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Monday, February 27, 2017

Sale Blitz - Ultimate Sin by Clarissa Wild

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Ultimate Sin
A Dark Romance
by Clarissa Wild

Rule #1: Never disobey master’s commands.
Rule #2: Always strive to please your master.
Rule #3: Don’t ever kill your master.

Breaking the rules is the ultimate sin.

All I am is a servant. Rules like these keep me alive. They’re all I’ve ever known.
Until him.
My new master: Marcus Knight, the charismatic and ambitious leader of an underground empire.
A man with a history he vows to destroy.
With his newfound ownership over me, he seeks to atone for his crimes … and to satisfy his wicked needs.
With love, he shows me what it means to belong to him … and it makes me question everything.
I don’t know why he chose me, but it feels too good to be true.
And it is.
Because I’m going to break all the rules.



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 Excerpt:

“You have no idea how much I’ve already sinned,” he whispers against my skin. “But I will claim what’s mine now.”
He proceeds to kiss my collarbone and neck, leaving delicious red marks everywhere, marking me as his. Finally, he stakes his claim. Finally, I can give something truly needed to my Master. And even though I barely know who he is, I know the very basic animalistic needs must always be met. And I am willing. Able. Needy for a Master who will make me feel like I’m in the right place: by his side, as an obedient servant.
“You are so beautiful,” he murmurs, his tongue circling my nipple. “So innocent. So perfectly submissive. You’ll be my undoing.”
I don’t know what he means with that last word, and why he thinks I will be his undoing, but I will do my best to be whatever he desires … Because that’s my reason for existing in this world.
It’s why I want him to take me. Because it gives me a purpose. There is a meaning to my life if I can give it to another.
“Do you still believe I am mad at you?” he asks.
“No, Master.”
“Good, because I want to show you how much I need you, even though I don’t deserve you. I want you to know how important you are.”
He leaves a trail of kisses all the way down to my pussy until he reaches my clit, making me gasp.
“Your pleasure is just as important as mine,” he murmurs, licking me.
I mewl with excitement, unable to keep the sounds at bay as he kisses me there.
He nudges my legs apart and I comply willingly, overwhelmed by the sensations I’m feeling.
“Have you ever been licked before?” he asks.
“No, not as soft as you are doing it, Master.”
He circles my clit and expertly rolls around his tongue between my slit, making me quake on my feet.
“Hmm … so no one has ever made you come this way?”
“No, Master.”
He looks up at me from under his lashes, a hint of arousal in his eyes, and he whispers, “There’s a first for everything.”
“I am yours to do with what you please, Master,” I say, my whole body liquefying from the way he looks at me. Possessive. Greedy.
“This isn’t for me, Ava. This is for you. I want to make you feel good,” he murmurs, and he dives straight back in.
He … he wants to make me feel good?
Oh god. I’ve never heard that before. It brings tears to my eyes.
They quickly evaporate as he licks me more vehemently, teasing me with his tongue. Energy builds up as I struggle to breathe and stay standing, but his grip is firm as he holds me in place. I can feel the heat rising throughout my body, my nipples tightening from the tension that’s building inside me. I don’t recognize this feeling that I experience, the growing lust pooling between my legs.
“You taste so good …” He groans and shoves his tongue up my pussy, making me gasp for air.
“Spread your legs.”

About the Author

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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Saturday, July 11, 2015

Sale Blitz - The Holding You Series Box Set by Jewel E. Ann

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Get your copy of this sexy and emotional love story in one box set for ONLY $0.99!  


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Blurb
HOLDING YOU


Deep breath … I am peaceful, I am strong.


Free-spirited Addy Brecken is Milwaukee’s most talented vegan chef and co-owner of Sage Leaf Café. She has a genius IQ, a padded savings account, an amazing view of Lake Michigan, and a heart that won’t stop beating.


Deep breath … I am peaceful, I am strong.


An early April morning finds her drowning in the seductive fragrance of lilacs and the warmth of the morning sun when she’s nearly hit by a car in front of her café. The peaceful existence she’s desperately tried to maintain after the horrific loss of her family is suddenly shaken by the Range Rover driving, arrogant, sex-on-legs Quinn Cohen.


Deep breath … I am peaceful, I am strong.


A successful, Latino businessman from New York, Quinn has a taste for the finer things in life. A typical playboy, he has the money, the houses, the cars, and the women. Quinn is everything Addy avoids. Where she lives simply and prefers to help the less fortunate, he has no problem spending an obscene amount of money on a briefcase. Their opposite personalities lend to several heated encounters, and Addy finds herself propositioning Quinn for the one thing she never imagined needing … sex.


