Captured, Chained, and Desperate #MFRWHooks #excerpt #werewolf

Today's the day. 

Marketing for Romance Writers run their book hooks blog hop every Wednesday. Please take a look at the short excerpt from my very first book, To Wed A Werewolf

Sylvie stepped back and leaned against the car. “What have you done?”

“Saved you, you silly cow, or did you want to fuck with that? Now stand still and be quiet while I talk to my friends.” Even drunk, Rom seemed dangerous. He keyed a preprogrammed number. “Subject acquired, but he’s tougher than I expected.”

“And,” Sylvie whispered, “he’ll kill you when the Taser charge wears off.”

Ron backhanded her. “I told you to keep quiet, or do we have to kill you too?”

Caleb saw tears mist her eyes, but she blinked them away and backed off. Gods, he needed to kiss her tears from her cheeks—right after he handed her Ron’s head on a plate.

A white van skidded to a halt beside them. Two human males jumped out, chained Caleb’s arms behind him, twisted the chain around his ankles, and pulled it tight.

Elves’ blood, the damn thing’s silver.

It locked him in primal form and burned red brands into his flesh. Pain crescendoed through him and drove his primal beast insane. His roars grew more animalistic as his humanity sank deeper inside him. He needed to kill, destroy, and maim. But whatever his form, he’d protect Sylvie.

Blurb

Sylvie's more human librarian than half-blood Fae princess and she definitely prefers books to men. Then, she learns her unwanted Lykae fiancée is marrying someone else. If she doesn't stop the wedding, the Fae will resume the border war with the Werewolf nation. A high-handed Lykae security guard blocks her every move, and when her plans go awry, she's kidnapped, stripped, and bound for his pleasure.

Caleb the Cold, King of the Lykae, will do anything to make his younger brother's wedding special--even pretend he's a security guard and kidnap his brother's former fiancée. Punishing her is pure pleasure, until he realizes she's his mate. Now he needs to woo the woman he's tormented to the edge of madness, but is it too late to claim her heart, and make her his?

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Her Rogue Viking by Ashe Barker - Abducted. Humbled. Claimed. #discipline #dominance #interview

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Today, my good friend and regular lunch partner had dropped by to talk about her latest book - Her Rogue Viking. 

Tag Lines

• Will she submit to the fierce Rogue Viking who has abducted her and enslaved her people?

• He has her body. Will she give him her heart?

First, a quick word from Ashe.

I have always been fascinated by Vikings. Strong, sexy warriors, ruthless, dominant and determined – what’s not to like? It was only a matter of time before I wove a story around these fierce raiders who rampaged through Scotland and England for over three centuries, eventually settling and leaving their indelible mark on our history.

A Viking raid was indeed a ferocious affair. They relied on what would nowadays probably be termed ‘shock and awe’ swooping in from the sea on their fast dragon ships to attack with vicious and deadly effect. The Nordic raiders would be gone almost as swiftly as they arrived, leaving a trail of destruction in their wake. The modern equivalent would be a helicopter attack on a sleepy rural village by SWAT teams armed with automatic weapons– the local people would hardly know what hit them.

I have employed a certain amount of poetic license, but I was determined to recreate the Viking era to the best of my ability – their homes, their clothing, what they ate, how they lived. I hope readers will be as entranced as I am by these creative and charismatic raiders, and perhaps forgive them their more outrageous little foibles.

1. Author Interview
   
   
   1. So, tell us a bit more about Ulfric. He’s a stern and sexy Viking chief, with a twitchy palm, but what else is there to know?
   Well, I think you just about covered the basics there. Ulfric has a strong sense of family loyalty but that is tested sorely in this book. He has a difficult choice to make, but he is a man who doesn’t shirk his duty and ultimately he will do what he thinks is right for those he loves – whether they like it or not.
   
   
   2            Why do you enjoy writing historical fiction?
   History was my favourite lesson at school, though some periods are more fascinating to me than others. I always preferred the medieval or even earlier times, though the Victorians were an interesting bunch too. But the Viking era is my current favourite and Her Rogue Viking is the first in a series the three linked novels set among these Nordic warriors and the sassy Celts who bring them to their knees.
   
