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Spring Fling Mega Gift Card Giveaway!

We’re Treating Readers to a Spring Fling
Enter for the chance to win $1250 in Amazon Gift Cards!

Mega Gift Card Giveaway April 2-24
and Facebook Hop April 21-24

(Sponsored by the 77 authors listed below)

Constance Phillips • Debbie White • Tamara Lush • Nancy Segovia • Helen Smith • Stella Marie Alden • Alyson Hale • Shirley Hailstock • Dena Garson • Ava Bradley • Tamara Ferguson • Lynda Haviland • Eva Chase • Ashlee Price • Allyson R Abbott • Phoebe Rose • Ysa Arcangel • Tee Garner • Jennifer Allis Provost • Rachel Woods • Amelia James • Jacqueline Diamond • Marsha A. Moore • Siera London • Emily Leigh • Aileen Harkwood • Jenna Barwin • Tara Lain • Christa Paige • Cynthia A Clement • Marie Booth • Hope Welsh • Sarah Fischer • Marie Johnston • Anne Renwick • Brea Viragh • Gayle Parness • Trish McCallan • Aubrey Wynne • JD Monroe • Sharon Kay • Elizabeth Rose • H. D. Thomson • Amy Brent • Caitlyn Blue • Margo Bond Collins • Bokerah Brumley • Felicia Beasley • Amy L Gale • Olivia Wildenstein • Tracie E. Christian • Patricia M Jackson • Kristy Tate • Astrid Arditi • Lisa Mondello • Cassie Alexander • Lori L. Robinett • Amanda Uhl • Melissa Belle • Josie Riviera • Layla Messner • Bree Dahlia • Cherie Claire • Barbara Barrett • Ami Blackwelder • Lizbeth Selvig • Cailin Briste • Mia Ford • Bambi Lynn • Roxanne Snopek • Stacy Gold • Alex Gordon • Kristine Smith • Marianna Baker • Greta Boris • Oliver Chase • Allison Gatta

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Be sure to also join us for our Facebook Hop April 21-24, when we will have 77 gift cards for you to enter to win. That’s a gift card at every stop! Plus a bonus giveaway for the winner’s choice of an Amazon Echo Dot or Kindle Fire.

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Huge Giveaway, Small Sale

And by small, I mean the 99 cent price is small.

For a limited time, get the first book in my Ryder Boys series for only 99 cents! Wildfire Hurricane is available now. No Relationship Required – A Ryder Boys Novel, Book 2 is coming soon.

MORE THAN $1,500 IN PRIZES UP FOR GRABS!

That’s right! You can win eReaders, books, gift certificates and more. And this is basically the most fun giveaway EVER, because to enter you take a fun quiz! Head on over to our website and give it a whirl. Good luck to all, and happy, happy new year!

ENTER TO WIN HERE > www.litring.com/giveaways

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Enter the Geek Love Fest version 7.27 #giveaway!

Destined for Genius, my new trashy romantic comedy, releases two week from today, so I’m celebrating with a giveaway.

I love this book, and if you have any Star Wars or Ghostbusters dork in you, I think you’ll enjoy it too.

Come to the geek side and enter here: a Rafflecopter giveaway

Destined for Genius

Kurt Langston spent one night of hot, decadent sex with the love of his life. But she chose someone else. He’s sworn off relationships for good, preferring the company of online friends he’s never met, his only connections made through the internet. So when Destiny falls into his arms—literally—he lets her go. Love has no place in his life plan.

Destiny D’argo has no plans. No goal, no future aspirations. Just wing it. Her graphic design business pays the bills—barely—and her part-time waitress job fulfills her minimal need for personal interaction. She has no use for schedules or commitments, especially to a guy who happened to make a lucky catch. So why can’t she stop thinking about Kurt?

Their paths intersect again and again, and they can’t keep their hands off each other. Neither one of them wants this, but fate doesn’t seem to care. Can a free-spirited artist make a real connection with a structured computer genius? Or are they doomed from the start?

 Coming July 27, 2015!

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#NewRelease – The Delicate Matter of Lady Blayne by Natasha Blackthorne

I read Grey’s Lady by Natasha Blackthorne and now I’m hooked on her books. I’ve always loved historical trashy romance, and these books are loaded with steam. Yay! I love that her heroines struggle with their sexuality, something that’s accurate for the time period, and unfortunately, still relevant for today. Her newest release, The Delicate Matter of Lady Blayne, is available now and I scored a trashy excerpt. She’s having a giveaway on Facebook too. You’ll find all the details below.

