Cover Reveal and Giveaway: Retribution #prizes

A cover reveal! It's been a while, but...

My next book, Retribution, will be releasing on January 12, 2016. It's a dark romantic suspense, and the blurb is below. For now, I'm thrilled to share the cover with you. 

A HUGE thanks to L.J. from Mayhem Cover Creations and to photographer Michael Stokes for the cover image. The model, David Byers, sadly, does not have a Facebook page to stalk. I know because I tried. 

Blurb

Adam

Payback’s a bitch — or it would be for Elle.

Fifteen years ago, my sister was kidnapped. For months, she’d endured hell. Somehow, she’d survived it. Someway, she’d escaped her captors. But it hadn’t mattered. In fact, it had been like losing her twice, because six weeks after she came home, she was dead, and the man responsible was alive and well, oblivious to her fate, ignorant to what he had coming.

Fifteen years I’d been waiting for this moment, all that time, planning, preparing, readying to put things into motion. To finally make the SOB pay for what he’d done. 

Killing him was too easy. Too quick. No. There was a much better way to exact revenge.

Take what he loved best. 

Break it. 

Break her.

I just didn’t realize that in the process of destroying the girl, I’d destroy myself.

Elle

“I only want your pain.” 

I hadn’t understood what those words meant, not really. Not until he made me understand.

I noticed Adam the very first day he moved into my building. He was a badass on a bike in a thousand-dollar suit. When he looked at me, it was with a hunger just this side of obscene. One glance from him and I was lost. 

Our meetings were strange, accidental. Too coincidental. There was something about Adam. Something I couldn’t put my finger on. 

Something I couldn’t resist.

He told me I didn’t know him. He warned me to run as far from him as I could. He was moody. Dark. I’d found it romantic. I didn’t know, and I wouldn’t realize until it was too late that he’d meant for me to heed his warnings. That some part of him had hoped I would run, that I would escape him.

For too many years, vengeance had fueled him. It had taught him hate. The object of that hate? My father. And me? I was the means to my father’s end. Adam would destroy my father by destroying me.  

I accused him of being a monster, of being no different than those who took his sister, but even in the harshest moments, all I could see in his eyes was pain. And like a fool, all I wanted was to touch that darkness. 

To make it light.

Retribution is a full-length, Dark Romantic Suspense novel. NO Cliffhanger. Intended for mature readers for explicit erotic content and dub-con D/s scenes.

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First Chapter of DEVIANT #BDSM #Spanking

Deviant is now available for sale on Amazon and will be coming to other stores soon! 

Chapter One

Julien 

I’d been watching her for the last three days. 

I didn’t know what it was I found so appealing about the girl. She was a sneaky little peeping Tom. Maybe it was her pretty green eyes, or how wide they grew at the things she watched us do. At the things I made the girl whose ass I was currently fucking do. Regardless, her fate was sealed the moment she pushed the curtains aside and saw my face. 

No witnesses, no matter what. That was rule number one. It had to be. 

She hadn’t yet realized I’d seen her, that she was being watched as she herself was doing the watching. Her attention was fully absorbed by the fucking. But I studied her face, saw her mouth open, her little pink tongue dart out to lick those full lips, her throat work as she swallowed hard, her cheeks flushing a deep red. 

Her face imprinted on my mind. I’d recognize her anywhere now. It was one of the things I was so good at — a blessing and a curse all at once. Never forget a face. Never forget their eyes, how they change when they realize what’s happening, when terror grips them. 

Forgetting was a gift. People spent their lives chasing the past, trying to hold on to something long gone. Desperate to remember. Me? I wished I could forget. 

It had been three days since she’d first seen us. I was sure it was by accident, or at least it had been the first time. Her room was situated directly across the courtyard of the cheap little hotel. She’d pulled the curtains apart to open her window when she’d stumbled upon the sight of us fucking. I’d ducked my head out of sight, and wouldn’t have thought much of it, but when, a moment later, the small hand pulled the curtains just a little wider, just wide enough to see, my curiosity had gotten the best of me. 

It had been her face. It was just so innocent, so... corruptible. Irresistible to a man like me. I always liked to play with them first, fuck with them a little. It was cruel, reprehensible, really. I knew it, but it didn’t make me enjoy it any less. 

