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Release Blitz: The Attack of the Woodwose, by Selena Cooper

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THE ATTACK OF THE WOODWOSE:

LEGENDS OF MAGH MEALL, Book One

Two enemies must stand together to face a common foe!

Upon returning home with his human fiancé Berta, Reghan the Leprechaun learns that his brother is hiding the sister of Sloan, the Clurichaun who, along with his men, recently attacked Reghan. Reghan goes to tell Sloan that his sister is safe before the Clurichauns determine she’s been kidnapped.

At Sloan’s manor, the men are informed of an impending attack against both the Clurichauns and the Leprechauns by a vicious tribe known as the Woodwose. The only way they can win a battle against the woodwose is to stand together. Now they must convince their clans of that!

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EXCERPT

Berta was nervous. She stood on the porch and stared out at the pitch dark night. Living in the farmhouse in the middle of nowhere with her Leprechaun lover had been pure bliss for the past three months.

The Clurichauns, who’d beaten Reghan and had abandoned their pursuit only when Berta’s dog and a team of coyotes had driven them away, had left Berta and Reghan in peace once their leader had realized Berta was carrying Reghan’s child. Every day the couple had grown more in love, and every day she’d learned something new and wonderful about her lover. But now Reghan’s father had sent word that a delegation was on its way to get them and bring them home.

The screen door creaked and then clicked shut as Reghan stepped onto the porch behind Berta. He slid his strong arms around her slightly bulging middle. He brushed aside her long blonde hair and kissed her neck. “My parents aren’t ogres, you know.” His voice was a low rumble vibrating against her skin.

“Are there such things as ogres?” “There are…but there aren’t many in these parts…not anymore,” he said.

“But there were?” Berta still couldn’t quite make herself believe that Reghan’s being a Leprechaun wasn’t just some elaborate hoax. When he spoke of other “mythical” beings so offhandedly, she didn’t know what to think.

Reghan didn’t look like she’d have imagined a Leprechaun to look. He wasn’t a tiny little man with a green top hat, buckles on his shoes, and a pot of gold in his hand. In fact, he was a rather large man with dark red hair, bright blue eyes, and a neatly-trimmed beard. His handsome face and chiseled body might’ve made some women think he was a demi-god, but Berta doubted anyone’s—at least, any human woman’s—first thought upon seeing Reghan would be, “Hey, look! A Leprechaun!”

“Don’t try to change the subject,” Reghan murmured against her neck. “You have nothing to fear from my parents.”

“What if they don’t like me?” she asked, for what had to be the hundredth time.

“They’ll love you.” He turned her to face him. “Now come back to bed and make love to me again before the delegation arrives.”

“A delegation,” Berta said. “The very fact that they’re sending a delegation to get us terrifies me.”

Reghan tilted her chin up. “You worry too much.”

 

AUTHOR BIO/LINKS

Selena Cooper lives in the Southern United States. She’d love to hear from you! Send her an email at selena@selenacooper.com and/or follow her tweets and posts on Facebook. She’d love for you to consider becoming a part of her street team, Les Chats Noire. To learn more about it, visit her website!

Author Website link: http://www.selenacooper.com

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Featured Book: Yield to Me, by Sarah Castille

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Below the belt, no-holds-barred attraction…

Amateur MMA fighter, Marcy Foster is determined to win the state championship. But dark secrets and a broken trust mean there’s one submission she just can’t master. Fortunately Club Excelsior has hired a coach who knows all the right moves.

Sexy, confident and commanding, fight consultant Jax demands control, both in and out of the ring. But once he has Marcy against the ropes, Jax knows he’s in too deep. He has the dominance to give her what she needs, but once he unleashes her hidden passions, there’s no going back.

Under Jax’s skilled hands, Marcy submits to her deepest desires. But when her personal and professional worlds collide, she is forced to face a brutal truth—yielding to her darkest needs may be the one thing that costs her the fight…and her heart.

BIO

New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author, Sarah Castille, writes contemporary erotic romance and romantic suspense featuring blazingly hot alpha males and the women who tame them. A recovering lawyer and caffeine addict, she worked and traveled abroad before trading in her briefcase and stilettos for a handful of magic beans and a home in shadow of the Rocky Mountains. Readers can find her at sarahcastille.com.