   
   In many ways life was simpler in the past, if a lot more brutal, and of course some of the moral issues we would have to deal with in a contemporary setting don’t apply. Inequality was the norm. Women were expected to obey – or else. A spanking author can have a field day.
   
   
   3                     Do you see writing as a career?
   Yes. I try to be fairly ordered about it. I like to be at my desk (well, more accurately the kitchen table) laptop fired up and coffee to hand, by nine in the morning and I tend to write for most of the day then. There are also a lot of related tasks to keep on top of, mainly to do with promo or research, or keeping in touch with readers and other authors. It’s definitely a full-time job for me.
   
   
   4                     Do you recall how your interest in writing originated?
   I think it was always there, though I only started writing properly about three years ago. I have always tended to plot stories in my head though, often when sitting in traffic jams on my daily commute. I now work at home so all that time spent inhaling exhaust fumes is finally paying off.
   
   
   5                     If you could have been told one thing that you weren't told when you were a teenager, what would you like to have heard?
   I was given lots of advice as a teenager, much of it unsolicited and not especially good. I think we all have to make our own mistakes, but hopefully I haven’t made the same mistake to many times. That would be sad.
   Looking back, I think the most important thing I picked up along the way was that we all have choices, all the time. We’re entitled to choose our own way in life, but we should also be ready to own and accept the consequences of our decisions.
   Someone once invited me to cast my mind forward to a time perhaps sixty years from now when I’ll be long-gone and my daughter (currently eighteen) is herself entering old age. Imagine she’s talking to her grandchildren, telling them about me. What would I like her to be saying? My actions now, today, will dictate what those obituaries might be so don’t leave it until later to be the sort of person you want to be remembered as.
   
   
   6                     What would you do if you were the last person on this earth?
   Turn out the lights.
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Blurb

Though Fiona puts up a brave fight when her village is raided by Vikings, she ends up being carried off over the broad shoulders of Ulfric Freysson, the leader of the Norsemen. The stern, ruggedly handsome warrior quickly makes it clear that she belongs to him now, and her best efforts to escape merely earn Fiona a painful, humiliating switching on her bare bottom.

Her captor’s bold dominance sets Fiona’s passion ablaze, and when he brings her to his bed she cannot help begging for him to claim her completely. As Ulfric begins training her to please him in any way he demands, Fiona finds herself falling in love with her new master, but she soon realizes that there are those among his people who still see her as an enemy. When her life is threatened by a member of his own family, will he stand ready to protect her no matter the cost?

Publisher’s Note: Her Rogue Viking includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Excerpt

“Good morning, little Celt. I trust you slept well.”

“What are you doing?” Her voice was breathy, her fear of him already apparent despite her seeming trust as she slept.

“I am exploring. I believe I mentioned this to you already.”

“You promised…” She made to wriggle away but his arm around her waist prevented such awkwardness.

“I said your body was mine to explore, to pleasure, and to punish. I hope the latter will not prove needful this fine morning, but as to the first two…”

“Please… do not…”

“Mine, wench. You will no doubt recall the consequences of disobedience.”

“Why must you continue to threaten me? We both know how this will end. I am not a fool, I know what to expect.”

Ulfric paused, his palm now resting against her exposed buttock. He squeezed gently. “I rather think you have no idea whatsoever what you might expect from me. You do know, now, that disobedience will get you punished…” He squeezed her tender bottom again by way of reminder, “…but submission brings its own rewards also.”

