Oct 10, 2017 | Teaser Tuesday
I am so thrilled to bring you guys a snippet from Cari Silverwood’s latest release in ‘The Machinery of Desire’ series, and I have to tell you lovelies just how much I adore her books. They’re always so hot, in a vicious way, and the world of the Mekkers (the people who rule this world) are SO GOOD. I wish I could just crawl into her mind sometimes. I was lucky enough to get to read ‘Claimed Possession’ and I wrote an editorial review for her, just check it out:
“Following up a truly spectacular book that introduced us to the world of the Mekkers, Silverwood brings us a different point of view with ‘Claimed Possession’ that takes you on a whirlwind and sexy escapade through this universe. You’ll be gasping and screaming through the last third, and totally grateful you went on the ride! 5-stars through and through!” – Jennifer Bene, USA Today bestselling author
There’s a hot sneak peek down below, and then you can go ahead and grab a copy for yourself!
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Claimed Possession (Machinery of Desire Book 2)
When she first meets Sawyer, her fear of him makes Aribelle do something foolish – she orders her men to cut off his balls. This is not an auspicious beginning.
In spite of her castration notions, when a Scav warband comes calling he saves her life. Ex-special forces, calculating, and slow to anger, Sawyer is also slow to cool down. Aribelle has definitely riled him.
His plan: to rise above slavery, to become a big man in this strange new world, and to find his sister, Fern.
As for Aribelle, she owes him and he intends to cash in the debt. She’s his, no matter how she much she wriggles and squirms.
With war brewing, with a JI-mech almost dying at his feet, and with a girl to claim, things are about to get interesting for this one human man in a world of warriors, mechlings, and the landships of the Swathe.
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Teaser
Minutes earlier, he’d have thrashed her with a branch torn from a tree, not a soft belt. His anger had been driving him to administer extreme punishment.
Only, yeah, she was actually his.
That new fact turned things the wrong way up.
His words: never owned anyone echoed right down to his cock. To his morals. To who he had been.
Plus, Sassik was right. Anyone with guts would have done what she did. He’d blow everyone here to pieces if it meant he could escape slavery.
“What are you doing?” She turned her head slightly.
“Quiet,” he snapped. “I’m thinking.”
And with those few words, she was quiet.
Obedience. He smiled. So, his dilemma was what? He knew he did not want to let her go. Damn, he might cry if he had to do that. Saw grinned. On the spot of owning a woman, he was tussling with his outmoded, archaic, and dead-in-the-water conscience.
If not him…someone else would step up. Fuck that.
He’d thought he’d adapted to this place, become jaded and used to people being slaves or dying on a whim.
This was a dog-eat-dog world. Time to become one of the dogs.
After all…and he smiled at his own analogy…only the dogs got to fuck the bitches.
He rose, feeling the wounds awaken, the pain.
Earth morals were for Earth.
He limped to her with the belt still in hand, her belt. He raised it high and placed the loop of over her head, slowly sliding it down, pausing over her eyes, at her nose then moving down until he reached her mouth, where he wriggled it between her lips. “Open.”
He felt the hesitation in her, but he was crowding her from behind with his body, and she was trapped. He could force her mouth open and she knew this.
She could try to resist. It just meant nothing.
When the belt moved under his hand, he saw she’d opened wide enough for the leather to slip between her teeth. So easily, he found himself happy in a quiet triumphant way. The wounds she’d caused him only vindicated his actions.
He tightened the belt, his fist gathering it at the back of her neck, until it pulled into the corners of her mouth. He waited then, listening to the tiny sounds of her trying to breathe around the belt, watching her…all her small movements.
He’d teach her to obey without question.
The things he could do to a girl he owned.
She might not want to be his, but she was.
She might try to knife him, might aim to kill him and escape. He’d overcome, with time and patience and a sensible use of restraints, rewards, and punishments.
One obstacle only, really. He had to break her of this strange power she had over men.
He plastered his bloody palm over her eyes. Belt in mouth, hand over eyes, it only added to her beauty, seeing her this overcome by his force.
“If I’d asked,” he whispered, “Zarr would’ve given me any slave girl. After all I gave him the mech. But I wanted you. You’re going to be like conquering Everest – and I know you don’t know what that means.” Her eyelashes fluttered against his palm, and her mouth worked, but he only held her tighter. “When I’m done with you, you’re going to crawl to me when called. You’re going to suck my cock when I say. You will be my pretty sex doll.”
