Showing posts with label Series. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Series. Show all posts

Monday, February 10, 2014

Book Spotlight: The Nightmare Series by Sage Marlowe


Welcome back to the Weird, the Wild, & the Wicked for a Book Spotlight. Today Sage Marlowe stops by with a new release in his Nightmare Series. This is a Male/Male paranormal romance series, focused on the gay porn industry. If that's not your cup of tea, please duck out now. :)

What if the old, folkloristic tales are true and nightmares exist? What if a nightmare isn’t just the vivid and frightening scenario our tormented subconscious presents to us as we sleep, but a paranormal being that is as substantial and real as you and I—an incubus, a demon that feeds on human emotions? Could a man fall in love with such a demon, and could the demon love him in return?

Colin Meighan, co-owner of the small but successful gay porn production company Centre Studs is also the company’s biggest star. He sports a pretty exterior, but there’s more to him than meets the eye. Too young to know the full extent of what he is, he has to learn that the world he lives in isn’t what it seems. There are powers at work that exceed everything he’s ever believed in and the lines between nightmare and reality become blurred as he discovers the truth about himself and his gruesome heritage.

This, in short, is what the Nightmares – Series is about, but there’s more to it. A lot more. A cast of intriguing, likeable and mysterious characters takes you on a ride with more twists and turns than the average rollercoaster. Hot sex is more than just fun for these guys—it’s vital. And yet, while one man alone can never be enough for demon Colin, romance and love are far from dead.

Try the Nightmares but be warned: they’re addictive and will possibly—probably—leave you sweating, tossing and turning in your bed…or wherever you choose to read them.

Here’s the beginning of A Nightmare Come True, Book One in the Nightmares Series, to whet your appetite (Copyright © Sage Marlowe, 2013):


When the day I was supposed to meet Colin Meighan finally arrived, I still couldn’t believe my luck. I was dying to meet the man in person, so, unsurprisingly, I arrived early at the address Uncle Tony had given me. It was a somewhat run-down former warehouse and far from the sexy and glamorous location I’d been expecting to find.

My uncle Tony, who always knew someone who knew someone, had set me up for a job. "It’s cash in hand," he’d told me, shielding me from my mother’s suspicious glances. "A fairly good rate, too, as long as you’re willing to keep your eyes shut for some of the time."

It had been our monthly family gathering and I, true to form, had arrived with the news of having been sacked once again. Just what did it say about me that my mother hadn’t even seemed surprised and my father, who once upon a time would have considered this a perfect reason to warm my hide, had just shrugged and continued to pick at his food?

"What exactly does this job involve?" I’d asked under my breath, watching my parents’ wordless argument.

"A bit of everything," Tony had replied. "It’s a low-budget film production and they just need a capable pair of hands to help move around equipment, put up lights and screens and stuff like that. I’ve done it a few times myself, but I’m busy that day."

Young and naïve as I was, the words 'film production' had blocked out the adjective 'low-budget' by far, but it hadn’t been until I’d cornered Tony on the doorstep, when he’d been about to leave, that I had managed to extract further information on the film production in question.

"Gay porn," he’d said, smirking. "But don’t worry, the guys keep their hands to themselves—or each other, anyway. You won’t need to watch the action either. Just turn around when you’re done with your part of the job."

I hadn’t pointed out the double-entendre in his last sentence. He certainly hadn’t suggested I turn around and show my butt to some of the hottest guys in Britain. Pursuing the topic of gay porn or even gay sex any further wouldn’t have been wise at the best of times, but on the doorstep of my father’s house, jobless and on the wrong page of my father’s books, it could have rendered me homeless within minutes.

Of course, my sexual orientation had always been a well kept secret at our home. My parents knew but the rest of the family remained in the dark, so dear Uncle Tony probably thought nothing of sending me to the set of a porn film. Little did he know that it was like asking an eight-year old to help guard a candy store. When he’d mentioned the name of the production company, Centre Studs, I’d barely been able to stop myself punching the air in victory. Centre Studs was a small company and a lightweight compared to the big overseas porn industry, but they made high quality films using the nation’s finest gay porn stars. And for me, when it came to gay porn stars, there was no one better or hotter than Colin Meighan.

The inside of the building kept the promise its outside had given. Bare stone walls, naked, chipped and paint-stained concrete floors and cheap, too bright overhead lights. I was a guy and it didn’t take much to get me in the mood, but somehow I’d imagined the location for a porn film shoot to have just a tad more of a sexy atmosphere.

