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Since Book 3 in the Badass Brats series has just been released, I'm going to give away a copy of both Book 1, The Dom with a Safeword, and Book 2, The Dom on the Naughty List.
Book 1 was recently awarded Featured Staff Pick at All Romance.
Grand prize is a $100 gift certificate to Victoria’s Secret, and there is a secondary prize of a digital gift basket. Plus, participating authors are giving away their own prizes.
 Book 3 in The Badass Brats series The Dom with the Perfect Brats
Godfrey Cross is a big, tattooed Dom with no tolerance for brats. But when he meets Gemma and Izzy, two mouthy vanilla girls, he begins to see their charm.
These bratty girls seem more into each other than into him and he wonders if he's wasting his time. Yet despite the clash between his strict version of BDSM and their rebellious natures, he finds himself growing to love them.
When his need for control tears their relationship apart, they must learn to compromise or they will lose each other. People might not be perfect, but could these two be perfect for him?
Warning: this book contains a saucy tattoo artist with a love for the strap, a Dom who turns bratty girls into sex zombies, and a Big Evil Bed that’s used to tie up unsuspecting subs. M/f/f BDSM contemporary menage romance
Sample Chapter is here. Wet & Wild News!! This book will be on SALE on Amazon from Monday to Wednesday only for $1.99 (was $3.99)
| | Or if you prefer Dark Contemporary Erotic Romance with BDSM, try a sample of Take Me, Break Me This book has outdone all my others by staying at a great Amazon ranking for 2 months. Also chosen as a Featured Staff Pick at All Romance. |
 Public Domain Art - John Henry Fuseli - The Nightmare Where lurks...? Yep, I went for the creepy verb effect with that title but really what I'm asking is, what the hell is Dark Erotica? I started wondering about this before I wrote my latest book, Take Me, Break Me because I wanted to dip my toes into it, and now after publication I'm seeing even more clearly that it's not that clearly defined. You see Wikipedia also calls it Erotic Horror and does a very bare bones definition of, "a term applied to works of horror fiction in which sensual or sexual imagery (or even descriptions of the physical act of sexual intercourse) are blended with horrific overtones or story elements."Yet on Goodreads the Dark Erotica group defines it as
"the more aggressive form of Erotica. This would include storylines with rough sex, forced seduction, rape, kidnapping, BDSM, and those who enjoy alternative lifestyles to the extreme, multiple partners that may or may not involve same sex interaction"But I like another definition, a far simpler one - dark erotica is a story with fear plus lust. Because in a way this covers both of the above. Fear is so personal. Something that scares you, another person will brush off as nothing much at all. Horror is surely a more horrible form of fear? True. Yet some of the most well known books of this sort of erotic story, such as Captive in the Dark, may cause mild fear or an unsettling feeling but aren't going to cause that true hide-under-the-bed horror that you get in a horror movie or a classic story like The Monkey's Paw (which is pure horror, not erotic horror).So to me, erotic horror is different from Dark Erotica, or it's a small sub-section of it. And so my romance story, Take Me, Break Me, which I deliberately wrote to drift about on the edge of the darkly erotic realm, has some readers going..."Wow. I can't express all the emotions I got from this read and I'm pretty jaded when it comes to deep dark erotic romance." Michele Harvey, Goodreads reviewAnd others are going, no, never, that's not dark erotica at all.Funny how we like to scare ourselves though, isn't it? Not that I read dark erotica to be scared exactly. It's more of a thrill, I think. Now I'm wondering if I got that definition right after all. Lust + Thrill plus or minus Fear?I think I need a maths degree to work this out.
PS Erotica is the wrong term anyway for a fleshed-out erotic romance IMO but that's another definition for another day.
Here's a great review blog I found today for dark erotic books: Jessy's Book Club Adding some more thoughts.
Having done some more thinking...really, that definition should say that the lust and the fear have to be there at the same time. I could make a horror story where the sex and the horror are in different chapters and that is not dark erotica.
