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Monday, 23 October 2017

Monday Madness

Q&A Opportunity: Ask me anything.

Yes, I mean it. You can ask me anything to do with... published books, WIP, writing in general, or personal questions. In saying that though I will draw the line if a) I feel that an answer will spoil upcoming books, or b) if you ask me something too personal.

Sunday, 22 October 2017

"I didn’t want you to get hurt again.” #SexySnippets from Blood Secrets

It's Sunday so it's time for a Sexy Snippet. Today's 7 sentences are taken from  Blood Secrets (Blood Series: Book Two). Please forgive me for going slightly over 7 sentences.

We are continuing from last weeks snippet which you can read here.

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I would have come. I would have watched her back. She knew that.
Her focus dropped to the floor. “You’ve done enough. Besides, I already told you that my business wasn’t your problem—”
A dry laugh escaped me. “And yet, you’re here with another Pack due to an agreement you made with Carter?”
“Yeah, well, my business wasn’t anyone’s problem until I realized members of your Pack had been taken. That changed everything.”
I pushed myself off the sofa. “So, us getting kidnapped didn’t change that? Me getting kidnapped and wanting justice wasn’t a good enough reason for me to want to come with you to find Marie, and finish this?”
Her jaw tensed. “It was a good reason. It is.”
“It’s fine for you to demand to go to the facility to get justice for yourself and for a room full of blood crazy Infecteds that could have killed you. It’s fine for you to come to Italy and finish this, but I don’t have a right or a say in the matter? I’m not allowed justice for what has been done to me, to my Pack, to us?”
“Of course you are. I just—” she tightened her grip on the frame, “—I didn’t want you to get hurt again.”

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Blood Secrets

Blood Series: Book Two


When your life is messed up to begin with, how much worse can it really get?

Heather Ryan's life has never been simple. The latest in a long line of descendants who have made it their mission to hunt down and slay the Ancient Vampire, Marko Pavel, she is also the first born Infected. Up until recently, the biggest downside to living with the Vampyrric Virus was simply that she craved blood, but after receiving a DVD from her deceased Grandmother Sofia and being kidnapped with friend and so called guardian Werewolf, Brendan Daniels, she quickly discovers that she is also the inspiration behind the Vampires’ attempt to create a whole new breed of super monsters—Hybrids.

The truth comes at a cost, but how much does one have to sacrifice to gain success?

Following the breadcrumbs left by her psychic Grandmother, Heather and Brendan find themselves in new territory. Venice is where Heather hopes to find Marie, the second Bloodling of Marko, along with Brendan's three taken Pack members. But an old Peace Pact between the Italian Pack and the Colony means they are left hunting blind, and due to the Italian Alpha's reluctance to believe their story of kidnap and experimentation on Loup-Garous, time is running out. So when help comes from an unlikely source, they have no choice but to accept.

All families have secrets, but blood can't lie.

Caught up in an intricate and complicated scheme spun by the one she trusts the most and the friend of her enemy, Heather soon discovers that she is the pawn in a plan she would never have been able to conceive. But how many of her new allies were in on the game, to begin with?

This title contains explicit language, violence, and some scenes of a sexual nature.

Length: 127,000 words | Content: Urban Fantasy| Publisher: Elizabeth Morgan

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Blood Secrets is also available in print from Amazon and Barnes&Noble.

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Friday, 20 October 2017

RBTL: The Goddess of Fourtune by Andrew Blencowe

Title: The Goddess of Fortune
Author: Andrew Blencowe
Series: Standalone Title
Genre: Historical Speculative Fiction/ Alternate History
Publisher: Hamilton Bay Publishing
Release Date: Mar 24 2014
Edition/ Formats: 1st Edition ~ Formats: eBook & Print


What if, by the passing of just two events, Japan and Germany had won World War 2?
The Goddess of Fortune is a work of alternative fiction in which history is re-explored, in sometimes surprising ways:

·         Beautiful Louise, while only 24 years old, uses her intelligence, wiles, and body to dominate the so-called "stronger sex."
·         Kaito Sasaki of the Bank of Tokyo, inspired by Lenin (“The best way to destroy the capitalist system is to debauch the currency”), proves just that with his printing of U.S. 100 dollar bills.
·         The treachery of Hermann "Fatso" Goering is uncovered and his punishment is swift.
As a work of historical fiction, Goddess reveals the private foibles, quirks, and lusts of the famous of the period.

