Hi lovelies,
Just a quickie to let you know about another bookish promotion I’m part of. If you like your MM with a side of kink and/or spice, check this one out (click the banner to open in a new window):
Happy Reading!
Lucy x
New Release! Rendezvous By Lisabet Sarai (@lisabetsarai) #Halloween #HauntedMotel #Ghost #Dominance #Submission #Bondage #Costume #ParanormalRomance #EroticRomance
Blurb
I am who I am, and I know what you want.
Rebecca believes in magic. She has never lost her childhood love of Halloween, when she can don a costume and step away from her boring, ordinary self. For one night, she transforms into someone else – someone mysterious, daring, sensual and seductive.
When All Hallow’s Eve finds her stranded at a seedy motel a hundred miles from her friend’s annual party, she is desperately disappointed. Then she discovers that her room is haunted by the invisible but unquestionably virile ghost of a rake who seduced local women nearly half a century earlier.
Buy Links
Kinky Literature – https://www.kinkyliterature.com/book/1665-rendezvous/
Amazon US – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DJZ93M23
Amazon UK – https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0DJZ93M23
Smashwords – https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1632465
Barnes and Noble – https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/rendezvous-lisabet-sarai/1017487787?ean=2940167735668
Apple Books – https://books.apple.com/us/book/x/id6736960598
Add on Goodreads – https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/220378140-rendezvous
Add on Bookbub – https://www.bookbub.com/books/rendezvous-by-lisabet-sarai
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Excerpt:
Cool fingertips wandered up the inside of my thigh, smearing the damp of my secretions into my bare skin. My clit ached in anticipation. A fresh flow of lubrication made my thighs damper still. “I think that you actually want something else.” He found his way into my folds and began massaging the swollen bud at my center.
I moaned and arched backward, my body taking over while my mind whirled in confusion and disbelief.
“Who—what —are you?” He slid two fingers deep into my sopping pussy, making me writhe.
“Does it matter?” Now his thumb beat rapidly against my clit, while his fingers stroked my depths. His other hand pumped my breast in the same rhythm. I felt the first shimmers of orgasm, far away like heat lightning on the prairie horizon.
“I am who I am, and I know what you want. What you need.” He captured one swollen nipple and squeezed, waking echoes of his previous assault. I yelped and twisted, trying to get away but succeeding only in impaling myself more completely. “Let yourself go, Rebecca,” he murmured close to my ear. Lost in a fog of arousal and terror, I hardly wondered that he should know my name.
I couldn’t fight him. I realized that I didn’t want to. I opened my legs wide and ground myself against his hand. There was nothing in the world except his fingers inside me. I relaxed and he added another, filling me more completely and waking new pleasures that welled up and spilled over, drowning me in sensation. “Good girl,” he whispered. “What a good little slut you are.”
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About Lisabet
Lisabet Sarai became addicted to words at an early age. She began reading when she was four. She wrote her first story at five years old and her first poem at seven. Since then, she has written plays, tutorials, scholarly articles, marketing brochures, software specifications, self-help books, press releases, a five-hundred page dissertation, and lots of erotica and erotic romance – over one hundred titles, and counting, in nearly every sub-genre—paranormal, scifi, ménage, BDSM, GLBT, and more. Regardless of the genre, every one of her stories illustrates her motto: Imagination is the ultimate aphrodisiac.
You’ll find information and excerpts from all Lisabet’s books on her website (http://www.lisabetsarai.com/books.html), along with more than fifty free stories and lots more. At her blog Beyond Romance (http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com), she shares her philosophy and her news and hosts lots of other great authors. She’s also on Goodreads, BookBub and Twitter. Join her VIP email list here: https://btn.ymlp.com/xgjjhmhugmgh
When Christmas is Cancelled is Now Available for Pre-Order! #preorder #comingsoon #steamyromance
Hi lovelies,
I’m delighted to announce When Christmas is Cancelled is now available for pre-order! It releases on 3rd December.
Blurb:
When Rosie does a good deed on Christmas Day, she’s not expecting to come face to face with her very own ghost of Christmas past.
Rosie Kilbride’s festive plans are derailed when her mother calls on Christmas Eve to postpone their family get together due to illness. Left with a surplus of food and no one to eat it with, Rosie contacts Ingrid, a local café owner, to find out if she still needs volunteers for the charity Christmas meal she’s organising. Ingrid jumps at the chance, and on Christmas morning Rosie heads out, anticipating a busy but pleasant day doing something nice for others, followed by a meal of leftovers with her fellow volunteers.
Unfortunately, on being introduced to the café’s kitchen staff, she discovers the head chef is none other than Luke Adams, the man who broke her heart into a million tiny pieces ten years ago. And she’s got to work with him. Despite her inner turmoil, there’s no way she’ll let Ingrid and the diners down, so she’s determined to grin and bear it. It’s just a few hours, after all.