The blonde began to squirm beneath me, almost stealing my attention from the woman in the window. I glanced down at her, at the mass of dyed hair spilling over her back, mascara smeared across her face, her mouth open. I looked at her ass, at my cock disappearing inside it. She’d been a good fuck, but this would be the last time. Three days was long enough. I had a job to do, after all, and the girl in the window would already delay me. I couldn’t exactly assassinate my mark in front of her. She’d freak out, and that was more attention than I needed. 

Gripping the blonde’s hair tightly, I tugged hard, giving her a grin she likely thought a smile before pushing her face into the mattress to shut her up. She mewled and I rubbed her clit with my free hand, turning that sound into something else. Pain and pleasure, pleasure and pain. They never knew which it was; there was never any clear line for them. 

With the blonde’s face buried in the blankets, I studied my little voyeur. She was still there, still 7 

watching — but her hand had disappeared into her pants. I’d make her show me just what those fingers were doing when the time came. That made me grin, but when she looked up and her green gaze met mine, I could almost hear her gasp at the shock of being caught. It was then my grin widened into something else, something meant to scare. 

I gripped the blonde’s hips, all while daring the woman who watched to draw the curtains closed, to turn away. I fucked the woman before me then, really fucked her, and just before I came inside that tight ass, my little voyeur blinked as if coming out of a trance, her face going bright red before she pulled the curtains closed. 

My low growl made the blonde look over her shoulder. I met her gaze, my own hardening as I forced myself to remember who she was, the things she’d done, and the job I still had to do. That part always made my cock harder. Any person with morals would probably worry about that, about liking this sort of work, but I had never claimed to have any of those. Or if I had, they’d been beaten out of me years ago. That was what made me so good at my job. 

I looked down at her asshole, at my cock as it plunged deep, knowing I hurt and gave pleasure at once, not caring which was the dominant of the two as I exploded inside her. But when I closed my eyes, it was the voyeur’s eyes I saw, not the woman who had my cock buried inside her. 

If only the bitch before me knew how lucky she was. She’d just been granted an extra day to live. 

Blurb

Julien

I'm a hit man, an assassin. A deviant by all accounts. I never pretended to be the good guy. 

She was the opposite.

But the minute she pulled the curtains back and saw my face, watched me screwing the blonde who happened to be my next mark, she sealed her own fate. 

There could be no witnesses, ever.  

I let it go on a few days though. Never closed the curtains, gave her one hell of a show. I liked it, liked seeing her get all hot and bothered. Her face so innocent, so…corruptible. And all that time she was watching, she had no idea I'd seen her, that I was watching her too. 

But all good things must come to an end. 

Imagine my surprise when I turned up to take care of her only to find two goons breaking down her door, weapons in hand. 

Turned out she had a price on her head. Her stepbrother wanted her and he wanted her alive. I'd never been one to pass up an opportunity to collect the kind of money he was offering, especially if I could have some fun while I was at it. 

It just never occurred to me she’d be anything more than my next mark.

Mia

Curiosity killed the kitten. 

I'll never forget the look in his eyes when he said those words.  

When I watched them from the window, I didn't suspect for a moment that he'd seen me, that he was watching me back. Not while he was doing what he was doing to the woman on her knees before him. 

But then she turned up dead, and he turned up in my hotel room, waiting for me in the dark. 

I didn't think for one second him being there that night would save my life. I'd been on the run for two years, but my stepbrother had finally caught up with me. Or his two thugs had. 

Finding out I had a quarter-of-a-million dollar bounty on my head convinced Julien I was more valuable alive than dead. But to collect it would mean returning me to my stepbrother, who had sworn to make me pay for what I'd done. 

Julien was cruel. He was merciless. He scared the crap out of me. But there was something else, something he never wanted me to see. Inside, he was broken, like me.

My stepbrother was wrong if he thought I'd let him get his hands on me ever again. I had no intention of allowing that to happen, even if it meant I'd have to sleep with the devil to survive. 

And I had no doubt Julien was the devil.

* Please note: This standalone dark romantic suspense is complete at 68K words. No cliffhanger, only a badass Alpha male who doesn't seem like much of a hero at the start, who uses strong language, and likes dirty, kinky sex. Some readers may find him offensive.

