Friday, 16 February 2018

Racine - A Sisterhood Story by Alison Clarke


Racine - A Sisterhood Story by Alison Clarke





    In Racine, the second book of The Sisterhood Stories, Alison Clarke, through magical realism, explores the power of story. Racine embarks on a journey to discover who she really is and unlock her heritage which spans back through all ages: past, present, and future.
    As she journeys to places both magical, real, and mystical she unlocks the stories of her ancestors to reveal her own destiny.
    Racine’s herstory unfolds, and she discovers that she is part of a great, sweeping mythical world that transcends time and space; and along the way, she is able to explore and deal with her experiences as a black child growing up in a white world, coming to understand that everything that has happened to her is part of a greater story, and one she has the power to narrate for herself.

The Blurb:

   In a world divided by fear, hate, and prejudice, Racine embarks on a journey to discover who she really is. After a life time of alienation and rejection because of the colour of her skin and her Black heritage, she discovers the ultimate truth of good
is wrapped up in the magic of the Story. Stories have the power to change the world, but first, the stories need unlocking.

In this thought-provoking, profoundly moving call-to-arms fantasy story, Alison Clarke tells the story of Racine's self-discovery and coming of age through her exploration of the 'Story' throughout time and ages. As Racine travels from the Library of Congress through time and space to lands both magical and real, she unlocks the mysteries of her own heritage and comes to understand that there are more things that join us than divide us. 

Winner of Canada's Diversity Magazine Award 'Writer Of The Year Award 2017' Alison Clarke writes inspirational, magical stories with a powerful message about being the change in the world we would like to see. For readers of all ages.




Biography





Alison Clarke is a writer/artist who also enjoys painting and drawing. She also experiences life as a spoken word artist.
Alison is the author of The Sisterhood, a young adult fantasy novel about Oppie, a sorceress’ daughter, and her best friend, Aurie, who is a dragon, and the journey they go on to save the universe. The Sisterhood is Book One of The Sisterhood Series, and is published by Little Bird Publishing House in London, England. Alison won the award 2016 Writer Of The Year by Diversity magazine for The Sisterhood. The second book in the series is Racine, about a young woman’s journey learning about her mystical beginnings on a trip to the Library Of Congress. This novel has already been nominated for Book Of The Year. This book is for children twelve years and up, as well as for adults. Books One and Two of The Sisterhood Series incorporate themes of the power of friendship, teamwork, and love.
Before Alison entered mainstream publishing, she was indie published with two picture books: The Adventures Of Eli The Elephant, and Eli Goes To The Moon. The second book she also illustrated.
Alison is very involved in the community, participating in events such as Black Arts Matter,
a festival focussing on the arts of black artists. In August, 2017, Alison was also part of Chapter.con, a book convention where she met fantasy authors from around the world.
She was also a panellist talking about the importance of diversity in young adult literature. Chapter.con was organized by the publisher of her Sisterhood Series, Little Bird Publishing House. For Alison, life is an interesting journey. Whether she is immersing herself in poetry, prose, or visual art, Alison is at home.









Why not go and check out Alison's writing 

Love n stuff

Scarlett 

xXx






Wednesday, 14 February 2018

#New Release from Pandora Spocks - Chasing Ordinary


Chasing Ordinary





The Basics:
Title: Chasing Ordinary
Release Date: February 13, 2018
Genres: Contemporary Erotic Romance
Heat Level: Erotic
Word count: 94,262
Author: Pandora Spocks
Cover Design: Linzi Basset


Blurb:
Red-haired Petey Cavanaugh is a sculptor who welds steel and glass creations.  A young widow, she lives on her in-laws’ sheep ranch in Montana where she helps out during the day, working on her art at night.
Looking to raise money to expand the ranch’s business, she gratefully accepts her art school roommate’s offer of a gallery show in Manhattan.  It’s been years since she was in the city, and she’s happy to visit her old friend.
Nik is in New York on business.  He’s been traveling for nearly a month, enduring endless meetings, attending obligatory dinners, and battling jet-lag.  On his way to yet another business dinner, his world collides with Petey's one rainy Manhattan night.
Their mutual attraction is immediate, but Nik’s skeptical.  Could it possibly be that this gorgeous, enchanting artist has no idea that he’s Europe’s most eligible prince?
Spending time with Petey is Nik’s first-ever taste of ordinary.  What will happen when she finds out the truth?

