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Thursday, 19 September 2019

NINE CONQUERING REASONS TO SURRENDER - Vikings Anthology #vikings #romance #

Filled with action and suspense, this summer’s hottest beach read comes in the shape of


Battle-hardened and broad-chested, with arms strong enough to sweep you off your feet,
these warriors are pure muscle, with shoulders built for carrying you to bed. 

Congratulations to the nine authors who've created this shared-world series of supreme
alpha hotness: Ashe Barker, Lily Harlem, Felicity Brandon, Gianna Simone,
Vanessa Brooks, Sassa Daniels, Sky Purington, Emmanuelle de Maupassant and Jane Burrelli.  

A tiny Scottish settlement at the mercy of its enemies.
A harrowing bargain struck for nine fearful and reluctant brides.

Delivered into Viking hands, the brides of Achnaryrie now belong to their conquering masters
but, as wedding nights bring surrender to duty, will fierce lovers also surrender their hearts?

The Highland wilderness is savage, life is perilous, and the future uncertain, but each Viking
has sworn protection, and there are no lengths to which a man will not go to safeguard the
woman he loves.

Against the forbidding backdrop of medieval Scotland, join these indomitable heroes and
intrepid heroines as they discover that the raging storms of fear and passion can transform
into enduring devotion.

What are other readers saying? Find out on Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/46675556-vikings

‘Hot alpha vikings, strong feisty brides and steamy sex;
what’s not to love?’

‘I couldn’t stop reading’

‘Caught my attention immediately’

‘The world building is phenomenal’

Teaser snippets from the Prologue

The Vikings were merciless, murdering barbarians. And they were here.
With a despairing sob, Eithne turned from the sight below. She could still run, might be able to make
it into the depths of the forest before the first of the raiders reached the village.
She had perhaps a few minutes…

“To take up arms against men such as them would lead to certain death.”
“Better to die with honour—”
“Better still not to die at all. I have another idea. We shall negotiate.”

“By your presence here, I surmise you wish to speak with me.” He leaned down to murmur
in her ear. “Or, if you prefer, there is still time to run for your life.”
“You would catch me,” she countered.
“Aye, probably.”
“And kill me.”
“It may not come to that.”

Intrigued, amused, and not a little astonished, Brandr folded his arms to regard her. “A bargain? You seek to bargain with me?”
“I do.” 
The female held his gaze, an accomplishment which eluded many of his most hardened warriors. His respect for her audacity and fortitude nudged upwards. “Go on.”

Happy Reading

Friday, 6 September 2019

A Refusal with Possibilities... #Satpanks #smalltown #romance #soldier #BDSMD


Kathryn Johnson’s a good girl who wants to be bad. When she plucks up the courage to visit a BDSM club, she panics and safe-words her new dom. 

Scarred former soldier, Luke Roberts suffers from PTSD. When he scenes with Kathryn, her screams trigger one of his flashbacks.
Determined to get well, he visits a PTSD specialist in Westhorpe Ridge. 

Circumstances force Kathryn and Luke to share an apartment. Can Luke protect her when danger threatens? And can he make her Labor Day special when others have pushed her out of the parade she's organised for years?

A Stand-alone romance and Book Four in the Heroes of Westhorpe Ridge Series. 

This post is part of the Saturday Spankings blog hop. Please use the links below to check out the excerpts my fellow authors have shared

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Possibilities, scenarios, and desires cascaded through Kathryn’s brain like dominoes. Luke’s suggestion that they tick off another item on her sensual to-do list started a slow-burning fire inside her. Warmth flowed through her, building, burning, until it turned into an inferno. Her nipples tingled, and her pussy ached as new desires consumed her.

How Luke made her horny by accepting her refusal was beyond her. She followed him into the kitchen. “Which one?”

He looked over his shoulder. “Huh? Which what? Oh, the things on your fantasy list. I’d never push you to do anything you didn’t want, so like I said, it doesn’t matter.”

Kathryn moved in close. “Tell me what you had planned.”

