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~ REVIEW: With Visions of Red (Broken Bonds #1) by Trisha Wolfe ~



Told from multiple points of view, this is a dark romantic thriller intended for adult audiences.

Criminal profiler Sadie Bonds knows blood. Her affair with the gruesome, dark world of killers began long before she started applying her analytical skills to investigate gory crime scenes. She gets inside the killers’ heads, breaks them down, relates to them on an arcane level. She prefers it this way–because it’s safer to ally herself with the villain than the victim. At least, that’s how she’s coped ever since she was abducted and tortured as a teen.

She will never be a victim again.

Now, she’s honed her skills in order to bring justice to these ritualistic offenders. Working alongside her colleagues, armed with sharp wit and a SIG, Sadie always catches her sadist. Until one ruthless serial killer gets inside Sadie’s head, turning the tables. He knows her secrets. Her obsessions. The darkest, most deviant part of her soul.

When she meets Colton Reed, dangerous stakes are raised as he threatens to unravel her control and reveal her darkest fantasies. The sexy-as-sin bondage rigger at an exclusive BDSM club pushes her boundaries, forcing her to acknowledge that side of herself she fears. Plunged into a realm of torture and suffering, pain and pleasure, Sadie balances on the razor-sharp edge of two intersecting worlds threatening to swallow her.

Passion and lust ignite. Dark and light battle. This explosive first installment of the Broken Bonds series sets the exhilarating pace for a cat and mouse game where no one knows who’s really pulling the strings.

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WOW!!! I sit here in complete awe as I write this review. I never knew such a dark book could be so beautiful. With Visions of Red is different from anything I have ever read! Sadie is a criminal profiler who is on the hunt for a vicious serial killer while trying to keep her own demons at bay. She visits a BDSM club sometimes to explore that dark side of her, but never giving into her desires. While there, she meets Colton, a rope bondage expert. The two are instantly attracted to each other, and Colton could be the one person who might be able to heal the dark pain that resides inside of her. But, trust is a HUGE issue for her. Can she truly trust him?
Honestly, I wasn’t sure what to expect when I started reading. I wondered whether the BDSM aspect of the book would overshadow everything else. My answer came very quickly….NO! It’s as much crime thriller as it is erotic. It’s also a character study of both Sadie and Colton and to a certain degree the UNSUB responsible for the killings. Each of them fascinated me as much as the plot did. The book opens with Sadie’s past, and the unspeakable things that she had to endure. It’s amazing that she is able to even have the life that she has worked so hard to build, and I realized how one misstep on her part could destroy her. Wolfe gives the reader subtle hints that Colton has a dark past as well, and he uses his art as a way to be in control. And, the UNSUB, I have no clue as to what motivates him, but it’s intriguing, especially the serial killer he is trying to emulate. The mystery as to who the killer is kept me guessing. I’m not sure who it might by and how he knows what he knows about Sadie, but I can’t wait to find out.
It ends on somewhat of a cliffhanger, but not one that will make you want to throw your Kindle across the room. If you want to read something really different, I would highly recommend reading With Visions of Red. I never knew there could be such beauty in something so dark. Just be prepared to not do anything else until you finish the last page. I will definitely be reading the sequel!

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~ Triple Play (Homeruns #3) by Sloan Johnson Cover Reveal + Giveaway ~


Triple Play
by Sloan Johnson
Homeruns #3
Publication Date: September 29, 2015
Genres: Contemporary, M/M, Romance, Sports



Drew Jackson seemed to have it all. He has a family who loves and supports him, a tight circle of friends, and is a rising star with the Milwaukee Mavericks. Then, it all begins to unravel. Cam, the only man he’s ever loved, falls head over heels for Drew’s teammate. He makes a critical mistake in the playoffs that he’s not sure he’ll be able to recover from. And then, his world really crashes around him…

Eric Sapp may no longer play for the Mavericks, but he’s still one of the guys. No one could have imagined how much his life would change when he agreed to help his former teammates mourn the end of their run for the pennant. After stopping a brutal attack, Eric is forced to face the feelings that’ve been growing for his roommate, Drew. That’d be much easier if Drew wasn’t hell-bent on pushing everyone away as he recovers.

Neither of them were counting on Bryce Shaw. He and Drew enjoyed the one night they spent together, but knew it was unlikely they’d be anything more since they lived in different parts of the country. After Bryce is relocated to help a failing LGBT homeless outreach, he wants to explore something more with the Mavericks’ short stop.