Prepare to re-imagine history, get The Goddess of Fortune today.

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Excerpt 4    R - 435 words

The four girls all thanked the men for the wonderful cake and the delicious champagne.
The one with the very large chest had taken her jacket off. While doing so, both men noticed her nipples were now larger than ever, and she could see the two men saw this and this made her even more excited to show off her raw excitement to them. It was like a bullfight in extremely slow motion, the teasing and the toying and the languid passes of the cape.
Nasherton meandered over to Albert who was by now standing at the window smoking a cigar.
“I want the little one first.”
Albert looked at him, “The one with the huge tits?”
Nasherton nodded.
“Yes. Yes, wise choice as she is the hottest of the four, but I suggest you have her last,” Albert said with an air of authority.
Nasherton wryly smiled, “So, you have vetted all, have you?”
Albert smiled and said, “James, do you expect me not to have ensured all are of the first water?”
At this Nasherton laughed, “You are one of a kind, Albert.”
“She loves it front or back and she loves two men at once. Get her on her back some time tonight and watch her tits move—they are like two eggs in a frying pan as the pan is shaken. When you’re on top, grasp her arms, as circus acrobats do, so you can pull her towards you. She loves that, and she is extremely loud. Their loudness is one thing that differentiates these girls from white girls.”
“Two eggs, yes, I know what you mean. Loud, that’s wonderful,” Nasherton acknowledged.
“By the by old boy, what are the girls’ names?
Albert explained, “Masayo is this short one with the huge chest; Mikui is the tall one; Suki is the one with the blonde highlights; Yuki is the one with the extremely pretty face. But you can forget about their names, as you will shortly see.”
Nasherton frowned good-naturedly, “If you say so, old boy.”
The room was extremely large. By the windows was a small writing desk. Looking out on the lake were two pairs of tall but narrow glass doors that reached from the floor to the ceiling, closing both pairs of doors blocked all sound from the outside. The room was dominated by a huge bed—it was large enough to comfortable sleep eight, but it was designed to hold, rather than sleep, eight.
Nasherton commented on the bed’s size, “Christ Alive, Albert, that’s a monster—we really need it all?”
Albert smiled and simply said, “Yes.”

About the Author:

  Originally from Melbourne, Australia, Andrew Blencowe discovered at an early age what it was like to live on the edge of life. During his high school years he dropped out to become a motorcycle racer. Smitten by computers in his early twenties, he went on to become founder and CEO of an international software company with offices on five continents. It is his international perspective and a drive to challenge assumptions that influence his writing interests.
   As a weekend student of history, one point he noticed over and over was how a seemingly trivial action had such immense consequences. Regarding this point of minute actions, it is akin to a 1,000-ton boulder balanced precariously on a steel knife edge; at present still, but with the smallest nudge, an army of men cannot stop the monolith from rolling down the hill.
   Another reoccurring point was how people's time frames are always myopically short; Zhou Enlai, when asked in the early 1970s about the significance of the French Revolution, was reputed to have answered, "Too early to say".
   This myopia is daily becoming worse and worse as the destruction of the intellect by mobile "telephones" accelerates. Combined with iPads and other electronic reading devices, the ability of the human mind to think and ponder disturbance-free is being destroyed one interruption at a time.
   These are some of the main threads in Blencowe's novels - the arrogance and massive overconfidence in the new (blithely and wrongly considered better); the panoply of quick fixes rather than a thoughtful analysis of the unexpected consequences of these often dangerous modern expedients.

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Friends Friday: Ella Jade

Fridays are dedicated to Author friends and their brilliant books. Today's featured author is the wonderful, Ella Jade.

Ella is author of 36 fabulous titles and she sure knows how to pen a super sexy, page-turning story.
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