For the full series listing, please visit the publisher’s website at: https://www.totallybound.com/index.php?route=product/series&series_id=388

The first four books are also already available from
and ARe: http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-anightmarecometrue-1335054-340.html (the links take you to the first book in the series)

Or visit Sage’s world on www.sage-marlowe.com

About the author

Sage is a multi-published author of MM erotic romance novels and novellas and loves exploring the flavours of gay erotic fiction.

A willing slave to all the fascinating guys who keep queuing up and want their stories told, Sage can almost always be found cooking up the next hot story or daydreaming about new ways of rubbing sexy male bodies together to make the sparks fly.

Contact and buy links

Sage’s website & blog: www.sage-marlowe.com
Twitter: @SageMarlowe
For all books published with Totally Bound, go to: http://www.totallybound.com/sage-marlowe
For all books published with Siren-BookStrand, go to: www.bookstrand.com/sage-marlowe

Thanks for stopping by and happy reading!

Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Author Spotlight: Cat Johnson, Military Erotic Suspense Author and New Release


Good morning. Today I have the great opportunity to showcase multipublished author Cat Johson and her new release. I met Cat at Authors After Dark in New Orleans and managed not to do too much of a fangirl freak-out on her. She's been one of my favorite authors since I read Trey: Red, Hot, & Blue #1 aloud to my husband. I was thrilled to find out the series continued. Cat writes hot, funny, and heartfelt. Now I'm here to give her a warm send off. The Commander is the last story in this series and she's saved the best for last. Cat has generously offered an excerpt for you to enjoy and it's good.

But first, the Blurb for The Commander (Red, Hot, & Blue):

To his men on his SpecOps team, Hank Miller is simply the commander. The military is his life, and that’s all he needs—until he travels to Pigeon Hollow for a wedding and meets the woman his men reverently call “Mama”.
Lois Gordon is nothing like Hank envisioned. Instead of the plump, older woman happily baking pies in her farmhouse kitchen, Lois is a smart, sexy powerhouse who runs Gordon Equine…and tempts him to break all his own rules.
The heat between them quickly flares into a weekend fling hotter than Lois’s oven. But with Hank’s dangerous career and two failed marriages between them, forever could be too much to ask for.
Warning: Contains one smoking-hot mama and a man tough enough to not need pot holders to handle her.
Excerpt:

Matt stared toward the group near the house. “Can you believe she’s old enough to be Jimmy and Jack’s mother?”
“I know.” Trey shook his head. “She must have been a teenager when she had Jimmy.”
The rest of the group turned to look at the woman who was now in Jack’s arms.
“Wait a minute. That’s Mama?” Hank nearly choked. The tempting brunette in the flip-flops, blue jeans and well-filled T-shirt? The one he’d been staring at and drooling over for the past few minutes?
“Yup.” Matt nodded.
“No way.” Bull squinted into the distance. “I pictured her looking like Betty Crocker or Mrs. Butterworth. You know, short, plump, wearing an apron covered in flour and holding a pie in her hands.”
That was how Hank had visualized her too. He certainly hadn’t thought he’d be imagining rolling around sweaty with her like he’d been since he first laid eyes on the tempting woman.
“Are you sure that’s Mama?” Hank couldn’t wrap his mind around this revelation.
“Of course, we’re sure.” Trey laughed. “Matt and I were here during our leave last year.”
“Visiting Jack and Jimmy,” Matt added.
“Yes, I know.” Hank had more productive things to worry about than what shady things these two jokers had done. Things such as why was the one woman he’d been interested in since his divorce the mother of two of the men under his command? That made the situation as sticky as one of her famous pies.
Hank watched as Jimmy hustled an ill-looking Lia into the house. Jared and the blonde followed them inside with the suitcases from the trunk of the convertible, and Jack escorted Mama back toward the SUV...and Hank.
His heart rate sped the closer she got, and he smothered a curse at how his body reacted to her like he was a damn teenager. This was the last thing he needed, a schoolboy crush on an off-limits woman.
He searched for a reason to not be attracted to Mama, besides the fact that she was Mama. He knew Jack and Jimmy’s father had left when they were young. He didn’t seem to be in the picture at all. Maybe Mama had a boyfriend. A woman who looked that good wouldn’t stay alone long. Yeah, that would be good. If she were dating, the guy would be invited to the wedding, and then Hank wouldn’t be tempted to even think about her. He blew out a soft breath as Mama took another step toward him.
Perhaps if he kept thinking of her as Mama, he’d remember how off-limits she was. That was his plan and he was sticking to it. Though his resolve wavered as she stood in front of him.
“Commander, this is my mama, Lois Gordon,” Jack introduced them. “Mama, Commander Hank Miller.”
Up close she looked even more like her sons. Like them, she had hazel eyes and golden-brown hair, except hers fell to her shoulders in soft, sun-kissed waves.
Hank extended his hand. “Mrs. Gordon, it’s a pleasure to meet you. Your boys have told me so much about you.”
Everything except how young and attractive she was. That bit of information would have been nice to have in advance.

