Wednesday, March 18, 2015

A Gypsy's Kiss by Susan Griscom

Title: A Gypsy's Kiss
Series: The Sectorium Series 
Author: Susan Griscom
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: May 10, 2015

Breena Cassidy

Cursed with what could be one of the worst supernatural abilities imaginable, Breena has never had the luxury of falling in love. Hell, she’s never even held a guy’s hand. At only twenty-two years old, she’s just about given up on the whole love thing. After all, when you can see twelve hours of someone’s future by a simple touch, and they, in turn, can see what you see, well… relationships are sort of out of the question. Her gigs performing psychic readings at parties, and the occasional one-on-one private appointment are just about Breena’s only connection with people. No matter how much she might wish otherwise.

Hawk Covington

Hawk’s hard body and skill have earned him a starting position on the Pioneer’s college hockey team. But it’s not his talent with a hockey stick that’s the most remarkable. His gorgeous two-colored eyes not only draw the attention of every female on campus, they also allow him to track people and objects. But when he suddenly finds himself stalked by a stranger, he seeks out the help of the rumored, “campus gypsy” for help.

Despite his vow to stay single and play as many college girls as he can while the fun lasts, Hawk can’t ignore his attraction to the lovely and spirited Breena. And she can’t get the hunky star hockey player out of her mind once a single touch of his hand reveals something utterly strange. Surrounded by mystery, they realize that fate has brought them together for a reason, but can they stay alive long enough to recognize the depth of their feelings for one another?


We headed into his apartment and I shrugged my coat off my shoulders, but that’s as far as it got. As soon as Hawk dropped his equipment bag on the floor, he turned to me and grabbed me, pinning me against the wall, my jacket wedged behind me, my arms a prisoner in the sleeves of my jacket as he settled his beautiful mouth back on mine again. I was grateful for the support behind me, so I wouldn’t lose my balance. Though I doubt there would have been any chance of that happening since Hawk had such a secure grip around my waist. When he stopped kissing me, he stared into my eyes. I couldn’t move. My arms were still pinned in my jacket. I couldn’t do anything except stare back into his eyes. The grey and green colors of his eyes danced with desire. Desire for me. The thought scared me, but then he began kissing my neck, trailing kisses down inside the collar of my jacket, sucking in places on the way. He pushed my jacket down my arms, letting the heavy fleece fall to the floor. Then he swept me up in his arms, carried me to his couch and placed me down. 

His mouth was instantly back on mine. The sensation of his taste buds mingling with mine was like honey, ever so sweet and smooth, yet electric. When his lips left mine, I began an internal protest, but relaxed when his tongue skimmed along my neck and down my chest. A small gasp escaped my throat when his palm briefly cupped my breast before his fingers inched inside my sports bar, lifting it up to expose both breasts. “I told you, you have nice breasts,” he mumbled before taking one into his mouth and cupping the other in his hand. A second gasp flowed from my lips, but it was more from the sensation and pleasure he offered than surprise.

Then he lodged his knees between my thighs as his hand came under my bottom and his other was on the back of my neck, urging my mouth toward his. He squeezed my backside and caressed each cheek, pulling me against him. My legs hugged his waist.

“You have such a beautiful ass,” he breathed in between kisses. I want to kiss it. Will you let me kiss it, gypsy? 

I giggled. It was uncontrollable. “You want to kiss my ass?” I repeated out of sheer lack of not knowing what else to say. He made me hot and the thought of his lips on my rear end made me even hotter. 

“Yes, because you have an extremely supreme derriere, but that’s not all I want to do to you.

I daydream often. And sometimes my daydreams interfere with my daydreams not to mention real life. Because, let’s face it, my character’s lives are so much more exciting. Sometimes it’s young adult or new adult contemporary romance and sometimes it’s paranormal romance, where my playing field delves into a different milieu than the usual vampires and werewolves. 

Some day I might write about vampires, fangs and fur, but for now, I prefer sticking to strong heroes and heroines confronted with extraordinary forces of nature, powers and abilities beyond the norm, mixed with a heavy dose of romance to get the blood boiling. 

Of course, there are times I love writing the normal contemporary love story and enjoy getting lost in the dream of a hot sexy hero. I love when a story takes hold and pulls me into the fantasy, that's magic.

