+Giveaway  Erotica, BDSM - novel TBR reviewer: Shyla Review  Wow was the first word that came to mind when I sat down to review this amazing story. If you’ve ever wondered what goes in a Dom/Sub relationship or craved a glimpse into the inner workings of BDSM this is “The” book for you. Becoming Sage, is an in depth look at one woman’s journey from a single divorcee to a slave, active in the BDSM community. Her discoveries are so much more than sexual, and the tale becomes more of an experience, than a read. This was such a well written piece I often forgot that it was fiction. Kasi Alexander really did more than put pen to paper, she captured a portion of her soul, and shared it with us readers. For that I say thank you, and had to give a much deserved five stars. The erotic content is not for the faint of heart, and some of the play may make you uncomfortable, but that’s sort of the point. Not every experience we have in life is enjoyable. This book plays a lot with sensations and pushing pass limitations, so be prepared for things, many may find extreme. If you go into this one with an open mind I think you’ll be pleased with what you find; even if it isn’t your cup of tea. ExcerptI’m going to have to do something that might look really strange to you,” she spoke quite slowly, obviously choosing her words carefully. “Strange how?” “Well, I don’t really want to tell you in advance, but I also don’t want you to freak out too badly. Just keep in mind that I’ve agreed to what’s going to happen, and unless you hear me yelling ‘Red,’ I am really perfectly okay. Can you do that?” “’Red’? What the—“ I started, but Jessie reached over and turned my face back to look at her. “I’ll explain all of this later,” she said. “For now, just keep in mind that there’s nothing dangerous, nothing to get upset about, going on. Everyone here is completely okay with what happens, and if I weren't willing to do it, I wouldn’t be here.” “I guess,” I said, patting my purse absently to make sure the cell phone was still inside. Rutger had walked up to Jessie and she turned to face him, and there was some kind of weird energy between them that made me back up a step or two. For some reason it felt like there was a sudden intensity in the way they looked at each other, like the air between them got thick with focused attention. Then he made a motion and she suddenly pulled her dress up over her head, causing me to gasp and take yet another step back. Except for her stockings, she was completely naked underneath. Rutger looked down her body, glanced quickly in my direction, then snapped a leash onto the heavy chain around Jessie’s neck. Then it got worse. Rutger led Jessie, naked except for her collar, leash, thigh-high stockings and high heels, into the middle of the room, which cleared out as they approached. I looked around, aghast, and saw that everyone was smiling expectantly. Were they filming a porn movie or what? Were they going to gang-rape her? Was I supposed to stand by and watch while they did? Rutger cleared his throat and the room went completely quiet. I felt every muscle in my body tense, as though my legs were about to take off on their own accord and make a break for the door. But, even though I backed myself to the wall and my hands clutched at it behind my back, I forced myself to stay. I didn’t think I was going to faint, but if I did, I wanted it to be quietly against the wall rather than in the middle of a crowd of people who might be tempted to take advantage of my helplessness. Rutger looked around the room and said in his serious, macho voice, “For those of you who don’t know, my slave will be celebrating a birthday next week. Tonight, then, I am inviting anyone who is interested to come and give her one birthday swat, as hard as you want, but no toys—only hands allowed.” Purchase HereCONTEST: Ms. Alexander is giving away an ecopy to one lucky winner. Comment below to enter. Contest ends Feb. 17th. 11 Comments +Giveaway  Paranormal, BDSM, F/F - novel TBR Reviewer: Luta Wolf Review  Layna made a promise five years ago. A promise that she feels compelled not to break. Never mind that when she made it she never intended to keep it. Though her best friend is truly terrified for her and that the cards foretell death, Layna knows she must face the past in order to ever truly be free from it. This book is heartbreakingly well written. I was emerged in details immediately and found myself lost completely in it’s haunting beauty. The author did a more than admirable job of pulling me into the dark dismal story-line of the occult. She did her research well as everything was accurate in concern with the good and bad practices among the occult. I didn’t feel the need to roll my eyes once. The characters are anything but mainstream, too in-depth and dimensional for that. While she does have characters that are clearly light and dark, she mostly leaves it to the reader to decide. Brandon really is bad news. He is the bad boy that all good girls should stay far away from. He knows this about himself, hence why he pushes Layna away. There in lies his redeeming quality and why as the reader you’ll find yourself rooting Layna on despite the fact that your thinking she is ten kinds of stupid for wanting him. So here we are with me giving nothing but complimentary comments and yet it’s only a four star. I thoroughly enjoyed the book and have every intention of re-reading it again. However with that said, I can’t really recommend this read to a majority and would actually advice some readers too stay far away. Setting aside the fact that this has some serious graphic BDSM with lots of pain, most emotionally impacted readers won’t be able to read this either. While I appreciate the amount of work it took for the author to inspire such emotions as fear, anticipation, suspense, despair, agony, and much more. She didn’t put the same amount of work into pulling us the readers out of those emotions. Your left with and almost melancholy feeling despite the book ending well. Really though for those that think they can handle