My name is Nathan Stone, and I’m part owner of a BDSM club called The Onyx Room – and I’m not like any other man you’ve ever met.I own the club with my two best friends, Matthew and Brandon. I’m the dungeon Master who runs The Onyx Room. Matthew and Brandon support me.
I’m also in love with my girl. Bianca and I have been together since the night she got in my car to sell me her body. She thought I’d take her for an hour to sate my carnal desire, but what she didn’t know was that I’d seen her before and purposely bought her to save her from herself.
Bianca needed more than a Dominant. She needed a Master. My name is Master Nathan Stone, and welcome to my world.
*Possible triggers, coarse language, graphic sex and adult themes.
CARNAL: relating to or given to crude bodily pleasures and appetites
To read Carnal Desire by Sebastian Ex, the above statement describes this book perfectly.
As co-owner of a BDSM club, the Onyx Room, meet Master Nathan and his slave Bianca. I am reading Book #3 out of order. It can be read as a standalone; however, it is recommended to read the series in order.
I am conflicted with this review. I love a MASTER/slave relationship in the bedroom, however to live it 24/7 is somewhat hard to get comfortable with. This element of the relationship I did not like at times.
Nathan loves Bianca. It shines through the story perfectly and I am able to walk away with a positive review. Bianca is a product of abuse and have given herself over to Nathan, as lover and master.
Nathan has learned to help keep Bianca’s nightmares and depression away by reinforcing her need for dominate Master/slave scenes. It’s great to see she can be just “Bianca” when she chooses and Nathan is able to accommodate her wishes. She has endured so much abuse in her past, I’m happy she can function in a relationship. It’s obvious he loves her and wants to ensure her mental well-being.
In closing, I love the happy ever after. I am also thrilled to see Nathan and Bianca can tweak their relationship as needed. As a BDSM themed romance, the sex is very hot and dirty. If you are not comfortable with the 24/7 lifestyle of a Master/slave paradigm, you have been warned.
3.5 KINK Review I was gifted this book by the author in exchange for an honest review.
Bianca requires aftercare as much as she needs the sting of the pain. I clean her wounds, and apply a liberal amount of Neosporin ointment and let the wounds breathe. I then cover her up with the thin blanket and sit on the bed beside her. “Slave.” Her eyes flicker open. “Here you go.” I unscrew the water bottle and hold it to her lips. She automatically reaches out so she can take the bottle, but I lightly smack her hand away. “I’ll take care of you.” Bianca smiles, then puts her lips to the bottle as I tip it so she can drink.“Thank you, Master,” she dreamily says before placing her head on the pillow and falling into sleep.
Walking away from the bed and to the opposite side of the playroom, I take my phone out of my pocket and call Matthew.
“Hey,” he says when he answers.
“Hey, I’m supposed to do an inventory check today but Bianca is starting to fall. We’ve just had a mini scene, but she’s out of it. Can you go in and start it, and I’ll be there in a few hours. I need to make sure she’s okay.”
“Not great, but I’m hoping this time I can get to her before her mind fucks her over.”
“Dude, whatever you need.”
“Thanks, can you go in and start inventory?”
“Yeah, I’m taking Ella to see Debra her OBGYN, check the baby and make sure everything’s alright, then we can head in and start on it.”
“Thanks, we’ll be there before the club opens, but I just can’t get there for a couple of hours.”
“Yeah, man, don’t worry yourself. I’ve got it covered, look after your girl.”
A serial lover of women, Sebastian was encouraged to pen his words when a lady friend of his compared some paragraphs from contemporary erotic novelists to his scorching, hot sexts. Now, Sebastian is about to release his debut novel in a bid to transition from landscaping to writing full-time.
Publication date: May 8th 2015
Genres: Erotica, Romance
Young investigative reporter, Cait Shaw, is not happy about her new assignment; investigating what she deems to be a “seedy” part of Chicago’s more questionable businesses. But her editor seems to have a personal vendetta against the elusive Mr. Justice, leaving Cait with little say in the matter.
Cait is especially shocked and conflicted by her attraction to the irresistible charms of Liam Justice. Liam is like no man she has ever known and she is totally captivated and unprepared for the sinfully erotic, passionate affair they enter into.
As her world is turned upside down, Cait must cope with her growing affection for Liam and his shadowed past.
I head down the hallway past the kitchen to the supply room. The door is stuck, and I give it a bump with my hip reaching around the doorframe for the light switch. The door closes softly behind me as I take a moment looking around for the cocktail napkins. The light in here is dim, but I finally spot the container. Pulling the sliding library ladder along the shelf rail, I climb carefully in my heels until I’m level with the box I want, delving inside to pull out a couple of the napkin packs. As I step down a rung, hands close around my waist startling me, and I step back off the ladder. With a little shriek, I fall into strong arms. I know surprise is registering on my face, but the angry eyes of Liam Justice, glaring down into my own, puzzles me.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
I push against his chest. “Put me down!”
