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Monday, November 28, 2016

If she can see evil, can evil see her? THROUGH HIS EYES by @AuthorDebCamp #Romantic #Suspense


Someone is stalking women and murdering them in Key West.

Psychics Levi Wolfe and Trudy Tucker join forces to help identify the murderer and stop him. Levi can channel the deceased victims and Trudy can tap into the mind of the killer. As a psychic detective team, they’re formidable. As lovers, they discover that they’re insatiable.

As they grow closer, Trudy wonders if Levi will ever completely trust her and let her know his heart. Levi struggles with his new, tender feelings toward Trudy and worries that she might be in over her head with him and with the case they’re working on.

Because if Trudy can see through the killer’s eyes, can the killer see her?




5 Facts Behind the Story I’ve Told

Sometimes it’s fun to “look behind the scenes,” right? So, let’s move aside the curtain and I’ll let you in on some stories behind what I’ve put on paper in “Though His Eyes.”

1.      Key West. I set this book in the Keys because they are my favorite place to be. I have a bumper sticker on my car that reads “I’d Rather Be In Key West” and that’s the God’s honest truth! The first time I drove into Key West I knew where stuff was located without ever consulting a street map. That’s never happened to me before or since. It was as if I’d lived there in a past life! I still feel very much at home there when I visit.

2.      Robby the Psychic. My interest in psychics began when I met a boy named Robby in the ninth grade. He was (and is) remarkable. Not only does he possess ESP, he has a photographic memory and he speed-reads. He could take home a huge textbook, read it that night, and then never look at it again. He aced every test. He could also tell what I was thinking most of the time – which is why I never played cards with him. To this day, I can concentrate hard on him and he will phone me. One time I dreamed of him and he called me from Russia in the middle of the night!

3.      The Roundtable. The Psychic Roundtable in the book sprang from a Writers Roundtable I attended for 10 or 15 years in Tulsa. Aspiring authors met weekly, had their work read aloud and critiqued by the other writers there. It was wonderful being with kindred spirits who wanted me to be the best writer I could be. The character of Quintara is based on the woman who headed that roundtable – Peggy Fielding.

4.      Chihuahuas. I love them and have owned one or more of them since I was a kid. My current crop consists of Mister Darcy, Slim, and Gypsy. I did have a gray Chihuahua named Mouse. She was my travel buddy and went everywhere with me when I roamed the country in my RV. I never had an RV that I dubbed “Gypsy Spirit,” but I did have one I called “The Blue Goose” and another one I named “The Rambler.”

5.      Fifty Shades. I owe a debt of gratitude to “Fifty Shades of Grey” and its sequels for inspiring me to write “Through His Eyes.” Although I’ve kicked around this story for a decade, I never had the courage to go ahead and write it. Then I read “Fifty” and my love for the misunderstood and deeply flawed hero bloomed anew. I wrote the first draft of “Through His Eyes” in a fever, fueled by “Fifty Shades of Grey.”






Author of more than 45 novels, Deborah lives in Oklahoma. She has been a full-time writer since she graduated from the University of Tulsa. She worked for a few years as a reporter for newspapers before becoming a freelance writer. Deborah's first novel was published in the late 1970s and her books have been published by Jove, New American Library, Harlequin, Silhouette, and Avon. She has been inducted into the Oklahoma Authors Hall of Fame and she is a charter member of the Romance Writers of America. She is also a member of the Author's Guild.

Deborah likes to write about strong, independent women and the men who are their equals. Her books are available on Amazon and she’s an Amazon best-selling author.
















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Tuesday, April 19, 2016

#NewRelease: Fractured Fantasies: Vol. 2 by Torie James @Writergurl216 #PNR #Romance @13_below







In the burning lands of rapturous fulfillment and unrequited desire, one false step can lead down the path towards delicious destruction. Impassioned appeals, sinful seductions and fevered longings can often hide degrees of twisted tenderness but don’t be fooled. Not all prisons have bars, silence can be deadly and even the sweetest face conceals monstrous insanity. Tread lightly, choose well or find sexual satisfaction at the dead end of one-way street.
Book One | The Factory
A glittering citadel born from blood money and power tripping provides the perfect stage for its mysterious owner and his young, dazzling wife. Before the final act is called and the curtain falls, they’ll both be tested to the limits of their personal, moral compasses. And neither of theirs point true north.
Book Two | Nevermore
Newlyweds on a romantic, Spanish honeymoon find themselves battling against stereotypes after a short engagement leads to a much longer commitment. In the shadows of infatuation, however, lay the groundwork for a cruel coupling that even death cannot part.
Book Three | The Nomad
In a post-apocalyptic, dystopian future, one young warrior woman travels the world in search of help against The Great Evil. When her travels take her far underground to the lair of the last great Champion, she finds duty mixing with desire and a tender temptation that threatens her mission.