If you'd like a copy of The Commander, you can find it at:
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Cat Johnson is a NY Times & USA Today bestselling author writing contemporary romance.  A self-proclaimed promo ‘ho, she is known for her creative marketing and research practices. Consequently, Cat has sponsored bull riding rodeo cowboys, owns an entire collection of cowboy boots and camouflage shoes for book signings and a fair number of her consultants wear combat or cowboy boots for a living. As a hybrid author, she writes both full length and shorter works and is currently contracted for series with publishers Kensington and Samhain, as well as self-published.

You can find her here:
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Thank you for stopping by and happy reading! :)

Tuesday, December 10, 2013

Author Spotlight: Erzabet Bishop, Erotic Romance author and a Series


Good morning. Today I have the opportunity to introduce multipublished author Erzabet Bishop. I met Erzabet when we both published a Beltane title around the same time this year. Erzabet writes hot, erotic tales around the Pagan holidays and she's offered an excerpt of her newest release, Yuletide Temptation. Jasmin is a witch, but that might be too much for her old school-girl crush, and his big dog. Shane just might need a little magic to give into the Yuletide Temptation.


The Blurb for Yuletide Temptation:

Jasmin is rocking the Yuletide season as she oversees the party for Morrigan's Promise with Brigit and Julia. Shane, her old school girl crush is back in town. When she goes to talk with him about decorations for the event, his large dog greets her instead, letting loose some holiday mischief.

When Jasmin realizes that Shane doesn't remember her at all, she refuses his help and leaves. A little intervention from her friends and some Yuletide magic help the lovers connect, only to fall apart again with a heated misunderstanding.

Will Shane accept Jasmin being a witch? Can Jasmin learn to conquer her fear of dogs? Will they both give into the passion that will bind them as lovers?


A little mistletoe and a bag of dog biscuits might just seal the deal, helping them give in to Yuletide Temptation.



EXCERPT of Yuletide Temptation:

“What do you mean he’s gone?” Julia sat the plates on the table and stared after the front door.
“What happened?” Brigit frowned.
 
“I’m a witch.” Jasmin stood up and numbly began to remove the table linens from what normally was their work table.
 
“Oh, a shock indeed.” Brigit smirked.
 
“Well it was to him apparently.” Tears threatened, and Jasmin blinked them away, flushing miserably.
 
“But his mother was part of the original coven. Didn’t he know that?” Brigit patted Jasmin’s back thoughtfully. “I wonder if she didn’t tell him.”
 
“Well, maybe he just doesn’t understand.” Julia interjected. “When Brigit first told me, I didn’t know what to expect. It didn’t take much to feel right at home. I saw how you live and now here I am, for keeps. A lot of people misunderstand.”
 
Jasmin nodded gloomily. “I bet he thinks we kill chickens in the living room.”
 
“Do you care what he thinks, Jas?” Brigit pressed her lips into a firm line. “If you don’t then now is the time to walk away. If he matters, then you know what you have to do.”
 
“What?” Jasmin blinked.
 
“You have to fight fire with fire, girl. I’ve seen you staring after him through the shop window when you didn’t think I was looking.” Brigit winked and elbowed Julia, nudging her toward the kitchen.
 
“Oh! Absolutely. Hold on a minute.” Julia grinned and scurried off.
 
Jasmin arched a delicately shaped eyebrow. “What are you up to?”
 
“Here!” Julia ran back into the dining area sans work space and presented Jasmin with a cellophane gift bag full of dog treats tied with a swirl of red and green ribbons.
 
“What do I do with this?” The bag crinkled as Jasmin took it.
 
“You corner the lion in his den and decide once and for all if you want to collar him.” Brigit smiled, her lips turned up in a devious twist. “Then you lay one on him he’ll never forget.”
 
“But he already walked away once. Am I supposed to be humiliated again?” Jasmin crossed her arms under her breasts and huffed.
 
“You? No way. I don’t know if you know, Jas, but that man has been staring after you every chance he gets since he got into town. Despite what he said, he has it bad.”
 
Yuletide fun facts:
“Deck the Halls” is one of my favorite holiday songs and is mentioned in the story.
The use of the sun in holiday ornaments signifies the coming of the light at the end of the darkest time of the year.
Many current religious practices derived from Pagan roots.

