25 May 2017

Come Learn about Kera Faire's Dark Isle....

Hello!  Thank you so much for visiting Written Butterfly with me today!  It’s such a pleasure to chat with you.  So tell me…Raven’s dark side, Kera


Q) How did you dream up the dynamics of your characters?
I sometimes wonder to be honest. This series is a real departure for me. Darker and maybe edgier? All I knew is that these two would lock horns as soon as they really began to interact and understand a little more about each other. And they did.


Q) Is this book part of a series?  If so, can you tell us about it?
Oh I love this series, Death Isle. The background to the books is a mysterious government department which operates form Dark Island, in the middle of a loch in Scotland. Their job is to eliminate traitors, and each of the operatives has their own preferred method.


Q) Do you have any habits that get you in the writing frame of mind?
Not a one. I can and do write anywhere and everywhere. I just block out what’s going on, and away I go. One of the best places to write is on a long haul flight. Apart from people reading what I’m writing, (and accepting the odd glass of wine or two) there are no interruptions. Bliss.


Q) How much real life do you put into or influences your books?
As I’ve never killed anyone, not a lot in this series, ;) although I do know the settings well. I love setting my books in places I ‘know and love’. Other than that it’s a mixture of research, knowedge and imagination.


Q) What are your upcoming projects?
Well my Raven side has just started a new Regency romance, and my Kera side has one more book to finish in this series when the characters stop playing around and talk to me.
Then who knows? I just have to see where my muse takes me I guess. At least it means I’ll never get bored.









Blurb…

Undercover work plays havoc with any relationship, let alone when your boss is The Carpenter.
Dori Mason is good at her job—usually. However one look from her new boss is all that’s needed to turn her from a capable, in charge, woman to a complete klutz.
For his part Maddock wonders what terrible sin he must have committed in a past life to be landed with the Pa from hell. The fact that she rouses his inner Dom like no other has done before her is so not helping the issue.
He has a job to do, and that means that Dori is forbidden fruit.
A call for help from the Dark Isle, changes everything.
When their masks fall away, the gloves—and clothes— come off.
In the midst of a threat to the very existence of the Dark Isle, can Dori and Maddock find a future together?

And a wee tease…

“I want to create our pattern in wax on you, pet. May I?”
Behind the cloth she blinked. “Yes, Sir.” Her pussy clenched and her juices gathered.  Our pattern? She savored those words, they sounded perfect.
“Then let’s get you naked and onto a towel.  Let go of the rails.”
Her jumper was pulled over her head and she blinked in the candlelit room. He’d been busy. Candles dotted almost every flat surface and created an erotic and romantic space. Mason lifted her ass as Maddock tugged down her skirt and spread a linen towel under her. Then with a glint in his eyes she’d never seen before he put her hands back around the headboard. “Do I need to tie you, or will you stay like that?”
“No need to tie them, Sir.” She’d do as he asked. “Well, I’m not sure about my feet,” she added honestly. “If it hurts before it morphs into a sweet pain I might try to curl up.”
He grinned, and pulled a pair of individual ankle cuffs with ties to them out of his pocket. “Spread them, pet.” 
It was fascinating to watch how he prepared. Mason stayed as he directed and did her best to quell the silly frisson of fear that hit her. She’d never tried wax play and it was one thing she often thought about. And it was Maddock for heaven’s sake. Maddock, not any old Dom.
“Color, pet?” Maddock stood next to her, a candle in each hand.
“Green, Sir.”
“Then my love let’s play. I warn you, this will be hot.”
He wasn’t wrong. That first drop of wax on her tummy made her bite her lip, the second clench the rails so hard she’d have bruises. The sting followed by brief red-hot pain and the sense of something hard on her skin was new and at times disconcerting.
After each carefully placed drop of wax, Maddock waited until she assured him she was green. Then all of a sudden the sensation chanced from hot and sore to hot and arousing. She began to float.


Buy links…



http://amzn.to/2qNLgJ4    (.co.uk)


23 May 2017

Lynn Burke Returns with a new Book & Give-a-way!

Hello Lynn! Welcome back!

 HAPPY BOOK BIRTHDAY TO FINDING FULFILLMENT!



Q) Is this book part of a series?  If so, can you tell us about it?

