Halloween Give-a-way...Release day for Unbroken (Forgotten Rebels MC)

Way back in the stone ages (AKA: my twenties), my then-husband wanted a Harley.  He began growing a goatee and quizzing me on the differences between a Panhead, a Shovelhead, and an Evolution.  We bought a Harley Sportster and painted it cherry red.  I wore a helmet and jacket with red flames and he made the unfortunate mistake of wearing a head bandana with tomatoes on it.  Guess what his riding name became?

We had a local hillbilly bar that served free lunch on Sunday.  I’m talking corn beef and sauerkraut, fried chicken, or beef stew.  It was a weekly tradition with us and our little riding community.  One Sunday, as we’re sitting around enjoying free food and pitchers of beer, in walks a group of tatted up men and women, wearing denim vests.  My husband and his friends froze, leaned over to us and told us to get up and get the hell out of the bar. Quickly.

The Pagans had just walked in. 

I didn’t know the Pagans from Adam and only later did I learn they were an outlaw biker gang, as notorious as the Hells Angels.  And little did I suspect that I would draw upon that experience as I decided to write motorcycle club romance.

Where did the inspiration for Unbroken come from?

I loved the television show Stalkers, which unfortunately lasted only one season.  It always made me think about these stories you would hear in the news that always seemed like they were too unbelievable to be true, but somehow they really were, which is what made them terrifying.  I wondered what lengths I would do to stay safe from someone threatening, and thus, Piper was born.

Tell us something about the novel that doesn’t appear on the blurb or the excerpt.

The original name for this series was going to be Stalkers, because I wanted to create my own version of the show.  But after talking it over with my editor, we switched it to Forgotten Rebels MC, because I do plan for other stories in this world.   The next book will feature Wick and Abbott’s story.

Please share an excerpt from your book that totally spoke to you when you put the words down on paper.

“Piper stared up at the tall walls, a virtual fortress behind concrete and barbed wire.  A small sign declaring the building was property of the Forgotten Rebels Motorcycle Club let her know she was at the right place.  She wasn’t sure if the people inside thought the zombie apocalypse was going to happen, but if she could get behind the fortification she knew she’d be safe.”

…I think all of us, at one time or another, wants to feel safe. For Piper, her safe house is actually the club’s house, behind fortified walls that would keep out any and all bad guys. 

What is the signature song for Unbroken?

“Unbroken” by Demi Lovato.  The lyrics really defined who Piper was. 

Locked up tight
Like I would never feel again
Stuck in some kind of love prison
And threw away the key, oh, oh
Terrified until I stared into your eyes
Made me start to realize
The possibilities

No need for me to run, run, run
You're making me believe in everything
No need to go and hide, hide, hide
Gonna give you every little piece of me

I'm gonna love you like I've never been broken
I'm gonna love you like I've never been broken

Excerpt:

The afternoon flew by and she knew the men in the church had to be getting hungry, so she went into the kitchen and began organizing food into sandwiches.  It was something she’d done a hundred times before.  After the platter was finished, she sent a quick text to Wick.  He replied almost immediately that it was okay for her to enter with the food.

            Picking up the platter, she carried it to the church door and one of the men let her in.  Wick smiled his appreciation when he saw the pile of food she’d made.  She quickly set it down and made a beeline for the door, knowing to get out as soon as possible.

            “Wait,” came a deep voice.  “I thought I met all the club girls.”

Piper halted and glanced over to the opposite end of the table.  Her gaze met a pair of eyes so green it made her think of emeralds.  They were framed with the type of dark lashes that women would kill to have.  His black hair flopped a little over his forehead and scruff outlined a strong jaw.   Next to his left eye was a small tattoo, a black diamond.  The man was big, muscular, and he stared at her like he wanted to devour her.  Butterflies swarmed through her belly and her mouth went dry.  She tried to wet her lips with her tongue but didn’t have enough saliva to do the job. 

“She’s not club pussy, Kix,” Wick said evenly. 

Kix flicked his gaze toward her brother.  “Is she your old lady?”

Wick shook his head.  “My sister.”

