Twisted Fates by Kitty Thomas Blitz & Giveaway

Twisted Fates 

Kitty Thomas 

(Pleasure House #5)

Publication date: September 17th 2019

Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

“A twisted darkly erotic story that only Kitty Thomas could tell.” – Willow Winters, USA TODAY Bestselling Author

“With Twisted Fates, Kitty Thomas is at her best, creating an intensely emotional dark ride you won’t want to get off.” — Anna Zaires, New York Times Bestselling Author of Twist Me

When Lindsay Smith brought her to the house, it was to train and sell her. They both knew it. She’d agreed to this arrangement. She wanted to belong to someone. But Lindsay wanted her to be his.

Three days into her stay at the pleasure house, Shannon Foster’s life is forever destroyed by a sociopathic monster. Lindsay saved her life that day, but the scars bind her to the house without a future.

Now, eight years later, Lindsay saves her once again, only this time he’s playing for keeps.

NOTE: The books in the Pleasure House world are interlocking standalones. Each book has a full and complete ending with no cliffhangers and focuses on a different couple. These books can be read in any order the “series order” is the order of publication.

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EXCERPT:

“What is it you need, Shannon?”

Less than an hour ago, they’d been sitting at the kitchen counter, him asking her this same question. She wasn’t going to tell him. She wasn’t going to fuck him. But he wasn’t playing fair. The cream was a very persuasive tool. It had a way of making you see the world differently—of changing priorities in an instant.

Pain and arousal. Twin catalysts the house used to get whatever it wanted. What was it exactly that the doctor wanted from her to break out these tools?

“Tell me,” he said.

“I need to be touched.”

“It’s not just the cream,” he said. “We both know that. You’ve needed me to touch you for a long time. It practically radiates off you.”

Shannon shook her head, somehow finding the will to resist him, however limp the effort. “No. Not you. Never you.”

The cane sliced through the air and came down hard on her ass.

“Ow! Motherfucker!”

“That’s for lying,” he said. There was another short painful snap of the cane against her thigh. “And that is for the language. You call me Sir. Not Lindsay. Not motherfucker. Are we clear?”

“Y-yes, Sir.”

“Good. I remember the way you used to look at me when you came to visit my office in the city. I remember you used to wear those too-short skirts and heels. Your legs seemed to go on forever. And then when you sat and crossed your legs, the silk skirt slid up your thighs exactly the way you wanted my hand to slide up them. Isn’t that right? Did you imagine that whisper of fabric moving up your leg was my fingers teasing you? Did you think about it when you were alone in your bed at night after our sessions?”

Shannon felt the blush creep up her neck and into her face. “That was then,” She said, fighting the need even as she continued to writhe and squirm against the table, seeking contact that just wasn’t there.

“And earlier tonight? When you got out of the shower? What was that hungry look about?”

“Your imagination,” Shannon said, knowing she was playing with fire. This wasn’t the Lindsay she thought she knew, and yet she couldn’t let herself admit the truth to him. She didn’t trust him.

Suddenly that large warm hand was pressed between her legs, exactly where she’d always wanted it. It felt as good as she’d imagined it would—better even. Especially after such a long stretch of denial.

“Tell me to stop, then.”

Shannon pressed harder against his hand. Her hips began to move without her conscious effort.

He pulled his hand away, leaving her humping the air. “You’re right. We should stop. It’s inappropriate and you said you didn’t want…”

“Please.” The word came out desperate and strangled. Not her finest moment if she wanted to resist him.

Lindsay picked up the cane again and moved to the front of the table. “Lick.”

She licked the length of the cane, not sure where he was going with this. A moment later it landed in a sharp wet sting across her ass. Oh. That was where. It had been too long since she’d played this way with someone. She could barely remember how any of it was done. The rules. The protocols. The creatively nasty signature styles and habits of the master in question. The personal private rituals, unique to him—to the two of them ensconced in their own private world. A world she used to live in.

Slowly he ran his fingertips over the welts he’d left. How disappointing it must be for him to have so little fresh unmarred skin to play with. If he flogged or whipped her back, he’d be competing with another man’s marks in a game he could never win.

Author Bio:

KITTY THOMAS writes dark stories that play with power and have unconventional HEAs. She began publishing in early 2010 with her bestselling COMFORT FOOD and is considered one of the original authors of the dark romance subgenre.

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Release Tour for Twisted Fates by GM Scherbert

Title: Twisted Fates

Series: Fates Reborn Series

Author: GM Scherbert

Genre: Erotica/FFM/HEA

Release Date: June 28, 2018 Cover Designer: Robin Harper at Wicked by Design Cover Model: Gigi Hoggard Cover Photographer: Gigi Photography Studios: Boudoir & Models

Raz 

That first year in Zion, I was happy. With my painful past behind me, things were finally going in the right direction. Dominic and Lilly came along, showing me what my life was missing. How good it could be. How they could each look deep into my soul and set it on fire. And then they each left. The years passed, and I had only the memories of what we’d shared and the family I had made for myself. Fate had other ideas for me though.