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About The View from My Heels

Win Charles has Cerebral Palsy—she also has a thriving jewelry design company, enough metal in her feet to set off any airport’s metal detector, and a love of snowboarding. How do all of these things fit together? 
Don’t be fooled. This isn’t a novel about hardships or all of the things a young woman with a disability can’t do. This is a story about LIVING, about doing it anyway, and about passion. 

The View from My Heels is a novel about a young lady with Cerebral Palsy who has a driving ambition to become a well-known jewelry designer. And she’s well on her way. In fact, she might even be better at accessorizing than you! 

A View From My Heels gives hope and inspiration to the disabled community. Win Charles is an example of triumph that will leave its mark on your heart long after you’ve finished the book and set it down.


Born with Cerebral Palsy, Win Charles has defied the odds by becoming an author. Her memoir I, Win is an amazing story of how she remembers her life through the years of having a condition called “CP”. As a competitor in the Kona Iron Man Triathlon, CEO of her own jewelry design company, and motivational speaker, Win Charles truly is an inspiration to many. Today Win Charles tours the country, speaking to schools and institutions to raise awareness about cerebral palsy and living a full life no matter what holds you back. She is also an advocate of veterans across the world.

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RELEASE DAY BLITZ - Monster Chef by Margaret McHeyzer @givemebooksblog @MargaretMAuthor

Title: Monster Chef
Author: Margaret McHeyzer
 Release Date: March 18, 2015


Holly Walker had everything she’d ever dreamed about – a happy marriage and being mum to beautiful brown-eyed Emma - until an accident nineteen months ago tore her world apart. Now she's a widow and single mother to a boisterous little 7-year-old girl, looking for a new start. Ready to take the next step, Holly has found herself a job as a maître d’ at Table One, a once-acclaimed restaurant in the heart of Sydney. But one extremely arrogant Frenchman isn't going to be easy to work with...

Twenty years ago, Pierre LeRoux came to Australia, following the stunning Aussie girl he'd fallen in love with. He and his wife put their personal lives on hold, determined for Pierre to take Sydney's culinary society by storm. Just as his bright star was on the upswing, tragedy claimed the woman he was hopelessly in love with. He had been known as a Master Chef, but since his wife’s death he has become known as Monster Chef. 

Can two broken people rebuild their lives and find happiness once more?

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**Bound by custom or unique by choice.**

There's something about the written word that's pure magic.

Possibly it's the fact that there are 26 letters in the English alphabet, and they can create something so beautiful or so empowering that they're able to change our lives.

How important is it that we break suit and stretch our minds?

I like to think of myself as 'unique'. My stories aren't for everyone, and sometimes I may push what you believe to be 'normal'.

Normal is subjective.

I prefer to be known as a person who's never been 'bound by custom' but is 'unique by choice'.

Until next time


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Seeing Red and Stone Beast by Bonnie Bliss Book Blitz

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Book Title: Seeing Red 
Author: Bonnie Bliss 
Genre: Erotica (Short Story) 
Release Date: March 2015 
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Book Title: Stone Beast 
Author: Bonnie Bliss writing as L. Kirk 
Genre: Erotica (Short Story) 
Release Date: March 2015 

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Full-figured, boring banker Georgie Daniels has been lusting after Club Haven’s most mysterious Master—Master M. When she dresses to impress one night, hoping this will be the day he notices her—he is a no show. Leaving the club disappointed, she is kidnapped and driven to an undisclosed location to experience all her wildest dreams.

Genre: Erotica

Warning: This is an erotica on-the-go short story. It contains adult content that may be unsuitable for some readers.

Word Count: Approx: 6000
Curvy Bethany comes home early for lunch only to find her boyfriend in bed with not one, but two women. Disappointed and wondering what could’ve gone so totally wrong, she discovers comfort in the arms of the least likely of places. The big, stone beast that resides in front of the library she works at. What is a girl to do when the stone gargoyle becomes a man that wants her for his very own?

Genre: Erotica

Warning: This is an erotica on-the-go short story. It contains adult content that may be unsuitable for some readers.

Word Count: Approx: 6000


"Soft, just how I like my women. Full-bodied, hot, and trembling, just for me."

"What, what do you want from me?"

Oh God, how do I get out of this? I am going to die. Dead on the side of the road, raped and cut into little pieces.