Kix visibly relaxed.  “I see.”  He looked at her once more.  “What’s your name?”

“I’m Sissy,” Piper said.  “I take care of the house.”

“Sissy,” he repeated, then frowned.  “That name doesn’t seem to suit you.”

She cleared her throat.  “It’s what I’m called.”

“And we’re all called something, aren’t we, sweetheart?”     

The men of The White Death chuckled and Sissy pulled her gaze away from Kix to look at the newcomers.  Parky had been correct.  Each man was gorgeous, a far cry from the current Rebels stock.  The Brothers might be family, but some of them had a face only a mother could love.

“Whose old lady are you?” Kix asked.

She lifted her chin.  “I’m no one’s old lady.”

He gave a wicked little grin.  “Good,” he murmured. 

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Welcome Ravenna Tate & her new release The Weathermen 4!

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Reporter Julianne Wallis hasn’t stopped thinking about Kane Bannerman since she seduced him to get a story five years ago. Now she’s back for a second story, but this time she wants more than sex from Kane. She wants the secret he is hiding.

Kane is part of a group of friends financing the efforts to put a stop to The Madeline Project. The program now has a mind of its own, thanks to a virus called Tommy Twister. These men have power, resources, and money, but they’re as ruthless and possessive as the storms ravaging Earth.

They call themselves the Weathermen…

ADULT EXCERPT
Kane teased her pussy lips with feathery touches from both his fingers and his tongue until she was out of her mind with need. She writhed on the bed and whimpered, but he didn’t do so much as spread her pussy lips or touch her clit. She couldn’t take it any longer. “Please, Kane. Please!”

He lifted his head and grinned, and she let out a cry of frustration. “Please, what? Tell me what you want, Julianne.”

“Oh my God, seriously? Fuck me. Lick me. Suck me. Shove your fingers inside me. Anything!” 

“What will you give me in return?”

“What?” She was hallucinating. That was the only logical explanation. Was the man even human?

“I asked what you’ll give me in return. I’ve given you two stories, and you’re naked with your wrists tied together. What do I get out of this?”

“A naked woman tied up in your bed.”

He shook his head. “Not good enough. If I do what you want, what will you do for me?”

She narrowed her eyes as shivers ran up and down her spine. Decadent images raced through her mind. Exactly how kinky was Kane Bannerman? “What do you want?”

He brushed a hand up one thigh and down the other, and Julianne couldn’t stop the moan in time. The smug grin he gave her should have angered her, but all it did was fuel her excitement. “Are you sure you want to know?”

“Yes!” He was torturing her with the mere promise of sex.

Kane flipped her onto her stomach before she could do more than let out a breath. He caressed her ass cheeks, and then he smacked each one, hard. “This is what I want. You, over my knee, taking a good, old-fashioned spanking because you are such a damn brat, Julianne. When my hand gets tired, I have a paddle to use on your lovely round ass.”

He covered her body with his and turned her face sideways toward his. She had to struggle to take a full breath because she was so aroused she could barely think. His beautiful eyes blazed with desire. “After I spank you and paddle you hard enough to thoroughly punish you for what you’ve done to me, I will fuck you. I will fuck you hard and rough. I will fuck your pussy, your delectable mouth, and your very pretty ass.”

Kane kissed her, shoving his tongue into her mouth, but just as quickly released it, leaving her wanting so much more. “That’s what I want. Your move, gorgeous.”

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Micah John drifts through life relying on his ability to count cards in the seedy underbelly of Las Vegas.  One bad turn has him owing a hundred thousand to an unscrupulous loan shark, with only a week to come up with the cash.  He doesn’t have time for much of anything, except working and worrying. 

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As mistrust and fear drain away, Micah John and Etta find a love that outshines the bad and the ugly.  But will they be given the chance to hold onto a happy ever after, or will the lightning strike again?

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Suffragettes: The Real Heroes for Women

Mostly on my blog I feature books.  New releases, cover reveals, interviews…I try to host everything there is about writing and make no references of a political or religious nature. But there is one thing that is dear to my heart, and that is women’s rights.  

