Saturday, March 19, 2016

Changing Roles



Title: Changing Roles 
Author: Ellie Masters 
Genre: Erotica, BDSM 









Kate Summers's career on the Force came to an implosive end when she was ousted as a noted Domme. She now subsists at the fringes, scraping by as she feeds off the misery of others. Catching cheating spouses for divorce lawyers has become her paycheck, and a case brought by the woman who destroyed her career will bring many challenges. To follow the leads and solve a murder, she must reenter the world that cost her career and change roles. There's only problem, she swore she'd never submit to a man—at least never again.





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Ellie Masters has been exploring the worlds of romance, dark erotica, science fiction, and fantasy by reading and writing the stories she wants to read. When not writing, Ellie can be found outside, where her passion for all things outdoor reigns supreme: off-roading, ATV-ing, scuba diving, hiking, and breathing fresh air are top on her list. With the release of her debut novel, Ellie is pleased to add ‘author’ to her life’s list of accomplishments. Wife, lover, and mother are her most treasured roles, but Ellie has played many parts: counter girl at McDonalds, a research assistant in a Nanofabrication facility, a rocket scientist, and a physician. Which only proves anything in life is possible if you set goals and never give up. She has lived all over the United States, east, west, north, south and central, but grew up under the Hawaiian sun. She’s also been privileged to have lived overseas, experiencing other cultures and making lifelong friends. Now, Ellie is proud to call herself a Southern transplant, learning to say 'y’all', 'over yonder,' and ‘bless her heart’ with the best of them. She lives with her beloved husband, two children who refuse to flee the nest, and four fur-babies; three cats who rule the household, and a dog who wants nothing other than for the cats to be his best friends. The cats have a different opinion regarding this matter. Ellie’s favorite way to spend an evening is curled up on a couch, laptop in place, watching a fire, drinking a good wine, and bringing forth all the characters from her mind to the page and hopefully into the hearts of her readers.






Changing Roles



Title: Changing Roles 
Author: Ellie Masters 
Genre: Erotica, BDSM 









Kate Summers's career on the Force came to an implosive end when she was ousted as a noted Domme. She now subsists at the fringes, scraping by as she feeds off the misery of others. Catching cheating spouses for divorce lawyers has become her paycheck, and a case brought by the woman who destroyed her career will bring many challenges. To follow the leads and solve a murder, she must reenter the world that cost her career and change roles. There's only problem, she swore she'd never submit to a man—at least never again.





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Ellie Masters has been exploring the worlds of romance, dark erotica, science fiction, and fantasy by reading and writing the stories she wants to read. When not writing, Ellie can be found outside, where her passion for all things outdoor reigns supreme: off-roading, ATV-ing, scuba diving, hiking, and breathing fresh air are top on her list. With the release of her debut novel, Ellie is pleased to add ‘author’ to her life’s list of accomplishments. Wife, lover, and mother are her most treasured roles, but Ellie has played many parts: counter girl at McDonalds, a research assistant in a Nanofabrication facility, a rocket scientist, and a physician. Which only proves anything in life is possible if you set goals and never give up. She has lived all over the United States, east, west, north, south and central, but grew up under the Hawaiian sun. She’s also been privileged to have lived overseas, experiencing other cultures and making lifelong friends. Now, Ellie is proud to call herself a Southern transplant, learning to say 'y’all', 'over yonder,' and ‘bless her heart’ with the best of them. She lives with her beloved husband, two children who refuse to flee the nest, and four fur-babies; three cats who rule the household, and a dog who wants nothing other than for the cats to be his best friends. The cats have a different opinion regarding this matter. Ellie’s favorite way to spend an evening is curled up on a couch, laptop in place, watching a fire, drinking a good wine, and bringing forth all the characters from her mind to the page and hopefully into the hearts of her readers.






Black Wings




Black Wings
Iryna K Combs

Roane Publishing, 226 pages
M/F fantasy, mystery, romance, sci-fi, drama
Rated 2 flames


 A new time. A new planet. A new world. New technologies. Two new humanoid species. A new war.

