Monday, July 23, 2018

Bree always knew she was different....Violet Souls by @abbeymacmunn #CoverReveal #pnr #urbanfantasy

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Coming 5 September 2018 from Tirgearr Publishing!
A new, novel-length fantasy romance from Abbey MacMunn


While searching for clues to her past, shy single mum, Bree Mills discovers a subculture of aliens with supernatural abilities living on Earth.

And she’s one of them.

Finding herself hurled into a world of possibilities, it’s made more alluring by Quinn Taylor, the violet-eyed Evoxian from her childhood dreams.

324-year-old Quinn knows his destiny is entwined with Bree’s, but before he can confess his love, he must wait for her to sense the Akui, a mysterious force tied with ancient Evoxian law.

At a Cotswolds country manor, passions awaken and ignite a love more magical than the once-Utopian planet, Evox. Then Fate delivers a cruel and heart-breaking blow when Bree is kidnapped by a malicious alien who wants her and her power.

Will Quinn still love her when she’s faced with protecting her half-human daughter… whatever the cost?

Available for pre-order now!


Brianna Mills grasped the curious pendant around her neck. Like before, when she’d first touched it, the violet jewel warmed, and her peripheral vision shrank back.

Her steps faltered. With somehow more focused vision, she watched the man coming towards her along the tree-lined track.

Jasper stopped rummaging in the undergrowth, sniffed the air, and wagged his tail. But despite her dog’s interest, she sensed something…odd.

It wasn’t just the disconcerting vision or the static electricity surrounding her.
Or even the disappointment as she pondered over the outcome of her adoption meeting earlier. No, this was something else, something tangible.

Electromagnetic energy rolled over her skin, made her scalp tingle. A strange, coppery scent circulated in the cool spring air.

Blood pulsated in her ears, muffling the sound of birds chirping in the trees. She came to a standstill, all five senses fizzing with an unseen force, her heartbeat pounding like tribal drums.

Still six metres ahead, the guy looked tall, well-built with broad shoulders, and casually dressed in a faded brown leather jacket and dark blue jeans, worn at the knees. Overlong blond hair rested on his shoulders, and messy waves fell either side of a tanned, ruggedly handsome face.

Drop. Dead. Bloody. Gorgeous.

A tiny spark ignited somewhere within and she forgot how to breathe.

Bree recognised him. But he wasn’t anyone she’d ever met before, not while she was awake. No, this was someone whom she used to dream of when she was a child.

It didn’t make sense. How could she have dreamt about him, what, fifteen or so years ago?

The spark became a small flame, breathing its warmth on parts of her that she’d forgotten existed. Her cheeks heated. She had so little experience with men. No wonder she’d fallen for the first guy to show her any interest and been na├»ve enough to get herself pregnant.

Jasper barked, which made her jump, and then raced towards the guy, wagging his tail and leaping around excitedly, greeting him like some long-lost friend.

Jasper! Get back here. Right now.”

Trying to focus through the tunnel vision, she willed her feet to walk the remaining distance to retrieve her dog.

Get a grip, Bree, get a grip.

Keeping her head down, she wished she hadn’t tied her hair in a loose bun, so she could have hidden her embarrassment behind the long tresses.

Sorry. Jasper doesn’t normally like strangers.” She gulped. Her words were breathless and pathetic, and she cursed under her breath. Is he a stranger though? With shaky hands and distorted vision, she grabbed her Labrador and fumbled with the lead, desperate to get the damn thing to clip on to Jasper’s collar.

Are you wearing blue contact lenses?” he asked in a deep, hypnotic, and strangely familiar voice.

Bree blinked rapidly and her vision returned to normal. “What…? No.” She wouldn’t look at him, preferring to give her attention to Jasper’s lead, now gripped so tightly her knuckles had turned white.

She could almost feel the guy’s stare burning the top of her head. The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end and she backed away—until she noticed his dog.

Similar to a pure white Alsatian, but she’d never seen one as massive or as muscular. It stared at her too, with weird violet eyes.

Violet eyes like hers.

About the Author

Abbey MacMunn writes paranormal and fantasy romance. She lives in Hampshire, UK, with her husband and their four children.

