Tuesday, August 28, 2012

AUTHOR SPOTLITE: Janiera Eldridge @lazenbeauty SOUL SISTERS (vol 1) via @SPNHeather

About this author:

I adore writing. I write about anything and everything that started as a little idea in my mind and grew into a big one. Whatever I write you can be assured it is from my heart! Click here to visit her website.

Facebook URL:http://www.facebook.com/janiera.eldridge.1
Twitter URL:: http://twitter.com/lazenbeauty

Soul Sisters (Volume 1)

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Soul Sisters is an urban fantasy novel about African-American twin sisters Ani and Dana who have a rather unique secret: one sister is human while the other is a vampire. While the sisters have lived peacefully with each other for many years one fateful night will change both their lives forever. When a drunken man tries to attack Dana (the human sister) Ani (the vampire sister) protects her sister with all of her ferocious power. 

However, when the vampire’s leader Donovan finds out about the public display he calls for the sisters to be assassinated for disobedience. Ani and Dana now are in for the fight of their lives to protect each other as well as the lives of their dedicated friends who have joined them on their mission for survival. If Dana and Ani can make it through this time of uncertainty, Ani can take her new place as vampire queen. Soul Sisters is expected to be a trilogy; The book also features a multicultural cast of characters that brings a new edge of chic to the vampire world.

1. Hi Janiera, tell us a little bit about yourself and where you are from?
I love to read and support other indie authors like myself.  I've been born and raised in Florida and I love the wonderful weather here! When I'm not writing or reading I'm working as a freelance writer. My favorite subjects to write on are entertainmentbeauty, books and health. I'm always looking for work because I'm always working lol. I'm also a movie buff and I love trying new and exotic foods.

2. What books have you read that has influence your writing?
The Twilight novels are a huge inspiration for me. It got me started reading and writing again so for that I am forever grateful. The vampire genre has been my favorite ever since.  As far as the mystery element to my book Dean Koontz's book are a huge inspiration because they stay shocking. He is one of my favorite writers.

3. What advice will you give inspiring writers?
Believe in YOUR work. Sometimes it might seem like no one believes in your work but if you do, nothing else matters. And if the publishers turn you down remember, there's a little a thing called self-publishing and it is awesome!

4. Tell us more about Soul Sisters. Sibling Twins, Ani and Dana sound very interesting!
Ani and Dana are twin sisters with a unique situation, one is a vampire and one is human. Now they are both immortal but Ani gets all of the cool vampire features.  They also can not survive without each other hence why their lives get so messy in this book. I've had a lot of people ask me how this happened but I won't tell, you'll have to read the book to find out.

5. Where can people purchase this book and find out more about any of your other literary endeavors?
You can purchase Soul Sisters through my website Books & Beauty on Kindle for just $2.99 or paperback for just $10! I also post about upcoming plans with my writing when I'm not supporting other authors.



Dana could not help but let out a slight chuckle. “Your people? And who are your people?”

“I cannot tell you that right now in case you decide that you do not want to go through with this

process. What we have to offer is very secret. We are offering your husband a second chance at life.

We offer you a chance at eternal life. You must give us a piece of yourself, however, to create a soul

sister which will become one of our kind.”

“You will give me eternal life?” Dana asked raising a pointed eyebrow.

“Yes. The process will be virtually painless. You may feel a slight stinging in your blood at first but

then you will not feel much of anything at all. Your soul sister will look exactly like you but will be a

bit…different.” Donovan sat up and straightened out his black fur coat. “Your soul sister will leave you

alone if you wish but, in times of danger she will be right there by your side. There is nothing you can do

about this; she will be there to protect you from any harm that comes your way.”

“Will there be people coming after me when this process is completed?” This part sounded the most

troubling to Dana and she wondered just who-or what-could put her in danger.

“There may be a time much later where who you are might become a problem, but that will not be for

many, many years. You will also have plenty of notice before that happens, trust me. So, do you want to

move forward with this or are you ready to take a chance and face the rest of your life without your soul


Dana felt threatened by his last words. She didn’t know if she could leave at this point even if she

wanted to. The drop in his voice during the last few sentences sounded like more of a threat than an

explanation. Dana had to admit to herself, though, that what he was hinting at was right. She didn’t

want to spend the rest of her life without Bryson. Her mother always told her that a true woman did

what she had to do in order to keep herself and the ones around her safe. This is what she had to do and

she was prepared to do it without more thinking. However, she had one more question she needed to

know the answer to.

