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Monday, January 30, 2017

The Boss of Me - New #1NightStand from @MerrynDexter @DecadentPub #officeromance

The Boss of Me
(1Night Stand Series)
By Merryn Dexter

Publisher: Decadent Publishing Company, LLC

ISBN: 978-1-68361-142-4

Word Count: 20,700

Cover Art: Fiona Jayde

Blurb


Dear Madame Evangeline…

Lou Jones loves her job, but she can’t ignore the attraction she feels for her boss, Daniel Smith. She contacts the 1Night Stand dating service hoping a little fantasy role play will help her get over her crush.

I want to see you in my office…

Daniel can’t believe his eyes, or his luck, when a misplaced letter gives him a shocking insight into the erotic thoughts of his personal assistant. The chance to satisfy her fantasies and make his own dreams come true is too tempting to resist.

This is fantasy, nothing more…

As they explore their every desire, Lou and Daniel find keeping reality at bay is harder than they thought. Will their 1Night Stand deliver the satisfaction Madame Eve prides herself upon, or are they just too close for comfort?


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Excerpt


“Bring the file here and place it on my desk.” He settled more comfortably into his chair, steepled his fingers beneath his chin, and admired the sway of her lush hips. She placed the file down as instructed then folded her hands in front of her, eyes still averted. Schooling his need with an iron control, Daniel waited.

Her chest rose and fell, the slight hitch in her breath pressing her breasts against the thin silk of her blouse. The tip of her tongue peeked out, dampening her coral-pink lips, and a bolt of lust drove him from the chair. Ignoring Lou, he strode to the door and locked it. He doubted there were many people left in the building at that time of day on a Friday, but he wouldn’t risk anyone interrupting them.

Pacing back to the center of the room, he stopped to admire the hourglass lines of her figure. The heels looked even better from the back. Balancing on their slender points gave extra definition to her calf muscles. “Do you know why I summoned you, Ms. Jones?”

Her breath seemed to catch in her throat. Her voice barely above a whisper, she said, “No, Mr. Smith.”

“You will call me Daniel.” The visceral need for her to know who was about to touch her surprised him. He wanted to hear his name on her lips as she sighed, moaned, and fell apart at his command. Her head bobbed in acquiescence, and he spoke again. “I summoned you because you canceled our
appointment this evening.”


She half-turned, seemed to catch herself, and straightened to face the front again. A thrill of satisfaction curled in his gut. Each little act of submission from her proved sexy as hell. “Did you do as I requested?” he asked. Her skirt clung to her hips and ass with no hint of a panty line, but he couldn’t be sure.

“Yes,” she murmured.

A bolt of lust rocked him on his heels. He wanted to crawl on his hands and knees and fawn at her feet, but she had been very specific in her email—her fantasy required him to be the boss, to take control and dictate his desires upon her.

“Show me.” The rasp in his voice couldn’t be helped; his body tingled with anticipation. Her hands gripped the hem of her skirt and began to raise it, inch by tantalizing inch. The material cleared the back of her knees, gliding higher to reveal the lacy tops of her thigh-high stockings, the soft expanse of her tanned thighs.


About the Author

Merryn Dexter is a military spouse who, after a varied employment career (from selling sandals to old ladies with bunions to being a health and safety coordinator for a construction company), is thrilled to be pursuing her dream career as a romance writer. She likes The Winchesters, Spike, Hotch, Loki and watching complicated European Noir. Her hobbies include crying at books, crying at movies, crying at tv serials (there’s a theme!) and believes all stories should have a Happy Ending.  

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Tuesday, July 12, 2016

Rocking the CEO #CoverReveal @lexcade


Blurb:

This last year of Joss Richards’ life has changed for the better—or so she thinks. A new band, a new city, a new life, and, now, a shot at a contract with the hottest rock label around, ICE Records. If she and her bandmates can impress the label, her life will be set. Too bad her best friend thinks something is missing. When Joss receives details of the 1Night Stand date set up for her, she bolts—straight into the arms of a sexy stranger.