Her breathing roughened, and she attempted to talk. He chuckled.
“Was that a death threat? Promise? You are so innocent looking with your neat white hair and bouncy tits. You fooled Sassik, but there you were before, trying to obliterate me with a rocket. That I figure gives me permission to do what I want to you. Once I heal, we are going to have some long conversations involving me, you, and things shoved up your asshole.”
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Ohhhhh I loved this story so much, and I know you will too! It’s so damn hot, and clever, and the world is so rich that you can’t help but fall into it. I know you’re going to love it as much as I do, and although I’d highly suggest you read the first book so you better understand the world of the Mekkers, it’s not necessary. Tell me if you read it so we can both fangirl!
Amazon: 1-click it now!
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Want more of Cari Silverwood?
Cari Silverwood is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling writer of kinky darkness or sometimes of dark kinkiness (and sometimes fantasy such as the Magience world books), depending on her moods and the amount of time she’s spent staring into the night. When others are writing bad men doing bad things you may find her writing good men who accidentally on purpose fall into the abyss and come out with their morals twisted in knots.
Oct 3, 2017 | Teaser Tuesday
We all know I love my Nighthawk, Sara Fields, but this book is even more special because she used my Ask Me Anything on cigar service (and some chats with me) to write one of the scenes, and trust me it is a panty-melting book through and through! Just check out the hot teaser below!
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Taming their Pet (Captive Brides Book 3)
When the scheming of her father’s political enemies makes it impossible to continue hiding the fact that she is an unauthorized third child, twenty-year-old Isabella Bedard is sent to a detainment facility in deep space where she will be prepared for her new life as an alien’s bride.
Her situation is made far worse after some ill-advised mischief forces the strict warden to ensure that she is sold as quickly as possible, and before she knows it, Isabella is standing naked before two huge, roughly handsome alien men, helpless and utterly on display for their inspection. More disturbing still, the men make it clear that they are buying her not as a bride, but as a pet.
Zack and Noah have made a career of taming even the most headstrong of females, and they waste no time in teaching their new pet that her absolute obedience will be expected and even the slightest defiance will earn her a painful, embarrassing bare-bottom spanking, along with far more humiliating punishments if her behavior makes it necessary.
Over the coming weeks, Isabella is trained as a pony and as a kitten, and she learns what it means to fully surrender her body to the bold dominance of two men who will not hesitate to claim her in any way they please. But though she cannot deny her helpless arousal at being so thoroughly mastered, can she truly allow herself to fall in love with men who keep her as a pet?
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Teaser
“Now you must wet it. Use your mouth to dampen both ends,” Noah commanded and her eyes opened wide in surprise. Slowly, she opened her lips and slid the cigar onto her tongue. The flavor was smoky and all-consuming and the scent of it permeated her senses completely. The aroma was sweet, spicy, and woodsy with hints of cedar, honey, and nutmeg. Taking a deep breath, she allowed the decadence of the act to wash over her.
She suckled one end and then the other. Then, she did the same with the second cut cigar. As she did so, she met the eyes of both Zack and Noah and she grew bolder then. They studied her as she pressed the cigar back and forth between her lips. Zack groaned softly and she wiggled a little as desire pumped through her. She could already feel the wetness gathering between her legs, a powerful indicator of just how turned on she was becoming.
“Now, light a match and lightly toast the flat end, pet. Don’t light it, just heat it enough to dry the saliva away on both ends. Then, you must present it to us. Palms flat, hands up high over your head, eyes on the floor,” Noah guided, tracing his fingers up and down her arm. She shivered at the delicate touch.
Zack picked up a long match and lit it, then handed it to her. She was careful, and held the flame close to the end of the cigar, just enough to dry the ends she had just suckled. With a small puff of air, she blew out the match and situated the cigar on the flat of her hands, careful not to touch the ends she had just toasted.
Carefully, she crawled forward and lifted her palms up and over her head, presenting the cigar to Noah first. He took it and placed it between his lips, inspecting her work. He drew a deep breath through it, like he was tasting and testing it. She kept her palms in the air, unsure if she should move yet.
After a long moment, he placed it back in her palm.
