Wednesday, 25 May 2016

New Release - HARDENED by Ashe Barker


By Ashe Barker  

  • Stormy Night, 2016
  • Contemporary erotic romance / suspense
  • Approximately 73,000 words
  • HEA ending

#bdsm #eroticromance #ashebarker #discipline #dominance #spanking #contemporary


Despite the fact that he is doing time for armed robbery, Molly MacBride is drawn to Jared North almost from the moment she sets eyes on him. Even behind bars his confidence and dominance are undeniable, and soon enough she is willingly baring her bottom and placing herself across his strong thighs, surrendering to both firm punishment and intense pleasure.

When all hell breaks loose during a prison riot, it is Jared who saves Molly’s life, but she is so shaken by the incident that she quits her job and does her best to put him out of her mind. As the years pass, however, Jared never relinquishes his place in her heart—or her fantasies—and when she learns that he has been released on parole Molly cannot resist seeking him out.

Through a combination of hard work and natural talent, Jared has forged a career for himself as a world-renowned photographer, yet in spite of his newfound sophistication and wealth he is no less dominant than he was when she first met him. It isn’t long before Molly finds herself submitting to both his stern discipline and his masterful lovemaking, but can she truly risk falling for a man whose criminal past could come back to haunt them both at any moment?

Publisher’s Note: Hardened is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Wow! I was really surprised by this book….the story is about Jared and his choices and the consequences of those choices. The writing is very good and the story absolutely kept me turning pages until I finished the book. This book really earned its' 5 stars.

This was a good page turner as I was keen to see where their journey took them.

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About Ashe Barker

USA Today Bestselling author Ashe Barker writes erotic romance and spanking romance in a variety of genres including contemporary, BDSM, paranormal, historical. ménage, gay romance and time travel. She is a #1 Amazon Bestseller and all her stories feature hot alpha males and sassy submissives, often with a lot to learn. Kink abounds, and there’s enough dirty talk to satisfy the most demanding smut lover. However dark and dirty the setting, love always emerges triumphant, and her stories never fail to deliver a satisfying happy ever after.

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I’m really ex cited about Hardened. I’ve written quite a few M/f stories, and they mostly tend to start out with the male hero in a position of power or influence. Hardened is different. When we meet Jared and Molly he is a prisoner serving time for armed robbery and she’s a prison officer. The chemistry between them is off the scale sexy though, and even though it spells trouble for them both, but especially for her, they can’t keep their hands off each other. For a while I’ve been thinking about a story that starts out a bit different and this is it.

Jared is a bad lad (don’t we all just love one of those?) but he’s bright too, and talented, and can see where he’s gone wrong. He’s made some bad choices when he was younger but he’s determined to forge a different life for himself, though it’s not always that simple. I suspect the same is true for most ex-offenders – it can be hard to completely walk away from your old associates and as Jared discovers, the past has a habit of never being that far behind you.

EXCERPT 2 (X-Rated)