His slow smile spread over his face. “First, I’d need you naked, your beautiful nipples bare and your cunt wet with desire.”
She should run away and never look back, but his words sent her into sensual overdrive. The intensity in his gaze made her breath catch in her throat. Her cunt was already wet for him, and she craved his hands on her body or his tongue teasing her clit. Lost in a world of desire, she unfastened the top button of her blouse and ran her tongue over her lips. “And then?”

His gaze fastened on her hand as she opened the next button. He coughed to clear his throat, then told her, “Next, I’d run my hands over your curves before rubbing my fingers over your clit. Not that I’d let you come yet.”

She undid the third button. “I’d want to come for you.”

He smiled and undid the next button. “Not yet. Not until I’ve tossed you over my shoulder and carried you into the bedroom.”

Panting slightly, she undid the remaining buttons and slid the blouse from her shoulders. As it pooled on the floor, she unhooked her bra and let it fall atop her blouse. “I’d be so turned on by that. So wet and willing. Would you let me come then?”

His gray-eyed gaze heated with desire. “You’re a very impatient girl. No. You can’t come until I’ve spread-eagled you over the bed and tied you in place. I bought some silk ties especially for us to use. They’d be soft and strong against your wrists and ankles as you writhed for my touch. I’d drive you crazy with desire, always letting you come close to orgasm but backing off rather than taking you over the edge.”

She closed her eyes and unfastened her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. “I’d beg you to let me come.”

Kathryn stood with her breasts bared, her eyes glazed with desire, so turned on by Luke’s words, her breath came in quick, eager pants.
He mesmerized her with his gaze. “You’d have to wait until I’d clamped your nipples and gone down on you. I’d suck your clit and feast on your intimate juices.”

Lost in the pictures their words conjured up, she slid her panties down her legs and stepped out of them. “Would you let me come then? I’d be desperate and needy, on fire for you. I’d want your cock in my mouth or my pussy. I’d let you come.”


Thursday, 5 September 2019

Bedeviled - The Beguiling Bachelors Book 3 - By Madison Michael #contemporary #romance

The Beguiling Bachelors, Book 3
By Madison Michael

♥♥♥ ~ Free September 7th - September 10th Only ~ ♥♥♥

About Bedeviled:

If You Build Your Love on Lies, You Better Run Faster than the Truth

Newly appointed Finance Director, Charlotte Roche escaped dangers lurking in Boston by moving to Chicago. A new name, a new beginning - all built on lies. Believing she is safe, Charlotte drops her guard and sets her sights on her ruggedly handsome and wildly sexy running partner, Alexander Gaines. Can she advance their relationship from the track to the bedroom and still maintain her charade? or will Alex's probing questions pierce her carefully rehearsed story?

Alex, with unrevealed secrets of his own, struggles to hold the irresistible Charlotte at arm’s length. But when Charlotte sustains a suspicious injury, Alex seizes the opportunity to cuddle up to the sassy beauty. Does he dare risk his reputation, his fortune, his friends, and his heart by letting her get close?

How can they build a bond with deceit on both sides? With exposure imminent, their freshly forged relationship is in jeopardy and so are their lives. Can their love survive or are they bedeviled? 

Join Alex and Charlotte, in this steamy romance, the third in the five-star rated Beguiling Bachelor series. The suspense builds as the characters you’ve met and loved in “Bedazzled” and “Beholden” help tackle the maze of half-truths and cover-ups threatening the lovers.