As much as Eric wishes he could be the one to help his friend, he knows Bryce holds the key to Drew’s recovery. Will pushing the two back together be the biggest mistake of his life or will they all learn there is strength in numbers?

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There’s never been any question in Sean Tucker’s mind that he’d do whatever it took to make it to the major leagues and be one of the best pitchers of his time. The day he acknowledged to himself that he was gay was also the day he vowed to stay in the closet in order to chase his dreams. The problem is, he never counted on Mason Atley.

Sean showed rookie short stop Mason Atley the ropes, both on the field and off. The two forged a friendship which continued as both of them moved through the ranks of the farm system and into the majors. Unfortunately, there’s always been one secret Mason never felt he could share with Sean. Until now.

For seven years, Sean lived with the fact that he loved a man who would never reciprocate. When Mason admits that he’s always known he’s bisexual but has never allowed himself to pursue a relationship with a man, will Sean be able to put aside his reservations about starting a relationship with the friend he’d always assumed was straight? And more importantly, will they be able to find a way to stay together when their careers keep them apart more than they can be together?

Curve Ball by Sloan Johnson


Jason Klein’s living with the fallout from a decision he knew was the right one at the time. He never told anyone about the love of his life, which left him to mourn alone when he found out the man he gave his heart to had been killed in combat. Now, his heart has had time to heal, but he’s not sure he’s ready to let himself move on. Until he meets Cam Morgan…

Without a job lined up following graduation, Cam Morgan took his best friend up on his offer to move to Milwaukee and stay with him until he could get on his feet. The last thing he wanted to do the day after getting to town was go to a party filled with a bunch of jocks. Sure, they were “professional athletes” but Cam was convinced that bigger bank accounts didn’t make them any more accepting of people like him. He certainly didn’t expect to meet Jason, the Mavericks’ catcher who broke every stereotype he’d had.

What started out as one hot, sweaty night together quickly grows into something deeper. Jason welcomes Cam into his home and his life, but now he has to teach the younger man that it’s not a sign of weakness to let people help you.

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Sloan Johnson

Sloan Johnson is a big city girl trapped in a country girl’s life. While she longs for the hustle and bustle of New York City or Las Vegas, she hasn’t yet figured out how to sit on the deck with her morning coffee, watching the deer and wild turkeys in the fields while surrounded by concrete and glass.

When she was three, her parents received their first call from the principal asking them to pick her up from school. Apparently, if you aren’t enrolled, you can’t attend classes, even in Kindergarten. The next week, she was in preschool and started plotting her first story soon after.

Later in life, her parents needed to do something to help their socially awkward, uncoordinated child come out of her shell and figured there was no better place than a bar on Wednesday nights. It’s a good thing they did because this is where she found her love of reading and writing. Who needs socialization when you can sit alone in your bedroom with a good book?

Now, Sloan is a tattooed mom with a mohawk and two kids. She’s been kicked out of the PTA in two school districts and is no longer asked to help with fundraisers because she’s been known to lose herself with a good book and forget she has somewhere to be.

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Cole Masten. Abandoned by his superstar wife, Hollywood’s Perfect Husband is now Hollywood’s Sexiest Bachelor: partying hard and screwing even harder. Watch out Los Angeles, there’s a new bad boy in town.

Summer Jenkins. That’s me, a small town girl stuck in Quincy, Georgia. I cook some mean chicken and dumplins, can bluff a grown man out of his savings in poker, and was voted Most Friendly my senior year.

We were from different worlds. Our lives shouldn’t have collided. But then Cole Masten read a book about my small town. And six months later, his jet landed on our dusty airstrip, and he brought Hollywood with him.

From the start, I knew he was trouble. For our town. And for me.

Sometimes, opposites just aren’t meant to attract..

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When the door to the production trailer burst open, it brought with it a wave of heat and beauty. Cole looked up from the storyboards and locked eyes with Summer, who blew across the room at him like a tornado on tilt.

“There’s no love story between Ida and Royce.” Summer snapped, throwing down the script, pages fluttering down between them. In the small trailer, conversations stalled and he could feel the attention turn their way. “I’ve read the book. Three times!”

