Saturday, November 19, 2016


Diamond in the Rough: The Red Petticoat Saloon Series

By Abbie Adams and Maggie Ryan



Blurb



Marshal Tripp Houston makes his own luck and doesn’t believe in chance—until Lady Luck smiles up at him with her cat-like green eyes. If it’s the last thing he does, Tripp is dead set on bringing down the vile Shotgun Slick Gang. It’s been said that the outlaws have a woman traveling with them. Tripp is almost certain that woman is Diamond, especially with her sneaking around and asking lots of questions. But, if he’s wrong, and she is the innocent she proclaims, then once every last slimy one of the gang are swinging from a tree, he plans to hand in his tin star and settle down with the little card-dealing gem who ran away with not only his horse, but his heart as well. After all, he knows just how to tame a feisty gem.

Diamond won’t take no for an answer, especially when it comes to those bossy men of Culpepper Cove standing in the way of finding her sister Damaris—not even when it means she will end up with a hot, achy backside over the knee of one very stubborn lawman. The trail she’d been following for months led her to Culpepper Cove and The Red Petticoat Saloon where she entertains the men while dealing blackjack and sifting through their conversations for information that will help her find Damaris—but she doesn’t go upstairs. That is until the night she makes a silly bet, (it had worked for Jewel, hadn’t it?) and ends up falling for the man who tried her patience at every turn. Will the bet cost more than her virginity? She hadn’t wagered her heart, but she may very well have lost it to him already.

DISCLAIMER: This book contains the spanking of adult women and explicit sexual scenes including anal play. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase this book.

About The Red Petticoat series:

The Red Petticoat Saloon series is a collection of books written by #1 and USA Today bestselling authors. Each book tells the unique story of a different woman, 'a gem', who comes to the saloon to find a safe haven and discovers they become part of a family. Recurring characters appear in each book to allow readers a continuity as they learn about the women who have learned to bend but have not broken under the harshness that life has to offer. It is a series where strong, loving men find not only entertainment at the saloon but the special women who reside under its roof.



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Dear Readers,



Wow! Hasn’t this been exciting? I don’t know about you but I’ve always been a fan of old westerns and more than half in love with dusty old cowboys—and the sterner, the better. John Wayne definitely fueled many of my girlhood daydreams, alongside Sam Elliot and Clint Eastwood. Now, we have Gabe, John, Jeb, Bo and the rest of those dominant men of Culpepper Cove. I hope you’ll find Tripp and Diamond’s story to be fuel for some of your own daydreams.



It didn’t take long for Diamond to start telling me her story. When I heard about The Red Petticoat Saloon Series, I wasn’t sure that I could participate, but Diamond is a woman who won’t be ignored. She demanded her place in the series and she got it. Although, I have to say a big, giant thank you to Maggie Ryan, my co-author.



Sometimes, no matter how vividly the characters talk to you, life happens and you just don’t get a chance to tell their stories. This was the case with my story, Diamond in the Rough. If, not for Maggie, Tripp and Diamond would still be buried on my hard drive with a slew of other unfinished works.



Thank you, Maggie. As always, you make me look good—and I hope you already know I’d be lost without you. Thank you for helping bring these amazing characters to life.



And to our readers, I hope you will fall in love with Culpepper Cover and the Red Petticoat Saloon family.



Truly,

Abbie Adams



Excerpt



As soon as Gabe was gone she let loose of the stranger. "Marshal is it? Why didn't you tell me you were the law instead of scaring me half to death? What is your game, Mister—what do you want with me?" Despite the anger she felt toward the man, when she looked into his eyes again and he spoke, heat pooled low in her tummy.

"No game. Like I said, I just want to keep you out of the hands of some outlaw, with vile intentions. But, honey, if you want to play games, I'd be delighted. I'll even let you choose—but be warned, I never lose." He tugged on one of her curls again.

She shoved his hand away and then stepped aside when she realized she had the space to do so. Before she stomped back into the saloon, she leveled on him. "Well, that makes two of us, Marshal. But there are some things you should keep in mind. First, here, the house takes all ties.  And second, the play doesn't happen until you take your seat at the table; anything else is just talk. Many men can talk a good talk, but that's it." She spun on her heel to leave him, but he caught her arm and turned her back to face him.

"I'll be seated at your table tomorrow night, ladybug, but I'll be interested to see if you are able to do any sitting." He let her go with a cocky wink and a husky chuckle.