Finding Fulfillment is the final installment in the Found by Fate novella series which follows after three co-workers from Nature’s Corner.

Finding Forever (Bad Boys Wanted Anthology) - Sam is an independent, jaded young woman who can’t say no to a bad boy baker.
Finding Freedom - Tessa is a sheltered, insecure adoptee who is ruled by her religious parents. Enter best friends and lovers, Trent and Brody who have a thing for full-figured redheads, and voila…Tessa just might find freedom.
Freedom Found (a free read) – One final showdown between Tessa and her parents, and she realizes both of her boys are exactly what she’s been needing all along.


Q) What gave you the inspiration for your book?

Roane Publishing did a Bad Boy Anthology which I submitted Finding Forever to. The other co-workers of Sam’s whispered in my brain until I decided to tell their stories as well.

                                            
Q) Do you have any habits that get you in the writing frame of mind?

I wish! I have a tendency to think and take notes galore, but the actual sitting down to write? Yeah. I blame the kids. LOL! Really, though, I procrastinate with things that NEED done like laundry, dishes, Facebook … oh wait. ;)


Finding Fulfillment
Found by Fate 3
Erotic Romance
Publisher: Roane Publishing
Release Date: May 22, 2017

Keywords: Erotic, Romance, BDSM, Novella, Series, Bondage

BLURB
Jade Matthews may be young, but she knows what she wants in a man--someone mature and kinky, a man who shares her deepest desires to have her pregnant and barefoot in the kitchen and submissively compliant in the bedroom.
Archer Brennan aches to unleash his dark side on the too-young grocery bagger, with her pert pony tail and glossy lips that makes him yearn for a taste. With an ex-wife and a messy divorce threatening to destroy his pursuit of happiness, he binds himself to one rule -- hands-off Jade's tight body until his divorce settlement is final.
A submissive must obey her Dom, but some rules were meant to be broken, and when one misstep threatens the dominant lawyer's life, will Jade defy Archer's hands-off decree or lose the only man capable of fulfilling all of her dreams?




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EXCERPT:


I jerked off after my late lunch, thinking I’d be more relaxed and in control once Jade arrived for my…little test. No such damn luck. Nancy rang to let me know Jade had arrived and I instantly went hard. I wanted to tell Nancy to just send her on in, but the gentleman in me wouldn’t allow such an action, hard-on or not.


Standing, I buttoned my suit coat to hide the bulge in my pants and headed for the office door. When I pulled it open, our gazes collided and my attention slid down her neck to where her pulse thrummed. Satisfaction coursed through me.

“Jade,” I smiled, knowing the lust simmering inside of me shone in my eyes. “Come on in.” I stepped back, gesturing her past me and breathing in the scent of snickerdoodles. My hand moved without thought to rest on her lower back as she walked into my office. Her breath caught, and a quick glance up into my face had me jerking my hand away.

Fuck. Can’t touch.

I cleared my throat and shut the door behind her. “You look amazing.”

Pink tinged her cheeks. “Thank you.”

“Why don’t you have a seat on the couch today?” I motioned toward the loveseat beneath my office’s lone window with its upward slanting blinds for privacy.

I sat in my office chair but swiveled to my right to face her.

Jade perched on the couch’s edge, knees together and hands folded on her lap.

I took my time drinking in the sight of her—barely there makeup, hair caressing her shoulders, naked lips, and that dress.

Goddamn, she’d never looked better. The color of her name, the dress wrapped snug around her, the cleavage of her pert breasts barely concealed by the deep V-neck. Stiff nipples, bare legs, and strappy tan heels…and if she followed my thoughts for our meeting, no panties.

My cock strained, hands shook.

Get a grip, man. You’re thirty-five years old, for Christ’s sake, not some teenage jerkoff who can’t control his shit.

“How am I supposed to keep my hands off you?” I murmured, tearing my attention from the darkness between her legs.

Her blush deepened as she shrugged.

I forced myself to settle in my chair. “Sit back, darling. Relax.”

She eased backward into the couch, but tension hitched her shoulders high.

I wanted the test I had in mind to reveal what I hoped it would, but being strung tight would hinder her response to me. “How was your week?”

“Long and boring, same as last week.” She sucked in her lower lip and released it, sending another jolt of lust straight to my cock. “I’ll admit, my nervousness over today probably made it worse.”