EXCERPT

“Mount.” Jax beckoned her forward, his voice curiously husky, and for a moment she wondered if his touching exercise had affected him as much as her.

Marcy crawled up his body and then sat astride his abdomen in Full Mount. God, his stomach was rock hard. Just like the rest of him.

Jax’s body stiffened beneath her. “Christ, Marcy. Are you trying to kill me?”

Puzzled, she shrugged. “I thought you wanted me like this.”

“I do. No. Hell. I mean…to practice the submission, you need to be in High Mount.”

Understanding dawned and she tried and failed to repress a smile. “Am I mounted too low for you, Jax?” She was sorely tempted to give a little wiggle because she could feel something hard pressing into her ass and she was desperate to know if he was wearing a cup. In all her years of training she’d never affected a guy this way and she had to bite back a laugh.

His eyes blazed with liquid heat and his voice dropped to a husky bark, “Move up.”

Marcy eased herself up, her thighs parting wider as she positioned herself high on his chest, her knees under his armpits. “High Mount is easier with female fighters. Your chest is so broad…”

He cut her off with a low growl. When she glanced down to see what she’d done to irritate him this time, she was caught in the blistering heat of his gaze.

“I’m on to you, little fighter.” His eyes glinted, amused. “Don’t think for a minute you’ll distract me from doing what I came here to do.”

A smile curled her lips. All week she’d had to listen to the fighters at the gym talking about the aura of mystique surrounding Jax and his “fighter whisperer” ways. And yet his visible discomfort at her position on top of him made him seem all too human. All too male. “Wouldn’t dream of it.”

He raised an eyebrow and exhaled through gritted teeth. “How about we try for Mid Guard?” The warmth of his breath caressed her inner thighs and heat flooded her veins. How unprofessional. She’d practiced this position countless times with other fighters in the club. Not once had she ever wanted to tear off their clothes and…

“Actually, probably better if we move to Full Guard.” Jax bucked suddenly, throwing Marcy forward and onto her hands and knees, a standard defense to High Guard, but one that put her breasts within an inch of his lips.

Her nipples tightened and she quickly rolled to her back to hide her body’s response.

Jax moved into position on top of her, taking his weight on his elbows, his legs tucked between hers. So hot. So heavy. So masculine.

Dominant. Controlling.

Arousal coursed through her veins and she tried to think of anything but the erotic weight on top of her.

Coach. Training. Professional. But her body, now a live wire, wasn’t on board.

“How do you want me?” Her breathy voice shaded into a whisper.

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Tabitha Rayne On Tour

Today we’re thrilled to welcome back the lovely and talented Tabitha Rayne, here to tell us about the eagerly awaited final book in her trilogy. Don’t forget to comment to enter in her giveaway for Book Two, Taking Flight!

The Meeting Point Tour

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Surviving in Heels

Hello! Hello Adriana Kraft 😀

It’s so lovely to be here again – I visited 2 years ago when the first book in my trilogy came out – read here – how can 2 years fly past so quickly? I’m amazed. Today I’m here to chat about the final book, The Meeting Point, but first…

I’ve always fancied myself as a bit of a survival expert – like a lady version of Bear Grylls but with high heels and a vintage bra. I’m sure I would be fabulous at making pretty little snares from leather thongs or stripped willow bark. I’m sure I would be wearing lovely furs from the prey of said snares and my hammock of bracken and vines would be more cosy and comforting than the softest bed. What do you think? Sounds so easy doesn’t it? The flint and steel would ignite the bone dry tinder on the very first strike and my little Swiss Army Knife would never get blunt. I think I must mention to you now that my books are erotic romances – the romance extending beyond the relationships – you may have gathered this already 😉

Seriously though – my characters are forced out into the wilderness with dwindling natural resources impeding their survival – but of course they are all driven on by one thing – love. Well, two things: love and sex. I think that gives them a pretty good reason to survive and thrive, don’t you?

I hope you fancy a read!