I'm also wondering if dubious consent or non-consensual scenes of sex need to be in the story. I think they do. Because although the wikipedia definition may not say it, but I feel it's pussy-footing around the true meaning. A story where the son of Satan, or a succubus, rapes a woman is still non-consent despite the non-human attacker. Am I right there?
 This work is in the public domain: Franz von Bayros. Sweet Snail circa 1910 Can you tell what naughtiness someone's been watching in their spare time from what they like to read or, if they're an author, from what they write?
I've seen a comment recently where exactly that was declared. That many erotic scenes are written to appeal to readers who have seen so much porn that they automatically connect the written scene with the visual ones in their memory bank.
So apparently...ahem...if you love details in those sex scenes you read or write, it's all due to the porn you watch.
Tut tut. No more clits or rampant cocks for you, dear readers, we must draw back and watch from afar.
I tend to have a more broad-minded attitude here, and I actually, strangely, believe that different people get aroused by different things, and that different people actually have their own minds that aren't clones of this person who disdains porn as being non-erotic.
Though I do agree that porn can be so overly manufactured that it sometimes looks like all the participants are only going through the motions for the camera. A bit of true lust and mutual attraction goes a long way toward making videos truly erotic.
I'm curious as to whether others think most sex scenes in books are written to cater to people who watch too much porn.
Welcome to the LGBT blog hop hosted by Nix at Scorching Book reviews!
I hope you're having fun hopping from one blog to the next. The grand prize rafflecopter is down below. To be in the running for an ARC of The Dom with the Perfect Brats, comment way down below at the bottom! Releasing at the end of this month! We're in the final stages of editing this book right now so you will have to wait a while before you get your hands on this sizzling hot book if you win.
This book is the third in the Badass Brats series. Bisexual Brats with BDSM is a good way to sum our theme up. I co-wrote the three books whose covers feature above, with Leia Shaw and Sorcha Black.
Our first book The Dom with a Safeword is up as a nominee for Best BDSM 2013 at the Indie Romance awards.  The Dom with a Safeword
Late at night, on an amateur ghost hunt, Sabrina and her best friend Q are caught trespassing by the gorgeous, blonde Jude. The embers of attraction between them sizzle when they discover Jude’s kinks match their own.
Jude is a Dom on his last summer of freedom before starting the prison sentence that is med school. Q is a badass bi switch who knows what she wants, and for years it’s been her cute, doe-eyed straight friend Sabrina. But the only way for Q into Sabrina’s heart and panties may be with Jude’s fist wrapped in her hair.
Domming the bratty Q and mischievous Sabrina isn’t going to be easy but Jude relishes the challenge. At the end of the summer, will they find a way to stay together when everything is tearing them apart?
This book is the giveaway on my post on Nix's blog Scorching Book Reviews on 3rd, April.
Here, however, on my blog, the giveaway is for an ARC of this book below. Coming at the end of April!
Blurb for The Dom with the Perfect Brats
Godfrey Cross is a Dom with no tolerance for brats. But when he meets two mouthy vanilla girls he begins to see their charm.
Izzy clearly adores Gemma and as a man who lives and breathes dominance, Cross is enthralled by the opportunity to show the girls their true sexual nature. To his bemusement, being big, tattooed, and strict doesn't save him from growing to love two of the brattiest girls he’s ever met.
But when his need for obedience tears a rift in the relationship, and his terrible past shoulders in, can these three sort through the mess and discover love needs compromise?
Here is a tiny excerpt:
“Shh.” Gemma lowered her mouth, coming in for that kiss.
“Fuck,” Izzy whispered, and Gemma paused. “Do all straight girls get so insistent when they decide to be bi?”
“I doubt it. And I’m not bi.”
“You cert –”
Then Gemma’s lips met hers. So serene, yet sexual. So insistent, yet without force. For a while, for several, long, soft-breathing seconds, they took each other’s mouths, trading positions as to who was dominant and who was the lesser, the receiver. The taste of a woman’s mouth was gentle too, just like her body. Gemma moved a bit nearer, her breasts pressing on Izzy’s. Their legs entwined, their hands were on each other’s butts, over the denim, and Izzy’s clit, inevitably, tingled to life.