When August Bragg glimpses a red-haired goddess in the hotel lobby he can’t get out of his thoughts—or his fantasies. Unable to resist her lure, he indulges in a steamy encounter. Then learns her name, and he realizes his fantasies has left his heart in an ethical dilemma.

Will they give everything up for their careers, or can the man who holds Joss’ future in his hands also convince her to give him her heart?


Excerpt:

She stopped at the entrance and leaned against the wall. With her spiked hair, tight black T-shirt, the swell of her ass in those black skinny jeans, and spike-heeled boots, she personified his fantasy. How could he focus on his date Sunday night when this woman stood in front of him, the picture of everything he’d wanted for months?

He stopped next to her and tried not to stare, but her beauty captivated him. Bright-green eyes, a narrow nose, and a gorgeous mouth he wanted to taste so badly he barely withstood being next to her. Keep your composure. She’s a woman. A beautiful woman…. “Hello there.”

When she glanced at him, her eyes widened just a bit. “Hi.” Then she curled her lips into a seductive smile.

“You look a little lost.”

She shrugged. “Hard to be lost when you don’t have a destination.”

Gods, her voice…. Pure, raw, Southern sex appeal. “Where are you from?”

“South Carolina. You?”

“Iceland.” He appreciated the interest in her eyes and the way she pursed her lips. “Your accent’s sexy.”

“So is yours.”

At the compliment, she actually blushed. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” Shouting over the music started to get old. “Would you like to go somewhere?”

From the way her green eyes darkened, he knew her answer before she said a word. No way they’d make it back to his room, not with the way he ached. Time for an alternative plan.


Catherine Peace has been telling stories for as long as she could remember. She often blames two things for her forays into speculative fiction—Syfy (when it was SciFi) channel Sundays with her dad and The Island of Dr. Moreau by HG Wells. She graduated in 2008 from Northern Kentucky University with a degree in English and is still chasing the dream of being super rich and famous, mostly so she can sit around in her PJs all day and write stories. As it is, she's content to spend half the day in her PJs and write stories. Also, she's a reviewer for Indie Books R Us and sometimes contributes to The Pen Punks. When not being a slave to the people in her head, she’s a slave to two adorable dogs.

Wednesday, April 6, 2016

What You Want #newrelease for @LandraGraf @DecadentPub #BDSM #eroticromance

What You Want
Genre: BDSM Erotic Contemporary
Pages: 60

Blurb: When her sister gets sick on the night of her 1Night Stand date, Laney Malcolm is asked to fill in and pretend to be her twin. Treating it as a lark, she looks forward to an adventurous event with a free dinner and not much else. She isn’t prepared for the fierce attraction nor the urge to help the Hawaiian, tattooed submissive she’s introduced to.

Kanoa Mahelona has spent the last year trying to find himself, but he’s tired of random hook-ups and women who only want him for his bad-boy image. Madame Eve helped his boss, so he turns to her for assistance. Attractive and damn good at breaking through his barriers, the blonde Domme challenges him in a way he can’t seem to turn down.

Only she’s not who she appears to be, and, once the truth comes out, it may be too late to go back.

Short Blurb: Laney Malcolm is pretending to be her twin. Kanoa Mahelona is tired of random hook-ups and women who only want him for his bad-boy image. Will their initial attraction on their 1NS date forge a bond or will hidden secrets end things before they start?

Excerpt:

“Really? Well, what if I told you we were already in a scene and you’d already submitted?” She gave him a wink and leaned back in her chair.

Submission didn’t always exist in a neat little box or behind closed doors. How often did the committed couples she’d seen at The Playroom prove the same? Some people only liked to conduct their play in private, but she’d watched men and women let go completely, allowing every decision to be made by their Dominant, down to clothing and food selections.

He frowned but didn’t break visual contact. “I’ve been accommodating, as a gentleman should be. I’m not asking for a spanking or to be tied up.”