Get a taste of short, snack sized holiday witchery for just $0.99 at ARE and NNP through the month of December. All books in the Erotic Pagan Series are on sale. Treat yourself today. 



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If you'd like to read more of Yuletide Temptation right now, you can find it at:

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For Erzabet Bishop:


Erzabet Bishop has been crafting stories since she could pound keys on her parent’s old typewriter. She has only just learned that it is a whole lot more fun writing naughty books. She is a contributing author to the Silk Words website, A Christmas To Remember (upcoming), Sweat, When the Clock Strikes Thirteen, Unbound Box, Milk & Cookies & Handcuffs, Holidays in Hell, Corset Magazine: Sex Around the World Issue and Man vs. Machine: The Sex Toy Issue, Smut by the Sea Volume 2, Hell Whore Volume 2, Can’t Get Enough (upcoming, Cleis), Slave Girls (upcoming, Cleis) Anything She Wants, Dirty Little Numbers, Kink-E magazine, Coming Together: Girl on Girl, Shifters and Coming Together: Hungry for Love among others. She is the author of Lipstick (upcoming), Sigil Fire (coming from Ylva in 2014), The Erotic Pagans Series: Beltane Fires, Samhain Shadows and Yuletide Temptation. She lives in Texas with her husband, furry children and can often be found lurking in local bookstores. She loves to bake, make naughty crochet projects and watch monster movies.

You can find her here:
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Thank you for stopping by and happy reading! :)

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

5 Questions of a Contemporary Erotic Romance Author - Sandra Bunino

Welcome back to the Weird, the Wild, and the Wicked. Today I have the honor of hosting romantic suspense author Sandra Bunino with a new release through Evernight Publishing, The Submission of a Mafia Princess. I met Sandra at Six Sentence Sunday and now work with her at Evernight. She writes a great BDSM themed series, The Satin Rose Experience, and she’s graciously offering an excerpt and a copy of either Mia’s Submission or Brooke’s Wish to one lucky commenter. Understand this is a BDSM themed erotic romance, if that is not your cup of tea, please exit stage left now. :)

Welcome, Sandra. Thank you for being with me today.

Thanks for having me! I’ll admit it - I’m a stalker of the Weird, the Wild, and the Wicked. LOL

Nice! :D What started you on the path to becoming an erotic romance author?

Believe it or not, it just happened. First, I wrote a mainstream romance novel. It was in the submission process when a sexy story about two strangers stranded at an old South Beach hotel popped into my head and I wrote it on a whim. The erotic romance bug bit me and I haven’t looked back.

Congratulations on your recent release on The Submission of a Mafia Princess with Evernight Publishing. Introduce us to the main characters and premise of your story.

Thank you! The Submission of a Mafia Princess is book 3 in my Satin Rose Experience series. The Satin Rose Experience (SRE) is New York’s elite BDSM club residing on the twentieth floor of Rosebud Resorts. It contains ten uniquely themed suites, each with its own story to tell. Each book features a different hero and heroine and can be enjoyed as stand alone stories.

The hero of Mafia Princess is Braxton Malone, the Harley riding new member at the Satin Rose Experience. Wall Street commodities trader by day and Dom of choice by night, Brax is still haunted by visions of the woman from his past.

Antoniette Azzari “Toni”, is the only child of notorious mob leader Tony “The Chief” Azzari. Tony’s looking to marry his daughter off to a fellow mobster but she has other ideas like graduate school and a future far away from the life she’s forced to lead.

Brax and Toni met three years before the story began. They spent a steamy summer together and their romance was cut short when Toni’s family intervened. Lies, time and misunderstanding stand between them when Brax finds Toni at the Satin Rose Experience.


Did anything in particular inspire this story?

I like to think of Mafia Princess as Sex in the City meets The Soprano’s, two classic, long running HBO series.

BDSM seems to be a hot ticket item these days. What gave you the idea for The Satin Rose Experience club?

There are many degrees of BDSM and the Satin Rose Experience series definitely swims in the shallow end of that pool. I wrote this “BDSM-lite” series because I enjoy reading and writing about the sensuality of the D/s (Dominance and submission) dynamic. I’m also proud to write strong heroines with careers, education and opinions. These women know what they want and SRE is there to deliver.

What other projects are on the horizon for you that we’re likely to see?

I have a few different WIPs in various stages right now. The one that’s clamoring for my attention these days is an f/f contemporary erotic romance which I’ll submit under and new pen name. Of course, there’s also an SRE #4 in the works.