it, Painted Love is worth the read. Excerpt“I suppose I shall leave you alone,” she said coolly, and, teeth clenched, she turned to leave. “You will stay.” Her breath hitched and excitement slithered down her spine at the command in his husky voice. On the other side of the door, a growing crowd mumbled in the gallery. “Come here.” She wanted to hop across the room like an eager puppy, but she forced herself to slink casually to him. She didn’t want to appear as eager for his touch as she actually was. She met his piercing eyes through a veil of mascaraed lashes. “You’re beautiful.” He tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. She nearly moaned at his touch as heat rushed from his fingers to her sex. Her growing arousal was nearly uncontrollable. She grabbed his hand and pressed her lips to his fleshy palm. “Let me please you.” His scent, his touch, the dark, heated look in his eyes, it was a toxic cocktail, and she was drunk with it. He smiled fiendishly at her plea. His evil grin sent electric currents zinging through her whole body. Pure devilry sparkled in his dark eyes. “On the floor. On your knees.” He jerked her hand and threw her to the floor. She scrambled to the floor and hiked up her dress. So much for trying not to appear eager. She watched him over her shoulder hungrily as he knelt gracefully behind her and unzipped his trousers. She arched her back and gyrated her hips in the air. Her lust turned to necessity. He tugged her damp panties aside and brushed her wet lips with his finger. She shivered. He grabbed both her hips and slid his hard shaft into her. She bit her bottom lip and stifled a moan. He pumped her furiously in a desperate race to completion. Every thrust sent shocks of pleasure through her body and created sparkles behind her shut eyes. Somehow, between the pulses of heat that throbbed through her, she was able to remember the door had no lock. On the other side of that door was a growing crowd of people, and at any moment, anyone could walk in and find them rutting like animals in the middle of the floor. The wantonness of it added to the thrill. She came hard, clenching around his shaft and grunting back a wail. He pulled her hips back and buried his cock deep in her. She shuddered and balled her hands into fists as her orgasm peaked, then slowly subsided. Her breath had not yet slowed when she remembered she was supposed to be pleasing him, not the other way around. He pushed her off of him and sat in the nearest chair. “Finish me,” he ordered hoarsely. Purchase HereCONTEST: Ms. Duncan is giving away an ecopy to one lucky winner! Comment below to enter. Contest ends Feb. 14th. +Giveaway  BDSM, Erotica, Steampunk - novella TBR reviewer: Luta Wolf BlurbAn airship pirate who ran away from his soul crushing London life, finds himself at an infamously decadent carnival out in the English countryside. A fellow pirate does his best to convince him to go and sample the lovely women of The Row, but Buck isn’t sure he ever wants a woman again. That is until a mysterious woman in a red dress and mask sits down across from him, entrancing him instantly. He follows her back to her red silk tent, where she puts him through his paces, whetting his appetite for more erotic delights. Each time he returns, she brings him further beyond his boundaries, while learning that he can help her break her bonds. Review  Buck couldn’t leave London quickly enough but now that he’s out in the world, he finds that perhaps losing control isn’t what he was really looking for. Jane is a woman of the night, one that holds the reigns tightly in hand. In each other’s arms they find sublime submission and control. The plot takes place in a futuristic Victorian world with a heavy dose of BDSM. With a plot like that, I knew that I’d either love the story or hate it. I’m picky about my Dom/sub and have come away more than once with a bad taste in my mouth from an author not truly understanding the lifestyle. That was not the case here as the author proved quit knowledgeable about the subject. I admit to being hesitant about the alternate universe as well. I needn’t have worried though as the author provided amazing details to the point that I felt she was literally painting this world for me. What I loved most about the story though is the fact that the woman is the Dom. Who doesn’t love a woman that knows what she wants and has full intention of getting what she wants. Don’t get me wrong though, Buck isn’t any less of a man, just that he also happens to be a man that knows when to let go of control. My only complaint with the story is that, I personally felt that it could have been drawn out a little bit longer. I loved everything else and look forward to more from this author. ExcerptThe Red Lady’s expression returned to blank beneath the mask. “What’s your name?” Alaric asked. “I haven’t decided what you’ll call me yet.” His heart beat picked up again, and a tremor started in his legs. “Why did you follow me here, Alaric?” He shrugged, not sure of the answer. “Well…this is The Row isn’t it?” “It is.” “And you’re a woman on the Row right?” She didn’t reply. Alaric felt his face heating, a faint prickle starting in his cock despite it. This was worse than in China, when that beautiful girl pretended to react to his clumsy fumbling and then tried not to laugh when he paid her for an hour and only lasted a handful of minutes. “Look, my ship’s just back from a long tour. I can pay you.” “We’ll see,” the Lady said, a small smile quirking her lips up. “You’ve accompanied a prostitute before?” “Of course.” He pointed at himself with a touch of bravado. “Pirate.” The Red Lady let a silence land there, stretching out before him. “Just once.” “It didn’t go well.” Now she was reading his mind. He should go, simply turn around, leave, and never see a prostitute again. Maybe she really was a demon. Maybe the mask was hiding the demon parts of her face. His mind was trying to move his limbs, turn his feet, push him out the door, but his body was entranced. The tremor in his legs climbed up to his