Author Bio:
Pandora Spocks is a sassy ginger and hopeless romantic, living her happily ever after in South Florida.  She enjoys reading and writing literary erotic romance. 

She is the author of the three-novel epic romance Rannigan’s Redemption, and a naughty little romantic novella, Just One Night.  Her Dream Dominant Collection is a series of light BDSM stand-alone novels featuring sexy Alpha males and the strong red-haired submissives who can’t resist them.  The collection currently includes three novels: Luke & Bella, Lost & Bound, and For Sparrow.

Pandora is busy on her laptop, working on her next spicy romance.

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Excerpt:


Howard had been talking nonstop for twenty minutes.  Each time Petey thought she’d found the opportunity to extricate herself, he continued his rambling, while edging ever closer, invading her personal space, and chatting about his work and his home in New Jersey.  He seemed to be one of those individuals who was completely inept at picking up on social cues.
She’d just worked up the gumption to simply excuse herself the next time he came up for air, when she heard a familiar voice.
There you are, darling!”  Nik swooped in, handing her a glass of wine.  “I’m so sorry I’m late.  Will you ever forgive me?”  He wrapped an arm around her waist and kissed her cheek.
Stunned, Petey stammered a bit.  “Um, yes.  Well…darling, yes, you certainly are late.  What’s up with that?  I’ve been waiting for you.”
“I know.  But traffic was a nightmare, what with the rain.  You just wouldn’t believe it.”  Nik turned to Howard.  “Who’s your friend?”  He smiled pleasantly at the confused man.
“Oh, sorry.  Nik, this is Howard.  Howard, meet Nik.”
Howard worked his mouth, but was blissfully silent.
Nik reached to shake his hand.  “So nice to meet you.  If you’ll excuse us, I need to make up for lost time.  Come, darling.”
He grasped Petey’s hand and led her to the opposite side of the gallery.  When they reached a quiet corner, he turned and smiled at her.
She gave a relieved laugh.  “Oh, my God, for the second time tonight, you saved my bacon.”
Nik laughed, too.  “The exasperation on your face said that you needed rescuing.  Who was he anyway?”
“Some guy that my friend Jules thought I should meet.  I mean, he’s nice enough, but he had absolutely no sense of personal space.  And he would notstop talking.  Sheesh!”
“He’s probably just shy in the presence of such a pretty woman.”  Nik’s blue eyes sparkled.
Petey rolled her eyes.  “Yes, I’m sure that’s it,” she said sarcastically.  “I guess you ditched your business dinner?”
Nik nodded. “I did.”
She eyed him curiously.  “What kind of business are you in?”
He paused a beat.  “I’m in international finance and development.”
Warmth flooded her face, and she knew she was blushing.  A sheepish smile curled her lips.  “I have no idea what that means.”
He smiled, too.  “I travel and meet with business people, mostly, occasionally politicians, and we discuss ways to improve our national economies, and ways to assist developing economies as well.”
“Oh.  I’m sure Jules would understand completely.  She has a sharp business mind.  I’m just so,” she gave a self-deprecating chuckle, “right-brained.”
She fanned herself lightly with her hand.  “So, you’d had enough of finances and development for one night?”
Nik nodded agreeably.  “I’ve worked all day.  As I sat listening to more business conversation, all I could think was that I’d like to attend the gallery opening of a promising young sculptor.”
Petey’s eyes sparkled mischievously.  “Well, if I hear of any, I’ll let you know.”  They both laughed together.
“I just watched your video.  Such an interesting way to introduce yourself to patrons.”
“Oh, that.”  Petey blushed.  “Jules flew out to Montana a couple of months ago.  She hired a film crew to follow me for a day, do interviews and stuff.  Then they just put it together.”
He regarded her curiously, eyes sparkling.  “What are the chances you’d give me a guided tour of this incredible exhibit?”
She pretended to consider his request.  “Well, you did see to it that I was put back together after being blasted by that tidal wave.   And, you rescued me from being talked to death by a close-talking dentist.  I’d say your odds are pretty good.”  She laughed.  “I think bringing me a glass of wine put you over the top, though.”
Nik laughed, too.  “Lucky for me, then.”
“Lucky for you.  Okay, let’s take a tour.”





