Book Blitz and Giveaway ~ Legends of Lust: Erotic Myths from around the World by Autumn Bardot

Legends of Lust: Erotic Myths from around the World
Autumn Bardot
Publication date: January 8th 2019
Genres: Erotica, Romance

Who knew the ancient world could be so downright… arousing?

Like uncovering a sexy diamond in the rough, Legends of Lust reveals the fiery passions lying dormant behind your favorite mythological stories. This adults-only, debut collection of fourteen steamy, erotic short stories by Autumn Bardot is an explosion of sexy, nasty, and romantic retellings that will take your love of myths to a whole new level.

Odysseus, a mere man, becomes a god-like master of the tease in the eyes of the sex-starved and eternally lustful goddess, Calypso. The tale of Amazonian queen, Hippolyta, and Theseus gives “love-at-first-sight” a whole new meaning that will enthrall your senses. The encounter between Vishvamitra and Menaka takes them to explosive new levels of bodily nirvana. And Gilgamesh, the mighty god-king, sends temple prostitute Shamhat to tame a wild man, but instead he teaches her something about man’s most primal instincts… and is not left wanting.

Run wild in your personal Elysian Fields of pleasure with this spicy, irreverent peek into the sensual world of our most beloved gods, heroes, fairies, and shape shifters from every corner of the earth.

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EXCERPT

 

“Diplomatic Necessities” excerpt from Legends of Lust

 

We are two powerful, wealthy rulers and yet we act like shy servants. An odd sensation quivers between us like an archer’s bow. Or rather it feels like a sling—the kind shepherds use to launch rocks at their prey—spinning faster and faster, the rock in the leather pouch awaiting its explosive release. I look at Solomon and see the man, not the king. He looks at me in the same way. Imperial obligations and artifices dissipate like the first drop of rain in the desert. We are man and woman with desires that smolder beneath our opulent clothes and jeweled crowns.

 

I am not prepared for this, had not expected he would exude such raw masculinity. The man practically smoldered.

 

“Once again,” I incline my head. “I am honored by your hospitality.”

 

Solomon smiles, not the practiced, formal smile of a ruler but a genuine smile that crinkles the corner of his eyes. It’s a wide, endearing grin that warms my heart and heats my loins.

 

“This way,” Solomon says escorting me through the chambers. “After the meal, you will be shown to your quarters.”

 

Following a good distance behind, our retinue of dignitaries and attendants are unusually silent. They prefer eavesdropping to idle chatter.

 

“Your palace is beyond compare,” I whisper, mindful of a hundred curious ears.

 

“As is your beauty.” Solomon steps so close our mantles brush together. “I must confess, I am already smitten.”

 

I arch an eyebrow. “So soon? Such swift emotion explains the thousand wives and concubines you keep.”

 

Solomon winces as though he had stepped on a sharp rock. “Diplomatic necessities. Nothing more.”

 

“You must have a broader definition of diplomacy than we.”

 

Solomon laughs, its deep tones like a caress at the back of my neck.

 

“How does the Queen of Sheba define it?” His side- ways glance contains the perfect blend of humor and respect.

 

“The art of making people feel respected and valued.” I struggle to stay serious. His charm quite sweeps me away. “Of finding satisfying ways to mend relationships, and establishing amity and partnerships.”

 

“I achieved all this by acquiring wives and concubines. How do you? Are you married?”

 

“You know I am not.”

 

“Does the high priestess of Almaqah foreswear men?”

 

Author Bio

Autumn Bardot writes smart, sexy erotica and historical fiction about sassy women, spicy sex, and daring romances!

She also writes paranormal romances under a pseudonym. Autumn has a BA in English literature, a MaEd, and teaches literary analysis.

When Autumn is not writing or working, you'll find her hanging out with her ever-growing family, spoiled husband, and pampered rescue maltipoo.

Autumn's favorite things include salty French fries, a good foamy cup of coffee, chocolate, swimming, and a great book.

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Cover Reveal ~ Jules by Giulia Lagomarsino

 

Title: Jules

Series: Reed Security Series

Author: Giulia Lagomarsino

Genre: Contemporary/Security Romance

Release Date: March 18, 2019

Julian swore he would always love her. He said he would never leave her. He's about to break that promise. If only she would listen. If only she would trust him. But how much crap can one man take? It's time to move on.

