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Wednesday, March 8, 2017

Book Blitz & Giveaway - Dirty Wife Games by Clarissa Wild


Dirty Wife Games
Clarissa Wild
(Indecent Games #2)
Publication date: February 28th 2017
Genres: Erotica, Romance, Suspense

* This is a Standalone novel *
A scorned wife on the run, and a stalker who follows her every move… Match made in heaven? 
After being forced to marry a tyrant, Hyun Song flees his home in a desperate attempt to save what’s left of her dignity … and her life.
Now on her own, she tries her best to move on with her simple life. But she quickly realizes she can’t escape her past … and that she’s not alone …
He watches her through her window.
Sends her indecent notes.
Stalks her everywhere she goes.
He wants her badly, and when she finally lets him in …
It’s time for the wife to play a dirty game. 
Author’s note: This story contains sensitive content that may be upsetting to some readers.


EXCERPT:

On a cloudy day, the sun bursts through the sky, blinding me, and it was at that moment of squinting as I held my hand above my eyes that I first laid eyes on her.
A young girl with hair as black as soot, dancing in the park and waving her hands, with a smile so pretty it could stop hearts. Her face one I would remember for the rest of my life.
She was frail and thin, just like I was. We were kids, playing in the park, just like everyone else. But this was no normal encounter. Not to me.
On my little bike, I drove in circles, gawking at her, always trying to catch her attention, but she never looked my way.
The only thing she could focus on was showing her parents a new trick she’d learned. Jumping rope twice in a row. Playing hopscotch while covering her eyes. A new dance.
Every week, she came here. Sometimes, it was on different days.
And because she was here, so was I.
You see, a boy always knows exactly when he’s met the girl he’s meant to be with.
She was that girl.
She didn’t know I wanted to get to know her.
That I even existed.
But even at such a young age, I knew … deep down in my heart … that she would be mine. One day.
If I could muster the courage to approach her.
Only if.
Because I wasn’t a courageous little boy. On the contrary, I was a bumbling, shy, and quiet boy, who always sat in the back of the class, daydreaming of another life. Busy with the stories I was penning down on the pages of my notebook.
I wasn’t the kid to walk up to a girl and ask her to play with me.
No, I was the kid who silently watched her from afar … admiring her beauty. Her will. Her devotion toward her parents and her ability to keep the hope alive that they one day might care.
Because her parents never seemed happy.
They never laughed or smiled when she did her special thing.
They never talked to her, other than to tell her no.
They never even acknowledged her, except for when it was time to go.
And honestly, it surprised me they even came to the park that often. I guess keeping up appearances was that important to them.
I should’ve known that before it was too late.
Before I realized that one day was going to be the last day she’d come to the park; the day she was sent to boarding school. Before I knew I may never see her again.
But I did know one thing …
I would never give up finding her.
Even if it took me a lifetime.


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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, February 28, 2017

Release Blitz & Giveaway - Dirty Wife Games by Clarissa Wild




Title: Dirty Wife Games
Series: Indecent Games #2
Author: Clarissa Wild
Genre: Dark Erotic Suspense
Release Date: February 28, 2017



Blurb

* This is a Standalone novel *

A scorned wife on the run, and a stalker who follows her every move… Match made in heaven?


After being forced to marry a tyrant, Hyun Song flees his home in a desperate attempt to save what’s left of her dignity … and her life.
Now on her own, she tries her best to move on with her simple life. But she quickly realizes she can’t escape her past … and that she’s not alone …

He watches her through her window.
Sends her indecent notes.
Stalks her everywhere she goes.

He wants her badly, and when she finally lets him in …
It’s time for the wife to play a dirty game.


Author’s note: This story contains sensitive content that may be upsetting to some readers.

ALL BOOKS CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE.
Indecent Games Series:
Wicked Bride Games: Naomi’s Story.
Dirty Wife Games: Hyun’s Story.






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Excerpt

My breathing is shallow, ragged, as I silently watch her look up at me with those doe-like eyes. She’s magnificent, so innocent … so ripe for the taking.

I don’t know if she’s ready for me … but I can’t return to where we were before.

Her eyes are skidding across the room, and then they zoom in on me. Her lips part but no sound comes out … yet.

I place a finger on my lips and shush her softly, a devious smile lingering. I whisper seductively, “Don’t make a sound. We don’t want the neighbors to hear.”

I prowl closer, approaching the foot of her bed without taking my eyes off her. I feel like an animal, raging with hormones that beg me to fuck her. But I have to take it slowly, so I don’t scare her.

