The Promise by Allyson Young

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Does a week of sexual adventure include a future with two men?

 

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Author Bio:

 

Allyson Young lives in cottage country, Manitoba, Canada with her husband and numerous pets. She has always enjoyed the written word, and after reading an erotic romance, quite by mistake, decided to try her hand at penning one. A bestselling Amazon author, a hybrid author, as of December 2017, along with her alter ego, and three coauthors, she has published four series and several standalones in contemporary, sci-fi, fantasy and suspense genres—50 books in total. Allyson will write until whatever is inside is satisfied, until the heroes man up and the heroines get what they deserve. Love isn’t always sweet, and Allyson favours the darker side of romance.

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Re/Captured is Here!

When a day helping out at Legal Aid puts Katrina in the crosshairs of a serial killer bent on sending his version of romantic gifts, life starts to spiral out of control. Not only is she trying to plan her wedding, but work and home life are increasingly hectic.

Keith has doubts about Kat and the reasons she keeps postponing the wedding, so he sets out to recapture her heart. Meanwhile, the serial killer’s obsession with Katrina only grows—threatening her entire family.

Sacrifices must be made, but can love help them survive the fallout?

Warnings: BDSM, anal sex, D/s

PG Excerpt:

Understanding Keith’s message—he’d wanted to put her mind at ease with regard to the children so that she could focus on submitting to him—she lowered her gaze. “Can I have ten minutes to put my bag away and freshen up?”

“Yes. I set out what I want you to wear.” His voice washed through her senses, overpowering her with peace and excitement.

“Thank you.” Briefcase in hand, she turned to follow his instructions.

“Kitty Kat.”

The unspoken order halted her. She turned back to him. “Yes?”

“I want a kiss.”

Closing the distance she lifted her face. He caressed her cheek with one hand and wrapped the other around her waist to support her lower back, two points of contact only. His lips brushed hers, teasing at a third point. He massaged, a gentle pressure welcoming her home and to her role as his submissive.

Slave to his mastery, she sighed into it, dropping her briefcase and lifting her arms to twine them around his neck, and she pressed her chest to his. He deepened the kiss, plunging his tongue deep to taste and stab. The hand on her cheek slid into her hair, and the one on her back lowered to squeeze her ass. She forgot about everything. The stresses of her day fell away as she melted in the face of his demand.

He broke away to trail sucking kisses down her neck, stopping when the collar of her dress shirt got in his way. “Go,” he said. “Take your ten minutes, and then you’re mine.”

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Workout 2018 Volume 8: On my way to a better me…hopefully

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My workout diary. This is pretty much for me and not anyone else.

Day 38: My sister came over and my stomach rebelled. These events are not related, but both kept me from working out.

Day 39: I did not take an Airborne, which was what seemed to have caused my “issues.” I came home from work and knocked off some serious yoga. By serious, I mean that some of my muscles hurt. Yay, pain.

Day 40: I have no excuse except laziness. I hope this isn’t the beginning of the end. Wife said she’d make me go to the fitness center tomorrow, so there’s that.

Day 41-44: I have a freaking cold, a bad one. No working out. On the plus side, when I had to hover-pee at a public toilet, my thighs were up to the task, and I didn’t have to hold the walls for balance.

Day 45: Inspired by my ability to hover-pee using only the power of my thighs, and because I’m feeling a lot better after two days of sleep, I pushed myself at P&F today. I feel great. Wife said my ass was getting firmer. I mentioned that my hamhocks made it look like my ass was really long instead of round. She objected to me naming my fat deposits, so I shook my jelly roll at her and took a shower. Yeah. Married conversations are weird.

Day 46: I snuggled under the covers and worked on revisions. I forgot to get up. I did, however, try a Slim Fast. It’s a chocolate shake with vitamins. It tastes okay, but it did not fill me up. I followed up with chips and hummus, and some popcorn.

Day 47: I weighed in at a half pound less. Was it the Slim Fast? I don’t know, but the gas is not worth the hassle. They didn’t start until later in the day. I have a slow digestive system, and I didn’t eat anything else out of the ordinary today, so it had to be the Slim Fast. Anyway, I went to P&F, did aerobic and some leg weight thingies. My thighs can squeeze 30 lbs. Tomorrow is a snow day, so I have plans to whip out the bellydancing DVD.

Allyson Young–Six Dominant Romances!