The two species separate, but in the removal, some of the best are left behind among the worst. Captured and held as slaves, they are treated cruelly for entertainment. Torture. Pain.
Annabel, endures a year of such cruelty, kept alive only by way of syringes which, while healing, cause a greater agony. She discovers a secret held by their leader, and decides to help her own kind by escaping–even if it means a final death, preferable to the life she has endured.
Her escape succeeds, and she joins her own kind at the other end of the planet. Among her new friends she meets many who help her adjust to their happier life. Will Annabel find romance? Or will another war break her down?



Available now in ebook, only at  Amazon  for 99¢ for a limited time !
Price goes up to $2.99 on March 25rd, then $4.99 on March 25th




Excerpt
Annabel stopped for a moment and closed her eyes, knowing exactly the owner of the voice. She slowly turned around, as did the others.
“Already leaving?” Jonathan said walking up closer to her. “Leaving without your boyfriend?” He smiled at her.
“Don’t start, Jonathan,” Annabel said seriously.
“What’s there to start?” he replied still looking at her. “Don’t make me, and I won’t start anything.”
“I’m tired and I’m going back to the hotel.”
“Come with me, I’ll take you back to your hotel.” Jonathan reached for Annabel’s hand and pulled it closer to him.
“Don’t worry about it,” she refused.
Jonathan suddenly looked at Dexter who seemed to be calm, perhaps because fighting did not scare him. He was confident he could protect Annabel and himself.
“Why don’t you steal somebody else’s girl?”
“I didn’t steal, you lost.” Dexter replied, calmly standing right by Annabel.
“I didn’t lose anything,” Jonathan growled and moved toward Dexter. He punched him in his face. Dexter quickly reacted and hit him so hard Jonathan fell backwards to the ground. Dexter’s punch would impress even a big-time fighter. He was one of the best and strongest fighters Maximus had trained. Jonathan quickly got up and was about to continue fighting when the Old Opera House guards rushed over.
“What’s going on here?” one of the tall guards asked. “Who do we need to ban from next year’s ceremony?”
Jonathan looked at Annabel.
“Nobody, I’m leaving.” he hissed, wiping his bleeding lip and walking back inside the Old Opera House.
Annabel, Dexter, his friends, Hannah and Rick moved on to their cars.
“Your eyebrow’s bleeding,” Annabel noticed, looking at him as they walked through the parking lot. “I have an emergency kit in my room.”
Dexter told his friends to go without him and sat in the car with Hannah, Rick and Annabel.
“Are you okay, Dex?” Hannah asked with concern.
“Yeah, like nothing happened.”
“I’m glad it didn’t turn out worse,” Annabel said, looking at Dexter’s eyebrow.
“It’s nothing, but I’m glad too. I told you nothing would happen.”
“It wasn’t your fault, Dex,” Rick said, looking at Annabel in the rear view mirror and nodding. “He was quick to start the fight first, and you finished it. Like it’s supposed to be.”
Annabel knew sooner or later she would still have to talk to Jonathan about his behavior, and the longer she waited, the harder it was going to be.
They pulled up at the hotel and walked inside, taking the elevator to their rooms.
“We’ll see you tomorrow, Annabel” Hannah sang, pulling Rick by his hand toward their room as soon as they exited the elevator.
“Bye, Dex. See you later, Annabel” Rick barely had time to say, waving at them both.
Annabel and Dexter walked to her room with its small living room, kitchen and studio bedroom. In the little kitchen she opened the cabinet where she had earlier noticed an emergency kit.
“Looks like I got blood on my shirt.” Dexter noticed the sleeve on his shirt had red spots and began removing it.
Annabel saw Dexter unbuttoning his shirt and turned her head away. She knew he had a nice muscular body that would drive any woman crazy. He walked around the table and sat on the high round chair. Annabel opened the kit to make sure everything she needed was there. She prepared a peroxide solution with the cotton ball and came to the table, beside Dexter. She put the emergency kit on the table and faced him. Annabel could not help gazing at his body, and she began to feel jumpy. She kept a tight hold on her emotions, as if she was not affected by him. Dexter was staring at her face—so beautiful, innocent and pale. He seemed to be entranced, not taking his eyes from her.
Annabel took small cotton ball and looked at Dexter.
“It might hurt a little,” she whispered reaching up to his eyebrow. Her hands began to tremble slightly, being so close to him. She slowly and carefully wiped the dried blood away. Dexter watched her face, not showing any pain or discomfort. Annabel noticed he was mesmerized, and tried to pay attention to what she was doing. After cleaning his eyebrow, she turned to put everything back. Dexter took her hand and slowly pulled her close. Annabel looked at him and her heart began to race. He gently moved his hands behind her back touching her skin, pulling her even closer. Annabel took a slow breath, feeling butterflies in her stomach.
She placed her hands on his strong shoulders, not expecting to feel his body on fire.



