Thursday, April 7, 2016

Pleasure Me - Tina Donahue

I'm thrilled that Pleasure Me, my first Black Hills Wolves book, is available for preorder and coming out April 22. This is my first were-shifter romance and it was a blast to write!

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There's no place like home...especially for a wolf who shouldn't have run away

Wylder Aaron always knew Starr Joseph was his mate, but the time wasn’t right for them. To escape his hopeless feelings for her, he fled Los Lobos and joined the military, not even saying goodbye.

Starr wanted nothing more in life than Wylder. When he left, she fled too. Her sultry beauty made her an instant success as the new look for a major cosmetics firm. However, fame is fleeting. At twenty-six, she’s old news and forgotten. Worse, loneliness led her into the arms of another were-shifter with a jealous streak. During his last rage, he slashed the side of her face, promising to kill her the next time she tried to flee.

She did anyway, returning to the safety and anonymity of Los Lobos…straight into Wylder’s arms.


Starr sagged into him, lost in his heat and strength. Bad move for someone who claimed to want peace and solitude, but she couldn’t help herself. She had needed to taste him for twelve years, dreamed of his stubble rasping her cheeks, his tongue deep within her mouth, possessing her.
He eased her closer, his grip steel, unwilling to let her go. He drove his fingers into her hair and cupped her skull, keeping her still in order to plunder her mouth.
A whimper rose to the base of her throat, the sound muffled by his tongue and the blood pounding in her ears. Never had she been as alive, her body molded to his, fitting perfectly. God, she wanted to drown in his effortless masculinity, laze in his kindness.
Whatever she wanted, he’d said.
This, for now. Later, who knew?
He’d hurt her beyond words years before. She understood he hadn’t meant to. However, the pain had lingered and grown, leaving her unsure about men. She’d never had a father to teach her how guys thought or behaved, only Wylder. He’d been her instructor without realizing he was even playing the role. She came to expect every guy to be like him, running from her as he had, leaving her uncertain and lonely.
Kade had been different, his intensity a comfort rather than setting off alarms. What a fool she’d been. No more. She had to take things slow no matter what her heart and body wanted.
Wylder ran his thumb over her throat, pulling a new moan from her. Forgetting control, she sucked his tongue deeper, not yet content, wanting to be a part of his heart, blood, and soul. Would she ever have enough?
She’d followed him to his job, this store, and Gee’s, hoping to get some relief from her endless craving rather than whetting her appetite for more. At least Wylder hadn’t laughed at her foolish stalking. If he had, she would have died even more inside. Instead, he’d made himself available, almost too visible as he’d never had in the past.
Because he was a changed man, she a changed woman, things could work out.
In time.
She pulled her mouth free again, her lips stinging from the force of their kiss.
“Uh-uh, we’re not through.” He brought her right back, practically devouring her, the same as she did with him, her leg wrapped around his, arms wreathed over his shoulders, the noises they made sloppy, joyous, uncontrolled.
“Ah, guys?”
She froze. He didn’t, grunting and groaning. With her palm on his chest, she pushed him back, freeing herself. Quickly, she smoothed her hair on the left side.
A friend of her mom glanced past her to him and gestured to the candy rack. “I just need the gumdrops and I’ll be on my way.”
Wylder pulled every pack off the metal pole and handed them to her.
She smiled wanly. “Thanks.”
“Welcome.” He snaked his arm around Starr’s waist again.
She elbowed his gut.
His breath puffed out. He dropped his arm. “What was that for?”
“Enough of the kissing. All right?”
“Hell no.” He crowded her.
She stood her ground and lifted her chin. Her days of being a pushover for any man were history.
His shoulders drooped. He gave her one of those don’t-be-mad-at-me smiles guys used at one time or another to get their way.
She wasn’t moved.
He sobered. “You want to go outside?”
His eyebrows shot up. “Your mom’s there, right?” He scratched his neck. “Won’t she mind if we, uh, you know….”
He didn’t need to draw her a picture. “No, she won’t mind, because we aren’t going to.”
His shoulders slumped again. “You mean today, right?”
Hell, he was asking her as though she knew. “I wanted to kiss you. That’s all.”
“Wait.” He held up his hand, grew thoughtful, and stared. “Since you have kissed me, you don’t want to anymore, ever? Was I that bad?”
Her legs were still wobbly, her insides and brain reduced to mush. She was still using all her will to retain her dignity. If she hadn’t, she would have dropped to the floor, drooling like the unhinged. “Seriously, you need to ask?”
His cheeks reddened. “Only with you.”
Because she mattered or because she hadn’t given him two thumbs up? “I have to go.”
He grabbed her wrist. “Why? We can have a beer, take a walk, talk.”
Not with her tangled thoughts, they couldn’t. They’d end up in his room, humping away. Gee’s patrons would hear every whap of the bed against the floor and wall. She was already tense whenever the pack members spotted her, not knowing what they might say. Adding more gossip wouldn’t help. Once her and Wylder’s kiss in here zipped through the town’s supersonic grapevine, everyone would be looking at her as though she had three heads instead of two, like they were currently doing.
She yanked her arm away. “Bye.” She fled the building and raced past the vehicles in the lot, reaching the road.
“Starr Joseph, stop, I mean it!”
She jerked at Wylder’s shout and turned.
He was yards away, sunlight glancing off his silky hair, the rays glinting in his light eyes. His eyebrows and stubble were nearly black, his skin rich and fragrant, the scent drifting toward her with the breeze.
She bit back a wanton moan.
He pointed his finger at her. “You’re my mate, understand? Sooner or later—and I predict much, much sooner—we are getting together. Believe it.”