“That’s where we’ll disagree. The things you’ve been doing are commands, not questions paired with fluttering lashes or coy looks. As for the tying and spanking, if you’re interested in the act, you can let me know now.” And instinct told her pain wouldn’t work on this one. “But a lot of submissive work has nothing to do with sex or inflicting pain. It’s about letting me in here.” She leaned forward and put her index and middle finger flat against his forehead.

He inhaled sharply at the contact and let his fork hit the plate.

Laney knew this would be the moment of truth, and she needed to ask. Needed finality on whether this date had a longer shelf life than an hour in a restaurant. In truth, she should’ve been out at his initial resistance, but his use of “never” goaded her to push, to prod. Men in her dungeon stayed far away from such a word.

“Do you want me in here?” She poked him again.

He finally lifted his head, a determined, neutral expression on his face. “If you think you can handle it.”

Author Bio: Landra Graf has been crafting stories since the tender age of too-young-to-watch-rated-R. When she finally got old enough for adult material, she believed adult meant anything besides the smexy. Then she discovered erotic romance and all things kinky. Since then it’s been a journey down a rabbit hole. Landra writes BDSM erotic romance and historical erotic romance, among other less smexy offerings.

Author Links:
Website: http://landragraf.com
Twitter: https://twitter.com/LandraGraf
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/landra.graf
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7847192.Landra_Graf
Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/landragraf/
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Landra­Graf/e/B00IESJED4/

Thursday, February 25, 2016

SPOTLIGHT on What You Crave by @LandraGraf @DecadentPub #BDSM

What You Crave by Landra Graf

Genre: BDSM Erotic Contemporary

Pages: 62

Blurb: Sigmund Bermudez has spent the last year out of the BDSM scene. Lauren Elser has heard about kinky escapades from one of her more challenging patients, and never taken in part in one. When both of them sign up for a 1NS, courtesy of Madame Eve, they're not prepared for the bonds formed over a little rope play. It's time to confront their fears or faced getting burned.

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Excerpt:
“My relationships didn’t ever last long enough for gifts.”
“Because...” He waited, and as usual his hands sought their own occupation, twisting the cloth napkin into a simple slipknot.
“I had career goals. Relationships were a natural casualty in my pursuit of professional success. The one guy I got serious about—” She smothered a laugh with her palm.
He understood. “It’s weird wanting to tell someone you just met anything and everything.”
“You have no idea. I’m not used to doing the talking.”
Her job, a therapist. He’d been recommended to one, but preferred to work through his leftover emotions by saving the casino. Words were not action. Still, a profession like hers no doubt came with a big emotional cost. “I’m told doctors need therapy too. Keep going.”
Instead of rebuking at his gentle command, she relaxed. Tension eased from her shoulders, arms going to the armrests on the dining room chair. “His name isn’t worth mentioning, but he didn’t cut it... in the sack.”
“Too vanilla?”
“Too concerned with his own orgasm, and any requests or lack of enthusiasm earned me some rude responses. Then he told me I'm too frigid to try new sexual experiences. So I got rid of him.”
“Ouch.” Sig stood, walking around the table and offered to help her up. She took it. “I’ll try to make sure I meet all your needs, then.”
She laughed, a throaty, melodic sound, which had his half-mast cock springing to full attention. “I'd like a good submissive experience to see if this is something I want.”
“Are you enjoying yourself?” Time to find out if she’d admit to her submissiveness from the moment she’d walked in the door. He directed her actions and so far she’d capitulated like a pro.
“Yes.”
“What do you want?” Normally he’d never ask such a question. It laid the foundation for a sub to top from the bottom, which he’d never agree to or condone.
“I want your ropes.”

Author Bio: Landra Graf has been crafting stories since the tender age of too-young-to-watch-rated-R. When she finally got old enough for adult material, she believed adult meant anything besides the smexy. Then she discovered erotic romance and all things kinky. Since then it’s been a journey down a rabbit hole. Landra writes BDSM erotic romance and historical erotic romance, among other less smexy offerings.

