Take a trip down teaser lane: PLAYING THE EDGE

Monday, September 22, 2014




Hot, hot, boy it's hot. If you're into raw chemistry, check out Tempted and Seduced ~ Playing the #Edge. 5-star scalding review up on
Bookworm Bettie's Blog.

SEDUCED: Full Attention ~ #SatSpanks

Friday, September 19, 2014

Hard to believe that I craved to feel the crack of his palm, but I couldnt lie. I did and I wanted more.

What hed done with his hand on my bottom had gotten my full attention. My heart thudded so fast I feared it might explode.

The way he slowly let his eyes travel down my body wasnt helping. His gaze raked over me, stalling at my thighs. The hem of my dress pooled at my hips from the way hed spread my knees to permit him total visual access. I longed to unearth what he thought behind his smooth faรงade. I wanted to see him come as undone as I felt at the moment. But what would get him to the edge? He couldnt be as cold and calculating as his reputation suggested.

He kissed my forehead, his lips lingering for a second. Our relationship, like anything worth having, will take work.
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Playing the #EDGE~~Ten TRUTHS and a LIE.

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Ten Truths and a lie

Sometimes fiction isn’t a 100% fake.  

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 David, yeah I know. Don't crash 'cause it's true.   Especially when it comes to Playing the Edge. This series is actually one story told in parts...installments. Tempted, Seduced, and Taken are about Eliza Hillwood and Graham Gordon.
A modern My Fairy Lady where Graham is driven to the edge by Eliza from the start.
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   Graham becomes obsessed in getting Eliza to agree to being his contracted concubine with the goal of teaching her all about the sugarkink lifestyle, which takes a dark dive in book #3.
   Eliza goes from living a mundane life
to adjusting to the glitterati lifestyle
to mastering the beautiful people she meets.
If only her 
were as easy to harness...or Graham's over the top ability to make her scream for all the right reasons.
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As a writer, I use experiences to fuel stories. Can you guess which are in fact

FACTS and which is fiction?
Okay, here goes...

· I’m a registered yoga teacher

· Yep, I’ve got a butterfly tattoo

· I once met a man and discussed Kandinsky art.

· Sure did live in Miami—know it like the back of my hand.

· I’ve been to MOMA and seen van Gogh’s painting, The Starry Night upstairs.

· Went around in a VW Thing, a convertible VW bug, and then a hardtop bug. I LURF VWs!!

· I’m acquainted with childhood abuse close-up

· I was almost plowed over by a car and ended up on a date with the driver

· I’ve been to Midtown a few times and stood staring up at tall tall buildings.

· I’ve gone to the Everglades and it’s more than a government swamp. (LOL!)

· I’m forever having to be reminded to eat…unless it’s candy. Brightly colored. Everything else is just blah. Except mangos and fish and plantains.
Can you guess which is the tall tale fakery?

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Monday, September 15, 2014

Love...All things Fairy Tale? We're celebrating them in all their forms...originals, adaptations, twists and retellings. Sweet or steamy or a little bit twisted! Hop through all the blogs for giveaways at each stop! And don't forget to enter for the $100 Amazon gift card grand prize drawing too!

Welcome to the ADULT STOP
Seriously sexy times below...

DRAGON HEART releases November 10.

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Saturday, September 13, 2014

Welcome to Saturday Spanks September 13
Hey, hope you're having a wonderful week!
Today I'm a hairsbreadth from the first of many spanks~thank you, Mr. Gordon.

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 Caught clubbing on South Beach, I'm seriously one flight of stairs away from learning what it means to submit to Graham.
Seduced= Wild hair, screaming, hard sex
My Fair Lady
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Me: I'm Eliza Hillwood. What you'd call a modern Eliza Doolittle firecracker.

Who is Graham Gordon? 
Mmm, he's the man who holds the contract I've signed, giving him control over my body (Ha ha! that'll be the day!) ~Think of a dominating, hand-smacking 
Professor Henry Higgins

 Adult Content: Are you ready to play your edge?


