HOT NEW RELEASE: The Beginning by Angelica Dawson #BlueMoonHouse #BDSM #vampire #paranormal #cinderella #erotica #dark

So while I’m shining the spotlight on sultry and sweet local authors who will be wooing Calgarians at yyc’s first romance novel fest on June 24, I absolutely need to tell you about another superstar’s new release — Angelica Dawson’s The Beginning, the eighth book in the beyond-sultry Blue Moon House series — which goes live TODAY! Angelica is an Edmonton, Alberta-based, USA Today bestselling author–please join me in congratulating her on her launch day!

WHAT’S THIS BOOK ABOUT?

Sophia is on the run. A newly reborn vampire, she finds herself alone after an attack on her home. Running across Europe, she seeks a place to hide, and eventually, a place to fit in. She happens upon three adult sisters, orphaned and down on luck. If she can help them succeed, she might find her own success as well.

What would you do to find a family after yours was burned to ash?

How much pain could you stand to help a friend?

Where does a vampire really fit, anyway?

TALK TO ME IN GENRE HASHTAGS!

#BlueMoonHouse #BDSM #vampire #paranormal #cinderella #erotica #dark

WHY ARE YOU PIMPING THIS BOOK?

Because Angelica is awesome and bendy. Seriously. We met at When Words Collide 2017, and she ALMOST beat me in a game of drunk Twister. That’s how you bond for life, kittens.

Also, she’s a deliciously filthy author, and you know I like my writers bold and dirty, right?

But, don’t take my word for it. Angelica has generously provided me and you with a HOT exceprt from The Beginning. Ready?

 

EXCERPT — HOT

(this means dirty. Mom, I know you love to read my blog, and I know you’ve had sex before, but this is a filthy hot menage scene, and remember how Tell Me traumatized you? Don’t read it. The rest of you… get comfy. Really, really comfy…)

Arriving at Stephan’s tiny home, Sophia was relieved to find he, at least, was what she had taken him for, a young man starting off on his own. He released her arm to take her hand and pull her inside. She pretended to stumble and fall into him. He quickly put an arm around her shoulders and kissed her.

His hands didn’t move, but Luke’s did, sliding over her skirt and slowly hiking it up. His rough fingertips seemed to burn as they slid up her leg. He pressed into her from behind, pinning her between himself and Stephan.

Stephan broke the kiss just long enough to say. “You will stop us—”

“Don’t stop,” Sophia gasped, pulling Stephan’s face to her bosom. Luke worked her skirt up and his trousers down. She felt him hard between her buttocks and she rocked into him.

“Beautiful,” he murmured, “and so wet.”

She kissed the top of Stephan’s head and then his ear, nipping it with her sharp teeth to open a small gash that she sucked until it closed. Before it did, the men had manipulated her and her clothing to their advantage, the loose laces of her dress opening for her breasts in front. Stephan held one, his thumb brushing her nipple, while he suckled the other.

Luke wasted no time penetrating her and his thrusts made her breasts bob in Stephan’s hand and face. Her breasts were aflame at the light brushing of his fingertips and lips and she started to squeeze Luke inside her.

Stephan moved his hands lower, taking up her dress where it was bunched and pulling it off entirely. Luke reluctantly let go long enough to remove the garment. Sophia dropped to her feet and then knees, taking Luke in her hand and grabbing for Stephan as soon as he freed himself. She sucked one cock while stroking the other, switching often and reveling in the sounds each man made.

Her own need grew as each man approached his own climax. Luke pulled her up, wrapped her legs around his waist and thrust into her roughly. Her head fell back in ecstasy as he filled her. Stephan’s arm wrapped around under her arms and over her breasts. Her head came to rest on his shoulder as Luke drove his cock in and out of her at a fever pitch. He wouldn’t last long, despite how desperately she wanted him to continue all night.

Stephan kissed and licked along her neck and she closed her eyes, turning her head to put her nose into his hair, under his ear. His cock left a hot sticky trail along her lower back and she knew in a few moments it would be his turn to fill her.

WANNA BUY THE BOOK?

You can get it everywhere:

Amazon  // iBooks // Nook //  Kobo // More Options

+ add to your TBR list/leave a review on GoodReads

Happy release day, Angelica!

luv,

mjanecolette

PS I am, of course, in Reno, in Day 2 of Cherry Adair’s Master Class today. Tonight, I’m going to this:

and I’m going to meet all of these fascinating people:

…and I’ll tell you all about them when I get back.

PS 2… Want presents? Secrets? Love letters?

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About mjanecolette

Writer. Reader. Angster. Reformed Bohemian (not). Author of the erotic romance Tell Me, the erotic tragedy (with a happy ending) Consequences (of defensive adultery), and the rom-com (she's versatile) Cherry Pie Cure, as well as the non-fiction collection of essays Rough Draft Confessions: not a guide to writing and selling erotica and romance but full of inside inside anyway. Coming in 2018: Text Me, Cupid, a steamy romance in four episodes. Current WiPs: Queer Christmas in Cowtown, Jewel of the Not-So-Spectacular Boobs, All In the Cards, and Un-Valentine. Yes, working on four projects simultaneously is a spectacularly bad idea.

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  1. Thank you so much for hosting me! You are fabulous to work with. 🙂

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