Cover Reveal, Exclusive Excerpt, and Giveaway – Acts of Passion by Sedonia Guillone



Sedonia Guillone reveals the breathtakingly amazing cover art of her upcoming book titled Acts Of Passion.

It releases on January 15, 2016.



When a man is found in his apartment, appearing to have committed hara kiri with a samurai sword, Boston Homicide Detective Jack Cade suspects more is going on than what it appears. The department’s criminal profiler has left and a new guy is taking his place. At first, Cade is skeptical of Dr. Michael Di Santo. Di Santo seems so absent-minded and too neurotic to be effective. But he is brilliant and hot and Cade finds himself falling hard and fast, both in lust and in love. The attraction is mutual, although Michael’s past demons haunt him, keeping him from getting too close. Together, they begin to unravel Michael’s emotional knots even as they close in on a killer, another brilliant, wily person whose sights are now set on Michael.



Cover Art by Louca Matheo

 Acts of Passion



Jack blinked. He was taking absolutely too long to find out who this man was. Then light dawned. Of course. “Dr. Di Santo?”

“Detective Cade?”

“That’s me. Hope I didn’t break your glasses.”

Di Santo touched them on each side as if to check. “No, they’re fine.”

Jack watched the man’s hands as he gingerly adjusted the frames. Nicely shaped fingers. Clean, trimmed nails. “Sorry I bumped you that way.”


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Award-winning, multi-published author of erotic romance, Sedonia Guillone spends her days writing deliciously naughty romances—when she’s not cuddling with the man she loves or watching kung fu and samurai films and eating chocolate.

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Blog Tour, Exclusive Excerpt, and Giveaway – Life is a Stevie Wonder Song by V.L. Locey




TITLE: Life is a Stevie Wonder Song

AUTHOR: V.L. Locey

PUBLISHER: Torquere Press

COVER ARTIST: Brandon Clay

LENGTH: 24,600 words

RELEASE DATE: December 30, 2015

BLURB: Authors know that their muse is a fickle creature. Best-selling spy novelist Stephen Ramsey has been in a hate-hate relationship with his inspiration for months. When Stephen’s publisher lays a legal ultimatum upon him, with a rapidly approaching deadline, he knows he must do something to kick-start his creativity or face the unemployment line. His daughter comes up with a possible answer: a summer camp for the creative soul. With nothing to lose, Stephen packs up his laptop, phonograph and beloved record albums and heads from Greenwich Village to the Catskill Mountains.

There, among a horde of college students attending for extra credits, is Declan Pomeroy, a photographer of fey creatures who is twenty-two years younger than Stephen. The woods are a magical place, and he quickly finds himself falling under the spell of the free-spirited photographer. Confusion wars with desire inside Stephen as he succumbs to the feelings welling up inside. But, sadly, summer camp always has to end. Can a man who has just found himself really leave the person that makes his heart sing?


I rounded a sharp bend in the road and saw Declan’s bungalow sitting in the shade of a hundred towering pines. On the small porch of the green-and-tan vacation home sat four young men.

I set my sights on the road. Someone called my name. I would know his singsong voice anywhere. I lifted a hand in greeting, my ugly ape feet glued to this fucking spot in the road. Declan bounded down the two stairs, racing toward me. My heart began to hammer behind my ribs. He ran across his freshly mowed lawn wearing a smile as big as the Catskills. I was not prepared for the leap he made at me. I caught him but just barely. He wrapped his arms and legs around me like some sort of invasive vine. His mouth smashed against mine. My knees grew rubbery as my prick roused in my shorts. I cupped his ass with both hands.

“I am so glad to see you,” he purred between kisses. Someone back on the porch shouted. My grip on his backside lessened and he slid to the ground with a pout. “Come meet the guys. We were just talking about you.”

“You kids don’t want an old dinosaur breaking up your good times.”

“Just stop.” Declan grabbed my wrist and tugged me along in his wake. For being so slender, he was a strong little tugboat. The boys on the porch greeted me warmly. They were incredibly similar in style, which, I guess, reflects on the age. Conformity to the current trends is everything when you’re young. Each young man wore cargo shorts, low-cut tank tops, Nikes, sunglasses, and ball caps turned backward. Aside from hair coloring all four, and that included Declan—although his ankle bracelet and pink bandana ascot showed a modicum of individuality—were cookie-cutter young males. I was greeted with “Yo” and “‘Sup” after Declan introduced me.


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Author PicV.L. Locey loves worn jeans, yoga, belly laughs, reading and writing lusty tales, Greek mythology, the New York Rangers, comic books, and coffee. (Not necessarily in that order.) She shares her life with her husband, her daughter, two dogs, two cats, a flock of assorted domestic fowl, and three Jersey steers.