 
Abbie Adams

Abbie is a little girl at heart. She has always lived in a make-believe world, unwilling to share her fantasies with anyone for fear they would laugh at her, or worse, lock her up. She struggles with her desires to have a daddy who will keep her in line and yet baby her constantly. She writes to stay sane; this is her therapy.
Hiding her secret desires hasn't helped her, but sharing it with you, those of you who might also enjoy the same yearnings, well, that makes her happy. Come live inside Abbie's head if you dare.

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A Little Twist (written w/ Emily Tilton)
A Little Sunshine (written w/ Maggie Ryan)
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Diamond in the Rough (Written w/ Maggie Ryan)



#1 International and USA Today bestselling author for Blushing Books. I write both contemporary erotica and historical spanking romances. I enjoy writing about characters that enjoy the provocative D/S lifestyle of today’s times, as well as taking a step back into the past to write stories that take place in the Victorian era with age-play as a theme.
I live in the great Lone Star state with my wonderful husband. I have always loved reading. Growing up in a family with four children, it was difficult finding a place to be alone. I was probably one of the squeakiest clean girls on the planet as I would spend hours in the tub so I could read without being bothered. It wasn’t long before I began to make up my own endings to the books I was reading. From there, it just seemed natural to begin writing my own stories.
I never try to restrict myself to any one genre because there are just too many delicious possibilities out there and inside my head. I admit to being somewhat of a romantic, though, as my stories always must have a great deal of love, passion, corporal discipline and, of course, great, mind-blowing sex. I want my readers to be able to see, hear, feel and know the characters that I’m creating as well as I do when I bring them to life and transfer their stories to paper. I want my women to be strong of character but also strong enough to know that submission given in love and trust to your partner does not make you weaker, it makes you far stronger. I want my men to be sexy, strong, demanding alpha males who know how to take what they want while acknowledging it is a gift they have been blessed with by the women that have chosen to submit to them. I want there to be no doubt that they truly would die for the other no matter how others might view their relationship.

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Tuesday, November 15, 2016

GUEST POST: ANITA PHILMAR


 THE WARRIOR IN ME - An erotic murder/mystery romantic suspense

BLURB:
Special Security Agent Sebastian Berlin is eager to track down his partner's killer. Instead, he’s assigned the job of baby-sitting a scientist. His boss thinks she's the key to an Ancient Warrior Prophecy. Science never interested Sebastian, but the know-it-all female standing at the end of his Alaskan dock could persuade him to do a little experimenting. That is, if he can keep his Neanderthal Warrior genes from taking control.

DNA specialist Lily Sinclair is in need of a vacation, or so her over-protective ex-husband tells her. Arriving in chilly Alaska instead of sunny Cancun, she's tired and cranky and so not in the mood for her bodyguard's he-man tactics. Still, there's something about the sexy eye-candy that makes her want to lick him all over even as she's demanding to go home.

Then Lily's ex is poisoned, and Sebastian is certain the two murders are connected and she could be next. She knows he's hiding something, but with the worldwide release of Neanderthal DNA project only days away, she has no choice but to trust him to protect her. But can she trust him with her heart?

EXCERPT

“I hate to tell you, but we found Cain’s body last night. He took two slugs in the chest.”
Relief, followed quickly by shock, filled Sebastian. A numbing sense of disbelief overwhelmed him. “What the hell? I thought he was working on a simple security detail.”
“Did he discuss his assignment with you?”
Sebastian ran a hand through his hair and scrambled to recall his last conversation with his best friend. Cain had called a week ago with a request for information on the people he’d been assigned to protect in California. His voice had reflected a bored almost disgusted tone. At the time, Sebastian had held his tongue and didn’t comment, but later he questioned the anomaly. His friend loved life and never became discouraged even when the odds were against him.
Frowning, Sebastian rubbed a hand over his neck, stroking the hairs that suddenly stood on alert. His initial disbelief faded. A gaping hole widened before him and stretched into an endless sea of despair. What the hell would he do without his best friend, his confidant?

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Bio Anita Philmar

Anita Philmar likes to create stories that push the limit. A writer by day and a dreamer by night she wants her readers to see the world in a new way.
Influenced by old movies, she likes to develop places where anything can happen and where special moments come to life in a great read.
Naughty or Nice?
Read her books and decide.