“Light it for me, pet. It’s ready. Hold the match to the end and make sure it is completely orange. Then, you’ll have to draw a breath through it to light it. Then, you must present it to me again,” Noah directed her. Zack handed her another lit match and she held the flame directly to the flat end, watching as the cigar began to glow red and then orange as the fibers lit. She breathed softly on the end, before lifting the cigar to her lips. She drew a breath through it and puffed, ensuring it was bright and well-lit before she took it back in her fingers. Then, she put the cigar on the fleshy part of her palm so that the lit end didn’t burn her.
She presented it to Noah once again and he carefully took it from her. She repeated the entire ceremony for Zack next, toasting and presenting it to him for his inspection. Once it was returned to her, she lit it and gave it back to him, all the while on her knees on the floor, as they sat on the couch before her.
Noah took a long drag before leaning forward toward her.
“Arch your back, show me those pretty pink nipples,” he said, his voice dark and powerful. She shivered, yet followed his directions.
He moved the lit end toward her, bathing her in the woodsy smoke. She trembled as it neared her breasts, never touching, but the threat was there. It was hot and her blood boiled with fear, anticipation, and arousal.
“Don’t move, pet,” he warned and she had to concentrate to suppress the shiver that ached to race down her spine. Her chest rose and fell with the exertion of keeping still. Panting, she kept her eyes on the end of Noah’s cigar as he smoked it and then put it back near her breasts. Her nipples felt like they were moments away from catching fire and she couldn’t help but whimper as she yearned for more. They were hard little buds that begged for him to place his lips on them, rather than the cigar.
Licking her lips, she imagined just that. Moaning, she struggled to keep still as her arousal dripped down her thighs. With every minute that passed, more ash was visible on the end, a slow, steady process that both intoxicated and mesmerized her.
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EEEK! I’m so excited she wanted to write about this, and these guys are soooo hot! You’re going to love it, and since each book in this series is a standalone you can dive directly into this one and then go back and read the first ones! ^_^ It’s hot sci-fi menage fun!
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Want more of Sara Fields?
Sara is an author specializing in erotic spanking romance, who spends the day doing science, and writes by night. She has been on the spanking scene for many years, and has experienced all different types of spankings, from sensual, to fun, to punishments, including all of the implements she writes about! Sara finally decided to branch out and write some hot spanking fiction, so she could share the sexy fantasies that happen deep in the recesses of her creative mind.
Sep 26, 2017 | Teaser Tuesday |
I have been HOPELESSLY behind on sharing Teaser Tuesdays and so now I have a backlog of amazing books to share with all of you. Today I have something a little different for all of you from the lovely and sweet Bella Bryce! She writes speculative literary fiction with age play and domestic discpline themes, which is a fancy way of saying that she writes books that make you think, look at DD in different ways, while still being clean (no naughty language or sex!). Her Waldorf Manor series has hit bestseller rankings several times and been Amazon Top 100, so take the chance to check it out, lovelies! She is quite possibly the nicest person on the planet, and I adore her (and mildly stalk her instagram like a crazy person)!!
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Stay (Waldorf Manor, Book Six)
In the sixth book in the Waldorf Manor series,
perhaps it’s time to choose whether or not to
Stay
Identity can make or break a person, and no one knows that better than Damian Fowler or Alice James. Two people from contrasting backgrounds in the same circle, still fighting the demons that lurk in the space between them and the people they love.
Being a Fowler has never felt like a privilege, but a burden. The spotlight shines on Damian when an unexpected offer puts him in a familiar position – with his brogues heading for the door.
And what of Waldorf? Even before Alice can savour the new and idyllic situation whereby her father has married, that joy is robbed. Fear supersedes confidence. Uncertainty replaces content. Co-parenting and the reality of life in a domestic discipline dynamic requires major adjustments to expectation, for all three of them.
Laugh, cry and page-turn with the cast through another partition of a much bigger story that is the Waldorf Manor series.
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Teaser
“I hate this one.” Alice looked contemptuously at the sheet music Bennett placed on the Steinway before her.
“You can express yourself with a little less disdain, young lady.”
“This song is the bane of my existence.”
Bennett looked at his niece. “I said less disdain, not simply removing the word hate.”
“I was broadening my point, uncle Bennett.”