Author Bio:
Originally from the Ukraine, I am still considered a new face to America. Speaking three languages including English, that became just as natural to me as my native Russian.

I grew up in a town on the south of Ukraine doing the same things that other kids my age did. Dreaming, hoping and wishing. Growing up, I spoke absolutely no English and never even saw myself somewhere abroad. Nevertheless writing a novel in another language!

I went to the local school that brought mostly negative experience in my life. But it shaped me throughout the years. My college life was much better. I was known to study well and to go out partying as much as it was possible.

In my first year of college I began to work in the marriage agency and met my future husband. We dated and traveled to most of the Europe along with Egypt.

When I finally got my fiancée visa, we both moved to the states, where soon after, got married. In the first few years I did some modeling and acting. Photo-shoots, run-way and photo in the magazine fulfilled my childhood's dream.

A few years later I became a mother of a wonderful and most handsome little boy. Along with learning and experiencing motherhood, I began to make hand-made jewelry and organic soaps. This hobby turned into my small business and became bigger than I thought it would.

In the last year I discovered: an author lives inside me. Never did I think that I would write an English book and that I would love doing it. But I did! And I loved it!

Here is where you can find me:

The Fall Crash #2

Title: Fall Series: Crash #2 Author: Stacey Brandon & Karen Bell Genre: Contemporary Romance Release Date: March 15, 2016
Liv is smart, sexy, and confident. Just ask her. She isn’t shy. Her photography business is starting to really take off, she has amazing friends, and there has never been a shortage of boyfriends. With so much to offer, why hasn’t she ever fallen in love? 
Zac followed his dream and just opened his first restaurant. He is also about to marry the woman he has loved since he was in high school. He has his life right on track and couldn’t be happier.
When Liv is hired to photograph Zac’s upcoming wedding, she realizes why she’s never been in love before… She hadn’t met the right guy yet. 
When Zac gets to know the photographer for his wedding, he can’t stop thinking about her. It doesn’t change his love for his fiance’… but Liv fascinates him and that scares him more than he wants to admit.
What happens when you fall for a guy that already belongs to someone else?
 