In a last ditch effort, she used her large frame to her advantage and shoved back against him. It felt like he knew she would do that. His large, strong body thrust against her, pinning her. Warm lips grazed her ear. His gruff whisper filled her with dread and a flicker of arousal.

God, I am one sick woman.

"You try that again and I will punish you. You have already earned one. It will be painful, you may even beg me to stop." His hot breath caressed her ear, one hand dropped to grip her flared waist. “Or, for more.” She felt his wicked chuckle all the way down to her toes. Her tears were stinging her cold skin. Shaking her head, she hoped he would get to the point and just let her go. She didn’t want to play.

He nipped at her earlobe and shudders racked her body.

"You will get in the car. I will direct you where to go. You will not look back, and you will not speak. You are mine now. Mine, to do with as I wish. You so much as open that hot mouth of yours—well, you’ll feel my brand of punishment. Trust me, my brand is different than others."

He pressed his covered erection against her ass and she yelped.

"Responsive. Do you understand me?"

She nodded.

"Good. Now get in the car, Red."


A very deep snarl and demand came from above her.

Bethany looked up slowly. Her gaze caught him at the knees and then worked its way right up to his groin. Oh, he was hard. And big. She licked her lips. Her fingers toyed with the shattered rock that was around her. She’d come out to get something out of the car when she noticed her beast gone. It’d been too much. She’d shattered right there on the ground. Her one comfort in all this bullshit, the one constant since she was in high school. She used to breeze by him when she came to study and told him hello—just gone.

Her gaze travelled higher to his huge expanse of chest. The man’s muscles rippled through that tight white cotton.


Then his face. It was like he was created from stone. All his features were strong and defined. She shifted and tried to curl up tight, hiding her overabundance of curves from him.

“Don’t do that!” he barked.

Bethany sucked in a breath and scooted back. He came closer. He towered over her. She jerked her gaze up and caught his bright blue eyes. They were nearly glowing and just—damn. Hot holy damn. His blonde hair was untamed and looked wind-blown. He came to his knees in front of her and reached a hand out. She was frozen and couldn’t move when he brushed a tear away, then tucked some of her messy curls behind an ear.

“Why are you crying, little one?”

Little one?

She scoffed and shifted from him. Now he was teasing her. She didn’t like this hot dude anymore.

“Nothing. You can go away now.”


Her eyes went wide and she looked back towards him. “What did you just say?”

“You’re crying. You’re sad and I’m going to make it fucking better. Was it that cunt boyfriend of yours?”

“Patrick? How—” She waved her hands in front of her. “You know what, nevermind. I don’t know you, dude. And you are just here to mock me so I’m gonna get back to work.”

She got up to leave but just as she turned away from him, something very powerful wrapped around her waist and swung her around. Bethany was slammed against a freaking wall. Her palms slapped against his chest and his hot breath spilled over her face. Bethany sucked in a breath and he smelled like the exquisite dampness of night. Wait? She darted her gaze up to his and tried to remember her stone hero. Her eyes squinted and he smirked down at her.

Oh, my.

Her stomach bottomed out and she was creaming in her panties. He took a deep breath and growled. Oh, lordy. He was growling at her and he leaned in close his hot, full lips brushed over hers. “You smell like you want to fuck, little one. Be careful. I want to fuck you very badly.”










Meet the Author

Bonnie Bliss is the brain child of two authors. Bonnie is a husband and wife duo who have come together to weave stories of passion, action, betrayal, and ultimate surrender. They have discovered that mixing genres is their thing. Their tastes go dark, and they love to twist up sweet stories and make them a bit more tense and sexy. Bonnie writes in multiple genres with plans to dabble into more areas of fiction.

One is a Southern California native, the other was born and raised in Yorkshire, England. The husband spends his time giving the wife alpha males with bite. He is a man that needs to see his world in print. He has a panty melting accent, loves listening to music, watching Game of Thrones, and obsessing over Heisenberg. The wife spends her time writing strong women that evolve into their power, they don’t just come out guns blazing. She claims the song California Girls, by Katy Perry is totally accurate. She’s done everything from waitressing, customer service phone rep., Corporate Real Estate, and spent a pretty impressive part of her life working for the Disney Corporation—before finding her way into the publishing world with her husband.
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