Saturday, April 15, 2017

Blog Tour for Woman of the house by Abby Angel


Title: Woman of the house 
Author: Abby Angel 
Genre: Dark MMF Romance 





My stepbrother makes me sigh. My step dad makes me sore. Yeah...I'm a lucky woman...

Sure, the two men in my family never got along. After Sloane's mother died, his stepdad Drake got married to my mother. That marriage didn't last but it made them my family.

So now they're both single. And it's time for me to play.

Which one will I choose?
The strong, silent, alpha who makes me feel protected? 
Or the cocky and dangerous bad boy who focuses on my pleasure?

Why not both?

Who knows. Might be kinda fun. Teasing one. Tempting the other. Crossing into a land of forbidden delights...
It's a tantalizing and delicious possibility that comes into the picture with the three of us. 
But people are gonna be jealous and will try to stop us. 

It's a gamble. 

If we win, it'll change our lives forever. 
If not, it'll tear us apart...

Come raise your temperature with this exciting new dark ménage romance - filled with brooding bad boy alpha males and the one woman who can tame them! No cliffhangers, but it's a scorcher with super-steamy scenes of MF, MM, MFM and MMF. Happily Ever After? You know it.











Abby Angel is actually two dirty angels who got together to write some filthy words. Lana Hartley, when she isn't writing Abby Angel, writes dark romance under her own pen name as well as contributes to Dark Angel. Alexis Angel, writes erotic contemporary romance under a variety of names - she's forgotten them all at this point. They both write under Naughty Angel publishing and wanted to create a pen name to provide exclusive MMF content! To receive a free dose of filth from the archives, sign up for the Naughty Angel newsletter at http://eepurl.com/cvgi4v.




Cover Reveal for Accidental Heiress by Ashley Lyn

Title: Accidental Heiress
Series: Welcome to Spartan
Author: Ashley Lyn
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: April 26, 2017

Amy
Change is necessary, even more so when you’re sitting in the woods, alone, in what you suspect is a pile of bear poop. I grew up in these woods with my parents. We rarely, if ever, went into town or saw anyone. My parents—God rest their souls—are dead and gone, and I’m throwing in the towel and moving to town. I just need to dodge the persistent Parker long enough to get my life in order.
Time to move on and move up.
Parker
I've been lost and stumbling around these woods for days. Then, I find out that my little woodland sprite, Miss Amy Rain, has moved into town. I’m tired of chasing after the elusive Amy. She’s the one for me, and now, I just have to get her to see me as more than just the sheriff of our little town.
Time to put a ring on it.
Secrets burned and buried come to light. With danger on the horizon, and a fortune in old family money, Parker and Amy will need to lean on each other to get through it. Of course, it wouldn’t be a trip to Spartan without some shenanigans. So, hang on to your knickers and cover your nipples.
I’m dancing in Parker's strong arms. I’m a tad bit tipsy, but have taken Cleo’s advice to heart and paced myself, keeping the water coming between drinks. The food was so good, I couldn’t help the moans of pleasure as the complex, orgasmic flavors burst over my tongue. When the song ends, I grab Parker's hand and drag him outside. I need a minute to cool off. Once outside, I take big gulps of air. Grabbing hold of the bottom of my dress, I pull it up and down, trying to get a breeze up my dress because I’m roasting. Parker’s leaning against the building when I turn to look at him, his sexy mouth kicked up into an amused grin. “Having fun, pretty girl?” “I have never in my life had this much fun.” “I’m glad. Seeing you smile makes me hard.” “I’m fairly certain Wally Cleaver wouldn’t talk so crass, Parker.” Feeling way braver than I truly am, with the vodka flowing through my veins, I slide up to him and snuggle close. His hand clings to my lower back and his eyes are laser focused as he studies my face. His hands slide down, cupping both butt cheeks. “You're playing with fire, my little Sprite.” “Maybe I want to be burned.” His large hands reach up to cup my jaw. My next breath is stolen as his lips land on mine. It’s a gentle kiss that tells me exactly how he feels about me, and it feels much deeper than I expected. The blip blip of a police car has me jumping about a hundred feet. “You’re a dick, Peterson.” “Just making sure I don’t have to write an indecent exposure ticket, P-Man.” Headlights pull my gaze to the left and I see a fancy car pull up and park, but I’m pulled inside before I can see who gets out. Benny and The Jets are on, and Paul and Lucille are dancing downright nasty. The geriatric hip grind is going down on the dance floor, and the whole place is in an uproar. We get to the bar and Parker orders another round for us. When Margo sets the drinks down, her whole body goes still. Turning around, I see Dane, Ali’s dad, and holy mackerel, the man is sexy—a total silver fox. Parker holds out his hand and Dane pulls him in for a bro hug. “What’s up, Dane.” “Heard there was a party going on, so I decided to come on down.” He turns to me and gives me a hug. “Happy twenty first birthday, and congrats on the license, Amy.” I crack up laughing and give Parker a kiss before heading back out to the dance floor. With Sweet Emotions blaring through the speakers, I sidle up to Ali and dance to my heart's content.
This was one of the funniest romance books I have ever read! There were times I laughed so hard that my hubby had to know what I was reading. And I, being such an awesome wife, would read the passages to hubby. He laughed as well. –Maven Book Lover
Love love love it! I laughed so hard. This book is amazing. I hope the whole series is this good. --Amazon Reviewer
Ashley Lyn lives in Colorado with her amazing hubby that she met on match.com. She has two beautiful daughters, a crazy Boxer named Bailey, a Fat Cat named Mojo, and a sweet as apple pie calico cat named Katy.
She is a passionate reader who loves to read any and all genres. A good book, a cozy blanket and piping hot cup of coffee is her idea of a good time.
She loves to write quirky, funny, sexy, and eccentric characters who have zero problems flying their crazy flags.
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Seduction in Scarlet by Christina Quinn Book Blitz and Giveaway



