BOOK REVIEW: Taboo Kisses by Gracen Miller

WARNING: 

This book is for readers 18 and over, contains explicit sexual content, including, but not limited to, m/m, m/f/m, double penetration, anal play, sex-toy play, sex-fruit play, shifter sex, voyeurism, forced seduction, and anything else I might've forgotten to list!

BLURB:

Taboo Kisses…where desires and inhibitions collide.

Dispatched to the mortal realm from Atlantis to seek the source of a brewing rebellion, Sameya is thrown for a tailspin when she discovers her fated mates. As a siren her songs entice mankind and immortals alike to their death. She’s stunned to be seduced by a taboo union with a tiger-shifter and vampyr. Mating the pair could complicate everything and threaten her freedom. Fueled by her duty to Atlantis, Sameya rejects fate’s wisdom and refutes her attraction to the men.

Taboo Kisses…when the forbidden becomes irresistible.

Gabriel and Maximus have been searching for their mate for centuries. Neither expected the siren they were hired to find would deliver more than a lucrative payday. Frustrated by Sameya’s aversion to their mating, the men anticipate an empty future if she refuses to complete their union. In a rash move Maximus seizes Sameya and holds her captive.

Taboo Kisses…when the siren is serenaded with temptation.

Trapped and at their mercy, Sameya is bombarded with pleasure. Can her mates convince her to take a gamble on their taboo union? With danger lurking in the shadows, will the choice be taken from her?

R.E. Hargrave's Review:

I stumbled across the tour sign up for Taboo Kisses, and on a whim, signed up for a review because I liked the cover—without reading the summary. That means I didn’t really know what I was in for.

To my great surprise it turned out to be a paranormal tale; even better, though, it was one with vampyrs. (How cool is Miller’s spelling?!) A shifter and a siren round out the threesome that make our main ‘couple.’

Gabriel and Maximus are an already established pair when the story opens. While they've claimed each other as mates (yes, folks, there is m/m loving in this *fans self*) they've held off holding an official mating ceremony because they know there is a third to their union—a female to help them procreate and complete them.

When their paths finally cross with Sameya’s, no one is more surprised than her. The boys have had years to come to terms with their interspecies mating; however, Sameya never expected to mate, let alone mate outside of her race. She’s a timerelic and a siren, and as such as spent thousands of years protecting the Empress of Atlantis. Independence and being in charge of security are what she knows.

Miller takes the reader on a fast-paced, XXX adventure filled with court conspiracies and learning to love. In my opinion, there is also an underlying moral to the story: you can't choose who or even what you love. True love and emotions aren't governed by gender or race.

If you like the Anita Blake series, then I’m sure you’ll enjoy Taboo Kisses. Just be sure to heed the warnings the author so diligently lists so that you aren’t caught off guard by how kinky and sizzling the content is.

*I was given an ARC in exchange for an honest review.*

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Release Day - A Novella by Emma Husher

And All the Phases In-Between

A sweet novella by new author

Emma Husher

 

 

Available today!

Patrice Minner has had a horrible day. In fact, her life has been nothing but one loss after another. Through it all, her two best friends have been by her side. When the object of every woman’s fantasy passes through her life, Shelby and Becca persuade Patrice to go after him. Never have been the one to investigate her girlie side, Patrice lets her friends show her the finer ways of the sensual woman. But will it be enough to entice the infamous Austin Tate?

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Psst! Inside is a sneak peek of A Betty’s Pledge, Emma’s first full length novel due to release in

April, 2014

Fiery Friday (Author Spotlight, Kate Lynne)

Interview with Kate Lynne

How long have you been writing erotica and what got you started?

Only a couple months. I had a character calling out to me... and I wanted to give it try.

Where do you get your inspiration?

My inspiration from this series honestly came from envisioning this character... and reading other erotica novels. 

Which of your characters would you most likely see yourself dating? Why?

At this time.. It's only a female character that everyone is aware of. So I cannot answer, just yet.

If your books were made into movies, which actors/actresses do you see playing your main characters?

V- Scarlett Johansson

What's next for you? Any new releases coming up that we should know about?

The next book is titled Confused... And it is the next in the series. No set release date at the moment.

Is there anything else you'd like us to know about you or your writing?

I have been told it is very unique and unexpected. I got many WTF comments, but in a good way.

Thanks for chatting with us, Kate!