“It’s Chopin.”
“I didn’t say I don’t like Chopin. The man is fine. This song is rubbish.”
“Just because you don’t like a song doesn’t mean it is rubbish.”
“My opinion is that to give a bright and cheery little girl who is still in the early thrusts of her piano tutilege Piano Sonata No. 2, cleverly disguised as Death March –
“Funeral March,” Bennett corrected, standing there with his hands behind his back and seemingly unmoved by his niece’s passionate commentary.
“Funeral March. Come to think of it, it ought to be death march because that one guy even said the fourth movement is like the “wind howling around the gravestones.”
“Arthur Rubinstein.”
“Yeah, him.”
Bennett closed his eyes briefly. “You have been anything but a cheery little girl recently, Alice James.”
“With regards to this music, uncle Bennett: death, despair and taxes.”
“You also assigned that label to Lux Aterna several months ago. Do you remember what I told you about it?”
“You didn’t say much. You just gave me another song to play from a French film you liked.”
“After that.”
Alice tried to recall the moment, to no avail.
“When there is no music already written that adequately expresses how you feel, then it is time to compose your own,” he answered for her.
“Oh. That.”
“I assume your father gave you this sonata because you’re still putting off choosing songs for your recital. He doesn’t like that, Alice.”
“I can’t help that I don’t need to prepare weeks in advance like he does! I’m an artist, uncle Bennett. I must create how I create.”
“You’re a cheeky girl in a pinafore who will have her backside tanned should she respond disrespectfully to her uncle once more.”
Alice felt her face blush. “Sorry, sir.”
“For the last recital, you were five weeks away from performing and it was postponed because of the wedding, but it will not be further delayed. Not under my supervision. If you wish to retain your father’s permission to choose all of your own songs, then that artistry needs to come into line. There are programmes to be printed and we are not doing it at the last minute because you won’t decide. This is part of you maturing into a performer.”
“I’m not going to be a performer, uncle Bennett.” That wasn’t disrespectful. It was what she believed to be true.
“Right. You can do your warm-up exercises for twenty minutes. Scales on each hand and then arpeggios. That tongue is warmed up enough. Any more backchat and your backside will be as well.”
Alice clenched her jaw whilst resentfully placing her left hand behind the sash of her dress to complete the right-hand scales. She wondered if anything ever happened to her parents, would she have to leave Waldorf?
“Concentrate, Alice.”
Bennett gave her right hand a swift rap on the knuckles with a switch he produced from behind his back.
“Ow! I was.” No, she wasn’t. The scale started again. If she did have to leave Waldorf, would she live at Barton-Court? Did that mean they would become her parents?
Bennett rapped her knuckles a second time. “This is not a slurring exercise. I want to hear each individual note even as you increase the tempo. Begin again, and this time don’t drift away.”
This was going to be a long piano lesson.
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What’s great about reading friend’s books is that I can hear their voice in it, and I can absolutely hear Bella’s precocious British accent in this writing. Also, Bella can totally play the piano and I imagine she’s channeling more than a little life in this excerpt. While I haven’t had the time to read this full series, her fans are loving this book! Check out this review:
“If you aren’t hooked on this series yet, you should be! Stay is the sixth book in this wonderful series which are all non intimacy tales of age play and true love. They are set within a setting of privileged wealth but peopled by characters full of integrity, honesty and diligence. Although the main characters from previous books are all here this tale is mainly about Damian and Alice. We have all been aware of Damian’s issues from reading the past tales in this series but now we truly get to grips with them.” ★★★★★ – Amazon reviewer
Amazon: Buy now!
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Bella Bryce is a Top 100 Amazon Bestselling Author of literary fiction in the niche market of clean, adult domestic discipline. She writes for a specific market that didn’t seem to exist until her first book in the Waldorf Manor series appeared. Bella’s books don’t have explicit scenes or swearing; they are literary fiction novels with consensual corporal punishment at the heart with an array of sub-genre and real-life issues at stake.
She has written nine books ranging from standalone novellas to 100k novels. Bella is a passionate storyteller with a need to worldbuild in great detail. She believes that when people pick up her books they should see it unfolding as a movie in their minds with memorable characters.
