Tuesday, February 21, 2017

Reaper's Kiss - Allison West

Reaper's Kiss 
by Allison West

I'm happy to bring you Reaper's Kiss today. Allison West is a wonderful author and you need to check out her other great works.

Blurb:
Heir to the throne of Casmerelda, Princess Ophelia has a knack for disobeying the rules. When she sneaks out in secret to visit her boyfriend, her life takes an unexpected twist. She is murdered by an unknown assailant outside the Blue Moon Tavern and is tasked with being a grim reaper. Is it punishment for her naughty night outings or the Dacre curse?
Wynter Gael has no choice but to reap the soul of Ophelia Dacre and bring her into the world of the undead. Responsible for reaping souls and fixing her mistakes, he must decide if putting her over his knee is worth it or if she should be sent to the royal council for further disciplinary action.
Reaper’s Kiss is a paranormal erotic novel with elements of spankings, anal play, graphic sex, and mild violence.


Excerpt :
“Have you been given an assignment yet?” Violetta asked.

“No.” Leila wasn’t taking anyone’s soul. If she could let them live, why shouldn’t they? Just because she’d been cheated out of her life didn’t mean she had to do the same to others. What was the worst that could happen?

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. You can find more about Allison on Facebook and Twitter.

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Saturday, February 18, 2017

Saturday Spankings - Holding Hands



I missed participating in Saturday Spanking last week. I was off traveling with some writing buddies. I had a great time, but I’m glad to be back with a snippet this week. I'm sticking with Cal's Law today.
Jenny has been late to class twice in one week breaking her agreement with Cal to make it to all her classes on time. She admits her mistake and promises to do better, but she’s startled to realize Cal plans on spanking her again despite her apology.

“You’d better not be late again, but this spanking is for being late these two times. Go get the paddle now, I have to get back to work,” Cal told her firmly.
Jenny continued to stare at him in shock. Cal said no more, he simply stood waiting. Jenny turned and stomped into the bedroom, in the nightstand she saw the paddle. It looked like a paddleball paddle on steroids. This thing was going to hurt. Not quite able to keep her anger under control she slammed the drawer and went back to the living room. With the scowl still on her face she let Cal position her across his lap.
 “Give me your hand,” he ordered.
“What? Now you want to hold hands?” Jenny asked sarcastically.
“Honey, you better be glad I’m not spanking you for your mouth right now. I just need to be sure you won’t reach back, I have a feeling you’re going to want to.






Blurb:

Jenny is the typical rich-kid, sorority girl. Getting good grades isn’t high on her priority list. In fact, that sits well below getting into the secret faction of her sorority. To do that she must pull off a daring bit of mischief. 
Cal Bennett is the town sheriff. He’s a relatively young, no-nonsense, kind of guy – with a good heart. He is the moral center of this small town in North Carolina. But when his and Jenny’s paths cross unexpectedly, things get complicated and he questions his morals and his heart.
His plan to save Jenny from herself by enforcing strict discipline seems like a sound one.  To both of them. At first. He enacts a touch of martial law and Jenny agrees to learn more than English Lit. Cooking, cleaning, and laundry are but a few of her new subjects. Along with time-management, telling the truth and doing homework. Breaking any one in this new set of rules will result in a sound spanking. It all sounds simple enough when she signs on the dotted line of the contract between her and her sheriff. 
But, life is messy and she is faced with one tough decision after another. She’s a college student! Shouldn’t life be easier than this? Less complicated? But she is pulled in two directions: her moral, upstanding sheriff leads her down one path, and a cute frat boy leads her down another. In one direction lies maturity, and a future. In the other, the simplicity of being a rich kid in college where Mommy and Daddy pay for everything. Now she must choose: Will she continue to let her parents pay for it all, or will she learn to pay the price for her own actions?

PK Corey's Author Page


Other books by PK Corey: The Cassie Series

(If you haven't read a Cassie book, you need to give one a try!)

Cassie's Space (book one)   
Cassie's Tale (book two)                       
Cassie on the Move (book three)          
Cassie's River Living (book four)        
Cassie's Conflict (book five)
Cassie's Influence (book six)
Cassie's Ordeal (book seven)
Cassie Corralled (book eight)
Cassie's Road Trip (book nine)


Check out more great snippet here.

