• Truly Helpless by Joey Hill

    Very raw and passionate story.  Regina and Marius have a connection that is truly special.  She knows what she has to to do to help Marius, but first he has to break him in the best of ways that only a Domme can do.  Hot hot hot!  If you read this at the beach or pool side, you will need to take a dip or two to cool you down!

    Being truly helpless is the only thing that can save him. But it’s the one thing he’s not willing to do.

    Marius has all the things a Mistress could want in a one-night-sub encounter. Hot body, loads of charm and a willingness to get her off in any way she pleases. That’s his reputation at The Zone. But Marius has a dark side. When a Mistress pushes him for something deeper, he’ll push back, mess with her head. When he takes it too far one night, The Zone management has had enough. He’s kicked out of the club and there’s only one way back in—Lady Regina.

    Regina’s been studying Marius for a while. She enjoys her submissives in all flavors, and she likes them challenging, though not usually the “knight-in-distress” type, so screwed up she’d need a backhoe to dig him out of his dysfunctions. But on that pivotal night, she sees something in Marius. He doesn’t know what it means to be truly helpless to a Mistress, but he needs it, more than any sub she’s ever encountered. And that’s a challenge this Mistress can’t resist.

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    Background: Regina is tending Marius after he competes in an illegal fight…

     

    She stepped back. “You’ll do. I suppose you know a hot shower when you get home is the best remedy, on top of the ibuprofen you just took. Though I’d highly recommend a tetanus update and having your head examined.”

    He kept staring at her. He wanted to make her nervous with his silence. Tough luck with that, boy, she thought. You want to self-gag, it doesn’t bother me.

    Answering in kind, she tossed one final wipe into the trash and headed for the door. Embracing her Mistress side meant understanding there was an energy flow between Dom and sub once a connection was made, even if the connection was the rope in a tug of war. She rode that energy how it was meant to be ridden, not forcing her own expectations on it. It worked better that way. She’d accomplished what mattered most to her here, which was confirming he’d finally released that surfeit of potent energy from his session at the club earlier in the night. He was leveling out. While he could likely use a lot more aftercare, they were quite a distance from him earning that kind of treatment from her.

    “You don’t want to talk about what happened in Tyler’s office?” he said abruptly. “Or why you followed me here?”

    “No.” She continued to move toward the opening that would lead back to the ring area and then the parking lot. She didn’t need or want to stay any longer. She didn’t anticipate that he would do or say anything to hold her there longer, so it was a pleasant surprise when he did.

    “You didn’t say what you thought of the fight.”

    She pivoted and met his gaze. “No, I didn’t. Would you like to know?”

    He could look wary, like an animal being baited into a trap. He had thick, dark lashes. His gray eyes were like the mirror surface of a lake. “Yeah,” he said at last.

    “Okay.” She returned to him. There was a pen sitting next to the tray of gauze. Picking it up, she extended her hand, looking pointedly at one of his. When he offered it, she clasped his wrist and wrote an address on the inside of his forearm, along with Friday, 6:30pm.

    His fingers flexed above her grip and she was aware of his breath stirring tendrils of hair against her cheek. Her hip pressed against his knee. She imagined sliding between his spread thighs, tasting the metallic flavor lingering on his lips, feeling the flex of his shoulder muscles under her splayed fingers and firm palms. His hands would curve over her hips, his own fingers digging in, showing he wanted and needed her.

    Careful, girl, she thought. Don’t screw with your own head. He’ll do enough of that without your help.

    “Meet me there and I’ll tell you.” Setting the pen aside, she laid a hand on the side of his face. His gaze lifted to her. “Get some rest. Take care of yourself.”

    When he started to lift his hand to clasp her arm, she drew back and shook her head, a denial. His lips set in a thin line. “That a command, Mistress?” he asked tonelessly.

    “Take it however you want.”

    He curled his fingers around the edge of the table, body leaning forward, eyes suddenly cold and hard. “It wouldn’t matter, anyway, since you don’t really like me.”

    “No. I don’t,” she responded frankly. “But I care about you. That doesn’t require that I like you.”

     

    Would you like to read Chapter One of Truly Helpless? Find it here – http://storywitch.com/book-nod-th (scroll down below blurb/buy links).

