About Lora Ann

Lora is a Missouri native who relocated to California as a teen. She spent several years as an international flight attendant for a major airline, before taking on her greatest job ever, a stay-at-home mom. Now she resides in Kentucky with her family, and has taken on her newest adventure, writing.

Blog Tour for Fire (Beautiful Ashes Series, Book 2) by Lora Ann

Blog Tour: Fire by Lora Annbanner2

Title: Fire

Series: Beautiful Ashes, Book 2

Author: Lora Ann

Genre: Dark Romance, Erotic Thriller

lora e cover

Blurb

The highly anticipated continuation of Keeley and Tar’s journey has arrived and battle lines have been drawn.

Keeley’s world goes pitch black when she’s caught in one too many lies that destroy the only man who ever loved her.  Taunted by the demons of addiction and pain, she fights to become the woman Tar deserves.

Every fiber of Tar’s being wants to rip things to shreds. Driven by rage and anger, he’s damn sure there’s nothing he can change to fix it.  And it doesn’t alter the facts…Keeley has done the one thing he isn’t sure he can ever forgive.

Tar and Keeley need love and light, but when a ruthless cartel takes Tar’s brother, he and Keeley must come together in the ultimate battle against the darkness … but it has other plans.

*Please note: You must read Dark (Beautiful Ashes Series, Book 1) first.

 

*WARNING*

This is a dark, erotic, romantic thriller that contains elements which may be disturbing and offensive. If you are bothered or triggered by violence, torture, and abuse, please read with extreme caution. For a mature audience only!

teasrer-2-lora-out-v2

Excerpt 18+

Keeley reached forward to smooth out that deep V between his eyes and heard his deep intake of breath. So much to say but she wasn’t sure how long her voice would cooperate, or if he’d be able to hear her raspy whisper. Frustration filled her, spilling down her cheeks, which brought more worry to his brutally handsome face. “I’m sorry. So, so sorry for hurting you.” She wiped the flowing tears away and continued, “Sorry for lying to you. I sh-should…”

“No. No. No should’ve. It’s not all your fault, Keeley. I owe you an apology, too.” She leaned within kissing distance and he sweetly pulled out of range. Next, he hit his knees before her but never broke eye contact. “I failed you. I let you down. I broke a promise. A man is nothing without his word. I violated that in the most dishonorable of ways.” More tears streamed down her beautiful face as she shook her head. “Yes, I did. You know it’s true.” His hand was now above her left breast against her heart. He felt it beating harder. “You feel it,” not a little awe in his voice laced with hope. “Let me make it up to you. Show you how sorry I am. Prove to you that your love is enough. That we can work through this and be stronger.” Her breathing hitched but she was still shaking her head. “Your darkness doesn’t scare me, Tigress. Please, can I have another chance to prove that to you?” He waited on baited breath. This was it. That question determined it all.

Their future.

Their love.

She held his heart in the palm of her tiny hand.

God, the man was breathtaking. She did not deserve him. The kind thing to do would be to set him free. But her heart, her soul refused. “I’ve made mistakes. Some…unforgivable.” Her head dropped while she stared at the floor.

Firm fingers lifted her chin. “Look at me, Keeley Ann Kincaid.”

She didn’t want to. Had no desire to see his disappointment or chastisement. Again, she focused in another direction.

He sighed heavily. “You’re killing me here, Viper. Please look at me,” he begged.

That got her attention and brought her tear filled gaze to his. What she saw stole her breath. Unadulterated love danced in his gorgeous emerald eyes. Brighter from the unshed tears he held at bay. She couldn’t help but study how they clung to his thick raven lashes. For her. He was pleading for her forgiveness, for her love. For a second chance. “All that is shattered can be mended,” she barely whispered and locked her little fingers around his large ones on her chin, shifting them away.

teasrer-1-lora-out

For a limited time, only 99₵!

Amazon Links:

US http://amzn.to/2chia0D
UK http://amzn.to/2cbjcYR
AU http://amzn.to/2cIZNwL
CA http://amzn.to/2cAH4Yl

Free on Kindle Unlimited

teasrer-4-lora-out

Playlist

http://spoti.fi/2ci951v

Other book in Beautiful Ashes Series:

Dark Beautiful Ashes Series Cover

Dark (Beautiful Ashes Series, Book 1)

Amazon Links:

US http://amzn.to/1LXMlVB
UK http://amzn.to/1UrGdHW
AU http://bit.ly/1okfAX6
CA http://amzn.to/1ROmmSM

Free on Kindle Unlimited

Connected Series:

SBS KU Teaser

All books Free on Kindle Unlimited.

