Decadent… Sensual… Forbidden…12 Masters. 12 Desires. 12 Fantasies Come to Life. Meet the Masters of Blasphemy…Releasing September 13, 2016, BOUND TO SUBMIT is the first full-length novel in Laura Kaye's erotic new Blasphemy Series, and today we have a teaser excerpt just for you! Check it out below!About Bound to Submit:From the ruins of an abandoned church comes Baltimore’s hottest and most exclusive BDSM club. Twelve Masters. Infinite fantasies. Welcome to Blasphemy…He thinks he caused her pain, but she knows he’s the only one who can heal her…Kenna Sloane lost her career and her arm in the Marines, and now she feels like she’s losing herself. Submission is the only thing that ever freed her from pain and made her feel secure, and Kenna needs to serve again. Bad. The only problem is the Dom she wants once refused her submission and broke her heart, but, scarred on the inside and out, she’s not looking for love this time. She’s not even sure she’s capable.Griffin Hudson is haunted by the mistakes that cost him the only woman he ever loved. Now she’s back at his BDSM club, Blasphemy, and more beautiful than ever, and she’s asking for his help with the pain he knows he caused. Even though he’s scared to hurt her again, he can’t refuse her, because he’d give anything to earn a second chance. And this time, he’ll hold on forever.Pre-Order Bound to Submit, releasing 9/13/16Amazon | iBooks | Kobo | Barnes & NobleAdd to your GoodreadsEXCERPT: Up on the raised stage was a naked woman bound in dark orange ropes that matched her braided hair so beautifully that it stole Kenna’s breath. She knew that rope work immediately. Intimately. Remembered its feel around her body. Remembered the hands responsible for the rigging moving against her skin. And then Kenna let her eyes move to the tall, beautifully built, black-haired Dom wearing a pair of black jeans and nothing else. Griffin Hudson. He stood behind the bent-over woman and held a vibrating wand between her spread thighs. A small moan escaped Kenna’s throat unbidden at seeing him again after all this time. Her heart tripped into a sprint. Heat ripped over her body, even as he teased and tormented another woman, another submissive. God, he was just as gorgeous as he’d ever been, muscular and strong, his rugged face now serious but capable of tenderness and playfulness, too. Every part of Kenna remembered that man—his face, his hands, his mouth, his cock. And probably would until the day she died. Just as fast, she locked all those feelings and memories down. She needed to remember why she was here—and why she wasn’t."A searingly sexy story with some of the hottest scenes I've read in a long, long time. Laura Kaye shows her mastery of the BDSM world. I'm eagerly anticipating more in this bold new series!"~ Cherise Sinclair, NYT Bestselling Author of the Masters of the Shadowlands Series"Smoldering and sexy, Laura Kaye's Blasphemy series is everything I look for in a romance. Haunted heroes and strong heroines populate this one of a kind club and I can't wait to see the big bad Doms fall one by one."~ Lexi Blake, NYT Bestselling Author of the Masters and Mercenaries SeriesMeet the Masters of Blasphemy in Hard to Serve, now availableAmazon exclusive until September 2016 in paperback and ebookAbout Laura Kaye: Laura is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of over twenty-five books in contemporary and paranormal romance and romantic suspense, including the Hard Ink and Raven Riders series. Growing up, Laura’s large extended family believed in the supernatural, and family lore involving angels, ghosts, and evil-eye curses cemented in Laura a life-long fascination with storytelling and all things paranormal. She lives in Maryland with her husband, two daughters, and cute-but-bad dog, and appreciates her view of the Chesapeake Bay every day.Website | Facebook | Twitter | Newsletter SignUp| HARD TO SERVE on Goodreads |BOUND TO SUBMIT on Goodreads
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Title: An Arrangement
Author: Lindsay Marie Miller
Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 30, 2016
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When Claire Andrews returns home from college for the summer, her little sister is rushed to the hospital due to a life-threatening heart condition. On her twenty-first birthday, Claire will receive a trust fund set aside by her late father with enough money to cover all medical expenses. The catch? Claire must marry a rich man or her access to the trust will be denied. Her childhood crush, Benjamin Lewis, is a twenty-eight-year-old billionaire business mogul and New York City’s most eligible bachelor. When Ben agrees to marry Claire, her financial problems are solved. But will the price Claire must pay in return be too much for her heart to bear?
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“They can treat Amy,” I announced, staring blindly out the window. “It’s experimental stuff, but the doctors are going to do everything they can. It’s not too late.” Mom breathed a sigh of relief, and I seemed to feel it more than see or hear it. “Insurance won’t cover it, but I told Dr. Abrams that it wouldn’t be a problem.” I looked back over my shoulder at Mom, confused by the fearful look on her face. Her cropped black hair looked frazzled and worn, while her blue eyes, Amy’s eyes, shifted with terror and panic. “What? What is it?” “Claire,” she cried, grabbing ahold of my wrist until I sat down in the chair beside her. “We can’t afford that. We don’t have the money.” The tears started up again, and I wanted to slap her for lying to me. “What are you talking about?” I jerked at her shirtsleeve. “What do you mean we don’t have the money? Daddy left you a fortune!” “Your father only left me with enough to live on until you girls came of age. That and the house.” “Came of age?” I crossed my arms over my chest, while she dabbed her eyes with his handkerchief. “The rest of your father’s wealth is in a trust fund that he set up especially for you girls. He wanted to take care of the two of you, maybe because he knew that I couldn’t.” Wouldn’t was more like it. “And why wasn’t I told about this? This mysterious trust fund?” “Because you can’t access it until you turn twenty-one,” she clarified. “My birthday’s next week,” I noted, stating aloud what we both already knew. It was my twenty-first birthday to be exact. “I know.” Her tears dried immediately, as she reached into her handbag to grab her phone. “I’ll call your father’s attorney. He drew up the contract. I think there were some other stipulations.” “What do you mean?” My frustration resurfaced, while I watched her dial numbers on the LED touch screen. “What kind of stipulations?” “In order to access all of the money in the trust…” “Yeah,” I answered, nudging her on. “I have to be twenty-one. What else?” “I think you have to be married, too.” Married? How could that even be legal? I sat down on the floor and held my head in my hands. Everything had happened too soon, making my world spin out of control. I penned a mental list in my head that summed up the main points of the day. Amy was sick. And her condition, if not treated, was most likely fatal. Insurance would not cover the experimental treatments, and Mom didn’t have the money to pay. Instead, my late father’s wealth had been stowed away in a trust, which I would soon have access to. As long as I married. As long as I had a husband. And all the while, Amy’s heart could be failing. Money was the only way to save my sister, and at present, marriage was the only way to get the money. I needed a husband by next week. And I didn’t even have a boyfriend.
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Lindsay is the author of Mr. Jones & Me, S.I.N.G.L.E., Jungle Eyes, Me & Mr. Jones, and Emerald Green. An incurable romantic at heart, she enjoys writing about strong heroines and the honorable gentleman who claim their hearts, often utilizing elements of suspense, adventure, or even comedy. While the context of her writing is diverse, one factor always remains at the center of every novel: Love. In her free time, Lindsay enjoys singing, playing the piano and guitar, and writing songs. The author resides in her hometown of Tallahassee, FL, where she is currently working on her next novel.
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