“It is not submission when you offer me no choice. When you threaten to beat me if I do not… do not—”

“We shall see. And I shall not beat you, ever. You will be spanked if you deserve that, but I will do you no harm. For now, I shall be content to settle for a more intimate exploration of the sweet lips I and my men glimpsed yesterday evening when you were so delightfully displayed for us over yonder tree trunk.” He smiled to himself at her anguished whimper but pressed on with his assault on her senses and her emotions. He had no doubt at all that she had hated being bared to them and treated to ten hard strokes of the switch. It had been necessary, and she had found the entire experience painful and humiliating. The wench would never admit to desiring any repetition of it. He had taken that at face value, but the glistening sheen that coated her nether lips as he wielded the switch was not lost on him, nor was her outpouring of vulnerability and need afterwards. His little Fiona had been aroused on some level, and he intended to test that response further now. She could deny it all she liked, but her body would tell him the truth.

She made as though to clamp her thighs together as he slid his fingers around and started to explore the deep crevice between her buttocks.

“No. You will remain open, spread for me.”

“Please…”

“Wider, little Celt.” He tapped her inner thigh, urging her to offer him better access.

“But, your men… They will know, and—”

“I doubt they will be shocked so please do not trouble yourself on that account. In any case, they have their own tasks to attend to. We are, to all intents and purposes, quite alone.”

It was clear that she did not believe him since the little wench lifted her head to gaze about her, then she dropped her chin again to rest on his chest. He found he did not entirely care for her air of dejection and defeat, but he supposed it was to be expected. She was powerless, clearly reluctant, but too afraid to resist his demands.

Perhaps it is too soon?

No. He was her master, she his slave. He would have his way.

More about Ashe Barker

USA Today best-selling author Ashe Barker has been an avid reader of fiction for many years, erotic and other genres. She still loves reading, the hotter the better. But now she has a good excuse for her guilty pleasure – research.

Ashe tends to draw on her own experience to lend colour, detail and realism to her plots and characters. An incident here, a chance remark there, a bizarre event or quirky character, any of these can spark a story idea.

Ashe lives in the North of England, on the edge of the Brontë moors and enjoys the occasional flirtation with pole dancing and drinking Earl Grey tea. When not writing – which is not very often these days - her time is divided between her role as taxi driver for her teenage daughter, and caring for a menagerie of dogs, tortoises.  And a very grumpy cockatiel.  

At the last count Ashe had over forty titles on general release with publishers on both sides of the Atlantic, and several more in the pipeline. She writes M/f, M/M, and occasionally rings the changes with a little M/M/f. Ashe’s books invariably feature BDSM. She writes explicit stories, always hot, but offering far more than just sizzling sex. Ashe likes to read about complex characters, and to lose herself in compelling plots, so that’s what she writes too.

Ashe has a pile of story ideas still to work through, and keeps thinking of new ones at the most unlikely moments, so you can expect to see a lot more from her.

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The Lords of Discipline by Allison West #spanking #historical

From a line of felons...Violet Kingsley’s parents, convicted of conspiring against the crown, were sent to the penal colony, leaving Violet with her abusive uncle. Escaping his home was easy, living on the streets was a matter of survival. At nineteen she wants nothing more than to see her parents again. With no other way to discover their whereabouts, she forces her way inside a restaurant and breaks into the kitchen, delivering herself one last hot meal before she too is sent to the penal colony, in hopes of finding them again.

Officer James Foster patrols the streets of London and is called into a different district to cover a shift. Catching Violet red-handed with stolen soup right out of the ladle, he has no choice but to arrest her, except his heart won’t let him send this poor woman to the magistrate for further proceedings. He’s seen her before, bought her a meal two years ago, and feels nothing but guilt for her still living the same life she had back then. He should have done more for her.

Knowing what will become of Violet as a convict on a ship set out for the penal colony, she would be one of only a few women against hundreds of men who wanted to take her virtue. Violet would not survive the transport, let alone the life of a convict in New South Wales.

Needing a caretaker for his fourteen-month old daughter, James offers her a chance to pay off her debt, with the same sentence term, seven years. Will she behave as a lady should, or find his expectations and her new life to be too difficult?

DISCLAIMER: This book contains the elements of domestic discipline and power exchange. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase this book.

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Excerpt

“Stop!” the officer shouted at her. His icy blue eyes locked onto hers.