When she’s not writing, she likes to watch films and TV shows – anything from rom-coms to superheroes to science fiction movies.

She is a proud member of the Romantic Novelists' Association.

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Sunday, July 22, 2018

Sizzling Sunday - with a #Contest and a #Coupon! @Archer_Larry

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Welcome to another Sizzling Sunday!

I’ve been away for the last couple of weekssorry for neglecting you!—so today I’ve got something special. Not only do I have a steamy excerpt from my latest release, Hot Brides in Vegas, but also a contest and a half-price coupon. You’ll find the details after the excerpt.


Tying the knot — with no strings attached!

Who can resist love at first sight? The minute Ted saw Annie shedding her clothes on stage at The Foxs Den, he fell head over heels for the petite, busty redhead. She had to make the first move, though, dragging him into an impromptu orgy in the Dens VIP suite, along with technically-virgin bride Francesca, secret slut Laura, and hot black mama Chantal.

Now Annie and Ted are getting married, and theyve invited all their friends from that wild Amateur Night to the party. Taking over a vintage eighties motel with a courtyard and pool for their private function, the bride and groom expect a certain amount of carnal excess. Still, nobodys prepared for the sexual free-for-all that breaks loose, involving not only the gals from the Den but also Annies rock star brother, Teds MILF mother, Chantals new slave girl, a lascivious hippie couple, a susceptible priest, the butch hotel manager, and an entire Scottish rugby team. As the wedding guests act out their secret fantasies, they push the limits of both lust and love. Finally arriving at the altar, after an exhausting, arousing twenty four hours, Annie and Ted realize that tying the knot doesn’t have to mean tying themselves down.


Before Annie could respond, Nan mounted the low platform they’d set up to the right of the bar and grabbed the portable mike.

“’Evening, everyone! Welcome to the Holiday House. I’m Nan Anderson, manager of the hotel, and your mistress of ceremonies for the evening.”

Ted shot a look of confusion in Annie’s direction. She shrugged, unsure what to do.

First of all, I want to congratulate Annie and Ted on their marriage. They make a lovely couple, don’t you think?”

The guests hooted and clapped their approval. Even Rod and Claudia broke their clinch to applaud.

Let’s get them up here on stage. Annie? Ted? Come on, don’t be shy!”

Annie rose from her chair, taking her margarita with her. She thought she might need it. Her groom joined them, slipping his hand into hers as he stood beside her.

How about a kiss, kids? Show everyone how you feel about each other.”

Ted wrapped his arms around Annie and briefly pressed his lips to hers. Almost before the kiss began, it was over.

Oh, please!” Nan took possession of Annie’s drink, leaving her hands free. “Forget about the rest of us for a minute, Ted, and kiss her the way you would if you were alone.”

Annie-belle…” Ted began, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

Never mind,” Annie whispered. She grabbed him, pulling his hard body against hers, and plunged her tongue into his mouth. He responded, in spite of himself, locking his mouth to hers, drinking deep of her heat. Through the barely-there fabric of her dress, she felt his cock swell and harden. She snuck one hand between their bodies to give him a squeeze. He gasped and bucked against her palm. A moment later, still plundering her mouth, he gripped her ass and ground her pubis against the bulk trapped in his trousers. Now it was her turn to suck in breath, as the friction struck sparks in her pussy.

He found one of the slits in the dress and slid a hand inside to stroke her bare skin—first her hip, then her belly, then lower, brushing the soft fur that covered her mound. Heedless of their audience, she parted her legs, silently begging him for more. Ted did not disappoint her. His long, talented fingers slipped between her slick lower lips.

Fire streaked through her. He backed off, then pushed deeper into her crevice. Annie clutched his butt and rode his fingers, chasing a climax that hovered just out of reach. There, like that, just like that…

He stroked her inner walls. His thumb grazed her clit, then prodded the swollen bead of flesh, then rubbed hard. A geyser of pleasure welled up from her depths. She broke their kiss with a moan as she came all over his hand, drenching him in pussy juice.

The climax left her weak and twitching in her lover’s arms. For a moment, she didn’t notice the applause.