1. Adored
– RWA award-winning; EPIC 2011 Finalist; 4 Stars RT
2. Deep,
Dark, Delicious
– EPIC 2011 Finalist; Holt Medallion Award of
3. Lush
Velvet Nights
– EPIC 2011 Finalist; Golden Nib Award
4. In
His Arms
– SIX 5 Star Reviews; 4 Stars RT
– 2010 Book of the Year (erotic); 4 Stars RT
6. The
– Top Ten Bestseller
7. Take
Me Away
– #1 Pick, Miz Love Loves Books
– Best Book Rating LASR
9. SiNN
– Nominated for Book of the Week LASR
– Magnificent – Romancing the Book
– Top Pick – NOR
12. Illicit
– Four Stars Romantic Times
13. Come
Fill Me
– Five Stars – Guilty Pleasures
14. Losing
- Four and a Half Stars - Sensual Reads
- Four and a Half Stars - The Jeep Diva
16. Illicit
– Four and a Half Stars – Sensual Reads
– Four Stars – Romantic Times
18. Seven
Sensuous Days
– 4 Stars – Long & Short Reviews
– 4 Stars – Romantic Times
20. Taking Eve
What to read after FSOG and Story of O
21. This
Time When We Touch
– Erotic Paranormal
22. Carnal
23. Wicked
– Erotic Contemporary
– Menage
– Readers’ Choice Award

About Tina:

I’m 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,
and numerous online sites have praised my work. Three of my 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,
) were named finalists in the EPIC competition. Sensual Stranger, my 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 my erotic romance Lush Velvet Nights.
Two of my 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). I’m featured in the Novel
& Short Story Writer’s Market. Before penning romances, I worked at a major
Hollywood production company in Story Direction.

On a less serious note: I’m an
admitted and unrepentant chocoholic, I brake for Mexican restaurants, and have
been known to moan like Meg Ryan in When
Harry Met Sally
while I’m wolfing down tostadas. I’ve flown a single-engine
airplane (freaking scary), rewired an old house using an ‘electricity for
dummies’ book, and am horribly shy despite the hot romances I write.

You can find me here:

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My page at TRR:
EC Author Page:
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Wednesday, October 28, 2015

The Challenge by Kim Iverson Headlee

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TITLE – The Challenge

SERIES – The Dragon's Dove Chronicles

AUTHOR – Kim Iverson Headlee

GENRE – Historical Fantasy w/Romantic Elements


LENGTH (Pages/# Words) - 24 pages/6K words

PUBLISHER – Pendragon Cove Press

COVER ARTIST – Natasha Brown


The Challenge - Cover 

The gauntlet is thrown. One must die. Refusal is not an option.

Arthur the High King of Breatein has fallen captive of a longtime enemy, the Saxon warrior-princess Camilla, who lusts to avenge the death of her betrothed at Gyan’s hands and will stop at nothing, even the black arts, to achieve her goal. Because Gyan and Arthur have grown estranged, she fears that Arthur may side with Camilla and make her his new queen.

To meet Camilla’s challenge, Gyan must face all her demons—public as well as private.


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With a shudder Gyan recalled the rumor that Camilla had enlisted demonic aid…

She banished those thoughts, and their attendant fears, by pondering the irony that Camilla had tried to strike at her through Arthur. It might have worked, once.

The passion that had colored the early years of their marriage was still celebrated in song throughout Breatein and Caledon.

These days, she wasn’t singing.

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Kim Headlee lives on a farm in southwestern Virginia with her family, cats, goats, Great Pyrenees goat guards, and assorted wildlife. People and creatures come and go, but the cave and the 250-year-old house ruins—the latter having been occupied as recently as the mid-twentieth century—seem to be sticking around for a while yet.