It might have only been seconds, but when they separated, it seemed like forever had passed. She panted, licked her lips. “You’re getting better at that.”
Gemma chuckled then turned and settled her back against the wall next to Izzy. “No, sorry, you’re not getting in my pants that easily.”
She whispered her reply to Gemma’s ear. “Too late, already been there.”
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After watching this little HFN tale stay at the top of the Bestseller list in Sci-fi & Fantasy at ARE for weeks, I've uploaded it to Amazon here.And I'm running a contest to name the next book. Book 2 in the Cataclysm Blues series will be either -Hellsewnor Demon-stitchedVote for a chance to win the book when it publishes!It's not written as yet, and won't be out for months! You are fore-warned. Though ask those who won Take Me, Break Me before it was written, they have a great book in their hands now. To be in the running, comment below and give your email too please.I had to put it up for 99 cents on Amazon but if enough people tell them its free at All Romance here, Amazon may make it free too.To do that, click the button shown in the product details sectionwhere it says"tell us about a lower price"I already have a few comments from facebook from these people who I've noted as in the competitionPaula Tufto, Carrie Clevenger, Susan White, Colette Miranda, Joelle Casteel, Sammy McHenry
I've dropped the price on Amazon to $1.99 for two days only so grab it while you can. HERE
BUT to top it all off I just got the most amazing double act review of the book at with stick figures and all! lol
"Do I think you should read this book? If you like capture fantasy and BDSM fiction, I would say absolutely, positively, unequivocally ‘yes’."
Go look at the site for some fun, to see what my book is about, and while you're there you can read all about vibes and kink and spanking and ... well, other good stuff, if you're so inclined. This site looks really well organized.
 Yes, this is the cover, but I'm doing the giveaway of an ARC and also of a signed print copy of either Iron Dominance or Three Days of Dominance over at Romfan Reviews.Link to Romfan Reviews, go - Here My book is out March 7th at Amazon, AllRomance Ebooks & Smashwords, and soon after that, it will arrive at other retailers.Blurb of Take Me, Break Me
Jodie is scraping the barrel trying to stay afloat. An idea arrives that could rescue her finances and bring her together in a kinky way with a man she never gave up on. She's terrified and fascinated, and tempted as hell.
Capture fantasies rule her eBook. Re-enacting one in a documentary would surely be irresistible viewing to millions of women?
But Jodie and Klaus discover that underneath an ordinary man dark desires may lurk. What will win in the end? The man and lover, or the monster?
 In a first for me, I'll be doing a Cover art reveal on February 28th for Take Me, Break Me, on Romfan Reviews.
I'll have a facebook event to link to this.Prizes for those who drop in and comment will include an ARC (Advance Reader Copy) of the book as well as for the first time ever, an autographed copy of either Iron Dominance or Three Days of Dominance. Winner's choice.Link to the facebook event is here.
Release Date for Take Me Break Me
March 7th, 2013
on
Amazon, All Romance Ebooks & Smashwords
other retailers such as B&N will follow
Jodie is scraping the barrel trying to stay afloat. An idea arrives that could rescue her finances and bring her together in a kinky way with a man she never gave up on. She's terrified and fascinated, and tempted as hell.
Capture fantasies rule her eBook. Re-enacting one in a documentary would surely be irresistible viewing to millions of women?
But Jodie and Klaus discover that underneath an ordinary man dark desires may lurk. What will win in the end? The man and lover, or the monster?
Yes both our books are nominated in the erotic menage awards here below.These are the BDSM contemporary romances I wrote with Leia Shaw and Sorcha Black.
If you loved them, we're in the Holiday and the BDSM categories!
Click the image to go vote
Valentine's Day is almost upon us! It's that time of year when you snuggle up in bed with your lover and sigh dreamily into each other's eyes. Unless you have naughtier pursuits in mind of course :)
To celebrate I'm giving away a copy of Steel Dominance, my BDSM steampunk romance that has enough naughtiness to qualify for a PhD in Naughty with Honors.