Let me clarify one thing...I'm not a feminist. Far from it. But it makes me so angry when I see men trying to take away certain aspects of women's rights, or even women letting men rule their decisions without a clear thought of what it means to them. Honestly, if a man told you that you're not smart enough to vote, or understand the issues being debated on, or you aren't capable of handling money…that your only hope in life is to marry well…or that you need to be nothing but a baby maker...would you agree with him?  No, of course not. That's stupid.

There is a movie coming out called “Suffragette”, staring Meryl Streep, Helena Bonham Carter, and Carey Mulligan.  And it’s about fucking time to remind this generation what our Foremothers did for us.  What they sacrificed and suffered to give us everything so we, their descendants, could have freedoms they only dreamed about.  I wonder how many women know what the word Suffragette means?

For those who haven't read the history of our Foremothers, the march for women's rights is a fascinating piece of history we should not forget.  It wasn't just this nation but in many of the democratic "civilized" places in the world.  It's sad that women suppression still happens in our world today.  

So in the United States, women began fighting for their right to vote in the 1800s.  Susan B. Anthony was even arrested for voting in the presidential election of 1872.  Back in 1919 the word Suffragette meant a movement, a firestorm. Who else knows their history, and the fact that women didn't get the right to vote until the 19th Amendment was ratified in 1920? That's LESS than 100 years ago! The car is older than our right to vote.

                                                             (Suffragettes)

Suffragettes marched, were bullied, thrown in jail, abused, and scorned by many...some by other women, mostly by men.  You see, a woman’s place was behind her husband.  She had no rights.  She was a daughter, a wife, or labeled a spinster.

But that's what Suffragettes were fighting for. A world were women were considered equal. Pictures are worth a thousand words.  

                                            (I find the second woman's sign very ironic)

Nothing burns me up more than a man's belief that he has any say so over what it means to be a woman.  The issue is as pressing today as it was almost a hundred years ago.  We've come so far but clearly, there are still mountains to climb.  I wonder if I would have had the courage to march for my rights, like the women in these photos.  I hope that I would.  We must never forget what they sacrificed for women in this country.  For us to burn our bras, to take a stand.  To be the breadwinner, or at least have the choice to be the breadwinner.  It is a privilege to vote, so take advantage of the fact that we have that liberty thanks to our Foremothers.

Joanna Blake's new release BANG!

  Release Blitz Title: BANG Author: Joanna Blake Genre: Contemporary Romance Cover: Rebel Edit & Design https://www.facebook.com/rebeleditdesign?fref=ts Photo: Furious Fotog https://www.facebook.com/FuriousFotog?fref=ts Model: Shawn Dawson www.facebook.com/ShawnDawsonMuscle Release Date: September 21, 2015

MEAT. MANWHORE. PORN STAR.

I have sex on camera for a living. I don't need to feel anything to perform. In fact, I like it better that way. That's until I meet her. She makes me want things I shouldn't. Like her.

My name is Trent but in the business I go by Rez. I work hard, play hard and party hard. That's until a crash takes me out of rotation. I broke all of my bones -- all, that is, except the one that counts. Too bad I'm too messed up to use it.

Now I'm laid up in a hospital bed, unable to do more than scratch my ass. That wouldn't be so bad, but the nurse in charge of my recovery is hell on wheels. Bossy, prudish and rough with her sponge baths. Not to mention drop dead gorgeous. Worse yet, she seems totally immune to my charms.

I love getting a rise out of her. And for some reason, she always gets a rise out of me.

She thinks she is better than a manwhore like me. She might be right. But I'm not giving up until I take the prissy know it all on the ride of her life- on me. I can't wait to see the look on her face when

I've blown her mind six or seven times in one night.

Trouble is, I've gotten in deeper than I meant to. And I don't know if I ever want out.

BANG is a standalone novel with no cheating and a guaranteed HEA!  

