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Wednesday, September 6, 2017

Cover Reveal & Giveaway - Caged by Clarissa Wild

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Title: CAGED
Author: Clarissa Wild
Genre: Dark Romance
Cover Design: Booming Covers 
Release Date: September 26, 2017
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Blurb

They call me savage. An untamed beast.
I was born in the cage. Born to fight. Born to carry its name.
Locked away, I’ve spent years waiting for my mate.
I'm pent up with need. Brimming with desire.
All I want is her... That beautiful girl from the picture on my prison wall.
Now she’s finally here, sharing a cell.
So close. So hard to resist.
But one thing’s for sure…
Even if she doesn’t know it yet, she’s already mine.

 WARNING: Contains disturbing content that may be offensive to some readers.



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Excerpt

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When I come to again, the first thing I feel is a roaring headache. My lungs burn when I breathe through my mouth. A metallic taste lies on my tongue, and I swallow to make it go away, but it lingers. Everything hurts. My head. My mouth. As if I’ve been hit a couple of times … but I can’t remember a thing.
And when I open my eyes, I’m still so dizzy; I can barely make out a thing.
It’s dark as night. Not a single light surrounds me except the one at the far end of the room.
The room … with no windows.
No plants.
No sunlight.
Nothing.
All I can see is a gray concrete wall surrounding me.
I try to get up, but my feet don’t feel like they belong to me, and I struggle to get anywhere. But I don’t give up. I keep crawling across the floor, hoping to make it to the light, just so I can see where I am.
But I can’t.
Not because my muscles gave up.
But because I physically, literally can’t.
Between me and the light … is glass.
I turn around, trying to find a way around it, but there’s no crack. Not a single one in all the glass surrounding me. Not even at the top as I try to stand on my toes. Nothing … but glass.
A cage.
My heart stops beating.
The panic rises again, bubbling to the surface.
I open my mouth and scream but no sound comes out except for a faint sigh.
Just like always. My voice was taken from me a long time ago. And I know no matter how hard I try that no one will hear me.
Where am I? Who was that man? Where did he bring me and why?
With my back against the glass panes, I sink to the floor.
I can still barely make out my environment or feel my own skin. I’m numb from the drug he gave me and numb from the shock.
But I still don’t cry. I close my mouth and stop breathing. I stop moving. Like a rock, I stay put and pretend I’m not there.
Why?
Because something across the room, not far from me, still captures my attention.
Something lurking in the dark behind the glass.
I’m not alone.



Excerpt 2
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My thumb brushes over the reflecting image of a girl with hair so white it could blind a man like me. Licking my lips, I stare at her delicate shape in the white dress, her soft posture as she leans into the green lushes around her, and the way she wistfully stares at the blue sphere above her head. One moment is all it takes to capture her beauty. And I know I’ll have a lifetime to discover it.
I smile, cocking my head. “Her.”
That’s all it takes. That one word … and she becomes mine.
I can’t stop staring at her eyes … those soul-crushing blue eyes that seem so pure. So vulnerable. Unlike me.
But when the image is snatched out of my hands, my smile immediately dissipates. I turn my head and watch him take the pictures down from the glass, one by one, until nothing’s left but a gray stone mass behind it. No life. No green. No blue. No nothing.
I sigh out loud.
A hand touches my shoulder, squeezing. “Don’t worry … You’ll see more than just a picture soon.”
The hand disappears, and I’m left alone again in my cold, dark space.
But one thing has changed.
Me.



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, Ruin, Unprofessional Bad Boys, Indecent Games, and FATHER. 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, March 9, 2017

Release Blitz & Giveaway - Double Trouble by Coco Cadence

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Title: Double Trouble
Author: Coco Cadence
Release Date: March 9th, 2017
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/34449217-double-trouble

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Synopsis:
A well-built, hung mechanic moves into your neighborhood.
Not one … but two. Twins, to be precise.
What do you do?
You stare, of course. And maybe drool a little too.
My whole world turned upside down the moment those two hunks moved into the house next to me.
Why? Because they’re actually fighting over me.
It’s too good to be true, and it makes me do something stupid …
I let both of them have me.