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The Works Wednesday (Author Spotlight, Kate Lynne)

An Excerpt from

By Kate Lynne

“Yes, baby, just like that.” I moan because I’m sitting on his face and his tongue is deep inside of me, flicking around aimlessly back and forth. No solid direction, but it stills feels fucking golden. I have his hands tied to the bed posts behind him. “Come on, don’t stop…lick that pussy until I cum all over your face. You like it when I squirt all over you. You love it when I grind my pussy against your tongue until you can’t breathe!” He mumbles, but I can’t hear him for obvious reasons. I’m riding his face like I would trot on a horse and he fucking loves it. He thinks this control is just an act. They all do. I slap his chest when he starts coughing, leaving a bright red hand mark behind. I cum so hard that my toes go numb and my leg continuously twitches. A mixture of him tongue fucking my soaking wet cunt and seeing the handiwork my feminine hand did on his brilliantly muscled chest instantly sends me over the edge. I get off of his face and climb off the bed without releasing him. I grab my purse from the bedside table. I pull my cigarettes out and light one up. I dance around the room, to the beat inside my own head. I tempt him by wiggling every asset I have around the room. I shimmy my hands, shake my breasts and even turn around so he gets a nice glance at my sexy ass.
“You like what you see, baby?” I ask him.
“Mm…yes. Come here, V. Untie me.” He’s practically whimpering. The begging is one of my favorite parts.
“Say please.”
“Pleeeeeease!”
I now have my hand trailing down to my core. I trace my outer lips and stick my middle finger inside my wet pussy. I bring it out slowly, teasing myself just the way I like. I slowly bring my middle finger up to my lips and suck it seductively into my mouth. He erupts all over himself and I haven’t even touched him.
“Naughty, naughty boy. You came before I said you could. Have fun lying there for the rest of the night alone.” I continue my dance around the room, making my way, butt ass naked to the bedroom door to let myself out. I happen to glance at the wall and there it is, a fucking wedding photo. How in the world did I not notice that before? Must have been all the bodily fluids I was leaking and my brain being fuzzy. I get that way from over-stimulation. Ah well, other fish in the sea. I exit the room and laugh.
“Nooo! Come back, V! Stop fucking around. Don’t leave me tied up here!” He’s screaming now and it only causes my laughter to increase. Rage rapid fires and takes over my entire being.
“Being tied up is not the worst thing that can happen to you, believe that!” I call back. If only he knew how much truth I was telling in that moment and usually I don’t tell the truth.

Meeting Monday: Author Spotlight, Kate Lynne (Week of 12/30/13)

Meet Kate Lynne

23 Years Young.
Manager for an assisted living program working with mentally challenged adults.
Currently pursuing my degree in Music Therapy.
Loves Music, writing and reading.
Has a cockapoo dog named Jezebella that is closest thing I have to a child. She's a handful, but I love her.
Currently resides in Michigan, USA.
Addicted to Lip Gloss, Oreos and Sleep.

Discover Her Books...

Used

The name's V...

I'm beautiful in every sense of the word physically. But on the inside, I'm a black pit. 

If you're expecting a happily ever after, a white picket fence and 2.5 kids; then this isn't the story for you.

There aren't any happily ever after in the works for me or those whose lives I poison. 

I hold the key to my pleasure and I'll be damned if I ever give it up again.

God forsake those that stand in my way of ultimate gratification.

You may regret me, but you'll never forget me.

Use or Be Used, there are no other options...

Confused the second in the series...

You didn't honestly think you could get rid of me just yet, did you?

New town, new faces and by far my biggest conquest yet. I will have him. There is no doubt in my mind.

Detective...Breccan...Grant...

His name rolls right off my tongue and drips deep down to my core.

Tall, dark and undeniably handsome.

Seducing is the name of the game, but he's not falling for it... Yet!

Of course that doesn't deter me. You should know me better by now.

The only thing left to do is up the ante'. My cold, dead heart at the center of the prize table, up for grabs to my next victim.

Until it suddenly starts to beat again.

Don't panic, I know I'm not. Temporary malfunction, that's all! Nothing more, nothing less.

My heart must be confused. Simply. Fucking. Confused

Understood the third and final in the series...

My finger is on the trigger… Steady. Aim. Fire.


I'm determined to finish what I've started.


I am a lot of things, but a quitter isn't on the list.


I'm not asking for love, hope or even pity.


In fact, if you give me any of those things, it may be you with the gun aimed at your heart.


All I've ever asked is to be UNDERSTOOD…


Unfortunately, if anyone ever does, they'll be the one who ends up taking the bullet!

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Excerpt from Need (Finding Anna, Book 2) by Sherri Hayes

 



He smiled warmly as he turned to leave for work Wednesday morning. I blushed as he grazed my cheek with his fingers and he told me to have fun with Lily. As I watched him leave, I traced my lips with my index finger. I could still feel the ghost of his pressing against them.