Kim is a Seattle native and a direct descendant of twentieth-century Russian nobility. Her grandmother was a childhood friend of the doomed Grand Duchess Anastasia, and the romantic yet tragic story of how Lydia escaped Communist Russia with the aid of her American husband will most certainly one day fuel one of Kim’s novels. Another novel in the queue will involve her husband’s ancestor, the seventh-century proto-Viking king of the Swedish colony in Russia.

For the time being, however, Kim has plenty of work to do in creating her projected 8-book Arthurian series, The Dragon’s Dove Chronicles, and other novels clamoring for attention. She has been a published novelist since 1999, beginning with the original editions of Dawnflight (Sonnet Books, Simon & Schuster, ISBN 0671020412) and Liberty (writing as Kimberly Iverson, HQN Books, Harlequin, ISBN 0373771347).


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Time For Eternity by Susan Squires


TITLE – Time For Eternity

SERIES – The DaVinci Time Travel Series, Book 1

AUTHOR – Susan Squires

GENRE – Regency Paranormal Romance

PUBLICATION DATE – October 27th, 2015

LENGTH  – 384 pages

PUBLISHER – Independent

COVER ARTIST – Rebecca Poole, Dreams2Media


Desire and destiny collide in this novel—first in a stunning new series—from New York Times Bestselling author Susan Squires.

Tempted by Fate

Once, Frankie Suchet loved Henri Foucault—and it cost her everything. For two centuries, she has cursed the French duke who gave her his blood and then disappeared forever. Today, this sexy vampire is a bartender living in San Francisco. And Frankie has been granted the chance to go back in time…to kill the man who made her what she is. But becoming “Françoise” again means losing all memory of the risk Henri poses to her future…and her heart.

 Seduced by Danger

France, 1794. The Reign of Terror is in full swing. From the first, Henri is an enigma, saving Françoise from an angry Parisian mob. Drawn to his seductive vitality, Françoise discovers there is much more to him than she once knew. Henri’s devotion to rescuing innocents from the guillotine is his sole passion—until he encounters Françoise’s intoxicating blend of innocence and experience. And as their attraction explodes into dangerous desire, the only way to save each other may be to sacrifice their timeless love…

“Superb writing…and intricate characterization make each novel by Ms. Squires and absolute winner.”    —Romantic Times BOOKreviews




She drifted closer to the edge of the crowd, drawn by him. She must harden her heart to match his, and commit a sin in the eyes of God and man. He would lose a few months of living. She would live again.

“What have we here?” he murmured. She heard him clearly with the vampire hearing he had bequeathed her. The curve of his lip was all insouciant condescension. He strolled forward, surveying the mob.

“Monsieur, surely you will help us!”

Frankie turned at the sound of her own voice. She gasped. There she stood, the she who had been, Françoise Suchet, not Frankie, her face a mask of innocence in distress, a gendarme holding each elbow. It was a face Frankie still saw in the mirror each day, streaked with soot her blond hair glowed copper in the red light of the flames licking out the windows above her. Frankie knew intellectually she hadn’t changed with all the years, but to know this face was not a mirror image but one that lived two hundred years ago shook her sanity.

Françoise strained toward Henri in supplication. Foolish girl. The last thing she needed was Henri Foucault. That way lay vampirism.

Then the young Françoise stilled. Her head turned slowly. Her eyes locked with Frankie’s and widened.

Frankie couldn’t get her breath. Françoise seemed to grow nearer, even as the crowd behind her receded. Frankie dropped her bag, gasping, and bent over, grabbing her belly against the pain there. This was bad. Really bad. She should never have met herself. She felt like she was breaking up. A shriek escaped her. All thoes time travel books were right, she thought.

And then she was hurtling toward Françoise. She felt herself disintegrating into a mist. Then nothing.


Susan Squires is a New York Times bestselling author known for breaking the rules of romance writing. Whatever her time period, or subject, some element of the paranormal always creeps in. She has won multiple contests for published novels and reviewer's choice awards. Publisher's Weekly named Body Electric one of the year’s most influential mass market books and One with the Shadows a Best book of the Year. Time for Eternity, the first in the DaVinci time travel series, received a starred review from Publisher's Weekly.

Susan has a Masters in English literature from UCLA and once toiled as an executive for a Fortune 500 company. Now she lives at the beach in Southern California with her husband, Harry, a writer of supernatural thrillers, and two very active Belgian Sheepdogs, who like to help her write by putting their chins on the keyboarddddddddddddddddddddddd.


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