Email: anitaphilmar@yahoo.com


Saturday, November 12, 2016


GUEST POST:
Brace For Impact
by
Daryl Devore




What could be simpler than a routine plane trip from Toronto, Canada to Caracas, Venezuela for a rookie flight attendant and a sexy R.C.M.P. officer?


BLURB

After leaving a disastrous marriage, Paix Allcot begins a new career as a flight attendant. The romance of travel plus the desperate need to be on any other continent other than the one her ex is on seems like a dream job. For the first time, Paix is no longer a trainee and the passengers in economy class are under her care. Especially the handsome passenger seated in 36C.

Guy Lapierre, undercover officer, is following a vicious human-trafficker. He has little time for relationships. Too many innocent lives are at stake. But when the plane crashes and Guy is stranded on a tropical island, he is forced to work with Paix to survive until he discovers that the man he is tracking is Paix's older brother.

Can a pink bra and a hot night on the side of a volcano save the relationship and their lives?

 EXCERPT



Paix's moans mixed with the sounds of the rain on the roof and the crashes of thunder.
Reaching up with his right hand, Guy flicked her left nipple. Twirling it between his thumb and forefinger made her grind her hips on him.
She released his mouth, tossing her head back. "I'm close. Harder."
He shifted to try to rub her clit, but their position made it awkward. "Come on, Paix." Her chest heaved against his. Each thrust up made her breasts bounce. Every movement pushed him closer to an edge he didn't want to cross. Her grip tightened on his hair, her legs squeezed against him. He felt the first wave of her orgasm. She inhaled and arched her back. He slowed his thrusts.
"No." She shook her head. "Harder."
"Can't." He puffed trying to keep in control. "No protection."
"Please, Guy. Harder. On edge. Don't care. Please." She squeezed and squirmed against him.
His restraint broke. He drove his hips upward, slamming into her. The cabin walls trembled with each thrust. "Come on, Paix. Let it all go. Now. Ah!"
Pressure built then released with a powerful shockwave, which tore through him. The building groaned and shook. His knees threatened to buckle. Wrapping an arm around her waist, he lifted her then slipped out. Cautiously moving around the unfamiliar and dark cabin, he made his way to the small bed he'd noticed during one of the flashes of lightning. He lowered her onto it then snuggled against her.
She slipped her hand back and cupped his balls. He closed his eyes and shuddered. "I need to rest." She slid a finger back and forth. His gut clenched. "Message received, but I'm beat out."
"Just letting you know that was only the first course." She giggled. "And I know it's a cliché, but I think the earth really did move. I think we had an earthquake."
"You do know we're making love on the side of a volcano."
REVIEWS

Review - Daryl Devore's book was fantastic also it was probably one of my favorites of the set. I was crying at the end thinking the worst but it turned out great.

Review- Daryl Devore likes to add unexpected events to her novels. And this one has several which if you google you’ll discover have really happened. So as you read this delightful story thinking it over the top, remember that while some events may seem improbable, life is full of improbable occurrences.
I thought both Guy and Paix were stand-up people. Paix had a moment of not so stand up when she finds her brother, but even there, when she thinks it through, she rights herself in short order. No one is perfect, but these two are really good, which results in great extreme action fun.
2 Warnings: The sex is explicit and the final chapter might scare you at first, but keep reading.





New releases anytime soon?
One coming up in the near future – an erotic contemporary rock star romance – What Happens in Bangkok.
Where can eager fans find you?
(or Daryl Devore)
GoodReads Author Page - http://www.goodreads.com/DarylDevore





Wednesday, November 9, 2016

Thank you for joining me on WIP IT UP WEDNESDAY


I'll be working with Stormy Night Publications editing The Lakehouse Secrets this week and am sharing a scene from this upcoming erotic spanking/menage suspense romance-yes, this one has a little bit of everything! 




Alena Malloy is in the small town of Blue Springs, Maine to look for clues to her sister's disappearance.  After checking in at the sheriff's office, she refuses to heed Randy's warnings to not involve herself in his case.  In this scene, Randy has just chastised her with a few swats for spying on the lake house her sister was last seen at.  Her arousal from those swats took her by surprise and she jumps in the lake to cool off.  But not even the cold water worked to lessen the burning need the sheriff ignited then left her with, forcing her to take matters into her own hands.