I closed my eyes as I leaned against the back of the couch and remembered last night. It had started out to be a kiss just like all the others, but then he somehow managed to turn me so that my legs were on either side of his. I was straddling him.

He’d encouraged me to touch him. Touch him in any way I wanted. My hands found their way into his hair.

I was unsure. While he’d never had a problem with me touching him, it was something that was very new to me. Ian hadn’t allowed much touching unless it was to service him. A few of the men he’d given me to had liked to be touched, but they always told me where to touch them and what to do. Ste . . . Stephan hadn’t given me instructions.

I remembered my hands in his hair as his fingers traveled up and down my back over my shirt. It was amazing how wonderful it had felt. How wonderful it always felt when I was in his arms.

My breath caught as I remembered how his hands had held tightly to my hips before he pressed me hard against him. I’d felt his arousal through the thin layer of his dress pants.

The moment I felt that unmistakable bulge of want and lust, I’d frozen. I’d felt the panic begin to take over.

He abruptly pulled away from my lips and he made me look at him. I could still hear his voice. Still feel his breath against my lips. “Not until you ask me, Brianna. Not until you ask.”

He’d held us both perfectly still until I’d calmed down. Then, he told me that he needed me to understand how much he wanted me and that he hoped one day I’d let him show me.

I hadn’t known how to respond, but he didn’t seem to need one. Instead, he proceeded to place soft kisses all over my face and then down my neck to a spot just behind my ear.

His mouth kept moving at an unhurried pace over every inch of exposed skin on my face and neck.

My face flushed just remembering it.

After a few minutes, I had started to forget about the part of his anatomy I could feel between my legs. The only things that I could think about were his lips. His tongue. And what they were doing to me. He always seemed to be able to make me feel things. Good things.

The problem was that even now, remembering, I had no idea what it all meant. Everything was very new. Although I liked it, I was scared.

No matter how hard I tried, my thoughts about the previous night continued throughout the morning. I tried to read, but after spending an hour looking at the same page, I stopped and set it aside.

There on the nightstand was the journal he’d given me. My journal.

I reluctantly picked it up. Its pages were fresh and new, just waiting to be filled, so I began to write.

Surprisingly, the words spilled out onto the page. Everything I’d been feeling. My fears. The strange reactions I had when he kissed me. How just having him there with me calmed me down. How different he was from Ian.

I was so caught up in my writing that I didn’t notice the time passing. When I looked up, the clock read eleven thirty. Lily would arrive in fifteen minutes. I threw the journal down on the bed and rushed to my closet to find something to wear.

 

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Beats for The Sheets: Sexy Song of The Month, December

The Holiday season is a time when we all crave warmth, but sometimes sensuality isn't cozy. Sometimes, it's laced with desperation. There's something about Dashboard Confessional that conjures the season of winter for me. It could be that I listened to them relentlessly in a long gone winter of my youth. Listening, singing aloud, and pouring my heart out in my freezing cold Ford Tempo--singing to the lights on my dashboard as this artist intended.

Winter can mean holding hands under fleece blankets while drinking hot chocolate and staring at holiday lights, but it can also make the desire to posses another's heart--or body--even more poignant.

We may remember relationships past and long for their return or feel relieved that they are over.

Either way, this song "Screaming Infidelities" evokes emotion in me and maybe it will for you as well.

Enjoy, and have the warmest of holidays.

I'm missing your bed

I never sleep

Avoiding the spots where we'd have to speak

And this bottle of beast is taking me home

I'm cuddling close

To blankets and sheets

But you're not alone and you're not discreet

You make sure I know who's taking you home

I'm reading your note over again

There is not a word that I comprehend

Except when you signed it

"I will love you always and forever"

As for now I'm gonna hear the saddest songs

And sit alone and wonder,how you're making out

And as for me I wish that I was anywhere

With anyone making out

I'm missing your laugh

How did it break?

And when did your eyes begin to look fake?

I hope you're as happy as your pretending

I'm cuddling close

To play it to cheats

'N I am alone, in my defeat

I wish I knew you were safely at home

I'm missing your bed

I never sleep

Avoiding the spots where we'd have to sleep

And this bottle of beast is taking me home

As for now I'm gonna hear the saddest songs

And sit alone and wonder,how you're making out

And as for me I wish that I was anywhere

With anyone making out

Your hair, it's everywhere

Screaming infidelities and taking its wear

Your hair, it's everywhere

Screaming infidelities and taking its wear

Your hair, it's everywhere

Screaming infidelities and taking its wear

Your hair, it's everywhere

Screaming infidelities and taking its wear

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