Monday, 21 December 2015

Made: An #Interracial #BDSM #Mafia #Romance: A Roman Crime Family Novel @BitchesBeWritin

Gabriele Michael Roman-Kane

A man born into political royalty. His father, grandfather, great grandfather and all his other grandfathers being U.S. Senators. He of course next in line to take the families seat.

Ironically, he's a man also born into organized crime. The younger brother to Nick Roman, head of one of the most notorious mafia families on the east coast.

The Roman Family.

All the women in the law office heard the stories. He's well known for taking women to places, one could only dream of going with a man.

Sweet, painfully delicious places.

Will Mia go with him?

Cameron Skye

Who I am:
I ask myself this question daily. Truthfully, I think I’m still finding myself. There are things I do know. They are; I’m a woman. I’m a mother. I’m a fighter. I’m a student and I’m a friend. Oh and…I’m a writer.

What genres I write in
Mafia Romance, BDSM, Erotic Romance, Male/Male. I’m looking to expand into other genres eventually.

Favorite genres to read
Oh my gosh, I am diverse in the genres I read. If a plot pulls me in, I’m willing to read anything.

Favorite TV shows
How to get Away with Murder and Criminal Minds.

Last movie I saw on the big screen
Ummm….I haven’t been to the movies in quite a while. I believe the last one I saw in a theater was….Fast and Furious 6?

What’s on my Netflix list (to be watched)
I don’t have a Netflix or Hulu account.

Coffee or Tea
Both! Caffeine and I, are very….very good friends. LOL

Chocolate or Caramel
Is there really a choice? Love both of them. However, chocolate has to be as dark as possible. I’ve grown to love 90% dark.

Apple Cider or Pumpkin Spice
Apple Cider all the way. Hate ginger in pumpkin spice.

Rock N Roll or Country
Rock N Roll!

Lumberjack or Police Officer
Neither. Give me a bad boy in a suit any day.

Tropical Island or Winter Cabin
Tropical Island. Not into cold weather at all.

Alisa Anderson
Well…Alisa did stuff and is still doing stuff. Only now she has two boys crazy enough to want her to be their mommy. Hey, at least she tried to warn them. So her job is done.
She lives for a world full of controllable anatomically correct, android men programmed to meet her specific feminine needs (wink, wink, nudge, nudge with a big waggle of the eyebrows.) Who look like the Rock and Ian Somerhalder, and Idris Elba. And, that’s it she promises. Variety. Gotta have it right?

Cameron Skye
When Cameron is not in the lab working toward a Ph.D., in Neuropsychopharmacology, which in laymen's terms is basically finding the effects drugs have on mood and behavior, she is writing stories, crating vivid, intense characters you will never forget.
She believes while life can take you down every path but the right one, eventually everyone will find their happily ever after.

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Saturday, 19 December 2015

Blog Tour: Men In Uniform - A Wayward Ink Publishing Anthology

Title: Men in Uniform
Authors: Eric Gober, CJ Baty, Alina Popescu, Kassandra Lea, Asta Idonea, Eddy LeFey, Lily Velden, Jim Dunaway, Carol Pedroso, Jo Tannah
Genre:  Gay Romance, Military, Contemporary, Fantasy, Mystery, Science Fiction
Publisher: Wayward Ink Publshing


Like your boys in blue keeping the… peace?
Hot firemen dealing with… heat?
Naval Officers getting in way too… deep?
Perhaps you have a ‘thing’ for marines…
Or do you prefer your Men In Uniform to belong in the future?
Another galaxy?
Another time?
Wherever your love of a uniform leads you, MEN IN UNIFORM has something for you.
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“Greetings, Lord Commander Militant Garr.” King Arzhur’s voice was modulated, but the depth of emotion in his words sent shafts of fear through Lando, and the implications of the new rank did not escape his notice. The king looked like a man destroyed, and Lando’s heart skipped a beat. He braced himself, mind rushing through several scenarios, all of them involving his prince.
“Greetings, Your Majesty,” he said, thankful his voice did not betray his fear. “I am at your command.”
King Arzhur nodded. “Get to the palace immediately, Lord Commander. Your prince needs you.”
“Permission for a space conduit, Your Majesty.” If Kallen needed him, he should get back the quickest way possible.
“Done. The coordinates have been sent to Tanis. Get here as fast as you can.” Lando saw his king reach out before the monitor dimmed, signaling the end of their communication.
Lando stood. “Get us home, Tanis.”
“Yes, Lord Commander,” the Indigo Artificial Brain replied through the ship’s speakers. “On your mark.”
Lando did not miss a step as he strode onto the bridge. Before him was a bank of three curved-panel displays ringed by switches mounted at his eye level. There was a joystick for when moments in flight would make reaching the screen difficult or if Tanis were somehow, improbably, incommunicable or incapacitated. The monitors came alive. Lando strapped himself into the captain’s chair and gripped its arms to brace himself. “Mark.”
At his command, Tanis turned the scout ship so it paused and lingered in midspace until the magically produced space conduit appeared before them. The conduits made space travel easier,
safer, and faster, but at present only four technomages—all within the royal family—were strong enough to open them. The two most powerful were the king and Prince Kallen. The others were distant cousins.
The conduit opened before them and, in a flash, the Prawler sped through the gaping hole, back to Oryon. The gate closed with finality in a swirl of purple miasma.