Excerpt: 



               Petey sighed, pushing away her plate.  “What are we doing, Nik?  I mean, we live
 completely different lives.  I’m going back to Montana.  You’re going back to Beruvia.”  
She looked to him, eyes shining.  “I don’t have any grand expectations.  If we’re just having a sexy fling, I’m okay with that.  And in that case, it would be pointless to make a public stand.”
            Nik pushed back his chair and squatted beside Petey.  Taking her hands in his, he
 looked into her eyes.  “Petey, this isn’t just a fling for me.  I’ve fallen in love with you.”
            “Nik, just because we’ve had great sex, I don’t expect you to…you know, use the ‘l’ word.
  That’s a big step, and it means something to me.”
            He placed her hand over his heart.  “I love you, Petey Cavanaugh.  As far as our different worlds, we have air travel, and telephones, and internet.  We can make this work.  If you feel 
the same way.”  Uncertainty wavered in his eyes.
            Petey felt her heart begin to melt again, and this time, she didn’t stop it.  “I love you, too, Nik.  I tried not to, but there it is.”
            He beamed at her.  “Then we’ll figure out how to make this work.  And the first step is going public.”  He kissed her hands, then stood, pulling her to him.  Gazing down at her he cupped her cheek with his hand.  “We’ll make this work.”  
Eyes blazing, he lowered his head, crushing her lips with his.  She matched his fervor, her tongue tangling with his, and she gripped his broad shoulders tightly as she attempted to find leverage.  He lifted her onto the edge of the table, not bothering to break the kiss as he shoved their dinner detritus further down the table and out of their way.  
Gently her lowered her onto her back on the wide mahogany table, her legs dangling off the edge.  Releasing her lips, he stood over her, grinning wolfishly as he used his body to further spread her legs.  “I do so love the sight of you in my shirt,” he purred, releasing the single button she’d bothered with, revealing all her naked glory.
            She smiled seductively, stretching her arms over her head.  “Do you, now?”
            He nodded.  “I certainly do.  I need another taste,” he said, licking his lips lasciviously.
            Petey drew in a shaky breath and chewed her lower lip as she watched Nik position his face at the apex of her thighs.  “Holy shit,” she breathed.
            Gripping the backs of her thighs, he buried his face in her pussy, assailing her tenderness with his day-old beard.  Petey gasped, arching her back, attempting to draw him closer.  She felt the vibration of his laugh.  “Mmm, you like this, do you?”
            “Oh, God, yes!” she hissed.
            Holding her legs higher, he lapped at her seam, paying careful attention to the tight bud at the top.  Petey whimpered, slapping the table on either side of her.  “Oh, shit, yessss….”
            Pleased by her response, Nik concentrated his efforts on her clit, tonguing it mercilessly as she tumbled from one climax to another, her release splashing over his chin.  When he finally stopped, she was gasping for air, a quivering, trembling mess.


Love n stuff

Scarlett

xXx




πŸ’– A Valentine's vignette- Lots Of Chocolates For Me To Eat by Bernard Foong πŸ’–



Lots Of Chocolates For Me To Eat



The festive season was in full swing when Walter and I came out of the Rijksmuseum passageway. Gigantic ten feet high alphabets of the word AMSTERDAM stood sculpted before us and beckoned us to explore the outdoor skating ring enclosed behind. Winter revelers wrapped in cozy mittens, ear muffs and toasty scarves twirled and pirouetted like ballet dancers around the ice rink; while others did their utmost to stay erect, and not to appear embarrassed by their lack of gliding skills.



Fascinated by this winter wonderland, I exhorted my hubby forward to saunter the array of twinkling stalls that lined the stockade’s peripheries. Little did I realize we had infiltrated a delectable Feestelijkemarkt (Festival Market) where chocolaatjes, snoeps (Dutch for chocolates and candies), and a variety of festive goodies were on sale.



The event’s jubilant atmosphere, the exquisite taste of handcrafted chocolates and the artistic craftsmanship of the delicacies on offer enticed the visitor to ogle and to savor. Like most public festivals, this fair had street performers, musicians, and parades to dazzle any livid roisterers. Tents and enclosed booths proffered chocolate massages, facials, body rubs, manicures, and pedicures; while chocolate sculptures, chocolate body painting, chocolate cooking and eating contests vie for attention at this expo.



