Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Tina Donahue "Brought To His Knees"


Make Me Surrender – included novella by Tina Donahue

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Blurb for Brought to His Knees boxed set

The Alpha male. Strong. In control. Letting no one and nothing rule him…until he meets the one, and all bets are off. The world tilts, the bed rocks, and suddenly that tough guy finds himself Brought to His Knees—in more ways than one.

This collection of ten hot to erotic novellas and one short erotic novel will take you on journeys of lust, love, and adventure, leave you breathless and quite possibly in need of a cold shower.

Enter with anticipation. Finish satisfied…

Blurb for Tina Donahue’s Make Me Surrender (menage):

She has a proposition…to win their attention, passion, hearts.

For over a year, Mercy’s had her eye on Travis and Dutch, two of the hottest guys on the Oregon coast. Dark and dangerously virile, Travis owns a saloon that caters to bikers. Dutch looks like one, right down to his impressive tats, and operates a motorcycle repair shop on the premises.
When a position opens in the saloon’s kitchen, Mercy sees a way to be near these sinfully sexy men, wanting the job and lodging, her cabin snuggled between theirs.
Travis isn’t so sure about having Mercy nearby. She’s deliciously curvy, but too nice. He’s into temporary fun. To Dutch, forever is a dirty word.
Imagine their surprise when sweet little Mercy encourages wild nights of carnal pleasure with a dash of bondage and spanking…followed by friendship and tenderness.
Before she’s through, these tough guys will be the ones who’ve surrendered.

Excerpt #2:

Travis slammed the pickup’s door and went around to the bed.
Mercy reached it just as he did. “Can you hand me the cooler?” She pointed to it.
She’d painted her nails the same shade as her lips. He recalled her finger in his mouth, how good the frosting and her skin had tasted. A sudden shock of heat spread from Travis’s belly to his crotch.
“There’s a fridge inside, right?” she asked.
It took him a moment to catch up. He nodded. “Your own private bath too.” Just in case she’d planned to use the one in Dutch’s cabin or his, driving both of them over the edge.
“Thanks.” She took the cooler from him and pulled out a single-wrapped Popsicle. Cherry-flavored. “Want one?”
Travis’s answer died in his throat at her tongue snaking around the tip of the pop. She worked the treat between her lips, in and out, as she would a man’s stiffened rod. Unable to speak, he shook his head.
Mercy licked the corners of her mouth, her tongue stained scarlet. “If you do later, go ahead and take as many as you want. Sure is hot today.”
His damn underwear was practically smoking.
After giving him another smile, she followed her girlfriend to the cabin. Like a lovesick puppy, Travis followed, staring at Mercy’s plush ass, the backs of her thighs. All that pale, smooth skin had him breathing hard.
She stopped. He couldn’t, at least not quickly enough, and bumped into her, his cock snuggled against her butt. Mercy looked over, submission in her eyes, a drop of Popsicle juice on her lower lip.
It glittered in the afternoon light, inviting him to taste its sweetness, the cushiony comfort of her mouth.
With a shitting lot of willpower, Travis stepped back, letting Mercy lick her lip before he did.
On a sigh, she turned from him and considered the cabin’s interior again. Bright and clean, smelling of disinfectant and Febreze. He and Dutch had worked on the damn place for hours.
“Wow. This is really nice.” Mercy touched the wooden bedframe, small kitchen set, and freshly washed curtains as though they were made of gold.
Travis wondered what she would think of his old place in one of San Francisco’s most exclusive high rises, or his parents’ many mansions. He’d willingly walked away from so much when she hadn’t had the choice. Rotten luck had caused her to be alone, to work at Fast Fill and here in order to take care of herself.
Mercy didn’t seem to mind or care about money at all. In that they were so alike, making Travis admire and like her even more.
She offered a grateful smile. “You did an awesome job.”
“Way better than Carl would have,” the girl with her gushed, then added, “I’m Jill by the way. Carl’s my guy. That’s his pickup you drove,” she said to Travis. “Thanks for not hitting anything with it.”
Dutch chuckled.
Mercy gave him and her friend a disapproving look. “Travis wasn’t driving that fast. He’s just in a hurry to get me moved in. Do you have plans later?” She spoke to him and Dutch. “Either of you? Am I interfering?”
Travis had thought about calling one of the women he knew, maybe grab a pizza, catch a movie, screw until they were both raw then call it a night. “Nope. Dutch probably does.”
“I don’t,” he said immediately, and smiled at Mercy. “We’re all yours.”
She nodded slowly and licked the length of her Popsicle.
Travis’s throat constricted. He cleared it and said, “After we bring in your things, we’ll set up the ground rules for this arrangement.” He gestured to Dutch. “Let’s go.”
When they reached the pickup’s bed, Dutch spoke quietly. “Ground rules? You mean her hours of work. What she’s supposed to do.”
“Yeah, along with you keeping your jeans zipped and wearing a damn shirt when she’s around.”
“Like you’re doing? Oh wait, you’re not.”
“I didn’t wrap my arm around her.”
“It was a friendly gesture. Hell, I do the same with my grandmother. It’s not a felony.”


