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Sara Brookes on Tour ~ Riding Irish

Today we’re thrilled to welcome Sara Brookes, on tour for her new release, Riding Irish. Don’t forget to scroll to the bottom and enter her giveaway for a beach reads swag bag!

RidingIrishFamily is a theme that saturates Riding Irish’s pages. And not always in a good way. Avery doesn’t agree with her brothers’ illegal activities, but she partakes in them because of her love for her brothers. While she doesn’t have a problem expressing her opinion on the matter, she also doesn’t want to let them down. She loves them even when they’re doing something she hates.

Like Avery, her brothers are stubborn and bullheaded. Especially Anson, the oldest. He’s also the president of the Dullahan MC. Even in one of his greatest moments of need, his true colors show through.


“What made you think you could bring him here?”

Shock and confusion skittered up her spine. “You were hurt. I panicked and went to the first person I could think of.”

Anson released her hand, clenching his teeth as he wrapped his hand around the back of her neck and tugged her forcefully toward his face. “You have no right.”

She reached up to try to pry his hands away, but his hold tightened. Fear started to coil through her gut, her instincts screaming at her to be ready to run. “What was I supposed to do? Have the guys drag you outside to the parking lot? Or stand back and watch you die?”

“Yes.” He glared at her. “You risked exposing everything I’ve worked for by bringing a stranger here.”

Anger flashed hot, her hands balling into fists. “He can be trusted.”

“You don’t know that.”

“I do. Now get your hands off me, Anson. I’m not one of your bitches that you get to push around and bully. And what the hell is going on? You told me you guys were done last month with that shipment of—”

He tightened his hand, cutting her off. “You listen to me, and you listen good. You got that? You let me worry about the business shit. And you worry about your good Samaritan. You go to him. Buy his silence if you have to. Do you understand?”

Unshed tears burned her eyes. “It won’t work. He’s not like that.”

“You endangered the club. This operation. Your family. It’s your responsibility to make this right and make sure he keeps his mouth shut, or I will permanently shut it for him.” He released her with a hard jerk, her skin burning hot where his fingers had dug in and left an impression. “Got it?”


Mayhem is a way of life for Avery. The last thing she needs is a complication like Kane. The medal-winning swimmer who comes to her rescue is the ultimate golden boy. Everything this woman from the wrong side of the tracks shouldn’t want and everything she can’t stop thinking about. But emotion—and vulnerability—are liabilities she can’t afford.

Kane can’t understand why he experiences such dark, forbidden and kinky desires when he is around Avery. But her touch sparks a hunger deep inside him, and unleashes an erotic discovery where pain becomes pleasure. Their uninhibited passion reveals Kane’s dominant nature.

As Avery submits to Kane, exploring boundaries and pushing limits, she discovers a life she never expected. The unlikely pair forge a bond so tight, their unyielding trust gives way to a love like no other. But Avery’s brothers—members of Oahu’s most notorious motorcycle club—have other plans. Now Avery is forced to make a decision where her loyalty resides—with her family or with a lover who brings peace to the chaos surrounding her.

Warning: Ignition point hits hard and fast for this Dom and sub as an Irishman discovers his delightful talent for breath control, spankings and clothespins. You may just want laundry day to come more often.

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Author Bio:

Sara Brookes is an award-winning author who has always been fascinated by the strange, the unusual, the twisted and the lost (tortured heroes are her personal favorite). She is an action movie junkie, addicted to coffee and has been known to stay up until the wee hours of the morning playing RPG video games. Despite all this, she is a romantic at heart and is always a sucker for an excellent love story. Born and bred in Virginia, Sara still lives there with her husband and daughter.

Author Links:

Twitter: https://twitter.com/Sara_Brookes

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Facebook Author Page: https://www.facebook.com/authorsarabrookes

New Release Announcement List: http://eepurl.com/mbG31


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Toni Sands on Tour ~ Knight and Trask: Secrets and Spies

Today we’re thrilled to welcome Toni Sands, on tour for her new release, Knight and Trask: Secrets and Spies.

It’s lovely to be here and thank you, Adriana, for giving me the opportunity to talk about my latest novella, Knight and Trask: Secrets and Spies. Those two names slipped into my head one day and inspired a short story that went on to be short-listed in an erotic fiction competition. How could I waste the chance to run with my two secret agents?

knightandtraskI love the novel’s cover and I think it’s a reminder of that old school era we know from so many of the original James Bond movies. I think a bit of Miss Moneypenny has merged with the Judi Dench personification of ‘M’ in order to create Cordelia Rathbone, Knight and Trask’s boss. Characters who enjoy good food and wine and who move easily in high places bring a writing challenge that I enjoyed.

Trask’s arrogance makes Katie seethe but we don’t have to wait too long for Katie to rub out any chauvinistic streaks in his character. He is, after all, a gentleman. He’s also the cat that walks alone and he gets the Porsche to drive home in while Katie takes the mini bus to the airport after a training weekend in France. But Knight has already gained Trask’s respect, even though he saved her from a watery grave quite early in the story.

It’s what happens when these two are thrown together on a case that shows the extent of Trask’s feelings. Of course, like Ian Fleming’s character, he has an eye for a beautiful woman and he’s expert in the art of seduction both in real life as well as in the line of duty. Their second passionate encounter shows how Trask trusts Katie and I hope you’ll read the book to see what he cooks up in the old chateau’s former dungeons.

Seeing Katie perched on a money launderer’s sofa, lined up for the guy’s dessert, winds up Trask as he wheels his waiter’s trolley into the penthouse suite. This signals the growing love he has for his fellow agent, a forbidden love according to company rules. Will Trask risk his career? Observing his reactions as the story progresses is something I enjoyed and I hope you will too.