Genre: Steamy Romantic Suspense

Amazon Buy Link: https://amzn.to/321d24H

Excerpt from Bedeviled:

Keeping his mind on the topic always took all of Alex’s effort anyway. When Charlotte sat hip-to-hip with him as she had today, he felt the heat of her skin, saw the long length of thigh exposed in front of him, heard her heavy post-run breathing until he was in sensory overload. She smelled so good, not stinky and sweaty like he must. She smelled classy and expensive with all those clean, floral scents. She smelled like a woman he could trust.
More like a woman I want to trust.
Thinking back, Alex recognized that she had been hiding something all along. When he wasn’t lost in a sensual fog, he was able to zero in on where the conversations lagged, when she got testy with his probing or tried to change the subject. It had something to do with her life in Boston before she moved to Chicago and it was something that had been going on for a while. She was practiced at her excuses by the time she used them on him. She was making too many trips back East for ‘Harvard stuff.’ She had met Regan Howe through this same ‘Harvard stuff’ yet Regan went back to her alma mater only once or twice a year, if that.
Oh yeah, Charlotte is definitely up to something and I intend to find out what. I have been patient long enough.
Sitting waiting now for Charlotte to arrive at Starbucks, Alex promised himself that he would get to the bottom of this or walk away.
Since she had declined his offer of a ride, Alex currently sat at a shady outside table enjoying the last of summer, waiting for her to walk over and speculating on her possible secrets. He was planning his subtle interrogation during the few minutes Charlotte would need to make her way across the park,
Stubborn. She should have just accepted the ride.
You driving over or walking?” she had asked him, once they caught their breath.
“I have the car if you want a ride?” When she hesitated, he tried tempting her. “I have the new car.”
Alex was the proud owner of a brand new Mercedes AMG. The sleek, luxury sports car suited him despite most people’s image of him as logical, conservative and staid. The need for speed was actually deep in his blood. “You will love it, tight on the curves, fast and quiet. She purrs,” he had bragged.
Charlotte hesitated on his last remark and Alex had been sure she would accept. “The new car, huh?” she sounded intrigued. “I am excited to see it at last, Alex. You have certainly been talking about it long enough.”
“I need to walk off this tight hamstring, so I’ll have to pass this time,” she had replied reluctantly. “Meet you there in five.” Of course, Charlotte had been Charlotte, and that included being unpredictable.
Charlotte, leaving Alex standing there, had taken off across the park without a backward glance. Alex stood dumbfounded a moment, watching her slow jog-walk toward the trail across the grassy lawns of Lincoln Park. She was heading directly toward their usual post-run Starbucks and if he didn’t get moving, she would be there first.
Still he stood, willing her to look back and flash him that smile that changed her whole face. She didn’t, of course, and Alex was left standing there, admiring her lithe figure and the smooth bunch and release of her muscles in those tiny running shorts as she moved into the distance. Reminding himself to close his gaping mouth, Alex jogged to the parking lot, trading an extra moment of admiring a beautiful woman for a few short moments admiring his beautiful new car.
Arriving at the coffee shop several minutes before Charlotte, Alex was forced to cool his heels. He spent the time piecing together anything he could think of to uncover Charlotte’s deep, dark, secret. Admittedly, he needed the ten-minute head start away from her to give his overheated blood a little cooling time too. He kept envisioning the two of them in that sweet ride, sitting close with their sweat-slicked bodies. The image had intensified the jolts of.electricity already coursing through his veins from running beside her scantily clothed body.
Too bad she turned me down. One of these days we will be in tight quarters, all alone, and I will make my move. I have resisted too long already.
Since the mention of her tight hamstring, all Alex could think about was massaging her leg, and moving up from there. Did the woman not understand what she was doing to him? After all, he was a healthy red-blooded man. How long was he supposed to watch her round little ass wiggle in front of him, or the glide of muscles in those incredible legs – or OMG – her breasts bob up and down in those little running tops. The woman was killing him. He wanted her so badly he could taste it.
He chided himself to stop thinking of her that way, as he always did when he lusted after her. He would catch himself wanting her and repress the overwhelming sexual response that had plagued him since the beginning. She was so much more than just beautiful and sexy. She was a brilliant woman, funny, witty, complex and delightful. She considered him a running partner, and a friend…
…but that body, oh, that body. Stop it!
Alex determined to stay focused on what she might be trying to cover up and got his desire under control. He reviewed the signs – when she changed topics or failed to make eye contact. He carefully dissected her words while he waited for her to arrive. He knew she was being intentionally elusive. Alex resolved again that today would be the day he found out what she was concealing, beginning as soon as she arrived.
Speaking of arriving, Charlotte should have shown up long before now. She would have, unless something had happened. How long had he been sitting, pondering? How much time had passed?
Heart racing like a freight train, Alex ran into the park. Unsure why, he was terrified of what he might find.