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Stories Included

Issue No. 1
Come to a land…
Where epic battles rage…
Among monsters, superheroes, and a very sexy cop.
Love and war are funny business in Hollywood, U.S.A.
PinkertonManThe Pinkerton Man
A blackmailer forced Stiles to leave his perfect life behind.
Along the way, he found a new friend, a job as a Pinkerton Agent, and murder.
Can Stiles find the murderer before he kills again?
ProtectTheExMission: Protect the Ex
Sean never thought his military career would ever have him babysitting his ex who Sean hasn’t seen in six months.
When best friend Tom finds out his younger brother Aiden is targeted, Sean drops everything to protect the man he still loves.
Can two former lovers survive a weekend alone in the woods, or will the threat from within be more devastating than the one from outside?
SparkInTheShadowsA Spark in the Shadows
Love beckons Officer Warden Brooks to the shadows of a desolate place.
But his lover Tate Eldridge is so much more than a criminal, he’s a beautiful mystery.

HHHHHis Heart Held Hostage
When his father loses the battle against Hrafnaheim, Prince Darius finds himself a political prisoner.
Taken in chains to a dark and unfamiliar land, he begins to lose hope.
But then Captain Morten Gunnarsson of the Palace Guards is assigned to watch over him.
Now it is not just Darius’ body being held hostage, but also his heart.
EmperorsSlaveThe Emperor’s Slave
When the Draaduuri arrived on Earth many humans died.
Captain Timothy Kellerman’s family was among them
Now, a truce has been struck. He is the prize.
Crown Prince Yuuhaan has instantly bonded with his slave.
Can the prince keep his baser instincts in check long enough for Timothy to transform?
To become the next great hope of the Draaduuri and the human race?
YesYesYesYes! Yes! Yes!
Go to Portsmouth, said my friends. It’s quieter. You’ll be able to write without distraction.
They obviously hadn’t met my mysterious and elusive neighbour, Finn.…
After all, what would a Friday night be without hearing Moaner, Gusher, or Squeaker screaming out their joy at being shagged senseless by the obviously talented Finn?
Come to think of it, what would a Saturday, Sunday, Tuesday, Wednesday, or Thursday night be without it either?
Thank God for Mondays!
FirefighterMarineThe Firefighter and the Marine
Apartment building fires are always tragic, even if everyone makes it out alive. But what happens when a person can’t make it out on their own?
Brave firefighters must risk their lives in order to rescue trapped people.
Lieutenant Kenny Whitfield is one such firefighter. Brave and somewhat reckless. 
Lance Corporal Steve Martinson is one such person in need.
When Kenny and Steve meet face to face in the hospital, well…
BlueKnightBlue Knight
Franc has resigned himself to yet another year of pain and humiliation in order to complete his on ship training.
Then along comes Zyph, with his sexy blue skin and probing questions…
Will he be Franc’s Blue Knight?
RoyalGuardianThe Royal Guardian
Warrior and Dragon Seek to Destroy Those Who Had Dared Harm Their Prince.


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Friday, 18 December 2015

Guest Post: Guy Ogan, Author of Immortal Relations (Love and War)

