Month: November 2013

Covert Art and Votes!!!

Hi all,

I’ve got cover art for Murphy’s story. Also, Nash is also on the coming soon page at Evernight and is due for a January release date. I’ll try and keep you all updated. Happy Thanksgiving to everyone who celebrates it. I’m in the UK and we don’t celebrate it here.

Anyway, what do you think?

murphyTate Johnson is the daughter of the MC leader and has decided The Skulls has hurt her one to many times. Moving out of her home and cutting her ties from the only family she knows, she starts a life for herself, hoping to create new memories.

Murphy betrayed Tate but now he’s back and he’s determined to win the love she once felt for him. But, Tate’s not letting go without a fight. She’s stubborn and refuses to listen to him.

The Club is in lockdown when two local cops are killed. An attack is ordered on Tate but who is the person intent to take down The Skulls and control the town of Fort Wills. No one in safe as the club is compromised. Lives are lost, people are hurt and some will never be the same again. Everything comes down to Murphy when he has to make a choice.

He can save his club, or his woman. Who will he chose?

 

VOTES for Readers Choice awards.

I just want to let you all know that I’m nominated in several categories for the Evernight Readers’ Choice awards. If you liked any of my work in the following categories would you please go and vote on the link here: https://www.surveymonkey.com/s/EvernightAwardsFinalVote

  1. Best book of the year: Lash by Sam Crescent
  2. Favourite Evernight Author: 🙂
  3. Best Series: Cape Falls
  4. Hottest Bad Boy Hero: Lash from Lash by Sam Crescent
  5. Hottest Kiss: Owned by the Dom by Sam Crescent
  6. Best in BDSM Category: Owned by Him by Sam Crescent
  7. Best in May/ December Category: Blackmailed by the Beast by Sam Crescent
  8. Best in Paranormal Category: Against All Odds by Sam Crescent
  9. Best in Rubenesque Category: Holly’s Awakening by Sam Crescent
  10. Best in Seasonal/ Holiday Category: Seducing her Beast by Sam Crescent
  11. Best Evernight Classic: Blackmailed by the Beast by Sam Crescent

Semi-Finalist BDSM Semi-Finalist Best Book Semi-Finalist Best Series Semi-Finalist Classic Semi-Finalist Favorite Author Semi-Finalist Hottest Bad Boy Semi-Finalist Kiss Semi-Finalist MayDec Semi-Finalist Para Semi-Finalist Rubenesque Semi-Finalist Seasonal

New Release: Falling for the Enemy

Falling for the Enemy

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Falling in Love, 1

June Armstrong has hated Trey Hunt since high school. Yet, no matter how much she hated Trey, she also had the biggest crush on him. It was sick crushing on her enemy, but she got over it—or did she?

Years later, June is a success. She’s confident and loving life. However, Trey works across the street from her. He’s sexier, covered in ink, and he makes her melt more than before. To complicate her mixed emotions, he wants her badly and won’t take no for an answer.

Could falling for her enemy be that bad? Trey’s a temptation she can’t refuse. What’s wrong with giving in a little?

Be Warned: spanking, anal sex

 

Excerpt:

 

“What’s going on?” she asked, looking at the roses and then back at him.

 

“I wanted to apologize for my behavior this morning and was wondering if I could make it up to you.”

 

Several people entered the bakery, saw the roses and smiled. Heat filled her cheeks, and she felt it, hating the feeling instantly. It reminded her of high school. Staring at Trey all she saw was the hands pushing her books out of her grip and heard from his lips the names he called her. No, she wasn’t accepting any roses from him.

 

Going around the counter, she grabbed his arm. June ignored the electricity she felt from his touch alone.

 

“I need to talk to you,” she said, tugging him out the door. It was freezing for November, but she couldn’t feel anything past the initial pain.

 

Moving out of sight of the town, she took him down the alley way. “What’s your problem?” she asked, letting him go.

 

“There’s no problem. I’m giving you flowers to make up for my behavior earlier this morning.”

 

She shook her head. “I don’t need roses. I don’t need you to make anything up to me. Whatever game you’re playing, I don’t want any part of it.” The roses were beautiful. If they were given to her by a man who didn’t share the history that she and Trey shared, she’d have gladly taken them.

 

“I’m not playing any game.”

 

“All you do is play games. I’m not going to be the butt of your jokes, Trey. High school ended, and I’m back making a go of it in this town because my parents wanted me to. I didn’t want to come back here at all. Keep your roses, and keep your apology.”

 

She turned to leave, but Trey grabbed her arm, pulling her back.

 

Her back was to the wall. “I want you to have the roses.”

 

“I don’t want them.”

 

June fought the tears. Her mind assailed by all the memories and wishes she’d once had. There was a time when she would have jumped for joy at Trey giving her roses. No more, he forced those feelings out of her.

 

She refused to feel anything for him other than hate.

 

“I’m not that asshole who hurt you, June.”

 

“Prove it.” The words slipped out of her mouth before she could stop them. Looking up into Trey’s dark eyes she saw them dilate.

 

“Fine.”