Author Links:
Website: http://landragraf.com
Twitter: https://twitter.com/LandraGraf
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/landra.graf
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7847192.Landra_Graf
Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/landragraf/
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Landra­Graf/e/B00IESJED4/


Monday, October 12, 2015

The Naughty Angel #pnr #1NightStand from @shielasue @DecadentPub

The Naughty Angel a 1 Night Stand Series
Paranormal Romance
Shiela Stewart
Available in Print and ebook

 Guest Post by Shiela Stewart: 

Angels and Demons. Heaven and Hell. What makes them so fascinating and why do we want to go to heaven so badly? No, this is not going to be a preachy blog so please don’t turn me off. I’m about to share with you my take on the subject and why I love writing about them.

I do believe in Angels and Demons, but maybe not entirely in the biblical sense. I believe in good and bad. Everyone has good in them, and everyone has bad in them. It’s how we choose to use them that makes us who we are. Have you ever stopped and looked at those people who lead a normal life, going about a normal existence, then one day, they grab a weapon and take out a crowd of people? What made them do that?  Had to be evil inside of him for him to do such a thing.  Right?

When we think of angels we see delicate features of a woman or child with golden hair, wearing a white flowing dress and white feathery wings, gold halo over her head. That’s what we’ve been taught to believe. But what about the person that for no reason at all will pay for the person behind them in the grocery line up without saying a word to the person. Or shovel your walk after a snow storm. What about the person who stops on the side of the road to help someone fix their flat tire, in the middle of a downpour? A good hearted person couldn’t drive by and not stop and help.

Now, let’s talk about the biblical Angels and Demons. God Rules the Heavens and Satan rules Hell. Angels do God's work and Demons do Satan’s work. Neither has a mind of their own. I often wonder if they get bored with their jobs—if there really are such things. It was that thought that brought on the idea for my latest release, The Naughty Angel. I bring together an angel wanting something different in her life other than being the watcher of children and finds it at Madam Eve’s 1 Night Stand and a Demon looking for his next minion. Both are slaves to their master. Being together is the ultimate sin for both. Yet it is so tempting.

So tell me what you think. Are Angels and Demons real?  Has anyone ever gone out of their way to help you, even when they don’t know you? Comment and you could be a lucky winner will get a copy of The Naughty Angel just released.



Author Bio:

Raised on a rural farm in Saskatchewan, Canada, Shiela Stewart relied on her vivid imagination to fill her days. Never did she realize that her need to tell a story would someday lead to becoming a published author.

In the fall of two thousand and six, Shiela published her very first book and she hasn’t stopped since.

When not writing, Shiela spends time with the love of her life and biggest supporter, William. She enjoys doting on her children and granddaughter. She has a strong affection for animals which is evident in the five cats, one dog, plenty of fish and one turtle she owns.

Some of her other passions are home décor, crocheting and knitting.

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BLURB:

Even the good turn bad sometimes.

A life of servitude to God has left Ariel Raine feeling worn out. Being an Angel isn’t all it's cracked up to be. Day in day out of the same routine tends to get tedious. Wanting some spice in her life, she sets her mind on discovering the allure of a sexual encounter. With the help of Madam Eve and her 1 Night Stand dating services, Ariel is about to have her world rocked.

Only one problem is…her match is a demon.

Edison Grey has relied on a dating service to claim minions for not only him, but for his master Satan as well. 1 Night Stand just happens to be this week’s preference. No use wasting a good service, Edison decides to have a little fun while he’s at it.

Stripping an angel of her purity is an added bonus.

What happens between Ariel and Edison is a surprise to both of them. Even with the threat of punishment looming over top of them.



EXCERPT:

Ariel sat on a park bench, enjoying the warm, sunny day as children played in the sand and swung high in the air. She never grew tired of watching them play. She enjoyed being their guardian.

Still…she longed for more.

When her sister, Sarafina, appeared beside her, Ariel acknowledged her with a smile and tip of her head. “Lovely day.”

“It truly is.”

They both sat in silence, as the youngsters frolicked about.

“Shall we discuss why you asked me here today?” Sarafina asked, smoothing out her long, white flowing skirt.

