Thursday, September 3, 2015

Most Wanted Reads {1}: Discovering Dalton

Almost every author I know is a bibliophile.  When they aren't clacking away at the keyboard or scribbling something down, they more than likely have a book in their hands, or on their e-reader. What can I say it's an addiction that usually ends up pushing the very limits of our mad money each month.  It's like we can't get enough.  Of course, with the boom of e-books and the ease of 1-clicking on Amazon, we find ourselves like a kids in a candy shop.  

Unfortunately I find myself on a very limited budget, so I'm starting up a list of what I call my most wanted reads.  And I'll be featuring one book each Thursday...and hopefully get suggestions to add to my growing to be bought pile.    So who's up first? 

Discovering Dalton by Nicole Colville.  Honestly it was the absolutely beautiful cover that attracted my eye.  It's gorgeous and there is something about a man with ink that makes my mouth water every time.  After reading the angst filled blurb, I was hooked.  Yep, this book will be the first on my "Most Wanted Reads" list.  Check it out. 

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Blurb: 
At fifteen, Troy and Liam were fostered by the same family, and although they hated each other at first, they gradually became solid friends. As adults, the two foster brothers live together. Both experience tough times, each being a rock for the other, but their love had never been anything other than brotherly. 

Until they both fall for the same guy, and things get... complicated. 

Dalton is fresh out of a ten year marriage. Feeling lost, he concentrates on the only thing he can control—his body. Developing from a chubby, unfit police officer into a lean, mean inked one, Dalton has never looked better, but inside, he's never felt worse. A relationship is far from his thoughts, and one with another man makes Dalton even more confused. He takes time to get to know Troy and Liam separately, but Manchester isn’t that big, and sparks fly when fate throws the three together. 

Together, these three fight it out between them. Both Troy and Liam demand Dalton choose between them, but what if he didn't have to choose? What if it could work between three? 

The things in life we fight for are never the easiest, but they’re the ones worth holding onto forever.

So what book has caught your eye this week?


Wednesday, September 2, 2015

Humpday Wednesday {1}: Such a tease...

So you're probably wondering what Humpday Wednesday is, and is it really as naughty as it seems?  Well, considering what I write, I'd have to say yep, you're absolutely right. I'm going to be featuring 500-600 words of explicit, down and dirty snippits from my books - whether it be published or WIP.  It's so  naughty.  But then you wouldn't want me any other way, now would you? 

So why do we let the good times roll, as I share a rather naughty snippet from my Beyond Fairytales book,  Don't Call Me Iron Man.  (While not all my snippets will be from published work, I cannot yet reveal what I'm working on - I'm such a tease!) So enjoy the snippet, and I'll catch you back here next Wednesday.  

Snippet: 

Ghost-like caresses skimmed along his abs, avoided his aching cock to settle on the sensitive flesh of his inner thighs. 

“So here’s the deal, the moment you let go, this all stops. But as long as your hands remain as they are, I will give you pleasure like none you’ve ever known.” A thread of steel infused Lucero’s voice. “Do you understand?” 

Ivan nodded, his hips lifting off the bedding as Lucero’s calloused fingers found his scrotum. “Hands on, you continue; hands off, you stop.” He gritted his teeth as the cyborg cupped his tight balls in his palm. “I got it.” 

A low chuckle reached his ears. “Actually, I think I’m the one who has it.” 

A gentle pressure tightened around his gonads. Ivan bit his lip to keep his moan to himself. He loved having his balls played with, the rougher the better, but damned if he’d tell Lucero that. 

Lucero loosened his grip and Ivan wanted to beg for the return of the harder touch. “Hiding your pleasure won’t be tolerated. You agreed to give it to me and I’m holding you to your word.”

“Fuck…” He pressed his head back as his hips rocked back and forth. “I need…” 

“This?” Lucero’s voice was closer than before, but it was the deft hand which clamped down on him that had the tortured sound escaping Ivan’s tight throat. The perfect blend of pain and pleasure was as foreign as this new world he found himself in. He wanted, no needed to spill – now. 

“Gods…yes. Stroke me…please!” He continued to cling to posts, his mind nothing more than a haze of pleasure as a wetness enveloped the crest of his cock. “Aw…hell…I need…” His hands loosened as his need to thread them through Lucero’s hair, to hold him in place until he shot down his lover’s throat grew. But the second his grip slipped, the heat was gone. 

