Dangerous Desire by Sebastian Ex

Title: Dangerous Desire

Series: The Onyx Club #2

Author: Sebastian Ex

Cover Design: Book Covers by Design

 Release Date: July 8, 2015

Blurb

My name is Brandon Edwards. Men like me don’t come along often. I’m a gentleman, a lover, a protector, and a Dominant. I’ve never been the type who can – or even wants to – commit to a woman…until I met Penny a couple of years ago. Since then, we've been in a committed relationship. I adore and cherish her.

Penny has a darkness inside her, a yearning for extreme pain. But I don’t want that for her, nor can I give her what she’s so desperate for. Her craving has led her down risky paths, and it’s my job to keep her off those now.

There’s a dangerous desire lurking within all of us. But when does wanting more become too much?

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Excerpt

“More,” she begs as I bring the cane down on her already red ass.

I drop the long thin piece of bamboo, it makes a sound as it hits the concrete of my playroom. “I didn’t give you permission to speak, Petal,” I say to Penny. My voice is low, angry though controlled.

“Please, Sir. Harder,” she begs.

Her body is filled with marks. Her alabaster skin is no longer white. It’s a perfect hue of flaming crimson. Welts have developed from every one of the toys I’ve used on her. I’ve spanked her, flogged her, paddled her and caned her. And with everything I’ve done she wants more.

I’ve noticed since Matthew and Ella’s wedding, Penny’s upped the ante with her pain tolerance. She’s begging for more, desperate to have pain in her life at every opportunity.

She’s tried to top me many times, just like she is now.

“Did I give you permission to talk?” I ask again.

I stand behind her, her legs open, her pussy on show to me along with her glorious ass. Her blonde hair is falling out of the ponytail she had it in, and the strands are a stark contrast against the rich brown of the leather from the spanking bench. She’s up on her knees, her wrists are secured to the front legs of the bench.

“So-sorry, Master,” she stutters.

I fucking hate it. She’s called me Master a few times and I know she wants that from me, but I don’t want a slave. I want a submissive.

Standing back, my eyes travel the length of her body. From her upper back all the way to her ankles- she’s marked. The heavier lashings are around her upper thighs and butt. Her mid-section only has slight color, because hitting with a heavy hand around the kidneys is not pleasurable. It’s flat out pain. 

Penny’s been wanting more pain and I’m not ready to take her there. Nor should she want to travel into such dangerous territory.

Author Bio

Sebastian Ex is a native of Sydney, Australia, having grown up in a tight-knit family mostly surrounded by women. From a young age he had a passion for all things green and outdoors, when he hit mid-teenage years he did an apprenticeship as a landscape gardener. 

A serial lover of women, Sebastian was encouraged to pen his words when a lady friend of his compared some paragraphs from contemporary erotic novelists to his scorching, hot sexts. Now, Sebastian is about to release his debut novel in a bid to transition from landscaping to writing full-time.

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Forbidden Nights in Paris -- J.S. Cooper -- Cover Reveal

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Dark, sexy, seductive. Forbidden Nights in Paris is a tantalizing tale of two people that meet in the city of love and romance and fall into a relationship of passion, secrets, lust and betrayal. Forbidden Nights in Paris is a standalone book that will be released on September 1st, 2015.

“You’ll know me when you see me. You can call me Mr. X.” I stared at the email on the screen one last time before placing my phone back into my handbag, trying to act cool, calm and collected as my nerves raced. I sat back on the chair and tried to still the nervous excitement that was threatening to burst out of me. I wondered if I wasn’t crazy to have come here. I smiled to myself as I laughed gently at my thoughts. There was nothing to wonder about. I was crazy. I shook my head and then leaned forward as the waiter brought over my glass of red wine and I thanked him with a small, anxious smile. I wondered if he could tell why I was there. I wondered if he could look into my eyes and see my deep dark secret. However, he walked away without a backward glance and I, in turn decided to look around the bar one more time. There were about three different couples in the small bar, they were all sitting too close at round metal tables, laughing and gazing at each other with ‘I want to fuck you eyes’. A small band was playing at the front of the bar, the saxophonist losing himself in the music as he moved back and forth, his saxophone playing a rhythm of love and forbidden secrets. The singer, with her long ebony hair and pouty red lips, sang into the microphone in a low sultry voice, the meaning of her song clear in her expressive voice, even though I didn’t understand the words.

“Bonjour.” A man stopped by my table, an inviting smile on his face as he gazed at me. My heart raced as I looked up and into his eyes. Was this my Mr. X?