But as my knees touch her toes, she pulls them back, drawing the blanket back too. I can see her sucking in a breath when I lean over and place my hands on the bed.

She watches my every move as I hover over her legs, my mouth salivating from the mere anticipation of tasting her. Her bare feet are in front of me, and I bend over to kiss the top, my fingers softly sliding up her leg. Her skin erupts into goose bumps.

I bite my lip and kiss her ankle, gazing up at her to see if she’s still looking. I want her to see everything I do… everything she makes me do.

Just as I watched her, I want her to be a spectator now.




Excerpt 2


“Are you scared of me?” I growl, thrusting my fingers up her pussy.
No words. Nothing except soft moans and eyes that roll into the back of her head.
I know exactly how to play her.
How to make her do exactly what I want her to do.
“I’m a killer, Hyun,” I growl into her ear, pinning her harder against the tree. “And I want to fuck your brains out.”
I rip down my zipper and pull my dick out without even taking the trouble of pulling down my jeans. I’m so damn hard right now, and I need to be inside her.
So I grab her wrists, pin them together, and push my cock against her entrance.
“We’re in a cemetery,” she mutters.
“I don’t fucking care. My cock fucking wants you, and it’s going to claim you now.”
I push deep, burying myself in her wet pussy. And god, does it feel good.
Like an animal, I fuck her from behind. Hard. Fast. Beastly. With no remorse or regret.
And I fucking love how wet she is for me. How, after all this, I can still fuck her because she’s mine and mine alone.
Her skin is so damn wet from the rain; my tongue dips out to lick the drops off her skin. She moans softly, and I take it as a sign to start rubbing her again.
It feels so wrong, fucking in a cemetery, but it’s hot too, in a kinky way. I pound into her, pumping all my pent-up rage into her. I can’t control myself anymore, and I wouldn’t even want to at this point. All I want is to watch her come. And when she does … it’s magnificent. So beautiful is that look of pure desperation washing over her, rain still splattering onto her skin.
I feel her muscles around my dick, squeezing, making me wanna come.
So I pull out and push her back down, forcing her to bend over. That’s when I blow my load all over her naked pussy and ass. Groaning, I keep coming, all over her, squirting myself empty over her holes.
And it’s the best fucking feeling in the world.




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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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Monday, January 23, 2017

Cover Reveal & Giveaway - Dirty Wife Games by Clarissa Wild




Title: Dirty Wife Games
Series: Indecent Games #2
Author: Clarissa Wild
Genre: Dark Romance
Release Date: February 28, 2017



Blurb

* This is a Standalone novel *

A scorned wife on the run, and a stalker who follows her every move… Match made in heaven?


After being forced to marry a tyrant, Hyun Song flees his home in a desperate attempt to save what’s left of her dignity … and her life.
Now on her own, she tries her best to move on with her simple life. But she quickly realizes she can’t escape her past … and that she’s not alone …

He watches her through her window.
Sends her indecent notes.
Stalks her everywhere she goes.

He wants her badly, and when she finally lets him in …
It’s time for the wife to play a dirty game.


Author’s note: This story contains sensitive content that may be upsetting to some readers.

ALL BOOKS CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE.
Indecent Games Series:
Wicked Bride Games: Naomi’s Story.
Dirty Wife Games: Hyun’s Story.






Pre-order Links






Unedited Excerpt

From the living room I can hear the shower run. I step closer to the only light source in the house, my heart practically beating out of my chest from excitement. She’s so close, I could almost taste her. I could almost take her.

I shouldn’t.

And yet, I can’t stop myself from inching closer ever passing seconds.

It’s like my feet gravitate towards her. My mind can no longer stop my body from approaching, even if it’s wrong on all levels.

I watch her shower. Through the curtains I can see the silhouette of her body, and sometimes skin peeks through the gap. Her body looks like silk, so smooth. Her olive skin so deliciously appetizing, I want to lick it.

I stop myself before I go too far.

I already went past the moral line when I came all over her window.

Standing near the door to her bathroom, I admire her from a distance, listening to the sound of the water cascading down her skin. She massages herself with oils and the scent is intoxicating. I feel the warmth prickle on my skin and in this moment I wonder if she’ll ever want to truly know me.

If it’d ever be okay to talk to her.

To get to know her.

To be with her.

The more I watch her, the more I want from her. I’m physically incapable to stay away. I feel my best when I’m close to her. I only desire to give her everything she needs. I don’t want to hurt her, and yet I know she has every reason to fear me.

She’s fragile, emotionally drained. Used by wrong people.

I also know her man smacked her around like a wet rag.

He likes beating things senseless. It makes him feel powerful. Better than her.

