Book Blitz: Daddy’s Demands – A Dirty Daddy Dom Anthology

Daddy’s Demands: A Dirty Daddy Dom Anthology

Publication date: September 18th 2018

Genres: Adult, Romance

These daddies don’t ask for obedience. They demand it.

Daddy’s Demands is a collection of decadently dirty daddy dom romances from some of the hottest authors in the genre.

This deliciously naughty box set includes twenty-five brand-new, stand-alone novellas featuring steaming hot, irresistibly sexy adventures with the baddest daddies imaginable.

Featured authors: Madison Faye, Renee Rose, Loki Renard, Maggie Ryan, Zoe Blake, Alta Hensley, Lee Savino, J.L. Beck, Jane Henry, Isabella Laase, Kelly Dawson, Sara Fields, Kara Kelley, Measha Stone, Amelia Smarts, Mary Wehr, Maddie Taylor, Meredith O’Reilly, Morganna Williams, Katherine Deane, Alexis Alvarez, Shelly Douglas, Sassa Daniels, Marlee Wray, and Rory Reynolds

Publisher’s Note: The stories featured in this collection all contain hot, dirty sex, sometimes involving ménage or reverse harem themes.

Some include spankings, intense and humiliating punishments, and strong D/s themes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this box set.

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Short – but oh so sweetly kinky – romance from Ari McKay

His To Serve (The Candy Cane Club #1)His To Serve by Ari McKay

My rating: 3 of 5 stars

This is a short (my reason for only three stars not four) but incredibly sweet exploration of the Dom/sub aspect of the BDSM world, specifically as a service sub.

It’s perhaps a little bit “insta-love” for my liking but I did absolutely believe that Cameron woke up to the fact he was a natural born sub with a desire to please Anton once he’d experienced his first scene.

The book has a very interesting premise, in that Cameron is an actor seeking authenticity in a role which requires him to play a submissive and I thought it worked really well.

As a couple, they’re ridiculously sweet together, each finding a perfect partner, as well as a BDSM companion.

#ARC kindly received from the authors in return for an honest and unbiased review

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I liked the idea of this but the book frustrated me

That's My EthanThat’s My Ethan by Tarian P.S.

My rating: 2.5 of 5 stars

ETA: Note 16/06/18 – I’ve just found out that the author had mistakenly overwritten the final version of this with an earlier version missing all the fourth round edits so I’m hoping to get a chance to read it again once it’s fixed.

I liked the idea of this book a lot more than I liked the execution of it. I suspect this is going to be “it’s me, not the book” and that it will generally have good reviews.

But, I found the narrative style to be quite frustrating, as were the formatting and the grammatical errors/typos. As I have an ARC, it’s possible they will be fixed on release (although I believe this book is already out so I don’t know).

There are good points though, this book is a very clever look at a full on BDSM Dom/sub relationship where it’s a 24/7 way of life. Both Damir and Ethan are real – obviously as they are based on actual people – but by that, I mean they come across the page as fully fleshed out individuals with unique character traits and their voices never become confused.

It’s also a great insight into how communication is the key to a long lasting relationship, no matter the type, and that being willing to compromise, to listen, to sacrifice the small things in order to protect the big things.

There’s lots of sex, but the story doesn’t focus on that as a means of “getting off”, instead how they behave sexually with each other is an integral part of the plot developing alongside the relationship

Now, I can’t say whether all that appears in the book actually happened with the real people this book is based on, but I can say that I didn’t think any of it was beyond the realms of actuality.

So, overall, while this is absolutely a love story, it’s not necessarily my kind of one.

#ARC kindly provided by the author in return for an honest and unbiased review.

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Review Tour: Exploration by Quinn Ward

Exploration | Quinn Ward
Kinky in the City #1

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Length: 65,000 words approx.
Cover Design: Marisa @ Cover Me Darling
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Blurb
 

The reluctant manager of his family’s restaurant, Frankie attempts to live up to the legacy of his father and grandfather. Running a business that isn’t his passion and trying to do it without asking for help leaves him turning to less-than-legal means when he wants to surrender control.

Newly divorced, Calvin no longer lives in the closet, leaving him searching for what he most desires- control. So when he finds Frankie on his knees in the back room of a local bar, Calvin sees the sub he’s only ever fantasized about having.

Can Calvin find the confidence to explore his dominant side while showing his younger roommate that submission isn’t only about whips and pain?

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Quinn writes LGBTQ romance with a kick. Their stories center around the relationship building between the characters, but also shows how compatible they are in the bedroom (or wherever else the urge strikes).