“Will my husband receive eternal life with me?” Dana sat up straight trying not to let her fear show

through her body or on her face.

“I cannot give him eternal life; I can only offer that to you and your soul sister. My people are only

responsible for restoring his health and giving him a second chance at life.” Although this really

disappointed Dana she knew that having a second chance at life was better than letting him die so

young. The years she had to face without waking up to him every morning would be painful but, she

would always treasure the extra years they had together.

“All the same, I want to do this and get it over with. Wait! What exactly is your kind? I’ve agreed to do

it. I think I have the right to know now.”

Donovan took a deep swallow and cleared his voice, “My people are famous supposed monsters from

medieval folklore. Once I tell you this you have to go through with the process, you can never turn

back.” Donovan sat down next Dana.

“What are your people? Werewolves?”Dana gave a slight smile.

“No. Vampires,” Donovan said with a perfectly straight face. There was a moment of uncomfortable

silence between the two of them.

“Ok, I’m not really sure what is going on here but, I need you to save my husband’s life. As long as you

are not turning me into a vampire then I’m willing to do this.”

“Your soul sister is the vampire; you will live as a normal human being for all of eternity.”

“Ok, well, what do I have to do?” Dana’s eyes fluttered continually due to nervousness. She was

ashamed at how much of her vulnerability was showing. If he claimed his people were vampires than

what exactly were they capable of?

“Come.” He stood up and extended his long graceful hand to Dana while she sat completely motionless.

For the first time Donovan realized how beautiful Dana was and what a walking powerhouse her soul

sister will be.

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

AUTHOR SPOTLITE: Tales of an Original Bad Girl by Mack Mama @mackmama via @aambookclub

Synopsis: Mack Mama has defied all odds and after being counted out by many she rises from the ashes of defeat. She served a total of 13 years in prison and after her last stint, she chose to concentrate on her music and literary talents. Her debut novel happens to be the story of her tumultuous life. “Make no mistake, I wrote my memoir not to glorify my lifestyle, but to save the children that are going down the wrong path. Hopefully they will say “If Mack Mama can change, so can I”

Born addicted to heroin, and taught to shoplift by watching her mother steal to support her habit. Mack Mama was destined for destruction. When her mother died from the AIDS virus, Mack spiraled out of control. She was bitter, and disgruntled, using her mother’s death as an excuse to destroy her life. She became very vicious, and treacherous, as she adapted to the grimey streets of Brooklyn in the 80’s. Drugs, violence, and sex ,was the norm. Mack Mama partakes in it all. As she searches for her sanity, she purges her soul in this shockingly honest memoir. Mack Mama was well known for being a hustler, and lived a lavish lifestyle, but after various bids in prison she realizes that she wasn’t beating the system. She, was getting beat and wasting her life behind bars.

She suffered from domestic abuse from her spouse, who was nine years, her senior, and inevitably became the abuser in her relationships with women. Her last prison stint changed her life and started her on her road to redemption. TALES OF AN ORIGINAL BAD GIRL is indeed a page-turner and a revelation, about the author’s wild life. She describes her life honestly, and with raw detail, taking the reader into the story as witness to the insanity of urban life in the underworld of Brooklyn, New York.

Excerpt: This is the chapter that I really want my daughter and other young girls in the world to analyze and learn from. I ruined the first part of my life by making all of the wrong choices. I was using my mother’s mistakes and her life as an excuse to destroy my own. That was truly sad. I would never want anybody to repeat the mistakes that I made. I hope by telling my story, it will prevent young girls who can relate and dealing with similar situations from wrecking their lives.

I started selling drugs for a local dealer named Kelvin Martin a.k.a. Fifty Cent. He was the gangster from Fort Green projects who the rapper, Curtis Jackson, named himself after. I had decided to switch up my hustle because I was getting too hot in the stores. I took a shot at selling crack. I hated staying with my mother because of all the drug activity that she brought into our apartment. It became a crack den, and she started stealing from me to feed her addiction. My home had become a living nightmare. I just wanted to make a lot of money and get my own crib. I had dreams of getting rich by selling drugs, but boy did that turn into a fiasco.