“Are we stopping?” Lucero’s question sent a flurry of panic through him. 

“No!” He returned to his former position, but found his desire to touch the man between his thighs grew with the return of Lucero’s tongue. “Tie them!’ 

“No.” The graze of lips against the crease of his thigh tormented him, but reminded him of who was in charge. “They will remain untied. Your submission, your pleasure must be freely given. It’s not something I will take.” 

“Shit...” Tears pricked at his covered eyes. “I can’t promise I won’t slip. The pleasure, the pain…is too much.” A huge sigh shook his body. “But damned if I don’t want it.” 

“Then you will endure and remember my command. Let go and this is over. I will send you back to the great room, unfulfilled.” 

“I get it.” He squeezed the wood under his fingers until he was sure his knuckles were white with the effort. 

“That’s my boy.” 

Before Ivan could grumble about the claim, he was shot right back to the edge of sanity as Lucero rolled his balls while sucking him deep inside of his mouth. Ivan’s breath caught then released on almost a wail. The sensations of Lucero’s lips as they tugged on his glans, while the touch of strong fingers against his hair roughened sack piled upon one another, until the ominous crack of wood above his head echoed through the room. Desperate to come, he stilled, afraid he’d break the spindles free and Lucero would abandon him. He groaned as Lucero released his cock, his tongue tracing down the underside to lash at the base. 

“So close, but can you give over?” Lucero sounded hoarse. “Will you submit?” 


Tuesday, September 1, 2015

Tuesday's Child {1}: The Victor

So I've got a decided love affair with hunky warriors. But what does that have to do with Tuesday? Or any other day of the week.  Well, wee one, pull up a chair and I'll explain the convulted, ADD spawned connections to you.   

You see it all started long, long ago....like last Friday, when N.D was looking for something to put up on her blog as a weekly feature. She had all the other days of the week figured out but couldn't seem to put her finger on what to do on Tuesdays.  She didn't want to do the random crap that Dakota was doing (too much work), however Tuesday holds a special place in her heart.  Why?

Well, that's easy - she's Tuesday's Child.  Do you remember that poem we learned in school, how Monday's Child was fair of face...etc?  Well, none would accuse N.D. of ever being graceful (she trips over air on a daily basis)...but it had her rooting around on the net to see what else came up under Tuesday (aside from the  graceful) Did you know that Tuesday is named after Tiwesdæg...which literally means Tīw's Day.  Or Tyr's Day...who happens to be the Norse god of War and Law.   

Still with me? 

Good.  I promise I'm almost done. So now she has this bright idea,  (scary I know) Why not feature sexy ass pictures of warriors and cops?  After all she drools over them everytime Michael Stokes puts up his fantastic photos.  

So there you have it.  She needed a post for Tuesdays, and after much research (say about 20 minutes) she came up with the idea to feature hunky kick ass alpha heroes.  Pretty simple, huh?  

Well, maybe not.  

Either way, here's the first picture.  Enjoy!

And yes I know the picture is the same in the badge...I made it as homage to Michael Stokes increadiable picture of the warrior outside the colusuem.  You can find it HERE.






Monday, August 31, 2015

Monday Sweets {1}: Carmelitas

Why is it that everyone seems  hates Mondays?  Is the return to the work week? Or is it just because we listened to our parents bicker and moan about it?  Hard telling, but as long as there has been Mondays, we humans have been moaning and bitching about it.  


So this week, at Livvy's insistence, we're kicking over a new leaf, and finding something entirely different to moan about - and I'm not just talking about sexy eye candy.  Nope, my bitchy muse, has demanded that I share the absolute awesomeness of sweets.  (She's pissed I cut the sugary treats out of our normal diet.)  So I guess you could say she's going to torture me for a change with delicious goodies she's found on the web.   And let me tell you the first one she ran across on Pinterest is a doozy.  (Can I kill her now?) 



*crickets*  



No...well crap, you guys are no fun!



So without further ado, let the first glimpse of hell...I mean heaven pass before your eyes....



CARMELITAS

Found on Pinterst HERE

Saturday, August 29, 2015

Seductive Studs Returns!

I'm super excited to say that the lovely Thianna has granted our wish and has brought back Seductive Studs  (I don't know about you, but I've missed reading all those steamy m/m snippets each week.) And of course, this week is extra special for me. I just recently re-released the first book of my Xenres Sins series.  Take a peek at the snippet below (and revised cover) as Asha is coaxed into wagering more than he's expected.  But he's not truly worried - after all the house always wins.  