Back at the chateau, they checked in before riding the service lift to the top floor, standing side by side in silence. She longed to caress him. Longed for release of the tension sparked by confrontation with and capture of their quarry. The lift halted. She exited first and turned to face her colleague.

He raised his hand. ‘Don’t thank me, Knight. It’s what we do.’

‘This isn’t a spy movie, Trask. I was in a mess. You reacted quickly. I owe you.’

She watched him lower his gaze to her breasts. She’d unzipped her jacket, showing her T-shirt clinging like skin to a peach. She knew her nipples stuck out like stalks. Whether with cold or desire deserved debate.

He hesitated. Stepped forward. Reached out a hand and brushed his fingers down her cheek. The sensation shot through her, travelling straight to her core. It lingered, an urgent pulse with nowhere to go.

Then his mouth crushed hers, taking command of her lips, invading her senses as she felt his arms around her. The pair clung together in a kiss she’d craved hours before, when the helicopter hovered. This wasn’t destined to be a brief peck. Trask kissed like he did everything else. And feeling his need pressing hard against her river-drenched trousers, Katie wasn’t about to remind him of human resource rules.


Set in the 1990s, this is a swift-moving sexy story of two spies who dare to break the rules and risk disgrace, all for the sake of love.


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tonisandsAuthor Bio and Links:

Toni Sands lives in Wales and writes as much as she can when she’s not watching tennis, walking by the river or cooking. She writes erotic romance for Xcite Books.

You can find her on Facebook http://tiny.cc/7lcfix

Her Amazon author page link is http://tiny.cc/8jcfix

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City Nights: One Night in Paris by Lucy Felthouse @cw1985

City Nights: One Night in Paris by Lucy Felthouse 


Jacob is nearly forty, and has recently come to the sudden realisation that he’s not doing much with his life. Sure, he’s got his own successful business, but what’s the point in earning lots of money and not doing anything or going anywhere to spend it?

He’s in serious danger of being all work and no play, so he starts to rectify this by organising a twenty four hour layover in Paris en route to a meeting in Dubai. Whilst there, he goes on a bus tour of the city, and there meets Annabelle, a fellow Brit who’s studying in Paris. There’s clearly an attraction between the two of them, so when the gorgeous Annabelle makes an indecent proposal to help Jacob fill his time in Paris, who is he to refuse?

Buy links: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/city-nights-one-night-in-paris/

Add to Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/21923363-one-night-in-paris



Jacob huffed out a breath as he reached the kerb, shooting a dirty look at the motorist who’d caused him to leap for the relative safety of the pavement. Christ, he’d heard talk of Parisian drivers, but until he’d experienced the place for himself, he’d thought the claims were exaggerated. Apparently not.

Running a hand through his hair, he tried to regain some modicum of composure. It was not the best start to his day—all he’d done was catch the Metro to the Eiffel Tower so far, and he’d barely caught sight of the iconic monument before an insane motorist had almost run him down.

Checking his pockets to make sure nothing was amiss, he retrieved his pre-booked ticket for one of the hop-on, hop-off bus tours of the city while he was there. Horribly touristy, he knew, but given he’d never visited the French capital before, he felt it was excusable. Hell, he’d even booked a plane ticket with a nice twenty-four-hour layover so he could sneak in some sightseeing. It was going to be non-stop work when he got to Abu Dhabi, so he felt he was entitled to a little chill-out time before he got there.

He was the boss, anyway, so nobody could tell him what to do, where to go, or when. If he wanted to head for a brief jolly in Paris before a bunch of intense meetings with his Arabic clients, then he damn well would. What was the point in working his arse off constantly if he couldn’t reap the benefits? His fortieth birthday was approaching and the realisation had made him think. Almost forty and he hadn’t seen nearly enough of the world. Especially if you discounted hotels and conference rooms. Once, he’d flown to Rome, had a meeting in a hotel near the airport, then turned around and boarded a flight home. It had been worth it financially, but only months later, it hit Jacob what a colossally wasted opportunity it had been. Yes, the client had insisted on a face-to-face meeting, rather than a Skype chat, and yes, he’d needed to get back home to continue with yet more work, but it could have waited a day or two. Even a couple of days in the Italian capital would have been better than nothing.

What was the point in having plenty of money if one couldn’t enjoy it, after all?

With a decisive nod, Jacob checked his ticket for the location of the bus stop. He’d just headed for the Eiffel Tower in the first instance because he’d figured it would be the easiest thing in Paris to find. He’d been right in assuming that; the mighty iron structure pierced the sky, impressive and strangely beautiful. It was next on his list, after the bus tour, which he felt would help him get his bearings. He only had twenty four hours—there was no time to waste getting lost.

He quickly located the bus stop he’d been looking for, helped by the vehicle that had just arrived, emblazoned with the tour company logo. There was already a group waiting, and he hurried over to join the back of the queue. After a couple of minutes, it was his turn to have his ticket checked, then he was ushered onto the bus.

It seemed the majority of people who’d alighted in front of him had snagged seats on the bottom deck. It was far from full but somehow already felt crowded, so Jacob headed up the stairs, the child in him making a bee-line for the back seat.

He’d taken a couple of long strides when he saw someone already sitting there. A blonde, maybe a decade younger than him, and gorgeous. Their gazes met and they exchanged a polite smile before breaking eye contact.



Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over 100 publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These include several editions of Best Bondage Erotica, Best Women’s Erotica 2013 and Best Erotic Romance 2014. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has edited and co-edited a number of anthologies, and also edits for a small publishing house. She owns Erotica For All, is book editor for Cliterati, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more at http://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk. Join her on Facebook and Twitter, and subscribe to her newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9

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