About Madison Michael: 

Madison Michael is an indie publisher, blogger and the author of the Beguiling Bachelor Series as well as the novella Desire & Dessert, from her sizzling B&B Billionaire Bachelor series.

A Chicago native and hopeless romantic, Maddy was raised on Chicago culture, fairy tales, great literature and swashbuckling movies. Maddy employs that history, writing steamy contemporary romance novels set against the sumptuous backdrop of Chicago’s elite society.

After receiving a BA in Journalism from the University of Illinois and an MBA from Loyola University of Chicago, Madison abandoned her writing to find her way in the corporate business world. Daughter of a librarian, it was inevitable that she would return to the world of books.

Maddy writes from high above Chicago where she can stare at its gorgeous skyline or the shores of Lake Michigan surrounded by feline assistants. When she is not writing,, Maddy can be found lost in a book, fighting for the rights of the mentally iil or dining on Chicago’s famous cuisine. Hot dogs and pizza, anyone?

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Tuesday, 3 September 2019

Molotov Cocktails at the Ready #MFRWHook #smalltown #labourday #romance

Westhorpe's Ridges good girl longs to be bad. When she meets scarred Soldier Luke Roberts she thinks her dreams have true. Until the pair of them are kidnapped and held to ransom. 
My snippet this shows a small part of their escape.  

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Luke gritted his teeth and opened the throttle. The dump truck sped up. Solid, but not superfast, it trundled along the road. A brick outhouse came to mind as he headed directly for Farlaise’s car. This was one game of chicken Luke meant to win.

 Even if he took a bullet, he’d hold his course and keep Kathryn safe. “So, junior leaguer, how’s your pitching?”

She tried for a smile, but it turned into a grimace. “I had one of the team’s lowest earned run averages.”

Luke kept the throttle open wide. The chugging of the engine grew louder, but he’d told her the dump truck had a top speed of less than thirty miles an hour. The wind made it feel faster.

He took a deep breath and yelled, “Hooah. Balls-to-the-wall time. Our dump truck will pulverize their front end. When you’re near enough, lob one of your Molotov things in their direction. Anything to keep them off-balance since I might as well have a target on my chest sitting up here.”

She barely heard him over the engine noise. Adrenaline shot through her. She shivered with a mix of exhilaration, panic, and determination. Protecting Luke mattered more than her safety. Her fear level rose right along with her blood pressure. She could hear her heart race, but she’d keep the driver distracted. No way would she let Farlaise and his henchman hurt Luke.

Kathryn peered out the hopper. The henchman had his gun pointed directly at Luke. No way, buster.

Friday, 30 August 2019

Get me out of here! #kidnapping #action/adventure #Laborday #romance #KU #SaturdaySpanks

Happy Labour Day Weekend. 

Welcome to the Saturday Spanking's Blog hop where authors share snippets from their books that include spankings. 
Please check out the links below to check the experts my friends and colleagues have shared.

This week I'm sharing an expert from my stand alone Labour day romance. 
Kathryn and Luke know things they shouldn't and the bad guys don't like it. Hence the kidnapping. 

This book is free to read on Kindle Unlimited and will be on  special 99cent price to buy from Sunday  September 1st - Sunday 8th September. 
Please enjoy 

PS It includes pirates and sweetest wedding proposal you can imagine.