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Getting His First Look at his Captive #satspanks #BDSM

***Deviant is now available for sale on Amazon and will be available at other stores soon! ***

Welcome to the Saturday Spankings Blog Hop and Happy Fourth of July! I haven't been back in ages, but I have a new book coming out next week (Tuesday, July 7th), titled Deviant and I'd like to share the very first snippet from the book here! The blurb is just below the snippet and this is from Julien's POV. Just to set up the scene, he has Mia, his captive, handcuffed to the bed, naked, and feels very strongly that it's his turn to get a look at her (blurb will explain further). 

*I'm a little over the 8 sentences but many of the sentences are very short. Please forgive me Kathryn Blake!

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“You know what I've been thinking about ever since I caught you spying? I've been thinking about what you'd look like on your hands and knees before me, your ass high in the air, just for me.”

She whimpered, her scent stronger, her arousal growing. She could deny it all she wanted, but I could smell how turned on she was.

“I want to see that ass of yours spread before me, Mia, see your little asshole, see if it's as pretty as I imagined it.”

“Please, don't make me.”

“I'm not making you. You want this. You want to show me your ass. You're just as turned on as I am. I can smell it, I can see it. Now, show me. You can bury your face in the mattress if it makes it easier to pretend it's not happening, but you will show me.”

Release Date Tuesday, July 7th, 2015

and the blurb...

Julien

I'm a hit man, an assassin. A deviant by all accounts. I never pretended to be the good guy. 

She was the opposite.

But the minute she pulled the curtains back and saw my face, watched me screwing the blonde who happened to be my next mark, she sealed her own fate. There could be no witnesses, ever.  

I let it go on a few days though. Never closed the curtains, gave her one hell of a show. I liked it, liked seeing her get all hot and bothered. Her face so innocent, so…corruptible. And all that time she was watching, she had no idea I'd seen her, that I was watching her too. 

But all good things must come to an end. 

Imagine my surprise when I turned up to take care of her only to find two goons breaking down her door, weapons in hand. 

Turned out she had a price on her head. Her stepbrother wanted her and he wanted her alive. I'd never been one to pass up an opportunity to collect the kind of money he was offering, especially if I could have some fun while I was at it. 

It just never occurred to me she’d be anything more than my next mark.

Mia

Curiosity killed the kitten. 

I'll never forget the look in his eyes when he said those words.  

When I watched them from the window, I didn't suspect for a moment that he'd seen me, that he was watching me back. Not while he was doing what he was doing to the woman on her knees before him. 

But then she turned up dead, and he turned up in my hotel room, waiting for me in the dark. 

I didn't think for one second him being there that night would save my life. I'd been on the run for two years, but my stepbrother had finally caught up with me. Or his two thugs had. 

Finding out I had a quarter-of-a-million dollar bounty on my head convinced Julien I was more valuable alive than dead. But to collect it would mean returning me to my stepbrother, who had sworn to make me pay for what I'd done. 

Julien was cruel. He was merciless. He scared the crap out of me. But there was something else, something he never wanted me to see. Inside, he was broken, like me.

My stepbrother was wrong if he thought I'd let him get his hands on me ever again. I had no intention of allowing that to happen, even if it meant I'd have to sleep with the devil to survive. 

And I had no doubt Julien was the devil.

* Please note: This standalone dark romantic suspense is complete at 68K words. No cliffhanger, only a badass Alpha male who doesn't seem like much of a hero at the start, who uses strong language, and likes dirty, kinky sex. Some readers may find him offensive.

If you'd like to be notified of new releases, you can sign up for my newsletter here. I only send one out to announce a new release so you'll receive less than a dozen a year. 

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Bound and Punished by the Brothers: Theirs To Take

Theirs To Take is now available at most retailers (All Romance coming soon — if I survive the upload process). 

Here is a naughtier excerpt from the book. In this scene, the brothers are preparing Eva for punishment... 

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“A dozen strokes and some incentive to stay put when you’re told to stay put,” Syn said.

Gabriel watched it all silently. Syn was in charge of tonight’s punishment.

He picked up the leather restraints first. “Hold out your hands.”

I did, knowing there was no alternative. Syn wrapped the cuffs around my wrists and Gabriel picked up the chain, attaching it to the cuffs before running it through a ring attached to a chain hanging from the ceiling above my head. I hadn’t noticed that chain the other night. He then pulled on it, drawing my arms up over my head until I stood on tiptoe. He held the other end of it in his hands and waited for Syn to continue.

Syn picked up the bottle and opened it, squeezing some of what I now knew was lubricant onto his fingers, deliberately watching me as he did before coming to stand behind me.