I thought that to entice you to follow my tour, I’d put consecutive excerpts every day. Here is no 4 of 10 😉

It may be rather saucy in places, so please use discretion if you are prone to blush 😀

To see where else I’ve been or am going – click here

themeetingpointThe Meeting Point – The final book in The Clockwork Butterfly trilogy

EXCERPT

The farm was another rather austere building and Deborah’s eyes craved the characterful little cottages from her life before. There must still be some, she just hadn’t seen one for so long. Just as she was about to reach the entry gate, she caught a glimpse of herself in a window. Disheveled and shabby. She’d never be allowed in—especially smelling of horse and lust. A pang of irrational guilt tugged at her chest. She didn’t want the first thing Marcus smelled from her to be another woman’s sex, lust, and horse sweat. As she sneaked into one of the stables to wash herself as best she could in the trough tap, she mused that he would probably be smelling of the exact same thing—minus the horse sweat.

She would have to do. Fear and excitement bubbled in her chest as she peered out of the stable, stalling as much as she could. What if he didn’t recognize her? What if she didn’t recognize him? Worry circled in her mind as she put one foot in front of the other and finally arrived at the entrance.

Two uniformed women barely registered Deborah as they swept open the surprisingly lavish doors and ushered her inside.

There were women everywhere. The place vibrated with the excitement emanating from every single one of them, including Deborah, who was almost nauseous with the thought that somewhere in this very building, her lover breathed and lived. It had been a long eight years, and emotion welled in the pit of her solar plexus as she remembered the nights of longing and loneliness. The trips into ultimate unity to find her lover on that perfect spiritual plane of orgasm where their souls had collided on occasion. It had never been enough, and Deborah’s knees began to give way as the enormity of what was about to happen overwhelmed her. Blackness oozed into her peripheral vision and she felt her physical self ebb away. She was used to leaving her body—ultimate unity had made sure of that—but this time she didn’t want to surrender into the oblivion. This time she needed to feel the reality of the physical. She tried to fight as her eyelids fluttered and closed, but it was no good, the sensation of falling took over…

Blurb – The Meeting Point

A story of love, freedom, and the future of mankind. Deborah Regan has broken free from the prison where she’s been unjustly held for the past eight years. The scale of the devastation to the land outside is overwhelming. Toxins have taken hold, and the planet is dying. Deborah vows to find her lover Marcus and flee to the safety of the hills where their story first began.

Marcus is one of the few remaining men left on earth, and Deborah finds him held captive at a pleasure farm where he is kept to service rich and powerful women. Escape for him is complex and dangerous. They can only hope that the trio who helped Deborah before will come to their aid. Marcus has heard from his clients over the years of a mythical place with its own microclimate that toxin clouds seem to miss. He is sure they can find it and will be able to build a future together.

Mae, Lena, and Angelo feel compelled to find Deborah and Marcus who they know have a special connection that might prove essential to their survival. They make haste to track the couple and realize the plan they have chosen is fraught with danger and conflict.

Will they make it to the utopia Marcus dreams of?

Content Warning: contains graphic sex scenes with multiple partners, including m/f and f/f sexual interaction, strong language, and end of the world shenanigans

*The explosive climax to Taking Flight and A Clockwork Butterfly.

BUY LINKS

Book 3: The Meeting Point – out now! And what this post’s been all about:

Beachwalk Press   Amazon UK   Amazon.com

Other books in the series:

Book 1: A Clockwork Butterfly Now Available for only 99c!

Beachwalk Press   Amzon Com   Amzon UK

Book 2: Taking Flight – now available – comment on any of my tour posts and I’ll pop you in a draw for a copy of this one – if you can’t wait, here’s the buy links:

Beachwalk Press Amazon.com Amazon UK

Bio

TabithaTabitha Rayne has been told she is quirky, lovely and kinky – not necessarily in that order or by the same person. She writes erotic romance and as long as there’s a love scene – she’ll explore any genre.

Her short stories are included in anthologies from Cleis Press, Ravenous Romance, HarperCollins Mischief, Xcite, Oysters & Chocolate, Burning Books Press and House of Erotica. Her novella, Mia’s Books won a Reader’s Choice Award with TwoLips reviews. The Meeting Point is the third book in The Clockwork Butterfly trilogy from Beachwalk Press.

Tabitha also has a passion for art and takes great pleasure in painting nude ladies.

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Thank you for reading – I hope you all thrive – heels or no heels! X x

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