Nan was clapping too, close to her ear. “Now that’s more like it! Well done.”

Ted finally released her. Annie struggled to stand. Nan slipped an arm around her shoulders to give her a quick hug. Then she seized Ted’s hand and licked it thoroughly, to his obvious discomfort.

Mmm. Thanks, kids. That’s a great way to start the evening’s activities.” She gave them a lascivious grin. “Let’s continue with a game—if that’s okay with you two?”

Annie nodded, still feeling vague and loose after her orgasm.

What kind of game?” asked Ted.

Musical chairs.” Nan hopped off the stage, then handed up a chair to the groom. “Adult version. Fantastic way to break the ice.”

What ice?” mumbled Ted, but he didn’t resist as the manager lifted five more chairs to the stage. Returning to the platform, she arranged them in two rows, back to back.

All right—can you all come up on stage, please?”

What if we don’t?” Rod asked. He’d relinquished his hold on Ted’s mother, but they both looked rather disheveled.

I’ll spank you,” Nan replied, holding his stare for a long moment. “Harder than you like.”


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Saturday, July 21, 2018

Smoking hot MM romance from @parr_books #GayRomance #Television #Closeted

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By E.D. Parr (Guest Blogger)

Thank you for inviting me to your blog with new release MM romance

Love on Show

I loved writing this story. I’d had the idea in my head for nearly a year, but life got in the way of my writing for a while there. When I finally wrote the story, it flowed onto the computer because I knew Caer and Justin so well.

Their love story is hot and heart wrenching. There are places in the story I wanted to shock because life throws wildcards at everyone now and then. I also wanted the guys to love each other deeply.

Justin hides a fun-loving trait until the end of the story when I hope readers will see how much he loves Caer.

July 18 release from Evernight Publishing, A Romance on the Go

Romantic, erotic, surprising

Fall in love with Caer Rossi and Justin Harper

Dishy Justin Harper plays gay bad boy Brandon in a TV show that’s fast becoming a cult classic, but Justin hides the fact he’s gay in real life. When a new actor is cast to play his TV show love interest, Justin can’t deny the raging attraction he feels for gorgeous Caer Rossi.

Caer Rossi makes it clear he thinks Justin is smoking hot. He can’t wait for the kissing scenes, and they sizzle, but underneath the performance for the TV show, a deep, loving passion builds between the two men. Something has to give, but what and who will it be when a journalist threatens to ruin Justin’s perfectly crafted public persona?


He followed Justin out of the room and down the corridor into what looked like a wardrobe room. Rails of clothes lined one wall and baskets of accessories and other items dotted the floor space.

Justin stopped walking and turned abruptly.

Caer reared back to avoid bumping into him.

We’ll take my car into the village and get something to eat, but first I’d like to explain.” The actor’s voice held sincerity. His eyes held a plea.


Yeah … I couldn’t go through with the kiss until I’d let you know what to expect. I, er, I like to kiss for real. It just doesn’t look right on camera kissing someone on the chin or missing their lips any way you can. You know … there’s no passion in it … what do you think? Will it be okay?”

Justin’s fabulous blue-gray eyes searched Caer’s face.

I can do that. Sure.” Caer softened his voice. He gazed at Justin’s mouth. “Show me. Kiss me.” You are adorable. I know you want to fuck me bad.

Relief entered Justin’s expression. He leaned toward Caer. His eyes closed.

Caer met him. The kiss sent waves of pleasure through Caer. His stomach clenched. He lifted his arms and held Justin. The gentle merge of lips on lips teased him and he slipped a palm along Justin’s jaw, prolonging the kiss, soaking up the sexy feel of stubble rasping on his skin.

Justin drew away. He gazed at Caer. “Hell, that was some kiss.”

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Friday, July 20, 2018

Flirting with more than danger.... Margaritas, Mayhem & Murder by @MaryCunningham #mystery #humor #giveaway


Andi’s step-mother is a real piece of work! But is Ruby a murderer?

Andi Anna Jones, so-so travel agent/amateur sleuth, puts aside her resentment of her father’s widow and books a 60th birthday cruise to Cancun for Ruby and three friends. Never does Andi imagine the cruise will lead to the murder of a has-been lounge singer—or that Ruby will be the main suspect.