Dark Wolf Enterprises
A.M. Griffin

Murder, mayhem and imprinting with a hot wolf shifter… And they say being an accountant is boring.

Building Bridges
Amy Ruttan

A vet tech and a lone wolf rancher ride out a sudden storm, but can they weather the emotions they stir up in each other...

Three Strikes
Anya Richards

Two lonely men. One secret affair. Irresistible passion that will push them both to the breaking point, and beyond.

A Cowboy’s Seduction
Cynthia D’Alba

One exhausted cowboy + One uptight accountant x A tropical resort = A hot seduction. But who is seducing whom?

Born to Sin
Danica Avet

A tomboy in love makes a desperate attempt to seduce her best friend and succeeds beyond her wildest dreams. But this Alpha male isn’t easily tamed and has secrets that could very well tear them apart.

The Sound of Your Name
Felice Fox

Their silent erotic encounters change his luck and awaken his soul, but secrets and cowboy superstitions can only keep them apart.

Beneath the Pages
Jennifer Kacey

One wicked night with her did nothing but whet his appetite. Now he’ll settle for nothing less than her complete submission.

Cruising for Love
Lynne Silver

A vacation cruise comes with surprises—like the BDSM theme and her high school love, the one man she can’t resist.

Sabrina York

A scalding attraction. An irresistible passion. A pity she’s the one woman he can never have…

Chief Sin
Sayde Grace

A taste of Sin isn’t enough. Instead she wants all of him, including the heart she once broke.

Make Me Surrender
Tina Donahue

When it comes to two of the hottest guys in town, she has a proposition…to win their attention, passion, hearts.


Tina Donahue is an award-winning, bestselling novelist in erotic, paranormal, contemporary and historical romance for Samhain Publishing, Ellora’s Cave, Siren Publishing, and Kensington. Booklist, Publisher’s Weekly, Romantic Times and numerous online sites have praised her work. Three of her erotic romances (Adored, Lush Velvet Nights, and Deep, Dark, Delicious) were named finalists in the 2011 EPIC competition. The French review site, Blue Moon reviews, chose her erotic romance Sensual Stranger as their Book of the Year 2010 (erotic category). The Golden Nib Award at Miz Love Loves Books was created specifically for Lush Velvet Nights, and two of her titles (The Yearning and Deep, Dark, Delicious) received an Award of Merit in the RWA Holt Medallion competition (2011 and 2012). Take Me Away and Adored both won second place in the NEC RWA contest (different years). Tina is featured in the 2012 Novel & Short Story Writer’s Market. She was the editor of an award–winning Midwestern newspaper and worked in Story Direction for a Hollywood production company.

Saturday, August 16, 2014

Release date: August 20th...

Fran Lee
  Copyright 2014

Celia Roberts stared around her at the group of women and wondered vaguely how they managed to keep straight faces as they joined hands and chanted. They couldn’t be serious about this, could they? There were elderly women standing in the circle beside younger ones, and some who looked like teeny-boppers…every imaginable kind of woman was here, it seemed, and they were all focused on bringing down Armageddon on CeeCee’s hapless, selfish ex. She shivered as she wondered whether something like this could possibly work.

Probably not.

Why the heck she had ever let Cerise talk her into coming here was beyond her. She wasn’t one to believe in spells and magic, and she certainly wasn’t one to wish anything cruel on anyone, even Cerise’s ex-boyfriend. Sure he was a cheating, selfish swine, but why could Cerise not just dump his sorry ass and forget about him? There were plenty of nicer guys out there who would appreciate Cerise and love her.