 

Ivy wants Julian more than anything, but she's won't trust anyone with her secrets. Now it's too late. He doesn't want her, but she needs him more than ever. If only she could make him understand. If only she had told him sooner how she felt, but that train has left the station and her life is going to hell. She should have told him she loved him when she had the chance. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

    

   

  

 

 

 

 

I'm a stay at home mom that loves to read. Some of my favorite titles are Pride and Prejudice, Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, and Horatio Hornblower. I started writing when I was trying to come up with suggestions on ways I could help bring in some extra money. I came up with the idea that I could donate plasma because you could earn an extra $500/month. My husband responded with, "No. Find something else. Write a blog. Write a book." I didn't think I had anything to share on blog that a thousand other mothers hadn't already thought of. I decided to take his challenge seriously and sat down to write my first book, Jack. I was surprised at how much I enjoyed writing. From there, the stories continued to flow and I haven't been able to stop. I hope my readers enjoy my books as much as I enjoy writing them. Between reading, writing, and taking care of three small kids, my days are quite full.

 

 

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Release Blitz ~ Raging Sea by Kim Iverson Headlee

Dragon's Dove Chronicles, Book 3

Historical Fantasy

Release Date: March 11, 2019

Publisher: Pendragon Cove Press

Outcast, clanless, and but a junior officer in Arthur the Pendragon’s army, Angusel struggles to rebuild the life stolen from him through betrayal by the person he had held most dear. His legion allegiance thrusts him onto the campaign trail as one of Arthur’s forward scouts, stalking Angli troops and being among the first to clash with these vicious enemies at every turn. But the odds loom high against him and his sword-brothers, and they will need a miracle just to survive.

Pressured to make the best choice to ensure her clan’s future leadership, Eileann struggles with her feelings for Angusel, whose outcast status makes him forbidden to her as a mate. When Angli treachery threatens everyone she loves, she vows to thwart their violent plan to conquer her clan. But she is no warrior, she has no soldiers to command, and she will need a miracle just to survive.

How can one soldier make a difference? How can one woman save her kin and clan? In the crucible of combat, Angusel must surrender to the will of the gods, and Eileann must invoke divine power to forge the most dangerous warrior the world has ever known.

 

Other books in the Dragon's Dove Chronicles

Dawnflight

The Dragon's Dove Chronicles, Book 1

Publisher: Publisher: Lucky Bat Books

What if King Arthur’s queen was every bit as heroic as he was? Find out by immersing yourself in this epic story of the power couple whose courage and conviction would shape the destiny of a nation.

Gyan is a Caledonian chieftainess by birth, a warrior and leader of warriors by training, and she is betrothed to Urien, a son of her clan’s deadliest enemy, by right of Arthur the Pendragon’s conquest of her people. For the sake of peace, Gyan is willing to sacrifice everything...perhaps even her very life, if her foreboding about Urien proves true.

Roman by his father, Brytoni by his mother, and denied hereditary rulership of his mother's clan because of his mixed blood, Arthur has followed his father's path to become Dux Britanniarum, the Pendragon: supreme commander of the northern Brytoni army. The Caledonians, Scots, Saxons, and Angles keep him too busy to dwell upon his loneliness...most of the time.

When Gyan and Arthur meet, each recognize within the other their soul’s mate. The treaty has preserved Gyan’s ancient right to marry any man, providing he is a Brytoni nobleman—but Arthur does not qualify. And the ambitious Urien, Arthur’s greatest political rival, shall not be so easily denied. If Gyan and Arthur cannot prevent Urien from plunging the Caledonians and Brytons back into war, their love will be doomed to remain unfulfilled forever.

But there is an even greater threat looming. The Laird of the Scots wants their land and will kill all who stand in his way. Gyan, Arthur, and Urien must unite to defeat this merciless enemy who threatens everyone they hold dear.

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Morning's Journey

The Dragon's Dove Chronicles, Book 2

Publisher: Publisher: Lucky Bat Books

In a violent age when enemies besiege Brydein and alliances shift as swiftly as the wind, stand two remarkable leaders: the Caledonian warrior-queen Gyanhumara and her consort, Arthur the Pendragon. Their fiery love is tempered only by their conviction to forge unity between their disparate peoples. Arthur and Gyan must create an impenetrable front to protect Brydein and Caledonia from land-lusting Saxons and the marauding Angli raiders who may be massing forces in the east, near Arthur’s sister and those he has sworn to protect.

