Friday, June 10, 2016

WIN A GIFT CARD: #Giveaway Tour: Club Revenge by @JMDabney_Author #LGBT #Fantasy

Welcome to the Book Tour for Club Revenge by J.M. Dabney. And be sure to read to the bottom for your chance to win a $25 Amazon eGift card from Sensuous Promos! 

A family forged in battle. Amora Medina-Jackyl knew one thing well—vengeance. She’d inflicted pain without mercy to those who deserved the punishment. She’d lived by one motto her entire existence-- family was to be protected above all else. An ancient cult murdered her parents and siblings when she was little more than a child. The Order of Angelus hadn’t understood the Hell they’d brought down on themselves that one brutal night. Amora was many things in her four centuries. A daughter and a sister, a mother, yet she was best known as a killer. When she finally meets her end, Amora will have hundreds, maybe thousands of lives to answer for. Her only wish is to find one moment of peace. She denies her need as much as she fights to protect it. When the one woman who can bring her serenity comes into her life: can Amora destroy century old walls to let her in? Lies and conspiracies tear at the fabric of sanity—of what’s right. Can truths come to light that change the reality of a family who’s known only the taste of revenge and loss?

Excerpt: (Adult) 

“You know the first time I caught your scent, the fear with the spice of arousal,” Her fingers circled Lark’s ankles and stroked upward, teasing the hollows behind her knees and along her outer thighs. Fingertips met the edge of cotton. “Lark, what was the rule?”

“But—I—Amora, I couldn’t just.” Lark sighed and turned away. “I can’t walk around without panties under my skirts.”

“I’ll keep cutting them off until you have none left.”

“Amora, but—” Lark heavily sighed as Amora stopped the words by hooking her fingers in the side of the offending cloth and ripped them.

“Lark, I made myself clear, I think your offense warrants punishment.” Lark’s eyes went wide at her statement and her mate shook her head.

“Pun-punishment? Amora, that is highly unnecessary and improper, I’m not a child.” Amora ran her hands over Lark’s womanly curves and groaned as she looked into Lark’s eyes. She watched Lark’s lids grow heavy. The scent of her woman’s arousal thickened the air and she jerked the fabric from Lark’s body to drop it to the floor.

“No, baby, there is nothing child-like about you, but that doesn’t excuse you disobeying. Now, you’re going to hop off the bar and come with me.” Her tone dared Lark to argue further.

Lark’s heart kicked into overdrive, need and a slight hint of fear filled Amora’s nose. Her fangs dropped and her nostrils flared as she helped her mate slip from the bar. Holding tight to Lark’s trembling fingers, she released her to take a seat on a chair in front of the stage.

“Lift your skirt and lay across my lap.”

“Amora!” She smiled as she inhaled the spice of Lark’s excitement. “You can’t mean to spank me.”

“That’s exactly what I mean to do, do as you’re told.” Patience was a hard-earned skill and she used it to await her mate’s submission. Lark wouldn’t tell her no, it was there in the increased heat of her mate’s body and the dilation of pupils that drove out the pretty blue of Lark’s eyes.

“This is most embarrassing.”

“Quit protesting, I know your pussy is already wet for me.” She lowered her voice. “Do I have to tell you again?” The petulant pout of Lark’s sexy lips pulled Amora’s nipples taut and the scent of her arousal mixed with that of her mate’s scent. 

She watched as Lark slowly shifted the pretty pale peach skirt with a predatory stare. It moved upward exposing smooth, lightly tanned calves, cute slightly dimpled knees and she bit her lips at the sight of round, soft thighs. She patted her lap as Lark breathed with quick puffs and the fabric finally bared the generous flare of hips.

“Beautiful.” The gravelly tone was thick with desire as the soft curve of Lark’s stomach came to rest on her lap. The underside of Lark’s plump breasts nudged along her left thigh. “Such a good girl. You’re perfect.” Amora fully exposed the curves of Lark’s ass as she pushed the fabric to her waist.

Her palm moved with tender caresses, smiling as Lark jumped when she neared the pretty, swollen lips of Lark’s pussy. Lifting her hand, hesitating as her mate held her breath and then the palm of her hand connected. Lark squeaked, yet she only had eyes for the sexy bounce of ample curves, she repeated the smack to one cheek and then the other, repeatedly. Amora soothed the reddening, pale skin, as Lark’s cries became moans. The strong scent of her mate’s arousal was thick.

“Did we learn our lesson?” The question slipped from her lips at the same time she cupped Lark’s soaked pussy. “Or do you need another?” She pushed her thumb into the Lark’s clenching heat. Fucking her in shallow thrusts as whimpers and hips arched showing her how much her mate wanted more.

Author Bio

By day, she's an introverted cook hiding out in her kitchen in the middle of nowhere Ohio, by night and any free time she may have, she is a writer of mainly LGBTQ Fiction and Erotica. Although. she's equal opportunity when it comes to telling a story, she'll even write a bit of straight erotic romance when the mood strikes.

She has been writing for years in old notebooks. At the age of eight, she wrote the worst poem in the history of poetry, but it sparked her love for writing. She reads too much and loves to get lost in other worlds and her favorite stories have to include laughter and having the reader doing at least one double take. Thirty-something, forever restless she uses her stories to ground herself, and find her place of peace.

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Friday, June 3, 2016

.@TinaDonahue is Muzzling the Beast #RB4U #MFRWauthor

(Book 4 – Taming the Beast Series)
by Tina Donahue


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When all hell breaks loose, playing fair isn’t an option.