Oh, this is too embarrassing. Not the fact that I feel a fool for falling into his arms or the obvious fact that he’s not happy about it, but because I’m suddenly panting. My chest feels tight, my lungs compressed, and I’m struggling for every breath I take. My lips part as desire coils low in my belly. His eyes flick to my mouth, and then back to my eyes with intent, slowly letting my legs slide down the length of his body. Standing in front of him, my heels bring me closer to his mouth, which plays havoc with my equilibrium. I sway slightly. Snaking his arm around my waist, he anchors me to his front as his other arm reaches up to the back of my head, his hand grabbing a fistful of hair, pulling my head back. An involuntary gasp escapes at his sudden move, and I grasp his broad shoulders, fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt.
“Are you trying to break your fucking neck?” His voice is soft, his breath fanning across my face. I struggle for a deep breath, his scent infusing every cell of my body. This man could make a serious dent in the cologne industry if he bottled his mind-numbing scent. His lashes cast shadows on his cheekbones as my eyes move across his face down to his lips.
“No.” I breathe, looking back up to his incredibly blue eyes. I hope he never lets me go—
He leans over me slightly, pressing me against his arm causing my back to bow. There’s some kind of pulsating, vibrating energy passing back and forth between us. I can feel it, and I wonder if he does.
I lick my dry lips. “You… startled me.”
Before I can take another breath, his mouth comes crashing down on mine, his tongue sweeping in to quickly stroke mine. His mouth is hot, and he tastes incredible. With a mind of their own my hands move from his shoulders to delve into his thick, soft hair as he presses his rock hard erection into my lower belly. His mouth moves over mine sucking my bottom lip between his teeth where he bites down gently. He keeps me anchored against his front, and I moan softly when I feel his hand slide up under the skirt of my dress, stroking my thigh, moving up to my hip. His hand is unbelievably warm as his fingers splay around my hip and dig into my bare bottom.
“Your skin is so soft,” he murmurs as his lips move along my jaw to take my tender earlobe between his teeth, biting down. I whimper at the slight pain.
I jerk and almost yelp, grabbing hold of his upper arms when his hand moves from my hip and cups me between my legs. He looks up to meet my eyes. Before I have a chance to decipher his wicked grin he’s twisting the fabric of my thong in his hand, his fingers shredding the delicate fabric as he rips it from my body. I do yelp at the burning sensation where the elastic bites into my skin.
“Caitlyn you need to keep quiet,” he breathes as he bends me back further, placing his mouth in the hollow of my throat, his hand once again cupping my sex. I squeak at the contact and feel his smile against my skin.
“You’re already hot and wet for me.” He raises his head to look into my face. “I do like that, sugar. I like that very much.”
Rivi Jacks has a lifelong love of books, and she is a true believer in holding on to a good love story. One reason her attic and barn are full of the books she has collected through the years.
She lives in the Missouri Ozarks on a farm with her husband, and when not writing or reading, she likes to take long walks down country roads, cook, fish, and spend time with family and friends.
Rivi has published two books, and she is currently working on the second book of the Sweetwater series.
Sarah has too many doubts about herself to believe she can be enough for one man let alone two. Can these souls find what they need to grow together, or will they leave more emotional scars to match their physical ones?
This Veteran’s Day, find home in the heart of our heroes with Broken Surrender, part of the Red Hot Heroes multi-author series and stands alone for reading enjoyment.
of the Red Hot Heroes Collection. A multi-author collection
of standalone stories that all feature veterans.
“So what have you been up to since you recovered?”The question caught her off guard. No one had ever referred to her as recovered before. Everyone still saw her as an injured vet, but in all honesty, she was as healed as she would ever be, and she hated the idea that she was in the world’s memory banks as disabled.
“I…um…well, nothing really at the moment. The VA set me up as one hundred percent service connected, so I at least get my medical bills covered, and a little bit of money every month. That’s been enough for now. I came down here for a job, but that fell through. I’m not sure what I’m going to do next. Just floating along until I figure it out.” She pushed her now lukewarm beer aside. “How about you? What are you doing besides rescuing damsels in distress?”
He grinned at her joke before responding. “Not much sadly. Casey and I divorced after I got back stateside, and I moved back here to room with Jeremy. He owns his own towing company. The man might be a whiz at business, but he’s a terrible housekeeper, so I pretty much spend my evenings playing housewife to my brother. I guess we both ended up in places we’d never imagined, huh?”