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Catriona, Lady Blayne is recovering from a most delicate situation. Driven to the brink of madness by love for her late husband, a young man too ill to meet the demands of the marriage bed, she teeters on the brink of scandal. Now she must face the carnal temptation personified by her husband’s cousin and heir, James, the new Lord Blayne.

His sensual appeal, contrasted with his iron will and stern self-mastery fascinates her. She can’t help but ask: what if sensual indulgence is the only way out of her darkness? However, she is not free to explore the idea. There are those who seek to control the young widow, keeping her imprisoned through emotional manipulation and physical coercion. With her growing restlessness, the very people she loves and trusts the most are becoming an increasing danger to her sanity and safety.

James is determined to protect Catriona—but he will not soften to her again. She rejected him once and James can’t risk losing his heart a second time. As heir to the Blayne baronetcy, he must marry a woman socially and politically appropriate. Such a scandalously self-indulgent lady as Catriona won’t do. Yet the pretty girl he once knew has grown into a beautiful, curvaceous woman that is every man’s dream.

Especially his.

Now available on Amazon

Click here to join the party and check out the pinned post for information on how to enter to win a $10 Gift Card.

Excerpt: Erotic Historical Romance: 18+ adults only.

She had escaped her captors. Those who watched her.

Now Sunny stood by James’ bed, listening to the distant chime of the clock in the vestibule.

One single chime.

Soft snores issued from between his parted, sensual lips. Despite the late hour, he still wore a shirt and trousers. His collar lay open.

She picked up the hem of her nightdress and pulled it up, over her head, then tossed it aside. Cool air made gooseflesh erupt all over her. Tightened her nipples. She shivered then noticed a bottle on the night table. She picked it up and sniffed it. Whisky.

She hated whisky. But her mouth and throat were so hellishly dry. She put the bottle to her lips and took a tentative swig, coughing and sputtering then shuddering as the burn of liquor spread through her. The fire was thrilling. Stimulating. Forbidden to her. She took another drink. And another. When the bottle was drained, she replaced it on the night table. The bottle teetered and she caught it. The chamber seemed to tilt and turn.

She closed her eyes and licked her lips, waiting for the giddiness to ease. But it wasn’t passing too quickly, so she sat on his bed. Though the bed rocked, he made no sign that he’d noticed.

She considered the way he lay in the bed, as though he had flung himself there. She frowned. What cause had he to drink himself to sleep? Was he troubled by something?

What could possibly affect a Rock of Gibraltar that much?

He groaned softly in his sleep.

She smoothed the hair off his forehead, lingering a moment over the surprisingly silky texture of the inky black strands.

She slid her hand down the crisp linen shirt, down to the bare, hard flatness of his abdomen.

Once again, James moaned in his sleep. Sunny lay beside him and leaned close to his face. He snored softly between slightly parted lips and the scent of whisky and musky male sweat overwhelmed her.

She placed her mouth on his. His lips were soft yet firm. She pressed her lips to his more passionately. The lack of response sent a wave of frustration through her. She slid her hand down the cool linen of his shirt, down to where the shirt ended. The warmth of his flesh, the hardness of his muscled stomach, the line of coarse hair, it all set her pulses pounding.

She slid her hand further down, down, down, edging beneath the waistband of his trousers, searching until her fingers met the coarser, prickling hair and then the smooth warmth of his cock.

She caught her breath.

His erection swelled against her hand, making things very confined beneath his fall.

He groaned.

She did her best to stroke him in the limited space.

He groaned louder, harsher, rolling towards her. He grasped her hair, and the brush of his fingers sent tingling chills down the back of her neck. His hold tightened and he held her head in his grip.

Dull pain spread over her scalp and gooseflesh erupted along her nape, down her back. The sensation made her nipples harden and ache. She arched her back, pressing against his chest. The crisp linen of his shirt abraded her tight peaks. He pressed his lips to hers more firmly, definitely changing the balance of power between them.

She was no longer kissing him; he was kissing her.

Intense, delicious pressure.

He slid his hands down her back.

His touch sent waves of shivering pleasure through her. She writhed and the crisp linen of his shirt stimulated her nipples, sending sparks of fire shooting down deep into her belly. He slid his hands down to cup her buttocks, holding her writhing body still. Pressing her to his erection.

He was huge and so hard.

“Wench,” he muttered.