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Fifteen minutes later, the van’s back door opened, and Farlaise yanked the blanket off the cages. “Welcome to your new home. I bet you’re just dying to see it.”
Sunlight dazzled Kathryn, and she shielded her eyes with her hands. When the spots cleared from her vision, she saw Jack standing to one side, his gun aimed at her.
Farlaise opened the door of the dog cage Luke had somehow screwed himself into. “Out. Now. Any trouble, and Jack shoots the girl.”
Luke struggled out of the cage, but he needed to clutch the van door to stay upright. Kathryn realized he must be riddled with cramps. She breathed deeply, telling herself to stay strong whatever happened, but if they shot Luke, she’d find a way to hurt them. Badly. Terminally, maybe.
Farlaise stood well back, waiting until Luke could stand unaided. “Pick up the woman’s cage and carry it inside.”
Blinking, Luke stared inside the concrete-lined grain store. Inside the cage, Kathryn whimpered. With no windows and plain concrete walls, the abandoned store reminded her of a tomb. A miniature dump truck stood off to the right—a motorized hopper solid enough to withstand the abuse of building sites—but half the engine was missing. She hoped the pile of moldering cardboard boxes at the back didn’t house rats. She hated rats. They’d be the straw that broke her. Not true. She felt broken already.
Luke stepped toward her cage. “Brace yourself, sweetheart. I promise not to drop you.”
He bent his knees and wrapped his arms around the sides of Kathryn’s cage. She tried to spread her arms to each side, but there wasn’t enough room. Clearly, Luke found the cage awkward rather than heavy. He staggered slightly but kept the cage steady.
No one ever came to Foster’s Mill anymore. The musty storage space beneath the house looked like it would withstand a world war, not just hold them captive. Stifling a sob, Kathryn felt as hollow as the grain store. No one would ever find them here.
A light bulb dangled drunkenly from a wire overhead. The only way out was through the metal doors, but once Farlaise closed them, it would be like being locked in a giant grave.
Jack’s smile turned cold. “Put her down there and step away. That’s it. Now, fetch the other cage. Try anything, and I put a bullet in her foot.”
Tears blurred Kathryn’s vision, but she tried to study her soon-to-be prison. At least she noted the position of the light switch on the wall. Fingers crossed, she prayed Farlaise didn’t shut off the power.
Luke returned with the empty cage, and although he waited for the next instruction, he already knew where this was headed.
Farlaise’s laugh dripped menace. “I’m happy for Jack to shoot your lady friend. In fact I’ll insist on it unless you screw yourself back in that cage.”
Luke gave him a cold stare, but he twisted his body back inside that tiny cage.
Farlaise laughed again. “Right, Kathryn Johnson, if you won’t tell me where my money is, you better hope your boss pays me back, with interest of course. You can survive in here for months. The previous owner was a prepper. If you ever figure out how to get at it, you’ll find most of the stuff’s past its sell-by date.”
Jack’s grin was malevolence and evil. “And we removed the weapons. You better hope someone pays the ransom before the food runs out. If I were you, I’d leave the bitch to starve in her cage.”
Farlaise swung the door shut with a metallic clang. The darkness felt thicker than tar. It swamped Kathryn, shattering her fragile barriers and making her shove at the bars. When they didn’t move, she screamed. “Get me out of this thing. I can’t see. Where are you? For God’s sake, get me out of here. I don’t want to die in a dog cage.”

Monday, 26 August 2019

Forever Molly by Alyssa Bailey #Action&Adventure, #Contemporary, #Cowboy&Western, #Mystery & Suspense

The O’Connors: Loving sassy women for three generations.


Forever is a long time to live with the wrong decision.
Newlywed Molly O’Connor loves a mystery of any kind and solving them gets her blood pumping
almost as much as her new husband Cián O’Connor. Cián wants his wife to ease into her new life
and is open to any way she finds comfortable. Soon, however, it becomes obvious that running a
clinic, orienting to a large Irish family, and dealing with her protective husband isn’t enough
excitement for the love of his life.

When things progress from a little harmless fun to horse thefts, assaults, kidnapping, and even
murder, Cián puts his foot down. Despite his admonitions, his bride is too emmeshed in the events
going on around them to heed his warnings for long. Molly becomes secretive, refusing to let go until
it’s too late, putting herself and her family in grave danger.

It will take help from the entire O’Connor clan along with some special friends to ensure the young
couple’s forever isn’t over before it begins.