It was good to know that someone had read the damn book. Cole glanced down at her temper tantrum of a mess and back up, raising his eyebrows mildly. “It’s a movie,” he said, turning back to the storyboards. “The writers are adding some excitement. It’s normal. You’d know that if you were in this business.” The dig was unnecessary but he couldn’t help it. This woman turned him into the devil.

“I read the first script. The one you sent over with my contract. Ida and Royce hated each other. Why would Royce…” she snatched up a page from the ground and read out a line. “pushes Ida against the file cabinet and kisses her passionately.” She balled up the page and threw it down to the ground and he could see, in her eyes, the panic. Panic. An unexpected reaction.

“We’ll use that,” Don made the dangerous move of stepping in, putting a soft hand on her shoulder. “You don’t understand. The passion from their hatred will make it hotter.”

“No.” Summer said, her face hard, her eyes on Cole. “It doesn’t make it hotter. It makes it stupid.”

“Aww… come on, Summer.” Cole chided, stepping closer, his hand reaching out to pull at her wrist. She fought him, yanking it back and the moment of their bodies meeting didn’t happen. He leaned down and whispered, right against her ear, the smell of her apple-scented lotion enough to make him want to empty out the production trailer right that moment. “Sure it does.”

She jerked back and twisted away. “If he kisses me on camera I’m going to lose it.” She shot at Don, pointing an accusatory finger in Cole’s direction.

“I know you will,” Cole laughed, crossing his arms to fight from reaching out. “You’ll fall apart under my mouth, baby.”

Summer screamed in response, her hands thrown up in frustration, and spun to leave, her script left behind, the slam of the exit door loud in the full production trailer.

“That went well,” Cole mused. He linked his hands and rested them on his head, rolling his shoulders back. Panic. She’d had panic in her eyes. Fuck.

“What do you expect?” Don said. “You threw this on her without warning. I told you we should have met with her this morning, gone over the changes to prepare her. But no – you just wanted to dump it on her via call sheets and sides.”

“Dump it on her? I was People’s Sexiest Man last year. She’s not mentally adjusting to a war camp for God’s sake. How hard is it to kiss me?”

“It’s actually three kisses,” a dark-haired PA to his left pointed out. “And a grope.”

He gave her a hard look and she withered a little.

“I’ll go talk to her,” Don said. “Eileen, you shoot #4 and I’ll talk to Summer. I want to try to get #14 shot at eleven so let’s get our asses in gear and get this done.”

“I’ll talk to her.” Cole stepped in. “You shoot #4 and I’ll talk to her.”

“No,” Don snapped. “With my luck you two would make up and any authenticity to the scene would disappear. Just stay away from her and be ready at eleven.”

Cole chewed on his cheek, then nodded. “Fine.” Don was right. He should stay away from her. Far. Far away.




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AT headshot - red dressAlessandra Torre is an award-winning New York Times bestselling author of ten novels. Her books focus on romance and suspense, all with a strong undercurrent of sexuality. Torre has been featured in such publications as Elle and Elle UK, co-hosted Dirty Sexy Funny with Jenny McCarthy, as well as guest blogged for the Huffington Post and RT Book Reviews. She is also the Bedroom Blogger for

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~ Hot as Hale by Marie James Release Blitz + Giveaway ~

Book: Hot as Hale
Author: Marie James
Genre: Erotic Romance

Release Date – 7th September

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Innocent Joselyne Bennett loves her quiet life. As an elementary teacher her days include teaching kids then going home to research fun science projects to add to her lesson plan. Her only excitement is living vicariously through her sister Lorali and friend Alexa Warner.

Incredibly gorgeous police detective Kaleb Perez was going through the motions of life. His position on the force as a narcotics detective forced him to cross paths with Josie after a shooting involving her friend.

On more than one occasion Kaleb discreetly tried to catch Josie’s eye. On every occasion he was ignored but when her hand is forced after a break-in at her apartment Josie and Kaleb are on a collision course with each other. Formerly timid Josie is coaxed out of her shell by the sexy-as-sin Kaleb who nurtures her inner sex-kitten in the most seductive ways, and replaces her inexperience with passionate need.

The small group has overcome so much in such a short period of time and just when they think they can settle back into their lives they are forced back into the unknown. Can Kaleb protect Josie from further tragedy? Can she let him go once the threat of danger is gone?