Revenge was a petty and unworthy impulse. Celia couldn’t imagine letting frustration or anger take over to the point where she was bent on getting even with anybody. Of course there was somebody she wouldn’t mind putting firmly in his place, but that was another story.

As the chant droned on around her, she saw his face and wished she could make him regret the things he did to others just because he was rich and because he could.

The incense and the chant made her blink as she pictured his handsome face and that wicked, crooked smile she had grown to detest.

Why didn’t she simply look for another job? It would be easier than dealing with a misogynistic, self-centered jerk like Kurt Masters every day. But then she didn’t really deal with him much. She supposed her anger was mainly because of what the man stood for rather than any personal affront to her. Yes. That had to be it. Because Celia Roberts didn’t hold grudges. Not at all. It wasn’t in her to hold a grudge.

Except maybe for that time he’d practically knocked her on her ass getting on the elevator because she hadn’t been moving quickly enough. And let’s not forget the time she had asked if they could install a suggestion box in the employee’s lounge. He’d simply stared at her as if she were some small, nasty bug, and walked away.

He was one of those men with the misguided attitude that his ass was made of twenty-four karat gold and everyone needed to kiss it. Oh, she would love to see him get his comeuppance. But she certainly wouldn’t be the one to give it to him. He was too smart. Too rich. Too damn…everything! He got any woman he wanted without even having to be nice, for Heaven’s sake. The stupid women just flocked to him and enjoyed his abuse. Why did the biggest jerks have to be the most gorgeous ones? Thank God she would never fall for a man like that. The jerk didn’t deserve the attention he got.

The incense was threatening to suffocate her. It was so hot in the room. The chant droned on and she nearly drowsed off, barely catching herself and shaking her head. CeeCee nudged her with an elbow to make her stand up straight, and she frowned at her friend.

“I wish we could just get this over with and go home. I’m about to fall asleep here. It would take a bolt of lightning to wake me up!”

At that moment the woman leading the chant lifted her head and raised her hands to the ceiling. Her voice lifted in a singsong chant.

“Such is the will of the spirits…so mote it be…”

CeeCee gasped and clutched at her arm. “Oh, I hope like hell this works! I can’t wait to see how he acts on Monday…”


Fran Lee

Thursday, August 14, 2014

Make Me Surrender by Tina Donahue

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99¢ for a limited time
11 NEW romances by today’s hottest romance authors
AVAILABLE: August 19

Blurb for Brought to His Knees boxed set

The Alpha male. Strong. In control. Letting no one and nothing rule him…until he meets the one, and all bets are off. The world tilts, the bed rocks, and suddenly that tough guy finds himself Brought to His Knees—in more ways than one.

This collection of ten hot to erotic novellas and one short erotic novel will take you on journeys of lust, love, and adventure, leave you breathless and quite possibly in need of a cold shower.