Dominic 

Leaving Zion after that summer wasn’t as easy as I’d thought it would be. But, as the days turned to months and then years, I thought about it less. The memories we’d made together–the look in her eye, the smell of her skin, the taste of her on my tongue–slowly started to fade. Now I’m going back, but I know the man I’ve become would be too much for my doll. I’m too dominant, too dark, too brutal. And then I see her, and in no time at all, I know I will stop at nothing to be part of her life, twisted up in her forever. 

Lilly 

That summer in Zion has been the thing I’ve used to measure everything against. Even though it’s been five years since I’ve seen her, I knew I wouldn’t be able to resist her when I returned. A few weeks is all it takes for fate to bring us together. Seeing not only her, but the family she’s built for herself blindsides me. Not with jealousy, just a burning need to be a part of her life. Twisted up in her once again.

Counting to stroke my cock, the thoughts move to the way that she would spend her mornings, making sure that every strand of her hair was in place, that her makeup was put on just so. The way she would put on that fire engine red lipstick. When she would put it on again right after she had given me a kiss, or better yet, sucked my cock leaving a red ring at the base. That thought usually had my cumming, but not today, today my thoughts go on.  I have to be misremembering the smell of her perfume, that expensive shit, what was it again Dolche. The way she would splash that stuff on multiple times throughout the day and night. How my pillow would smell after she left and how I would bury my face in it after that summer until the smell was no more. Fuck, just the memory of her rubbing her wrists together, it gets me harder than steel, but still I don’t come.  My mind moves to her body, her long luscious legs, her full breasts, the dimples in her ass, even her little pink pearl, and the ink that covered most of it. The way the lines and colors, patterns and pictures told her story. A story that she told me over countless hours piece by piece putting together the puzzle of her life in ink. My strokes became frenzied as I continued to think about how I would kiss and caress each as she would spin the tales. How she would moan when I would graze my teeth over her skin or sigh as I would breath into her ear, forcing the hairs on her neck to stand up.

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GMs day job working with people on the Autism spectrum keeps her on the go most of the time. That is when her three small daughters and husband are not pulling her in different directions.
Gm is the kind of gal who is quirky, unique, smutty, crazy, hard to hate, harder to love. She has taken her love for telling stories to the next level by putting her hat in the romance writing game. 
If you are interested in romance with twists and some darker themes Author GM Scherbert will be right up your alley.

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Cover Reveal and Giveaway for Twisted Fates by G.M. Scherbert

Title: Twisted Fates

Series: Fates Reborn Series

Author: GM Scherbert

Genre: Erotica/FFM/HEA

Release Date: June 28, 2018 Cover Designer: Robin Harper at Wicked by Design Cover Model: Gigi Hoggard Cover Photographer: Gigi Photography Studios: Boudoir & Models

Raz 

That first year in Zion, I was happy. With my painful past behind me, things were finally going in the right direction. Dominic and Lilly came along, showing me what my life was missing. How good it could be. How they could each look deep into my soul and set it on fire. And then they each left. The years passed, and I had only the memories of what we’d shared and the family I had made for myself. Fate had other ideas for me though.

Dominic 

Leaving Zion after that summer wasn’t as easy as I’d thought it would be. But, as the days turned to months and then years, I thought about it less. The memories we’d made together–the look in her eye, the smell of her skin, the taste of her on my tongue–slowly started to fade. Now I’m going back, but I know the man I’ve become would be too much for my doll. I’m too dominant, too dark, too brutal. And then I see her, and in no time at all, I know I will stop at nothing to be part of her life, twisted up in her forever. 

Lilly 

That summer in Zion has been the thing I’ve used to measure everything against. Even though it’s been five years since I’ve seen her, I knew I wouldn’t be able to resist her when I returned. A few weeks is all it takes for fate to bring us together. Seeing not only her, but the family she’s built for herself blindsides me. Not with jealousy, just a burning need to be a part of her life. Twisted up in her once again.

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GM Scherbert was born on a brisk late April morning and grew up in a small town in the Midwest but, quickly decided that was not the life for her. She quickly moved away for college and thought better of returning to that small town on a long term basis. City living is defiantly the life for her...

GMs day job working with people on the Autism spectrum keeps her on the go most of the time. That is when her three small daughters and husband are not pulling her in different directions.

Gm is the kind of gal who is quirky, unique, smutty, crazy, hard to hate, harder to love. She has taken her love for telling stories to the next level by putting her hat in the romance writing game. 

If you are interested in romance with twists and some darker themes Author GM Scherbert will be right up your alley.

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