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Release Blitz: Alpha Tamed & Trained #2 by R. Phoenix and M.A. Innes

Alpha Tamed & Trained #2| R. Phoenix & M.A. Innes

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Length: Approximately 39k words

Release Date: April 27, 2018

Puppy: Tamed & Trained #1: http://amzn.to/2jyacS0

Blurb

Zain was just a dog walker. It was an unconventional job for a werewolf, even a brand new one, but he liked dogs and they liked him. It only seemed to make sense… right up until the point a vampire called him in to take care of his human pup. When his life collided with Liam and Caleb’s, none of them were prepared for the directions it could take.

Especially Zain.

But between the sexy pup and the vampire’s creativity, the power struggles pitting dominance against submission — and acceptance — the two might be too intriguing to just walk away from…

Notes:
This is the sequel to Puppy by R. Phoenix, which should be read first. This is not a standalone.

Warnings/Potential Spoilers: Prepare for M/M/M, puppy play, body modification, humiliation, dehumanization. Not every dynamic or element is 100% consensual.

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When M.A. Innes, bestselling author of sweet taboo romance, and R. Phoenix, author of playful dark erotica, paranormal romance, and horror team up, you should leave your expectations at the door.

The duo responsible for Almost Strangers, a sweet contemporary romance with more than a few taboo themes, has collaborated again to bring you something from the other side of the force.

That said, here are a few notes from Raissa:

“This is not an alpha / omega / beta tale, at least not in the usual sense (designation at birth, slick, heats, mpreg, primary focus on the werewolf part, etc.). Alas, “Alpha” in this universe is completely different and refers more to status. I hope you’ll give it a shot anyway, but please don’t expect A/B/O dynamics! (Though there are plenty of Big Os in here. Just saying.)”

To M.A. Innes’s Readers:
I’ve temporarily corrupted your favorite author. Don’t worry; it isn’t permanent. Seriously, though, please do not go into this book thinking it is a typical M.A. Innes book. It isn’t. Innes is writing in my world — and my world is a much darker place. The warnings are there for a reason, darlings!

To R. Phoenix’s Readers:
Hello, my loves! It’s great to (finally!) get back to Caleb and Liam. Thanks so much for being patient. I know it’s been a while, but I hope you’ll agree this was worth the wait. You know the drill — this is playful dark erotica, emphasis on the dark. If you’ve read Puppy, you’re (probably) ready for Alpha. 😉 Give a warm welcome to Zain!

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About The Authors

M.A. Innes

M.A. Innes is the pseudonym for best-selling author Shaw Montgomery. While Shaw writes femdom and m/m erotic romance. M.A. Innes is the side of Shaw that wants to write about topics that are more taboo. If you liked the book, please leave a short review. It is greatly appreciated.

Do you want to join the newsletter? Help with character names and get free sneak peeks at what’s coming up? Just click on the link. https://www.subscribepage.com/n1i5u1

You can also get information on upcoming books and ideas on Shaw’s website: www.authorshawmontgomery.com

R. Phoenix

R. Phoenix (code name: Raissa) has an unhealthy fascination with contrasts: light and dark, humor and pain, heroes and villains, order and chaos. She believes love can corrupt, power can redeem and that the best of intentions can cast shadows while the worst can create light. She agrees with those who say that the truth is best told through fiction — even though fiction has to make sense while reality can be utterly baffling.

She loves chatting with readers, though she often awkwardly rambles. No matter how much she tries to keep her bad and often perverted sense of humor in check, it seems to escape at the most inconvenient moments. (Thanks, universe.) Feel free to friend Raissa on Facebook and chat or send her an email!

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Release Blitz: Exploration by Quinn Ward

 

Exploration | Quinn Ward
Kinky in the City #1

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Length: 65,000 words approx.
Cover Design: Marisa @ Cover Me Darling
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Blurb
 

The reluctant manager of his family’s restaurant, Frankie attempts to live up to the legacy of his father and grandfather. Running a business that isn’t his passion and trying to do it without asking for help leaves him turning to less-than-legal means when he wants to surrender control.

Newly divorced, Calvin no longer lives in the closet, leaving him searching for what he most desires- control. So when he finds Frankie on his knees in the back room of a local bar, Calvin sees the sub he’s only ever fantasized about having.

Can Calvin find the confidence to explore his dominant side while showing his younger roommate that submission isn’t only about whips and pain?

Quinn writes LGBTQ romance with a kick. Their stories center around the relationship building between the characters, but also shows how compatible they are in the bedroom (or wherever else the urge strikes).

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Review Tour: Eldridge’s Release by Evelise Archer

Eldridge’s Release | Evelise Archer

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 Length: 50,000 words approx.
Publisher: MLR Press
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Blurb

Eldridge Cristoff worked hard and rarely played, always leery of letting himself go after the humiliation he suffered at the hands of his college boyfriend. Best friend Isabella Catana, submissive and lover of Johnson Petri, invited him to a night at an upscale BDSM club, Club Rebellion-owned and operated by Johnson and his trio of friends. All dominants.
Dalton Peters has never collared his own sub nor had the desire until he met Eldridge. Dalton was immediately taken with the skittish man, deciding to make it his mission to release Eldridge from his sexual prison.
Slowly Eldridge realized the world he was meant to be in. A loving man and master at his side; he discovered submission was not a weakness but a true testament of his strong inner spirit.
With Dalton’s careful guidance, Eldridge had no choice but to give into his desires and heart, allowing Dalton to dominate his body and soul.