Offering only her body, Addy tries to keep Quinn at a safe distance from her heart and a world away from her past. Their passion-filled connection makes Addy feel something unfamiliar, alive. But with passion comes more feelings: anger, jealousy, love. When Addy surrenders to the unimaginable and lets go of her past, she’s faced with the impossible … holding on to her future.


Deep breath … I am peaceful, I am strong.


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Holding You Excerpt
“Fine! I’ll call him. But he may have already left for New York.” I requested my phone call, but part of me was hoping he didn’t answer. There was a good chance he wouldn’t recognize the number and therefore choose not to answer.
“Quinten Cohen,” he formally answered.
“Hey,” was all I got out.
“Addy? Where are you calling from?” His voice was neutral.
Thankfully he didn’t sound angry, but I couldn’t detect any pleasure in his voice either.
“Um, well, actually… funny thing happened this afternoon. Mac and I sort of got… arrested.”
There was silence on the other end.
“Hello?” I thought maybe we’d been disconnected.
“I’m still here. I’ll be there as soon as I can.”
“Where are—” I started to ask him where he was. I didn’t want him flying back to Chicago if he was already back in New York, but he ended our call before I had a chance to finish. Then I was escorted back to my cell.
“So, what’d he say?”
“He’s on his way.”
“When will he be here?”
I shrugged. “Twenty minutes, an hour, two days… He didn’t say before he hung up on me.”
“An hour later we were released and told all charges had been dropped. Quinn was waiting for us in front of the police station. I gave him a sheepish smile. “Hi.”
“Hi.” He shook his head in disbelief.
Mac reached Evan and was talking on her cell phone.
“So how was your afternoon?” I went with small talk because I honestly didn’t know what to say.
He squinted his eyes at me. “Busy, yours?”
“Oh, same old, same old. Fed some homeless people, had lunch with my friend, attended a peaceful demonstration, got thrown in jail, nothing too exciting.”
He nodded in thought. “So this is pretty much a normal day for you?”
I hitched my purse back over my shoulder then shoved my hands down into my front pockets while I looked down at my feet. “We don’t always go out to lunch, but other than that, it’s pretty typical.”
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RELEASING ME Blurb
A tragic accident. A hidden past. An unbreakable love.


Never goodbye …


I thought Addy stole my soul.


Her beauty blinded me.
Her heart called to me.
Her touch healed me.


She gave everything and asked for nothing. Then I broke her. The depths of her pain were veiled by the reflection of my own. I didn’t deserve her, but I wanted her––I needed her. In my darkest hell, I heard her voice. That’s when I knew …


Addy was my soul.


Deep breath … I am peaceful, I am strong.


Quinn was worth the risk.


He took away the numbness and gave me unfathomable pleasure. Every emotion felt magnified, every moment felt like the last.


My heart found purpose.
My body came to life.
My soul returned.


His weakness gave me strength, and his past held my future. He saved me by … releasing me.


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Releasing Me Excerpt
Quinn
I kept my back to her as I buttoned my shirt. The sound of her broken voice saying my name fucking killed me. I needed a drink, and I needed to get the hell out of there. She wormed her way under my skin, but I didn't want her there. My mind was such a fucked up mess, I felt bewitched by everything about her: those ocean blue eyes, her cherry lips, the way her long golden hair flowed down her back and over her fucking perfect breasts. Her smell, her touch, her voice … it was too much. I had only one choice––to let her go. I had to get out from under her spell. She made me feel things I didn't want to feel. The truth was I didn't want to feel anything.
"Quinn?"
"Just … stop, Addy!" I yelled in frustration as I shoved my feet into my shoes. Every nerve in my body was on edge. I've got to get the hell out of here.
"Quinn, look at me—"
"Goddammit! Just … shut up. You won, okay? You brought me to my fucking knees, stripped me of my resolve, and left me with nothing. We're done."
All I needed was a drink. I slammed the door and dialed up Chase.
"You apologize?" his smug voice answered.
"Just get your ass over here," I demanded.
"Did you apologize?" His stubbornness grated at my very last nerve.
"Fucking hell, Chase! Yes, she's completely satisfied. Now get your ass in the car and come get me!”
About the Author:
Jewel E Ann
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Jewel is a free-spirited romance junkie with a quirky sense of humor.
With 10 years of flossing lectures under her belt, she took early retirement from her dental hygiene career to stay home with her three awesome boys and manage the family business.
After her best friend of nearly 30 years suggested a few books from the Contemporary Romance genre, Jewel was hooked. Devouring two and three books a week but still craving more, she decided to practice sustainable reading, AKA writing.
When she’s not donning her cape and saving the planet one tree at a time, she enjoys yoga with friends, good food with family, rock climbing with her kids, watching How I Met Your Mother reruns, and of course…heart-wrenching, tear-jerking, panty-scorching novels.