Do you want more?” Christ, I hope so, but for her first time this has already been quite an introduction to the not-so-gentle art of kink.
Yes. Please.”
Her voice is shaky but clear enough. I’m happy to continue if she is. I intend to push her to her limit or as close as I can get. She’ll leave here sore, a bit confused probably, but still craving more.
I’d like to use my belt. Is that all right?”
Oh, I’m not sure…”
Yes, you are. Remember, I’ll stop whenever you tell me you’ve had enough.”
Okay then, just for a bit…”
I don’t bother to correct that. In truth, I’ll be the one deciding how much she needs, unless she calls a full stop to the proceedings, but I think that’s unlikely. I’ve never had a subbie safeword on me yet. I ease her forward slightly so I can reach the buckle of my belt. I slide it from the loops of my jeans and fold it into a double thickness, clasping the buckle within my hand.
Ten strokes with the belt, okay? You can count them if you like.”
Her response is a breathy squeak, and she grabs my ankle again. I pull back my arm and take the first swing.
Molly lets out a yelp and her entire body jerks. I watch as the darker crimson line of the belt blooms across her right buttock, pausing to allow her to process the sensation and to settle again. It takes several seconds, then when she becomes still I drop the next stroke across her left cheek.
Molly flinches, but there is no sound this time. Neither is she counting, at least not out loud. I wait for a few moments, then deliver two more strokes in quick succession. This does elicit a sharp cry, and I half expect her to ask me to stop. She’s shuddering, and her grip tightens on my leg, but as the seconds pass there are no words of defeat or surrender from her. I allow her ample time to call a halt if she wants to, then I repeat the two strokes.
Molly manages to stifle a squeal, for which I am grateful. I suspect we are both mindful of the men milling about just on the other side of the cell door and neither of us wants to attract attention. Had I had longer in which to plan this scene I would have certainly opted for a more secluded setting, but we are where we are. Next time, perhaps…
I apply two more strokes with my belt, gathering in intensity now. Molly is absorbing the pain well, riding it like a natural. She is tense, still rigid across my lap, but if anything, she has lifted her cute bottom up for me to spank. I can only guess at what else might be going on in her head, but I know without a shadow of a doubt that she’s loving what I’m doing to her.
These will be the last two. They’re going to be across the backs of your thighs and they’ll really hurt. If you think you might scream tell me now and I’ll find you a gag.”
No, thank you. I’ll be quiet, I promise.”
Good girl.” I spend a few moments stroking her flaming buttocks, the heat radiating up into my palm. Molly makes a sound deep in her throat, which I swear sounds like a purr to me. I continue the sensual caress, pressing my hand into her punished skin to better drive home the experience, to draw out for her that heady mix of pain and pleasure that will set the endorphins coursing freely through her system. This is why I didn’t want to rush.
Are you ready?” I murmur.
Yes,” she replies, pressing her bottom into my hand.
I draw my palm lower, down over the curve to stroke the backs of her legs, the crease where her bottom meets her thighs. This is the sweet spot I am about to thrash. I rub her there as I lean to my right, just enough to get a decent view of her pussy lips peeking out from between her legs. She is swollen, glistening, the moisture betraying her arousal. I trail my thumb along the length of her slit, ready to withdraw at the slightest protest from her. She submitted to a spanking, no more, and I won’t push her.
Molly gasps, but doesn’t pull away from me. Encouraged but still cautious I angle my hand so I can push my thumb between her folds to reach her clit. She parts her legs and lifts her bottom up. I require no further urging. Her clit is plump, swollen with her arousal. I take it between my finger and thumb and squeeze, gentle at first then firming up the pressure.
Molly is squirming on my lap, wriggling and writhing as she seeks to direct the touch to her sensitive tip. I know just what she needs, and have no intention of allowing her to set the pace now. I trail my fingertips around her clit, then flick the end. I swipe it from side to side, then from the bottom to the top. She is panting, thrusting her hips back, wordlessly begging me for her release.
She is there, right at the top, hovering at the edge of the precipice. I tease her for several moments, bringing her almost to the point of no return, then allowing her to slide back down. Her breath has been transformed into soft, sobbing gulps and her thighs are spread wide. When I am convinced she can take no more, I lift my hand from her.
Close your legs, Molly.” I issue the command and wait for her to comply. She’s reluctant, but gloriously obedient even so. I transfer my belt back into my right hand ready for the final two strokes.
I thrash her across both thighs.
Aagh!” Despite her good intentions Molly lets out a scream. I expected this, but even so, she did promise me that she would be quiet.
Molly, I can still gag you.”
I’m sorry, Jared, truly. I won’t make a sound next time.” She sounds so contrite I can’t help but smile.
Good. Make sure you don’t or I’ll add on more strokes to help you learn that I mean what I say.” I keep my tone cool and clipped and the words stern because that’s what she needs. Molly MacBride is a natural submissive and she craves my authority and rigid control right now.
I drop the final stroke across her thighs, just below the first. She spasms hard, her entire body convulsing as she fights to absorb the pain. She shudders, her muscles softening as she lets it seep through her and away.
Even before she has finished processing the sensation I slide my hand back between her legs and rub her engorged clit. Her orgasm is instant, racking her body as I squeeze and tug on her sensitive nub. Her shudders, violent at first, subside but she is still trembling as I lift her from my lap and cradle her in my arms. She reaches up and locks her arms around my neck, her face buried in the dark grey fabric of my prison-issue T shirt.
I pull her in close and hold her. She is sobbing, her tears dampening my clothes. I rub my palm between her shoulder blades and kiss her short, sleek hair. It smells of apples, and something else. Cinnamon perhaps?
You’re okay, I have you.”

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Monday, 23 May 2016

Cover Reveal for All That We Are by Holly J. Gill

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He's a bestselling author.
She's a promoter.
They both lack confidence in different way
Can they break their demons and learn to trust? 


Holly knows that sitting behind her computer isn’t going to bring one of her romance heroes to life. And despite her matchmaking friend’s attempts, she’s still lonely, looking for her Mr. Perfect. Fairytales happen, right?

