.

Clair would like to invite you to post any questions to her on Twitter using the hashtag  ClairdeLune#clairdlunebooksand and she will answer them as she sees them. Feel free to also leave comments at the end of this post.



[Siren Menage Amour: Erotic Contemporary Consensual BDSM Menage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, HEA] 
Sometimes dreams do come true, even if it takes a little time and a lot of patience.   
When Dougal Strathairn rescues Aileas Munro from a drifting yacht, they are attracted, but wary of getting too involved. Then she meets Dougal and his brother, Davie, in The Blood Red Rose Club, and she's willing to try the ménage she's always dreamed of, but it's not all plain sailing. The men are used to being pursued for their looks and wealth, while Aileas was abandoned by a controlling Dom and lost her baby.   
All three of them have to put the past behind them, and learn to trust again to get the HEA they want.


“Hello, Virginia, it’s Aileas. Sorry I haven’t phoned sooner.”
“Hello, Aileas, love. Is there something wrong? You sound odd.”
“I’m just a bit shocked. You remember I told you I was going out with Richard?”
“Yes. Don’t tell me he hurt you…”
“No, love, he didn’t. What he did do was almost get us both drowned.”
“He told me he was an experienced sailor, so I went out on the yacht with him. To cut a long story short, he was lying and we had to call out Sea Rescue.”
“Goodness. Were you hurt?”
“Not at all. Don’t worry.”
“How was the rescue?”
“They were very quick to respond, and it was all over before I knew it. Virginia, do you know Dougal?”
“Yes, of course. He’s a member of the club and…”
“I just knew it. He’s a Dom, isn’t he?”
“Yes, love, he is. Don’t tell me you fancy him?”
“Yes, I do. He’s gorgeous.”
“He is, but don’t get your hopes up. It’s not that I’m not delighted you’re showing an interest in a man, at long last, but he’s canny and well known for being hard to get.”
“I don’t know him at all yet. So, I don’t have any hopes. Do you know anything else about him?”
“Yes, quite a lot. Do you have time to chat?”
“I’d love to, but I have an online conference with a client in ten minutes. Talk to you later. Bye, Virginia, love.”
Virginia looked at her phone and grimaced. By the end of the conversation, Aileas had sounded so cheerful. I have so much to tell her. She needs warning, too. I don’t want to see her hurt again, but I can always phone her tomorrow. What can happen in a day, after all?
Virginia called Aileas several times over the next week, but Aileas never had time to talk.
“Sorry, Virginia, love. I’m rushed off my feet this week. The couple of days I took off after the rescue just have to be made up. I shall be back to normal next week, I promise. We can have a long chat then.”

* * * *

It was just over a week later when the promised chat took place, when Virginia phoned Aileas.
“Aileas. I’ve been thinking. It’s about time you got back into the lifestyle. There’s an open night at the club next week. Why don’t you come along?” Virginia asked. Aileas heard the concern in her voice.
“You know why, Virginia.”
“But you love the lifestyle. Why let that bastard spoil it for you? In any case, it’s highly unlikely that he’ll be at our little open night. All of the Doms and subs will be friends of the members. You’ve met a lot of the usual members socially, so you know most of those who will be there. I can’t see Lucifer as a mate of Kyle’s, can you?”
Aileas had to smile. The thought of Lucifer, with his high moral code, tolerating the mean and nasty Kyle was preposterous. Nevertheless, she didn’t want to risk running into Kyle ever again.
“Yes, that’s true, but…”
“Just come along and try. I’d love to have you in the club with me. If you are uncomfortable, you can leave at any time,” Virginia urged.
“Well, I suppose that would be okay,” Aileas said, hesitantly.
“Yes, of course it would, love. What do you have to lose?”
“If you put it that way, how can I refuse?”
“The member Doms will all be looking out for you, too.”
“Then I will try. How long have I got?” Aileas asked.
“Next week. In fact, it’s ten days away. Why?”
“I need new fetish clothes, Virginia, love. Is it a themed evening?”
“Oops, I was forgetting. Yes, it’s sci-fi.”
“That sounds interesting. What are you going as?” Aileas asked.
“Uhura from Star Trek. Valkyrie is going as Spock or Captain Kirk. He hasn’t decided yet.”
“Well, that gives me some time to plan. I want to come up with something spectacular.”
“Great. I can’t wait. I’m sorry, Aileas, I forgot to ask, how are you now?”
“You asked the other day, Virginia. I’m fine. I’m trying to resist hanging round the Sea Rescue station.”
“That much of a hunk, was he?”
“Oh my, yes. Tall, broad, commanding with muscles like steel.”
“‘He’? Which one of the brothers do you mean?” Virginia enquired.
“There’s more than one?”
“Oh yes. Dougal is the coxswain, but his brother, Davie, is in the rescue service, too.”
“What’s he like?”
“Davie is much like Dougal. The same sleek glossy black hair. They both have the dark blue eyes of the true Celt. Davie is an inch or two shorter than Dougal, but his chest is just as spectacular. You wait until you see the two of them together.”
© Clair de Lune, Siren Publishing, 2018