This is a standalone contemporary novel. The next book in the Hale Series: To Hale and Back is the conclusion of the series and in the point of view of all six characters.

Recommended for readers 18 and up due to strong language and explicit sexual content.


“How long do you think you can hold out, Mariposa?” I’m teasing her now, no way I’ll attempt to touch her again since she’s told me no.
She shrugs her shoulder and gives me a sly smile. “Can I hold you tonight?” I ask again, switching gears away from my desire to have her sit on my face.
“Please.” She answers.
I hold my hand out to her as I stand and grab her clothes off of the table. I tug her towards my bedroom, turning off lights as we go. I can hear Mia making her way behind us, knowing she will settle down again on her bed in the corner of my room for the night.
“I didn’t pack sleep clothes,” I inform Josie as we step into my room. “I guess you’ll just have to sleep naked.”
She steps away from me and just as I think she’s about to protest, she reaches behind her, lowers the zipper on her skirt, and lets it fall to the ground. She’s facing the bed and the sight of her beautiful back, narrow hips, and smooth legs make me groan.
When she bends over to pick her skirt up off the floor my cock jumps in my pants. Instinctively my hand reaches down and grips it. “That’s fine.” She replies as she walks her skirt to me and drops it on top of her other clothing in my hand.
I growl at her, drop her clothes on the dresser, and pull out a t-shirt. A very large t-shirt. One that ensures nothing will be peeking out once she has it on. “On second thought,” I say as I hand it over to her. She giggles and pulls it on over her head. It almost hits her at her knees. Much better.
She saunters back in front of me and reaches for the buttons on my shirt. “Josie.” I admonish mildly.
“Shhh, Kaleb. I heard what you said earlier.” She reaches up on her tip toes and kisses my chin. “You’re overdressed.”
I stand stock still and let her unbutton my shirt. She runs her tiny, warm hands up my stomach and over my pecs, causing my muscles to bunch. I’m thick and hard as steel in my pants, and there’s no sense in even trying to hide it. She knows I want her.
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Marie James, full-time working mother of two boys and wife of 11 years. I’ve spent almost my entire lifetime living in central Texas, with only short stays in South Carolina, Alabama, and Florida. I’ve always wanted to write novels and just recently had the gumption to sit down and start one. My passions include reading everything under the sun and sewing. I even listen to audio books while sewing. Hot as Hale is book 3 in the 4 book Hale Series.

I have several other story lines worked out for other books once this series is complete. Reading and writing is my happy place.