Aside from writing, Bella’s other favourite things are drinking good espresso (in all places at all times), international travel, playing piano and violin, cooking and putting together mismatched outfits. Bella left the UK in 2013 and moved to the mid-Atlantic region of the US where she currently resides.
Aug 29, 2017 | Teaser Tuesday
We’re back to the normal fun of #TeaserTuesday this week, but there’s nothing average about the two hotties in Tara Crescent’s latest sizzling menage ‘Her Cocky Doctors’. I’ve always loved Tara’s brand of dirty that always ends with the fuzzy HEA that has you grinning ear to ear, and this book is no exception. Just read these mini-teasers!!
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Her Cocky Doctors
Happy Endings? I don’t think so.
In the town of Goat, Oregon, the two cocky doctors who run the Clinic of Love don’t just provide medical care.
Nope. These doctors are notorious for their bedside manner, if you know what I mean. Women come in desperate for a good time, and leave extra-satisfied.
Not me.
I’m a reporter. Doctors like Declan Wilde and Blake Thorpe give the entire medical profession a bad name, and I’m determined to expose them.
Even if having a threesome is prominently featured on my Sex Bucket List.
Even if their washboard abs cause my girl-bits to spontaneously combust.
Even if I really want to make a special appointment with them, and I would love a ‘happy ending’ of my own.
This story is going to get written. I will destroy these cocky doctors.
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Teasers
She’s naked under the thin hospital gown, lying on her back, her feet dangling next to the stirrups at the end of the examination table.
Christmas came early this year.
She’s beautiful, and she’s ours. I want her soft pouty pink lips wrapped around my cock. I want to hear her moan my name, her large brown eyes hazy with need. I want to feel her muscles tremble as we make her come, over and over again.
I exchange a glance with Blake as the two of us move inside the room. When she hears us, her breathing quickens, but she stays where she is.
“Ms. Davey,” I greet her, my gaze drawn to her round breasts. I can see the outline of her nipples under the thin robe, firm and erect, and my cock hardens in response. “What brings you in today?”
Her cheeks are pink and flushed. “I’d like the special service, Doctor,” she whispers. “Will you make me feel good?”
Make me feel good. That’s the code phrase. Lana Davey isn’t here for a routine examination. She’s here for the extra service this clinic offers. She’s here for a happy ending.
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Declan doesn’t reply right away. He bends to pick up the sheet, and my heart stops beating.
Because he’s holding my Sex Bucket List in his hands.
And judging from the way his eyes widen, he’s reading it.
Ouch.
A slow smile spreads across his face. “Writers are far more interesting than I would have imagined,” he says, handing the sheet to Blake, who takes it from him with a raised eyebrow. “Don’t you think, Blake?”
My cheeks are hot with embarrassment.
Blake scans the list and looks up, his eyes dancing with merriment. “You have threesome on here twice,” he says.
My only option is to tough it out. I lift my head up and look steadily at the two men. “Can I have my list back?”
“Of course.” Blake hands it to me. “And if you’re interested in crossing items off the bucket list,” he says, his voice silky-smooth, “Declan and I are happy to help you out.”
Work-Lana would decline, sternly reminding herself that she’s here for a story and nothing else.
I’m tired of Work-Lana. She never has any fun. A devil-may-care attitude fills me. These guys want to up the ante? I’m on. “Yeah right,” I scoff. “Sure. You’re all gung-ho now, but any suggestion of your swords touching and I bet you twenty bucks that you’ll run away in panic.”
Declan wordlessly takes a twenty dollar bill from his wallet and sets it on the table.
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OH. MY. GOD. I absolutely love this story, it’s got medical play + menage + hot guys + Tara’s witty dialogue and I hate that it’s waiting for me on my kindle and mocking me as I try to be a responsible adult. ADULTING SUCKS! Hopefully you don’t have to wait to snag this book, because it is *delicious* and will give you all warm fuzzies… and tingles. Enjoy!
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Want more of Tara Crescent?
Tara Crescent writes steamy contemporary romances for readers who like hot, dominant heroes and strong, sassy heroines. When she’s not writing, she can be found curled up on a couch with a good book, often with a cat on her lap. She lives in Toronto.