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Torie James Bio and Social Media Links

Born on the planet Gallifrey in the constellation of Kasterborous,Torie is the illegitimate love child of Han Solo and  Daenerys Targaryen. Rescued by Gandalf shortly before her home planet was destroyed in the last days of the Clone Wars, she was raised in relative obscurity by her foster parents, Severus Snape and Pippi Longstocking. At the tender age of 113, she inherited the best little whorehouse in Texas and is rumored to be bringing Sexy Back. A self confessed chocoholic, she's been engaged to Willy Wonka despite gossip surrounding a lifelong affair with Bruce Wayne.

And clearly, she practices delusion on a daily basis.
The truth is, I'm just an overgrown kid with a vivid imagination who loves to write and share my crazy with the world. My future plans include, hopefully, buying a lovely Scottish castle and convincing Queen Elizabeth I that I'd make a fab addition to the Royal Family.
Three years ago, I finally got my 'brave' on and submitted a wee story about true love, honor, friendship and the magic within us all. That story was Timeless Night, the first book in a five book series I've named New Camelot. Since then, I've been lucky enough to have published Timeless Desire (Book 2 of New Camelot), Beauty and The Feast (A New Camelot Thanksgiving Novella) Ties That Bind (The Cloie Chronicles I), Fractured Fantasies (Valentine's Venom), Fractured Fantasies (Volume 1) and coming soon, Fractured Fantasies (Volume Two).
I live in Southern California, a stone's throw from Disneyland, with my family and the most ridiculously spoiled pets anyone could imagine. I wake everyday with the determination to make this life as random, quirky and beautiful as it can be.
 









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Wednesday, March 16, 2016

#NewRelease: Fractured Fantasies: Vol. 1 by Torie James #Erotica #Fantasy @Writergurl216





Past the shadows of lust and temptation there is a secret dimension of dark, forbidden desires. Abandon rational thought and step into a world of shattering rapture, furious ecstasy and burning secrets. Worship the flesh and submit to carnal seduction but remember passion comes at a high price. What are you willing to pay?



Book One — Point of No Return

One night a year, impiety and temptation take center court at the invitation only event hosted by the mysterious Avan Noxturna. Decadent darkness, burning lust, and wicked intentions hide behind innocent masks in the most innocuous places. The fires of hell may blaze hot, but the flames of passion consume common sense when obsessive memories escape to ignite an inferno of intimate bliss that will sear both saint and sinner.



Book Two: No Change Policy in Room 8

Nerdy sexpot, Maggie, is good at minding her own business. But when Tall, Dark, and Horny makes his presence known, she answers the siren call of anonymous lust on the first ring. Able to get her juices stirring, she’s more than willing to give this contender a shot. It’s been a long time since someone made the grade. Thinly veiled secrets don’t hold water when mystery bleeds into misery and pleasure demands payment with pain.



Book Three — Reclaiming the Rabbit Hole

Madly erotic and impossible dreams have turned Edee Carroll’s waking hours into an embarrassingly nightmarish reality. Carnal passion and a curious nature lead her through the doorway of a doctor specializing in her problem. There are some doors that should never be opened and when the road is paved with crooked desire and dangerous secrets, it doesn’t matter which direction the truth leads. Time is running out and there’s a thin line between satisfaction and suffering.



Book excerpt ((4/5 Heat Rating))

A blast of icy pain raced down her back, making her blink with the sudden onset. Her breath hitched, as though her ribcage buckled, compressed then released. A dull ache set up shop along her spine. Alarmed at the symptoms, she managed to set her shoulders stiffly, casting her gaze over the sea of people, weaving her way through, politely excusing herself when stopped by happy, drunk guests. She had done a full perimeter of each floor and now it was time to get to her office and wait for the offerings. Finding the twins, she conferred a few moments before heading to the elevator.

Then she saw him approach and everything receded into a hazy mural of shadows and light.

Golden brown eyes glowed under the lighting, the skull mask framing a chiseled face. Head to toe, in form fitting red, she remained hypnotized by the pure masculine grace, watching him unfurl from the shadows in wraithlike glory, making his way towards her stealthily.