Tuesday, February 7, 2017

Daryl Devoré - What Happens in Bangkok

What Happens in Bangkok
Daryl Devoré




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


I'm happy to have Daryl Devoré as my guest today. This new book has me very intrigued and I'm guessing you'll want to read more about it also.
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?




Excerpt:

Erik leaned on the balcony railing and stared down at the crowd of patrons partying in her club. They were laughing, and buying over-priced and watered-down booze, just the way it was supposed to be. The strobe lights bounced off the glitter and tinsel, adding blinding sparkles to the atmosphere. Overhead, four massive disco balls turned, spitting out flashes of light, randomly illuminating either patrons or the leopard print wallpapered walls. And best of all, Bangkok was a half a world away from home, which couldn't be more perfect.
She'd made it through her second year. She hadn't expected to jump straight into an owner/managerial position, but the opening was there and she grabbed it. The learning curve had been steep at first, although she now felt like she had her feet on the floor and her head squarely on her shoulders. Life wasn't perfect, but it was good. She took a deep breath and enjoyed a sense of calmness.
"Hey, Boss Lady."
She shifted to look at Sebastian, her stage manager. His chest muscles bulged under his white t-shirt, the rips in his jeans hinted at strong thighs, and the ever present headset rested on his scruffy brown hair. He sat on one hip and flipped a hand to point behind him. "It's just cray cray back there. Shangri-Lay's havin' a hissy fit."
Stifling the urge to pound her forehead on the brass railing, Erik asked, "What's the little diva's issue this time?"
"Well, she's screamin' somethin' 'bout Ra-chell took her pink scarf and the new eye shadow that matches it. Ra-chell says she didn't. She bought 'em this afternoon when she was out shoppin'. You know Ra-chell 'n shoppin'. She gets a paycheck and it's gone. But no way Shangri-Lay's gonna believe her. She's threatenin' to rip out her hair extensions."
Erik placed her palms on the cool railing and pushed upright. "Lead on."
She followed the harassed stage manager through the club, the pounding bass drowning out anything more he might have said to her. In the evening gown laden, makeup strewn topsy-turviness of the dressing room chaos ruled. Two partially dressed people rolled on the floor, entangled in each other's arms and legs, with fingers gripping hair and voices screeching. The other performers stood by and watched, cheering their favorite.
Erik grabbed a nearby glass, tossed the contents in the sink and filled it with cold water. She pushed her way through the crowd and flung the contents on the fighters.
"Ah! My makeup."
"You bitch!"
"Excuse me?" Erik lifted an eyebrow.
"Oh, crap. Get off me. You brute. You bitchy brute." The fighter on the bottom struggled to get free. The peacock blue eye shadow seemed to glow against his dark skin.
"And you love it." Grinning, the lighter skinned male with the corkscrew curl wig grinned pointed at the other's swollen bulge in his robe.
She stifled an eye roll. "You queens are so going to be the death of me."
Sandee, dressed in a Cabaret showgirl costume, leaned closer and wrapped his arm around her shoulder. "You know we love you, Erika honey. You're one of us. Just one of the gals."

New releases anytime soon?
What Happens in Bangkok is book 1 of the Two Hearts One Love Trilogy – book 2 is at the publisher and I am waiting for the edits.

Where can eager fans find you?
GoodReads Author Page - http://www.goodreads.com/DarylDevore

Now a little more about our author:


Tell me a bit about yourself and what inspired you to become a writer?
I live on the Ontario side of the Ontario/Quebec border. When I'm not writing, I'm a yoga class. As to what inspired me - I learned to print and was able then to put my stories on paper.
What is your greatest temptation:


In men: Matt Damon – hands down – no question.
In food: chocolate – no wait- cookies – oooh chocolate cookies
In clothes: jeans – I'm a pretty casual person although I love checking out $900 Prada heels.


Your dream home - mountains or ocean?
Ocean.  My motto – Sun. Sand. Sea water.


Do you have a daily writing routine?  If so, please share.
Let's see. I get up. Head to my laptop. Check emails. Then chaos ensues as life kicks in. So no – no writing routine.