Did he think she was a tavern wench? Is that what pleased him?

He thrust his hips, grinding his throbbing heat against her aching nub. She was growing wetter and wetter, dampening the skin between her thighs.

He kissed her more intensely, the taste of whisky and carnal fire on his tongue as he stroked it against hers, sweeps of wet, sensual velvet. The stubble on his cheek scraped hers. She thrust her tongue back against his. He gripped her hair harder and deepened the kiss, in his ardor sucking away her breath.

She put her hands to his chest and pushed.

He lifted his mouth.

“James…,” she said breathlessly. Inside she was tingling, her blood thrumming. She gulped for air, still tasting the exquisite, fiery elixir of his kiss and wanting more. His whole body went stiff.

“Sunny?” His voice rang with disbelief.

He pulled away.

“No, no…” She grasped his shoulders and tugged with all her might to bring him back.

He propelled her from his body and spun her to face away from him so fast that her stomach lurched and the chamber seemed to spin. She gasped, trying to catch her breath, to regain her bearings. His cock pressed against the softness of her buttocks, rock hard and pulsing heat. She arched backwards, pressing herself against that glorious erection.

He shoved her further away from him…

His hands were like bands of iron, holding her wrists.

She tried to turn in his arms but he held her fast.

“Hold…still.” His words came between heavy pants.

She struggled all the harder but, truth told, she relished in his restraint.

It made her feel safe.

Odd, the restraints Dr. Meeker used when administering treatments never made her feel safe. They were a torment to her.

Confusion made her feel dizzy once more, and dry-mouthed fear tingled to life within her. The urge to flee sent her into an erratic beat and she wrenched her arms, trying now with desperation to free herself. She kicked backwards and shrieked a curse at him.

He seemed to freeze for a moment. Had she shocked him?

She kicked and pulled harder. One of her wrists came free, her arm flying free. She turned, halfway, and on instinct, let her hand continue flying. It made sharp stinging contact with his chest where his shirt gaped open.

His grip tightened on her remaining arm. Fear-fueled rage energized her. She reached for his face, clawing him.

His curse burnt her ears.

Something made contact with her buttock. The sound echoed sharply in the room. Shock hit her, made her freeze. In the next moment, a fiery sting spread over her bottom.

Rage overtook her fear, so strong, she screamed with it and kicked her legs and beat at his chest with her fists.

She cursed him roundly, demanding that he let her leave. Now.

He laid several more spanks on her posterior. Several very sharp spanks. Stinging pain spread over her buttocks.

She whimpered, stunned into stillness for the moment.

Still holding one wrist, he rolled her onto her back and flung a leg over hers, locking her into place.

She tried to resist him again but she was growing tired, her struggling becoming more like flailing.

And the maddening thing was, he simply watched her.

Watched her fight, watched her grow weaker.

Eventually, she went limp in his arms. Exhausted.

“What the devil, Sunny?”

“Let me go!”

“You want to go?” he asked, as though she hadn’t just spoken clear English.

“Yes, you-you-you…coxcomb!”

He regarded her seriously. “I don’t think I should let you go. At least not quite yet.”

She swallowed hard, trying to think of what to do or say.

“What are you about here, Sunny?”

He spoke in that same calm, serious tone he always did. Yet, now there was a hard edge beneath the calm.

Her mouth went even drier and she swallowed once more, delaying her response. Her racing heart was slowing.

Well, what the devil had just happened? Dizziness overcame her as she frowned, confused.

She’d come here to do what?

Seduce him.

Right.

She hadn’t expected his resistance. She certainly hadn’t expected his aggressive response. She had become frightened.

No, she had become frightened of her feelings toward him.

Just as when she’d been a girl. She ought not to have run away from him that night in the garden, so long ago. She ought to have allowed James to seduce her. They would have had to get married then, wouldn’t they? It wouldn’t have been her fault?

No, Freddy needed me.

And you let him down.

She frowned. That was the past and the past was set in stone. All her sins and failures were set in stone.

But the lesson is don’t be a ninny! Don’t run, seduce him!

How did women tempt gentlemen? Surely gentlemen had more refined tastes than commoners did.

Certainly kissing him and thrusting her hand down his trews and stroking his manly parts hadn’t worked. Yes, it had given him an erection—and what an erection! But it hadn’t placed her any closer to attaining her goal, either.

What else should she do? How did one seduce a Rock of Gibraltar?

“You’re drunk,” he said.