 

Excerpt

 

Eldridge parked his car, popped a wintergreen breath freshener in his mouth, and headed toward the entrance. He walked up to the nondescript, solid black door that had no peephole, nervously wiped his hands against the leather pants, and rang the bell.

The building was located in the swankier section of Philadelphia and sported its own parking lot, which was a rarity in the city as most establishments utilized city parking garages or the street. From that, Eldridge surmised that the place had been doing very well. By the layout of the parking lot, he could tell the area used to house a building that had been torn down to create the space.

He shouldn’t have been sweating in the outfit he wore. Eldridge was told — no, ordered — to wear his black leathers. They were soft as butter to the touch and so skintight his package was outlined. He also wore a white close-fitting muscle shirt and a jacket.

He’d tried to get underwear on; even a jock, but the pants were so tight that any seams showed through, so he elected to go commando. He couldn’t believe that he’d been talked into the outfit. He’d bought the leathers as a joke for a party he’d attended. They’d been very expensive, so Eldridge never threw them out. But he never thought he’d be wearing them again. And definitely not to a club.

He waited less than twenty seconds after pressing the illuminated button before a very large man in blue jeans and a black T-shirt opened the door. After stepping over the threshold, Eldridge looked up and noticed the camera above the door. He handed the bouncer his invitation with the club’s logo on it — a raised CR in black with a muted gray picture of a flogger in the background.

The tattooed gentleman nodded and said, “Good evening, Mr. Cristoff.”

How in the hell would he know me? I’ve never been to the club before. Although they did have his picture on file from the background check that the club had performed before sending the invitation.

The bouncer, Sam, according to the embossed name on his T-shirt, pointed to the next set of double doors and told Eldridge to go right in. But not before placing a red band on his wrist emblazoned with the word Guest.

Eldridge was amazed he’d heard nothing from the other side; not a sound. The walls must be soundproof. What the hell have I gotten in to?

Red leather covered the surface of the double-access, and Eldridge felt like he was walking into an alternate universe. The problem was, he had no idea what universe he’d ambled into. At first glance, it looked like any other club — people sitting at the bar, tables, and booths while talking, laughing, and drinking. Then he got a better look at the clientele. Men and women appeared in various stages of dress and undress. He tried not to gawk, but it was difficult. While heading to the bar, he spied a woman attached to a long chain by her nipples and casually strolling with a man holding the other end. Shit.What the hell have I gotten into?

The club was beautiful and sleek. An artist would say the straight lines and dark, muted colors enhanced the desired atmosphere. Almost everything was leather — sofas, chairs, barstools, even the edge of the bar. The color scheme was black or white with gray or subdued yellow accents. The lighting was low but sufficient to give a secure and homey feeling. Mirrors and abstract art adorned the walls. Eldridge didn’t understand the point of abstract art, but from what he saw, the decor went perfectly with the club.

“Pina colada. Nonalcoholic, please.” He leaned forward and spoke to the bartender. He loved a fruity drink, and that one was his favorite. Chunks of coconut and bits of pineapple. Was a piña colada cliché for a gay guy? He didn’t care.

As he took his beverage, Eldridge turned around in hopes of finding Isabella and her boyfriend. He spotted Issy waving to him before he’d even completed the turn and walked toward the couple. The two were comfortably ensconced on a white leather sofa with Issy perched on Johnson’s lap and her head tucked under his chin. Eldridge stopped in his tracks. The couple looked absolutely beautiful together and completely content.

Isabella hadn’t had an easy life prior to meeting Johnson. Afterward, it took time for the Dominant/submissive thing to run smoothly. Their late-night talks had given Eldridge an earful regarding Issy and Johnson’s relationship. He knew his friend had truly found peace in her life, whatever the lifestyle may’ve been.

He made his way to the couch where they were seated and could see what appeared to be a stage. Actually, there appeared to be three raised zones lit with various degrees of lighting. The center one was subdued, but the flanking areas were lit. One sported what looked like a large X-shaped structure. If Eldridge remembered correctly, Issy had told him that it was called a St. Andrew’s cross. A woman was attached to it and was being flogged by a very large man. Eldridge was too far away to hear any of the sounds coming from the woman, but if her expression was any indication, she was enjoying herself very much.