Flirting with more than danger after arriving in Mexico, Andi connects with the charming local sheriff, Manual Rodriquez. After an embarrassing night involving the sheriff, too many margaritas, and a Mariachi band, a chance to check out an eyewitness to the murder leads her to Las Vegas.

In Vegas, a mysterious meeting in the Bodies Exhibition, a body preserving in the prep-room, and an evasive owner of a dance studio, give Andi clues to help Ruby. But when Andi is mercilessly drugged and locked in a storage room, she realizes dear old step-mom isn’t the only one in jeopardy.


Tell me what’s going on. Slowly, and about fifty decibels lower. Why are you in jail?”

Well, honey, I’m not sure. Oh, I know what they’re saying, but I didn’t do anything. I swear. Well, at least nothin’ I can remember. You see, it all started on the cruise ship dance floor, quite innocently, mind you.”

What started?” I located my slippers and shuffled to the bathroom.

As I was saying before you interrupted, it all started on the dance floor. You know, they play such romantic music on these cruises like, Shadow of Your Smile and Mandy. Oh, don’t you just love Manilow? Well, anyway, Lenny and I were having a lovely time, and he was obviously enamored, if you catch my drift.”

I knew this was a mistake. Still, I asked, “Lenny who?”

Why, Lenny La Mour, of course!”

I drew a blank.

Lenny La Mour,” Ruby huffed, “The famous Las Vegas performer? He’s the reason I picked this cruise. He had his own humongous nightclub and everything. Oh, Andi Anna, don’t tell me you’ve never heard of him. Why, women my age swoon at the sound of his voice. But, I suppose your generation only has eyes for that Bon Ami person.”

Uh, are you, by any chance, talking about Bon Jovi?”

Well, you know who I mean.”

About the Author

Mary Cunningham, grew on the northern side of the Ohio River in Corydon, Indiana. Her first memories are of her dad’s original bedtime stories that no doubt inspired her imagination and love of a well-spun “yarn”.

Childhood experiences, and a recurring dream about a mysterious attic, inspired characters, Cynthia and Augusta Lee, for her award-winning middle-grade series, Cynthia's Attic. The setting is in her childhood home in Southern Indiana. Family stories and ancestors comprise the storylines. There are currently five books in the series: The Missing Locket, The Magic Medallion, Curse of the Bayou, The Magician’s Castle, and Legend of Lupin Woods.

Through a horrifying stint as a travel agent, the character, Andi Anna Jones, travel agent/amateur sleuth, inspired her latest adult mystery series. Book # 1, Margaritas, Mayhem & Murder was released Nov. 30, 2017. The author is currently writing Book # 2 of the series, along with another middle-grade series, The Adventures of Max and Maddie, a historical time-travel, and the biography of a former Army brat/University of Connecticut women’s basketball player who started a non-profit foundation to create scholarships for children of deployed veterans.

Cunningham is a member of The Georgia Reading Association, and the Carrollton Writers Guild.

When she gives her fingers a break from the keyboard, she enjoys golf, swimming and exploring the mountains of West Georgia where she makes her home with her husband and adopted, four-legged, furry daughter, Lucy.

Review Blurbs for Margaritas, Mayhem & Murder!

If Evanovich's Stephanie Plum were a travel agent, she'd fit right in working this case alongside Andi, a wanna-be detective readers are sure to love.” —Regan Black, USA Today bestselling author of the Escape Club Heroes and Knight Traveler novels.

Margaritas, Mayhem & Murder...WOW. Snappy dialog, quirky characters, opens with a curious bang and yanked me through the pages. A fun, fantastic read. —Jean Rabe, USA Today Bestselling author, Piper Blackwell Mysteries.

Grab a margarita and hold on tight; you're in for a wild ride.”
Karen MacInerney, Agatha Award nominee and author of the Dewberry Farms Mysteries

Charming, lively, and unpredictable, Margaritas, Mayhem & Murder excels in a vivid story mystery fans will relish.”—Diane Donovan, Senior Editor Midwest Book Review

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