I worked for twenty percent off of every hundred that I made, which was a measly amount for all of the risk that I took. Fifty Cent knew that if I got caught, I wouldn’t do anytime due to my juvenile status. My downfall was that I wanted to buy clothes from the crack head boosters and, before I knew it, I had dipped into his cut of the money too many times. I didn’t realize it until the shorts began to add up, and he brought it to my attention the hard way. Fifty sent Crime, one of his lieutenants to bring me to meet him. I was very nervous. He had never dealt with me directly, and I was intimidated to meet the infamous gangster. He was known for his ruthlessness, and I didn’t know what to expect. I was brought to a building in Farragut Houses, the projects where we sold the drugs, and then escorted to the roof for the meeting. It was all done in silence. I almost shitted my pants when I stood in front of him. It was not his stature, because he was all of fight foot three. He was a little man with a deep growl and, when he spoke, it’s almost like he was barking at you “YO, B***H

WHAT UP WITH MY MONEY?” he barked. I almost collapsed.

“What do you me-mea-mean? I stuttered, shaking uncontrollably. I knew exactly what he meant. My shopping had caught up with me, and I was about to feel it.

“Well since you don’t know what I’m talking about, how ‘bout I tell you, he stated calmly then roared, “I WANT MY MOTHERF*****G MONEY, NOW! B***H, YOU BEEN DIPPING AND YOU OWE ME FOUR HUNDRED DOLLARS HOE!”

“I didn’t dip in your money. I swear to god,” I cried. I was beginning to hyperventilate. I looked at him and Crime wildly, trying to figure out how I was going to get out of the situation, and wondering why the hell were we having this discussion on the roof.

MAN’S D**K RIGHT NOW” I was horrified at the thought and sick to my stomach. My mind was racing and, all I knew was, I wasn’t going to suck nobody’s d**k.

“IT WASN’T ME!!” I yelled frantically, trying to convince this ruthless, cold-blooded killer that I didn’t steal his drug money. I started telling on the other worker, and blaming her for everything. I didn’t care! All I knew was I wasn’t going down by myself.

OFF THIS F*****G ROOF” he threatened, his growl as ferocious as a Lion when he attacks his prey.

“I will get you your money. Please don’t killllllllllllllll meeeeeee” I started wailing.

“B***H, SHUT UP! I’M GOING TO MURDA’ YOUR ASS IF YOU DON’T GET MY MONEY TO ME BY TOMORROW.” He dragged me to the edge of the roof, and squeezed my neck, and whispered in my ear, “Hoe, you better have my money” then he abruptly released me. Most importantly, he didn’t sodomize me, which I was forever grateful for. After telling my mother and my sister’s father, who was staying with my mom at the time, what transpired, they both managed to come up with four hundred dollars, so that I wouldn’t die. That was one time that my mother put me before getting high. She knew the situation was serious. Plus, with the reputation that Fifty Cent had in the streets, she wasn’t going to let her baby get hurt. I loved her for that.

That was the end of my stint as a drug dealer. I never tried that bullshit again. I was utterly traumatized. Ironically, a few months later, I started messing with him. This was not by choice, but by demand. I was visiting my best friend’s aunt when in walked my worst nightmare-Fifty Cent. I was in complete shock, and I nearly fainted. I was hoping to never lay eyes on dude again, but there he was, standing in the doorway with an evil grin on his face. “Come here, bitch! Long time, no see” He said smirking at me. “Hi, Fifty” I said meekly, hoping he would finish talking to his aunt. I had no idea that she was even related to him. He grabbed my arm and dragged me into the other room like a caveman, and then flung me onto the bed. The unthinkable was taking place and I couldn’t believe that his aunt was letting it happen. I mean, if a grown lady couldn’t control this madman, I didn’t stand a chance in hell. He was around twenty-four and I was a tender fifteen. That was definitely illegal. It was the norm for most of the drug dealers and hustlers in the hood to sleep with underage girls. It was never an issue because most of our mothers were either drug addicts or drunks. So who cared? Plus, no one who I associated with had a father figure in their home, so we looked for that guidance in the older guys from our ‘hood.

From that day on, I became Fifty’s girl, which only defined me as being one of the many girls he dealt with. I guess he liked my innocence, because I was definitely not in his league (at that time). I would never allow my fourteen year old, daughter who is eleven at the time of this writing, to date a twenty-four year old man. Mentally, a young girl is just not ready for the mind screwing (manipulation) that an older man can do to her.

About This Author

Mack Mama is a self published Author with two titles released under her publishing house Star Status Publishing.  Her autobiography is called “Tales of an Original Bad Girl” and tells the riveting story of her life.  She tells her story with such raw honesty that you relive the pain she felt when her mom died of AIDS when she was only sixteen.  She shares what made her run to the streets with such vengeance and all the fury she felt when she shot four people. She also diagnosis the insanity that she lived through and talks about the change she has undergone to become the woman she is today.  