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Blurb:

The Running to Love complete series of 781 pages includes six previously released, rewritten, dominant romances- Away, Breathe, Broken, Done, Surrounded and Apt.

Author Bio:

Allyson Young lives in cottage country in Manitoba, Canada with her husband and numerous pets. She has always enjoyed the written word, and after reading an erotic romance, quite by mistake, decided to try her hand at penning one.

She is a bestselling Amazon author, a hybrid author, and, along with her alter ego and three coauthors, has published four series and several standalones in contemporary, sci-fi, fantasy and suspense genres—50 books in total.

Allyson will write until whatever she has inside her is satisfied- when all the heroes man up and all the heroines get what they deserve. Love isn’t always sweet, and Allyson favours the darker side of romance.

http://www.allysonyoung.com

 

When Your Characters Have a Mind of Their Own (DFBI 7)

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Introducing a new character in a supporting role is very exciting for a writer. It opens up so many possibilities. Is this person going to eventually have a starring role? Are they going to have a recurring role? How will they support the main character? Will they enable the characters by being supportive friends? Will they push the main characters to be more than they were? Will they do something to drive the storyline?

When I wrote Re/Bound, I introduced Keith Rossetti in a supporting role. He was Malcolm’s best friend and FBI colleague. I created him to be a handsome hardass. He was great in a supporting role, so I brought him back in Re/Claimed and Re/Leased. Keith has always been dear to my heart, so when I started planning Doms of the FBI 7 and he whispered in my ear, I gave the story to him.

In this story, I introduced a new couple, Erica and Burke. Erica, as the daughter of a senator, is supposed to be a connection that helps Katrina land an appointment as a judge. She’s also interested in BDSM. I thought maybe I’d do a side story with them discovering their way through the lifestyle. But then Keith invited them to dinner, and things changed. Burke wasn’t cooperative at all. He said and did things that changed the direction of the plot. He brought out a major romantic conflict between Keith and Katrina, and he caught the eye of someone he shouldn’t have. For someone who was supposed to have a small role, he ended up having a larger impact on the novel.

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Workout 2018 Volume 7: This is when I usually call it quits…quietly

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My Journey to a Me With Energy and Stamina

I say this because I’m sure not losing any weight. I know I’m supposed to eat less, but I don’t eat much now.

Day 30: I hit P&F with vim and vigor. Due to issues with my knee, I was concentrating on making sure I used my ass and hamstring to push down on the elliptical. It made a huge difference in the quality of the workout–much better, no knee pain, but it’s a pain in the ass–literally.

Day 31: Sick day. Blech. You don’t wanna know.

Day 32: Feeling a lot better. I did 40 minutes at P&F–20 on the treadmill and 20  on the elliptical. Neck hurts. Need to remember to stand up straight on both. BUT you would have laughed your ass off watching me lip sync to my playlist. I go all out.

Day 33-34: I have no excuse except that I’m tired. I was talking with a colleague who has a nasty cold, and he mentioned that he was feeling better except that he was tired. I joked that at our age, tired was a part of the landscape. But the truth of the matter is that I’m lazy, and long-term commitment to working out has always been difficult for me. And so I did not work out for these two days. Instead, I spent time with my family and worked on revising the first book in a new series. Tomorrow is Saturday, so I’m firming up my resolve about renewing my commitment to my physical health. Technically, it’s Saturday right now, and I’m forcing myself to write this in the hope it motivates me to get my ass moving.

Day 35: Guilt-shaming worked. I did belly dancing. Judging from my reflection in the monitor, I’m not doing too badly! Some of my moves have actual grace and flow to them. Yay, me!

Day 36: Got up early and dragged my ass to P&F. I’m so proud that I didn’t throw in the towel! I have zero excuse not to work out tomorrow, so if I don’t, it’s due to  pure laziness. Scratch that–I WILL work out tomorrow!

Day 37: I kept my promise! Twin #2 and I went to P&F. I increased the resistance and the incline on the elliptical and got a better workout. To be fair, it took me a while to figure out how to adjust the machines. I’m dense when it comes to certain things.

Workout 2018 Volume 6, The Bump in the Road

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The continuing saga of my journey to getting in shape…

Day 22: I didn’t want to go anywhere, but Wife grabbed my ass and told me that working out was making a difference. I like when she grabs my ass, so I went to Pools & Fitness today. I’m easy, especially on a Sunday morning.