“What are you nervous about?”

“The meaning of your note. Your plan.” Her voice escaped as a whisper, and she swallowed. “Wondering if you’ll finally touch me beyond a mere brush of fingers.”

My hand flexed at the thought as my heart picked up pace. “More than anything, I want that exact thing.”

We stared at each other for a few long seconds, the sexual tension thick between us.

I needed to wait until Nancy left. “All in good time,” I finally said, needing to clear my throat. “For now, talk to me. Tell me about your hobbies. What you like to do for fun.”

Jade heaved a deep breath, her breasts rising and drawing my focus downward. Pebbled and begging for my teeth, her nipples pressed tight against the green material covering them.

“Talk to me, Jade,” I encouraged, returning my gaze to her face with a slight smirk which she returned.
A half hour flew by as we chatted, and the inner office ring of my phone startled me. I picked up. “Yes, Nancy?”

“If you don’t mind, I’m going to head out early for the day.”

“That’s fine. I’ll finish up with Miss Matthews here in a few minutes. Would you mind locking the front door on your way out?” I asked as always whenever she left before me.

She agreed and I hung up, turning back to Jade. Her brow furrowed, she played with the ties of her wrap dress.

“Jade.” She glanced up. “Close your eyes for me.”

She obeyed without hesitation, her brow smoothing, and my chest swelled with the trust she showed me.

“I’m going to tell you a story, and I want you to imagine it in your mind. Can you do that for me?”

Her plump lower lip disappeared inside her mouth again as she nodded.

The sound of the front door closing filtered through the blood rushing between my ears.

Time to play.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR:


Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life.


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21 May 2017

Sarah Marsh Visits with "Catching Faete"

Hello Sarah!  Thank you so much for visiting Written Butterfly with me today!  It’s such a pleasure to chat with you.  So tell me…


Q) How did you dream up the dynamics of your characters?

A: Our Beyond The Veil series was born out of a contest we did in our street team group. Maia, Elena and I thought it might be fun to have our members choose specific things about the characters, and then we would write a short story and post it for them to read. From there, the entire series just came out of nowhere, we had such fun creating this world and the characters.


Q) Is this book part of a series?  If so, can you tell us about it?

A: Yes, this is book four in the series. Though it’s a shorter Romance on the Go, this book revisits our original trio from book one. This series put Erica, Ben and Leo through the ringer a little but, so we wanted to elaborate on what their future had in store for them.


Q) Can you give a fun or interesting fact about your book?

A: Maia is from New Zealand, Elena is from New York, and I am from just outside of Vancouver, B.C.; so I suppose I drew the lucky straw in having the story take place here in Vancouver.


Q) Do you plan all your characters out before you start a story or do they develop as you write?

A: We do brainstorm about the general outline of each book, and on the characters, but other than that we kind of just go where the story takes us. At the start of each book, we pick a character each, and then rotate chapter by chapter for each point of view.


Q) What are your upcoming projects?


A: So many projects, so little time! Lol, I still work full time, so I don’t get as much writing done as I’d like, but I have six projects on the go at the moment, and probably another ten or so queued up after that. Currently I’m working on the next book in a sci fi romance series I have with Evernight. Then I have two antho projects to get done, then onto the next Coalition Mates book…as long as the muse co-operates.

Catching Faete

Beyond The Veil, Book 4

Published by Evernight Publishing
Cover Art by Jay Aheer
MFM ménage paranormal romance
Blurb:
 They say that when one door closes another shall open, but when Erica made her choice to stop a madman, she couldn’t have imagined the price that she would have to pay. The future she’d risked everything for had just changed forever.             

The existence of the Dark Fae and their Goddess comes as a shock, but the fates had one more surprise in store for Erica and her mates in the form of orphaned twin babies who steal their hearts, but these children are not like the Fae Erica is familiar with. They come with powers that she and her husbands know nothing about. Dark Fae council will watch over them to decide if they are capable of raising the twins, making Ben, Erica and Leo feel the pressure of having their every move scrutinized.
            
When the twin’s dark powers begin to emerge, will one Fae Queen and two warrior shifters have what it takes to navigate the uncertain waters of parenting? …and will the Dark Fae council decide to let them try?