A rush of pure pleasure slammed through her body, nipples tightening right away and for a brief heartbeat, she felt hands on her body and the slow, heated lick of an invisible tongue teasing her throbbing clit. It took her breath away, carnal thoughts first and foremost in her mind. It had been a very long time since she'd gotten laid. Business first, booty second.

He did look yummy…in all the right places.

She enjoyed being a highly sexual female who felt no shame in shagging a man for recreational purposes. Guys did it all the time and they were called studs. A woman with the same goal? Slut. Luckily, she didn't much care what anyone thought. She had no desire to settle into a bullshit relationship where she lost her identity. Her mother had schooled her. She was an island and it suited her fine when the occasional ship came into port, docking on a temporary pass.

A lustful interlude with a masked stranger on Halloween? Cliché. And tempting. She did have a few extra minutes.

Then he filled her vision and she felt her body grow damp under the heated gaze.

One. Quick. Fuck.

Medicinal purposes only.


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Monday, November 9, 2015

Alisa Anderson's Fallen Angel: A Mafia Romance Book Tour #Romance #Suspense #Mafia @Bitchesbewritin #Crime





Welcome to the Book Tour for Alisa Anderson's Fallen Angel: A Mafia Romance - Part 1: A Roman Crime Family Novel. This novel is a dark and tasty tale which may remind you of the Sopranos, only so much better. Already climbing the suspense and anthology charts on Amazon, it is sure to skyrocket to a best seller in no time. Oh and did we mention that there are five other books in this series? Mark our words readers these characters will take you on one hell of a ride. So prepare yourselves, because things are about to get dicey!




Fire Meet Gasoline... 

When Jess packed up her belongings and fled her small hometown in Kansas, she never looked back. Free from her family’s dark past she was finally able to pursue her lifelong dream as a professional dancer. She never expected to find herself at his door...or at his club. 

Nick was unlike any other man she had ever met. Sexy…Alluring…Predatory. Dangerous. The kind of man with more secrets than even she had. Every instinct warned Jess against knowing him further, but she always did like playing with fire… 

Nick Roman took one look at Jess and knew she was trouble from the very start. But something about the defiant twist of her mouth and the wide, haunted eyes of a damaged soul touched him in places he had long ago thought dead. He knew he needed to stay far away from her for his own sanity, but like a moth to a flame he was helpless to resist… 

Working at Takers Gentleman's Club was the last place Jess thought she would find herself, but she quickly learned how the game was played. 

See what you want, take what you can get…but at what cost? 

***Fallen Angel is a mafia romance serial novel released every 6 to 8 weeks, at approximately 12000 to 15000 words each. Due to sexual content, implied and actual scenes of abuse, violence, organized crime, language and frequent illegal drug use, we recommend this to mature audiences, ages 18 and over, who are comfortable with this subject matter.*** 





Excerpt from Fallen Angel: A Mafia Romance Part 1
Parts 1-5 are available now at amazon. #Free with #KindleUnlimited

“Good morning, beautiful.” Nick smiled. Reaching up, tracing her lip with his thumb.
“Morning.”
“Did you sleep well?”
“I did. For the first time in years. Did you?” He laid back, grabbing her, pulling her back into his chest.
“I did.” He felt her melt into his body. She felt like silk against him. This was something he could get used to.
“You know, kid…I’ve never let anyone sleep here before. Ever.”
She raised her head, looking into his eyes. She could tell this wasn’t a line of bullshit. He meant what he said. She kissed his lips, laying her head back onto his chest.
“Why me?”
“I don’t know. This shit between us is insane.”
Insane yes, but she knew whatever this was couldn’t go anywhere.
He was married. Plus, he was with Amy.
And she was with Eric.
Oh God. Eric.
She allowed herself to feel guilty for a few seconds, before reminding herself why she was there in the first place.
“So. Where do we go from here, kid?”
“What do you mean?”
“You know exactly what I mean. I want to continue whatever this is between us.”
“Are you nuts? How are we going to do that, Nick? You’re married. I have Eric, and you’re seeing Amy and probably countless others. Considering I’ve never done anything like this before in my life, I don’t want to be part of the harem. I won’t be.”
“Hey…hey.” He moved her head up to look into her eyes. “I knew from the minute I laid eyes on you we would be here, kid. I’m not going to play you like that. The girls are gone. Except Connie. My wife. I’m not going to lie to you. I have no plans of leaving her right now. That’s the way it has to be for now.”
He softly brushed a strand of hair from her face.
“You know who I am, kid. You also know exactly what I do. Do you want this life? You need to tell me now.”
His directness caught her off guard. She did know who he was, what he was. At some point she wouldn’t be ok with any of it. For some reason, she was ok with it now.
The orgasm might have helped.
“You want this or not, kid?” He asked again.
“I want this.”
It was his turn to be caught off guard. He never expected her to say yes.
He thought he was safe.
How the hell did she find a way into his heart so damn quickly? If he had any sense, he would walk, no run away now. It was all way too dangerous for them both.
She saw the look on his face.
“Maybe we should go. Won’t your wife wonder where you’re at?”
He didn’t answer immediately, getting up so they could get dressed.
“By now, yes. She’s used to my being out all night, but I’m usually home by now. I’m sure there’s about a million voice mails waiting for me. What about Eric? Won’t he wonder where you’re at?”
“No. He had a show in Pennsylvania last night. He knew I was planning on staying out. Besides, I’m pretty sure he’s still in bed with some groupie whore. At least I know he uses condoms.”
Unlike them.