Aug 27, 2017 | New Release, Teaser Tuesday
Instead of just “Teaser Tuesday” this week, I’ve given you one every day from this fabulous boxset to celebrate our release week!! BUT TODAY IS THE LAST DAY! ‘Royally Mine’ is LIVE and waiting for you to devour all 22 sexy, royal bad boys! Good news if you haven’t snagged a copy yet, you can still get Royally Mine for just 99¢ but only through TONIGHT! So, hurry hurry!
As one last temptation, I’ve sharing a naughty excerpt from ‘Dancing King’ by Rayanna James! It’s a sinfully hot story, and I know this teaser is going to give you just enough of a peep show to lure you in…
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Dancing King (Royally Mine boxset)
I fell in love with a stripper. And then he became a king.
Royally Mine (boxed set blurb)
Powerful kings. Dirty-talking princes. Insatiable dukes.
They’re ready to rule your heart.
Royally Mine is a sexy collection of bad boy romances featuring HOT royal heroes, brought to you by twenty-two New York Times, USA Today, and international bestselling authors. This deliciously naughty bundle of ALL-NEW standalone novellas stars panty-scorching kings, princes, and dukes who are used to being in command. Charge up your e-reader, clear your schedule, and put on your best tiara, because these royal bad boys are ready to conquer your heart while making you blush oh so hard.
Featured authors: Susan Stoker, Annabel Joseph, Katy Regnery, Nikki Sloane, Renee Rose, Molly O’Keefe, Alta Hensley, Nora Flite, Natasha Knight, Sue Lyndon, Jenika Snow, Maggie Ryan, Celeste Jones, Lee Savino, Livia Grant, Alexis Alvarez, Rayanna James, Ava Sinclair, Addison Cain, Jennifer Bene, Becca Jameson, Mikey Lee
Publisher’s Note: The stories included in this smoking hot box set are MF and MFM pairings. Some contain kink. All will leave you breathlessly panting for more.
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TEASER
God, he was an asshole. After Brian, he had seemed like a breath of fresh air, but now I knew he was everything I needed to avoid.
Arrogant.
Chauvinistic.
Territorial.
Jealous.
Dishonest.
A fucking prince.
And hot. Oh fucking God. Every damn thing about him that I hated made him even fucking hotter and more irresistible.
He was stripping now, out of the fancy clothes he had worn to meet his father. I wanted to get up and run out of his room. To tell him it wasn’t normal to take off your clothes in front of strange women who didn’t happen to be waving dollar bills in your face.
I also wanted to lick him. His hard dark abs came into view, and all of my self-righteous anger threatened to fade away into nothingness. How was I supposed to focus on all the reasons I should hate his fucking guts when he stood in front of me looking like that?
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Sooooo tempting, right? A prince… and a stripper? That’s got to have a hot story behind it, and I know you want to find out! Remember, you can still get it for 99¢, but TODAY IS THE LAST DAY BEFORE THE PRICE GOES UP! <3
Not only has it been on sale all week, but there are also a TON of exciting giveaways happening around this boxset that I want to make sure you lovelies get the chance to enter & win! (Hurry and check these because I think they all end today or tomorrow!) <3
- Two $20 gift cards to B&N
- Crown Diamond Necklace Giveaway
- $50 Amazon gift card giveaway
- 15 Signed Paperbacks
- Bottle of Crown Royal Giveaway
- Zales Key to the Kingdom Necklace Giveaway
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Want more of Rayanna James?
Rayanna is a coffee drinking, wine loving, sushi obsessed, knee sock fanatic who works her passions into every story she writes. She resides in Southern Utah with her husband, 2 kids, mother, grandfather, 2 dogs, and a lizard named Leo.
In her spare time, she enjoys celebrating life with good food, good drinks, and good friends.
She also writes kinky romance under the pen name Rayanna Jamison.
Aug 26, 2017 | New Release, Teaser Tuesday
Instead of just “Teaser Tuesday” this week, I’m doing a teaser EVERY DAY from this fabulous boxset to celebrate our release week!! ‘Royally Mine’ is NOW LIVE and waiting for you to devour all 22 sexy, royal bad boys! Good news if you haven’t snagged a copy yet, you can still get Royally Mine for just 99¢ through the end of the week (when our chance to hit USA Today is over)!
