Showing posts with label Taken By The Beast. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Taken By The Beast. Show all posts

Friday, December 19, 2014

Taken by the Beast Audio Book #Giveaway #satspanks #BDSM #Spankingromance


It's Saturday again and, unbelievably, the one right before Christmas! Time goes too fast. 
A few weeks ago, Taken by the Beast was made into an audio book and today for Saturday Spankings, I'd like to share a piece from that book and, as it's almost Christmas, I'd like to give away five codes to five random commenters to hear to the audiobook! If you'd be willing to leave a review and would like to be included in this giveaway, please leave your e-mail address in your comment! 

The scene below is the actual kidnap scene and a little farther is a sample of the audio book. Enjoy!

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“You don’t have to be afraid of me.”

When he took another step, she opened her mouth to scream, but he was on her in an impossible instant and one of those hands clamped over her mouth, turning her so her back was pressed against his rock-hard chest. 

“Don’t scream,” he said, his voice quiet, as if it didn’t cost him any effort even while she struggled with all she had while more sirens blared outside.

“It would have been easier if you’d stayed unconscious,” he said, more to himself than to her, then, "I’m not going to hurt you, but I need you not to scream, do you understand?”

She fought against his viselike grip, but only succeeded in his pressing harder, making it difficult to get air into her lungs with his forearm draped as it was over her chest.

She shook her head frantically and his fingers gripped her face, stilling her movements, causing some pain where they dug into her skin.

The sound of elevator doors opening and closing and police knocking on doors gave her hope and she screamed into his hand, the sound coming out more a muffled whisper in his large palm.

He mumbled something she didn’t understand, followed by, “I didn’t want to do this, but we’re out of time.”

Next thing she knew, there was a sharp pain to her neck and her legs went out from under her.

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The audio is available for purchase by clicking right here (you can also hear a sample of the audio book there) and is available as an e-book through the links below. 

Remember to leave your e-mail address if you'd like to be included in the giveaway and make sure to visit all the other bloggers today!! And don't forget to sign up for my newsletter as well! Sign up form is over there to your right!! 



Sunday, December 7, 2014

Brand New Audio Book and #Free #Spankings All Around

OK, no free spankings as the title suggests, but a free spanking read!! ;) I have a couple of things going on this week so I thought I may as well put them in one blog post so here goes.

First, I wanted to let you know that my very first audio book, Taken by the Beast, was released this weekend. Taken by the Beast was the 2013 Spanking Romance Reviews winner of Best Sci-Fi Spanking Romance. This was an interesting process. I actually wasn't going to do any audio books but a reader asked about it and when she suggested starting with Taken by the Beast, I went for it. Audible made it possible for me to hire an awesome awesome narrator who honestly, as I was listening to my own story, had me blushing red to the point my daughter who was sitting next to me (I had on headphones) asked 'mom, what's wrong?' Well, nothing was wrong. Paul Woodson, the narrator, just read an amazing Elijah. Just a note, best to listen when you're alone. Nice bed time read...

I am thrilled with the end result and Paul is now working on Given to the Savage for release in early 2015. I'm also looking for a narrator for Captive's Desire, but haven't had the time to listen to auditions yet so that will hopefully come in spring of the new year. I think those will be all I do on audio for the moment and just see how things go. 


Other news! Stormy Night Publications - ok, wait, I don't actually know how to use this term so bear with me if I'm using it incorrectly - but SNP is serializing Taught to Kneel so it's available to subscribers of their newsletter to read for free over the course of the month! The first two chapters are available now and if you sign up to receive the newsletter, you will have an e-mail next week on Saturday with the next two chapters to read. Just click here or on the cover to be linked through.


A few months back, I started my own newsletter here on my site which I've done an awful job of promoting! If you'd like to receive e-mails of new releases (and that's all I will be e-mailing unless something huge comes up), all you need to do is enter your e-mail address up on the right hand side of my blog and you'll be on my mailing list. 

I think that's all for my news. I'll be releasing Amy's Strict Doctor, which is a part of the box set What the Doctor Ordered, for individual sale early this week. I shared my cover yesterday on satspanks. If you missed it, click here to have a peek and otherwise, I will post it properly once it's up on Amazon. 

Thanks so much for coming by and I hope you enjoy the rest of your weekend. 

Friday, October 10, 2014

A Lesson in Obedience #satspanks

Hello Saturday Spankers! It's been a while since I've been here as I've been traveling and just taking a break from everything. I figured what better way to get back into the swing of things than with an eight sentence favorite of mine from Taken by the Beast for the Saturday Spankings Blog Hop. This book is over a year old now and is still one of my favorites. It's the first one that pushed me a bit beyond my comfort zone and to this day, this scene to me is just hot. Here, Elijah has asked Kayla to strip naked for her punishment but she refused. He let her go on it, or so she thought, and she now stands bound on tip toe...

* * * *

He walked behind her. “One more thing,” he said, taking her panties down to mid-thigh. “When I tell you to strip naked, you strip naked.”

She made a sound of protest.

“Feels even more exposed, doesn’t it?” he asked, coming around to meet her eyes, which filled with tears.

“If you drop them, you’ll get additional strokes added to your spanking,” he said. He then leaned against the wall, folded his arms across his chest and waited, his eyes never leaving hers.


She wondered what he was going to do. This was uncomfortable and humiliating, but no more than that. At least not at first.