As Eldridge leaned down to greet Issy with a peck on the cheek, he noticed the man sitting on the far end of the sofa. Yum. Scary. Dominant. It was easy to surmise based on the way the man carried himself even in a sitting position and the way he was dressed that he was probably a Dom. Once Issy had convinced Eldridge to visit the establishment and after he’d filled out all the necessary paperwork, he’d perused a few sites on the Internet so he could at least know the difference between a Dom and a sub.

The club sported the lifestyle, as Issy liked to describe it. It was a way of life that for some unknown reason Issy felt her bestie needed to explore. Issy was a submissive when it came to her home life. At work, she was a total go-getter that took a stance on designs and implementation. And she bossed around even the largest men. But in her domestic life, she allowed Johnson to rule the roost; from Eldridge’s perspective, anyway.

The only problem was, Eldridge didn’t know if he completely agreed with the lifestyle. How could a person give that much control to another? Although, if Eldridge really, really, thought about it, the idea did spark something inside him. He was always in control at work, but sometimes he wanted someone else to take the reins. He wanted to relax, but it scared the hell out of him to allow someone else to rule.

Eldridge wanted to sit at the feet of the man at the end of the sofa, which completely threw him for a loop, and he immediately locked the thought away in the recesses of his brain. The last time he wanted to sit at a man’s feet, he was told that he was depraved and sick. Damn, Ned had done a number on him. He’d done unimaginable things to him. Ned had turned out to be sick in his physical and emotional treatment of Eldridge. Not that Eldridge desired to be physically hurt, but he did crave more. As confused as he was, he didn’t know what the more was. Isabella thought she knew what he needed.

He kissed Issy on the cheek and shook Johnson’s hand.

“El, this is Dalton. One of my partners in the club.” Johnson spoke as he pointed to the man at the far end of the arc-shaped sofa.

Eldridge crossed over to stand in front of Dalton. Dalton stood and extended his hand in greeting. The grip was strong and solid. His eyes raked Eldridge up and down.

El supposed he was a good-looking guy. At least that’s what Issy had always told him. She called him man-pretty — not completely masculine and not necessarily feminine. Man-pretty. At times, he wasn’t sure if that was an insult or a compliment. He’d always known he was gay. When their classmates were looking at the opposite gender, Eldridge always looked at the boys. He loved the hard and delineated lines of their chest; not soft mounds that protruded and got in the way. Girls’ breasts, yuck.

His family knew he was gay. He’d come out to them in his early teens. His parents were supportive and accepting even though it probably wasn’t the lifestyle they would’ve chosen for him. He never brought boys home as dates, so his parents were fine with his homosexuality as long as it wasn’t flaunted in their faces. Sometimes Eldridge felt very lonely, but at least he had Issy.

He wasn’t the biggest, tallest, or most talkative in their current circle of friends. In fact, when he wasn’t in the boardroom and high-strung from all the intensive work he did to keep his clients rolling in money, he could’ve been classified as a wallflower; reclusive. Eldridge didn’t mind going out for a drink or two with Issy and Johnson or his coworkers, but he very much preferred to be by himself.

Finding the right man to date was hard. Eldridge didn’t know how women were on the prowl all the time. His introverted personality made contacting a stranger difficult. But there had to be someone out there for him, didn’t there?

Eldridge gauged the man before him with rapt attention. Damn, he thought as he tilted his head back to get a better view. Large was the first word that popped into Eldridge’s mind. An imposing figure, Dalton had to be at least six-feet six-inches tall. El wondered if the size of his cock matched his height.

His pants became tighter than they already were, and his face heated as he continued to stare from beneath his lowered eyelashes. Hair so blond that it was almost white hung past his shoulders, held back with a leather thong. The strands looked silky. But what really drew Eldridge were his eyes — cobalt blue, piercing, and the kind that could look straight into a man’s soul. Eldridge shook his head as if coming out of a fog and composed himself.

That was someone Eldridge would want to get to know better. Eldridge didn’t even know if he was gay. There was no way someone that large and masculine could be gay.

Okay, maybe he was stereotyping but he was most likely a Dom to boot. Some woman would be very lucky to land this fine specimen of a man.

But Dalton held Eldridge’s hand just a touch too long for a casual handshake, and something sparked briefly in his eyes.

“Nice to meet you, Dalton.”

About the author

Evelise Archer is a wife, mother, and grandmother. She is a new-found lover of tea, and don’t look in her office because what you find may astound you. She currently has twenty tins of tea leaves just waiting to be brewed for her drinking pleasure. She is bilingual, lives in one of the original thirteen colonies, and is a lover of the cold weather and snow. It’s a safe bet that you may find her on the beach in the autumn and winter, but rarely in the summer. She’s been married for over thirty years to a loving man who puts up with her obsession to clean—she currently owns three vacuum cleaners—, read, and spin a tale when the voices speak to her. When she’s not in front of the computer, search her out in the local gym.



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