And speaking of winning...make sure to check out the rest of the peeps on the blog hop.   

Snippet: 


Asha fought the urge to beat his chest in frustration. This wasn’t going as he’d planned when he’d first spotted the wolf shifter. “Tell you what. Let’s play a single hand of stud. If I win, I get you for the night - tomorrow night to be exact. I get you from sundown to sunup. I can do anything I want to your body.” 

“And if I win?” The wolf pushed the distracting blond hair out of his vision. 

“Well, perhaps I’ll reconsider your offer to sleep with not only one of the members of my coven, but two of them.” Asha nodded to the cards. “All it would take is a few minutes of your time.” 

The wolf looked torn for a moment before his features hardened when Asha saw a peek of fangs, preceding the man hiding them. “Tell me your name. Are you the ruthless bastard or the greedy one?” 

Asha gave a low chuckle. “Picked up on that already? And you’ve only been in the club for ten minutes. Damn, word spreads quickly.” 

The shifter rolled his shoulders. “So are you going to tell me your name?” 

“After the hand. Take a chance, or do you think you can’t beat me?” 

“It’s not a matter of beating. It’s a matter of the prize.” The man toyed with his beer. “The prize you offer isn’t enough to motivate me into risking a night at your mercy, vampyre.” 

Grudging respect shifted through Asha. “And what prize would you like, if not being the meat between a Saeed and Aseem sandwich?”


Xenres Sins: Ruthless

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Blurb: 
Welcome to Xenres. Located in the heart of Dushanbe, a person can indulge in any sin imaginable, which is exactly what Eryk Solie has set out to do. As a lone Arctic wolf shifter in a foreign country, he longs for something more than mindless one night stands with men who could never completely understand him. Intuition and a tip from a local leads him to Xenres. Inside the notorious gambling hall, he finds his mate, one of the owners of the club. Too bad the man is considered to be one of the most ruthless vampyres in the district. To win a night in his mate’s arms, Eryk will have to lose at a game of chance. 

Asha Talavi not only co-owns the darkest gambling haunt in town, he’s also a self-made vampyre. His ruthless nature has gotten him everything he’s ever wanted including the sexy wolf shifter who dared to accept his challenge over a hand of cards. But even after Asha claims his mate, there is treachery a foot in the form of a former lover. And when Eryk returns the following evening, he tracks down his mate to only find the man with another, claiming he doesn't remember him, or their wager and mating. Only an ancient ritual will tell if Eryk's love will be a match for Asha's ruthlessness and which shifter will in the end claim Asha.

Tuesday, August 18, 2015

N.D. Has A New Release!

Hey peeps, just wanted to give a shout out, that I'm slowly moving over most of my m/m books from Dakota Trace to N.D..  So this means that the Xenres Sins Series will now be N.D.'s baby and all future books will be released as Dakota Trace, writing as N.D. Wylders.

While I've never hidden the past that Dakota and N.D. are one in the same, I feel that it will be easier for the readers to find my m/m work if it's all in housed under one pen name seperate from my menage, bdsm and paranormal erotic romances.   So  hence, Ruthless has been released with a spanking new cover, but the same great story that I orginally wrote.  (So if you've read the orginal story, nothing has changed in this edition, other than the cover - unlike my recent revamping of the Chocolate Made Me Do It.)

So check out the yummy cover, and if you haven't read my m/m shifter/vampire book, check it out. And this lowly author, thanks you. :)

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Blurb:
Welcome to Xenres. Located in the heart of Dushanbe, a person can indulge in any sin imaginable, which is exactly what Eryk Solie has set out to do. As a lone Arctic wolf shifter in a foreign country, he longs for something more than mindless one night stands with men who could never completely understand him. Intuition and a tip from a local leads him to Xenres. Inside the notorious gambling hall, he finds his mate, one of the owners of the club. Too bad the man is considered to be one of the most ruthless vampyres in the district. To win a night in his mate’s arms, Eryk will have to lose at a game of chance. 

Asha Talavi not only co-owns the darkest gambling haunt in town, he’s also a self-made vampyre. His ruthless nature has gotten him everything he’s ever wanted including the sexy wolf shifter who dared to accept his challenge over a hand of cards. But even after Asha claims his mate, there is treachery a foot in the form of a former lover. And when Eryk returns the following evening, he tracks down his mate to only find the man with another, claiming he doesn't remember him, or their wager and mating. Only an ancient ritual will tell if Eryk's love will be a match for Asha's ruthlessness and which shifter will in the end claim Asha.