As a bestselling author, Ashton Noir doesn’t need anyone or anything in his life other than his imagination. That is until he comes across Holly’s Promotional Services’ website. Further exposure for his books can’t hurt.

Communicating through the Internet and then phone calls, professional interests turn personal. Realising they lack trust and confidence in different ways, can they have a future as a couple? Or are their dreams forever going to be their safe haven?

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A wife and a mum to three grown up children and recently became a nana to twins and lives in the UK. Holly J. Gill is an author of contemporary romance, exploring many new channels, paranormal, action, sweet, erotic, wherever her imagination takes her. Holly has been writing since being a young girl, having characters talking to her constantly, and longing to get their stories written. Finally, her dream came true over two years ago, when getting her first contract with Secret Cravings Publishing for her erotic Desires series unfortunately they closed their doors, leaving Holly to go Indie. In Holly’s spare time she loves spending quality time with her family, camping with hubby, seeing friends, listening to music, watching movies and travelling around England visiting the beautiful countryside.
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Friday, 20 May 2016

Blog Tour for The Prohecy Unfolds and FREE book to download Worldwide

Blog Tour:
The Prophecy Unfolds
(Dragon Queen)
Scarlett Flame

May 21st – May 28th

For Alex, this was supposed to be a fresh start.
New job, new part of the country.
But she got much more than she bargained for.
As she travelled through the Snowdonian National park, with its remote villages and Wales’ highest mountains, she stops to eat a bite to eat.
There she is kidnapped by three strangers, and transported to the Dystopian, Steampunk world of Syros.
A world of dragons, magic and werewolves.
Where science fiction meets science fact.
This is only the beginning of an epic urban fantasy, and the fulfilment of a prophecy over 200 years old.
Will she survive on a planet where three factions battle for dominance.

Book One of the series Dragon Queen.

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Finally, my life was getting back on track following a worrisome number of months.

I had had a great deal of trouble sleeping of late as I had been constantly disturbed by dreams I can only describe as nightmares!

These dreams always included the same shadowy characters with obscure faces. The one recurring theme being, I became intimate with each one of them. To say this wasn't in my usual nature would be an understatement.

In all my relationships I had always been monogamous. A fundamentally one-man-girl, who wouldn't dream of being unfaithful. Perhaps, because of this, these dreams proved very disturbing and included sexual acts I'd heard of, but would never think of taking part in.  Little did I suspect that these dreams would prove to be the precursor to an amazing series of adventures

This story proper, began one day driving through the glorious Welsh countryside on my way to check out accommodation procured in anticipation of my move. This would act as a base to work from Monday to Friday, at my new job

Previously I had worked in a general hospital close to my family home in Manchester. But wanted to spread my wings after ending a long term relationship with my childhood sweetheart,  Paul.

I realised that I now needed space to develop new friendships and put my love life on the back burner. My career would become my first priority. So, this became part of that plan. My new contract as a Children's Nurse for an Agency in a hospital not far from Bangor in North Wales which meant relocating.

On that day I drove through the Snowdonia National Park where pine trees crowded either side of the road. I spotted a little picnic area to one side, flanked by a small car park. It was a beautiful sunny day and as I had brought along a packed lunch therefore I parked up to take advantage of the sunny weather. As I parked I realised mine was the only car there, but thought no more about it. I had no problem eating here at the edge of the forest.

I retrieved my sandwich, carton of orange and my book and wandered over to the farthest table. From here it was possible to watch the squirrels and birds as they searched amongst the bins for crumbs.
I'd sat there enjoying my book for about ten minutes when two things happened. First, I became aware that a hush had descended in a flash in the forest. I no longer heard the scampering of the squirrels or the birds singing. When I looked up I couldn’t see any of them around the area they had occupied only a few minutes earlier.

The second thing was a sound that I could only compare to that of the sound barrier being broken.  A whoosh, bang and a slight popping noise. Yet an instant after, the birds and squirrels returned, chirping and moving through the grass as before.

I shrugged, went back to the page in my book and continued  to eat. However, after a while a sense of uneasiness descended over me. I raised my head to find myself being spied upon.

The watcher, a tall broad -shouldered man with dirty blond hair tied at the nape. His eyes the most vivid blue I had ever beheld. I estimated him to be about twenty-five to thirty years old. He regarded me with silent intensity.  His odd clothing caught my eye. Old fashioned garments, dark trousers laced up the front, a long-sleeved suede jacket of a similar material, and leather boots

I turned my head to check for any cars or vans on the car park and jumped as I spotted two more men. One to my left and another I saw in my peripheral vision to the right. The man on the left appeared to be dressed similar to the first, but with sandy hair and sea-green eyes.