“Truth. I thought I’d spend a couple decades serving, and then retire out with a star on my shoulder.” Admitting the truth to someone stung, but she found Silas easy to talk to. She’d already spilled most of her heartache, whatever else she said wouldn’t much matter at this point.
“I don’t remember what I saw for myself when I enlisted, but I know it wasn’t what I got. Military life sounded a lot more exciting than it was,” he said with a chuckle.
“What? You mean you don’t miss bunking in the elements, carrying eighty pound packs, and fighting to survive with sand in your eyes?” she asked, pretending to be shocked.
“Nope, but I do miss the guys. We had a lot of fun over there. In between bullets and IEDs of course.”
“Of course. Goes without saying. I miss it, but it doesn’t do me any good looking back. I can’t change what is.”
Silas watched her for a few moments silently and then nodded as if he’d decided to accept her answer. There was a weird crackle of tension between them as they stared at each other, and then he sat back in his chair and smiled.
“Whatever it was that happened to get you to Stone River, I have to say I’m thankful. It’s good to see a familiar face. Especially a pretty one.”
Her cheeks grew hot, but she laughed his compliment off. “I never thought I’d run into anyone I knew around here, but I have to admit, it’s been good to see you, too. I haven’t laughed this hard in a long time.”
“Me either. Hey, you know my brother and I are going out to a friend’s house for a barbecue Friday night. Why don’t you come along? You can meet some more folks from around here, and make some friends.”
She almost said yes just to see his smile again, but then she remembered herself and shook her head. “I’m not much for parties anymore. I can’t sit still for too long without my back hurting, and I hate having to explain why I’m leaving early.”
“Then don’t. Jeremy and I will pick you up on our way out, and when you’re ready to leave we’ll just blame it on him.”
She couldn’t stop the laughter that bubbled up, and she shook her head. “You’re terrible.”
“The worst, but you’ll learn to love me,” he countered with a serious glint in his eye that had her mind dredging up all kinds of implications in his words. “Say you’ll come. I won’t leave it alone, so you may as well agree.”
“Okay! Fine. I’ll come, but don’t be surprised if your friends think I’m stuck up. That’s generally what people assume when someone’s always wandering off and bailing out early.”
“They’re gonna love you,” he assured her. “How could they not?”
Pushing back her chair, she rose and picked up her purse. “Thanks Silas, for the beer and the memories. It’s been fun.”
“I’ll walk you out.” He started to stand, and she stopped him with one hand on his shoulder.
“Thank you anyway, but I’m perfectly capable. My car’s barely twenty feet outside the door, and besides, this is as small as small towns get.” She squeezed his shoulder, and then released him.
“Okay, but I want it noted that I protested. If my mama knew I’d let a woman walk to her car alone, she’d crawl out of her grave and beat me with a willow branch.”
“Duly noted, Sarge,” she teased, clenching her fist to resist saluting him.“We’ll pick you up at seven Friday night, Sarah,” he reminded her. She waved, but kept walking. Maybe between now and Friday she’d come up with a good reason to turn him down. At the moment, all she could think of was, I can’t go because you make my insides quiver, and somehow she didn’t think that excuse would work.
Best-selling author, Lori King, is also a full-time wife and mother of three boys. Although she rarely has time to just enjoy feminine pursuits; at heart she is a hopeless romantic. She spends her days dreaming up Alpha men, and her nights telling their stories. An admitted TV and book junkie, she can be found relaxing with a steamy story, or binging in an entire season of some show online. She gives her parents all the credit for her unique sense of humor and acceptance of all forms of love. There are no two loves alike, but you can love more than one with your whole heart.
With the motto: Live, Laugh, and Love like today is your only chance, she will continue to write as long as you continue to read. Thank you for taking the time to indulge in a good Happily Ever After with her.
Silicone, surgery, and Hollywood starlets.
The land of the stars was beckoning and I answered its call. Now that I was free, well, as free as anyone could be, I decided to pursue something for me. To grab life by the horns and ride that sucker until I found my place within it. That decision brought me back home to Malibu, California, where I awaited the beginning of this next phase in my journey.
The job? Create a segment surrounding Living Beautiful for celebrity doctor and daytime television guru, Dr. Hoffman. The man was known for his cunning wit, good looks, and no nonsense lifestyle.
In a city that was filled with plastic Barbie dolls, and nothing you touched was real, I set out to find beauty. And in doing so, I found a lot more that, for me, for the man I loved, and for the rest of the nation.
In the tenth book of the Calendar Girl serial, Mia is settled in her new home in Malibu, California. Now that her debt has been paid, and the threat from her ex is gone, she no longer has to live life as an escort. Only life has thrown her some new challenges to round out her year.
