Friday, May 20, 2016

NEW RELEASE- SEX AND SORCERY by Sarah Hyde



Sex and Sorcery
Sex Magic
Book One
Sarah Hyde

Genre: Steamy Paranormal
Romance


Publisher: Sarah Hyde
Date of Publication: May 9th, 2016
ASIN: B01E2SR19S
Number of pages:  212
Word Count: 60k
Cover Artist: Sarah Hyde


 




Book Description:
Morgan Wright has just been dumped by the biggest jerk in the world. All she wants to do is sulk in bed while devouring all the ice cream on campus, but her friend has a different plan to cheer her up—break into a secret all-boys university.


According to rumor, the school trains sorcerers who are crazy good in bed. Even though Morgan’s never had an orgasm, she’s not interested in anything more than an adventure. But when cape-wearing guard, Edric stops them at the wall, Morgan finds herself drawn in by his syrupy sweet smell.


There’s only one small problem, the sorcerers at this school take their vow of celibacy seriously. But Morgan can’t stay away, and as Edric tests the limits of his vow, magic-fueled orgasms may change everything.




 Excerpt:
His grip tightens and he lifts me off the ground. He’s literally holding me up by my upper arms. Now I’m scared. I let out a little squeak. My breath comes in rapid pants.

“I’m going to carry you out of here.”

I nod, shivering in his grasp. I’d agree to walk, but I don’t really want him to let go of me. Part of me likes that he’s probably leaving bruises on my arms.

His nostrils flare again. “And stop breathing,” he commands.

“I’m pretty sure I can’t do that.”

He starts to walk and I’m still dangling. He’s about ten inches taller than me and easily carries my 120lbs. His quads flex under the lightweight pants he has on. I’m inches from his face, but I can’t look into his eyes. Both of us are focusing off to the side, like I’m an offending bit of debris that must be tossed back into the woods. I lean forward, gulping down the cinnamon flavored air. If he would only pull me closer to his body I could nibble his neck. I strain against his grip, but he holds me completely immobile.

He licks his lips. His boot catches on a branch and he stumbles. Without thinking, I wrap my legs tightly around his waist. The sudden pressure the seam of my pants provides against my crotch is a relief. He grunts as he fights for balance and one hand leaves my shoulder to grab my ass before we topple over.

He’s glaring at me. With his hand on my ass. I try to keep from smiling but fail when his scowl intensifies. His fingers flex once and I know he’s about to drop me. The moment drags out. I shift my gaze up to the moon in an innocent expression, but the space between us is throbbing. My pulse has relocated itself to my clit and every orgasm that I never had is waiting to burst out of me.

“Get off of me,” he says as he removes his hand.

“Okay.” In one fast motion, I lick the side of his neck and untangle my legs. I drop to the ground in front of him. My tongue literally tingles with the flavor of his skin.

He stares down at me. “Why did you do that?”

“I had to know.” We’re close to the woods now. Almost out of sight.

He stares at my lips. Does he want permission because I’ve been fairly clear that I want him? He’s the one protesting, but we’re away from the school now. His hand is visibly trembling. I step further under the tree cover. Shadows fall across his face making him more mysterious.

“What did I taste like to you?”

I exhale slowly. I feel like if I don’t pace my breathing I’m going to pass right out. “Like cinnamon syrup. Did you eat pancakes earlier?”

He chuckles and stares at my lips again.

“You can, if you want to . . . kiss me that is,” I offer.

He looks back toward the wall, but there’s no one there.

“Or if you just want a taste, you can lick me too.”

He sucks air in through his teeth in a hissing gasp. “If it wasn’t for your smell, I’d be convinced you were another test. But no one can fake this.” He leans into me and I go perfectly still. His tongue flicks out and draws a soft wet line down the opening of my shirt.

We both moan simultaneously. A million nerve endings I didn’t know existed flare to life. My nipples go crystal hard and jut out from my shirt. Do that again.

“I shouldn’t have done that.”

“Hmmm, that was not what I was thinking at all. Why don’t you take me back to your dorm room?”

“Mostly because if you tried to cross the boundary you’d be fried to a crisp.”

I choke and cough. “What?”

“Don’t mess around with Bronson’s School. Promise me, you and your friend won’t try to get in again. I’m not joking. The wall will set you on fire if you try to cross it.”

“I promise,” I lie. Because I will do whatever it takes to get to him if he crosses that wall.



 About the Author:
Sarah Hyde combats the cold Maine winters by writing very steamy romances. She loves berries, happy endings, and tea. Sex and Sorcery is her adult debut.






Twitter: @fancypantssarah
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/sexandsorcery/
 


 

Monday, March 14, 2016

TALON BLOG TOUR: $25 AMAZON GC GIVEAWAY


I'm late posting. It's been crazy a crazy week filled with unexpected chaos. Including my internet going down this morning. So, I'm sure you can appreciate the fact that all I want to do right now is read.

Do you know what the best thing about this week has been? Talon. Sybil Bartel really knows her alpha heroes. OMG, is he protective. He's the kind of man you want in an emergency. I haven't finished the book yet. That's actually what I'm doing right now. So if you had a crazy week and need to escape, I think Talon might keep your mind off the chaos of real life.





Talon by Sybil Bartel
(Uncompromising Series, #1)
Publication date: March 1st 2016
Genres: Adult, Romance



Synopsis:

Talon

I surf.

I fuck.

I pretend to smile.


Two years ago my life was perfect, until it wasn’t. I scattered my wife’s ashes then walked away from the Marines. I didn’t think I had anything else to lose.


I was wrong.


The blond showed up at my surf shop, beaten and stabbed. I did what I was trained to do—I stitched her up. I didn’t have a clue who she was and I told myself I didn’t care. Until they came looking for her.


I swore I’d take my last breath before I let anyone else hurt her except I didn’t know she was keeping a deadly secret. Now I had two choices, her life or mine.

Marriage and combat taught me the same thing—I was no one’s hero. And I was about to prove it.





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AUTHOR BIO:

Sybil Bartel grew up in Northern California with her head in a book and her feet in the sand. She dreamt of becoming a painter but the heady scent of libraries with their shelves full of books drew her into the world of storytelling. She loves the New Adult genre, but any story about a love so desperately wrong and impossibly beautiful makes her swoon.


Sybil now resides in Southern Florida and while she doesn’t get to read as much as she likes, she still buries her toes in the sand. If she isn’t writing or fighting to contain the banana plantation in her backyard, you can find her spending time with her handsomely tattooed husband, her brilliantly practical son and a mischievous miniature boxer…

But Seriously?


Here are ten things you probably really want to know about Sybil.
She grew up a faculty brat. She can swear like a sailor. She loves men in uniform. She hates being told what to do. She can do your taxes (but don’t ask). The Bird Market in Hong Kong freaks her out. Her favorite word is desperate…or dirty, or both—she can’t decide. She has a thing for muscle cars. But never reply on her for driving directions, ever. And she has a new book boyfriend every week—don’t tell her husband.

To find out more about Sybil Bartel, be sure to follow her on Twitter (she loves to hear about your favorite book boyfriend!), visit her website, like her on Facebook or join her Facebook group Book Boyfriend Heroes for exclusive excerpts and giveaways.


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