    Amazon: http://amzn.to/1L1QyXl   Add BANG on Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/26555556-bang     Book trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bhzHo0iVXFc&list=PLttSrCV6axhln0McQelOZ2CzEIWktowtt                     She knew. She didn’t even have to say a word. I just knew. Her eyes had changed. She looked wounded. Cold. Indifferent. She was beautiful of course, but more fragile somehow. She looked like she’d been crying. And she wouldn’t make eye contact with me. For a moment I felt defeat. She wasn’t going to come around. Fuck that. She owed me dinner. And dessert. And I meant to have it. “I’m getting out soon.” She nodded. “That’s good.” “You owe me dinner.” She sighed, standing perfectly still for a moment. Then she went back to what she was doing. “No I don’t.” “Are you welching?” She looked at me finally. Her eyes were worse than I’d thought. She looked betrayed. She looked humiliated. My heart leapt in my chest. I’d never meant to hurt the girl. I just wanted to make her feel good. I wanted to make us both feel good. And I knew it would be different with this girl. Off the charts. Special. “Lexi…” “I’m sure you had a good laugh at my expense. But that’s done now. Please, Mr. Davis, allow me to do my job.” Mr. Davis. Ouch. That hurt. I grabbed her hand. I could feel the electricity jump between us. She looked at me, her eyes cold and shuttered. “Lexi… I wasn’t laughing. I like you.” She pulled her hand loose. “I’m sorry Mr. Davis, I’m not interested.” “Like hell you aren’t!” She started to leave and I was up in an instant. I locked the door, pressing her against it. I used my other hand to close the blinds. Her eyes were wide with surprise. And something else. Arousal. My mouth crashed down on hers. She didn’t move. Not to get away. Not to kiss me back. And then she melted. I knew in that moment I had her. She was mine. “I want you Lexi…” “Not here.” “Hell yes here.” She moaned as my fingers slid over her uniform. I wasted no time going for her most sensitive spots. I was already learning her. Knowing her. Her neck. The sides of her breasts. The high arch of her hip. And lower. I ground my cock into her as my tongue dove in and out of her mouth. My hips were circling, faster and faster. I knew that if I didn’t stop, I was going to cum. But not before I made her cum. “Lay on the bed.” “Trent…” I stared at her. “I- oh…” She moaned as my fingers found her cleft. I kept talking as I toyed with her, carefully using all my skills to keep her aroused. To keep her from over thinking this. “We can do this standing up. Or we can do this laying down. It’s up to you pet.” “Sta-standing up.” I grinned at her. “Be careful what you wish for Lexi.”               Joanna Blake loves good old fashioned romance, men who open doors and work with their hands. Hot Blooded Heroes is a series of sizzling stories about True Blue American men and the women who love them. She's thrilled to be collaborating with Pincushion Press on her new series! Come along for the ride! XoX, Joanna http://www.amazon.com/Joanna-Blake/e/B00KLR25UA/ https://www.facebook.com/pages/Joanna-Blake/682610571843087?fref=ts https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/8280814.Joanna_Blake https://twitter.com/JBromancenovels http://jbromancenovels.tumblr.com/ https://tinyletter.com/JoannaBlake   OTHER BOOKS by JOANNA: GRIND: http://amzn.to/1KpofLX PLAYER: http://amzn.to/1LDXl7r BRO': http://amzn.to/1G4bzuJ A Bad Boy For Summer: http://amzn.to/1QfU9Da Ride With Me: ​http://amzn.to/1e4hKpH Slay Me (ROCK GODS): http://amzn.to/1B3FAMm Dare Me (ROCK GODS): http://amzn.to/1FTqbdg Cover Me (ROCK GODS): http://amzn.to/1I7qHWr Wanted By The Devil (DEVIL'S RIDERS): http://amzn.to/1B68bkl Still Waters (DEVIL'S RIDERS): http://amzn.to/1I7qwug Safe In His Arms (DEVIL'S RIDERS): http://amzn.to/1QrZ58n The Rock Star Next Door (Joanna Blake Singles): http://amzn.to/1B68mvT The Biker Next Door (Joanna Blake Singles): http://amzn.to/1QrZjfv  

COVER REVEAL The Push by Sara V. Zook

  Cover Reveal Title: the Push Author: Sara V. Zook Genre: Contemporary Romance Release Date: September 25, 2015  
An accident. A coma. Another woman stealing her husband’s heart.

