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Sunday, January 15, 2017

Book Blitz & Giveaway - Wicked Bride Games by Clarissa Wild

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Wicked Bride Games
Clarissa Wild
Publication date: January 10th 2017
Genres: Erotica, Romance, Suspense
Fifty million dollars for three weeks of your life in the hands of a total stranger. Would you do it?
When Naomi Lee finds herself out of a job and out of the money she needs to pay her father’s medical bills, she receives an anonymous letter, containing an offer she can’t refuse.
Max Marino, a wealthy businessman, wants her and he’ll pay any price.
Three weeks of her time, no-holds-barred, in exchange for fifty million dollars.
With no other means to pay her bills, Naomi has no choice but to accept.
However, Naomi isn’t the only one who signs the contract.
And Max isn’t alone in his deal.
Three brothers …
Nine girls …
All competing for the ultimate prize … marriage.
Let the games begin.
WARNING: contains explicit situations, dubious consent, graphic violence, and other disturbing content. Includes scenes involving multiple men & women being dirty together. Every boundary is crossed. Read at your own risk.

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EXCERPT #1:

“Don’t you understand that I’m the only one here who gives a shit about you?” he growls.
I try to shove him away, but he won’t let me go, so I slap him instead.
He releases me from his grasp, and I step back, watching him with a hawk’s eye. He touches his face with his hand, his fingers grazing his beautiful skin, and it’s at this moment that feels most vulnerable. Most afraid. Because whatever he’s going to do or say next isn’t good, and it’s my fault.
“I …” I stutter.
He comes toward me, and I stumble backward until the balcony is right behind me and there’s no way to flee. He’s got me cornered, and his eyes predict thunder, but I’m afraid I can’t handle the electricity.
I close my eyes, expecting the inevitable.
Instead, he grabs my face with both hands … and he kisses me.
He fucking kisses me.
And I don’t even fucking pull back.
What the hell?
His lips smash into mine, and he ravages me without holding back. I’m helpless to stop it—not because I can’t, but because my body doesn’t want him to stop. His tongue dips out to lick my lips, coaxing me to open my mouth and let him in. I do, without hesitation, and he claims my mouth and tongue like it’s always belonged to him.
I’m completely stunned. I can only stand here and allow him to conquer my mouth, even though it makes no sense. I should hate him for putting me through all this. I should push him away and fight back. But I don’t … and I hate that more than I hate anything.
In a moment of clarity, my lips unlock from his, and I lean away, staring at him because I can’t believe that just happened.
I’m not exactly the kissing type … but that was amazing. And wrong. So fucking wrong, I might’ve even liked it.
“I told you I only want you. It’s the truth,” he whispers, his voice heady and sultry. My lips still tingle from his kiss, and I can feel the excitement surging through my body. Goddammit.
“I don’t give a damn if you slap me. I probably deserved it.”


EXCERPT #2

Her hands are trying to grasp me to roll me over again and get her on top, but I’m not letting her get close. Instead, I pin her to the floor and fuck her even harder. She opens her legs even farther and moans when I take her nipple between my teeth and tug.
I know she likes what I do … but she can’t help always trying to be at the top.
It’s what we do.
Who we are.
Fighters.
Winners.
Conquerors.
And in each other, we’ve found our match.
Her hand reaches between her legs, and she furiously starts masturbating as I fuck her pussy raw. She’s so tight and wet that I lose control, and I close my eyes for just a second to enjoy the sensations.
Only to find me rolling around again and having her end up on top of me. She slams me down on the floor and holds my hand down harder as she swivels around on my cock. She brings her blood-soaked finger to my mouth and makes me suck on it. One of my hands is free, and I use it to flick her clit, making her moan out loud.
A few seconds later, her eyes roll into the back of her head, and I can feel her muscles tighten all around me. Wetness coats my cock, and I come undone.
Howling, I come inside her, my seed pulsing deep into her pussy, just like it should.
She holds my hand in place over her clit, as if to signify that it belongs there. That she’s not only mine, but that I’m also hers.
Breathing heavily, she slowly falls down on top of me, my cock still inside her. She rests her head on my chest, and I listen to her breaths as she listens to my heart. I pet her hair, which is still slick from blood and sweat, and I wonder if this is the best sex I’ve had in my entire life.
“Is it over now?” she mutters suddenly.
I smile as she lifts her head with a curious look on her face. “Yes, it is … and you won.”

Author Bio:
Clarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author, best known for the dark Romance novel Mr. X. Her novels include the Fierce Series, the Delirious Series, the Stalker Duology, Twenty-One (21), Ultimate Sin, Viktor, Bad Teacher, RUIN, and Wicked Bride Games. She is also a writer of various erotic romances. She is an avid reader and writer of sexy stories about hot men and feisty women. Her other loves include her furry cat friend and learning about different cultures. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, reading tons of books and cooking her favorite meals.
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Tuesday, June 28, 2016

Release Blitz & Giveaway - Bad Teacher by Clarissa Wild

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Title: Bad Teacher
Author: Clarissa Wild
Genre: Contemporary Romance
 Release Date: June 28, 2016



Blurb

My name is Thomas and I’m always hard.
No really, that’s my last name. Thomas Hard, the pleasure is all mine … literally.
I can’t help it that my name suits me well.
You know what else suits me well? That girl sitting across the bar, with her lips right where I tell them to be. I want her, and when I want something, it’s gonna be mine.
One night. No names. No phone numbers. Just me, her, and pure pleasure.
Except, that one girl turns out to be the biggest mistake of my life.
Why?
Because I broke my cardinal rule …
Never bang a student.

