I love sharing good news and I had a number of good ones this week. First, It's official. Contracts are signed and sent into Ellora's Cave for TWO new stories!!
SUMMER SINS and
RISKY PLEASURES. Yay! One is a contemporary and one a Sci-fi/paranormal and both have hot, complex characters ready to draw you into their BDSM world.
SUMMER SINS is another story in my TropiX series and these can be read in any order.
SPRING BREAK is the first. In SUMMER SINS, Emma thinks she has her plan all worked out. Go to a BDSM club, get what she needs to write a juicy article for her gossip magazine and get a promotion. At the same time maybe she'll indulge in her own bondage fantasies. What she hadn't expected was to meet Master Adrian Cayne and turn her world and plans upside down.
BLURB: Master Adrian knows
how to bring exquisite pain or pleasure to a woman’s body. But before he’ll
take on another inexperienced submissive, she’ll have to pass a series of
seductive tests to see if she’s receptive to his unique skills. He doesn't expect Emma to be the one woman who can stretch his emotional boundaries.
Emma enters Dark
Odyssey, a new BDSM club, to research an article for a magazine, but finds
herself craving Adrian’s domination. Teaching her about submission, Adrian
draws out the hidden erotic fantasies she never knew she possessed. Emma can’t
resist Adrian’s commands, deny the passion, the obsession that drives the hot
sex and discipline between them. Then unexpected love and emotions drop into
the mix and secrets threaten to destroy him—and them—forever.
EXCERPT: (unedited) The dress
was way too short and the heels meant for fucking not walking, but she wasn’t
backing out now. Parked across from the entrance of the exclusive sex club
TropiX, Emma Fallon watched another car pull up and the driver hand the
invitation to the guard. The wrought-iron gate slowly swung to the side and the
car went up the drive.
Her
invitation stuck out of her small purse. It took her weeks to get it. If she
chickened out, she might never get another chance. Not to mention her boss
would be pissed if she missed her deadline for Scandal Magazine.
Emma
believed the best stories were ones thoroughly researched. When given an
assignment to write about the hazards of bungee jumping, she went to the Royal
Gorge Suspension Bridge in Colorado and jumped off. Another investigating the
recent cavern scuba diving deaths initiated her scuba certification and a dive
into the Devil’s Eye in central Florida. Rock climbing, boat racing, running
with the bulls, she preferred the hands-on research. That’s what gave her
stories the edge and juice her readers and boss craved. Those details would get
her the hell up and out of the tabloid rag. Her dream job would be to work at USA Today, NY Times or Sports Illustrated. All her articles at Scandal had to have scandalous twists to
them. As she stared at the entrance of the exclusive club, she clutched the
invitation in her hands. Could she convince those in the
BDSM lifestyle she was
a newbie and curious, instead of a reporter?
She’d been
told to come early for a tour before all the guests arrived. Pulling her car up
to the gate, she handed her invitation to the guard. He checked her name.
“Good,
evening, Ms. Fallon. First time at TropiX, I see.” The body building muscles
strained to bust out of his black tee-shirt. An insignia on the upper left was
of a pink palm tree and the word TropiX scripted at the bottom.
“How did
you know?” Her hands tightened around the steering wheel.
He smiled.
“By the color of the invitation.” He made a mark on the clipboard and handed
back her invitation.
“When you get inside ask for Daniel at the bar, he’s the
assistant manager. He can find someone to give you a tour and explain the rules.”
Emma felt
heat rise to her face. The curse of being a red head. She blushed too damn
easy. “Thank you. I’m meeting friends, but if I don’t see them I’ll check with
Daniel.”
“If you
tell me your friends’ names, I can tell you if they’ve arrived.”
“Cynthia
Everett and Carter Bosworth. I understand they’re regulars.”
His eyes
widened. “Yes, they practically run the place. They’re here. I’m sure they’ll
show you around. Enjoy your evening.”
“Thanks, I
intend to.”
He opened
the gate, then bent down and whispered, “Just relax and keep an open mind. No
pressure to do anything. You can always be a voyeur.”
While Emma
waited for the gate to swing wide enough for her car to pass through, her
heartbeat kicked up until she could feel the pulse in her neck. Relax, deep breath.
She drove
along an exquisitely landscaped lawn of tropical plants and palm trees. The
two–story Spanish style villa had pink stucco walls and red, terra cotta tiled
roof. She parked and walked to the entrance. In the summer, Florida heat and
humidity didn’t ease up even at ten at night. The sticky salt air from the
ocean behind the mansion instantly coated her skin.
Another
guard took her hand, helped her up the stairs and opened the door. He was hot,
and dressed all in black with the same tee-shirt and pink palm tree. If she had
to participate as part of her research, this guy wouldn’t be bad. How far was
she willing to go for a good article?
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RISKY PLEASURES is the prequel short story to my
Demons in Exile series. Ever wonder how the sexy demons got exiled on their alternative universe of Anartia? What did they do that was sooo bad? This is the story of Sakari and Zorian before Dante came into the picture.
BLURB: Sakari’s desire burns deep for the hot and
erotic moments Zorian provides in his private chambers. But to get him there
alone, she must risk her immortal life and the wrath of the demoness. Sexual
pleasures among demon drones are strictly forbidden, and she has defied the
demoness by returning to Anartia without her offering. As a skilled
Disciplinarian, Zorian will do whatever it takes to train her as a proper drone
by testing her sexual limits before they can indulge their own wicked urges.
Sakari’s darkest secret will be their greatest risk and test of their love.
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