Livvy Thorne has been through hell. She’s just gotten Darin back, and with Violet now out of the picture, she can focus on her marriage and the anticipated arrival of their newborn son. Having a family, that’s not too much to ask for, is it?

A heart attack. A hospital. More pain.

Another man is about to step into Livvy’s life to help her through the torments she’s experiencing. Will she lean on him and forget everything she’s worked so hard to get back? Sometimes our destiny is to be happy, uplifted, and content. Other times our destiny stabs us in the back, laughs at our suffering, and pushes us down.
     

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Having two women wanting you at the same time … isn’t that every man’s fantasy? Wrong.

It’s a nightmare, at least for Darin Thorne. The doctors had assured him his wife was going to die, sooner or later, so he’d moved on with someone else. Then he’d gotten the last call he’d expected to ever get—his wife was back from the dead. She’s coming home from the hospital and needs a place to stay. Darin is forced to invite her to come home with him.

Two women living under the same roof, one his wife, the other his fiancé. Could this ever work? Darin feels a storm brewing in his life. He can’t possibly live like this much longer. The question still stands … which woman will he choose?

   Sara V. Zook pursued her dream of becoming a writer and after earning her bachelor's degree, sat down to create her first novel in which Strange in Skin was completed in three short months. She's the author of the Strange in Skin Trilogy, Clipped, A Magic Within, Evanescent, Reminiscence, her mobster release, Six Guns, A Chaos Within, and her first contemporary romance, The Pull. She resides in Pennsylvania, where she was born and raised, with her husband and three small children.
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Doris O'Connor Visits with her New Shifter Novel!

Thanks so much for having me on your blog today with my newest release, Claimed by her Bears.

Based loosely on Goldilocks and the three bears, which happens to be one of my favourite Fairytales, and originally published as Goldie and her Bears, this story is really quite special to me. It started my love affair with bear shifters, and it was my first ménage.

I wrote the original version in a mad typing frenzy over one weekend, when those bears just wouldn’t let me rest, and you know, every bear shifter I have written since, has been the same. There is something about bears. They tend to be my raunchiest, most demanding heroes, and these three, are something else entirely. If you’ve read the original story, you know these bears are very, very naughty, but you know, they are even naughtier in this version. I’ve learnt a lot about writing sex since those early days, and delving into everyone’s point of view in this new and extended version has added another level of hotness. An extra 30K of hotness to be precise.

*winks*

I had great fun writing these bears, so get ready for some yummy bear shifting kinky shenanigans. J

Blurb:

Take one very human girl. Add three bear shifters and one BDSM club. Shake well…

When Goldie Lockwood tumbles into the arms of the new CEO, she falls head over heels in lust with the enigmatic Dom. Interested in the lifestyle she might be, but Jason Stanhope seems way out of her league.

Jason’s bear wants nothing more than to bend Goldie over his desk and claim her right there, but that wouldn’t be appropriate. This bear shifter comes as a package deal—three for the prize of one. As the oldest of triplets, his mate will also have to submit to his brother and sister.

While Goldie responds beautifully to his training, will a weekend at the club be one step too far, or can she be the sweet sub the siblings need?

Revealing their bears might very well make Goldilocks live up to her name.

Excerpt:

He had originally planned to spank her insolent ass, and then fuck her over his desk, but when she hadn’t appeared, his mood had darkened. For one soul wrenchingly disappointing second he’d thought she’d run out on him, and then his bear had picked up the scent of aroused woman. He’d tracked her down to the ladies’, and just when he thought he’d have to break the door in, she had appeared, and a new plan had taken hold.

Her untutored responses to him had made the Dom in him roar, and his bear had positively strutted at them. Fucking her now was out of the question. His volatile animal was too close to the surface, and he would not be able to resist biting her. No, it was far safer for everyone involved to consummate their relationship at the safety of the club, where his bear would be easier to control in the company of Jacob and Cat.

Besides, they had to establish the ground rules, and his little Goldilocks had some homework to do, starting right now.