Day 23: I took the morning off and got a massage. My massage therapist noted that my leg muscles were stronger. No, I did not kick her. She’s nice, though she could do with a little less patchouli in her oil. I had to come home and have Wife wash me down with Dawn to get the smell to go away. On the plus side, Wife washed me down, so I’m not seeing the patchouli as a bad thing. Does that count as my exercise today?

Day 24: Yo-ga. Rhymes with yo-gurt, which is what I had for breakfast. I should go to P&F tonight, but I don’t wanna. (Read in a whiny voice.)

Day 25: I’m so flipping hungry that I’m going to work out by eating stuff. So far today, I’ve had toast, an apple, yogurt with blueberries, a Dove chocolate bar, and a Yasso frozen yogurt bar. I started out so well today, but it seems all bets were off after noon. #failday Here’s hoping I get my ass off the sofa tomorrow?

Day 26: My quads are getting stronger than my hammies, which causes my knee to hurt. So I did some exercises for those today, which made my ass hurt. Then we went to P&F. I tried out the bike today, I don’t understand people who put it at the lowest resistance. It’s just moving your legs, not working anything. Anyway, I started at 8 and moved it up to 10. I found that it surprisingly works my hips and lower abs. However, it also works my quads, which are apparently strong enough. I have mixed feelings about that.

Day 27 and 28: Worked, worked, worked, but didn’t work out.

Day 29: I wanted so badly to skip today, but then I reminded myself that I took the last 2 days off. I got into my socks that slide across the wood floor and did some belly dancing. This episode was called The Hippy Camel, which makes me think of my jeans lodged in an uncomfortable place. The workout was really fun. I liked the warmup, which combined yoga with extra stretchy stuff. I’m glad to see my flexibility is coming back. I missed that from when I had stopped working out altogether. We did shoulder rolls. As long as I ignore the crackling of my shoulders, it was a sexy move. Then I learned the “ethnic shimmy” which sounds kind of racist, but it’s just a sharp hip move from side-to-side. This, I could do–and well. Then we did a thing called “m-and-m’s” which turned out better than the candy. (Confession time: I do not like M&M’s.) The move was a little complicated for someone as uncoordinated as me, but I think I did okay. Even the switching is getting easier, though the narrator is now counting things out. Someone must have given them feedback to inform them that the people who were going to buy this video were middle-aged women with love handles, not professional dancers.

Weight: I have not lost any, but I’m stronger and I have more stamina, so it’s not a total loss. TBH, the only way I really lose weight is to not eat and take Claritin-D, and I’m too freaking old to do pull that crap anymore. Besides, I’m not having allergies right now.

See you next week!

Re/Captured (DFBI 7)–Pre-order Now!

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Re/Captured (Doms of the FBI 7)

Keith and Katrina are back! Reader favorites Keith Rossetti and Katrina Legato from Re/Paired (Doms of the FBI 2) return for another emotional, sexy, and dangerous adventure.

Blurb:

When a day helping out at Legal Aid puts Katrina in the crosshairs of a serial killer bent on sending his version of romantic gifts, life starts to spiral out of control. Not only is she trying to plan her wedding, but work and home life are increasingly hectic.

Keith has doubts about Kat and the reasons she keeps postponing the wedding, so he sets out to recapture her heart. Meanwhile, the serial killer’s obsession with Katrina only grows—threatening her entire family.

Sacrifices must be made, but can love help them survive the fallout?

Warnings: BDSM, anal sex, D/s

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PG Excerpt 1:

Understanding Keith’s message—he’d wanted to put her mind at ease with regard to the children so that she could focus on submitting to him—she lowered her gaze. “Can I have ten minutes to put my bag away and freshen up?”

“Yes. I set out what I want you to wear.” His voice washed through her senses, overpowering her with peace and excitement.

“Thank you.” Briefcase in hand, she turned to follow his instructions.

“Kitty Kat.”

The unspoken order halted her. She turned back to him. “Yes?”

“I want a kiss.”

Closing the distance she lifted her face. He caressed her cheek with one hand and wrapped the other around her waist to support her lower back, two points of contact only. His lips brushed hers, teasing at a third point. He massaged, a gentle pressure welcoming her home and to her role as his submissive.

Slave to his mastery, she sighed into it, dropping her briefcase and lifting her arms to twine them around his neck, and she pressed her chest to his. He deepened the kiss, plunging his tongue deep to taste and stab. The hand on her cheek slid into her hair, and the one on her back lowered to squeeze her ass. She forgot about everything. The stresses of her day fell away as she melted in the face of his demand.