I absolutely love that Becca Jameson partnered with Susan Stoker to write about these princes for Royally Mine! Yesterday I shared a teaser from ‘A Princess for Cale’ by Susan, and today you get a teaser from the partner story ‘A Princess for Cain’ by Becca Jameson! Cutest idea ever, right? Only, “cute” may not be the right word… hot? sexy? panty-melting? Those are better adjectives for these stories. Enjoy, lovelies!
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A Princess for Cain by Becca Jameson (Royally Mine boxset)
As a royal prince, Cain Alexander has everything he could possibly want at his disposal. But he and his twin brother have always felt something was lacking. After spending their childhood under the watchful eye of the royal court, the two of them break the mold and head to America where dreams are made.
Shayla Peters had a rough start in life. Raised primarily in foster care, she and her closest friend have aged out of the system, gotten jobs, found an apartment, and forged a life.
What neither Cain and his brother nor Shayla and her friend can easily control is finding the right person to spend their lives with. They come from different worlds. They have incomparable backgrounds. But love doesn’t care. It worms its way into the soul without invitation.
Is it enough though? The probability of two such different people coming together in a parallel path is slim. Do Cain and Shayla have what it takes to defy the odds?
Royally Mine (boxed set blurb)
Powerful kings. Dirty-talking princes. Insatiable dukes.
They’re ready to rule your heart.
Royally Mine is a sexy collection of bad boy romances featuring HOT royal heroes, brought to you by twenty-two New York Times, USA Today, and international bestselling authors. This deliciously naughty bundle of ALL-NEW standalone novellas stars panty-scorching kings, princes, and dukes who are used to being in command. Charge up your e-reader, clear your schedule, and put on your best tiara, because these royal bad boys are ready to conquer your heart while making you blush oh so hard.
Featured authors: Susan Stoker, Annabel Joseph, Katy Regnery, Nikki Sloane, Renee Rose, Molly O’Keefe, Alta Hensley, Nora Flite, Natasha Knight, Sue Lyndon, Jenika Snow, Maggie Ryan, Celeste Jones, Lee Savino, Livia Grant, Alexis Alvarez, Rayanna James, Ava Sinclair, Addison Cain, Jennifer Bene, Becca Jameson, Mikey Lee
Publisher’s Note: The stories included in this smoking hot box set are MF and MFM pairings. Some contain kink. All will leave you breathlessly panting for more.
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TEASER
No one would ever believe this story. Of course, the only person in the world she knew well enough to tell about it was currently also in the same penthouse, most likely being treated to the same care.
He ignored her protest, grabbed a giant, fluffy, white towel from the linen closet, and hooked it next to the shower door. When he faced her again, she flinched. Watching him move around the room was mesmerizing. Facing him head on was intimidating every time.
He was either undaunted or didn’t notice her plight, because all he did was cup her face, kiss her forehead again, and point toward the shower. “You got this? I could stay and help if you need?” The only way she knew he was at least partly kidding was the lift of one side of his mouth.
Her face heated, indicating she had turned every shade of red. “I can manage.” I don’t want to manage. I’d rather you took your clothes off and got into the shower with me. But I can manage. Ugh.
“I’ll be right outside if you need anything. Just yell.” On silent footsteps, he left the room.
The second the door snicked shut, she froze, staring at the back of the door, stunned. This could not seriously be happening.
She wiped her eyes and blinked several times, but the scene didn’t change. She was still sitting in the most opulent bathroom in Seattle, and the man she’d been drooling over for years was yards away, expecting her to get naked in his home.
Who was she to turn him down?
She hopped down from the counter, drew her favorite little black dress over her head, and then wiggled out of her bra and panties to add them to the pile. She actually felt sad that he wouldn’t see her wearing the sexy lingerie.
Too bad. With her pale skin and nearly white hair, she looked amazing in black lace.
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SO YUMMY!! These are some very sexy princes, so I hope you are already reading your way through this boxset. Remember, you can still get it for 99¢, but for this week ONLY. The price goes up on Sunday! <3
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Becca Jameson is the best-selling author of the Wolf Masters series and The Fight Club series. She lives in Atlanta, Georgia, with her husband and two kids. With over 50 books written, she has dabbled in a variety of genres, ranging from paranormal to BDSM. When she isn’t writing, she can be found jogging with her dog, scrapbooking, or cooking. She doesn’t sleep much, and she loves to talk to fans, so feel free to contact her through e-mail, Facebook, or her website.