“Bonjour.” I said, my stomach dropping as I gazed into his light blue irises. It wasn’t Mr. X. I knew that because one, Mr. X had told me he had green eyes and two, I just knew. I didn’t have that feeling of excitement and dread balled into one. The man in front of me spoke again, something sensuous and low, but I just shrugged my lack of understanding and gave him my best ‘sorry’ face.

“Pardon Moi, Je ne parles Francais.” I said with a small smile. I was pretty sure that meant I didn’t speak French. The man smiled, his face disappointed before he turned around and walked away. I took a small sip of my wine, it had a deep berry flavor. I was pretty sure it was a Cabernet Sauvignon, though I hadn’t been sure when I’d placed my order. I willed myself to not pull my phone back out of my bag. I wanted to check the time and I wanted to email my best friend, Ellen. She was the only one that knew what I was doing. She’d known everything from the very first day. It was weird to think that the beginning of this adventure had only been a month ago. So much had changed in a month. So much and so little. I could barely believe I was here, in Paris, all by myself, waiting for a man I’d never met before. To do things I’d never done before. To give myself in ways I’d never given myself before. I could barely believe that this was my life. This wasn’t me. No one would ever believe that  I, Aria Skye Hunter, had flown half-way across the world to meet a man for two weeks of passion. A man I’d never met before. A man whose name I didn’t even know. A man I would only recognize by his bright green eyes, intriguing smile and rose in his hand. A man known simply as Mr. X. I knew that no one would ever believe it because I could barely believe it myself.

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Memorized by Alyne Roberts - Cover Reveal

Title: Memorized

Author: Alyne Roberts

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: July 7, 2015

Cover Design: Romantic Book Affairs

Synopsis

The boy who remembers everything. I heard she is finally going home today. The brain is very powerful. Her mind is unable to handle the memories of what happened, so it blocked it out. As I watch her, I envy her. I wish I could forget, just wipe away all the ugly and the bad. I’m not as lucky as the pretty, lost girl. I would gladly trade places with her. She has no idea how good forgetting can be.   The girl who forgot everything. I’m going home today. There is nothing the hospital can do to help me remember the last three years. They say I was attacked, but I can't help them find who it was. They say I'll eventually regain my memories but, it takes time. What happens when you run out of time? Regaining my memory becomes a deadly game of life or death.  

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(Unedited Version. Subject to Change.) Walking into my home could trigger everything I don't remember. I was told the smallest stimulant could unlock what my brain is hiding from me. Part of me hopes it all comes back. The other part, the weak and scared part, wishes I will stay in blissful ignorance. I'm terrified the most to find out what my brain thought was too devastating for me to handle, choosing to block the memories instead. "Well, Willow," Dr. Mason says as he stands to shake my hand. "I will see you next week for our scheduled visit. Good luck." "Thank you," I say to him with a polite smile. I am going to need all the luck I can get. I leave his office and make my way through the quiet halls to the front reception area. My usual headache starts to form. To ease the throb, I rub my forehead with my fingers on my way to freedom. Only a few more feet and I am out of here for good. With my eyes closed, I slam right into a wall. The wall is actually a man with a wide and firm chest. Large hands grip my shoulders to keep me from falling back from the impact. I tilt my head back, looking up to see his face. I'm short, even in my heels, but he has to be over six feet tall. A guy about my age glances down at me quickly with dark, brown eyes. When they finally focus on me, I feel my cheeks heat with embarrassment. I stand frozen as the stranger examines me, from head to toe, like some kind of obstacle that he's trying to figure out. He's intimidating with strong facial features, black hair, and dark eyes. The way his stare drills into me makes me feel he can see all the secrets I can't remember. His grip is firm and steady, holding my body only inches from his own. I can feel the warmth from his wide chest, and I can't decide if it is fear or comfort washing over me. It's a heat that spreads over my entire body, stunning me. The silence becomes suffocating, so I clear my throat and pull out of his hold. "Sorry. I wasn't paying attention," I mumble as I slowly inch away from him. I worry I may have just ran into someone mentally unstable. I have seen people snap here for less and his glare looks unforgiving. His hard stare and tight jaw show no signs of forgiveness. I step around him and keep walking, trying to shake the helpless and useless feelings eating at me. Heat creeps up my neck and to my face with embarrassment. I'm just a young girl that has no idea where she is going, whether it is in the hallway or in life. When I enter the receptionist area, Noah stands from the chair where he had been waiting. I quickly sign all the necessary paperwork and agree to keep my scheduled appointments.  

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Alyne lives in Ohio with her husband, dog and cat. Working full time in an office all day, she spends her nights reading, writing or watching an entire TV series in a night. She refuses to grow up and loves Disney movies and anything with owls. She couldn't live without her coffee or her furry "children". Alyne wrote her first novel titled "Light to the Darkness" in 2014, followed by the Conflicted Encounters Series. To stay up to date on what Alyne is working on, teasers and more: Sign up for the newsletter.   She loves to connect with readers so feel free to stalk her!