Use the Rafflecopter form below for a chance to WIN.
For a bonus entry, comment and tell me what's the
craziest or kinkiest naughty thing you've ever done with a lover!
Keep it as clean as you like. Not too dirty, not too nice. Somewhere in between will do! Whether it's kissing naked on the rooftops, or skinny dipping in the fountain, or leaving a heart-shaped trail of M and Ms outside your boyfriend's apartment door.
Don't forget to go visit all the other kinky stops on the hop!
 A brilliant researcher, Sofia must unravel the ancient puzzle of the Clockwork Warrior or her career will be in tatters. Yet the tomb of the warrior is in the dangerous city of Byzantium, inside the harem of the Emperor. She knew she’d have to pose as a slave—but not that her “owner” would be the incredibly bossy, gorgeous bodyguard she’s been assigned.
A life of military duty has left Dankyo unprepared for Sofia. He’s never met a woman quite like this. She’s smart and beautiful, and she’s something that he’s finding almost irresistible—despite the way she fights against masquerading as his slave, she’s submissive right down to the bottom of her soul. And that’s bringing out every dominant instinct in his body.
But even as he realizes she’s captured his heart, the city explodes into madness. Surviving seems impossible. Can love and a Dom who will never give up overcome sheer bloody-minded evil?Buylinks here
As a special bonus, I'm announcing for the first time in public that a short story of mine is available in book form on Smashwords, and soon to be on All Romance also
FREE
Cataclysm Blues
Part-demons, hot up-against-the-wall sex, and alpha men, are a deadly mix
| | As sheriff of Rusted Rattlesnake, Rose is used to being on top. Until the day she meets Talon, a bad-ass drifter on a motorcycle who shows her that being on the bottom can be loads of fun.
But things get ugly.
Part-demons, hot up-against-the-wall sex, and alpha men, are a deadly mix. Learning who you are, and what you are, can sure mess up your love life.
| | | Click the icons to the left to grab it from Smashwords or All Romance eBooks | | AND to top it all off, here's an unedited, still fresh off the keyboard, excerpt of my soon-to-be-published book,
"Take Me, Break Me"
Warning: This story skirts dubious consent
ADULT excerpt for 18 years plus ONLY
Planned release date - End of February.
I have finished writing this but I'm waiting for beta feedback
The first paragraph:
This was so pretty. The contrast to what we were doing made me want to laugh in a slightly demented way. Below the café, waves washed up the beach then retreated, leaving foaming ripples. Diamond-lace reflections from the gentled parts of the blue blue sea blinded me – jaw-dropping scenery – and here I’d just signed a document that gave the man opposite permission to mind fuck me into the next century.
Blurb:
Jodie is scraping the barrel trying to stay afloat. An idea arrives that could rescue her finances and bring her together in a kinky way with a man she never gave up on. She's terrified and fascinated and tempted as hell.
Capture fantasies rule Jodie’s eBook. Re-enacting one in a documentary would surely be irresistible viewing to millions of women?
But Jodie and Klaus discover that underneath an ordinary man dark desires may lurk. What will win in the end? The man and lover, or the monster?
“I agree. This isn’t working.”
Pure agreeable statement, but she rocked back slightly before she nodded.
“Nice is bad, Jodie? You want mind fuck. You want mean. You want things you dream about. You have no idea."
Her eyes widened.
"Starting now. The rules are gone. I make my own rules.”
“Uh. What? They were your rules.”
I took down the list from the door and held it, slowly tapping the laminated paper against my leg. “No. They were not.”
After unfolding the flaps of the cardboard box, I tucked the list down inside and pulled out the two gags. “Rule one. You don’t talk unless I say you can.” As her mouth opened, with the buckles trapped in my fingers, I dropped both gags into view, and dangled them. “Talk and I use these.”
Like magic, her mouth clicked shut. Now I had her attention. That had worked. I was perhaps as stunned as she looked. She touched her tongue tip to her upper lip as I stood before her and she kept her gaze swinging from the gags to my face. I had a feeling I’d never had a woman so rapt in what I said. Addictive. The pulse of excitement had centered at my groin. Nothing I could do about it. I already knew that looking at women in bondage revved my engine. But I’d never done more than look at pictures.