When the day is almost done, tiredness and hunger kick in, and emotions start to run high. Can Rosie get away unscathed, or will she be forced to deal with Luke and all the feelings his presence has dredged up?
When Christmas is Cancelled is a standalone M/F steamy contemporary romance with second chance, age gap and BDSM themes.
If that tickles your fancy, pre-order yours here: https://books2read.com/wcic
Add it to your Goodreads shelves here: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/218589869-when-christmas-is-cancelled
Add it to your BookBub: https://www.bookbub.com/books/when-christmas-is-cancelled-a-m-f-steamy-contemporary-second-chance-romance-by-lucy-felthouse
Happy Reading!
Lucy x
A Curvy Girl’s Haven by Kristabel Reed (@KristabelReed @goddessfish) #giveaway
BLURB:
Dr. Arabella Stanton is back in Havenbrook, California, seeking a break from her work with Doctors Without Borders. Exhausted and haunted by memories of the refugee camps, she finds solace in the familiar yet changed landscape of her grandmother’s old town. She plans to rest, recuperate, and plan out her next steps—until a persistent knock at her door changes everything.
Garret de la Rosa, a Navy SEAL with his own shadows from missions past, is back in Havenbrook to recover and find some peace. When a mutual friend brings Arabella to his door, he’s bleeding from an injury, and neither expects the connection that sparks between them.
As Arabella and Garret navigate their growing attraction, they also face their personal demons and the reality that their lives are on different paths. Amidst the tranquil beauty of Havenbrook, they find themselves questioning their futures and what they truly want.
Available from: Amazon UK | Amazon US
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Excerpt:
Why subject herself to disappointment? No matter how attractive she found him, he was only being grateful. The fact she was ready for a new chapter in her life did not mean Garret would be any part of that new chapter.
“It was nice to see you. If you have any problems”—she made a small gesture to his side—“let me know.”
Arabella offered another smile and nod, and turned to leave.
“Doctor!” Garret called again. “I’m experiencing a problem.”
Frowning, she turned back around, already in doctor mode. “Oh, does it hurt? Is the pain more intense—”
“This beautiful woman,” he interrupted, “refused to go out with me. Twice! I need your advice. Is there anything I can do to convince her that lunch is harmless enough?”
Shocked, she wanted to give a sharp retort about leaving the woman alone if she said no. And then Arabella realized Garret was talking about her. She blinked and laughed, shaking her head at the ridiculousness of it all.
“Depends on where you want to have lunch.”
After all, if she had lunch with him, he’d stop trying to thank her. Because he’d already have thanked her. And they could both move on. Or something. That was logical reasoning, wasn’t it?
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
I’m an East Coaster with an insatiable love for pizza and movies. This love has also produced a chubby girl who thought it would be fun to write a few romances for the fuller ladies. And after a long break from writing, I decided to explore the small, California community of Havenbrook; where curvier ladies find hot guys who fall madly in love! After all, curvier girls need love too.
@KristabelReed – Twitter
Email: KristabelReed@yahoo.com
http://kristabelreed.blogspot.com/
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GIVEAWAY!
The author will be awarding a $10 Amazon/BN GC to a randomly drawn winner.
Be sure to follow the tour and comment; the more you comment, the better your chances of winning. The tour dates can be found here.
Stuff Your eReader #stuffyourereader #stuffyourkindle #romancebookworms
Hi lovelies,
I’m delighted to say I’m taking part in the latest Stuff Your eReader event, which is on today only. Mia’s Men, plus over 1,000 other books are available absolutely FREE. There are books for Kindle, Kobo, Nook, Apple & Google. Stuff your eReader now – and be sure to tell all your friends. Click the link to be taken to the page, where you’ll be able to drill down depending on your preferred eReader: https://romancebookworms.com
Happy Reading!
Lucy x
New Release! Triad: Three-way Erotic Romance by Lisabet Sarai (@lisabetsarai) #Menage #Polyamory #LoveTriangle #Vampire #Aliens #Bisexual #Multicultural #Historical #Paranormal #SciFi #LGBTQ #EroticRomance
Blurb
Sometimes one plus one equals three
Why should soul mate be singular? Can one person really satisfy every need and desire?
Triad is a compilation of erotic romance tales about threesomes – not fleeting, lust-driven ménage a trois encounters but stable, loving relationships that involve three people. A long-married couple’s ardor is rekindled when another man seduces each of them in turn. A lonely, embittered vampire finds redemption in the arms of his two young victims. A mistletoe kiss reawakens passion between old friends, until Suzanne discovers Gino already has a life partner. An alien pair offers love and immortality to the only survivor of a interstellar disaster.
Steamy and explicit, unapologetically romantic, Triad celebrates the joys of three-way polyamory.
Buy Links
Free on Kindle Unlimited!
Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DCT7NC8C
Amazon CA: https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B0DCT7NC8C
Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0DCT7NC8C
Add on Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/217367481-triad
*****
Excerpt (From Once Upon a Blizzard)
Suzanne had never seen stars so bright. The night sky was a black bowl above them, studded with blazing jewels. The snow blanketing the yard gleamed with some faint inner radiance. At the edges of the property, evergreens clustered in deeper shadow like silent sentinels.
She took a deep breath of the crystalline air, so cold and sharp it hurt her lungs. The tiny hairs inside her nose stood on end. Her earlobes felt like icicles. From the neck down, though, she was bathed in delicious warmth. The bizarre contrast almost made her giggle.
Smooth, hard muscle brushed her thigh. After a moment, roving fingers skittered across her lap and burrowed into her pubic fur. A fiery bolt of lust struck her core.
“Gino!” she scolded. “Behave!”
“Why should I?” asked her lover, rubbing his body against hers under the surface of the water. “Harry doesn’t mind. Do you?”
The lanky blond on Gino’s other flank grinned. “Not at all. Long as you keep up what you’re doing over here, that is.”
Harris had untied his ponytail. His golden locks flowed over his shoulders, darkening to sepia where wet. With his thin face and chiseled features, he looked like some warrior ascetic, a knight on a quest for some sacred prize. Suzanne could understand why Gino found him attractive. She wondered whether he really was one-hundred percent gay.
Leaning back against the redwood wall and closing her eyes, she allowed the peace of the night to enfold her. Her limbs were heavy. Her heart felt as though it was about to overflow.
The growl of motors and a rattling of metal reached her ears. Gino’s solar-heated hot tub was at the back of the house, away from the street. Still, the faint noise shattered the intense quiet of the snow-smothered night.
“Plows,” said Harris, cocking his head in the direction of the sound. “At last.” He pointed to the cloudless sky. “Looks like they were wrong about more snow, though.”
“We’ll drive you over to Pelham early tomorrow morning,” Gino added. “Actually, the highway department might have towed your car already. We’ll call first, assuming we’ve got power. Anyway, don’t worry, you’re likely to be well on your way back home by tomorrow afternoon.”
Home. Suzanne didn’t want to think about California—her neat, modern, empty condo, all the problems and decisions awaiting her at work, the bland weather and the vacant sky.
“There’s no rush,” she said finally. “I’m going to miss my Monday appointment anyway. But thank you.” She squeezed Gino’s hand. “For everything.”
Now, despite all that they had done together, she found she was shy. Steam drifted up in pale swirls from the heated surface of the water. Underneath, she could barely make out the shape of their naked limbs. “I’m going to miss you,” she murmured finally. “Both of you.”
“You’ll be back for Christmas, though, won’t you?” Gino’s eyes were shadowed but Suzanne understood the yearning she’d see there, if there were more light.
“Maybe…” she began. She imagined another holiday with her parents, pleasant but predictable. They wouldn’t mind if she disappeared after the opening of the presents. And suddenly she couldn’t bear the thought of not being with Gino again, very soon. “Yes. I’ll be back. I promise.”
“Wonderful.” Gino pulled her into a kiss that made her heart pound and her pussy tremble. “You can stay over, you know,” he added when he finally released her. “You can stay for as long as you want.”
“The house has six bedrooms,” Harris commented. “Way more space than we need.”
“Yeah—even with my office and Harry’s studio, there are two rooms we barely use.”
“We do have broadband Internet, by the way. Even if we don’t have mobile service.”
“There’s a local limo company that can get you to Logan in two hours. Harry uses it when he has an exhibition in New York…”
“This is freak weather,” Harris interrupted. “Most winters we don’t get much snow.”
“And the summers here are glorious, green everywhere, bright sun and lingering twilights, fresh sweet corn and luscious home-grown tomatoes…”
“I know!” Suzanne couldn’t keep from laughing. “I grew up here, remember?”
“I thought that maybe you’d forgotten,” said Gino, his voice soft.
“No,” she replied, flush with a recollection of the loyal, clever tease he’d been in school. “I remember very well.”
*****
About Lisabet
Lisabet Sarai became addicted to words at an early age. She began reading when she was four. She wrote her first story at five years old and her first poem at seven. Since then, she has written plays, tutorials, scholarly articles, marketing brochures, software specifications, self-help books, press releases, a five-hundred page dissertation, and lots of erotica and erotic romance – over one hundred titles, and counting, in nearly every sub-genre—paranormal, scifi, ménage, BDSM, GLBT, and more. Regardless of the genre, every one of her stories illustrates her motto: Imagination is the ultimate aphrodisiac.
You’ll find information and excerpts from all Lisabet’s books on her website (http://www.lisabetsarai.com/books.html), along with more than fifty free stories and lots more. At her blog Beyond Romance (http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com), she shares her philosophy and her news and hosts lots of other great authors. She’s also on Goodreads, BookBub and Twitter. Join her VIP email list here: https://btn.ymlp.com/xgjjhmhugmgh
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