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Twisted Knights: Angels and Demons (Twisted Knights MC,#1)

I wasn't sure it was the Jack Daniels or it was Demon. When his tongue found it's way into my mouth I could feel a fire starting to burn between my thighs. The moment I saw Demon at Twisted, I knew he was down for a sultry good time. He stepped back and I couldn't help it but I started to cover myself. He smacked my hands away, the scars that nobody has ever seen suddenly felt like they were on fire under his gaze.
“What happened?”
It almost brought tears to my eyes.
“An abusive ex.” I replied mournfully.


Rebecca fights with her past demons and tries to hold on to her future. Her babies are her life. Jack is a forbidden obsession at first, but could be more if luck is on her side.

Continue to read as the plot thickens and takes a turn for the scandalous.

I wasn't sure it was the Jack Daniels or it was Demon. When his tongue found it's way into my mouth I could feel a fire starting to burn between my thighs. The moment I saw Demon at Twisted, I knew he was down for a sultry good time. He stepped back and I couldn't help it but I started to cover myself. He smacked my hands away, the scars that nobody has ever seen suddenly felt like they were on fire under his gaze.

“What happened?”

It almost brought tears to my eyes.

“An abusive ex.” I replied mournfully.

Twisted Knights: Heaven and Hell: Twisted Knights MC Book Two

ANGEL has been taken, no one knows where to. She is struggling to keep her sanity and stay alive. Clarke keeps reminding her that she is all alone, that no one will come for her, she struggles to remain UNBROKEN...


DEMON wakes up after a month of being in a coma to find that Angel still hasn't been found. After receiving a random phone call, Twisted Knights MC heads across country to bring her home...

When things take a turn for the worst, Demon has to help Angel out of her own HELL. All while fighting the demons from his own past...

Will they find their HEAVEN or be stuck in HELL? Read on to find out.

This is the second book in a series. Book 1 is Twisted Knights: Angels and Demons
Content not suitable for 18 and under!

Angel was laid out underneath of me and Her silky smooth hair fanned out around her head. Completely naked, hard as nail nipples and soaking wet pussy. My hand softly ran up her side, below her arm. I grabbed her shoulder and rolled us both so that she was sitting on my stomach. The way the sun highlighted her body made her look like a true Angel. I could smell her scent mixed with the outdoors, causing my dick to twitch. I'm in Heaven. She rocked her hips along my ABS smearing juices all over. I reached up and grabbed her tits, squeezing firmly. A soft moan escaped her lips as she threw her head back.

“Oh, Demon.”

I lifted her weightless body and aligned her with my cock, dropping her and burying my thick cock deep inside of her.

“Oh shit, babe. That pussy is still tight for me.” She moaned as she rocked, To lost in pleasure for words.

In a flash, everything changed. It all went black and I reached out for Angel, but she was gone. I could hear her sobbing, I looked all around but didn't see her anywhere. A flash of light went off behind me and I turned quickly. There she was on the floor, handcuffed and gagged. I tried to run to her, but steel gates slammed down in front of me. I watched as faceless beings beat her. I shook the bars and screamed. If being with Angel was Heaven, This was surely Hell. A whispered voice touched me, causing me to jump,

“Fight. Wake up and fight.” I was sure I had heard that voice before. So feminine, small even. Angel's voice sounded like honey, this voice sounded almost god like. It hit me like a cement brick to the nuts, MEG.

“Meg, What do I do?” I dropped to my knees and placed my head in my hands. How do I choose? Life or Death, Meg or Angel. The voice came back, haunting me,

“She needs you, fight.” I made up my mind, in that moment. Angel needed me and it was time.

Well, What can I say besides the fact that I am a bored stay at home mom that wanted to share some of the inter working of my brain. I have always loved to read and have so many ideas for good novels/novellas, so please follow to get the most up to date information.

Other then that my life is pretty simple. Married for 5 years to my amazingly supportive husband. two beautiful kids. I have a crazy family, with tons of drama (makes for good writing). I love reading and tattoos. 19 tattoos and counting. MC romance is my number one favorite. After that who knows, I can't list everything that is on my TBR list.

I would love to give a shout out to one very important man... Mr. Lucian Bane. His books have helped my marriage beyond words. This is not a teacher pet kind of post, this is real shit. His work help me find myself, which then led to me writing! So, I need to thank him, Lucian if you ever read this know that your work means the world to me!!!

Any other questions, just ask, I am a pretty open book. LOL pun intended.

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