Purchase Links:

Evernight: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/catching-faete-by-elena-kincaid-maia-dylan-and-sarah-marsh/

Amazon US: https://www.amzn.com/B0719JM2Z4

Amazon CA: https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B0719JM2Z4

Bookstrand: http://www.bookstrand.com/catching-faete-mfm

  Excerpt:

Erica stopped in the doorway and turned to look back at her sleeping babies. The Goddesses truly did work in mysterious ways, she thought. She might not have had the pleasure of birthing the twins, but they were hers. She knew it with everything in her. They were hers!

“Come on, love,” Ben whispered in her ear as he urged her to lean back against him. “Leave them to dream of all the mischief and grief they will cause us over the next few decades. Now that they’re asleep, let’s make the most of this time we have alone.”

Heat swirled within her, and she nodded. They had been Mommy, Poppa, and Daddy all day. Now it was time for Mommy to get her some.

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Leo had gone on ahead to the bedroom and lit all the candles they had, creating a golden glow that made Erica look radiant when she entered moments later with Ben. The smile on her face when she looked his way still made his heart skip a beat, just as it had the very first moment he’d seen her. 

He would swear that if he didn’t have a shifter’s strength, the sheer joy he’d felt since bringing the babies home and seeing Erica blossom as a mother would have made his heart explode. He couldn’t have anticipated how two small little beings could instantly repair the gaping hole that had been ripped into their souls when the Goddess Allyria had told them the price they would pay for Alefric’s demise. But here they were, starting a new journey together, albeit, this one filled with much less danger, and much more need for an endless supply of wet wipes, but certainly just as important as anything Leo had ever done in his life previous. They would love and protect these children, and they would raise them to be the kind of people who made both sides of the Veil a better place.


“You look so resolved right now, Leo. What are you thinking about?” Erica stopped in front of him to gently caress his cheek with her hand.

“Just about how lucky we are … and how lucky you’re about to get.” 

He leaned in to kiss her as he landed a quick smack to her jean covered ass that made her yelp and laugh into his mouth.

“Now we’re talking,” Ben said. He quickly shucked off his own jeans and stepped up behind Erica to unbutton her top, revealing her soft, perfect breasts. He gently pulled back her wrists, using her top as a makeshift rope to bind them behind her. 

“How do you want it tonight, baby?” Leo could tell from the quick increase in her breathing that she was in the mood for something a little edgier than “sweet” tonight. “Mmm, I think I know exactly what our naughty little mate is looking for, don’t I, baby?” 

He cocked one eyebrow at her, and her eyes grew hooded as she bit down on her lower lip, indicating that she knew exactly the type of evening he had in mind. “Ben, get on the bed, sitting with your back against the headboard. You, my love, strip off those clothes for me, now.” 

About Maia Dylan:

Maia Dylan lives, loves and works in beautiful New Zealand.  She married her best friend and they have two adorable, but stubborn children who obviously take after their father. 
Maia’s career has featured a lot of travel, and she has filled her time at airports and in the air with books, books and more books.  Her love of erotic paranormal romance has seen her amass a huge library.  She has been an avid reader and lover of ménage romances since she read her first book in this genre about three years ago.
Outside of writing, Maia loves to eat, so she loves to cook!  Her herb garden is legendary, but she still has issues getting tomatoes to grow.  She’s been a performer for years, and has even sung on international stages, she would love to own a classic Ford Mustang one day and of course have the opportunity to race it on a race track without fear of a speeding ticket.
Although ultimately her dream is to be able to write full time on a sandy beach with a Mai Tai at hand, she is quite happy to fit her writing in when she can.  As long as someone reads her books, gets a laugh and maybe come to love her characters and much as she does, then she feels that she is living her dreams no matter what!
AUTHOR LINKS            
Amazon Authors Page US: http://amazon.com/author/maiadylan
Newsletter sign up link:  http://www.maiadylan.com/#!contact/c1kcz

 

About Sarah Marsh:

Sarah Marsh was born in British Columbia where she still lives. She has only recently began her writing career, finding it the perfect outlet for taking the edge off a nine to five office job. She’s been a science fiction and romance junkie for years and when her imagination started to take the characters she’d read about even further in their adventures, she decided to try writing something of her own. 
Sarah’s also a former pastry chef and spends a lot of time cooking and baking for friends and family as well as painting and knitting. Her biggest weaknesses are animals of any kind … she even loves the ones that wake you up at four in the morning because they can almost see the bottom of their food dish. 
         When it comes to life in general, she’s a big believer that laughter is the best medicine and that there’s no such thing as too much love, which is why she’s such a sucker for a happy ending.