The enemy vampires have been eradicated, so it appears our guardian vampires may look forward to a peaceful existence. Eviana is planning on having more children; she has had a son, now she wants a daughter. Magdalena, believing she is incapable of having children, still would like to be married. However, much as in human life, peace and family are placed in harms’ way by unforeseen events.
Immortal Relations, Love and War amps up the action of the first book to a fever pitch. The greedy leaders of Communist China plan to capture the oil, gold and mineral rich fields of Siberia by decapitating the Russian Federation’s Government as a prelude to invasion. Minions of rich OPEC Sheiks seek to stem the flow of Russian Oil so OPEC can raise prices to destroy the economies of the West. The plan to use a “dirty bomb” to destroy the main pumping station and have the radiation make the oil fields unusable.
The radiation containment cap at Chernobyl is failing; the release of poisonous radiation could happen at any time. Worse, some scientists predict the damaged nuclear reactor at Fukushima, Japan could collapse and cause a potential Extinction Level Event!
Who, or what, can be called upon to save civilization and mankind and what impact will the vampire covens experience? Could potentially catastrophic events turn out to offer unforeseen opportunities?
An “Immortal Relations” reader said: “Being a bit of a vampire-phile, I find myself constantly searching for the next vampire series to reach out and grab, or, more appropriately, bite me. I believe I have found my holy grail of vampire novels…”
Excerpt (Shortened): It was a short flight from Moscow to St. Petersburg. There, our party was met by two limousines and whisked along to the historic Hermitage Museum. Arriving, it looked to me like the whole world was there, I didn’t know why President Kolukov had me wear the Russian General’s Uniform he gave me, but I wanted to humor my good friend. We exited the limousine onto a red velvet carpet that had wide gold piping down each side and which looked to be almost 400 meters long. I thought it odd that President Kolukov had me stand to his left and next to him, when Stephan was senior in rank ot my uniform. When we got to the head of the carpet we turned. Stephan and Adam moving behind us, I looked up and turning the corner onto the same red carpet we had just traveled was someone I would recognize anywhere, under any circumstance. It was Magdalena, on the arm of Roger, our doctor. At first I was confuse, but when I saw the dress she wore, an exact copy of her hand made blue dress, only in brilliant white and then heard the music, I realized what was happening…Magdalena and I were getting married! My friends had somehow arranged all this without even a hint that I picked up on. I had already glanced at some of those on either side of the isle and thought I recognized some political figures from various countries.
As Magdalena was escorted slowly forward, I was unable to look anywhere else; she was the only thing that existed in my universe. When she got close, I noticed she had a ribbon with a gold star hanging from it pinned over her left breast. I’d seen a similar medal, back when it was called “Hero of the Soviet Union,” but this one had the double eagle of the Russian Federation. Only an old “war horse” like me would notices that when the woman he loved stood in front of him. An Eastern Orthodox Priest spoke the vows, translated into English for me. Magdalena didn’t need a translator as she spoke several languages, Russian being one of them. We both answered “I do” and “I will,” then I was asked to put the ring on Magdalena’s finger – I started to panic, but Kolukov stepped forward and handed me a ring. My eyes bulged when I looked at it as it must have been five carats of a Red Ruby mounted in Gold! He said, “Just a little bobble courtesy of the Russian people and the Hermitage. I placed it on the finger of my bride, we were officially married and we kissed. Maggie red my thought and on impulse we both turned and kissed Kolukov, each of us on one side of his face. he broke out in loud laughter and said, “Everything has been taken care of for tonight, but the car will be there to pick you both up at 0900 tomorrow.”
The two of us shook hands with Stephan, Adam and Roger, and then we made a bee-line to the limo that pulled up nearby,, as the driver beckoned to us. As we drove off, I wasn’t aware of anything else except the pools of eternity that were Maggie’s eyes!
A few minutes after arriving at the hotel and in our rooms, I heard a knock. When I opened it I was dumbstruck to see the face I never expected to see in a hotel. He asked, “Will you invite me in?” I stammered, “Of course, sir, you are most welcome, always!” I think Maggie was as surprised as I was as Vlad Dracula walked into our honeymoon suite. Vlad said, “I watched your marriage ceremony from the roof of the Hermitage Portico, I think it went very well. I hear you both are flying back to Prague in the morning. I am leaving in my private train in an hour or so, but I wanted to stop by and give you both my congratulations and my profound appreciation for all you have done.” With that Vlad took Magdalena’s hand and kissed it in formal European fashion, shook my hand, turned back to Magdalena and handed her a small box, smiled at both of us, then turned and walked out the door. I have to admit, I stuck my head out the door, but he had disappeared into think air.
I went to the closet and found my good suit hanging there, as well as my old suit, the one that had once had bullet holes in it from the terrorist ambush. It had been expertly repaired. I remarked to Maggie, “I doubt any tailor in the stares could have done that quality of work – our society would have just thrown it out. Maggie had hung her new dress up and when I looked she was wearing a beautiful white set of lingerie complete with white stocking, garter-belt and demi-bra. I was all silky, lacy and very sexy. Part of me stood at attention seeing her looking that way. Maggie suddenly scooped me up and flew over to the bed, placing me on it. I remarked, “I thought that was my job?” Maggie said I was taking too long so she got tired of waiting. I said, “We’re vampires, we’ve got eternity…why the rush?” Maggie replied, “We have to be on the plane in less than 12 hours, and I’ve got an agenda planed for you to do to me, my loving husband, and a few things I intend to do to you as well!”
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Friday, 11 December 2015