Ariel trusted no other like she trusted Sarafina. “I’ve longed for a change in my life.”

“What sort of change?”

A woman with a crying baby on her lap sat down between her and Sarafina. Ariel shifted positions to sit on her sister’s right. She was sure if the woman had noticed her, had known she’d nearly sat on her lap, she would have run screaming. Only children could see her, and Sarafina was invisible at this time, as well. “I’ve always been loyal and obedient. I’ve done my duty without complaint.”

Sarafina held her hand out and a tiny blue butterfly landed in her palm. “That is true.”

“I’ve considered…taking a lover.”

Sarafina sent the butterfly on his way. “We’re not allowed to engage in such behavior.”

“I’m aware of that.” The woman beside them got up and headed to the playground, her infant still crying. “Have you never desired to have more, a little change?”

“When I do, I change my wardrobe.”

Ariel sighed. “Something more than that? I see the humans engage in intercourse—”

“You observe them while they fornicate?”

“Of course not! But I have come across it from time to time. It looks so…enjoyable.”

“It’s a sin.”

“I know what it is.” Ariel stood and captured the stray ball rolling her way. Smiling, she handed it back to a cherub-faced young boy. Taking it, he ran off and continued to play with his friends. “It’s just that,” she sat back down, shifted in her seat, “I want to feel their joy. To experience the pleasure I see in their faces, the way they writhe. The release as their body is satisfied. I want a man to hold me in his arms.”

“You know what will happen if you carry on with this idea?”

“The thing is…it’s more than an idea. I’ve…already started the ball rolling.”

Sarafina gasped. “What have you done?”

Her face heated. “I talked with Cupid and he suggested…a dating service.”

“Dearest God!”

“It’s called 1Night Stand—”

“How trashy.”

Ariel cleared her throat. “It’s very classy, and Madame Eve has created a wonderful service.”

“What a fitting name for a woman in her position, given that the first Eve succumbed to temptation and indulged in a sinful act.”

“In any case. She treated me well and was so helpful. And…she’s found me a match.” Ariel cringed when Sarafina glared at her.

“You can’t do this.”

“I know.”

“Then stop it.”

“I need this. It’s one night. Please, it would mean so much if you supported me.”

“You’re asking too much of me, Ariel. If this were to be found out—”

“I know.” She would be banished to purgatory, a bleak, lonely place, neither hell nor heaven. “No one will find out…unless you tell them.” Her sister’s duty would prevent her from divulging a confidence, those dark secrets that no one spoke of.

“You’ve already made your mind up. I see no reason for pulling me into your ruse.”

“I need a friend.”

“Oh, Ariel.” Sarafina took hold of her hands. “I am now and always will be your friend. If this is what you require, then you must do it. Please, be careful.”

“I will. I promise. The gentleman I have been paired with is extremely handsome.” She held out the picture and sighed. “He has the brightest blue eyes I have ever seen, and his face is quite rugged.”

“And you can’t wait to meet him in person.”

Ariel giggled, nodding.

“Then you must go.” Sarafina gave her a hug. “Be well, my sister.”


Monday, September 28, 2015

Beneath the Starry Sky #audiobook from @jsubject @DecadentPub #sfr

Beneath the Starry Sky ~ An Audio Book!
A 1Night Stand story
By Jessica E. Subject
Narrated by Audrey Lusk
Erotic Contemporary Romance
Left at the altar with bald patches on her head and her self-confidence stripped away, Tamara Johnson must pick up the pieces of her life and face her Alopecia Areata, the autoimmune disease causing her hair to fall out. She is convinced no man will date a bald woman and arranges a one-night stand through Madame Evangeline’s popular service, 1Night Stand. With her new wig held firmly in place, Tamara arrives at the Castillo Hotel in Las Vegas for a night of passion and pleasure. Anything more than one night would mean exposing her bald head, and she will never do that to any man again.