He spread his legs and raised an eyebrow at her when she just stood there, staring at him open mouthed.

“I’m waiting, girl. If you can’t follow a simple instruction then this ain't gonna work out between us.”

She gasped at that, and grinning he reached out and shut her mouth with his index finger under her chin. A shudder went through her when he rubbed the pad of his thumb over her kiss swollen lips, and she pouted when he withdrew again.

“Can’t you just spank me or something, and get that punishment over with, please, Sir?”

Jason threw his head back and laughed, and her pout deepened, but when he shook his head, she gave an exaggerated sigh, and slowly inched the hemline of her skirt up.

It was his turn to groan when her pretty pink pussy lips came into view. Delightfully bare, they glistened in her dew, and his bear huffed his need for a taste of the nectar between her legs.

Jason had to clear his throat to get his voice to work, and the little minx grinned at him.

“Spread your legs, girl. Give your Sir a good view.”

With a groan to match his, Goldie complied, and Jason had to rub his aching shaft through his trousers to gain some relief, as her outer lips opened to reveal the bounty therein. Her inner lips darkened in color the longer he stared at them, as the blood rushed to that area. Her engorged clit stood proudly out its hood, almost daring him to devour it with his teeth, and her pussy hole clenched and released, causing more of her juices to trickle out of it and down the inside of her thighs.

“Now, that is a pretty sight, my girl. I bet you want to come pretty badly right now, don’t you.”

“Ye-es.”

He smirked at her strangled answer, and taking his phone out of his pocket got to his knees to take some candid close up shots of his girl’s cunt. Both Jacob and Cat would sure appreciate those, not to mention he would, while he imagined himself balls deep inside that pretty flesh.

“What are you doing, Sir?” Her voice wobbled, but she didn’t close her legs either, and pride surged in him. Maybe this would work out after all. Not claiming her as his was already too painful to contemplate. All three of them would just have to work really hard to make her fall in love with them so that the small matter of them shifting into grizzlies wouldn’t freak her out too much.

He had a sudden vision of her running away screaming from the club when she found out about them like her namesake in the popular fairytale. He shook his head to free it of those disturbing thoughts, and getting back to his feet showed her the last picture he’d just taken.

“Just taking a picture of what’s mine, girl.”

Goldie glanced at the screen briefly and blushed crimson.

“No need to be ashamed, Goldilocks. You have the prettiest little cunt I've ever seen, and I can't wait to claim it.”

The hopeful look she threw his way made him laugh, and he shook his head.

“Not today though.” He pulled the hemline of her pencil skirt down and tapped her nose.

“You can close your legs now, but remember what I said. No making yourself come, and no panties. I’ll be checking to make sure you follow that rule, and if you don’t…” He grinned at her sharp intake of breath when he swatted her ass twice.

“You won't be able to sit that pretty behind of yours down for a week, got it?”

 “Yes, Sir,” she whispered, and he brushed his lips over hers, drinking in the scent of his woman.

“You have some homework to do first, and when I think you’re ready, we’ll be taking that step at the club.”

Her eyes widened anew at that proclamation.

“The club?” she asked. “Not the one all the staff is dying to find out about?”

Jason tapped her nose again and stepping away, pulled out the list of websites he’d printed off for her earlier out his trouser pocket.

“The very same, baby, only, you’re looking at the new owner. Well one of them. My sister and brother own a third each.”

“There’s more of you?” Her voice rose in her astonishment, and he knew now was the perfect time to test the waters.

“Yes, we’re triplets, and…” He let his words trail off waiting for her reaction, and she didn’t disappoint.

“Triplets? I guess that makes you really close, right?” she asked, and when he just shrugged his shoulders, she wrapped her arms around herself.

“Is there a reason you’re telling me this now?” she asked, and he nodded.

“Let’s just say, we like to share—everything.”

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Doris is a writer of sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get.  From contemporary to paranormal, Sci-fi, BDSM, F/F, M/M, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.

Happily married for the last twenty-five years, she lives with her husband and their brood of nine in a far too small house filled with love, laughter, and chaos.

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