Violet dropped the ladle, the soup splashing about the pot. She swallowed the last bite of her bread, her eyes wide, surprised to recognize the officer standing in front of her. “James?” Was she wrong in remembering him? Perhaps he had a brother or there was a likeness between them. It had been years and Violet had spent less than an hour with him.

He sighed heavily, shaking his head, looking quite displeased. “I am going to have to arrest you, Violet.”

For the first time, she felt conflicted regarding the entire ordeal. For weeks, she had been talking herself up, deciding this was the only way to see her parents again. Not that she even knew with absolute certainty where they were in New South Wales. It was quite a long shot, leaving London and hoping to stumble upon her parents. Laying eyes on James, it made her question all of it. Had she made a mistake?

About the Author

Allison West is a #1 International Best-Selling Author in Erotica, BDSM, Romantic Erotica, Sci-Fi, Victorian, and Historical Erotica. She also writes young adult novels under the name Ruth Silver.

Allison West has been inventing worlds and writing stories for years. Her favorite novels are those that leave a lasting impression, long after the final page is read. She loves writing naughty novels with characters that you can connect with. You can find more about Allison on Facebook and Twitter.

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Don’t miss these exciting titles by Allison West and Blushing Books!

A Taste of Wonderland

Guarded Discipline

Little Lizzie’s Reform

Reaper’s Kiss

Little Prim and Proper

The Victorian Shift

The Decoy Bride

Delia’s Debt

Little Secrets

Jailed Little Jade

Enrolling Little Etta

The Nanny

Fire Licked

The Murderess

Betrayed by Blood

Darien's Desire by Daryl Devore #hot #rockstar #romance

 

Blurb

You loved What Happens in Bangkok and want to know what happens next….

It's complicated is not only her relationship status, but the definition of Erika Bailey's life. She loves managing her drag queen club in Bangkok, Thailand, but her rock star boyfriend resides in North Carolina. And to top it off, her father threatens she must stay away from Darien or lose the Pink Flamingo. Does she protect her club or her love?

Darien Scott, Grammy award winning international superstar, wants nothing more than to wake up in the arms of Erika, the woman he loves, but contractual obligations force him to exotic video shoots and an isolated movie set with one of Hollywood's sexiest stars.

With the feeding frenzy of social media trending every aspect of Darien's life—real or not—it's hard for Erika to know the truth. Will she be able to see through the lies and trust Darien? Or will evidence from damaging Internet rumors condemn their relationship?  

Excerpt – G rated

"My life was fine until he showed up." Erika wiped the tears off her cheek, then tossed the tissue toward the trash can. It missed and hit the floor.

"Really? Was it?" Sandee pulled another tissue from the box and handed it to her.

Erika thought back to the days before Darien appeared at her club disguised as Apollo. She was lonely, jealous of everyone else who had a special someone in their life, and more than a bit horny. All of which she’d tried unsuccessfully to bury in her work.

She snatched the tissue from his hand. "I hate it when you ask all the right questions." She blew her nose and threw the wad of tissue at the trash can. It bounced off the end and hit the floor.

Sandee snickered. "You weren't on the basketball team, were you?"

Erika grinned and shook her head. "My, however did you guess?"

Sandee chuckled. "I was. Can't think of a better place to be than a room full of boys in shorts and big bouncing balls."

"Darien put you up to this?"

He shrugged. "Sorta. Both he and Brian asked me to have a little tête-à-tête with you. Brian's worried about Darien's drinking, and Darien's confused and hurting."

She played with her thumbnail. The truth was always hard to admit. "I might have overreacted a bit and vented it out toward Darien."

Sandee settled back on Erika's couch. "I love a good story. Start at the beginning. Oh, and include all the sexy parts. I love it when two straights do the nasty."

Excerpt 2 – hotter

Rain pattered on the thatched roof of the pavilion. She pulled back with a gasp, lowered her head and worked tiny kisses down his throat, his chest and along his stomach. As she backed up, the tip of his swollen cock bumped her bottom. She wiggled it. A groan erupted from his throat.