Running into the Castillo Hotel, away from the paparazzi constantly at his heels, Josh Summers wants to spend his next few days locked away from the flashing lights and screaming fans. When he finds an incredibly sexy woman lying on his hotel room bed in nothing but lingerie, he thinks management has made a mistake. Leaving her behind, he heads for the lobby to get the situation rectified. But an unexpected text from Madame Evangeline sends him back to his room. Though unsure whether the woman on the bed is really his perfect match or just another fan believing him to be like his character on television, he knows he must find out, even if it means he must risk telling her his own secrets. If Tamara can handle his imperfections, she just might be his ideal woman.

Audio book available from:

Get the Kindle version for only 99¢ at Amazon through October 9th!
Amazon US / UK


To learn more about Alopecia Areata and to help find a cure, visit the National Alopecia Areata Foundation http://www.naaf.org and the Canadian Alopecia Areata Foundation http://canaaf.org/

Listen to a sample from the audio book




About the Author
Jessica E. Subject is the author of science fiction romance, mostly alien romances, ranging from sweet to super hot. Sometimes she dabbles in paranormal and contemporary as well, bringing to life a wide variety of characters. In her stories, you could not only meet a sexy alien or two, but also clones and androids. You may be transported to a dystopian world where rebels are fighting to live and love, or to another planet for a romantic rendezvous.
When Jessica isn't reading, writing, or doing dreaded housework, she likes to get out and walk with her giant, hairy dog her family adopted from the local animal shelter.
Jessica lives in Ontario, Canada with her husband and two energetic children. And she loves to hear from her readers. You can find her at jessicasubject.com and on twitter @jsubject.

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Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Tugging on my Heartstrings with Reunited Lovers and Reunion Stories #amwriting #storyconflict

 My Love Affair with Reunion Stories
By Sara Daniel
 
Half of the books I’ve written are reunion stories in one form or another. The One Night with the Bridal Party series kicks off by reuniting two lovers in One Night with the Bride. Caroline plans to grit her teeth and marry a guy she feels nothing for, but when given the chance to check out the only man she’s ever loved… well, she’s only going to look and satisfy her curiosity, not dump her fiancé for her true love. Uh huh. I’m already cheering for the past lovers to get back together.
 
Oh, and don’t worry about that guy she feels nothing for that she’d been planning to marry. He’s been emotionally unavailable for fifteen years since he and his high school love went their separate ways after a heartbreaking tragedy. He gets a reunion story too in One Night with the Groom.
 
Reunion stories of past lovers work because they’re so powerful. The story has inherent conflict. The couple either left each other for a reason or were torn apart in the past. Those unresolved issues don’t fix themselves. They remain and often grow bigger over time because the past conflicts become magnified by the hurt and pain of their years apart. But the characters are still wildly attracted to each other and long to relive the intimacy they’d once shared.
 
My latest release in the bridal party series is One Night with her Husband. As the title suggests, the two characters have a history and a connection and are looking for one last chance to either make their relationship work or split apart forever. Their angst, emotion and vulnerability are sky high. Because I want them to have a happily ever after and I know they won’t achieve it without each other, I’m rooting every step of the way for them to reunite in an everlasting love.


She walked away from her marriage seven years ago...
Marcia Johnson always assumed her husband would follow her eventually. She’d achieve success while she waited and prove her decision the right one. But when he finally turns up, she’s not ready. Her career hangs in the balance, and her weight has skyrocketed. How can she face the man she loves and show him she made the right choice? Especially when he’s matured from a decent-looking college student into the sexiest man she’s ever seen.

He’s waited seven years for his wife to finally need him…
If Adrian Torres can save her business, maybe he’ll have a shot at saving their marriage. But the woman he finds is too competent and independent to ask him for help. She even shrugs off his touch instead of reacting with the desire he hoped to ignite. Have the embers of their marriage finally died? Is it time to end their relationship and move forward?

He wants a divorce…
Her world ripped apart, Marcia turns to 1Night Stand to give her one more night before she lets Adrian go. She dares not hope for more. Even Madame Eve couldn’t have the magic to save their neglected disaster of a relationship…could she?