groin, making him very aware of the way the dim candle light moved across her rounded body. “No.” “Why didn’t it go well, Alaric?” His mouth was starting to go dry. His hands were beginning to shake. “She laughed at me,” he told her, dropping his eyes to the floor. “Why?” “Because I…I couldn’t,I didn’t…,” He stopped, gulped, wondered again what magic he had run across. “Look at me when you speak, Alaric.” He lifted his gaze up from the pattern of pomegranates running along the border of the red rug and met her shadowed eyes. "I couldn’t.... I barely got inside her before….” The Red Lady didn’t reply. Alaric suffered a terrible moment of fear she would throw him right back out of her tent and let him find a lower class prostitute who would welcome a quick trick like him between the carnival crowd. “Fortunately, that won’t be a problem here,” the Red Lady told him, a smile spreading over her red lips. “Undo your trousers, Alaric." Purchase hereReview: Deviant Devil by Jianne Carlo 11/10/2011
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Erotica/BDSM - Suspence - Novel TBR reviewer: Luta Wolf BlurbDevil pulled the auction card from the envelope and read, “One blowjob in a private room. Condom mandatory. Touching only on my part." The last person Devil expects to see in a BDSM club is the best friend of his buddy’s new wife, Jessica Blaine -- the all-American, apple-pie woman he wants so badly it’s her face he's seen every orgasm for the last nine months. Is she playing? Exploring? Tough; she’s on his turf now, she’s put herself up for auction, and by God she’s his for the night. Jess is scared spitless. She’s going to suck off the man who may have killed Aung, the college student she mentors and who vanished three weeks earlier. When the wrong man, a masked stranger, wins the auction, she has no choice but to proceed. Horrified when she not only responds to the masked stranger, but climaxes, Jess flees. Devil lets her go fully intending to reel her in. His way. Review
Dominix Zubiri aka the Devil never expected to see his tormentor at the club, he has thought of no one else but Jessica Blain for months now. He never believed that the innocent Jessica would be apart of his life-style and because of that, he has kept his hands to himself. Now she is in his domain and all is fair. Jessica is under cover to find a murderer, never expecting that she might become the hunted. There wasn’t much mystery to this read but it was full of suspense. It had me on the edge of my seat but more because I couldn’t get enough of the character connection and who was going to pull what next. Devil is every bit the hot-headed, dominate male. He wants what he wants and he is going to get it but he isn’t selfish, he’ll make sure she enjoys it along the way. All that I can say is that he is the type of leading man that has me salivating. Jessica is portrayed in the beginning as being the all American, goody-goody woman but as the story develops she is anything but. Though she does have a slight innocents to her, it only makes her all the more attractive, yet she isn't completely innocent and can easly keep up with her sexy counter-part. The author did an amazing job of hitting the relationship between a Dom and sub on the nail. Just because Jessica is a sub in the bed doesn’t mean she is a sub everywhere else. Just because Devil is a Dom doesn’t mean her happiness isn’t top priority. All together this was a fast, exciting read that kept me held at full attention. Book TrailerPURCHASE HEREContestMs. Carlo is giving away an ecopy to one lucky winner. Comment below to enter. Contest ends November 13th. Review: His Elle by Jemima Valentino 09/15/2011
+Giveaway  Blurb A creature of beauty and intelligence is a rare breed, especially one who so wantonly offers the submission of her soul to another. Through a chance meeting at an urgent care clinic, Elle and her Master soon fall unintentionally and desperately in love, embarking on a deeply intense BDSM relationship. Knowing they must soon part, Elle is pushed further than ever before. Through one final limitless display of submission, expertly guided by her Master, can Elle truly release her fears and give him all of her heart? Review  I have never understood how a single person could completely submit to another human being. However, Ms. Valentino takes us on a journey as Elle learns to completely submit to her master and become his slave in every sense of the word….physically, mentally, and emotionally. The story begins with Elle’s Master (he was only addressed as “Master” throughout the story), sitting in his clinic office waiting on his next patient to arrive, hoping it is the beautiful women sitting in the waiting room. We learn of the explicit fantasies he is having for this patient, knowing that they are completely wrong and he could get fired for them. Fast forward two years and you will learn that “Master” is now involved with Elle, the patient he was fantasizing about. Within the two years Elle has been with her master she has submitted to him every way possible, except for one. Elle’s Master has given her the chance to show him how truly she is enslaved to him. Elle must endure a torturous beating to show how much she truly loves this man. She is also suspended, blindfolded and gagged before she realizes the true nature of this “session” with her Master. However, the love story between Ella and her Master is one of a kind. They have both fallen madly in love with each knowing that their time together is short lived. Without giving too much of this novella away, I must say it is ONLY a “recommended Read” for those that are into the BDSM “scene” and can truly understand the nature behind fully submitting to another person. Ms. Valentino’s love scenes are very graphic in nature and not for the faint of heart. Official Youtube TrailerPurchase LinksContestMs. Valentino is also giving away an ecopy to one lucky winner. To enter comment below. Contest ends | Every 10 likes we pick a random winner for a free book!
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