Excerpt: 


Eryk paused at the bottom of the steps. Up on a slightly elevated dais sat a lone table, the owner’s table more than likely. But his inner wolf didn’t care if the owner objected to a lowly shifter approaching him, because the vampyre sitting placidly at the table cradling a cut crystal glass of cognac, wasn’t the owner to him. He was more. The dark haired, dark eyed vampyre was Eryk’s destined mate. He couldn’t contain the low growl that burst free of him as he took in the dark slacks and ivory silk shirt faithfully following every hardened plane of his mate’s body. 

Meeting the vampyre’s eyes, he slowly climbed the stairs until he was on the top step, towering over the table. He didn’t stop to think what the slightly smaller man would think of his hulking frame. Eryk was a wolf shifter on the hunt. Inching closer to the vampyre, he kept eye contact, willing the man to speak. He needed to hear the man’s voice, to wrap himself in its silken chords. In his mouth, his wolf’s fangs grew, readying his body for the coming mating. It would be wild and rough, no wolf mating wasn’t. The only question was, would Eryk being doing the claiming or would it be his mate? His wolf immediately protested the idea. Not surprising, since his wolf was alpha. 

“Are you just going to stare at me all night, or do you wish to join me?” The rich, velvety baritone wrapped around him, much like Eryk had thought it would. 

“Join you or fuck you?” His words were lisped around the damned fangs that refused to abate. His wolf was tugging hard, wanting to be free. 

The dark eyes studying him seemed to flare at the innuendo. “That remains to be seen. But why not join me for a drink? I could promise not to bite, but both of us realize what a lie that would be.” The vampyre kicked out the chair from under the table for Eryk. “Sit. Let us converse before moving onto more pleasurable things.” 

Friday, August 7, 2015

Mmmm, I Got A Secret...

So, I've been quiet on this side of things for a while. Blame it on my crazy life, but I've decided to let ND back out to play and she's got a seriously big secret.  One that I can't tell - you'll all just have to watch here to see when she finally spills the beans and watch as the word count thingie goes up...However that won't stop me from posting some eye candy to tease you all.   I'm so bad.....I stole a few pictures of Pinterest for my inspiration....so what do you think? 


So here's the anti-hero


And of course I couldn't find this model's name....sigh





And the white knight


Model Kevin McKidd - oh so yummy




And yep that's all I'm gonna give ya...you can string me up later :) 

Friday, May 29, 2015

#Fall in Love With Fairytales Blog Hop



Welcome to the Fall in Love with Fairytales blog tour!

If you would like to win an enormous grand prize consisting of a Kindle, gift certificates, and author swag, visit each day’s post(s) and follow Rafflecopter instructions for prize entries. For more information, please visit:


How do you like your fairy tales? I enjoy mine slightly kinky - okay a lot kinky...

When I specifically asked D.L for a fairytale, I told her wanted one that would specifically lend itself to m/m tale.  I wasn't picky, just a tale that didn't feature a damsel in distress.  And she delivered. She gave me Iron John, a story about a prince who is giving a variety tasks to prove his humility.   Of course, since I happen to write BDSM, my mind wandered into the...kinky territory.

It didn't take me long to come up with the challenge - for Ivan to have to fix a water purifier and find a medical unit, but when my muse decided to make said medical unit be a dominant cyborg - that's when a simple task took a decidedly kinky flare...like what if  Lucero (the dominant cyborg) said he'd go back - if Ivan submitted to three nights of pleasure at Lucero's hands....

And as they say, you'll have to read Don't Call Me Iron Man to find out more...it's in the Green Book of Grown Up for those who are interested. :)

Over the next two weeks, you will find posts from the authors behind the Beyond Fairytales series. We have spaceships, cowboys, owls, princesses, princes, and geese. If you like M/F, M/M, F/F, or ménage, you’ll find at least one of each. Each one is unique and indescribably naughty.

If you’ve gobbled up all of the collections already, be sure to check out the Beyond Fairytales blog for new releases and additional books.

Be sure to stop by Vicki Ballante's today and the lovely T.L. Reeve's tomorrow. 










Red Book of Grown-Up Fairytales








Blue Book of Grown-Up Fairytales








Green Book of Grown-Up Fairytales