Wednesday 28 September 2016

#MidWeekTease with.... ... ...

Hi all,

#MidWeekTease time

I have a great big fat confession to make.

My #MidWeekTease this week is...

Or even...

Actually, having done revisions for a silly number of hours over these last few days, I can't think straight, and so this week, I'm saying honestly and openly, No #MidWeekTease, I can't think straight. I need some sleep.

Back next week.

Luckily others have done it and you can find them here

Happy reading,

love Raven  ZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Sunday 25 September 2016

#SexySnippets. Where Harry wonders why no one else sees Lydia as he does. #TeamHarry

Morning all, excuse the yawns. I've been awake since 3 am, and getting stuck into revisions for #TeamHarry, aka The Lord's Persuasion of Lady Lydia. I'm awash with coffee, but revisions are coming on well... (I hope)

So where better to take my #SexySnippets from?


Seducing the wallflower…
Over the years, Lydia Field has perfected the art of being a wallflower. It’s the only way to avoid the attention of unwanted suitors – and the perils of a convenient, loveless marriage! Instead, she dreams of the day she can leave London’s high society behind her, trading the glamorous balls and afternoon teas for a quiet life in the country.
But in an unguarded moment, she finds herself catching the eye of notorious rake ‘Handsome Harry’, Lord Birnham. Now that he’s glimpsed the wildness and fire that lurks beneath Lydia’s demure exterior, Lord Birnham will not rest until he has unleashed the full extent of her passion!

For if there’s one skill that Lord Birnham is known for, it’s the art of persuasion…

and your #SexySnippets

He let his glance rove over her with pleasure, noted the quick flash of temper—swiftly masked—and bit back a grin. Contrary to what he knew he was expected to see—a mousy girl dressed quietly and elegantly, but boringly, in a pale blue dress with a darker blue flounce—he saw the exact opposite. What he suspected she had hoped to disguise. Lustrous hair, sparkling eyes, a perfect complexion and a body his own body ached to discover. Harry still marvelled how no one else saw through her obvious—to him—disguise. Why did no one else understand, that to itch to discover what was hidden under fine blue silk, was so much more tantalising that being shown it.

You can preorder #TeamHarry (under its full title) from Amazon, Are and Kobo.

You can find all the other #SexySnippets ~here~

Happy reading,
love Raven x

Wednesday 21 September 2016

#MidWeekTease and guess who is teasing? The fantastic Ravenna Tate and her latest book, Irrefutable

Hi all. 

Today I'm handing #MidWeekTease over to Ravenna Tate and her latest release, Irrefutable.

(gonna crack open the bubbly)

Sometimes you read a series that grips you. This is one.

Book one, Unyielding is good, but in my mind this book, Irrefutable is even better.

Tortured Love 2

***Click HERE to purchase directly from
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Ex-con Carolyn Lucchesi receives a shock nastier than another prison sentence when she discovers she inadvertently lied to the police. Uncle Tony had sworn to her the man in the photo taken from the video footage of a robbery at an art museum was none other than infamous ex-con and jewel thief Jagger Tyrell. But when Jagger confronts her in the park, he tells a different story. One that, if true, means her uncle lied to her and set her up for a parole violation.

Jagger has spent nine years avoiding his former associates, and anything to do with prison or the police. When Carolyn’s lie thrusts him back into the spotlight, he uses everything at his disposal, including Carolyn’s body, to find out who is trying to frame him for a crime he did not commit, and why. But falling in love with Carolyn is not in the plans…


They stared into each other’s eyes before he kissed her again, probing her lips with his tongue until she parted them. She moaned softly into his open mouth, but when her hands pushed against his chest, she broke the kiss again and shoved him away from her.

“Carolyn, what the hell?”

“Oh, right. Just because you kiss me, I’m supposed to fuck you?”

“You’re so full of shit. You want this as much as I do.” Jagger grasped her hair again and kissed her once more, sliding his tongue in and out. Her moans intensified, spurring him on.

Kissing her was everything he’d imagined it would be, plus more. She tasted like wine and the avocado dressing from the Grand Lux Café, which was just fine with him. His dick was so fucking hard now it was painful. He ground it against her abdomen, but her damn hands came up again, pushing him away one more time.

“Oh, this is bullshit.” He forced her head up again. “Look me right in the eyes and tell me you don’t want to fuck me.”

“We can’t do this.”

“Carolyn, do you want to do it? Yes or no?”

“We can’t!”

“Why the hell not? We’re adults. We can do whatever the fuck we want.”

“It will complicate everything.”

Even though he agreed with her, they’d gone too far to stop now. Jagger stroked her hair, gazing into her eyes. The lust in them was unmistakable. “How long were you standing there watching me?”

A small sound, almost like a plea, came out.

“You watched the whole thing, didn’t you?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

Tiny whimpers escaped her throat as Jagger brushed his finger along her collarbone. The sound sent shivers down his spine. When he ran his thumb across her left nipple, she cried out softly.

“Please … please don’t.”

“You don’t like it?”