He broke away to trail sucking kisses down her neck, stopping when the collar of her dress shirt got in his way. “Go,” he said. “Take your ten minutes, and then you’re mine.”

PG Excerpt 2:

“Put your dress on. Tell me how you look.”

Though he couldn’t see it, she parked her hand on her hip. “Keith, this is highly inappropriate, and it’s bad luck.” Her pulse raced. Though she thought of the wedding as a formality, she couldn’t help but get a little excited for the actual event.

His husky chuckle crackled through the phone. “I don’t believe in bad luck, and I can’t masturbate to mental images of you in that dress if I don’t know what it looks like.”

Her fake chagrin melted. She whispered her reply. “You want to masturbate to mental images of me in a wedding dress? That’s weird. You have actual pictures of me wearing lingerie.” He also had a picture of her pussy that he refused to delete. Good thing his phone was password and fingerprint protected.

“I like those pictures.” His voice dropped as the Dom in him asserted itself. “But, Kitty Kat, the wedding dress says unequivocally that you belong to me. Nothing is sexier than that.”

Her breath caught at his tone. “You’re such a romantic.”

“How about a picture?”

“Nope.” She smiled as she refused him. “I’m not bending on this. You can’t see my dress before the wedding.”

“At least tell me what the neckline looks like. And how long is the skirt? What are you wearing under it?”

She laughed. “No clues. You’ll have to wait.”

“Tease.”

“A tease would send you pictures of random dresses.”

Reviews for Re/Paired

“Wow.  This book was so freaking hot!! [Re/Paired] has great balance….heavy on the romance with enough suspense to keep it interesting and that’s how I like it.”–Under the Covers Book Blog

5 Stars/Purest Delight from Guilty Pleasures: “This was a great read with a damaged Dom who learns to cherish his sub, a lot of hot BDSM action, suspense, and complex relationships”

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Workout 2018 Volume 5

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As I continue to work out…

My outfit is not this cool. Think: middle-aged housewife in pajama pants

Day 14: I didn’t do a video. I didn’t want to do anything. It’s too freaking cold outside. All I want to do is curl up under a blanket and read/edit Drawing On Love. I know I wrote it, but I’m loving that story! Plus, those 2 pounds disappeared after a day. (Yeah, I weigh  myself at the same time each morning.) Anyway, Wife dragged me to Pools and Fitness, so I did 20 min on the treadmill and 15 on the elliptical. Then I had  grilled mushroom, onion, and Swiss, with a side of Baked Lays. Imma workout, Imma eat.

Day 15 and 16: I hit P&F both days, doing 20 min on the treadmill and 20 on the elliptical. It turns out that I like listening to love songs while I work out. There’s nothing like being on the treadmill and singing along to Laura Branigan’s Power of Love. Judging by the looks from people near me, they found my choice of music strange. Or maybe they objected to my horrible vocals. Get headphones, people. Imma workout, Imma sing.

Day 17: Day off. Kids were at an event, so Wife and I spent time together.

Day 18: Did yoga this morning, hitting P&F this evening with Twin #2. I have not lost any more weight, but I feel great.

Day 19: Wife made me go for a mile walk with her and the dog. It was nice. Then I ate red peppers and cheese for dinner, half a bag of sour cream and cheese chips because I couldn’t stop, and a mint chocolate yogurt bar for dessert. I can’t seem to stop eating. I guess it took me 20 days to go off the rails. Better luck tomorrow?

Day 20: No working out today. Long work day. Grilled cheese for dinner. Beat Wife at Trivial Pursuit. Guessing is my thing.

Day 21: I learned the 3/4 hip sway, or something along those lines. I also learned “snake arms,” which I nailed due to my ability to do the wave. It turns out that 80’s break dancing moves were useful! Thank you, Breakin and Breakin 2: Electric Boogaloo–you weren’t just bad movies I loved.

Kissing Bandits Weekend Teaser #DragonKisses #michelezurlo #menage

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Dragon Kisses #3 (Laurel, Niall, Jonathan)

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Blurb:

In the months following Jonathan’s transformation, Laurel struggles to come to terms with her feelings for him and the horrific memories of time spent as a dragon’s slave. Jonathan struggles to be patient, but Laurel’s fear is breaking his heart. Niall and Cassie open a popular bakery and revel in the bliss of love and their new lives. Arabella pines for Tobin’s aspects to be reunited, and Nora discovers the secret of creating Zmaj offspring.