Branded (Strand Brothers Series, Book 1)
US http://amzn.to/1R0vRut
UK http://amzn.to/1NgpSRE

Bound (Strand Brothers Series, Book 2)

US http://amzn.to/20dPnaE
UK http://amzn.to/1MITq95

Broken (Strand Brothers Series, Book 3)
US http://amzn.to/1RUQG8X
UK http://amzn.to/1TbmRCt

Bliss (Strand Brothers Series, Book 4, Epilogue Novella)
US http://amzn.to/1MjRSWI
UK http://amzn.to/1PSyr7I

Box Set On Sale Now for only $2.99!

The Strand Brothers Complete Set
US http://amzn.to/1pvv0sN
UK http://amzn.to/1kXJeRm

copy-of-lora-ann

Lora is a Missouri native who relocated to California as a teen. She spent several years as an international flight attendant for a major airline before taking on her greatest job ever, a stay-at-home mom. Now she resides in Kentucky with her family and has taken on her newest adventure, writing.

 

Stalking Links:

www.loraann.com

Facebook

www.facebook.com/lora.ann.books

 

Twitter: @Loraann_

Google +

https://plus.google.com/u/0/+LoraAnn

 

Pinterest

https://www.pinterest.com/loraannbooks/

 

Lora Ann’s Lounge (Fan Group)

http://on.fb.me/1Od9lPH

Fire by Lora Ann – Cover Reveal

banner3Cover Reveal

fade city and eyes

Title: Fire

Series: Beautiful Ashes, Book 2

Author: Lora Ann

Genre: Dark Romance, Erotic Thriller

teasrer 1 lora

Blurb

The highly anticipated continuation of Keeley and Tar’s journey has arrived and battle lines have been drawn.

Keeley’s world goes pitch black when she’s caught in one too many lies that destroy the only man who ever loved her.  Taunted by the demons of addiction and pain, she fights to become the woman Tar deserves.

Every fiber of Tar’s being wants to rip things to shreds. Driven by rage and anger, he’s damn sure there’s nothing he can change to fix it.  And it doesn’t alter the facts…Keeley has done the one thing he isn’t sure he can ever forgive.

Tar and Keeley need love and light, but when a ruthless cartel takes Tar’s brother, he and Keeley must come together in the ultimate battle against the darkness … but it has other plans.

*Please note: You must read Dark (Beautiful Ashes Series, Book 1) first.

*WARNING*

This is a dark, erotic, romantic thriller that contains elements which may be disturbing and offensive. If you are bothered or triggered by violence, torture, and abuse, please read with extreme caution. For a mature audience only!

lora e cover

Add to your TBR

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/31842146-fire

Other Book in the Beautiful Ashes Series

Dark Beautiful Ashes Series Cover with badge

Dark

Beautiful Ashes Series, Book 1

Amazon Link US

Amazon Link UK

CreateSpace

cropped-Author-banner-for-wp.jpg

Lora is a Missouri native who relocated to California as a teen. She spent several years as an international flight attendant for a major airline before taking on her greatest job ever, a stay-at-home mom. Now she resides in Kentucky with her family and has taken on her newest adventure, writing.

Stalking Links

loraann.com

Facebook

Twitter

Fan Group

Hidden: A Society Book 4 by Author Mason Sabre

Hidden: A Society Book 4

13293301_10154115684725242_1759784714_n

 

Synopsis

In a world divided between Humans and Others—a breed of shifters—certain rules are set that cannot be broken. Yet, between these two worlds are the strays, outcasts who no longer have a place in the world of Others. Cathy and Jeff, a couple long cast aside, run a free clinic for those Society has rejected. They seek to do what is right and help those who find themselves out in the cold, alone and forsaken, as they once were.

What happens, however, when the shifter who saved their lives calls to collect the debt he is owed? A pregnant shifter is coming their way and not only must they help deliver the baby, but they need to commit the most heinous crime that could be perpetrated against two young parents. Cathy and Jeff must steal their newborn baby.

The choice is theirs, but the wrong decision could mean the life they have fought years to build for themselves being snatched away by the very one who helped give it to them in the first place. Powerful in the world of shifters, he is a force to be reckoned with.

Do they choose to save their own lives, or do they sacrifice themselves for the life of an illegitimate child?

13278000_10154115685385242_1865895511_n

 

Hidden: A Society Novella 4
Amazon US http://tinyurl.com/hiddenUSA
Amazon UK http://tinyurl.com/hiddenUK

13250479_10154115685160242_137258857_n

13282231_10154115686035242_130128422_n

13288825_10154115685590242_714177315_n

Other Books in Series

11733257_10153414906080242_768266441_n

 

The Rise of the Phoenix – A Society Novella 1
Amazon US http://tinyurl.com/risephoenixus
Amazon UK http://tinyurl.com/phoenixuk

13329929_10208590929883519_515901295_n

Cade – A Society Novel 2
Amazon US http://tinyurl.com/cade-USA
Amazon UK http://tinyurl.com/uk-Cade

13318901_10208590988484984_1077783071_n

Dark Veil – A Society Novel 3
Amazon US http://tinyurl.com/DarkVeilUSA
Amazon UK http://tinyurl.com/DarkVeilUK

13335492_10208590997605212_2106151456_n

Stalking Links

Amazon Author Page:
http://tinyurl.com/masonsabre

Twitter
Website
Goodreads

Blog Tour for Dark (Beautiful Ashes Series, Book 1) by Author Lora Ann

Presenting

Dark

Beautiful Ashes Series

Book 1

By Author Lora Ann

Genre: Erotic Thriller, Dark Romance

Dark Beautiful Ashes Series Cover

Synopsis

Desperate people commit desperate acts.