 

In the next instant his lips were on hers, stopping all the fight she’d once had for him. The roses were dropped to the floor as his hands cupped her face. She felt him pull the band holding her ponytail in place. Her curls cascaded around her face, and his hands sank into the length.

 

Moaning, June ran her hands up his arms and circled his neck. She pressed her body against him, relishing the touch of his lips on hers. His body trapped her against the hard wall. One of his hands left her hair to grip under her knee. He lifted her knee over his thigh and ground himself against her core.

 

She felt the hot brand of his cock, pressing against her.

 

Gasping, she let her head fall back, not caring as it hit the wall. His lips moved to her neck, kissing a path down to her breasts.

 

Trey’s hand fisted in her hair, tightening the strands and making it hurt. She cried out, feeling an answering pulse between her thighs.

BUY LINKS: Evernight Publishing / Amazon (US) / Amazon (UK) / All Romance E-Books / Bookstrand

Cover Art + A Release Day

Hi all,

It has been a pretty hectic couple of weeks and with Christmas fast approaching I’m getting as much writing in as I can. I’ve just finished working on Nash and will be submitting it very soon. I’m also working on a spinoff as well with rougher bikers than The Skulls. I love being able to explore so many different and complex characters. Writing allows me to explore all kinds of personalities along with the research, which is awesome.

So, I got in touch with my publisher and Evernight has scheduled Murphy’s story for release on December 2nd. I hope that is okay for everyone.

But…..

Releasing November 20th, Falling for the Enemy. What do you think?

ffteJune Armstrong hates Trey Hunt. He made her high school years a nightmare. No matter how much she hated him, June also had the biggest crush on him. It was sick, crushing on her enemy but she got over it, or did she?

Years later June is a success. She’s confident and loving life there’s nothing that can hold her back. However, Trey works across the street from her. He’s sexier, covered in ink and he makes her melt more than before. What’s more, he wants her badly and won’t take no for an answer.

Could falling for her enemy be that bad? Trey’s a temptation she can’t refuse. What’s wrong with giving in a little?

Out Now On Amazon

Bound to be Taken is now up at Amazon.

sc-rwp-btbt-full[Siren Classic: Erotic Paranormal Romance, werewolves, public exhibition, HEA] Titania is one of the weakest members of the Rock Wood Pack, and that makes her a threat. She can’t even turn without the full moon. Cade’s feelings for Titania is verging on obsession. He wants her desperately and will do everything to keep her. But Titania doesn’t trust him. He’s above her, and she’d never survive an attack from one of their pack to claim her spot at his side. However, their relationship is the last of their problems. Women are going missing, and one of their pack is responsible for the disappearances, but who? It’s a race against time before Titania is taken. ** A Siren Erotic Romance

BUY LINKS: AMAZON (US) / AMAZON (UK)

Guest: Tamsin Baker

Hello everyone!

I am SUPER excited about this release for two reason. 1- because it was the first ever erotic romance I wrote and no. 2- because I got 5 rejections from some of my OWN publishers before it found a home with ESCAPE PUBLISHING.

I hope you enjoy the unconventional romance between Eleanor and Gareth. It pushed my boundaries to write and I hope it pushes yours too.

9780857990952Blurb:

A widow who likes to control. An earl with no time for innocence. A relationship bound by dark needs and subversive desires set in the glittering world of Regency England.

Lord Gareth Osborne is a wealthy earl in need of a wife, but the insipid debutantes he encounters do not fulfil the darkest fantasies of his soul. He fears that it will be impossible to find a woman who will satisfy his needs and make a suitable companion, until he meets the sensual, self-assured Eleanor.

Lady Eleanor Rossette is newly widowed, though not unhappily so. Her marriage put her into the hands of an abusive, controlling man, and Eleanor knows she will never surrender her control again. She yearns for a strong, passionate man who will yield to her in the bedroom, and she wants that man to be Lord Osborne…

Excerpt:

“Thank you for bringing me into the night air, my lord. Would you be so kind as to fetch me a glass of punch?” Eleanor smiled as prettily as possible and watched the Viscount’s face crumple. The punch was on the other side of the ballroom.

But good manners dictated that he retrieve it for her and being a widow, Eleanor was free to be alone.

“Of course, my lady.”

She watched the young lord scurry off and took a deep breath as she walked out towards the gardens. There was beauty to be found everywhere, even in London.

“You got rid of the whelp, I see.”

Eleanor smiled and wrapped her arms around herself. His voice sent shivers racing across her skin. She could only imagine what his lips might do.

“That is not kind, Gareth.”

She kept her eyes fixed ahead and used the rest of her senses to reach out to him. His swift intake of breath made her smile again.

“Why do you call me Gareth?”

She turned at this and felt her stomach leap. His black eyes were ablaze with passion for her. She had not been wrong about him.

“That is your name, is it not?” She dropped her arms to her sides and allowed her figure to be easily appraised. His eyes didn’t waver from hers. He stared into her eyes and that pleased her greatly.

“No one calls me Gareth, not even my parents.”

His confusion was clear, and triumph filled her. Shock was a new emotion to the man in front of her. Good.