Thank you for joining me today, Sandra, and we look forward to all your upcoming releases!

Thanks again for having me, Siobhan!

Sandra is offering an ecopy of either Mia's Submission or Brooke's Wish to one commenter who tells her what qualities you like best in a hero. Please leave an valid email address or Twitter handle with your comment. You must be 18 or older to win and please void where prohibited. The giveaway will run until 8:00 pm Pacific time, Thursday, February 21 2013. The winner will be announced on the blog.

If can't wait that long and you’d like a copy of The Submission of a Mafia Princess, you can find it at:
Evernight Publishing / Amazon/ AllRomance eBooks / Bookstrand
If you’d like a copy of Mia’s Submission (The Satin Rose Experience 1), you can find it at:
Evernight Publishing / AllRomance eBooks / BookStrand / Amazon

If you’d like a copy of Brooke’s Wish (The Satin Rose Experience 1), you can find it at:
Evernight Publisher / AllRomance eBooks /BookStrand / Amazon

You can find Sandra at:Website / Twitter / Facebook / Goodreads / Pinterest


EXCERPT

            Toni lay in darkness, left alone with her thoughts and listening to the air flowing in through her nose and out through her mouth as Mia had instructed. Candles were one of Toni’s demands, especially when she discovered the submissive pose would push her ass high in the air. She couldn’t handle a harsh spotlight on her full cheeks. Even though she didn’t want to admit it, the dim lights also served the purpose of keeping her Dom of choice, Mick, as anonymous as possible. Not that she needed candles for that; his last minute demand was to blindfold her. Something that they hadn’t talked about while reviewing her soft and hard limits.
            Toni wasn’t sure how much time had passed since Mia left the room after preparing her for the scene. She tested the restraints connected to her wrist bindings. Only an inch or two of slack allowed her to shift slightly on the sumptuous bed. Crisp linens cradled her shins, which were spread slightly. Deep breaths pushed her leather-covered breasts into the soft mattress. Her position of submission caused the leather strap between her backside cheeks to tighten against her sensitized folds.
            The click of the lock and slide of the door caused every nerve ending to stand at attention. Heavy footfalls sounded on the suite’s plush carpeting. Concentrating on her breathing, Toni willed her heart to stay within the confines of her chest.
            Inhale through her nose. Fingers caressed the back of her calf and eased her shoe off her right foot.
            Exhale through her mouth. Her other shoe slid from her foot and a single finger drew a slow line down the bottom of her foot.
            Inhale. The ticking of a zipper filled her ears.
            Exhale. Shit, the breathing thing wasn’t working.
            Inhale and hold. She squeezed her eyes shut. I can do this. I can do this.
            The floodgates opened with a sobbing exhale. “Fire! Fire. I’m sorry. I can’t. I just...can’t. I thought I could. I thought it would be like before. But it’s not.”
            “Before?” a low voice whispered. There was something about that voice.
            “Yes, before. With Brax. I’m sorry. I just can’t, not like this." A sob wracked her chest and tears soaked her blindfold.
            “Shh, it’s okay,” Hands stroked her hair enveloping her into a comforting sensation that was as familiar as breathing. She picked her head up and perked her ears toward the source.
            “Brax?”
            “It’s me, Antonietta. You’re safe.”
            The bed dipped next to her and the blindfold slipped off her head. She blinked a few times to focus her eyes.
            “Hello, sunshine.”
            “What are you doing here?”
            “Come on, you know me a little better than to think I’d sit back idly and allow some random man have his way with you.”
            Toni sat up on her heels causing her tethered hands to rise awkwardly.
            “Here. Let’s get you out of these.” Brax unhooked the restraints from her bindings and took her hands into his. He untied the satin cords and slowly uncoiled them from her wrists. Rubbing them in between his hands, memories came flooding back. Back when she was his.
            “You look beautiful,” he said, surveying her body.
            She focused on his face, attempting to sear every feature of him into her memory: the planes and light stubble of his cheeks, his tousled hair, and his eyes that had always been able to read her like a book from the first day they met.
            There was so much she wanted to say, but it was pointless. “One night is all we have.”
            Brax took her chin between his thumb and index finger and pulled her close. “I know. Get up and get dressed.”
            “Where are we going?”
            “Your fantasy of submission starts now. No questions,” he said and playfully slapped her ass. Grabbed his jacket from the chair, he strode to the door before turning around.
            “You have ten minutes. Wear a dress and these.” He pulled a flash of red and lace from the jacket’s pocket and tossed it to Toni.

Thank you for stopping by, good luck in the giveaway, and happy reading! :)