She is a motivational speaker and shares her testimony with the troubled teens in schools around the country. Her autobiography includes 116 pictures and a Soundtrack.  What better way to get to know Mack Mama.  Read about her, enjoy the visuals, and hear her music all at once. “Daisy Jones” is the follow up novel and an incredible fiction sure to certify Mack as a genuine author.

Check out the soundtrack for her autobiography the self-titled cd “MACK MAMA” and see why she is truly what the Music Industry and the world needs.  She has the total package, the look, talent to stand on her own lyrically, the business savvy to make her publishing company successful and the credibility to make her stories believable.

Get to Know Mack Mama: 
1. What made you decide to start writing novels?

I was incarcerated and had read numerous books. I decided I had a story inside of me that would be unique.
I was tired of the same old urban fiction. I lived the lifestyle that was often depicted in the novels I loved, so I am an authority on an authentic street story.

I wrote Daisy Jones and an author was born. I didn’t release Daisy Jones until after I wrote and released Tales of an Original Bad Girl. I wanted people to read my memoir and get a sense of who I am opposed to popping out the blue as another street lit author.

2. Why did you feel that your life story would be interesting?

I have lived a life few people could imagine. I have experienced drugs, sex and alcohol and wasn’t a rock star. My mom died when I was sixteen years old from the AIDS Virus and it rocked my world. I turned into a very bitter, disgruntled wild teen and ran to the streets with a vengeance.

I knew that my story could possibly save a life or deter a person that can identify with my situation from choosing the path that I ran down. I was mentally, emotionally and physically abused by my ex-husband who was nine years my senior.

I had a bout with post partum depression that I discuss candidly. These issues affect millions of women. My story needed to be told so I wrote it and poured my heart and soul onto the pages. I purged and shared my life with such honesty and raw emotion that people that have read it love me!

3. How much time did you do in prison?

Thirteen years in total. I went from being the valedictorian in Junior High school to earning a degree from the school of Hard knocks. I ran in and out of prison like it was a time-share. I destroyed my record and let my family down time and time again.

4. What happened to your music career?

It never went anywhere because I did so much time. My music is my first love, I rap and sing and I put out a soundtrack with every book I have released. Tales of an Original Bad Girl has a soundtrack that sells on itunes called “Mack Mama”. The chapters in the book are the song titles on the cd. You read “Don’t turn out like me” and then pop in the song. It gives you the entire Mack Mama experience.

My books are like my husband that I love, they pay my bills and music is my lover, who makes me feel sooo good, but has no money.  There was simply no money in it for me, although I am extremely talented. It is notoriously hard for females to make it in the music industry. I love books because even independently, as a self-published author you can make a living off of your writing.

5. What motivates you to write?

My daughter. She is so proud of me and I want to continue to keep her beaming and bragging that her mom is an author.

6. What do you do to give back to the community?

I have developed an online mentoring program to provide after care with the girls that I speak to during my speaking engagements. I felt like after I talk to the at-risk youth where do they go from there. If I had a mentor that I respected and believed that, they knew what I was going through, perhaps I would have listened. It sure would have saved me years of turmoil.

7. What would you like the readers to know?

Take a shot on my books. I may be a new author but I won’t be going anywhere soon. I am a reliable brand. I have two new books on the way and I’m determined to make Star Status Publishing a household name.

I also want them to tune in to my radio show on Mack Mama’s World Radio on blogtalk, you would absolutely love my show. I have interviewed the best in the business. My shows are incredibly untamed and lively. Check me out. I also blog for Corner Store Magazine my blogs are interesting and gives you my spin on life issues and gossip.

Also, go to my mentoring site and donate to a wonderful cause. I love the children and am dedicated to doing my part in saving the at-risk youth from their ruins. It takes time, and finances to get them into positive activities, workshops and outings. I need help!

Thank you AAMBC for allowing me to use your platform to introduce myself to the masses.

Thanks to all my supporters and “fam” that purchase, follow, listen and spread the word about MACK MAMA. I love you all from the bottom of my heart.


Thursday, August 09, 2012

Author Spotlite: Julia Press Simmons, author of Fuck it, I'm Fat: My Weight Loss Journey #blogtour

Dear Readers,
I must have started this book hundreds of times over the last few years, but could never bring myself to complete it until now. I’m no longer afraid to face the truth. I’m 34 years old and I have a wicked food addiction and a serious lack of impulse control. They say the first step on the road to recovery is admitting you have a problem. Whoop here it is. Thank you all so much for the love and support.
Yours truly



Well, actually, it has been deadly for quite some time. I was diagnosed with diabetes in 2005, but I’ve been fat-as-fuck since forever. I’ve lived a hard life, and food has always been my source of comfort. Whenever I’d go through something, anything, I’d eat, and eat, and eat. It didn’t matter if I was full, I didn’t eat to get full, I ate to feel better and it never ever worked.