In contrast, he wasn't quite as broad, although equally tall. All three men appeared over six feet tall. The last wore dark hair to his shoulders that hung loose, and I saw the most amazing violet eyes .
The appearance of these men with no noise, and staring at me in rapt fascination not uttering a word, spooked me. My heart began beating so loud and fast I thought that I was having some kind of heart attack.

But the most unnerving thing of all was all three men appeared familiar, a déjà vu sort of moment. I’d dreamt about these three men for so long. I knew at once these were the shady characters from my dreams.  Dreams that time after time had haunted my sleep over the last year.

I decided that sitting still was stupid, so made a grab for my bag and shot through to the right as I ran toward one of the many footpaths I’d spotted earlier.

My flight or fight response gave me swift feet, (or so I thought), but obviously not swift enough. Before I got ten yards down the path two of the three had already moved, appearing in front of me. Shifting so fast I could hardly believe my eyes. I turned to head  back to where I'd come from. Hoping to make it back to my car.

Fate once again took charge as I  ran straight into the third man, the blond. It was like running into a brick wall, as he ensnared me in his solid muscular arms. My heart stuttered, and I felt the zing of an electric current pass through my body. I never claimed to be a particularly brave person, and I hyperventilated, gasping. As I endeavoured to catch my breath.

One of them began to stroke my hair, saying “Calm down Alex, calm down. Breathe slowly we won't hurt you.”  but, at that point my knees gave way and I collapsed into darkness, terrified.

How did that man know my name was Alex?

I came to, lay on a huge bed in a strange bedroom – the biggest bed I'd ever seen. Enormous! All that came to mind was a little rhyme my granddad used to sing  “Ten in the bed and the little one said roll over” it was so big. The other thing I noticed, was the odd lighting. The fixtures resembled gas lamps of some sort, but were giving off normal light. Candles set either side of the bed were obviously not there as a decoration as they were all burnt down with use. How strange everything appeared.
Sat on the bed next to me, to my right was the sandy haired man. To my left the one with dark hair while stood at the end of the bed was the blond. I stared in agitation from one to the other and I panicked. Terrified, I speculated wildly  What do they want with me, and where am I? I became frantic and tried to escape to the top of the bed.  As far away as possible from my captors.

The sandy haired man handed me a glass of water but I was too frightened to drink it,

What if it was drugged? I thought in shock.

The blond began to speak in a  soft distinct voice. He introduced himself as Aston, pointed to the sandy haired man indicating that his name was Leon. Finally, nodding to my left and said “Vanda”. Each gave me a slight nod, but I still couldn't respond.

Where the hell had they brought me to, and why? How on earth did they know my name was Alex?

They continued to stare as if fascinated by me and my thoughts once again became chaotic.

I think Aston realised I wasn't getting any calmer but quite the reverse. As I was now shaking so violently my teeth chattered. He spoke again in a slow clear voice , in such a strange accent I considered might be European. Yet his words were clear and concise.

“Alex, you need to calm down and sip some of the water. None of us will harm you.  We could never harm you, but quite the reverse. Our intent is to take care of you and protect you from now on.”

Oh oh, that was the  wrong thing to say. Now, In my head I was thinking What! and I assumed that I had been kidnapped by some foreign gang and about to be abused by them all. Not good at all. I wildly speculated.

Vanda then began to speak, “Look at me Alex, focus on me”

I turned and gazed into those beautiful violet eyes and became powerless to turn away. Mesmerised as if set in stone I slowly began to relax. My breathing more even. Yet unable to comprehend why this was happening. Wanting to look away, my body not capable of cooperating. I remained transfixed.

Aston spoke again. ”We are not on your earth any more Alex. We are on a planet called Syros in a galaxy far from yours. Do you remember a strange popping noise? Well, that was a portal opening from our planet to yours. It acts as kind of wormhole through space so we can move with ease from our universe to yours. We have been visiting your planet for millennia.”

Oh God. I thought, Now I'm in an episode of Star Wars. This can't be happening to me.

Bound for Passion

When Vivienne sits inconsolable in the hospital chapel, the last encounter she expects is a fervrent entanglement with an otherworldly being, as passions increase she learns for the first time in her life the true meaning of out of this world. In the second, Sarah meets a new lover after telling him all her intimate fantasies in an internet chat room. And, the final story concerns the journey a young woman takes, as a Dominant offers to show her the ropes, in exchange for her submission via BDSM. Individually these stories are hot, but together they are sizzling

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Although born in Salford I was raised in the Manchester area and still consider myself a Lancashire lass.