Seduction in Scarlet 
by Christina Quinn 
Publication date: April 15th 2017
Genres: New Adult, Paranormal, Romance

Synopsis:
Sadie graduates in a handful of days, and when most of the people around her in class are worrying about finals, she’s more focused on if she’ll survive to walk across the stage. Byron, her vampire lover, brings Sadie to a medieval style tournament thrown by the region’s Master. His hope is to take her mind off the stresses of the tests and essays–not to mention the vampire who wants them both dead. However, while taking in the festivities Byron discovers that Sadie has some dark secrets of her own.

Excerpt 


I lulled my head back and heard the mattress squeal as he shifted again, drawing my attention. He wore nothing but his underwear at this point. Jockeys hugged his thighs tight. Admittedly I drooled a little and forgot the horror house around us and the imminent threat. All I cared about was that Byron was nearly nude and I could pretty much do anything I wanted to him. 
I slipped my jacket off and sighed. I was too fatigued to strip down the rest of the way. Groaning, I fell forward against the rough comforter, partially bound with my jacket caught at my elbows. Byron chuckled.
“Poor, Sadie.” He cooed stalking over to me. Without missing a moment, he untangled my jacket from around me and flipped me over.
“Exhausted Sadie,” I whined. 
“You can sleep soon enough.”
“Mhm, so much sleep.” I purred nuzzling his thigh.
“If you’re too tired you don’t have to feed me.”
“No, I want to. Just…” I sighed. “Okay, let me get out of my shirt,” I mumbled without opening my eyes. He snickered in response, and I felt his lips graze my pulse. My whole body stiffened in answer, and that dull throb of arousal began as my body grew moist and ready from the promise of what was to come. 
It was practically Pavlovian, Vampires conditioned humans to expect pleasure from their bite. It wasn’t intentional, it simply happened. Which was why though I was half asleep and I could feel the phantom warmth of his body over mine as his damp breath caressed my neck I still pushed my knees together.
My fingers found their way to my blouse on their own as I sleep undressed for him. He coaxed me on, placing soft kisses traced in my hand’s wake as I opened my blouse. The last kiss upon my stomach sent a shiver down my spine that caused me to writhe and gasp on the scratchy comforter.
“Mm, there is no sweeter sound in the world than that little gasp you make when startled by your own pleasure. Except maybe your laugh.” He kissed, licked, and nibbled his way up my body. He peeled me out of my shirt as he neared my throat.
“You know what the sweetest thing in the world is? Sleep.” I giggled, and he nipped at my pulse playfully making my breath catch.
“Both sounds, what a treat.” His fingertips trailed back through my hair, the gesture making me tilt my head to the side, arching my neck and exposing my pulse. The cool air against my skin made me purr into the moonlit room as he nosed that stretched tendon.
I kept my lids closed as he pulled me into his lap, and I was greeted by the sensation of his hard chest at my back as he continued his playful kisses and nips along his favorite feeding spot. His hand skittered down my flesh to rest low on my stomach as he eased me closer to him. There were different ways to feed, we had recently discovered if he fed too high or I moved too much it hurt enough to make me scream. Ever since then he had been exceedingly careful with me.
This time wasn’t an exception, his fist wound its way in my hair, making certain my neck was taut before he gently sunk his fangs into me. A sharp, startled, pleasured gasp broke my lips, and he held me tighter as he fed. That hand of his simply resting so maddeningly close to my body made it come alive with that demanding throb that seemed to pulse along with my heart.
However, I felt myself growing faint, and like the last time, I placed my hand on his and pushed at him right before my consciousness slipped from me. I was luckily in the middle of a bed, and not straddling him on a couch so there would be no backward summer saulting for me, only blissful, dreamless unconsciousness.


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Author Interview


Please tell us your name and a little about your background.

I’m Byron Ravencroft, I was born May Day 1538, that’s the first for those who don’t know. I’m a vampire—obviously—low in the hierarchy. I don’t really like to talk about my past. It’s fairly complicated, and I’m not that person anymore. Right now, I’m just some guy who works protection. I specialize in asset recovery and guarding special targets during high-stress situations. Occasionally, I do take the arm candy jobs, it’s trendy for celebrities to have bodyguards who are vampires or some kind of shifter.


What is your greatest fear?