“No, no, I am not.”

“Just how much did you have to drink?”

Again, she heard the incredulousness in his voice.

She reached up with her free hand, intending to stroke the side of his face. To make an appeal.

He seized her wrist. “There’ll be no more of that.”

Hurt blossomed in her chest. Did he not trust her? “No, do no’ deny me. Take me. Make me yours.”

He was giving her the oddest look. “I think you said you’d like me to take you?” His frown deepened. “Bed you?”

She nodded avidly. “Yes, yes…oh, please, yes.”

He stared at her. Oh, his expression! As though she’d suddenly sprouted horns. Did she repulse him that much?

She wriggled against the coverlet, the contact making her aware of the lingering sting on her buttocks.

He had actually spanked her!

Why had he been so intent on detaining her if he hadn’t wanted what she had offered him?

He laughed softly.

“You think it is amusing?” she asked. Shame burnt into her.

He brushed the hair off the side of her neck then and traced a fingertip along the cord down to her collarbone. “I didn’t think I needed to lock my door against you, Sunny.”

How cruel and mocking he was! She had never known this cruel side to him.

He leaned forward and pressed his lips to her neck. The soft-firm touch of his mouth sent shivers through her. Making her nipples tighten.

Making her more confused than ever.

“You don’t really want this,” he said.

His assured tone puzzled her. Hadn’t she come here naked to his bed? What man would ask himself aught beyond that? “I do, I do,” she said.

“Much as I’d love to oblige you, my lady, you’re too foxed to know what you are doing.” He kissed her nape again, this time opening his mouth. Heated breath blew on her flesh, and then the slight bite of teeth.

Wild shivers of pleasure chased down to her belly, tightening her nipples all the more and sending gooseflesh all over her body.

Despite the kindness in his voice, he had been teasing her. Mocking her. How foolish of her to have come here.

To have thought he might still want her.

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Enter Trashy’s Sex & Chocolate #Giveaway!

Valentine’s Day is coming this weekend, and I’ve got some trashy prizes to help heat things up.

Prize package #1

Signed paperback, coffee mug, chocolate bar, and keychain

Signed paperback, coffee mug, chocolate bar, and keychain

Prize package #2

Signed paperback, tote bag, keychain, chocolate bar

Signed paperback, tote bag, keychain, chocolate bar

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The giveaway ends 2/15/15.

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Excerpt & Giveaway! That Damn Wine – Warning: Adult Content

Welcome to the Cranberries and Spice Giveaway Hop! I’m bringing the spice with my upcoming erotic romance, Tell Me You Want Forever, releasing December 1. Austin’s bringing the wine. 😉 You’ll find giveaway details after the excerpt.

Excerpt: That Damn Wine

A shiver ran down the back of Jane’s neck. Evil danced in Austin’s eyes as he grinned down at her, waiting, lurking like a dark predator ready to pounce. Mmm… she’d give in to that even without the wine. She rolled onto her stomach, and he yanked her panties down and tucked them under the curve of her butt. “Oh God.”

“That’s right. You know what’s coming.” He got on his knees and trapped her thighs between his. “You know I’m gonna fuck you till you squeal.”

Her exposed nipples brushed the cool tile, heating her skin. She whimpered as he pinned her body to the floor with his and grabbed a handful of her hair. His cock invaded her helpless flesh, seeking and taking.

He leaned down and nipped her shoulder, squashing her under him. “Till you squirm.”

“Do it.” She wriggled and gasped for breath. The man was making a show of tormenting her, and he appeared to be in no hurry to end it.

He laughed. “This is your favorite way to get laid because you have no control.”

He’s got that right. How’d they end up here anyway? She’d only stopped by to get some clean clothes, and now she lay beneath his naked body, confined by her panties and his vice-grip thighs. That damn wine.

She rose up on her hands, but slipped on sweaty palms as he rocked, crushing her with demanding strokes. Her entire body buzzed while he thrust, building waves of pleasure on her, each one enhanced by the potent wine and tainted with confusion. “We shouldn’t be doing this.”

“It’s a little late for that, sweetheart.” He slammed in deep, holding her thighs between his as he made his point.

Why not let him have his way? They still loved each other. She didn’t want anyone else. Are you sure?

“God no!” She cried out and pounded her fist on the floor. No! No one else. Especially not now with her whole life spinning like a blender. Not even Austin. “Stop!”

“Like hell.” He twisted his fist in her hair.