Calling the cops is useless, they’re in his pocket, and she knows that too. That’s why she never did a thing to stop it. That’s why she ran away from him.

She ran and ran …

But both of us know, you can never run away from a lie.



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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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Thursday, January 12, 2017

Book Blitz & Giveaway - Wicked Bride Games by Clarissa Wild


Title: Wicked Bride Games
Series: Indecent Games #1
Author: Clarissa Wild 
Genre: Dark Romance
Release Date: January 10, 2017


 

“Wicked Over the top Wild!!! This story had my head spinning! The twists, turns, and thrills just kept coming from beginning to the end!! I LOVED IT!!” - 5 Stars Reviews from the Heart
“Without a doubt, this book has to be one of the most depraved stories I've read...I came away from it feeling twisted, filthy and bloody loved every second of it! *I'm officially twisted!*” - 5 Stars Ladies Living in Bookland

“That was just all kinds of twisted, dark, down right dirty and I loved every minute of it.” - 5 Stars Bloggers from Down Under











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 disturbing content some readers may find offensive. Includes scenes involving multiple men & women being dirty together. Every boundary is crossed. Read at your own risk.





Excerpt #1-
His hand is suddenly on my leg, slithering upward. “Tell me you don’t like me.”

“I don’t,” I say with an indifferent voice.

But all he does is burst into laughter.
“You can fool them, but you can’t fool me.” I suppose by them, he means the other girls.

“It’s true,” I add, trying to make it more believable.
His laughter stops, and his face turns dark. “No, it’s not.”

“I hate you,” I say.
His fingers curl around my thigh in a possessive manner. “Lie.”
“What do you want me to say?”
“The truth. Be brave.”
I shrug, trying not to let him get to me, even when he does. “I just want the money that you offered me.”
“Uh-huh …” His fingers inch up even further until they’re right below my pussy. “But you need to marry me for that. And for me to want to marry you … I have to pick you.” He leans in and whispers in my ear, “So you’d better start giving me a reason to want to marry you.”
I suck in a breath as his tongue wets my skin, drawing a line from my ear down my neck. I’m trying not to shudder; honestly, I am, but this motherfucker makes it so hard for me to ignore my body’s response to his touch.
“Admit you like being touched by me … Maybe I’ll pick you if you do,” he whispers, pressing a kiss to my neck.
“Fine. I can’t deny the physical reaction my body has to your advances.” I glance at him sideways. “Happy now?”
His lopsided smile makes me shake my head. How am I supposed to keep resisting his charms when he keeps looking at me like that? Like I’m the only one of the eight girls he really wants to get to know?
“It’s a start …” he muses.
“Why are you so intent on me being attracted to you? Is it that important? I mean you have seven other girls waiting in line, dying to get that fifty million—”

“I don’t want them,” he interrupts, and he reaches for a strand of my hair and tucks it behind my ear. “I want you.”
Excerpt #2 -
I take a sip of my whiskey on the rocks and stare at the crackling fire in front of me. My chair feels like a damn cage, holding me back from where I’m really supposed to be. This room where my brothers scheme and laugh as they play a game of pool on the green table in the back. Their noise distracts me from my goal.
Getting Naomi to submit as quickly as possible and making her pick me.

My grip on the glass tightens as I bring it to my lips and take another sip. This drink is the only thing that relaxes me when I’m stressed as fuck. I can’t help it; when I have to share with my brothers, things always get tense. We always want the same thing. Someone has to lose … and this time, it isn’t going to be me.

“So you’ve got a favorite yet?” Anthony asks Devon as he shoots a ball into the hole.
It takes Devon a while to answer. “No … not particularly.”

“I do …” Anthony muses, playing coy.
“Who?” Devon asks.

“That girl … with the olive skin and dark, thin eyes …” I can see him smile, and it makes me want to smash his face in with my glass.
“Hyun?” Devon makes a face. “I never pegged her to be your type.”
“Nah, the other one …”
I turn my head around the corner and growl, “Stay away from her.”
My brothers both look my way, but only Devon opens his mouth. “What’s your problem?”

“Stay. Away. From. Her.” I just give them the look. That look. The one we’ve learned to respect from one another. The one that says … I’m going to kill you if you touch what’s mine.
Excerpt #3-
Stacey’s gags and heaves make me peek through the corner of my eye, and I can see the terror on her face as Devon face-fucks her like he’s in a hurry. He thrusts so fast she can barely keep up, and her makeup is a mess. Then he smears his dick all over her face, spreading her own saliva until she’s covered in goo, only to thrust into the back of her throat again with full fervor.
“Is that what you want?” Max murmurs, grabbing the back of my head and tilting it. “Do you want me to fuck your brains out? Because I can … if you ask nicely. I just thought I’d go easy on you, but if you’re not satisfied …”

“I am … very satisfied,” I muse, and I show him my fingers which are covered in my own wetness. He bends over, grabs my hand, and sucks on my fingers, moaning as he pulls them out again.