“No. I mean I do like it, but this is wrong.”

Even through the tank top, he could see how swollen her breasts were. He was dying here. Jagger flicked the other nipple. He had to see them and taste them. “Why is it wrong?”

“Because … because of who we are.”

“We’re just people. A man and a woman who are hot for each other. Tell me you don’t find me as attractive as I find you.”

“You’re gorgeous. And sexy. Not the point.” Her voice betrayed the fact that her willpower was caving fast.

“It is exactly the point. You’re fucking beautiful, and I want to fuck you. You want to fuck me. We might as well have some fun while we figure this out.”

When he brushed both hands between her legs, Jagger grinned as he realized how soaking wet her pussy was. “I knew it. Can’t fake that, Carolyn. You do want me.”

Her eyelids fluttered as he rubbed her clit. She sighed. “Oh … please…”

“Please what?” Jagger nuzzled her neck. “Tell me what you want me to do.” He pushed harder on her clit.

“Oh fuck…”

“You’re close, aren’t you? I can smell it on you.”


When Jagger took his hands away, her eyes flew open. “Why did you stop?”

He cupped her face. “Tell me you’ll let me fuck you, anyway I want to, as long as I want to, and in every room of this apartment if that’s what I want, and I’ll let you come.”

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Happy reading,

love, Raven x

Tuesday 20 September 2016

#TuesdayTreat... The fabulous Doris O'Connor interviews Jamie from her brand new release, On Her Terms... #Exclusive

*sidles in and grins*

Guess who I have on my blog today?

Yeah the Lovely Doris O'Connor. AND if that's not enough, she's brought a very special male with her. No, not my grandson, he's at school and shhh, mummy didn't tell him where she was. No, this is another very special male. 

The cover might give you a clue.

(Please do not drool over it, he might get a tad pissed if you do...)

Got it yet?

Whatever, read on; you are in for such a treat...

Hello, peeps, Doris here, bouncing about like a demented gnat because I have a book out today.

*grins and blow kisses to Raven*

Thanks for letting me take over your blog today. Then again, I suspect it had a lot to do with the fact that I brought Jamie along.

(well, duh...)

Who is Jamie, I hear you ask? Well, let’s explore this a little further, shall we?

D: “Jamie, could you introduce yourself to Raven’s readers please?”

J: “As you ask me so nicely, Doris.”

He winks and I swoon a little inside. Raven is openly ogling, of course...

(I never og...okay yeah I'm ogling, and maybe drooling just a little er lot...)

“My name is Jamie, and I occasionally work for Premiere Companions.”

D: “Only occasionally, Jamie? And your name is not just Jamie, is it?”

He smiles again and taps his nose.

J: “Of course not, but discretion is everything in this business, especially when handling such a delicate situation as Don Cabrizi’s daughter. Messing around with her could get a man killed.”

D: “Ah, yes, I’m glad you brought up the Don. Did you know of him before you decided to take on this situation, as you put it.”

Jamie shrugs and flicks off an imaginary speck of dust off his business suit.

J: “Of course I’d heard of him. My main work is in security, and I’ve dealt with many clients like the Don. Besides, the man is legendary. He’s also a regular at Premiere Companions, which is why my sister came to me when his daughter’s unusual request landed on her desk.”

D: “I love the way you phrase this. I take it Premiere Companions don’t get many virgins approaching them then?”

J: “I couldn’t possibly answer that. Premiere’s clients are assured of our utmost discretion, and my sister prides herself on the quality of companions she can provide. Let’s just say, Premiere has the right companion for any request a client may have.”

D: “So, Premiere is owned by your sister? Is that why you chose to take this particular client on personally? It was by your own admission a dangerous move.”

Jamie smiles in that truly enigmatic way he has and doesn’t say anything.

D: “You’re not going to answer that question, are you?”

J: “No. Let’s just say I had my reasons. Besides Nicoletta is a beautiful woman. She deserves the best.”

He rocks back in his chair with absolute confidence and I suppress another sigh. Having been privy to his expertise as I was writing his story, I can only agree.

D: “Okay, fair enough. Tell me about Nicoletta. What was your first impression of her and did she live up to your expectations?”

Jamie rocks the chair back on all four legs and his whole demeanour changes. This time, his smile reaches his eyes, and his hard crystal gaze softens.

J: “Nicoletta is a truly amazing young woman. First impression was… Fuck, she’s beautiful.” He smirks. “Then, I noticed how nervous she was and so unlike anything I had been told about her, so I had to find out the real woman under the façade she showed the world. What I discovered… well, you’ll have to read the story for that. Suffice to say I knew she was mine, and I was going to have her, consequences be damned.”

D: “I see. Nicoletta is a lot younger than you? Has that caused any problems at all?”

J: “Not, once we let go of our preconceived notions about what the other person was like. Age is just a number, after all, and with everything that Nicoletta has been through, she has a wise head on her young shoulders.”

D: “So, everything worked out all right in the end then?”

Jamie laughs and I can’t help but smile with him.

J: “You should know, my dear author, you wrote the story.”