Reaching into his back pocket, Randy withdrew a small pad, flipped it open, wrote something then ripped the top sheet off and handed it to her.  “Spanking you was fun, but this is my responsibility.  It’s just a written warning.  Next time there’ll be a fine.”  He turned and hopped down to the short slip before swiveling and tossing out one more warning.  “You also won’t get to keep the comfort of your shorts, Red.  We’ll really give the lakers something to gawk at.”  Giving her a mocking, two-finger salute, he sauntered back to his Explorer, leaving Alena gasping in utter discomposure at the sight of a boat idling about a quarter of a mile down the lake, the wide grins splitting two couples faces too easy to see. 
“Oh good Lord,” she muttered in exasperation as she worked through the completely irrational, annoying thrill his parting words and their unknown audience gave her.  Her body had no business tingling in response to that humiliating, painful spanking or her exhibitionism.  She would just ignore it, she vowed, reaching down into her small ice-chest next to her chair and plucking out a cold wine cooler.  Popping the cap, she took a long pull, determined to disregard the ache between her legs as well as the lingering, warm throb of her buttocks that seemed to egg that ache on.  She refused to be a slave to her body’s demands even if she wondered what her response would be to a bare, harder spanking.
By the time she finished her cooler, her chaotic thoughts had settled down but not her body.  Determined to get the upper hand, at least with her hormones, she made a quick decision and dove off the side of the boat into the frigid lake.  An accomplished swimmer, she swam with swift strokes in a back and forth pattern for ten minutes before giving in to the inevitable.  Setting her feet down on the sandy bottom, she shivered as the chest deep water lapped around her but did nothing to ease the heated, pulsing need still clamoring for relief. 
With one hand snaking up under her shirt to flip open the front catch on her bra and knead the soft fullness of her breast and one sliding down her loose shorts to palm the denuded, sensitive flesh of her pussy, she caved to her body’s demands.  Leaning her head back, she closed her eyes and let the sun’s warm rays heat her face and shoulders as her fingers worked to heat the rest of her body. 
She loved to touch herself, so this was no hardship.  What galled her was giving in when she swore she didn’t want to, just needed to for comfort’s sake.  Yeah, that really went against the grain, but it didn’t keep her from rolling her nipple into an even tighter nub or from delving inside her sheath with two fingers to root out her clit.  The slickness of her channel had nothing to do with the water she soaked in and everything to do with an arousal that wouldn’t be denied.
Her soft cry as she thrust her fingers over and over her clit echoed in the small cove.  With her back to the rest of the lake, she didn’t hear any boats zipping by or know if there was anyone else idling or sitting on the opposite shore, but her need had risen to such a state, she flat out didn’t care at this point.  Switching to torment her other nipple, she put more pressure on her thrusts, slowed as she rasped back and forth over her swollen bundle of nerves until she shook more from the building pressure of release than from the cold.
Succumbing to the spiraling fall her fingers led her to, she pinched her nipple and clit at the same time, milking the two pleasure points until the blinding pleasure of her climax exploded throughout her jerking body.
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Tuesday, November 8, 2016

TUESDAY'S GUEST:  Welcome Kelly Dawson with an excerpt from her book, THE GUNSLINGER'S WOMAN.  Thanks for sharing Kelly!

THE GUNSLINGER’S WOMAN   BY KELLY DAWSON

A hardened gunslinger, a sassy woman. Is his quick draw enough to keep her safe?

Amazon Buy Link: https://goo.gl/ercXLQ

Blurb:
The last thing nineteen-year-old Jeannie Cooper wants is to be a prim and proper lady, so when her older brothers try to send her off to finishing school she runs away from the family ranch to keep them from putting her on the train to Boston. She plans to hide out on the prairie and return in a few days, but things go horribly wrong when she stumbles upon the infamous Mullins gang.

Danny Coulter is a hardened gunslinger with more than enough enemies already, but when he sees a beautiful young woman held captive by outlaws his conscience forces him into action. Rescuing Jeannie turns out to be only the beginning of his troubles, however. Her sass and defiance quickly test the limits of his patience as he endeavors to get her home safely, and before long he is left with little choice but to take her over his knee for a sound spanking.

Though Danny's firm-handed discipline leaves her bottom sore and her cheeks blushing, Jeannie is nonetheless excited when her brothers offer him a job at the ranch. Soon he is courting her in earnest, and after a local busybody witnesses him giving Jeannie the first bare-bottom spanking of her life, Danny proposes marriage to avoid a scandal. But with the Mullins gang out for revenge, will his quick draw be enough to protect his woman?