     

    Author Bio

    Winner of the RT Book Reviews Career Achievement award, Joey W. Hill has published over forty contemporary and paranormal BDSM erotic romances, including six series. Her emotionally-intense love stories offer everything from vampires, mermaids, witches and angels, to boardroom executives, cops and simple housemaids. With her books, she suggests “don’t look past the sex; look in it, and find a wonderful story to touch the heart and soul.”

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  • A Worthy Man (Men of Halfway House) by Jaime Reese

    This book is about so many things. It will bring you to every emotion and you will never put it down.  So order dinner now, put the kids in front of the TV or iPad or whatever, and then get to reading.

    I think I had angels pissing in my eyes through at-least half of the book. A part of me wanted to go online and PM Jamie to gush over how much I enjoyed this book, however, I decided that I would write it all down in my review instead.

    My heart will always be with Julian or Matt, but  Dray and Vann’s story Is by far my favorite book of the series.

    You know when you reading a book and you look down at the progress and you can see that it’s almost over, and the post-reading depression starts to set in?  Well, at one point I  looked at the bottom to see my progress expecting the depression, but I saw it was only at 39%. I was absolutely thrilled! That is absolutely what this is really awesome book!

     
     
    A story of two men and the boundless love that forever changed them. 


    Vannguard Shaw has spent the last ten years serving a life sentence and adjusting to the ache of solitude. He accepts his fate, a sacrifice for the only man he ever loved and the one person who saw beyond his rough edges.

    Drayton grew up with a trust fund and pre-planned future, but an unexpected encounter one night forces him to abandon everything and start from scratch. He is now a self-made man and developer of one of the most sought after electric exotic automobiles in the world with a fortune greater than that of his birthright. Yet, he’d surrender it all—again—for the only man who’s still ever-present in his heart.

    After a decade and entirely too much distance between them, Vann is suddenly released back into a world that has been nothing but cruel. Drayton never lost hope they would once again reunite and pick up where they left off, but Vann’s stubborn nature and repeated encounters with a heartbreaking world prove to be a challenge.

    Vann needs to tap into his fighting spirit’s reservoir of strength and hope life doesn’t punish him for taking a chance. Only then will he realize his own value and feel worthy enough to finally have Drayton’s heart. And their chance at forever.


    * Although part of a series, this full-length novel can be read as a stand-alone. *Word count: 124K

     

                                     

     
     
     
    “C’mon,” Drayton said, tugging Vann by the hand. After breakfast and a countertop quickie, they had immediately returned to the bedroom and had been hibernating there since. He had no objection to spending all day in bed, but he had a surprise for Vann and couldn’t stand waiting any longer. “I want to show you the rest of the house.”
     
    “But I like the bedroom.”
    Drayton chuckled, pulling him up with more force. “We can come back after.”

    “Fine,” Vann grumbled, finally sitting up on the bed with a dramatic pout.


    “You’re cute when you don’t get your way.”

    “Cute enough to stay in bed?” He waggled his eyebrows and petted the bed. “It’s really soft.”
    Drayton leaned in and gave Vann a chaste kiss, jerking back quickly to avoid his grasp.

     

    Vann’s laughter filled the room. “Damn. You’re still super-fast.” He reluctantly stood and stretched his arms over his head.

     

    Drayton’s lips parted, enjoying the flex of muscles.

     

    “Like what you see?” Vann asked, delivering a cocky grin as he seductively licked his lower lip. “Let’s get back in bed—”
    Drayton threw his head back and laughed. “You’re still persistent as hell. C’mon. I want to show you something.”

     

    “I want to show you something too.”

     

    “This is important.” Drayton crossed his arms. “We can skim the other rooms but there’s one that’s special. It’s…yours.”

     

    Vann sobered. “You’ve given me enough to cover every event for the rest of my life and then some. I don’t want—”
    “It’s also for me. I’ll watch you while you use the room.”

     

    “Hmm.” Vann pursed his lips. “Okay, you’ve got my attention.”
    After a little more bargaining, Drayton finally lured Vann out of the bedroom and down the hallway. He opened the door to his office and stepped inside. “This is the room I’m usually in when I’m here.”
    “Not anymore.”
    He chuckled as they exited the office. They walked down the hall to the room he’d had converted into a gym.
    “Damn, this is nice.” Vann checked the different weight options and looked at each of the machines.
    “You’ve got everything here for all types of routines. And if you don’t like the view, you’ve got a TV.”
    “The view’s beautiful.”