Double Trouble is a short, smoking MFM menage story about a sassy girl and two boys who know what they want and take it. Lots of swearing and dirty talk with a sweet HEA. Be prepared: You’re going to need a fan to cool yourself off.


 Excerpt:
Abs the size of mountains.
That’s what I’m looking at right now.
Sweaty, glistening skin and muscles thick as rock. A guy with a chiseled jawline and a body to match it, moving boxes to a new home. Right next to mine.
Holy fucking Christ.
I peer over my shoulder like an owl, trying not to be conspicuous about it as I stand on a ladder and wash my windows. Totally not dangerous or anything. I just can’t keep my eyes to myself. Or my mind out of the gutter, for that matter.
Oh, boy, how badly I want to lick those fine abs.
Suddenly, I see another one just like him appear from behind the truck. The shock has me twitching. The ladder shakes, and I squeal as I tumble off.
But I don’t just land in the soft grass. And I don’t see the sky or the sun above me.
All I see is abs.
Abs all around me.
Sweaty, toned abs. If this isn’t heaven, I don’t know what else it would be.
“Are you all right?” one of the guys says, and my attention is drawn to his mouth.
Beautiful lips. God, so precious, I almost want to touch them. Almost. I barely manage to keep my fingers down.
Nodding, I look into his pristine blue eyes and say, “Yeah. I’m okay …”
Could I sound any more like a doozy?
His arm is around my back, and he helps me sit up on the grass. “You sure? You made quite the fall.”
I rub the back of my head and check for any wounds, but there’s nothing. “Yeah … I just tried to lean too far to the right on the ladder.” I try to chuckle it off, even though I know I’ve been caught staring.
“Washing the windows, I see,” he muses as he looks at the soap and water gathering between my legs. I quickly shove the sponge away, but it’s too late; my pants are soaked.
He laughs and holds out his hand. When I grab it, the fierceness in his grip has my body trembling as he pulls me up to my feet.
“Dax Huntington. Pleasure to meet you.”
Pleasure indeed …
I lick my lips to swallow down the tiny bit of drool that was there.
“Kayla Davis,” I reply when I notice I’ve been staring at him.
Right when he releases my hand, another guy just like him walks up to us. I’m not kidding on the likeness. They are like twins. I can’t even tell the difference.
“Who’ve we got here?” the guy says.
“Kayla, this is Dean.” Dax points at him with his thumb and then slams his lips together.
“Hey, beautiful,” Dean says, dropping a box right in front of his brother.
“Smooth …” Dax whispers, making me giggle.
“Shut up,” Dean muses, as he grabs my hand to shake it. His grip is just as strong as Dax’s. “Nice to meet you, Kayla.”
“Aren’t you supposed to bring the boxes inside?” Dax says.
“Yeah, but I thought … why not say hi to our neighbor first?” Dean says, raising his brow. “But you can bring that one inside if you’d like.”
Dax gives him the side-eye. “Excuse me. I’m trying to see if she’s hurt, all right?”
“From your grip? Nah, you aren’t that strong.”
Dax shoves him. “Shut up.”
“Hehe, so you all right, Kayla?” Dean asks. “I saw you fall off the ladder, and it looked like it hurt.”
I nod, but then he suddenly leans in and plucks a strand of grass from my hair. His cheeky smile is the only thing I can see as he lets go of the grass and it drifts away with the wind.
“If you need any help with that, I’d be glad to take care of it for you,” he says.
“Uh …”
Help with that … all I can think about are his lips. And Dax’s.
Jesus, I can’t tell them apart, and it’s driving me mad. They are both too delicious to put into words, but I shouldn’t get this distracted.
“I meant with your windows,” he adds, making me blush.
“Oh, no, it’s fine.” I laugh it off like it’s no big deal, but honestly, I am embarrassed.
“Don’t let him fool you, Kayla. He doesn’t know how to use his hands,” Dax jokes.
Use his hands … I wish he would use them on me.
Jesus, Kayla, contain yourself. You’re not on the market. Even though they might be …
Dean shoves Dax. “Shut your traphole.” He picks up the box. “Let’s just get these boxes inside.”
“Right … Well, we’ll be seeing you around, Kayla.” They turn around, and all I can do is stare at those perfectly sculpted asses barely covered with jeans, wiggling from side to side.
New neighbors.
Not one … but two.
Good God.
I just died falling off the ladder and went to heaven.
That, or I just hit the hot-stud jackpot.