“What’s that for?” I asked, shifting a little but unable to go anywhere.

“That incentive I mentioned,” he said, one hand gripping my hip and pulling my bottom cheek out.

“Not there, please…”

My plea fell on deaf ears though as his fingers coarsely circled my back hole. I looked up to find Gabriel’s golden gaze upon me and my face heated in embarrassment. But that was quickly replaced with a burning pain as Syn pushed his finger inside me.

I cried out, the invasion too fast, but he didn’t stop. Instead, he began to move his finger in and out of my bottom, gripping me tightly enough that I remained still as he thoroughly invaded me.

“Please… stop.”

At that, the hand that held my hip moved around to clutch my sex. I gasped when his fingers began to work my clit, sending confusing sensations through me, pain opposing the ultimate pleasure of his fingers massaging my wet sex.

I made the mistake of meeting Gabriel’s intense gaze as my mouth fell open and Syn added a second finger, lubricating my bottom hole, the sensations coupled with my utter helpless humiliation serving to arouse me like nothing else.

“Your pussy’s wet, Eva. Soaked, in fact,” Syn said from behind me.

I kept my eyes on Gabriel, my knees weakening beneath me with Syn’s continued attentions.

“I’m going to like fucking that dripping pussy later,” he whispered into my ear, standing close enough that I felt his cock press against my hip through his pants.

I swallowed, exhaling when he pulled his fingers out, leaving me feeling suddenly empty. I watched as he wiped off his hand, picked up the hook like thing and lubricated the ball at the end. That was when I panicked, when I realized where he intended to put the thing.

“You can’t!” I pulled at my restraints but Gabriel held tight and Syn came around behind me once more. 

“Please… you can’t!”

“Shh,” Syn said. “Be still now. It’s not all bad.”

With that, his hand was at my sex again and the pleasure of his fingers battled with fear of what now pressed against my back hole.

“Push against it, Evangeline,” Gabriel said. “Like you will when you take my cock inside your ass.”

Take him inside… he couldn’t do that. Surely…

Gabriel tugged the chain, stretching me a little higher, demanding my full attention.

“Take it in and I’ll let you come before I punish you. Be a good girl for us and take it, Eva,” Syn said, his fingers working my clit at a frantic pace.

I found myself obeying, pushing against the unyielding steel ball as he slowly worked it inside me, pinching my clit harder, rubbing it faster as he did. Finally, I felt myself stretch at the widest point of it, the sensation of burning, of the thing filling me, the strangest combination of pain and pleasure I’d ever felt, and even through this humiliation, somehow, I came. I came hard, squeezing my legs together around Syn’s hand, the walls of my pussy looking for something to close around while my ass took in the ball, the muscles clamping down around the steel as if trying to milk it.

I closed my eyes for an instant or an eternity — I wasn’t sure which — but when I opened them again, I found Gabriel’s golden gaze on mine, desire having darkened those eyes as he watched his brother make me come.

“Good girl,” Syn said when I relaxed my legs and released his hand.

My breathing came hard and fast, my eyes on Gabriel, lust a palpable thing pouring off of him in waves. 

When Syn gripped a handful of hair and tugged my head back, I opened my mouth to his, wanting him to kiss me, to devour me whole while his brother watched.

I was vaguely aware of Gabriel moving behind me. Syn released me as I heard a click and a moment later, felt pressure on the hook inside my ass. The brothers came around to stand before me and I finally understood what all this meant, why they’d done what they’d done. They had bound me to myself. Standing on tiptoe, the slightest movement would cause the hook to pull, lifting my hips higher the moment I relaxed my feet to stand flat.

Syn picked up the cane then and disappeared behind me. Tears filled my eyes at the pain I knew was moments away, a pain I dreaded but in a way, wanted, needed.

“We’ll break this up. Pleasure and pain, Eva. Pain and pleasure. The one always intensifies the other.”

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Blurb

Eva Webb didn't know what she'd find the night she secretly followed her fiancé. She had feared he was meeting another woman. 

But it was so much worse than that.

The man she loved betrayed her, packing her onto a truck destined for the black market to be sold to the highest bidder. 

But when the vehicle is ambushed, she is delivered into the hands of her fiancé's worst enemies: vigilante brothers who would stop at nothing to take him down.

For Gabriel and Syn Rivera, hijacking the truck and stealing its cargo was another job, another way of taking back what was stolen from them. 