But their biggest threat is an enemy within Urien, Arthur’s rival and the man Gyan was treaty-bound to marry until she broke that promise for Arthur’s love. When Urien becomes chieftain of his clan, his increase in wealth and power is matched only by the magnitude of his hatred of Arthur and Gyan—and his threat to their infant son.

Morning’s Journey, the sequel to the critically acclaimed Dawnflight, propels the reader from the heights of triumph to the depths of despair, through the struggles of some of the most fascinating characters in all of Arthurian literature. Those struggles are exacerbated by the characters’ own flawed choices. Gyan and Arthur must learn that while extending forgiveness to others may be difficult, forgiveness of self is the most excruciating—yet ultimately the most healing—step of the entire journey.

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Excerpt

 

For the first time in a year and a half, Angusel was returning home.

To his birthplace, he corrected himself. “Home” had become a barracks chamber.

He marveled that Stonn seemed to remember the lands surrounding Senaudon, tugging at the bit and prancing higher by the league. It took Angusel’s last mote of skill to keep his stallion from bolting down the path ahead of the Pendragon and Centurion Cato.

And why shouldn’t Stonn be eager? He had the comforts of a familiar stable awaiting him, not scorn.

Angusel straightened in the saddle, submerging his resentment. Whatever might happen, he would comport himself as one of Arthur’s soldiers, stoic and reserved.

That plan worked until the troop rode to within hailing distance of Senaudon’s gate tower.

His mother chanced to be standing on the battlements, talking to Saigarmor, the guard captain. As Centurion Cato identified the troop, Alayna’s face clouded. She had to resent the Breatanach occupation force—swelled tenfold for the second time in as many years by the soldiers being staged for Angalaranach action—but it seemed to Angusel that her scowl deepened when she made eye contact with him.

Angusel squared his shoulders and looked straight ahead as he’d been drilled countless times to do, thankful for the military protocol to mask the wound rending his heart.

Peripheral vision told him that Alayna had departed the battlements, leaving Saigarmor to act on her behalf in completing the welcome.

Arthur dispatched a soldier to find the Comitissa Britanniam and ordered First Ala to dismount and lead their horses to the staging area’s picket lines while he wheeled Macsen about to join his family’s litter.

The cavalry troop obeyed but hadn’t advanced a score of paces when Alayna appeared, mounted, from through the gate and cantered straight up to the Pendragon.

“What is he doing here?” Angusel had never heard her sound so furious, and the pit in his gut confirmed that he was the he she had meant. He kept his gaze trained forward as he clenched Stonn’s reins, mindful not to drag on them and hurt his horse’s mouth. The heat in his cheeks and the sweat coursing down his back he did his best to ignore. “What gives you the right to violate Caledonach customs with such blatant disregard?” she demanded in Caledonaiche.

Arthur gave her a long, cool appraisal. “My soldiers are here upon my orders,” he answered her, wielding an improved Caledonaiche accent. “All of them. If you have a quarrel, it is with me and no one else. Not even my wife. We can settle this quarrel, you and me, in the nearest combat ring and to the death, if that is your wish.”

“My wish? You don’t give a bloody damn about what I wish. I’ll wager you can’t guess what I wish!”

“That you had never underestimated me in the Battle of Abar-Gleann?”

Angusel heard the undercurrent of humor in the Pendragon’s voice and pursed his lips to contain the smirk.

About the Author

Kim Headlee lives on a farm in the mountains of southwestern Virginia with her family, cats, fish, goats, Great Pyrenees goat guards, someone else’s cattle, half a million honey bees, and assorted wildlife. People and creatures come and go, but the cave and the 250-year-old house ruins—the latter having been occupied as recently as the midtwentieth century—seem to be sticking around for a while yet. She has been a published novelist since 1999 and has been studying the Arthurian legends for half a century.

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Blog Tour and Giveaway ~ Born of Nothing by Jill Ramsower

Born of Nothing
Jill Ramsower
(The Fae Games #4)
Publication date: March 5th 2019
Genres: Adult, Fantasy, Romance

It was over before it began.