“I can taste your arousal.” He grins and adds, “Make yourself come. I want to see your face undone as I come down your throat.”
He slides his cock down my throat, which is surprisingly easy. I’ve never had a man who tasted this good—even his pre-cum, which sticks to my tongue. All it does is make me hornier, and for some reason, I don’t find what Devon and Anthony are doing so repulsive anymore.

The way Anthony grabs Latisha’s neck and squeezes it until she can’t breathe, while his cock his still deep down in her throat, only makes me rub myself harder. That kind of power over a human being … I can almost taste it, feel it in the air, as it electrifies my body.
But then I see Devon slapping his cock against Stacey’s face, and it makes me want to bite.

“Lick it faster,” Max says, pulling me back to his domain. “And show me how you please your pussy. I’m keen to learn.”
I lift my dress for him to see my wet panties.
Even the girls who aren’t being face-fucked look at me as I finger myself.
I know they probably think I’m crazy. Maybe I am. But I’m about to come, and there’s no stopping the force that’s these three brothers. I just hope I can handle them all … because I know that sooner or later, they’ll come at me all at the same time. I just know it. They’re that devious.
Max takes a fistful of my hair and shoves his cock farther inside my throat. “Take it deep, Naomi. I want you to feel how badly I’ve waited for this moment.”
He thrusts in and out of my mouth until his base reaches my nose, and I can smell his skin.
“Fuck,” he groans, pulling back again as his dick bobs in my throat. He grabs my face with both hands and forces me to look at him. “When I thrust back into your mouth, you come. Understand?”
After I nod, he slams back in again with full force. At the sound of his loud moan, I come undone. I shiver as my body convulses, my pussy releasing in bliss. An explosion in my mouth follows, along with a long, drawn-out howl from Max. His cum shoots into the back of my mouth, and I can feel it run down my throat. It tastes like the devil’s cum—so good, so sinful.
Excerpt #4-
As we sit on opposite ends in my limo, I can’t take my eyes off her. Her olive skin glistens in the sun as it shines through the window she’s looking through. She hasn’t looked at me since she slid into the car with me. I wonder if she’s upset about my proposal, if she has any regrets … whether she’s preparing for what’s to come.
She should.
This isn’t just some ordinary deal, but she’ll find out soon enough. Then again … she isn’t an ordinary woman either.
I admire her from a distance, but my fingers can’t help but reach for her face. I gently slide back a few strands of her black hair and tuck them behind her ear. Her eyes flash as she turns her head, her face still completely blank. I wonder what’s going on inside that brain of hers. If it’s just as beautiful as her body in that skirt.
I can’t wait to peel it all away, layer by layer, until nothing is left.
My hand caresses her cheek gently. She doesn’t lean away, even though I expected her to, with her feistiness. Instead, her lips tip up into a smile. How strange … and delightfully pleasant.
“Why are you smiling?” I ask.
“For a man who can do anything to the woman sitting next to him, you sure do pick an awfully sweet gesture,” she muses, making me smile too.
“That’s because I’m savoring you for as long as I can before—” I cut myself off before I say too much. I don’t want to upset her. At least, not while I’m in her vicinity. She’d probably kill me if she knew, which is why I won’t say a word until we arrive at our destination.
“Before what?” She frowns.
“Nothing.” I pull my hand back and clear my throat. “Ignore what I just said.”
Her mouth twitches, but she keeps it shut, thankfully. Although I can definitely see her thoughts just from the scowl on her face. I snort.
“What’s so funny?”
“Like I said, nothing,” I say, shrugging.
“Well …” She stares at her nails and rubs one of them profusely. “If this is how it’s going to be for almost an entire month, then I guess this is going to be easier than I thought.”
I raise a brow. “How so?”
She smirks. “Because not talking is boring as fuck.”
I laugh. “Miss Lee … if there is anything you do need to know is that these weeks are going to be anything but boring.” I lean in so close, I can smell her perfume. Roses and a hint of honey. I close my eyes and take a whiff. Then I look up at her with half-mast eyes, barely able to contain myself. I’d rather just bite her in the shoulder for trying to taunt me, but I won’t. I’ll keep it civil … for now.
“I will entertain you thoroughly,” I muse, as I grab her hand and kiss her palm.


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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