Releasing September 16
Tempted Book 1 & Seduced Book 2

No sliding over.
Everyone’s welcome when it comes to a hot read!
Catch other tasty treats
the awesome authors are offering up this week BY  clicking here!

Sex, Love, Fame, or Money. What would you take?

Thursday, September 4, 2014


Last Fling & Lessons Learned

Welcome to our Summer Spanks blog hop where we provide free spanking stories and the chance to win prizes on every blog! We also have some wonderful Grand Prizes including:


Follow the links to read the blogs–comment on the blog to prove you were there (or answer the participant’s specific question, if they have one).
*COPY AND PASTE COMMENTS WILL BE DISQUALIFIED! Each comment earns you one entry for the grand prize. You must provide your email address for your entry to count. Individual pages may also have their own form of entry (Rafflecopter, etc) for additional chances to win prizes. Enjoy all the free stories, posts, & fun!  Prizes will be announced on Tuesday, Sept. 9, 2014.

A Big Shoutout to Adaline Raine Who Designed the Summer Spanks Graphics!



Temptation is only the beginning.

Eliza signs the erotic service agreement and crosses the threshold into Graham
s bedroom and his Manhattan lifestyle. Within the glitterati, she is given anything her heart desires except the ability to break through the invisible ties that bind her. With Graham's domination, she succumbs to the intoxicating power of submitting to him in bed.  
A world away from the beaches of Miami, Eliza's hungry to learn the secrets behind the man who holds her a willing captive. The man whose insatiable appetite might just break her. It's a point of no return if she agrees to play the edge.


 "Miss Hillwood, care to explain what the hell you’re doing here?” The sound of Graham’s seductively deep voice swept over me from behind and exploded in my head.

I turned so fast I got whiplash. Our gazes connected, and the grimace he wore melted me, sending a jolt of something like apprehension or anticipation deep in my belly. I gaped up at him with my damp hair partially obstructing my view as he stood over me, appearing powerful and all too much a predator. And like prey, I sat there hypnotized by his closeness and captivated by the thought of what he’d do next.

He brushed back some of my bangs. “From your flushed cheeks, I can see you’ve been here awhile.” He glanced around the club as he lightly traced my bottom lip. The feel of fingers on my skin made me hungry for more. “I take it your friends are still out on the dance floor.”

“How do you know who I came with?” I asked, unwilling to get up and throw myself at him.

Dressed in dark jeans and a black button-down shirt that stretched over his muscular chest and broad shoulders, he was sin, sex, and a click away from losing it. And I drank in the sight of him. Graham’s clothing left nothing to the imagination for someone who’d been pinned under him. That person being me.

“I thought I made myself clear when I expressly told you to go home and call me.” He ran his knuckles along my jaw. “Didn’t I?” The slight kicked-up curl to his smile gave me the distinct impression the soreness between my legs would be nothing compared to what he had in store.

I wet my lips, his focus trained on my tongue, and I swallowed. Seeing the heat in his eyes build, I struggled to breathe. The pounding music on the dance floor echoed in my heartbeat, thudding way too loud in my chest. I knew he wasn’t here to share a drink. He fully intended on delivering something we both remembered. His eyes glinted brighter, and he gave me a look that promised he’d consume me without mercy.

“I forgot. Things got a little weird,” I offered, plastering innocence over my face.

“Eliza,” he growled my name in a low rasp filled with hunger and frustration.

I twisted my fingers in my lap. “Look, this is my last night out with friends. Besides, I don’t see you sitting at home knitting a scarf. Why should I when that’s what I’ll be doing for the next six months, if you have your over-the-top way?” That had to be the alcohol talking—this played into what we both wanted, and I never made things this easy. For anyone.

“Do you remember the last time we had to take a short walk?” His arched brow sent a dart of excitement racing up my spine.

“Oh, me and a few places in my body remember more than well.”

He leaned in and whispered up against my cheek, “That tone, Ms. Hillwood.”



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