Discovering Eva on board was an unexpected bonus. 

They now held in their grasp the one thing that could bring down an entire organization, making her a pawn in a deadly game — a game in which she would need their protection in order to survive. That protection would come at a price though. The brothers, who have always shared their women, would require her submission.

But Eva would soon learn that in a world where criminals often wear two faces, lust can easily be mistaken for love — and putting your trust in the wrong people can get you killed.

Publisher’s Note: Intended for mature readers. Over 18 only. 

This romantic suspense includes MFM Ménage (no sexual contact between the men), graphic sexuality, D/s, exhibitionism, spanking, bondage, anal play and other BDSM activities. If such content might offend you, please don’t buy this book. 

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Theirs To Take LIVE ON AMAZON! #New Release

Theirs To Take is now live on Amazon and will be at other retailers shortly! 

Prologue

“No, not that one.”

I had never felt so relieved to hear Syn’s voice or feel his cane at my thigh as I did in that moment.

“That one isn’t for sale,” he spoke quietly, his tone low, but there was no question he would be obeyed.

I turned to meet his dark gaze. The grin that curled one corner of his mouth upward sent ice through my veins. He kept his black eyes on mine as he tapped the cane against the fronts of my thighs once, twice, then with a flick of his wrist, lashed me with it.

Tears stung my eyes nearly as badly as the rattan did my legs and I took a step backward, looking down at the welt rising where he’d struck, grateful that the man who had been considering me nodded with a reluctant growl before stepping to my right, to the next girl who stood shuddering beside me.

Gabriel, Syn’s brother, joined him. Both kept their eyes on me as Gabriel whispered something into Syn’s ear. Syn nodded, then turned his attention from me to the girl who was being handled now. Gabriel, the older, more stern of the two, approached me. My gaze faltered and my body shook but I refused to look away.

“Evangeline,” he said, calling my name. “Kneel.”

Once a girl was sold, she was made to kneel so that the next buyers knew who was still available. The girl beside me whimpered and I turned to see the large man weighing her breasts, turning her nipples in his fingers.

“I’d like to try her,” he said, his voice gruff.

Syn’s eyebrow went up. The girl stood upright, naked, her hands clasped at the back of her head. He looked her over, his gaze cold even as the girl now openly wept.

Syn turned back to the man. “You can look. You can even touch,” he said, turning the girl so she stood with her back to the man. He then pushed her forward, forcing her to bend deeply at the waist. “But you can’t fuck until you pay.”

“Evangeline.” Gabriel’s grip in my hair demanded my full attention so I could only listen to the girl’s whimpers as he brought his mouth to my ear. “I said kneel. Eyes down. And just be glad it isn’t you this time.”

Without giving me time to obey, he forced me down by my hair until I knelt. I stared up at him, but my defiance lasted only a moment when I saw the darkness in those beautiful, golden eyes. I cast my gaze to the ground before me, swallowing, shivering at what was to be my fate if the brothers truly kept me as I knew now they would. 

Blurb

Eva Webb didn't know what she'd find the night she secretly followed her fiancé. She had feared he was meeting another woman. 

But it was so much worse than that.

The man she loved betrayed her, packing her onto a truck destined for the black market to be sold to the highest bidder. 

But when the vehicle is ambushed, she is delivered into the hands of her fiancé's worst enemies: vigilante brothers who would stop at nothing to take him down.

For Gabriel and Syn Rivera, hijacking the truck and stealing its cargo was another job, another way of taking back what was stolen from them. 

Discovering Eva on board was an unexpected bonus. 

They now held in their grasp the one thing that could bring down an entire organization, making her a pawn in a deadly game — a game in which she would need their protection in order to survive. That protection would come at a price though. The brothers, who have always shared their women, would require her submission.

But Eva would soon learn that in a world where criminals often wear two faces, lust can easily be mistaken for love — and putting your trust in the wrong people can get you killed.

Publisher’s Note: Intended for mature readers. Over 18 only. 

This romantic suspense includes MFM Ménage (no sexual contact between the men), graphic sexuality, D/s, exhibitionism, spanking, bondage, anal play and other BDSM activities. If such content might offend you, please don’t buy this book. 

If you'd like to be notified of new releases, you can sign up for my newsletter here. I only send one out to announce a new release so you'll receive less than a dozen a year. 

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