The spice of life is a sassy wife.


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You scared the living hell out of me, and you can believe I’m going to spank the devil out of you.”



There was consent and implied consent. When it was discipline, it was implied, and he needed
nothing more to carry out his duty to her, but when it was for mood and her imbalance, it was
important to him to have new consent. In this case it was both, her mood today and its associated
meanness as well as discipline from her unaddressed behavior and disobedience the night of the
assault. His brothers didn’t always see it that way, but it was his wife, his marriage, his life. This is
how he wanted to live it.

“I don’t want your charity.”

Cián sighed. Maybe his brothers were on to something after all. They had been married longer.
He probably should just spank the mood out of her.

“Aingeal, I have no idea why you are so petulant or what it is you think you want but I can tell
you what I want, and right now.”
She stared at him with her teeth biting her lower lip. “And it has become obvious that it’s what
you want too but you don’t know how to ask. I don’t know what’s gotten into you, but I have a
proven method on how to get it out.”

Molly’s pupils dilated in widened eyes as she looked at Cián in dawning realization of his intent.
“Um, I’m fine. Really. Let me clear the dishes and I’ll get my coat.” When he didn’t stop her from
her task, he watched her grow tense. Instead of trying to smooth things over, her shoulders stiffened,
her movements were angry. She roughly tossed things around making plenty of noise.

“Give me your hand, aingeal.” She ignored him, busying herself with wiping the counters.

Cián stood back to see if she could settle herself. But she simply rattled dishes and when he
touched her arm, she shoved away from him a third time, turning to gather the fry pan. That was
enough. Time to help her get rid of the angst. He grabbed the spatula still on the table and walked toward his girl.


“You drive me crazy. I want to kiss you, spank you, and make love to you every day.”


About Alyssa

USA Today and #1 International best-selling author, Alyssa Bailey, lives amongst the beauty of
Southeast Alaska. She lives where the sky meets the rainforest on the mountains; the mountains touch
the ocean, and the wildlife frolic on land, sea, and air. Humans, the ultimate interlopers, are wedged
in where allowed and are properly thankful for the privilege.

Alyssa loves writing realistic romance for the naughty in all of us. Writing power exchanges between
strong, intelligent, sassy women who are not afraid to make a stand and men confident enough to give
his woman space, but Alpha enough to keep her safe despite her choices is a common theme.

She loves series and finds she is expanding her horizons and comfort zone with every new book.
Sometimes, suspense and mystery stirs the plot. HEA’s are her passion. 


“Remember, I spank for naughty”


Note about penning this book:
This last trilogy and especially the last book was difficult for me. I have grown as an author during
the writing of the O’Connors. If you start from the beginning, with Liam and Jocelyn, you will not
only follow the progression of the family storyline but the story of my writing. 

There were plenty of ups and downs and growing pains but at the end of the day, like the O’Connors,
I like where I am. And like them, the next generation is in full swing and their third generation is
beginning to find love as I am beginning to spread my own wings to spaces and places I never
thought to go.  

I hope you have fallen in love with the O’Connors. Would you like to know of other new and
wonderful places my writing might take us? 

Check out the venue of your choice below and follow me.  

You can find Alyssa online:

Twitter: @blushingalyssa
Blog/web page:  http://alyssabailey.com/

Also by Alyssa Bailey and Blushing Books

The O'Connor Series:

Liam & Jocelyn's Story

Ciaran and Katherine's Story

Quinlan and Cheyenne's Story

Kelli and Parker’s Story

Cián and Molly’s Story
In Pursuit of Molly, Cián O’Connor Book 1
Freeing Molly, Cián O’Connor Book 2
Forever Molly, Cián O’Connor Book3

Lords and Little Ladies Series:
Lord Kendrick Commands (Book 4) TBA

Safe and Secure Series:
Book 2 (2019)

Clearwater Ranch Series 
Camille’s Second Chance (Book 2) May 2019

Lone Wind Series:

Heroes Undercover

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