When my beloved and I arrived at a life-sized chocolate gingerbread house covered with berries, raisins, and other delicious goodies, I was bewitched. Never had I witnessed anything with such an appetizing savior faire as I stood to admire this large chocolate gingerbread creation. Through the doorway of this scrumptious cottage appeared a man dressed from head to toe in white. His hair, face, and hands were partially covered with a layer of flour, and he resembled a life snowman without the button eyes, carrot nose, scarf, and hat. He carried a broom, which he used to sweep the interior of this fascinating concoction. Tobias, the creative baker who was responsible for fabricating this edible structure greeted us when we strolled by his stall.


Memories of my time in Germany at the 1966 TΓΌbingen ChocolatART Festival, gushed through my mind. I had documented that provocatively enticing event in A Harem Boy’s Saga – Book II – UNBRIDLED; a memoir by Young (aka Bernard Foong): myBook.to/UNBRIDLED



As we ventured further into this festal labyrinth, I caught sight of a fur booth. Cornucopias of scrumptious fashion items lined the shelves of the stall’s tiny space. I gravitated towards the fur wraps, hats, gloves, and shawls. One stole caught my eye. Although this long scarf was of faux pelage, the textural color combination was nothing short of prepossessing. I was already infatuated with its elegance before my husband urged me to try it on. Since I know the fashion industry inside out and am aware of the production cost of this caliber, I was trounced by the price tag. I was hesitant to pay the cost no matter how much I adored the stole.


God bless my beloved, hubby, who exhorted, “Darling, you do look stunning in it. If you truly love this Γ©charpe (scarf in French) consider it my anniversary gift to you.”
“But our 21st anniversary isn’t until Valentine’s day 2018,” I countered startlingly.
To which my beloved replied entrancingly, “Sweetie, you are my Valentine every day of the year.”
“I’m glad my fairy spell worked on you,” I quipped with merriment before we departed the stall with the captivating scarf to warm my freezing neck.
Bernard Foong (aka Young)


 This and other vignettes are documented in A Harem Boy’s Saga; a memoir by Young (moi – aka Bernard Foong) - (a 5 book autobiographical series): http://amzn.to/1FMlHVY

A Harem Boy’s Saga
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An enchanting love story of a young man who masters the art of unconditional love and discovers the erotic sensuality of coming of age in a male harem. 



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Tuesday, 13 February 2018

Goldie’s Surrender (An Adult Fairy Tale) #New Release by Felicity Brandon


 Goldie’s Surrender (An Adult Fairy Tale)
Published: 3rd February, 2018 with Stormy Night Publications
Length: 82,500 words


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Tag lines:

Guess who’s been sleeping in their bed?
The fairy tale is true…
If Goldie thinks one bear is her reckoning, how will she deal with three?
 #FairyTale  #SpankingRomance  #Menage  #BDSMRomance  #EroticRomance  #Fantasy



Blurb: What if the fairy tale is real?

We all remember the story of Goldilocks, the young woman who stumbles across the three bears' humble abode while wandering through the woods. You'd always thought the story was make-believe, designed to entertain small children, but what if I told you that you were wrong?

Goldie Locks is very real, a spoiled young woman living in a bubble of her father's wealth and indulgence. It is this Goldie who makes her way into the forest, losing her way and eventually seeking sanctuary in the small cottage she finds there. But little does Goldie know who really lives in the deep, dark woods and what they will do when they find her asleep in their home...

In this intensely erotic tale, beautiful, headstrong Goldie is left blushing crimson as she is sternly punished and thoroughly claimed by the three strict, ruggedly handsome owners of the cottage in which she foolishly dared to trespass. To Goldie's surprise, the bold dominance of her captors arouses her deeply, but will she run for her life when their shocking secret is finally revealed?

Publisher's Note: Goldie's Surrender includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.

Author synopsis:

The fairy tale is true…
Goldie Locks is very real, a young, over-indulged woman living in a bubble of her father’s wealth and influence. It is this Goldie who makes her way into the forest, losing her way and eventually seeking sanctuary in the small cottage she finds there. Little does Goldie know who really lives in the deep, dark woods, and what they will do when they find her asleep in their bed…
In this unique erotic tale, we follow the story of Goldie’s awakening, discovering how the masterful owners of the cottage take her in hand, and offer her a taste of something different – a life where she is cherished, rather than used. For her part, Goldie learns a thing or two about herself along the way, particularly how hot and aroused she finds the shameful spankings she receives at the hands of her dominant captors. But can the pampered princess really give up her life of riches, and surrender to the will of these three strange men, and what will happen when all of their secrets are finally revealed?