Losing my girlfriend, and I don’t mean in the normal sense of her walking out on me. I’m dating a human. I know it’s cliché to be the multi-centennial vampire who insta-loves a human girl but… it happened to me. Unfortunately, being a lower ranking vampire means I’m beholden to my sire. Essentially, Gabriella—my sire—is my boss… if my boss controlled every single aspect of my life. She doesn’t like the idea that I might find happiness and is determined to take it from me.


Whom do you trust the most?

Myself, but I know that’s not really an answer. As a vampire, we go through phases with trust. When you’re first turned til around roughly one hundred give or take, you trust no one. Then you slowly start to open up after that initial period. I’m approaching my fifth century, which means I’ve learned that betrayal can only hurt as much as you let it hurt you. I trust some people, but that list is incredibly small, as in two maybe three people. Tristan, the Master of the Pacific Northwest, I knew him when he was mortal we weren’t friends then, but we’ve developed a close friendship over the centuries. He’s probably the only person I trust implicitly, but if you can’t trust a friend you’ve had for over four hundred years who can you trust? I trust Sadie, my girlfriend, but our relationship is fairly new so that trust is still in its infancy. Lastly my friend Kennedy, however, her background as a pirate makes it hard to trust her though we’ve been friends for years.


What is your greatest weakness?

Ha. Trick question, right? You expect a vampire to tell you their greatest weakness? I’ll share something benign to be a good sport. Love. Behold the obvious answer in all its glory.


What is your greatest strength?

My instinctive protective nature. I was raised to be a Knight as well as a courtier. When I was a little boy, my father would put me on his knee when I visited him at court and say it was my duty to protect my family because my brother and sisters would need someone with a sword who they could trust. That’s always stuck with me, the drive to protect others.


Is there someone special in your life?

Sadie Angelina Fatima Rizzoli. She is… everything. Have you ever met someone who looks like all of your wildest fantasies brought to live? That’s what my Sadie is to me. She has this long garnet hair that falls to her waist in haphazard waves. The deepest, darkest, most soul-devouring black eyes. Plush full lips that would send any man’s mind into the gutter and skin that is the softest warmest shade of gold. She looks so alive, like an ancient sun goddess in the flesh. Then there’s her body, she has an exaggerated hourglass with a tiny waist, broad hips and a more than generous endowments. On top of all that she has this indomitable strength and an astoundingly quick mind. She’s everything, I couldn’t dream up a more perfect woman for myself if I tried.


What obstacles stand in the way of your happiness?

Everything. Not really but it certainly feels that way. First, there are the normal hurdles of a Vampire and Human relationship. No one wants you to be together, not humans and certainly not vampires. Then there’s the more specific obstacle of my Sire, who doesn’t want to relinquish any sort of claim over me—even if she was virtually ignoring me until I started seeing Sadie.


What is the worst thing you ever had to do and why did you feel compelled to do it?

I murdered a servant in their sleep when I was sixteen. One of the kitchen girls caught two of my family members in a compromising position and threatened to tell everyone if Edward—who was king at the time—didn’t give her land and money. I snuck into her room that night and smothered her with a pillow. It was the first life I ever took and really the only one that bothers me. At the time, I convinced myself I did it to maintain the family’s virtue—that I was doing what my father would have wanted. But I didn’t have to smother them, I didn’t have to be so close when I took their life. I wanted to do it that way, I wanted them to suffer. I don’t like that side of myself, so I try to keep it in check as best I can, but it's always there lurking under the surface like a shark in calm waters.


What would you sacrifice to be with your special someone?

Everything, as long as she’s safe. Catch that qualifier? It’s extremely important. Her safety is paramount.


Do you believe in love at first sight?

Yes, and no. I’m going to be truthful and say that I didn’t before. I thought it was garbage and the closet that you could get to it was lust at first sight. Since seeing Sadie for the first time, I have since changed my tune, obviously.


If you could travel back in time to change one thing in your past, what would it be?

I would have told Sadie who I really was in the beginning, and I don’t mean the whole vampire part. I’d say more, but it’s a secret.


What's the future hold for Byron Ravencroft?

You’d think that would be an easy question to answer, but it isn’t. I hope it holds a long life with Sadie, maybe children one day if we’re safe enough. Beyond that, I’m at a point where I don’t want to hope for too much.


Playlist


8 Coupure Electrique – Britney Spears
9 Wildfire – Demi Lovato
10 I Walk The Line – Halsey 
11 A War – Bird
12 Dance, Dance – Vitamin String Quartet
13 You Really Got Me – Denmark + Winter
14 Dangerous Woman – Ariana Grande
15 Smells Like Teen Spirit – Sofia Karlberg
16 Not Afraid Anymore – Halsey
17 Take Me – Korn
18 The Power of Love – Gabrielle Aplin
19 Get Lucky – Vitamin String Quartet
20 Sexy Sadie – The Beatles (Covered by Alice Green)




AUTHOR BIO:
An avid reader and lover of literature, Christina Quinn, has always wanted to be an author for as long as she can remember. She spends most of her days with a coffee cup or wine glass within arm’s reach as she labors at her laptop weaving incredible stories.

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