I have always loved to read and write although began to write seriously about 2 years ago. My first blog post was published in February 2013 and since then I have gone from strength to strength. This has resulted in my being voted as Blogger of the Year 2014 on the site Skelat

My debut book Bound for Passion was published in late December 2013 and already has numerous 5* reviews, which I am truly proud of

My latest novel is an erotic paranormal romance set on a Steampunk world. The working title of which is The Prophecy Unfolds (Dragon Queen)

A member of #ASMSG and Erotic Author's Guild

Scarlett is also organizing the Manchester Author Event and Gig 2016

Tickets available to buy for the Manchester Author Event and Gig 2016 on the Saturday 13th August at The Red Rose Steam Society Ltd Mining museum, Astley, Manchester 
49 confirmed signing authors, 6 models and 6 acts playing in the evening.
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Monday, 16 May 2016

Release Blitz: Waiting on Summer by Bella Settarra

Release Blitz:
Waiting on Summer
Bella Settarra
May 9th

‘Collar and Cuffs’  Book One

He can dominate her body, but he can’t control her past...

After fleeing to Miami to escape her junkie ex-boyfriend, Summer Marsden finds work as a waitress upstairs in the swanky restaurant and gentlemen’s club, Collar and Cuffs. Although she loves the job, her big mouth gets her into trouble. Intending to resign before she causes more problems, she finds herself face-to-face with the enigmatic and dangerously handsome Nathan Faulkener.

Nathan irons out her problem and takes her downstairs to the Bottom Bar, which she discovers is actually an exclusive BDSM club within Collar and Cuffs. Nathan re-ignites her passion for BDSM, and their desire for each other explodes. He wants nothing more than to solve all Summer’s problems and give her the world, but she has secrets she’s never told, and a sordid, dangerous history that won’t stay in the past. When her ex shows up gunning for revenge, even Nathan might not be strong enough to save her...

Reader discretion: contains light BDSM, whipping, and spanking elements

In Bella’s world all the heroes are gorgeous hunks and the heroines are always beautiful. Having said that, she firmly believes that ‘handsome is as handsome does’ and that ‘beauty is in the eye of the beholder’. (She is also a big fan of clichés as well as alliteration!)
She has been hanging out with her ‘imaginary friends’ for a couple of years now and finds the profession exhilarating and intriguing.  Her stories are all Erotic Romances, although they vary considerably in subject-matter.
One of the things she absolutely loves to write is light BDSM and her Collar and Cuffs series (Etopia Press) received an ARe Bestseller Award for Waiting on Summer, which has also been nominated for a BDSM Con Golden Flogger Award. This series was set in a BDSM club in Miami, and was a joy to write.

She also loves writing Cowboy Romances and was thrilled when the first book in her The Men of Moone Mountain series, (Etopia Press), entitled Ménage on Moone Mountain, received a nomination for the Ménage Romances Fan’s Award 2015 and became an ARe Bestseller, and the third book in this series, Ménage on Ryder Ranch was also nominated for the Erotic Ménages Romances Award 2016 . The fourth book in this series, Ménage at the Mode Boutique is now also available in digital format. She is currently writing another Cowboy series, Midnight in Montana (Siren Publishing), the first of which, Dallas at Midnight, is already available, while the second book, Meet Me at Midnight, is due for publication in June 2016.
Her writing career began, however, in the fantasy/myth genre, with her first series Sirens and Sailors (Siren Publishing). Although this was a series of six novels, it actually started out as a short story! This was a delight to write and was proof positive that her High School Classical Studies lessons weren’t entirely wasted.
She has also had a couple of short stories published in Men for Hire and Men for Hire 2 (Luminosity Publishing) and even had some rather raunchy poems included in Coming Together in Verse.

Not everyone is perfect – but it’s the character flaws which make them interesting, she believes. As in life, things don’t always run smoothly, but it’s the twists and turns which provide the drive to keep going, even when it just feels like an uphill struggle. Bella is currently fighting her own battle against breast cancer – a battle which she is determined to win – and believes that all women have the right to feel sexy even when they are battle-scarred.
She hopes you enjoy your foray into her world and would love to connect with you at:



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Book signing in WH Smiths, Trafford Centre, Manchester 28th April 2019

I am proud to announce that I will be doing my very first solo book signing in the Trafford Centre in Manchester on the 28th o...