     

    “Whatever we need to change out or add, we’ve still got space. I do a lot of thinking while I’m on the treadmill, so we’re not getting rid of that.”

     

    Vann chuckled. “Okay.” He walked over to Drayton and leaned in for a slow kiss.
    “Mmm. What was that for?”
    “Is this the room I’ll use while you watch me? I promise I’ll make you sweat too.” 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Jaime Reese is the alter ego of an artist who loves the creative process of writing, just not about herself. Fiction is far more interesting. She has a weakness for broken, misunderstood heroes and feels everyone deserves a chance at love and life. An avid fan of a happy ending, she believes those endings acquired with a little difficulty are more cherished.
     
     
     

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  • Club Thrive: Compulsion

    I have to say that my heart broke for Skyler. She is so lucky to have friends that support her. She has had such a hard life. She is due for a happiness. Logan has it all, except that one thing, a woman. One look at Skyler, and he know. I love books with love at first sight. Their chemistry is tangible from the get go. When trouble comes at them from two sides threatening to ruin everything, together they overcome and push through it.

    Passionate story that shows you your dreams can come true if you give it a chance

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    I’ve always dreamed of being a singer, and it’s time to make that dream come true. 

    Life is short, and I know my parents—may they rest in peace—would have wanted me to follow my heart. So I pack my bags and head to Los Angeles.

    Then my world turns sideways…

    Logan…

    I run the hottest club in L.A., where gorgeous women flock to show skin on the dance floor. But as soon as I spot her, I know she’s different. We have a connection, something more powerful than I’ve ever felt. 

     But I’m not the only one who notices her. She’s getting a lot of attention on the club circuit, and the way other men look at her when she’s on stage drives me crazy. 
     I want her for my own, but she’s not about to let me control her. And then my past returns…
     
    This could turn into a deadly situation.

    *Note: Previously Titled Chasing Dreams*

     
     

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  • Cat Scratch Fever by Sarah O’Rourke

    Cat Scratch WP Banner This is a different genre from the crazy pair that is Sarah O’Rourke.  All I have to say is that I thought it was way too short!!!  I would have loved to have read a full length novel version of this book.  I really hope they expand it or at least give Marc a full novel!

    There is so much potential wit h this one book.  I am begging that this becomes a full series beyond Beau and Lexie.

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    Beau LaForte felt an internal pull to the beautiful, innocent Alexa Davidson. Oh, this was not the typical boy-meets-girl story. This was anything but typical. You see, Beau was a shifter – a panther – and the alpha of the pack. What his panther wanted, his panther got. And together, they wanted Alexa.

    But when Alexa finds the pretty kitty lolling on her bed, she is determined to get him out — before he sheds more on her brand new sheets! Can Beau convince Alexa that she is his mate for life?

    Instalove. Shifter romantic comedy. 23K words. Novella.

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    Taking a deep breath, Alexa drew herself up to her full height and steeled herself for a battle. Although, since she stood just an inch over five feet, she knew her intimidation factor was virtually non-existent, but she had to start somewhere. It was time for her to quit stewing over decisions she could no longer change and instead concentrate on the concrete facts regarding her current situation.

    And the fact was there was a flipping cat in her bed! A gigantic feline fiend apparently intent on wrecking what was left of her birthday. Because, yes, there was a cat in her bed, and it was stinkin’ immense. Since when did ordinary cats – even if they were frickin’ panthers – get that big?

    The simple answer was they didn’t. EVER.

    And an even better question was – Why wasn’t she scared of it?

    God knew, it had fangs that promised grim death to anyone that provoked it. Oddly enough, though, she felt not a single ounce of fear or distress standing in front of it. It was like she instinctively knew this animal would never cause her a single second of harm. In fact, the longer she looked into its eyes that glowed in the darkened room, the more convinced she was that the purring beast would do whatever was necessary to protect her. It was like she and the animal had some kind of weird, unspoken connection. It was a bond that she didn’t want and had never asked to share, but one that she couldn’t deny and wouldn’t change even if she could.

    How fucked up was that? Maybe this was some kind of voodoo curse one of her disgruntled customers had wished on her when she hadn’t served their coffee quickly enough. Personally, she thought that might be a bit of overkill, but caffeine addicts were serious in Louisiana, and one did not play around when it came to providing quality coffee in the bayou.