When not writing spicy romances, she enjoys spending her day with her menagerie in the rolling hills of Pennsylvania with a cup of fresh java in hand. She can also be found online on Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest, and GoodReads.

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Blog Tour, Spotlight, Giveaway, and Excerpt – Dirty Talk by Joey Jameson


TITLE: Dirty Talk

AUTHOR NAME: Joey Jameson

GENRE: M/M erotic thriller

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2015NewAbout the Book

Vegas is a hot phone sex operator who knows just how to make your deepest, darkest fantasies come true either with a gentle whisper in your ear or with a rough growling command. When he’s in control, you know you’re in good hands. Vegas can tickle or scratch whatever itch or fetish a caller can throw at him.
But his job at the exclusive ‘Black Vanilla’ has its dark side, which becomes all too clear when Vegas receives a call one night that hits a little too close to home.

Somewhere out there, someone’s watching him. Someone who’s taken their fantasy one step too far. It isn’t long before Vegas finds himself entangled in a web of dark and dangerous obsession. An obsession that can only end one way.
“Dirty Talk” will take you deep into the world of stimulating oral desire and blur the lines that exist between our ultimate fantasies and harsh reality.



“You’ve landed with Vegas, what’s your pleasure?” Vegas cooed into his headset.

“Uh, h-hi,” said a shy quiet voice that sounded far away.

“How we doing tonight?” Vegas drawled.

“Good, uh, I’ve never… You know… I mean, I don’t normally do this sort of thing.”

“Hey no worries, you’ve come to the right place if you’re looking for a good time.”

“My name’s… James.”

“Well nice meeting you James. Like I said, I’m Vegas… And like the strip; I’m open all night and here for your pleasure!”

Inside Vegas was cringing at his own choice of come-on line. At how corny he had to be if he wanted anything to come of a call.

James chuckled to himself and made a sound like he was shifting positions.

“So, are you up for a good time, James?”

Use their name, they love that, Vegas could hear London’s immortal words in his ear as he sat back in his chair and propped his feet up on the desk. He had kicked off his flip-flops and from where he sat; he inwardly admired the tanned skin and golden hairs on his firm legs. While not overly vain, picking out his good qualities always helped him to sell the call.

“Uh, yeah, I guess.” James hesitated, the shyness coming through in his shaky words.

“Good, me too, so why don’t we start by you telling me what you’re into,” Vegas purred. He was imagining a shy Jake Gyllenhaal, quiet and demure, but with a killer body to make up for his social shortcomings.

James chuckled uncomfortably to himself again, obviously unsure as to how to approach this. A moment of silence passed and Vegas decided to take the lead.

“Can I tell you what I look like?”

“Yeah, please… I’d like that.”

“What kind of guys do you normally go for?”

“Umm, I dunno…”

“Well I’m pretty muscular, is that alright?” Vegas asked.

“Oh, yeah.”

Excellent, going with beefy.

“I love going to the gym and working out,” Vegas lied, putting on his best straight-boy voice. “I love working up a sweat and watching the tiny drops roll down my tight body.”

He could hear more shifting sounds coming from James. Vegas hoped it was him hardening in his pants at the thought of Vegas shirtless and sweaty.

“Yeah, I like the sound of that….”

“Sometimes when I’m at the gym, I get so turned on looking at the other hot guys all around me.”

“I bet you do… I bet you get lots of guys staring at you.”

“Mmm hmm. I love it when they stare. I always assume they’re thinking of getting naked with me… Would you like to get naked with me?”

“Oh, fuck yeah!” James exclaimed.

He was getting excited now, Vegas could tell by his tone of voice; his breathing was getting quicker, and his voice slightly strained.

“When I’m done working out, and I’m all hot and sweaty, I love taking off my shirt and letting everyone look at my big pecs and muscular biceps.”

“Are-are you hairy or smooth?” he stammered.

Always a tough question to answer.

Does he want me to be smooth or hairy?

“Oh, baby—I’m smooth all over.” Vegas took a stab in the dark and hoped it was what his caller was hoping for.

The grunt followed by what sounded like a zipper confirmed that Vegas had made the right assumption.

“All over?” he asked, his words now coming out in short bursts, as if he was straining to speak at all.

He’s jerking it already.

“Yup… allllll over, baby,” he purred again, accentuating his words for erotic effect. 

2015NewAbout the author

Joey Jameson lives in Brighton, UK where he spends his days as a self-proclaimed beach bum. He believes there is nothing better in life than being by the sea with a large glass of red in hand and the sun on your face. His work is best appreciated with a hard drink and the lights down low and will leave you wondering just what goes on in that twisted little mind of his. He is the author of “Candy from Strangers”, “Twisted” among other pieces of naughty fiction. Keep your eyes pealed for more titilating tales from him in the near future.


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