(That's told her. Mind you I sniggered and he gave me 'the look'. Think I'll go and get a cold drink. And a fan)

I'll leave you all with this...

She’ll be no man’s property…

Faced with the prospect of marriage, to a man she’s never even met, Nicoletta Cabrizi’s temper gets the better of her. How dare her father use her virginity as a bargaining chip to seal a business deal?
 A girl’s first time should be special, and who better to give her an unforgettable night than an experienced Dom provided by Premiere Companions.

A perfect solution, right?

The reality, however, takes her breath away. The enigmatic Jamie pulls Nicole into a maelstrom of sensation and pleasure, which steals her heart, and soul, and leaves her doubting her previous decisions.

Jamie is beyond furious at this whole, farcical arrangement, especially when Nicoletta turns out be far from the spoiled princess he was expecting to meet. Her open vulnerability and deep need to submit brings out his protective instincts.

Come what may, Nicoletta will be his.


Jamie always enjoyed this process of getting to know what made a woman tick in bed, never more so than when that woman tapped into her submissive streak for the first time. Most needed far more encouragement than his girl had needed. Whether that was simply due to the unusual circumstances they found themselves in or whether she, too, felt the force of their connection, who could say.
From the minute he’d seen her shred the paper napkins, her nervousness pouring off her in waves, she’d thrown his preconceived notions about her out of the window. It wasn’t just the fact that she was ten times more beautiful in person either. Jamie was used to beautiful women, appreciated women in all their forms and guises, but there was something about Nicoletta Cabrizi that had him utterly hooked. Now with her writhing underneath him, her sweet musk in his nostrils and coating his tongue as he licked up the juices spilling past the elastic of the sodden piece of lace barely covering her modesty … now, he stopped analyzing and simply gave himself over to the moment. He knew the moment she was about to explode, because her thighs tightened involuntary around his head, and her hips bucked as she ground her pussy against his face, coming all over it in the process.
The incomprehensible sounds spilling from her mouth made him grin around his mouthful of hugely engorged virgin clit, and Jamie kept up the suckling of that little bundle of nerves, until the last of her aftershocks abated and her thighs went slack. Only then did he sit back and allowed himself to slowly peel her ruined thong away from her moist flesh.
Jamie sucked in a sharp breath as her sweet cunt came into view. Beautifully bare of any hair, it begged to be claimed, and his cock jerked at the thought as her puffed up pussy lips came into view. She jumped when he parted her outer labia with his fingers, and ran his fingertips through her inner lips.
Easy there, my sweet. You’re so fucking wet for me. I can’t wait to claim your virgin hole. All of them for that matter. Will you let me do that, bellissima?
A groan came from his girl at his words, and her pussy hole quivered and clenched, expelling more of her essence, in which he coated his fingers and brought them right up to her other hole, while he pushed a thumb into her pussy.
A gasp and a tightening of her internal muscles was his answer this time, and when he looked up her body it was beyond satisfying to see the all-over body flush decorating her fair skin. Her unfettered breasts, reddened by his stubble, carried the marks of his teeth, and her nipples stood proudly to attention. Such a glorious, fucking canvas for him to work with.
He swore to himself there and then that he would mark every inch of her skin, so that when she left here in the morning to resume her life as Don Cabrizi’s daughter, she would remember who her Sir was.
Foolish thoughts, perhaps, he had no right to be possessive, after all, but there it was. He wasn’t going to overanalyze this now, just go with his gut and let the chips fall where they may. He’d always known that any dealings with this woman would be dangerous to him, so the urgent need to make her his didn’t really come as a huge surprise to him.
I asked you a question, my love, I would appreciate an answer.”
Inwardly he grimaced at the endearment he didn’t seem capable of not making. Love had nothing to do with this. It was or should have been a mere business transaction, dammit.
What? Yes, please … whatever. I’m yours, Sir.”
Her halting, panted reply stopped him from pursuing that thought, and he gently thrust his thumb in and out of her pussy, making her groan while he pushed the index finger of his other hand through the tight ring of muscle guarding her ass.
Those muscles flexed around the digit, and when he bent his head to lick across her clit, Nicoletta groaned deep in her throat.
There, you are, come for me again, my sweet.”
He kept up the gentle licks around and over her clit while he thrust his digits in and out of both her holes. The heavy odor of sex surrounded them. His balls drew tight, and his cock leaked copious amounts of pre-cum, while the wet sounds his fingers made added an auditory stimuli all of their own.
I can’t … too much … oh God…”
Her words drifted off into incomprehensible moans and sighs, which were music to his ears.
Oh yes, you can and you will. Come for your Sir, bellissima.”

About Doris:

Doris is a writer of sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get.  From contemporary to paranormal, Time Travel, Sci-fi, BDSM, F/F, M/M, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.
Happily married for the last twenty-five years, she lives with her husband and their brood of nine in a far too small house filled with love, laughter, and chaos.

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 On her Terms is available from Evernight Publishing right here

as are all Doris' books

Happy reading, love Raven x