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Breaking China
N.J Cole
Sept 7th
China Perry has one goal, and she will do anything to achieve
it, including sell herself into human sex trafficking. She endures countless
ruthless masters on her mission, undeterred by the pain and humiliation each of
them causes. Determined to let nothing stop her, she’d turned her heart cold,
never allowing herself to feel for any of these barbarians who had purchased
her. That is, until she meets Master Richard.
Richard Pantero has been searching for something his entire life. Though he has
money, servants, and women willing to do anything for him, his life is still
empty. He’s lived the lifestyle and hasn’t thought twice about purchasing
companionship. Each girl was different, yet the same until China entered his
world like a comet changing everything he’d ever believed in.
In a love story for the ages, follow Richard and China on their journey. Can he
find the peace he’s been searching for? Can she trust him enough to let down
her walls and allow him to help her find what she craves the most? Is love
Publisher’s note: This story is written in first person point of view similar
to a screen play alternating between characters to give the authenticity of
each character’s feelings. Warning: Intense bondage, aggressive sex, human
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I’d been purchased. I knew what he expected. He expected me to beg and plead.
The others girls were crying. Sobs like, “Please, Master, please don’t
hurt me,” filled the room.
Some slaves were trying to strike bargains. “If I suck you off, then
please don’t fuck me.” I rolled my eyes. Could they really be so stupid as
to believe these men would make bargains? They owned the girls now, plain and
I heard footsteps then saw him. He held the key to my crate
as well as the keys to my cuffs. I bit back the urge to look up at him and spit
in his face or spout “fuck you,” both of which I would have done if
not in shackles, if not at his mercy. Instead, I chose to say and do nothing.
I gazed into his eyes, and unlike the other Masters who had
gotten pissed, he just smirked, and it made me think twice. He was handsome,
and had he not just “purchased” me, I might have been attracted to
My eyes remained locked with hers; no words had been said, but the struggle had
begun. I felt a surge of energy wash through me. Could she finally be the one?
I continued staring her down; long moments passed before she averted her gaze.
Unshackling her arms, I knew the next round of her training
would prove interesting. I had caught a subtle look of desire cross her
features. Quick, but unmistakable. I slowly began to disrobe, allowing her to
appraise my form as I had done hers. “Kitten, I offer you this chance to
freely pay me homage.”
He was different, I’d give him that. The others had choked me until I’d opened
my mouth, inserted an O-ring gag and proceeded to fuck my face. He was asking
me to do it voluntarily.
Pay him homage? Perhaps it would make my life less miserable.
I leaned forward, not wanting to pay special attention to his cock, which, from
the quick glance I’d given it, was magnificent.
I bent as low as possible and kissed his feet. One soft kiss
to the top of each foot. If he thought I was going to speak to him, he was
mistaken. I’d been beaten until I couldn’t stand, but I was not going to
acknowledge another human as my “master.”
A faint frown covered my face, but my heart soared. Finally, a challenge; a pet
whose devotion would have to be earned. Compassion would come in due time, now
was time for the stick.
The proprietor offered me a crop, but I waved him off. I
preferred my first chastisement to be flesh on flesh. My fingers stroking her
hair, the silken strands wrapping around my hand. “Kitten, I see you don’t
have the proper respect. Right now, you are nothing more than an object to me.
In time, this could change, but for now you’re less than nothing.” My hand
tightened as I lifted her to her feet by her hair.
Oh, here we go again, I thought. I braced myself for his fist to my face. His
hand in my hair raising me to my feet then lifting me slightly off of them. My
toes skimmed the ground. He seemed just the same as the other masters now. I
looked into his eyes. I wouldn’t let him beat me to death, though it did have a
sense of peace in it. I had too much to live for. I glared at him.
He said I was nothing more than an object to him, and he was
nothing more than an asshole to me. I wasn’t just a fuckhole. I wouldn’t let
myself believe that. I would hold onto that little shred of self-respect that I
had left.
As my fingers traced her cheek, I lowered my head to her neck, inhaling deeply.
I could see her trembling flesh. My teeth scraping along her shoulder, I bit
down on the nape of her neck holding her in place.
I released her hair, sliding my fingertips down her back. My nails dug into her
flesh. Each of my pets had to bear my markings until they earned my collar. She
began to squirm under me. The friction of her skin on mine was stimulating.
He wasn’t like the others. They had reacted in anger, beating me to get out
their frustration, or in the hopes of getting me to become a submissive slut.
He held my gaze until he lowered his head to my neck. I thought he was going to
kiss me, but he inhaled deeply then, to my surprise, ran his mouth over my neck
to my shoulder. I was even more shocked when he bit down. I knew he’d broken
the skin. I bit my own tongue to keep from crying out in pain.
His mouth stayed there as his hands ran down my back,
scratching my skin. Again, I knew he was marking me, tearing my flesh. I
writhed to get away from his strong hands. I refused to give him the
satisfaction of me begging him to stop. I knew he wouldn’t anyway. Why would I
disgrace myself.
He pulled his head back and, I could see my blood on his
lower lip. I glared at him.
I licked my lips; fury showed in her glare. Such anger was intoxicating; my
loins stirred to life. If she were going to be so difficult, she would soon
learn the consequences of her continued defiance.
I eased around her back, admiring the long scratches. Now all
who looked at her would know she was mine. A crimson drop trickled down her
arm. I knew she was in pain, but still she made no sound.
Well, if she wouldn’t scream her submission, she would
whimper it. I ran my palms over her swaying breasts, cupping them. My thumbs
ran circles over her nipples. Her body betrayed her as they stiffened under my
touch. The heel of my hand pressed against her belly as it moved down, my thick
shaft rubbing along her inner thighs. I licked her ear. “You will give in
to me, Kitten.”
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NJ Cole is a witty, mid-western girl with a kinky side. She
works by day and writes by night, all while being a mother to her wonderful
boys and serving her Sir. Unlike many of today’s authors, she chooses to write
in first person, allowing the readers to experience life through the eyes of
the unique characters that live in her head. Her love of those characters and
respect for their stories come through loud and clear in her writing. With over
two million reads of her online work in the past six months, NJ Cole is clearly
an up and coming author.
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