Meanwhile all Zmaj braces for the Inamanida attack that Tobin warned them about. When it finally comes, the Zmaj find themselves vastly outnumbered by enemy forces. In the violence that follows, everything changes.

Warnings: MFMM, MMMFF, MMFFM

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The second I opened the door, Saskia jumped on me. Though she was small for a Zmaj, that only put her at about 6’2—two inches shorter than me. I caught her, but she was a powerful woman. We fell back so that she pinned me against the wall. She kissed me, her dual-tipped tongue snaking into my mouth to plunder what was hers as she slid her hand into my pants. I moaned as she wrapped her fingers around my cock, bringing it to life.

She broke the kiss suddenly and tightened her grip on my manhood. “You left without saying goodbye.”

DragonK3500“You were asleep. I said goodbye to Stellan.” Technically, I’d sucked his cock. No words had been uttered by either of us.

“You gave sex. This is not the same.”

I stroked a strand of her lime green hair away from her gorgeous face, and I extended the caress down her cheek. “I missed you too.”

Her bottom lip stuck out in a pout. “You will let me come to the bakery next time?”

I exhaled hard, mostly because she squeezed my cock to the edge of pain. “Saskia, you can’t come there because you don’t let me work.” My Zmaj was possessive of me and my time, but we were working on that. When I was at the bakery, I’d banned them from visiting because they inevitably got in the way. Even Taja, who loved to bake, had caused me to burn items too many times. Since they also had duties and responsibilities, they’d agreed to respect and support my career choice. Wrapping my arms around her, I pulled her to my chest. “But I’m not working now, so I’m all yours.”

Slowly her grip loosened, and she slid her hand from my pants. Her finger partially morphed into a claw, and she tugged at the fastener on my fly. My pants slid down my legs to pool at my ankles. I kicked out of them, careful not to move too much because Saskia still had a claw and she was now on her knees in front of me. Her tongue darted out to wet her upper lip. I widened my stance and leaned back against the coolness of the wall because where sex was concerned, I had no control. What my Zmaj wanted, they took—and I gladly gave.

Lifting my cock, she dipped her head and slid her wet tongue over my sac. I sucked air and closed my eyes. Playing light flicks over my sensitive skin, she barely touched me, and I knew the teasing was in some measure a punishment for leaving without waking each aspect that morning. Part of me had done it for selfish reasons—they’d want to have sex, and I’d slept in, so I didn’t have time, and I didn’t have it in me to refuse them. My Zmaj fed from my sexual energy, and so they were the opposite of selfish when it came to sex. They often didn’t care if they climaxed at all. It was a nice bonus, but not the point. Pushing me to the edge and keeping me there—that gave them immeasurable pleasure and more energy than ten meals.

“Saskia.” I moaned her name, a reverent caress that matched how I stroked her hair.

She ran her fingertips up and down my thighs, sending shivers to my belly, and she sucked my sac into her mouth. Warmth closed around my cock, and I opened my eyes to see Taja on her knees next to Saskia.

She winked at me as she drew my cock into her mouth, and then she let it go. “Welcome home, Niall. We don’t have time to tie you up right now, but you will not move.” I frequently disobeyed her orders because when I did, they only did things to me that were even more deliciously wicked. She ran her tongue along the ridge of my crown, and when she went to take me back into her mouth, I thrust, forcing my dick deeper than she’d anticipated.

Immediately, Saskia pulled my balls down, stretching them until I cried out. It hurt and it felt so fucking good. “You moved.”

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Author Bio: I’m Michele Zurlo, author of the Doms of the FBI series and many other stories. I write contemporary and paranormal, BDSM and mainstream—whatever it takes to give my characters the happy endings they deserve.

I’m not half as interesting as my characters. My childhood dreams tended to stretch no further than the next book in my to-be-read pile, and I aspired to be a librarian so I could read all day. I ended up teaching middle school, so that fulfilled part of my dream. Some words of wisdom from an inspiring lady had me tapping out stories on my first laptop, so in the evenings, romantic tales flow from my fingertips.

I’m pretty impulsive when it comes to big decisions, especially when it’s something I’ve never done before. Writing is just one in a long line of impulsive decisions that turned out to showcase my great instincts. Find out more at http://www.michelezurloauthor.com or @MZurloAuthor.