Intimate/flirty teaser:
“You don’t have to be alone,” I begin, raising my hand slowly to stroke the soft strands of fair hair from her face. I pause, absorbing its rich honey tones, and wondering at how beautiful she is.
“What will you do to me?” she asks, her eyes loaded with sin, as though she is at this moment considering all of the debauch options.
“What would you like me to do?” I reply, deliberately throwing her one of my most devastating glances.
Her lips part at my question, and I swear I can hear the pounding of her heart. “I don’t think I’ve ever been with someone so…” She pauses, eyeing me up and down again before she continues. “Big before?”
This time I have no choice, and I laugh gently at the thought. “Do you think you can handle me?” I say, deliberately wishing to provoke her.
Her right eyebrow raises for the briefest second, and I know she has taken my bait. “Of course, I can handle you,” she says flatly.
“So then,” I answer her with a chuckle. “You have nothing to be worried about.”
“Hmmm,” she replies, “not unless you…” Her voice dries midsentence, and something about the resonance makes my cock throb painfully at my waistband.
“Not unless what?” I murmur, pressing myself against her sweet body.
An unconscious groan leaves her lips as she feels, apparently for the first time, just how keen I am to keep her company on this stormy night. “Logan,” she breathes, her gaze coming to rest upon my own once again.
“Not unless what, Goldie?” I repeat, allowing my exasperation to show just a little in my voice.
She stills, acknowledging the tone. “Not unless you spank me again,” she whispers, her dilating pupils evident even in this light.
I watch her with interest. What an intriguing young thing you are, I think. The one thing that you protested so vehemently, now appears to be the one thing on your mind…
“If you behave, then you won’t need to be spanked again,” I say, maintaining eye contact with her as I speak.
Her cheeks flush, although I can’t tell if it’s with arousal or an evocative blend of her excitement laced with the obvious fear she feels. She swallows, evidently trying to play it cool. “But what if I want to be spanked again?”

Spanking teaser:
“Why are you being spanked, little fawn?” Logan’s voice rings out from above me.
“I was selfish and reckless, sir,” I reply, repeating his earlier words back to him, and praying inwardly that they will suffice.
“Correct,” he answers me, just before the third swat strikes me. I feel the sting as it lands, warming the area in that dull ache I remember. “You will never. Ever. Put. Yourself. In. Danger. Again!” He accentuates each word with a new spank to my helpless backside, and I yelp, squirming at the sudden ferociousness of the onslaught.
“Are we clear, little fawn?” Logan roars from over me.
I pant in response, the arousal and embarrassment burgeoning inside of me. “Yes, sir,” I gasp. “I’m sorry.”
“Not yet,” he tells me as he spanks me again. “But you will be, Goldie. We are going to do what your Daddy should have done years ago. You will be punished soundly until you are contrite, and then you will be loved and comforted.”


Short teaser – 
For a moment we are barely an inch from each other, and then – in a heartbeat – he is on me. We land on the bed together, our limbs knotting briefly before his powerful legs move between mine, spreading them wide apart. What just happened, I wonder? One moment I was empowered, devouring his beautiful cock, and the next I am flat on my back with this giant between my legs.
“Now I have you, little girl,” he teases me.
I scowl at him, slapping his strong right tricep playfully. “Don’t call me girl,” I complain. “I hate that!”
He lowers his face towards me, the muscles of his arms taking the strain without complaint. “I know you do,” he replies with a smirk. “That’s why I say it!”
He is so close to me now that I can barely even take a breath. I am pinioned by his imposing, powerful body, yet it is the weight of his stare which seems to paralyse me.
“I am not, and never will be, your girl…” My voice is raspy, and my desire plain to hear, but still I continue with my snarky attitude.
“You’ll be whatever I tell you to be,” he says with a grin.




About the author

Felicity Brandon is a #1 international bestseller of erotic spanking romance.
She’s been reading and writing for many years, and loves to delve into the psychological intensity of sexual submission. She has written erotic titles in contemporary, historical and fantasy genres.

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Love n stuff


Scarlett


xXx






Racine - A Sisterhood Story by Alison Clarke

Racine - A Sisterhood Story by Alison Clarke     In Racine, the second book of The Sisterhood Stories, Alison Clarke, through...