*Author’s note: Don’t like reckless decisions & unbridled screwing? Don’t love girls that are obsessed with ice cream, rainbows, and unicorns? Don’t enjoy a bit of corny humor sprinkled on top? Then this book is not for you. And last but not least, if you hate cats with giant jewels … Don’t even bother.*






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He reaches into his pocket.

Something inside starts to vibrate.

I squeal.

Everyone turns around.

Thomas places his finger on his own lips and shushes me.

“Don’t make a sound.”

“What the fuck?” I say.

“Shh … not so loud. You don’t want everyone here to know you have a butt plug in your ass, do you?” he whispers.

“Is that thing vibrating? Oh, my god.” My pupils dilate and then I growl, “You’re doing this.”

“Yes, I am. I needed to make a point here.”

“What point?” I shudder and clench my legs from the vibration, which pulses through me, causing delicious thumps.

Fuck. How am I supposed to concentrate on the conversation? How am I supposed to eat my damn venison if I can’t lift a damn fork without shaking?

“You are mine, Hailey. Whether you think you are or not doesn’t matter. When I say you’re mine, you’re mine completely. No one, and I mean no one, is going to touch you. I don’t share what belongs to me.”

“I don’t belong—”

“You belonged to me the moment I stuck my tongue into your pussy, and you know it,” he growls softly. “You think I’m playing around, don’t you? I’m not. I may not want to define whatever the fuck it is we’re doing here, but that doesn’t make me any less of a greedy motherfucker. And I am fucking greedy when it comes to you. That’s a problem of mine that I’m willing to admit now, having you on my mind every goddamn second of the day, wishing I could stick my tongue in your pussy and then my cock until I hear you scream my name. I also finally came to terms with the fact that I am one jealous asshole, and you won’t like me one bit when I’m jealous, Hailey, so don’t you make me one by letting other boys get a taste.”

I’m baffled.

I don’t even know what to say.

Completely fucking speechless, that’s what.

And I don’t even know if I’m supposed to take this as a compliment or a threat.

Judging by the sensations between my legs, I guess it’s good either way.

Not that I still have a choice in the matter. The more he talks, the more I want him to shut up and kiss me.

Now, I know what Lesley means when she’s talking about alpha men. He’s the prime example.

“Did you understand all that, Hailey?”

“Um … yes? I guess?” I say, licking my lips from the tightness in my ass that I’m suddenly very aware of, considering we’re in a restaurant.

The vibrating increases in intensity, making me squirm in my seat.

“Not. Good. Enough,” he growls. “Tell me exactly what you won’t be doing.”

“I won’t be seducing guys or letting anyone else touch me.”

“And?”

“I belong to you, even though we aren’t boyfriend and girlfriend.”

“Exactly. And when I ask you to tell me something, you will tell me.”

“Fine, yes,” I whisper, breathing heavily through my mouth to cope with the increased pleasure I’m feeling down below. Goddamn. It feels so wrong inside a restaurant.

“Yes, what?” He pulls the item from his pocket and shows it to me. “Or do you want me to turn this up a notch?”

“Yes, Sir!” I say, a little bit louder than intended, causing people to turn their heads.

He smiles wickedly. “Good.”

The vibrating loses its power, but it doesn’t stop completely.

“Why are you doing this?” I mutter. “We’re in a fucking restaurant.”

“I don’t care where we are. I will give you pleasure whenever I want, wherever I want. Because… let’s face it, that wasn’t really punishment, was it? Tell me the truth.” he muses, placing the item on the table in full view. Goddamn, it feels like a jab. Like he knows he owns me or something. Of course, he does. I know it too. I just wish I could own him too.

I sigh and pat my dress, trying to regain whatever’s left of my self-control. “Yes, Sir … I kinda liked it.”

“Hmm … that’s my good girl.”

Just those words … they do something to me.

Especially the part when he says ‘my.’

It makes my stomach flutter.

Thomas picks up his fork and takes a few more bites before putting it down again. Then he looks at me, at my plate, my fork, and points. “Are you done?”

I nod, trying to act as normal as possible while my ass feels like it’s on fire.

“Then let’s get outta here.”

“But we haven’t had dessert yet.”

“Oh … I know.” He grins. “We’ll get to that part soon.” He casually waves at the waiter. “Bill please!”






Author Bio


Clarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author, best known for the dark Romance novel Mr. X. Her novels include the Fierce Series, the Delirious Series, Stalker Duology, Twenty-One (21), Ultimate Sin, VIKTOR, and Bad Teacher. She is also a writer of erotic romance such as the Blissful Series, The Billionaire's Bet series, and the Enflamed Series. She is an avid reader and writer of sexy stories about hot men and feisty women. Her other loves include her furry cat friend and learning about different cultures. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, reading tons of books and cooking her favorite meals.


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