* * * *
Elijah had watched Kayla for years, serving as a hidden protector for this beautiful young woman—until the night an abusive boyfriend sought to do her harm. Afterwards, he knew that there could be no hiding what had happened, and she would have to come with him whether she liked it or not. 

Try as she might to convince herself that her eyes had deceived her, Kayla knew that she had seen a giant wolf toss men about like ragdolls and then shift into the human form of her neighbor Elijah. Then, before she can even begin to process what she has seen, she finds herself thrown over his shoulder and carried from her apartment against her will. 

In spite of Elijah’s insistence that their flight from the city to a cabin deep in the woods is for her own safety, Kayla attempts escape at every opportunity, but she finds that he is more than prepared to compel her obedience and he will not hesitate to spank her soundly when she makes it necessary. Worse, she soon learns that repeated defiance will earn her a punishment far more shameful than just a bare bottom spanking. 

As the days pass, however, she begins to see in Elijah a kind of loving care and concern that no man has ever shown her before. Stranger still, as she stands before him naked and blushing, waiting to be thoroughly chastised for disobeying him yet again, she begins to want him in a way that is so fierce it terrifies her. 

Elijah swears to himself that he has taken Kayla only to keep her safe, but in his heart he knows that is not true. His instinctual need for her—the overpowering urge to claim her as his own—grows stronger with every passing hour, and it is only a matter of time before he loses control and takes her. But can he keep her safe from those who would use her to get to him, and even if he can, can the primal lust between them ever grow into an equally powerful love? 

Publisher’s Note: Taken by the Beast is an erotic novel that includes spankings, anal play, graphic sexual scenes, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book. 

Also note that Claimed by the Beast, a sequel to this book which follows the story of Marcus and Rachel, is now available.




Tuesday, April 8, 2014

Stripped and Bound Before her Spanking #dungeoncrawl


Welcome back to Dungeon Crawl, Romancing the Kink's weekly blog hop. Today I'm sharing a piece from Taken by the Beast, my first paranormal erotic romance. Just some quick background, Elijah has kidnapped Kayla and she has just tried to escape - again. 

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Elijah retrieved the rope from the duffel bag and unraveled it, measured something out while she watched. 

“Take off your clothes,” he said.

Kayla stared at him. That was too far. “No,” she said, scooting around the bed. “We don’t need to do that. You can just spank me like the other night. That’s ok. You can just do that.”

He came toward her while she tried to make sense of her words.

“If you don’t take them off, I’m going to do it for you and I’m pretty sure you won’t appreciate that.”

“Are you going to spank me?” she asked, her voice breaking.

“Most definitely. I’m just dying for a shower though, so I thought we’d start with something else. Now last time, clothes off. It will go easier if you cooperate.”

“Easier for you!”

“Enough! Make your decision or I’ll make it for you.”

She unzipped the hoodie, feeling clumsy. He kept his eyes on her while she stripped it off, then pulled her tank top over her head, and quickly cupped her naked breasts. She hadn’t been wearing a bra when he’d taken her and she felt his gaze burning into her, could sense his desire. She turned away a little and pulled her pants down and off. She folded everything and made a neat pile on the bed.

“Underwear too,” he said when she turned to face him, her hands still shielding her breasts from his eyes.

She shook her head, her body’s reaction to his words different than it should be. Traitor!

“Keep them on then, Kayla,” he said.

That was too easy; she hadn’t expected that.

“Do you need to use the bathroom?” he asked.

She nodded.

He gestured for her to go ahead and she did.

“No, door stays open,” he said when she was about to close it.

He’d heard her pee before, but those times he’d turned his back. Now he stood openly watching her.
She lowered her panties and sat down, concentrating on the pattern of the tile floor. She finished, flushed, and washed her hands, then waited for his next command, suddenly unsure which part of the punishment she was more worried about.

“Come here,” he said.

She obeyed.

“Hold out your hands, palms together.”

She did and watched while he worked the loop of the rope around and between her wrists, leaving some slack, but securing it so she couldn’t get free. She couldn’t figure out what he was going to do with it; he hadn’t cut it, so the length was quite long.

Once it was secure, he tugged her along toward a spot between the bed and the desk. He looped the rope through a hook that hung from the ceiling. Likely for a plant or something, she imagined, wondering why she cared. From there, he pulled it until her arms were raised overhead and kept pulling so she had to stand on tiptoe. At that point, he looped the rope through the hook again, giving her no slack, and secured the other end of it. He then retrieved the gag he’d used last night.

“Open your mouth,” he said.

“I won’t scream.”

“I think you’ll understand when I say I don’t trust you.”

She pressed her lips tighter.

“I can use duct tape too, but this won’t hurt as much when I take it off.”

She glared at him, but opened her mouth and didn’t struggle as he secured it in place.

He walked behind her. “One more thing,” he said, taking her panties down to mid-thigh. “When I tell you to strip naked, you strip naked.”

She made a sound of protest.

“Feels even more exposed, doesn’t it?” he asked, coming around to meet her eyes, which filled with tears.

“If you drop them, you’ll get additional strokes added to your spanking,” he said. He then leaned against the wall, folded his arms across his chest and waited, his eyes never leaving hers.


She wondered what he was going to do. This was uncomfortable and humiliating, but no more than that. At least not at first.