The drive back to the club was quiet, like before. This time more peaceful. He pulled up next to her Jeep as Angel came out. Nick rolled down the window.
“Connie called looking for you. I covered. Oh, and your meeting is inside waiting.”
Angel looked at Jess, smiling before he left. She blushed at the fact he knew.
“Don’t worry about, Angel. He’s discreet. And he likes you. He actually threatened Amy on your behalf.”
“I’ll have to thank him.” Jess laughed. “In the meantime, thank you.” Her voice was soft...hesitant.
“Thank you.” He gave her a half-smile that was bittersweet. Two genuine smiles from Nick Roman. Wow.
She gave him a hug, clinging to him for a moment before letting go. Pressing her lips against his cheek. She got out of the car, shutting the door. He rolled down the passenger window.
“Hey, kid!” he yelled after her.
“Yeah?” She turned around.
“You’re going to work every night from now on. We’ll stay at the club for a while and you’ll dance a few sets to keep the front, ok?”
“Ok, Nick.”
As she turned to walk away, he remembered she had that audition.
“Kid!”
She turned back smiling. “Yesss?”
“You get that gig?”
“I did. First filming is on Saturday at two.”
“Good for you. But I knew you’d come back anyway.” He grinned at her.
“Right. I gotta go, Nick.”
“Then go.”
“I’m trying but you keep calling me back.” She turned once more, heading for her car.
“Kid.”
Turning around, walking backwards, she found him smiling and laughing hysterically. She rolled her eyes at the impossible man she was falling for getting into her car.



So. Trouble in paradise. He now had confirmation the condom Amy left was found.
He was sorry to do that to her, but no matter the cost, right?
Truth be told, he knew he wasn’t that sorry.
He watched her drive away and an uneasy feeling came over him.
He was going to have to be careful with this one.
He was falling for her. Hard.
This one could claim of his soul.





well...alisa did stuff and is still doing stuff. only now she has two boys crazy enuff to want her as their mommy. hey, at least she tried to warn them, so her job is done. she doesn’t like to capitalize, partially because she likes how lower case letters look visually, but mostly out of laziness. please don't judge. it could be you. and she would say, hey. you're alright, buddy. you're ok in my book. now c'mere for a hug. the hug might be pushing it. air kiss? you are strangers, after all, with only a mutual love of poor grammar.
​she lives for a world full of controllable anatomically correct, android men programmed to meet her specific feminine needs (wink, wink, nudge, nudge with a big waggle of the eyebrows). who look like the rock. and ian somerhalder. and idris elba. and that's it she promises. variety. gotta have variety, right?
​but alas...apparently that exists only in johanna lindsey's genius mind. so until then, she enjoys her incredibly warped sense of humor. she reads tons of erotica and romantic, drippy goo that makes her heart go pitter patter. then she thought, hey. what, she said to herself. (softly, of course, so no one finds out she is indeed, 2 nuts short of a fruitcake) maybe you should write this stuff too. maybe someone will like it and maybe buy it. so she said, huh, you think? then she said, well...yeah, i wouldn't have suggested it...(inserts sarcastic tone) and then she was like lose the attitude, ok? then she was all, would you just shut up and write, already? sheesh! and she did. :)

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