“Another Awesome Awesome read from the Brandon-Bell duo. Laugh out loud, sweet romance!” - Swoon Worthy Books
“I am officially hooked on this incredible writing duo. Stacey and Karen are unbelievable.” - Goodreads Reviewer
I spin around and come face to chest with a dark blue dress shirt and gray patterned tie. Raising my chin up, and then even farther up, I encounter the underside of a strong jawline. Clean shaven, but dark enough to suggest a razor will be needed again soon, there’s a strong cleft in the chin and I inhale sharply with recognition. It’s him. 
Dark, thick hair tops an angular face that I itch to photograph. That bone structure! His warm chocolate eyes are heavy lidded and lazily sexy but the thin silvery scar bisecting his left eyebrow leaves me no doubt that it’s him. He’s my idea of male perfection. Even though he and I have never been introduced, this beautiful stranger has unknowingly played a starring role in many of my fantasies over the past year.
Taking a small step back, I try to give him a normal amount of personal space. What I really want to do is share his personal space.  
He smiles, one side pulling up higher than the other, and puts his hand forward. “Hello.” The deep smoothness of his voice makes me forget how to breathe. What the fuck is wrong with me? I don’t get nervous around guys…I make them nervous. I’ve been told that I’m an acquired taste but I’ve always taken it as a compliment. Who wants easy and uncomplicated? That would be boring.
I continue standing in front of him with hands hanging limply at my side and mouth slack. I have to accept that for the first time, I can’t think of a single thing to say.
“Zac!” Logan booms, saving me. “I want you to meet Liv. She’s the one I told you about.” My best friend’s fiancé comes over, standing right next to this god among mortals and looks at me expectantly. 
I think I’m supposed to be doing something now. What in the hell am I supposed to be doing?
“Liv?” Charli comes closer and elbows me hard enough to push my fog of lust away a little…a very little.
“Damn,” I breathe out and the guys erupt in laughter. Charli cringes but she knows me well enough that she shouldn’t be surprised. My mom says I was born without the ability to filter my words. My other mom is sure it’s a learned habit I picked up from her. I feel like this is an asset. I don’t bullshit people.
I drag out all the social niceties my poor mom has tried to instill in me. “It’s nice to meet you, Zac” I manage to spit out. For my friend’s sake, I try to appear nice and normal. Hopefully, I’m pulling it off, but when I put my hand out and it disappears into his, I have to keep reminding myself it’s not polite to ask someone you just met if you can see them naked. 
There’s a twinkle in the bottomless depths of his eyes and I find myself desperately needing to swallow. “You too, Liv.” He then twists to the side and pulls someone out from behind him. He puts his arm around her. “This is my fiancé, Sabrina.”
Fuck me. Of course, she is.
I pull my best friend out of her chair and drag her off to the ladies’ room. Logan furrows his brow but keeps his seat. He’s used to me hauling Charli away when I need her. They’ve been married for a couple months now but she’s been my best friend for my whole life.
“What’s wrong?” she asks as soon as the door swings shut behind us.  
I bend down and look under each stall door to make sure we are alone and then crumple onto the bench in the small sitting area that adjoins the bathroom. “Charli, be honest with me. Is it wrong to be at a wedding and want to fuck the groom?”
“Oh, Liv…” Charli lowers herself beside me and pulls my head over to rest on her shoulder. “I was afraid of this.”
I jerk my head up in shock. “What do you mean, you were afraid of this?” I yell. “You knew and didn’t say anything?” I’m practically shrieking now.
“Shut up! Someone is going to hear you! In case you forgot, there is a wedding reception taking place out there and I doubt you want Zac and Sabrina’s family and friends to realize you’re hot for him!” Only Charli can yell at me in a whispered voice and sound so serious.
“If you suspected, why didn’t you tell me?”
“If you felt like this, why didn’t you tell me?
“Good point. I was embarrassed,” I admit.
“You’re never embarrassed,” she counters.
“Okay, well maybe not embarrassed… but ashamed. I don’t play with things that aren’t mine.  I really like Zac. Yes, he’s amazing to look at but he’s also fun to be around. He gets my sense of humor, which probably means he’s a little off, and he isn’t intimidated by me, either. He loves his restaurant and what he does, he adores his brother, and he loves…”
“He loves Sabrina,” Charli finishes.
I bury my face in my hands and groan in frustration. “I know.”
“Do you?”
“Yes, damn it. I do. And I can’t even wish that he didn’t love her because then he’d be a douchebag for stringing her along. I want him but if he wanted me too, then that would be awful. I don’t want him to doubt his love for her and I certainly couldn’t want someone that is capable of cheating. I’m completely screwed.”
“Yep, pretty much.” She wraps an arm around my shoulders. “But I still love you. And I know the right guy is out there and when you find him, this won’t even matter anymore. In the meantime, I’m sorry.”
“I can’t even get drunk. I still have to take the rest of the damn wedding pictures.”

Once upon a time, these two hookers became best friends… Stacey Brandon and Karen Bell both live in the same small Texas town on the Gulf Coast, are happily married and the proud Moms of awesome kids. Stacey owns and runs a photography studio and Karen designs and sews her own children’s clothing line. They met over fifteen years ago when they decided to turn one large professional space into a single home for both businesses. Well, that’s all the boring facts expected to be included in an “about the author” page, right? The reality is so much more fun. Stacey and Karen and their families spend holidays together, travel together… and generally turn every situation into something crazy and chaotic. They are both fluent in English, Sarcasm and Profanity and have decided the irrefutable proof of their best friend status is how often people assume they are “together” when in public. The poor husbands are good sports about it… and might even encourage this misconception at times for sheer entertainment value. When Karen battled cancer… and kicked its ass… in 2014, they learned to value every day and quit worrying about what others think. Do what you love! Karen is happy to take advantage of the situation though. She loves to remind everyone she “had the CANCER, dammit!” and now she can always and forever claim the last brownie ;)
 
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