All-consuming desperation led her to deceive herself, her sister, and the man she loves.

Keeley Kincaid is in over her head—trading one addiction for another. She’s convinced she can handle it and hold everything together.

But deception has a mind of its own.

Enter the world where lines blur. Nothing is as it seems. Good and evil come together in a macabre display. And at the heart of it all beats the drum of deceiving those loved most. Can love and light ever penetrate such darkness?

 

Craved Life

 

Excerpt

Darkness consumed the young woman. The dream was evident with every violent thrash she gave, yet something told her there was so much more. Cold sweat drenched her body as a monster from the past rose up to claim her, again. She should have fought. Should’ve demanded he stop. Problem was, she not only relished what his sadistic torture brought to life inside her, but savored it. Craved it. Wanted more and more until the demon fully possessed her. She invited him in as an adored lover welcomed her mate. His violence was familiar, comforting. She was as acquainted with his wrath as her own skin. Yes, Keeley was his and he knew it, demanding she bleed out for him—only him. With an enraged kick across the bed, she knocked over the bedside table, slicing her foot on a lamp that broke. The smell of blood wafted through the air, increasing her desire. She needed him to fuck her. To bathe in her life source until she ran dry.

The devil sneered as he took a bite of her innermost parts, draining her of every ounce of essence she could provide. And she only wanted to give him more as he took with a vengeance, malevolence raging to have her. From the grave he wrapped his decaying fingers around her throat and squeezed. “Give it to me, Keeley,” his seductive voice commanded.

Something in that awakened another side of her. A spark of light, she long considered forever extinguished, incessantly attempted to shine. The flame required her oxygen, her fuel to burn. Burn with a brilliance. Burn with a purpose. The demon roared and writhed beneath the ever-present love that wouldn’t let him take what was so clearly his. She wanted him, unmistakably claimed his wickedness as her own. He could give her what that damnable light never could. She was addicted to pain as if it’d become her new brand of heroin. He raged in fury at the flickering, tiny spark that refused to go out and let him have his prize. It was so weak, so pathetic, if he could convince her to put it out, once and for all, they could reign together. He’d have his queen to do with as he pleased—when he pleased. Never permitting death. An eternity of torture and pain he knew she yearned for in the deep recesses of her soul. Yes, her soul was what he fought for.

And he would have it!

All of a sudden, when he violently slammed his cock inside her forbidden hole he felt a pain like no other, screaming, the demon withdrew and examined his prized possession. Worry knitted his brow as he saw the decay climbing along his proud manhood. His hand shook as his body shuddered. What was happening? He searched rapidly to find the source of this new development. That was when he saw it, rising from the ashes. The damnable flair coming to life, still struggling to hold on, but fight it was doing. Immeasurable love blinding him as he shielded his eyes. He had to take care of that before it gained any more strength. In an instant, his quest shifted. Destroy that light, that fucking love, and she was his forevermore. He backed into the shadows he was so accustomed to, studying his newest foe. But his queen had more than one holding that light alive.

He hissed, “Lacey and those damn Strand brothers,” before realizing that, while Keeley’s sister and her new family posed a threat, she wasn’t his biggest adversary. No. The one called Tar was going to valiantly fight for her.

His maniacal laugh caused the troubled Keeley to rise, terror in her eyes as they darted around the room. She couldn’t see him, of course. He stepped closer and ran his hand through her hair and whispered, “Your knight will not save you. Love isn’t what you desire. Only I can give you what you need. Mark my words, beauty, he shall die. And you will be the one to destroy him.”

Keeley screamed and screamed and screamed until her vocal chords refused to function. Her eyes blinked rapidly, for she knew—she knew—her monster spoke the truth. If she permitted Tar into her heart, she would be his executioner. No more thought entered her mind as she moved like a robot. This was rote to her. Bag in hand, she snuck out like a thief acknowledging she could never return, yet if it kept Tar alive and safe, she’d gladly pay the price of loneliness. A light like his should never come in contact with the obsidian that was her.

Darkness smiled as he laced his fingers with hers and tugged her into a world she would never escape. He had won, after all.