Publisher's Note: The Gunslinger's Woman includes sexual scenes and spankings. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.

Excerpt

She reached for his gun, to remove it from the holster, so she could wipe it clean, then she froze as she remembered exactly what Danny was. He was a gunfighter. A killer. Entirely the wrong type of man to be lusting after. Danny didn’t wear a gun just for protection, as she and her brothers sometimes did; his guns were a part of him. They defined him. Without his guns, Danny Coulter, the fastest gun in the west, would be nothing.

          “Leave it.” His command was hoarse, there was pain in his voice, but there was no denying the dominant manner in which it was said. “You bandage me up, I’ll clean my gun. Nobody touches my guns.”

          “It won’t take long to clean it.”

          “I said leave it.” His fingers took hold of her chin then, and he tilted her face up to look at him. “You know what will happen if you disobey me.” His threat rumbled in her ear, sending waves of electricity through her. Yes, she knew exactly what would happen. Her buttocks clenched again, involuntarily, at the thought, and she held her breath. The air was too thick to breathe again. She could feel her face flushing as the waves of electricity surging through her reached that aching juncture between her thighs.

          “You’re hurt,” she pointed out.

          He smiled in spite of the pain, his eyes crinkling up at the corners as he looked down at her. “Not too hurt to spank a naughty girl who disobeys.” As if to prove his point, he drew back his hand and smacked her bottom, reigniting the burn        Her eyes widened in shock as she reached back to rub out the sting. Hurt or not, his hard hand was still strong. She felt a spasm right in her very core at his touch. His dominance turned her insides to mush.

          The hand that had smacked her returned to her chin and he tilted her face sideways slightly so he could whisper huskily in her ear. “So leave my guns alone.”

          “Yes sir,” she breathed.



Author Bio:

Kelly Dawson loves anything to do with horses, rodeos and cowboys, and loves to get lost in a good book - preferably one containing spanking!

A life-long closet-spanko, Kelly started writing spanking stories on every spare scrap of paper in the house as a child. So when she discovered the internet and spanking romance along with it, she was most excited. But it took her a good decade of devouring these stories before she got up the courage to submit her own. And now, here she is, 7 books later, with a plethora of ideas still to write!

She lives literally at the bottom of the world in the South Island of New Zealand, with her husband, four kids, a dog and a cat.



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Tuesday, November 1, 2016

Tuesday's Guest Post:  REAPER'S KISS by Allison West.  Thanks for stopping in Allison!



Reaper's Kiss by Allison West

Published: August 30, 2016

Publisher:  Blushing Books

Genre: Paranormal, Romantic Erotica, BDSM


















Blurb:

Heir to the throne of Casmerelda, Princess Ophelia has a knack for disobeying the rules. When she sneaks out in secret to visit her boyfriend, her life takes an unexpected twist. She is murdered by an unknown assailant outside the Blue Moon Tavern and is tasked with being a grim reaper. Is it punishment for her naughty night outings or the Dacre curse?

Wynter Gael has no choice but to reap the soul of Ophelia Dacre and bring her into the world of the undead. Responsible for reaping souls and fixing her mistakes, he must decide if putting her over his knee is worth it or if she should be sent to the royal council for further disciplinary action.

Reaper’s Kiss is a paranormal erotic novel with elements of spankings, anal play, graphic sex, and mild violence.




Excerpt

“I don’t like it.” What was there to like? Larkin, the gentleman she’d been sneaking out to visit had an appointment with death. He felt bad for the guy, especially given the fact the girl he liked was recently murdered, but what could he do?

“You’re not supposed to,” Wynter said and sighed. “Maybe you should stay here for today.”

“The hell I am!” Leila stood up. Her hands in fists. “I’m not going to sit by and idly watch as you reap the man I love! Not a chance in hell!”





About the Author


Allison West is a #1 International Best-Selling Author in Erotica, BDSM, Romantic Erotica, Sci-Fi, Victorian, and Historical Erotica. She also writes young adult novels under the name Ruth Silver.



Allison West has been inventing worlds and writing stories for years. Her favorite novels are those that leave a lasting impression, long after the final page is read. You can find more about Allison on Facebook and Twitter.



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