Wednesday, August 01, 2012

Updates on #syllit: I think I’m ready Camp @NaNoWriMo.org. Mistaken Identity 3 here I come! #LiveStory starts Aug 1st #amreading

See previous post on this: http://sylviahubbard.com/2012/07/04/camp-nanowrimo-org-here-i-come-mistaken-identity-3-livestory-starts-august-1st-amreading-amwriting-syllit/


To prepare to get up tomorrow morning to start my "beautiful torture." I have been making myself get up at five in the morning. It's been easy and I cleaned space near my bed, so I don't have far to go.

I also re-read all my previous books in theMistaken Identity series.

Sales have started to increase in the first two books and even Secrets, Lies and Family Ties.

I'm so excited yet nervous at the same time. I want my fans to be happy and I want a great story.

Read more at: http://sylviahubbard.com/2012/07/31/i-think-im-ready-camp-nanowrimo-org-mistaken-identity-3-here-i-come-livestory-starts-aug-1st-amreading/?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+TheWorldOfSylviaHubbard+%28The+Literary+World+of+Sylvia+Hubbard+Updates%29&utm_content=Yahoo%21+Mail

New release! #HeldCaptivebytheCavemen by @ShoshannaEvers

She's becoming one of my favorite authors and I'm sharing her new release with my literary readers. I hope you enjoy it as much as I have. I'll be adding a review soon on Amazon.

Held Captive by the Cavemen
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Ellie's been pushed back in time by her vengeful ex-lover. Now a tribe of frighteningly large, muscular, and very sexy cavemen are holding her captive.  And they *all* want a turn.
Warning: This short novella contains dubious consent, forced seduction, the threat of real violence, some m/m action, and a four-cavemen-against-one-modern-woman gangbang—not rape. This is not a romance, it's erotica. Just to be clear...happy reading.

HELD CAPTIVE BY THE CAVEMEN is available on AmazonSmashwords, and will be on Barnes & Noble soon (probably by the time you get this. I wanted to make sure you guys heard about the release *first*!)

An X-rated excerpt from HELD CAPTIVE BY THE CAVEMEN by Shoshanna Evers. Copyright Shoshanna Evers 2012 All rights reserved. 18 and older readers only.

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Held Captive by the Cavemen by Shoshanna Evers (Jul 29, 2012)


Hunter's warm hands stroking her hair calmed her, and Ellie's breathing normalized somewhat. Bigg still held her hands pinned above her head; Thudd and Kreg each held one of her legs to keep her from kicking.

"Please don't hurt me," she whispered, looking into Hunter's deep brown eyes.

He cocked his head to the side, as if trying to understand her, his animal-tooth necklace stirring with his movement as if it were alive. Nodding, he got up, moving away from her. Was he going to make the men let her go? Did he understand her?

Hunter came back, holding a bloody piece of raw meat. He gestured to Bigg, who finally let go of his hold on her arms. She sat up and turned around, forgetting already that Bigg didn't like to be looked at.

Readying herself for punishment, she flinched. Bigg laughed, his scar stretching across his jawline, but didn't touch her.

Her stomach rolled. Not knowing when or if she'd be struck, when or if she'd be restrained, or fucked, was taking its toll on her. She felt like she needed to go back up into her tree and hide.

Hunter smiled at her and pressed the meat into her hand. It was still warm from the fresh kill.

Okay, so when I asked him not to hurt me, he thought I was asking for food. For food…first.

A bargain. An exchange. Food, protection, for her submission? It seemed like a deal she should take. With Kreg and Thudd still holding her legs as she sat with the bloody meat in her hand, it didn't seem like she had much of a choice anyway.

And who knew how long it would be before she'd be able to go back to the future anyway? If she was stuck here—

Please God don't let me be stuck here!

—then she needed what the tribe had to offer.

It wasn't just that, either. As terrifying as the situation was, her fantasy of having four men at once was no longer just a fantasy. But in her fantasy, they all doted on her like she was their queen, not their prisoner.