Taming the Beast, Book 4

Removing memories from mortals who stumble into From Crud to Stud, a makeover service for supernatural beings, is a cinch for Constance, a voodoo priestess. Finding her own Mr. Right is another matter.

However, the latest intruder into their business stops Constance dead in her tracks. He’s tall, dark, and deliciously hot. He’s also a New Orleans police detective with questions. And answering them will bring down a plague of exposure, purges, and exorcisms.

Gabe Legrand has come to check out reports of strange activities. But the strangest thing is how Constance’s sexy curves and silky skin have him uncharacteristically panting like a rutting beast. Trouble is, every time his questions probe too deep, his memories go poof, sending him back to square one with his luscious guide.

There’s no denying their aching need crackles like an electrical storm. But Constance has a business to protect, which means keeping Gabe at arm’s length—even as all hell breaks loose.

Warning: Epic whoppers (and we’re not just talking about lies), smokin’ hot sex, frequent brain farts, and two star-crossed lovers willing to do it all again. And again. And again. Yeah, baby!


He stepped toward her. She didn’t give an inch either. They were so close, Constance saw laugh lines at the corners of his beautiful eyes, along with flecks of light brown in his irises. His fragrance surrounded her, making Constance weak, causing her to yearn.

It had been months since she’d been involved with a man, and even then they’d been mainly supernaturals she’d met here. Like mortal guys, most of them were jerks or users, taking what they wanted, leaving her heartbroken and lonely.

Gabe’s heat and big body called to everything female within Constance, especially as his expression grew distracted and then intense, revealing the same carnal hunger she felt. A minute ticked by, followed by another and another.

His breathing picked up. So did hers.

Someone slammed into the wall behind them, grunted loudly, and let out a string of curses, killing the magic.

Gabe looked past her and frowned. “What is going on here? And don’t you dare tell me regular therapy. The business license is for a behavior adjustment and grooming service, whatever that’s supposed to be.”

“We like to think of it as a finishing school for guys.” She smiled indulgently. “So many of you are rough around the edges. Wouldn’t you agree?”

He gave her a cop’s hard stare.

Constance wondered if he liked using his cuffs during bed play. If there was a God and She was female, Gabe did. “We’re simply trying to help guys suppress their uncivilized urges, just like women have always been taught to do.”

He regarded her hand resting on his forearm, her fingers stroking him. His Adam’s apple bobbed with his hard swallow. “That’s not what I’ve heard.”

She went hot, cold, and hot again, wondering what he was getting at. Surely, none of the clients had lodged a complaint with the cops, telling the authorities they were vamps, weres, reapers, or any number of other beings trying to suppress their beasts. Why would any of them expose their true natures to a mortal?

Oh hell. Constance wondered if the police department had a supernatural working undercover, egged on by the Religious Right, who saw conspiracies everywhere, even in Barbie dolls and McDonald’s Happy Meals.

Afraid to know but curious too, she murmured, “What have you heard?”

Gabe wasn’t talking. He took in the sofa and the plants and then finally turned to the cabinet.

Before he could get a good look at the photos, Constance cupped his head and turned his face to hers.
He lifted his eyebrows in obvious surprise but didn’t move away. “What are you doing?”

What she shouldn’t…wanting him. The feel of his tight curls was a major distraction, the same as his rich mouth. She sighed. “Nothing.”

Gabe didn’t argue. He blinked as she zapped his memories of why he’d come here and then looked at her questioningly.

What could she say, sorry? She really was for having played with his mind, but not for touching him.

Thankfully, he wasn’t complaining about her stroking his scalp. After a moment, he grew distracted, as he had earlier, studying her features, becoming lost in them.

She drank his in too, liking his looks, feeling oddly comfortable with him even though they didn’t know each other and never would. A pang of sorrow hit Constance hard, with longing beneath it for a good man, someone she could count on who’d make each day a pleasure.

Wasn’t gonna happen with him. They only had these moments.

“You okay?” she asked.

He stared at her eyes, then her mouth. “Shouldn’t I be?”

As far as his memories were concerned, no. When it came to her touching him, she would have liked to have heard a definite yes. “Absolutely,” she finally said, answering his question. “You’re good…more than…”

She didn’t finish as Gabe edged closer, as though he couldn’t help himself. Well, hell, she couldn’t either, finally acting on pure instinct and bringing his mouth down to hers.

Aw God. His lips were ungodly heated and super soft, his beard-roughened cheeks a wonder against her skin, so virile and welcomed. On an unsteady breath, Constance sagged into him, opening her mouth to his, inviting his tongue inside.

About Tina:

Tina is an Amazon and international bestselling novelist in erotic, paranormal, contemporary and historical romance for Kensington, Samhain Publishing, Ellora’s Cave, Siren Publishing, Booktrope, Luminosity, Decadent, and indie. Booklist, Publisher’s Weekly, Romantic Times and numerous online sites have praised her work. Three of her erotic novels (Freeing the Beast, Come and Get Your Love, and Wicked Takeover) were Readers' Choice Award winners. Another three (Adored, Lush Velvet Nights, and Deep, Dark, Delicious) were named finalists in the EPIC competition. Sensual Stranger, her erotic contemporary romance, was chosen Book of the Year at the French review site Blue Moon reviews. The Golden Nib Award at Miz Love Loves Books was created specifically for her erotic romance Lush Velvet Nights. Two of her titles (The Yearning and Deep, Dark, Delicious) received an Award of Merit in the RWA Holt Medallion competition. Take Me Away and Adored both won second place in the NEC RWA contest (different years). Tina is featured in the Novel & Short Story Writer’s Market. Before penning romances, she worked at a major Hollywood production company in Story Direction.