Coco Cadence is an erotic romance writer, who loves cocky heroes and smartass heroines. She adores happy ever after’s as much as her fans do, and she will never stop writing them. In her free time she enjoys reading a good book, playing with her cute dogs, and spending quality time with her soon-to-be husband, but you can always find her drifting off into her mind to think of new stories.

Wednesday, March 8, 2017

Book Blitz & Giveaway - Dirty Wife Games by Clarissa Wild

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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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Friday, March 3, 2017

Book Blitz & Giveaway - Dirty Wife Games by Clarissa Wild

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



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.
 
From the moment I first saw my stalker, I was captivated. The man with the black leather jacket and dark, spiky hair sits on a bench across the street from my house, staring down at a notebook. Every night, he sits there at exactly ten p.m., looking off into the distance or writing his notes under the street light … or looking straight at me. Like he is now. Our eyes meet, and a sudden electrical current rushes through my veins. I’m unable to look away from his piercing blue eyes, and I wonder … How long ago did he first see me? I’ve only noticed him outside recently … watching over my house as if he’s guarding it. Guarding me. I don’t know if I should be scared. If I should run or call the cops. He’s never come close. So is there any reason to act? As long as he maintains his distance … an invisible line he doesn’t cross … I still feel safe. I can survive, knowing he is there, wherever I go. I never know when or where I’m going to see him again. I just know I will. A hampered breath leaves my throat as he stares me down from across the street. His gaze feels like it penetrates through the closed windows. And for a brief second, I think I spot a hint of a smile.
“Where are you going?” she asks.
“Shower,” I grumble, annoyed with her indecisiveness.
My cock tents my pants, and I will it down, but it’s not happening. So I take them off, along with my boxer shorts, socks, and shoes. Then I pull off my shirt and throw it in the corner of the bathroom on the pile of clothes that was already there.
When I turn around to grab some shampoo, she’s still standing in the living room, blatantly staring at my naked body while blinking rapidly, her lips parting ever so slowly.
A smirk grows on my face. “Seen a ghost or something?”
Her face glows red, and she stutters, “I can’t believe you just took off your clothes while I’m still here.” She swallows, visibly confused. “Do you want me to go? I can go.”
I shrug. I don’t see the problem. “You can stay.” I give her a smile, and she tentatively smiles back, trying to hide the obvious stare. I guess my cock stole the show.
“Okay,” she murmurs as I turn around and turn on the shower, wondering if she’s staring at my ass. She probably is, judging from the squeaks in her voice. “I’ll go sit down over here…”
I don’t answer, as it wasn’t a question, and I don’t see the point in discussing something completely irrelevant. I’m a man of actions, not of words, and I prefer the written word regardless. I could write whole essays about how her beauty captivates me and about all the things I would do to her to make her mine.
But she already knows that.
She’s seen my notes.
Touched herself to my dirtiest fantasies.
And now, I’m touching myself to them too.
Under the shower, my cock has done anything to cool down.
All I can think of is claiming her for my own, and it only makes me stroke myself more. I don’t even care that she’s in the room beside me. I need the release, one way or another, and if she doesn’t want it, then I’ll have to take care of it myself.
So I imagine her showering with me as I jerk myself off, picturing her naked body. I hiss and bite my lip, completely immersing myself in my own fantasy. The fact she’s right next door only makes it that much more exciting. That much more forbidden.
But when I open my eyes for just a second, I spot her standing in the doorway, with her mouth wide open.


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

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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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