    “Why couldn’t you be a dog? I could have handled this if you were a dog,” she muttered as she rolled her eyes toward the ceiling and hugged herself. “Especially since I’ve always been a puppy person,” she continued to babble as she shut her eyes and continued chafing her hands up and down her arms as a bizarre electrical charge seemed to ripple through the air inside the tiny bedroom.

    “Well, I think it’s safe to say that you are now very much a cat person. Or, at least this cat’s person,” a deep, sexy voice rumbled from the bed. “More specifically, you’re this panther’s person.”

    Alexa’s eyes popped open as that rich, deep voice seemed to vibrate through her being. Screaming as she spotted an extremely real — and from what she could tell (even in the darkness) was an oh, so very naked man in her bed — she quickly lunged for the nearest makeshift weapon she could find. Sadly for her, the closest missile she could find was only her television remote, and that merely bounced off her interloper’s sculpted chest.

    “Ouch!” her prowler growled, batting away the remote as she continued to screech, blindly searching for another weapon in the mostly dark bedroom. “Alexa, chère, settle down!”

    Wait a second? Why did her trespasser know her name? And why did that southern drawl sound so familiar? Making a half-turn on her not-so-steady feet, Alexa fumbled for the light switch on the wall, relieved when her searching fingers found what they were looking for. Flicking the switch, she squinted as her unfocused eyes tried to adjust when the room was suddenly flooded with bright, artificial light. Finally able to see a few seconds later, she couldn’t help emitting a small squawk as she saw the nude man lounging in the center of her bed.

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    Sarah O’Rourke is actually TWO besties who live three states apart and write at all hours of the day and night! Born and raised in the Southern United States, they are overly attached to their one-click accounts, can’t make it through the day without copious doses of caffeine, and spend way too much time on the phone with each other.

    Between them, they have four children and twenty-four years of marriage. They hate empty chocolate wrappers and writer’s block, love to talk to readers . . . and oh, by the way, they write about strong, kick-ass women and hot alpha heroes!

    Contact Sarah today . . . she loves to chat!

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  • 5th Annual Mental Health Awareness Month Book Fundraiser

    Welcome the 5th Annual Mental Health Awareness Month Book Fundraiser benefiting the Keith Milano Memorial Fund at the American Foundation for Suicide Prevention.

    For the 5th year, an amazing group of authors have generously agreed to donate a portion of their May sales for the books listed here.

    Here is how you can help raise money and awareness for mental health:

    • You can purchase a book from the amazing books listed here! We hope you will #1click4charity a number of these amazing books! Please note that although the sheet has Amazon Kindle buy links, the portion of sales is from any platform: digital and print.
    • Help Raise Awareness by sharing a photo or short video of why this cause matters to you using #ShareYourWhy via Social Media.
    • Share the image below on social media to raise awareness and to show your support.
    • Make a tax-deductible donation directly to the Keith Milano Memorial Fund at AFSP. You can do a direct donation at http://bit.ly/MilanoFund.

    Thank you in advance for your support as we work to bring mental illness out of the darkness.


    Fund Information:

    The Keith Milano Memorial Fund was established to help raise awareness about the devastating and deadly disease that is mental illness. Keith’s spirit and laughter is kept alive through our efforts to increase awareness about mental illness and to raise money for education and imperative research. Keith often struggled with society’s perception of mental illness. Our hope is that by having the strength to say that Keith was “Bipolar” we can strip away the stigma and help others to be more open about their disease.

    If you want to know more about Keith or why Denise does what she does, here is short video/interview that speaks to that! https://vimeo.com/148760740

    Be on the lookout as she will also be posting her #ShareYourWhy this month.

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    The Keith Milano Memorial Fund benefits the American Foundation for Suicide Prevention (AFSP) http://www.afsp.org/

    At the end of the event, participating authors will pay AFSP directly.

    AFSP is the only national not-for-profit organization exclusively dedicated to understanding and preventing suicide through research and education, and to reaching out to people with mood disorders and those affected by suicide.

    AFSP is a fully accredited 501(c)(3) tax-exempt organization incorporated in the state of Delaware with primary offices in New York City. Federal tax ID # is 13-3393329.

    AFSP’s Combined Federal Campaign (CFC) number is 10545.

    Donations to AFSP are tax deductible.