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About Elena Kincaid:

Elena Kincaid is an award winning author. She writes Erotic Paranormal and Contemporary MFM and MF Romances. She developed a passion for reading and writing at an early age and loves to write what she loves to read and that is usually romance with a paranormal twist. Her desk is constantly cluttered with journals, sticky notes, and torn out pieces of paper full of ideas.
She was born in Ukraine and raised in New York, where she currently lives with her daughter. She graduated college with a BFA in creative writing and In addition to writing, she also started a graphic design business a few years after graduating. When not working, Elena loves to spend time with her family, travel the globe, curl up with a good book, and catch up on her soaps.

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Lynn Burke Visits with "Third Wheel"




Third Wheel
Elite Escorts #1
By Lynn Burke
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Art Work: Jay Aheer, Simply Defined Art
Release Date: May 18, 2017
Keywords: Erotic, Romance, Contemporary, BDSM, single parent, stalking
*Warning: Multiple Partners, Anal Play, Anal Sex, Spanking
Carpenter by day, man whore extraordinaire by night, Reid Sullivan lives every man’s dream. But, Elite Escort’s hottest third wheel longs for something more than casual sex with clients. 

Jessica Lindy's testimony helped put her ex-husband behind bars, but she can't escape his vows of revenge. A jaded single mom, she guards her heart and daughter’s life against any man. 

One fateful night with Reid, the temptation for Jessica to allow another man into their lives becomes too hard to resist. But when her past collides with the present, lives--and love--will be lost unless Jessica learns how to lower her defenses. Can the professional escort convince the wary young mom that he can be a different sort of third wheel--the one she can trust?  

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Excerpt:
“Go into the bedroom and take your clothes off,” he said, stepping back, hands releasing their hold on me. “There are towels in the adjoining bathroom. Wrap one around yourself and get comfy on that big ass bed, belly down.”

Uh … oh yeah. Massage. Right.

Unable to find my voice, I nodded and tried to walk away. Damn heels near sent me sprawling on the floor.

“Here. Let me.” Reid dropped to his knees and lifted one of my feet to unbuckle the black heels Christine had insisted on.

I grabbed hold of his shoulder to keep from falling over, my gaze locked on the dark head inches away from my throbbing clit. Thoughts of him lifting my dress’s hem with his teeth brought a moan to my throat, but I bit down on the inside of my lip to keep from letting it out.

His large hand slid up my calf and back down before making short work of the clasp. My foot slid free, and he ran his hand up my other leg, catching my breath.

Get a grip, Jessica. The barest touch on my skin—hotter than any sex I could remember. My body craved more. One little lick, one little pinch on my clit, and I’d be screaming my release for the world to hear.

“Go on,” Reid said, standing and stepping back, my heels dangling from his hand.

With another thoughtless, dumb nod, I managed to make my feet move. I eyed the massive bed while making my way across the bedroom to the open bathroom door. Images of Reid’s ass clenching with each thrust into my writhing body beneath his flashed across my mind.

“G-good God,” I whispered.

Hands shaking, I all but ripped off my tight dress and restricting bra, but paused to consider my panties. A full body massage…

Another few seconds of indecision and I slid the soaked bit of silk down my legs. Just in case he wanted to knead my ass cheeks. And, nothing more than that, I told myself while wrapping a white fluffy towel around me. A peek into the bedroom revealed it empty, so I scooted to the bed, pulled back the comforter and top sheet, and lay face down a little ways from the edge, eyes clenched shut, pulse pounding through every cell of my body.

Closer than a hair to hyperventilation, I focused on slowing my breathing. Relaxed my muscles as soft instrumental music floated through the closed door.

“Jessica?” Reid’s low voice raised what little hair I had on my body. “Can I come in?”

I squeaked a reply but had to clear my throat and try again. “Yes.”

Yes. Please come … I mean, come in. Touch me. Make me come.

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About Lynn Burke

Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life.
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