Each installment in the Calendar Girl Serial will release every month throughout 2015.
Where have I been all year? I jump into this series because of three words: Silicone, surgery, and Hollywood starlets. Hollywood starlets are one of my favorite troupes to read in romance.
This is a story about Mia Saunders and Weston Channing. The story begins with Mia yearning for her lover Wes. Weston Channing is a famous sexy Hollywood writer who obviously loves Mia. Like a thief in the night he appears in Mia’s bed complete with HOT I MISS YOU SEX. Obviously I have future good dirty talk I will be reading.
Wes has returned damaged with a major case of PTSD. What happen to Wes? Upon reading the first chapter, I realize this series cannot be read as a standalone. Even though this is book 10 in the series, I WANT to read the beginning. I have to read the beginning. I NEED to read the beginning.
This short installment is complete with hot sex, dirty talk and a damaged hero who needs the love of his life. Receiving October as a gift from the author in exchange for an honest review accomplish two things:
I have a new series to start from the beginning. Let the binge reading begin.
I have a new author to add to my #must-read list.
As a 4 KINK review for The MILE HIGH KINK BOOK CLUB: A great read full of emotional angst, scorching sex scenes and a compelling story line.
Audrey Carlan is an Amazon Best Selling Author who writes erotic contemporary romances, such as the wildly popular “Falling Series.” She lives in the sunny California Valley two hours
away from the city, the beach, the mountains and the precious…the vineyards. She has been married to the love of her life for over 10 years and has two young children that live up to their title of “Monster Madness” on daily basis. When she’s not writing, sipping wine with her “soul sisters”, or doing yoga, she can be found with her nose stuck in book or her Kindle. A hot, smutty, romantic book to be exact!
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Union of Sin (Vault of Sin #2)
Author: Eden Summers
Release Date: October 27, 2015
Warning: Dirty tactics, dirtier sex, ropes, masks, guilty consciences, and love stretched so far, no one escapes unchanged. Not even you, dear reader.
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Eden Summers is a true blue Aussie, living in regional New South Wales with her two energetic young boys and a quick witted husband.In late 2010, Eden’s romance obsession could no longer be sated by reading alone, so she decided to give voice to the sexy men and sassy women in her mind.
Eden can’t resist alpha dominance, dark features and sarcasm in her fictional heroes and loves a strong heroine who knows when to bite her tongue but also serves retribution with a feminine smile on her face.
Roxy Sloane is a romance junkie with a dirty mind. She lives in Los Angeles with her hot ex-military hubby and her two kids. She loves writing sexy, complex stories about pushing the boundaries and risking it all.
by Whitney G.
Publication Date: October 22, 2015
Genres: Contemporary, Erotica
Fuck me recklessly
Kiss me harder.
Take me again and again…
He and I met under a cloud of clichés:
Boy meets girl. Boy charms girl. Boy fucks girl.
Our story was supposed to end right after the orgasms, right after we went our separate ways.
But then we saw each other again…
And neither of us could walk away.
Our rules were simple.
Our passion was scandalous.
Our hearts were supposed to be safe…
But when you find something so all-consuming—something so intoxicating and inescapable, you’ll risk everything you’ve ever had, even if you’re destined to crash and burn.
This is us.
This is our messed up love.
This is turbulence.
About Whitney G.
A self diagnosed candy addict, travel junkie, and hypochondriac, Whitney G. LOVES to write about characters that make you laugh, cry, and want to (in the case of Selena Ross) reach through your Kindle and slap them. She is the “imaginary bestselling” author of the Jilted Bride Series, Mid Life Love, Wasted Love, and Captain of My Soul. When she’s not locked inside her room, feverishly typing away on her laptop, she can be found here: http://www.whitneygracia.com She also loves getting emails from her readers, so if you want to tell her how much you loved (or hated) her stories, email her at firstname.lastname@example.org
by Veronica Daye
Publication Date: September 15, 2015
Genres: Contemporary, Erotic, Romance
Available on Amazon
“It’s only you and me here tonight. Tonight I am just a man, not a priest”
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I thought my days of temptation were over when I took my vows of celibacy and obedience. I was wrong.
Six years ago I met Ava and the man in me wanted to savor every look, touch, and taste of her. And I did. But I am not just a man, I am a priest.
This is my confession.
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About Veronica Daye
Veronica Daye can’t imagine anything else she’d rather be doing than writing. Well except maybe reading, spending time with her son, dogs, and family, talking about herself in the third person, or…ooh look at the butterfly! Veronica used to day dream about becoming a writer and now because of your support, she is. She will always be grateful to you, the readers, for coming along with her on this journey.