Davie grinned. “It seems Virginia is on our side,” he said as he pulled her into his arms. He began to kiss her slowly and sensually at first. His tongue stroked the seam of her lips and pushed gently until she opened her mouth tentatively to allow him entry. His arms tightened around her, and he pulled her closer as his tongue explored her mouth, tangling with hers. She felt herself growing hot and aroused. She responded to his kiss, pressing her soft body against his hard, lean one. She could feel his arousal as he ground his hips against hers. Slowly, he ended the kiss and set her from him.

 Her senses were reeling and her legs wobbled, but Dougal caught her in his embrace and steadied her. He took her face between his hands and covered it with light kisses. She moaned her appreciation, and then he took her mouth. As his lips descended on hers, he clasped her in his arms again and held her tight. Her heart thudded and the blood sang in her veins.

This is too much. I want it to stop. I can’t bear so much pleasure, but I want it to go on forever. Maybe it’s because I haven’t kissed anyone for years. His soft lips nibbled hers and as she opened her mouth, he deepened the kiss, ripping away all power of thought. He lifted her up into his arms and carried her upstairs into one of the private rooms. Dreamily, she looked about her and liked what she saw. He laid her down on the red cotton sheet, her head and shoulders propped on the banks of pillows.

“Do you have a safe word?”

“Yes, Sir, it’s Coriander,” she said.

“Why?” Davie asked.

“Well, I can’t stand the stuff, so it seemed appropriate.”

The brothers laughed. “Don’t hesitate to use it,” Dougal said.

* * * *

Dougal undressed Aileas slowly, taking off the filmy, see-through top to reveal the black satin bra, which did such a great job of displaying her generous breasts. He gestured to Davie, who released the suspenders and rolled down the sheer black stockings. Dougal knew he’d take his time and use the opportunity to caress her lovely legs. He heard her gasp and smiled to himself. She wore a black satin thong edged with black lace. Her skin was a beautiful creamy white and felt like satin to the touch. She was flushed and panting in her arousal. He and his brother loved to take their time undressing a sub. It aroused them both. His cock swelled at the sight of her almost naked.

“That costume looks so good on you, “Davie said. “The contrast of your creamy skin and the black, especially is pure poetry.”

Dougal smiled. Ever the charmer, Davie had a way with words. Aileas seemed to like that. Dougal looked at the thong and saw, peeping out just a little at either side, the strawberry-blonde curls. He knelt beside her on the bed, bending her knees and removing her thong. She gasped as he pushed it ever so slowly down her legs. She couldn’t help arching her back and offering herself to him. He was delighted to see her reaction. His face being inches from her pussy, he could smell her arousal. He breathed in deeply, intoxicated by her scent.