But what about that other fantasy? Rough sex. It was taboo, and hot, and she liked to imagine it—even if she'd never had the opportunity to actually engage in it. And men like Tom weren't into that sort of thing anyway. She'd asked him to hold her down once and he scoffed, acting like she wasn't interested in him if she needed to be "kinky" to have sex with him.

Get it together Ellie. Just lie back, mix the two fantasies of rough sex and four men at once and you won't need fucking counseling after this.

The plan seemed like it might work. If only Bigg wasn't in the equation. He scared the hell out of her. He seemed like a…a sadist, maybe.

Just as the thought crossed her mind, Bigg made a guttural sound and pushed her down again, flat on her back. The meat, the food offering from Hunter that would imply her consent, lay limply in her hand, dripping blood down her arm.

"I'll eat it, I'll eat it," she gasped, struggling to sit up again. She looked around wildly for Hunter, her protector, it seemed. He didn't interfere.

He wanted to watch her eat the meat too.

Bile rose in throat. She'd never eaten raw meat before.

Just pretend you're one of those raw-food hippies and go for it.

Touching the strip of meat to her lips, she tasted the coppery blood and gagged. Thudd said something, and the other men responded. She wished she knew what they were saying. If she had to guess, it was either a prayer over the food, or they thought she was ill since she couldn't seem to eat perfectly good meat.

Worst case scenario, she ate and vomited, which would gross them out enough to go easy on her, perhaps.

Ellie shoved the meat in her mouth and chewed. It was tender and juicy and…delicious, almost like an extra-rare steak. Maybe those raw-food hippies were onto something.

"Thank you," she whispered.

Hunter smiled at her. It was clear that he was their leader, and that he would go first. She tried to smile back, but she trembled so badly that a tear shook loose and ran down her cheek.

Kreg made a crooning noise even as he held her leg firmly, keeping her captive, as if to sooth her. Ellie held her hand up in protest. To her surprise, Bigg grabbed her wrist from behind her and she screamed in fright, but then his mouth was on her bloody fingers, sucking them past his lips, licking them clean.

The sensation was electrifying, turning her fear into desire even as she tried to tug her hand away from the large man.

Hunter made a gesture, and Kreg and Thudd spread her legs wide, wider than she'd ever thought possible.

She stopped trying to pull her fingers away from Bigg's powerful mouth. It felt good, strange, that strong sucking on the sensitive nerve endings in her fingertips.

"You can suck my nipples," she whispered, knowing they couldn't understand her, but hoping they'd get the gist of it anyway. With her one free hand, she offered her breast to Bigg.

Bigg latched his mouth onto her tight peak hungrily, and Ellie moaned, staring at the two men who held her legs so wide apart she couldn't even rub her thighs together to get some friction where she really needed it.

Hunter reached over her belly, spreading her labia, touching her now-evident arousal and holding his shiny fingers up for Kreg's innocent eyes to see. The two men grunted, saying something, and from Kreg's extreme interest Ellie could only imagine Hunter was teaching him about a woman's secret places.

Kreg grinned at her, and with a nod from Hunter, ran his fingers down her wet slit. The shock of it made her slam her leg shut involuntarily now that he no longer held it open. Bigg took his mouth off her nipple and she moaned, wanting him to keep sucking, keep giving her pleasure.

But Bigg had clearly seen how she'd shut her legs against them, and he was saying something to her in a serious, deep voice, something she knew was important but she couldn't understand. She imagined it was something along the lines of—

"Don't fight us or you'll get hurt. Submit and you'll get pleasure."

HELD CAPTIVE BY THE CAVEMEN is available now as an ebook at AmazonSmashwords, and (soon) Barnes & Noble.
Please read and review the book if you think it's hot! I love you guys!

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Held Captive by the Cavemen by Shoshanna Evers (Jul 29, 2012)

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AGONY/ECSTASY (The Wooden Pony)

FemDom BDSM Erotic Romance:

Dominatrix Fantasy Trilogy Set: SPANKED, DENIED, and COLLARED
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He's about to get the hottest punishment of his life…SPANKED, Dominatrix Fantasy Novella 1:AmazonSmashwordsB&N

He's in a male chastity belt, and at her mercy until he submits…DENIED, Dominatrix Fantasy Novella 2: AmazonSmashwordsB&N

Will he submit to being lent out to her friends? COLLARED, Dominatrix Fantasy Novella 3:AmazonSmashwordsB&N


HOW TO WRITE HOT SEX: Tips from Multi-Published Erotic Romance Authors
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Held Captive by the Cavemen by Shoshanna Evers (Jul 29, 2012)


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