She knew he’d ignore her, but saying it let her cling to the one wisp of control slipping from her grasp. “Then finish.” But she didn’t want that either.

“No, baby. You’ll finish when I want you to.”

She’d expected that too. When had he gotten predictable?

Austin slid his hand along the floor and wedged it under her, groping her breast. Jane let out a squeal as he pinched her nipple and laughed. “No one else knows you so well.” He breathed ragged in her ear. “No one else can love you like I do.”

No one else? Had she said that out loud? “What?”

“You’re mine, Janie.” He growled and fell on her back.

She gasped and pressed her burning cheek to the floor. Does he know about Finn?

Giveaway:
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Prizes:

Ebook copy of Tell Me You Want Forever

Ebook copy of Tell Me You Want Me

Grand Prize: Ebooks copies of Tell Me You Want Me, Secret Storm, and Tell Me You Want Forever.

Contest ends 12/5/14. Good luck!



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Trashy’s Get Some! Halloween #Giveaway

Have I got a treat for you. 😉

Enter here: a Rafflecopter giveaway

The Prizes: A signed copy of The Twisted Mosaic and chocolate!

twisted omnibusContest starts today and ends on Halloween. Good luck!

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It’s a Trashy Book Sale and #Giveaway!

Starting today through Monday, 10/14, the first book in my contemporary ménage romance series, HER TWISTED PLEASURES, is 99 cents at Amazon and Barnes and Noble.

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B&N: http://bit.ly/12a0GRp

I want it to shoot to #1 in the erotica category on Amazon, but I need your help to do it. So to reward your effort I’m running a giveaway!

The Prize: One winner will receive autographed copies of the entire Twisted Series: Her Twisted Pleasures, Their Twisted Love, and His Twisted Choice.

The Twist MosaicTo Enter: Share the sale post pinned to the top of my Facebook page. Then go to the giveaway announcement post on my page and leave a comment.  You may share the sale post multiple times (but don’t share it more than once a day to avoid annoying your friends and getting reported for spam). Multiple shares will get you extra entries. Please make sure to comment for each one. I will randomly draw a winner from the names in the comments. The giveaway opens now and will end at 8pm Mountain Time (10pm Eastern) on Monday, 10/14.

Good luck and thank you!

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Trashy Summer Giveaway Winners!

Congratulations! Using Rafflecopter.com, I have randomly chosen 20 winners. The full list is below.

1 Signed copy Tell Me You Want Me – Stacey T

1 Signed copy Secret Storm – Deborah S

1 Signed copy Her Twisted Pleasures and Their Twisted Love – June M

1 Signed copy The Devil Made Me Do It – Penelope Anne B

2 Mugs – Josette S, Melanie J

2 Tote bags – Jaime G, Shadow K

6 Chocolate bars (3 each) – Meghan S, Marilyn B, Leslie M, Dawn S, Shelley H, Heather B

6 Chocolate bar & Bookmark (1 each) – Diane S, Sara Ann W, Heather C, Veronica V, Kathy A, Tori W

I’ll be contacting you all shortly. Thank you to everyone who participated. Now I gotta figure out how to make next summer’s giveaway even trashier. 😉

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Sign up for an Advance Review Copy of His Twisted Choice!

The final installment of The Twisted Mosaic is coming out July 22, but you can get it sooner. Just use the Rafflecopter link below to sign up for an ebook ARC. You’ll also be entered to win a special reviewer prize offered during release week, a signed copy of my couples’ erotica anthology, The Devil Made Me Do It. ARCs will be sent out July 2 and are limited to the first 20, but all entries qualify for the prize. This is the final piece of my erotic menage mosaic. Don’t miss it!

a Rafflecopter giveaway

histwistedchoiceWill loves Talia, and he’s willing to give up everything to be with her. Their future hinges on her answer to one simple question. But when he leaves his life behind to pursue her, he’s confronted with choices he didn’t expect.

Alex loves Talia, but he needs proof he can trust her. Words mean nothing to him without action. But his actions lead him to believe that love has no limits, and the choices he faces may not either.

Talia loves Alex… and Will. One man pushes her sexual boundaries and indulges her fantasies, while the other understands her twisted desires and keeps her secure in his heart. How can she possibly choose between them?

No more secrets. No more lies. Old love? New love? Or do they have a third option?

Sometimes, love takes an unexpected twist.

Available July 22, 2013 from Evolved Publishing.

Her Twisted Pleasures and Their Twisted Love available now.

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