Now I had an inkling that anything where I got to hold the reins, really hold the reins, was like oxygen to a man in the throes of suffocation. Incredible.
I ran through my epiphany, convincing myself as much as her. Bluntness was called for.
“My conclusions. You asked me to do this because you still want me in your bed. You want me to fuck you.” Her gasp, I answered by swinging the ball gag. She uttered no words. “Somewhere in your plans, you hoped. The rules, I made up those in line with what I knew you’d be thinking. You knew I’d not step beyond, or not much.
“This,” I swept my arm across, “This room was your idea. Your rules. Lock me up. Make me yours for a while, but not too rough or dangerous because that isn’t in my rules.” I cocked an eyebrow. “Yes?”
Though she frowned and shook her head I went on. It didn’t matter if she deluded herself.
“You imagined some safe little love affair, with some kink on the side? Doesn’t work that way. Either you hand over control, or I walk. No documentary. Nod if you agree.”
I waited. I could almost hear the clocks ticking.
When she nodded slowly, my heart kicked back in. If it had beaten at all for those last few seconds, I was unaware.
“Good. This room is no longer your prison. The house is secure and private enough. You’re coming upstairs as long as you behave.”
No protests. Good. For a woman who liked having an opinion on everything this was exceptional. I could have walked on a cloud, I was so hyper-aware of everything she did. Were her lips fuller, her cheeks flushed, her breathing faster? I thought so. But she didn’t know what I intended.
“Let me point out what could have happened if this stupid plan had gone wrong. If you picked a less restrained, a less sensible man. You’ve given me a hundred filthy dirty ideas about what I could do to you. I never knew what depths my mind could plunge to. Now I do. if anyone was mindfucked so far, it was me. Another man would follow through. You think these gags are bad? This one with the red ball is simple, it just stops you talking.” I laid the other, metal and leather gag across my palm. “This one is a spider gag. With this in, you can’t close your mouth and your mouth can be fucked. Do you have any idea of the things on the internet? Wait.” I held up my hand. “I guess you do, from what’s in those books you read.”
I bent and rested my hands on my knees. Mind fuck. This I could accomplish.
“You want a list? How about the list of things a man could do to you in this situation… I could make you wash my dishes naked with a gag in. I could tie you up, cut your clothes off and just stare at you all day – just because I could. I could make you be a piece of furniture and ignore you. Humiliating? Yes. I could train you to be an anal slut. I could fuck your ass all day long. I could collar you and make you crawl around on the floor like a dog at a convenient height for blow jobs. I could share you with the man down the street, stick needles in your nipples and use them and some string to fasten you to eyebolts in the ceiling. Want to try that one? And at the end of it all, if I was the worst sort of man, I could kill you and bury you out there on the beach.” I swung my arm up to point. “Maybe no one would ever find you.”
Now she was truly speechless, maybe even scared. Served her right. I watched the little swallows she did for a count of five.
“But I’m not going to. I’m your friend. Remember that, no matter what I do.” I smiled one-sided but I’m sure it didn’t reach my eyes. The eyes are the mirror to the soul and right then my soul was very dark.
Then I squatted down in front of her, a couple of feet away, reached out and ran the very tip of my forefinger along her plump bottom lip. “My rules. Open.”
A second’s hesitation at most. She shivered and her mouth parted. Mind fuck, here we come.
“Good. Jodie.” Then I very deliberately held up the spider gag, slipped it between her teeth, pulled her head forward, and held her there while I buckled it. Hair made a great anchor point. I slid my splayed fingers into the roots and tilted her head back then I added a rule. “Second rule. You do my dishes whenever I say. You wear the spider gag. You don’t speak unless I say. But first…” Eyes locked on hers, I advanced one finger into her mouth and stroked her tongue. And she let me.
Had I hypnotized her? She did nothing but stare back. What I wouldn’t have given to fuck her mouth right then and there.
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