Enter with anticipation. Finish satisfied…

Make Me Surrender by Tina Donahue

Shaking off her uncertainty, Mercy pulled a plate from beneath the counter. On it was her gift to Travis and Dutch. Treats she always offered them when they came here.
Travis reached the counter first, his long fingers wrapped around a bottle of Lipton’s Iced Tea and three packages of Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups.
Mercy’s mouth went dry. She imagined his hands on her, the pads of his thumbs dragging over her nipples, sending a thrum of delight through her body.
She managed a wobbly smile. He produced an interested grin, making a dimple in his beard-shadowed cheek. Her belly fluttered and her heart sank. His attention was on the plate she’d set out, not her.
“Hey,” she murmured, soft and warm.
His gaze flicked up. A flash of heat burned in his dreamy eyes before it faded beneath what appeared to be confusion. As though he hadn’t expected that sultry greeting to have come from her. “Hey.”
His voice was so fucking deep and rough, Mercy had difficulty breathing. Jill made a noise that sounded too turned on. Mercy kicked her friend’s running shoe; an order for her to beat it.
Jill pivoted and hurried off, her narrow shoulders drawn to her skinny body, her blonde ponytail bouncing over her thin neck.
“Want one?” Mercy breathed to Travis. She stroked the lip of the plate with the same care she would his balls and cock. If he’d only let her.
Travis studied her breasts as though he’d never noticed them before, which he hadn’t. Given the unusual summer heat, the air conditioning had kicked on, making it nicely chilly in here. The cold air had pebbled Mercy’s nipples against her stretchy cotton tee. When she’d seen him and Dutch pull up, she’d ditched her shapeless Fast Fill jacket.
Travis’s sexy smile said he appreciated her boobs.
Mercy pulled back her shoulders to give him an even better look at her chest.
Joining them, Dutch dropped packs of M&M’s and Lay’s potato chips on the counter. “What’s this?” He regarded the plate.
Travis dragged his attention back to the gourmet cupcakes. Mercy had baked them this morning, hoping he and Dutch would show up as they usually did on Sunday afternoons. Their only time off.
“Breakfast and dessert,” she cooed.
Travis lifted one dark eyebrow. Dutch had finally discovered her tight-as-hell nipples and remained riveted on them. “Huh?”
Mercy’s skin prickled with excitement and more than a little lust. “Technically, they’re bacon and banana cupcakes, with maple, peanut butter, and bacon topping.”
She ran her finger over the edge of one then offered a taste of the frosting to both men. Eager to know who’d lick her first. “Try it. It’s as good as the other stuff I’ve given you.”
They reached for her at the same time, their hands bumping each other. Dutch curled his fingers around her wrist. Before he could lift her hand, Travis drew Mercy’s finger between his lips.
She blinked wildly. Her pulse pounded out of control at the wet heat of his mouth and Dutch running his thumb over her wrist. Travis suckled gently, swirling his tongue around Mercy’s nail, driving her crazy with need.
“Hmm.” His prominent Adam’s apple bobbed with his swallow.
She fought an insane urge to lick it and his bristly throat.
“You should try this,” he said to Dutch.
“I was about to.” He twisted his mouth at her finger still damp from Travis’s awesome tongue. Dutch kept stroking her skin, until he seemed to realize what he was doing. After releasing her, he grabbed a cupcake and devoured half of it in one bite. Frosting clung to the corners of his mouth.
Mesmerized, Mercy watched him chew.
He swallowed. “Fuck—I mean, damn, this is good. Even better than the other ones you’ve made.”
Travis nodded as he gobbled his cupcake. Another strand of hair swayed forward, grazing his unshaven cheek.
Sex radiated from them, weakening every part of Mercy’s body, making her reckless and bold.
“I have a proposition,” she whispered.
Dutch’s chews slowed. Travis forced down a swallow and frowned. “What? Didn’t hear that.”
She spoke louder. “A proposition. I have one.”

Have a great weekend everyone!

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Elodie Parkes "Love At First Sigh"

My guest today is the fabulous Elodie Parkes. I know you'll love what she has to share with us today. 

Thank you for inviting me to your blog with my new Hot Ink Press release,
Love at First Sigh

The first thing people ask me concerning this release is about the title. They say ‘is that a typo, shouldn’t it be Love at First Sight?’ No, it’s not a typo (smiles). This book is a duo of red-hot contemporary romance stories, Pina Colada and Handy Hubby Hire. The stories feature a love at first sight thread, but initially it’s huge physical attraction to each other when the couples meet. They sigh with lust and then the romance develops.
Here’s the blurb for Handy Hubby Hire
Tired of the maintenance jobs mounting up in her house, Sara hires a handyman. She never dreams someone like Griffen Fox will show up to fix the faucets and back yard gate. Sparks fly, but will they lose their heart to each other?
And for Pina Colada
When Emma takes a long weekend vacation in a warm beach resort, she meets the very handsome Matt Tyler. They spend an idyllic few days together. Will this only be a holiday romance?

I wanted my male characters in the two stories to be very different personalities and yet still similarly alpha enough to go for the girl they wanted sexually right away.
Matt Tyler in Pina Colada is fun and almost dares the heroine, Emma, to engage in lust driven sex. He also gives her romantically exactly what she needs on her holiday break in the sun. Picture the white sandy beaches, the pale green almost transparent ocean, frangipani perfumed, warm night air and a drop-dead gorgeous man, who wants you…bad.
Griffen Fox in Handy Hubby Hire is visually a bad boy, muscled with a swirling black tattoo and an old truck. He’s capable and calm, but underneath the professional exterior simmers…sex…lust…red-hot desire for the heroine, Sara, as soon as he sees her.
He tells her what he’s going to do. He gives her what she’s longing for and then…something happens to him…something unexpected.