A druid woman and a Fae man—we were two people from different worlds, only by chance did our paths happen to cross. He was beautiful and damaged and totally captivating. If only I could have continued to buy into the propaganda of fear and hate my people had taught me about the Fae, then maybe I would have believed him to be the savage he appeared to be.

Instead, I offered the cryptic man my help. The time I spent with him allowed me to see the man he was behind the chiseled, formal exterior. What developed between us was tender, intimate, and totally unexpected.

My druid family was not as enlightened as I was. My mom didn’t want me near the Fae; she certainly never would have understood that I had developed feelings for a Fae man. I tried to keep my private life a secret. I tried to keep the peace, but my mother’s threats and intolerance left me with no choice. I had to make the hardest decision of my life. I had to leave the only family I’d ever known. I just never imagined what I’d face when I didn’t make it out in time…

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He followed my instructions, and when I entered the small bathroom, he sat shirtless under the fluorescent lights. I had never seen more perfectly sculpted shoulders outside of the movies and magazines. My fingers itched with the need to touch his golden-brown skin where it dipped and curved around solid muscle. 

The room was barely large enough for me to maneuver around him, and his masculine presence made the space feel even smaller. My heart pounded against my ribs, and my hands shook with a slight tremor as I set my tools on the vanity.

What had I been thinking? This had to have been the worst idea I’d ever come up with. 

Breathing slowly in through my nose and discretely out through my mouth, I attempted to settle my racing heart. This was just a haircut, something I’d done a hundred times or more in my life. Granted, I usually cut women’s hair, but hair was hair. 

That’s all this was. A haircut. 

Right.

“How short would you like it?” My voice was noticeably affected, deeper and more sultry than normal. I chided myself to get my crap together and stop acting like a lovesick teenager. In an attempt to act nonchalant, I gathered a towel and draped it casually around his shoulders. 

“I suppose it would be best to have a modern style to help me blend in.” He examined himself in the mirror, seemingly unaware of the mental breakdown I was having behind him. 

“That would be pretty short, are you sure you’re okay with that?”

His eyes met mine in the mirror, and I felt their hold like a physical touch. “Cat, it’s just hair,” he said softly in a deep rumble.

I chewed on my lower lip and nodded distractedly. “Okay, here goes nothing,” I muttered. I gathered his long mane and secured it with a rubber band, then held the scissors just above the hair tie near the base of his neck. “Last chance to change your mind.”

He lifted a brow in response, telling me to get on with it. 

One chunk at a time, I sliced through his thick black hair until the ponytail was no longer attached. I held it aloft with a delighted grin, but Fen just rolled his eyes playfully. I set the hair aside, and nerves seized me again as I hesitantly ran my fingers through his remaining hair and along his scalp.

The thick strands were silky and smooth, unlike my own coarse curls. Wholly focused on my hands exploring, I almost missed Fen’s molten stare in the mirror. Almost, but not quite. His eyes seized me, and for several thudding heartbeats, I was lost. All that existed were those penetrating eyes and the searing heat that ignited every inch of my skin.

Somewhat reluctantly, I tore my eyes from his. While my reflection didn’t’ show the heat radiating from my body, it was hard to miss just how painfully erect my nipples had become. There was no way Fen had missed my blatant display of arousal. 

I was mortified, and yet too painfully turned on to truly care.

Clearing my throat, I took out the clippers and began to trim the hair around the sides and back of his head. Once I got working, I was able to immerse myself in the job. I left a couple fingers length on top but kept the rest trimmed close to his head. By the time I removed the towel and dusted off his neck, I was thrilled with my work. 

His jaw and cheeks were lined with a heavy stubble, the perfect complement to his new trendy haircut. To anyone on the street, he would look like a footballer or maybe even a model. Only those of us who knew Fen would understand just how much more there was to the man.

“I’ll get you some styling cream, but you can wear it with or without. What do you think?” I asked nervously.

He held my eyes, not once examining his new look. “I think you’re good with your hands,” he said hoarsely.

Author Bio

Jill is a Texan, born and raised. She manages the hectic social calendars for her three active children and occasionally spends an evening with her dashing husband. Aside from being an author and a mom, she’s an attorney, travel junkie, and voracious reader.

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