Author RJ Jones - Blog Tour for Indigo Road #GayRomance #FlavoursofSage

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Title: Indigo Road
Author: R.J. Jones
Genre: New Adult, Gay Romance, Contemporary
Length: Novel
Cover artist: Meredith Russell


Two best friends take a year off to find themselves… and end up finding each other.
Joshua Simpson has just finished four years at Purdue University, but that’s not why he’s buzzing with excitement. Once they’ve said goodbye to their families, Josh and his best friend Alex are taking off to discover America in an old but reliable VW van, planning on not seeing snow for an entire year.
Josh has always considered himself straight—except for that one time in college—so when he and Alex are living in such close proximity on the road, he’s unsure what these new feelings mean. Is it because they’re spending 24/7 together, or is it something deeper? And does it really matter since Josh has only ever seen Alex with women?
While in Oregon, Josh meets Johnno, a sexy but confusing Aussie surfer. While having an impromptu surfing lesson, Johnno helps Josh realize who he is and what he wants—but Alex’s reaction leaves Josh confused.
From a Montana ranch to the bright lights and dangerous streets of Los Angeles to a dark and lonely deserted highway in Alabama, join Josh and Alex as they drive around the US, discovering not only who they are, but who they can be together.
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We arrived at the clearing near the lake and there were numerous tables and chairs spread out around the large grill, as well as a few picnic blankets dotting the outskirts.
“You hungry yet?” Alex asked.
“No, you?”
“Nope. Let’s go over there. I want to hear more about the horses.” Alex led me toward one of the blankets, away from the crowd. We sat close together; not touching, each of us aware of the other’s personal space. But not too aware. Alex’s fingers brushed mine when he sat and I wrapped my pinky around his once again. His smile told me the touch was welcome.
We talked for a little while, Alex telling me about some of the jobs Sally May had him doing. He sounded like he’d been run ragged. Up early to start cleaning the cabins for the people who had checked out. Running errands for other guests, like those who had gone out and forgotten their hat, so Alex had to run back to their cabin and retrieve it for them. Then, at the end of the day, helping in the kitchen with the cleanup and preparation for the next day’s breakfast for the early risers. As we talked, we both happily ignored the fact we were still touching.
“So I heard you landed on your butt in front of a bunch of kids.” Alex chuckled.
“Yeah, laugh it up. I’d like to see you do better. Those ponies get pretty impatient when you’re not giving them what they want.” I chuckled and shook my head. “At least I’m not scrubbing toilets.”
“No, you’re just picking up horse shit instead.” Alex’s laugh grew louder.
“Next time you want to stop somewhere and work for a week, I’m dumping you on your ass. Seriously, I didn’t realize how much horses shit. I’m going to be smelling it for a month.”
“You’d better not stink, I have to sleep next to you when we get on the road again.” Alex squeezed my finger. I couldn’t wait for it to just be the two of us once more.
Just as I was about to tell him so, Sally May and Josie found us.
“There you are.” Hearing Sally May’s voice, we quickly jumped apart, our fingers no longer tangled together. “I’ve been looking for you everywhere.” She gave Alex a big smile. “Come on, the food will run out if you don’t hurry up.”
She held her hand out to help him off the ground. He looked to me, and I wasn’t sure what I saw in his eyes. Disappointment maybe? Was he as annoyed as I was that we’d been found and our spell broken? I couldn’t tell.
Before I could get a read on him, he reached up and let Sally May help him off the ground and lead him to the grill.

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About the author

R.J. Jones started as a reader and eventually made the progression to reviewing. It wasn’t until two men popped into her thoughts, insisting on telling her their story that she started to write.
It started with one scene. A hot and dirty one in the shower…
R.J.’s initial thought was if she could write their scene then they’d shut up and allow her to concentrate on other aspects of her day. Not so. That shower scene ended up being 3000 words long and three hours of work.  And still, they didn’t shut up.  They told her their entire story and she didn’t sleep for days. Sometimes she couldn’t keep up with what they were telling her and she had to keep a notebook by her bed.
Whilst she was writing their story a side character decided he needed his story told too. Then other characters followed suit.
You see the problem? If she ever wants to sleep again then she needs to write.
R.J. is a wife and a mother to two boys. She is surrounded by males. Even her dog is a boy.
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