As the writer I like Matt very much, but Griffen, well, he’s an absolute darling.

I designed and produced the book cover using Handy Hubby Hire as the inspiration. It took some time tracing the stock photography of the truck and had other people in it, which I edited out and then I found my couple. I love this premise, with the sexy guy holding his lover up against him and nuzzling her neck. I hope it gives a feel for the originality of the stories, their heroes and heroines that could be you and the sexually charged atmosphere of hot summer encounters.

Copyright Elodie Parkes 2014 Hot Ink Press All rights Reserved
Pina Colada 18+
Matt Tyler, good to meet you. I’ll sit here beside you if you don’t mind?” He picked up the blue towel, shook it out, and after placing it on the poolside tiles, sat down.
Emma didn’t answer. She watched him, mesmerized by the beauty of his sculpted body. She took a deep breath and let it out in an unconscious sigh of appreciation. His head now in line with her face, she stared into his dark blue eyes.
He smiled. “I’ve told you my name…so…”
He obviously wanted to know her name. She hurriedly told him.
“Emma Cooper, it’s nice to meet you.” As she spoke, she speculated if he could hear her heartbeat, if he glimpsed the longing in her eyes. She dropped her gaze. As much as she wanted a holiday romance, she had no idea how to initiate one. At twenty-five, I should be better at this.
She looked ahead at the shimmering pool. Mosaic dolphin decorations twined around the inner top. The water looked coolly seductive. Emma wondered if she could pass Matt to get to the pool and slide into the blue depth. She moved her legs to the side of the lounger and shuffled to give him the idea she needed to stand. She held the side of the sun lounger. The heated metal stung and she let go quickly. She fell forward a little, feeling foolish, shy, and needy.
A shock prickled up her thigh as Matt’s strong, brown hand took hold of her calf and he looked into her eyes. A wash of heated cream wet her pussy, as his fingers stroked the back of her leg. Her nipples peaked in the delicate, fabric triangles of her bikini top. The reaction her body produced to this guy overwhelmed Emma and she sat hypnotized by his blue gaze.
“Okay?” he asked. “Thought you were about to overbalance there.”
Emma ran her tongue over her top lip. “I’m going for a swim. Sorry I need to pass.”
Matt took hold of her hand.
She observed him actually check for a ring on her wedding band finger.
“Here you go.” He steadied her and pulled at the same time so that she could stand.
Emma had to pass him with her ass close to his face. She couldn’t do it, and took a step so that she passed facing him. Only when the mound of her pussy, in the pink fabric of her bikini, hovered a whisper away from his mouth, did she realize that wasn’t a good move. Hide my ass, but stuff my creaming pussy in his face. She cringed inside.
Matt let go of her hand and her calf, but with complete confidence, he slid his hand between her legs, high on her thighs.
Emma looked down into his mischievous smile. His fingertips sent shivers through her clit. Her pussy throbbed and drenched her bikini panties. Involuntarily her thighs clenched. Her face heated, a blush crept up her neck, as the only thing she could think of was having his fingers inside her pussy, stroking her clit, filling her, and pumping. She looked around…can anyone see this? No one seemed particularly interested in her. A man a couple of sun loungers away stroked his woman companion’s nipples, his fingers inside the cups of her bra-top. Emma’s breasts grew heavy, and she knew her nipples had to be poking out ready for a man to suck.
“I’m okay. Thanks,” she finally answered, and tore away from his grasp. His fingers trailed along the back of her thigh, and as she took a step toward the pool, he stroked just the once across her ass.

Copyright Elodie Parkes 2014 Hot Ink Press, All right Reserved
About Elodie:

Elodie Parkes is a British author writing romance, erotic, contemporary, and often with a twist of mystery, paranormal or suspense. Her books are always steamy — cool stories and hot love scenes.
Elodie lives in Canterbury with her two dogs. She works in an antique emporium by day and writes at night, loving the cloak of silent darkness that descends on the rural countryside around her home.
Elodie writes for, Hot Ink PressMoon Rose PublishingEternal PressSecret Cravings, Evernight, and Siren Publishing.
She has also released titles as an individual indie author.
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Best wishes Elodie!