Thursday, 11 February 2016

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Soul Mate #2
Morgan K. Wyatt
Released on December 25, 2015

Where is her fairy godmother when she needs her?

A missing in action boyfriend isn’t cutting it for Ellie. Still, she tries to make the best of things.

A well-paying job that includes plenty of eye candy in the form of muscular construction workers should be enough. Add to that a devoted male with gorgeous hair. Too bad, he’s her cat. The love and stability she craves always seems to be out of reach. What she needs is a fairy godmother, but what she has is a green lily talisman that her grandmother insists is magical.

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Morgan K Wyatt, raised on a steady diet of superheroes, believed she could fly at a very young age. After using trees, barn lofts, sliding boards, and even a second story window as launch pads, she found her flying skills were limited to fast and downward.

By the age of nine, her dreams to be a superhero needed some modifications, which caused her to turn to writing and horseback riding as alternatives to flying.

At the age of twenty, she had another chance at superhero greatness as being one of the few female soldiers trained for combat. The fact that women will be able to serve in combat soon indicates that all the witnesses to the grenade incident have retired. The grenade incident didn't prevent her two sons or daughter-in-law from enlisting in the service. Having different last names probably helped.

Morgan recently retired from teaching special needs students to write full-time, instead of in the wee hours of the night. With the help of her helpful husband and loyal hound, she creates characters who often grab plot lines and run with them. As for flying, she prefers the airlines now.

Sunday, 7 February 2016

'A Valentine's Blind' Scarlett Flame #BDSM

 A Valentine's Bind

Here is my latest offering ready for a hot Valentine's read

The Blurb

When University student Nicky Johnson decides to make an impromptu visit to a BDSM club with friends she get more than she bargained for. 
The alcohol fuelled evening finds her asleep on her sofa the next day, suffering from memory loss. 
But who brought her home? 
Dominant Dariel Pearson shows her that spanking and submission can be empowering. 
Will this be a life changing experience for Nicky? 
This New Adult contemporary romance is a steamy,sexy tale of love, dominance and submission.

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Chapter 1. 


     I woke up slowly. Opening first one eye then the other tentatively. My head banging and my mouth felt like the bottom of a parrot cage. The need for food immediate and overpowering. The mantra in my head repeating over and over.
 I am never drinking red wine again. I am never drinking red wine again.
     Then, I spotted the open packets and containers of food spread across the coffee table in the living room. No wonder my neck hurt so much. Falling asleep on the sofa with my head at an unnatural angle will do that to a person.
    With a selection of leftovers heated up I munched aimlessly. Trying to remember how I got home the previous evening. And, the twenty dollar question was “Who with?” I could hear someone coming through my front door with a key. But, I lived alone, and no one else had keys to my flat. Not even my family. 
I turned to look as the handle started to twisted, panicking as the door pushed open and in stepped a stunning man with dark brown hair. He was wearing, what looked to me like a Saville Row suit. His steely blue gaze connecting with my own slightly bloodshot pale blue eyes.
     Oh. Finally awake are we?” he remarked in a clipped accent as he walked in shutting the door carefully behind him.
     I attempted to swallow the mouthful of curry I was in the middle of chewing and began to cough violently. It had gone down the wrong hole and I was turning an unattractive blue hue.
     Reacting quickly he shot over and banged me on the back sharply three times dislodging the errant bit of curry. Which promptly shot out of my mouth, landing on the rug. Oh. My God. How embarrassing I didn't have a clue who he was and this is how he gets his first glimpse of me. Eating warmed up curry. Looking like I had been dragged backwards through a hedge. Except, apparently this wasn't our first meeting at all. He had a key to my flat and seemed to know his way around. 
     What on earth went on last night?
    Grabbing some tissues I cleaned up the mess on the rug and guiltily started to tidy up the living area. He grabbed my arm firmly, turned me to face him and commanded.
     “Stop that right now. We need to talk. Sit down there.” 
     He pointed to the sofa and I felt an overwhelming compulsion to follow his orders.
     “Right. Tell me what you remember from last night. The truth mind you. I won't be lied to.”
     I opened my mouth, then closed it again. This happened a few times as I had no idea what did happen, how he came to have a key or even how I got home.
     “Enough of that now. You look like a demented goldfish, opening and closing your mouth like that. So. I assume from your body language and failure to respond that you haven't a clue who I am. No idea what I am doing here or even aware of the fact I had to escort you home.”
     I nodded and shrugged. Not trusting myself to talk without making the situation worse. So. The “who” I came home with was revealed.
     “Well then. Perhaps introductions are in order. For starters I know a little about you already. Your name is Nicola Johnson, or Nicky to your friends. You are a student at Salford University studying sociology, who works in a bar in town part-time. Your parents live in Spain having retired recently. Are you sure you can't remember anything about yesterday evening?” He quizzed. A stern look on his face.
    I stared at him and tried my absolute best to remember something, anything. He did look familiar but I couldn't even remember his name, where we had met or what had led to us coming home together. He wasn't even my type, which was the big shocker. He looked way to sophisticated for a piss poor student like me to snaffle.
     “Well...I remember your face. But, other than that it is hazy. I must have drunk way too much red wine last night to blank out the entire evening like this.” I replied.

     “Oh, petal I think the shots might have something to do with the memory loss. That, and the spliff I found you sharing with the guys that wanted to take you home with them. For a threesome as I remember rightly.”




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Author Bio:

Although born in Salford I was raised in the Manchester area and still consider myself a Lancashire lass. I have always loved to read and write although I only recently began to write seriously. My first blog post was published in February 2013 and since then I have gone from strength to strength. This has resulted in my being voted as Blogger of the Year 2014 on the site Skelat. My debut book Bound for Passion was published in late December 2013 and already has numerous 5* reviews, which I am truly proud of I also have a WIP that is due for completion in Jan/Feb 2016. This is an erotic paranormal romance set on a Steampunk world. The working title of which is The Prophecy Unfolds (Dragon Queen) I have authored: 5 books. An excerpt in Tease to Please and a short story in The Look 4 Books Medley of Short Stories, Bound for Passion, A Valentine's Bind and The Prophecy Unfolds ( Dragon Queen