She lifted her hips and pressed her groin against his shaft. Flexing and tilting her hips, she positioned herself so her clit slid along his hot flesh. He bucked and moaned. A sweet internal tingle turned to an intense burn. Her body tensed as her focus centered on her need.

As quick as she could, she shifted and settled herself over his erection and eased down. He arched his hips. His chest rose and fell in rapid shallow breaths. She massaged her breasts as she rocked her hips.

"Pretend these are your hands. Feel what they're feeling." She teased and pulled at her nipples, making them swollen and pink. "Imagine your lips sucking on these. When I think about you doing that to me, it makes me so hot." She kept her rocking motion steady. "Like this?"

"Oh gawd, babe. Yes. You're so incredible."

She slid one hand down her belly to her clit and the other around, reaching for his balls. With gentle movements, she rubbed.

The rain increased. The wind howled through the trees.

He raised and dropped his hips, moans matching his movements. She dragged her fingers around his balls. His hips jerked as he deepened his thrust.

The sensation grew and spread through her.

"Come on, babe. I'm gonna come. Come on." She focused her hand, circling and stroking her clit as she pumped up and down. Her breasts bounced. Her heart pounded.

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Other Books by Daryl Devore

What Happens in Bangkok – Book 1 of the Two Hearts One Love Trilogy

To save Darien's life his brother asks, "Can you walk in high heels?"

Erika Bailey, owner/manager of a drag queen club in Bangkok, Thailand has happily settled into all aspects of her new life, except for her lack of a love life. When a new diva auditions, Erika is bewildered over her instant attraction to the blond God, Apollo.

Darien Scott is on vacation after a world tour and mistakenly figures the safest place to be is at The Black Dragon with the head of a Triad. When the club is hit, Darien is the only person to get out alive. Now   he's running from the police and a Triad. Mistake number 1.

Disguised as a drag queen, he's hired by Erika, but falls hard for his new boss, then struggles with not coming clean with her. Mistake number 2.

Can he fix his mistakes and find a life filled with love or is he headed straight for mistake number 3?

https://www.amazon.com/What-Happens-Bangkok-Hearts-Love-ebook/dp/B01NAYE911/

Author Interview

Tell me about your latest release

Darien's Desire is the second book in the Two Loves One Heart Trilogy. It continues the romance of club owner, Erika Bailey and rock star, Darien Scott. This books throws more curves at them and takes them off to an erotic locale.

Are you working on a new book right now?

The final book of the series is bouncing between editor and myself at the moment- expected Dec release. After that, there is a Christmas short coming out, about a songwriter and a homeless person – obviously a Dec release. There is one book sitting on hard drive that is begging to be written, but I just can't seem to get to it. And several others are waiting.

Are you a morning or night person?

Night owl. According to my mother – even when I was a baby – night owl!

If I wasn't afraid I would _________ (What?)

If I wasn't afraid I would stand up for myself more often. I'm an introvert and a massive wuss.

Someday, I want to _________ (What?)

Touch a cloud. One of those beautiful white summery clouds.

What is the best thing you have done in your life?

Raised my daughter to be a strong independent woman (opposite of her wuss of a mother)

What are your favorite hobbies?

I am addicted to yoga. I also belly dance. And I love to garden and cook.

What are your pet peeves?

Arrogant people. They so annoy me.

Because of the anonymity of the internet, people say the meanest and quite often the stupidest things. That is so irritating.

As a child, what did you wish to become when you grew up?

A cowboy. I didn't understand about gender – I'm a girl but I wanted to be a cowboy. Not a cowgirl.  A cowboy.

If you were to create a slogan for your life, what would it be?

My current mantra is I release my need to be perfect. It's been known to irritate others because of the typo, but that's there on purpose. Trying to be perfect is impossible and wastes a lot of valuable energy, so I have given myself permission to be imperfect and not worry about it. Remember a few questions higher I said I'm addicted to yoga. That's where I learned how to release my quest for perfection.