He was certain Aileas was going to mean so much to both of them. He felt a connection to her that he hadn’t felt with any of the other women they’d shared. When Davie had praised her looks, Dougal had heard a different tone in his voice, and he’d realised that Davie was aware of it, too. She was special. Dougal had known that from the first moment he saw her, but he was wary. However, he wouldn’t be satisfied with just a scene in a BDSM club. He wanted to know her better. He knew she was unhappy, and he wanted to protect her. That would all be resolved later. Now, he wanted to enjoy all that she had to offer them both. He tangled his fingers in her strawberry-blonde curls and pressed one long finger deep inside her. He caressed her, and she moaned. He withdrew his finger and licked her cream off it.

“You taste even better than you smell. I can’t wait to get my mouth on you.”

He pressed his finger into her again, and, as he licked her cream from his finger afterward, he trapped her gaze. “You taste so good. I need more, take pity on a starving man,” he said. Davie was caressing her legs and although it was such sweet agony to wait, this was the way they made love to their subs. He needed to stretch out the moment tonight to make it extra-special, and it seemed his brother was of the same mind. He’d knelt at the other side of her and was nibbling and suckling her breasts. Once again, her back arched and she moaned. She was wet, her satin-smooth skin tinted a delicate rose in her arousal.

Davie rolled her over onto her front and winked. They both bent to place tender, wet kisses on her shoulders and her back, down to her delicious little bottom. Dougal grinned as she squeaked and jumped at an unexpected nip of pain. As he’d expected, Davie hadn’t been able to resist sinking his teeth into her behind. Nothing loth he joined his brother and then nipped, licked, and sucked his way back up to her neck. One of Dougal’s chief delights was to nuzzle the neck of his sub, nipping at her ears and blowing softly into one ear then the other until he drove her wild. Aileas was so responsive that he prolonged his caresses. He knew that Davie would want to return to her breasts, so he turned her onto her back and gazed in admiration. She had large, round, firm breasts, with delicate dark-rose areolas and pert pink nipples. Reverently, they took one breast each, and cupped, caressed, and finally squeezed, rolling her nipples in long, strong fingers. 

Dougal watched their tanned hands contrasting vividly with her creamy skin. Dougal could see, reflected in her big eyes, the wonder at the sensations they were producing. He glanced at his brother, and together they bent and each took a hard nipple and sucked. Dougal felt her draw in a breath. He suckled harder, flicking his tongue over her nipple. She writhed in their grasp. She clung to them, and her little sobbing moans made his cock so hard it was painful. He released her nipple and groped for condoms in the basket on the bedside table. He tossed one to Davie, who was still latched onto her breast. Dougal couldn’t wait any longer. He ripped the foil and smoothed the condom over his dick. He positioned himself between her legs, placing his erection at the entrance to her pussy. She lifted her hips, opening for him, and he pushed into her. She was hot, slick, and welcoming. She wrapped her legs round his hips, and clasped his cock with her internal muscles.

“Please, fuck me, please.”

 © Clair de Lune, Siren Publishing, 2018

 Author bio:

I live in Dumfries and Galloway in Southern Scotland, although I was born in South Yorkshire. I spent many happy years teaching, and when I retired I became bored with just the domestic routine.

My youngest son challenged me to write a novel of my own, and I wrote Initiation, book one in the Prometheus in Chains series. Since then writing has become an important part of my life. It’s been like a roller-coaster ride, and a very pleasurable one at that. When I sent off my first book to Siren, I had no idea what I was setting in motion. I joined Facebook, something I never dreamed I’d do, but I have made many good friends on there, some readers and some fellow authors. Writing has certainly changed my life.

I would love to hear from you and I always answer e-mails or contacts on Facebook.

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Thanks so much for being my guest today, Clair, and for bringing news of your fab new title. Thanks also to you, reader, for joining us. I hope you're as intrigued as I am by 'Safe Haven' and that you will contact Clair for more of her steamy novels.

Take Care,