“Gareth, you may call me Eleanor if it would make you feel more comfortable.”

She smiled again, unable to stop herself. Fun was a new aspect in her life and she intended to keep it.

“Eleanor, come home with me.”

The look of shock on Gareth’s face made her wonder if he had even registered the words in his brain before they spilled from his lips.He then clenched his jaw and raised his head a fraction. He may not have meant to speak aloud, but it was clear to Eleanor that he had meant what he had said.

She couldn’t go home with him. Not yet. Her future happiness with this man depended on him wanting to keep her for more than one night.

“Ask me again next time we meet,” she whispered, putting all of her longing into her eyes, allowing him to see how much she wanted him.

He growled in response and took a step towards her.

Her stomach dropped in anticipation of his action. Would he kiss her right here on the balcony?

As though she had planned it to stop his advance, the Viscount stepped out onto the balcony with her drink.

“My lady.” He half bowed as he rushed the glass to her fingertips.

Eleanor smiled in thanks and drank the cold liquid in one gulp. Her throat was sore and dry – when had that happened?

“My lord.” The viscount bowed in greeting to Gareth and stepped closer to her side.

Eleanor smothered her smile and looked up again at her chosen mate.

Gareth inclined his head and she curtsied low. “I hope you are feeling better soon, Lady Rossette.”

She watched him walk away and found herself wishing that their courtship was already over. She had to tread so carefully, build their relationship up to how it should be. Yet she wanted nothing except a life with that man. She was so impatient she could scream.

Releases November 1st 2013

Buy Links:

Amazon.com: http://www.amazon.com/Impossible-Desires-novella-ebook/dp/B00FB3MWPM/ref=sr_1_15?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1383012022&sr=1-15&keywords=tamsin+baker

All Romance E-books: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-impossibledesiresnovella-1311724-340.html

New Release: Owned by Him

Owned by Him (Friends, Men, and Secrets)

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Friends, Men, and Secrets, 2

Amber has been keeping the truth about her relationship with Heather’s brother, Elijah, for seven years. They’re not dating but he’s her Dom and she’s been in love with him for what feels like a lifetime. He’s not the staying kind and she needs to move on.

After Elijah witnesses his woman on a date, he knows he’s got to do everything in his power to win her back. He sets out a seduction of the mind and the senses with sex out of the equation.

With no sex, Elijah must claim Amber the good old-fashioned way. Once their relationship comes out in the open can Elijah and Amber go forward together? Their past is filled with heartache but he’s her Master. Can Amber still submit to the man who owns every part of her?

Nothing is certain between friends, the men they fall for, or the secrets they all keep.

Be Warned: BDSM, spanking, anal sex, sex toys

Excerpt:

Arms wrapped around her stomach, and she knew it was Elijah instantly. His scent surrounded her, filling her with warmth. She wanted to push him away. Her defenses were lowered, and all she wanted to do was drown in everything that was him.

“No one can see us,” he said.

“I don’t care.”

Amber would care in the morning.

His fingers stroked the curve of her stomach. Moaning, she wrapped her arms behind his neck, dancing. Her eyes were still closed. The moment she opened them, she’d lose her little bubble of happiness.

“You can’t fight me forever,” he said.

“I’m not trying to fight you at all, Elijah.”

He turned her in his arms. “Look at me.”

Opening her eyes she stared into his deep brown ones. The bubble didn’t burst. He inserted a leg between her thighs, rubbing her against him. She gasped, gripping his thick arms as he made her legs turn to jelly.

Elijah took one of her hands and pressed it against the front of his jeans.

“Feel what you do to me, woman. I want you so fucking bad. You’re sexy, and I want you.”

He lowered his head, catching her lips between his.

She tilted her head back, giving him much better access to her mouth. They were entwined together. His leg was between her thighs with one hand holding her against him and the other caressing her nipple with his thumb.

The music faded; the past faded away. She held onto him, and Amber had never felt more stable than she did in those few moments they were sharing.

When he leaned back to look at her she was lost in his intense gaze. Her body pulsed for him.

“I’ll call a cab. Say goodbye to your friends and meet me outside.”

He left her then.

She stared at his retreating back. Part of her wanted to stay on the floor, pick up a man, and have meaningless sex. She listened to the part of her she’d come to know in the last seven years.

Amber left the dance floor. She found Connie giving her a message that she had to leave early. In no time at all she was stood beside Elijah. A cab pulled up, and they were inside it.

No words were necessary. They couldn’t speak with the driver present. She rubbed her hands between her thighs trying to cause some friction.

Her pussy was red hot and begging to be fucked. Six months wasn’t a really long time, but right now it felt like a lifetime since he’d been with her.

When they were outside of her apartment, Elijah took the keys from her shaking fingers and opened the door.

She entered first, turning to watch him as he closed the door then proceeded to lock the door. His actions were slow, not hurried, and his gaze was on her at all times. The rest of the world was locked away. They were the only two people who existed.

“Take your shirt off,” he said.

BUY LINKS: Evernight Publishing / Amazon (US) / Amazon (UK) / All romance E-Books / Bookstrand