 

Dirtier tease

Amazon Links:

US http://amzn.to/1LXMlVB
UK http://amzn.to/1UrGdHW
AU http://bit.ly/1okfAX6
CA http://amzn.to/1ROmmSM

Punish with pleasure

Playlist

Bird On The Wire – Katey Sagal

Waiting For Superman – Dautry

Enter Sandman – Metallica

Blackbird – Sarah McLachlan

Hero – Enrique Iglesias

Heaven Knows – The Pretty Reckless

Supermassive Black Hole – Muse

Welcome To The Jungle – Guns N’ Roses

Promiscuous – Nelly Furtado

Freak Like Me – Halestorm

I Get Off- Halestorm

Bring Me To Life – Evanescance

Monster- Eminem ft. Rihanna

I’m So Lonesome I Could Cry – Amy Lee

http://spoti.fi/1LEEmwo

SBS KU Teaser

Connected Books

Branded
US http://amzn.to/1R0vRut
UK http://amzn.to/1NgpSRE
AU http://bit.ly/1IeP6j0
CA http://amzn.to/1SnWhWC

Bound
US http://amzn.to/20dPnaE
UK http://amzn.to/1MITq95
AU http://bit.ly/1Q2UkQf
CA http://amzn.to/1Nd60ui

Broken
US http://amzn.to/1RUQG8X
UK http://amzn.to/1TbmRCt
AU http://bit.ly/1kXJVKh
CA http://amzn.to/1IePQVi

Bliss
US http://amzn.to/1MjRSWI
UK http://amzn.to/1PSyr7I
AU http://bit.ly/1Nd4J6y
CA http://amzn.to/1Q2Vawd

Bio Page Pic

About Author Lora Ann

Lora is a Missouri native who relocated to California as a teen. She spent several years as an international flight attendant for a major airline before taking on her greatest job ever, a stay-at-home mom. Now she resides in Kentucky with her family, and has taken on her newest adventure, writing.

 

cropped-Author-banner-for-wp.jpg

Website
http://www.loraann.com

Facebook Author Page
https://www.facebook.com/lora.ann.books

Google +
https://plus.google.com/u/0/+LoraAnn

Pinterest
https://www.pinterest.com/loraannbooks/

Goodreads author
https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/419700.Lora_Ann

Twitter
https://twitter.com/Loraann_

Tsū
https://www.tsu.co/LoraAnn

Fan Group
Lora Ann’s Lounge
http://on.fb.me/1Od9lPH

Branded is FREE for a limited time only

FREE Branded danced

 

 

 

 

 

Everything about the man screamed danger, so, of course, I was drawn to him like a moth to a flame. Confidence radiated off of him in waves. I was immediately reminded of how you could tell a man made love by the way he danced. Although I was not delusional, this man would not make love. No. He would fuck. The thought made me wet. All of a sudden, I became aware of several things at once: He inexorably danced me into the shadows while Michael Bublé sang, “I’ve Got You Under My Skin.” The actual performer was there live, and, honestly, I couldn’t imagine a better song for how I felt at that moment. The next thing I knew, he had pulled me through a door I never noticed before.
I looked up at him and inquired, “Where are you taking me?”
His lips curved up slightly as he replied, “Somewhere quiet.”
Oh, my word. I had let a complete stranger drag me away from everyone and everything. And damn, if the idea didn’t excite me more. You would think I’d be a bit more concerned about my safety. For all I knew, this guy was an axe murderer. Yet, for some reason, I completely trusted him. I knew he would never hurt me physically. Although I was quite sure, the man had left more than one broken heart in his wake.
We slipped into a small library/office. The room was dimly lit; thus, I reached over to turn on a lamp sitting on a side table.
“Don’t,” he murmured.
I really wanted to know how his voice truly sounded. So far, the few words he had spoken were all whispered; therefore, I couldn’t hear it clearly. I did catch a slight rasp with a hint of some kind of accent but nothing discernable. Gah! The man became more frustrating by the moment. I heard the door lock, and then he was in front of me. He caressed up and down my sides, nibbling along my neck. I leaned to the side to give him better access, all the while I made little mewling noises.
He suckled the tender spot just below my earlobe. “Tell me to stop if I’ve misread the attraction between us,” he demanded.
No way in hell I was doing that. The electricity was arcing between our bodies with a mind of its own. Instead, I begged for more. “Please.”

Amazon Links:
US http://amzn.to/1R0vRut
UK http://amzn.to/1NgpSRE
AU http://bit.ly/1IeP6j0
CA http://amzn.to/1SnWhWC

Join my fan group:
Lora Ann’s Lounge
http://on.fb.me/1Od9lPH

Blog Tour Desecrating Solomon II Inspired By True Events by bestselling author Lucian Bane

Presenting

Desecrating Solomon II

Inspired By True Events

By Bestselling Author Lucian Bane

12648114_1670929273177113_2029676985_n

Synopsis

On the seventh day, of the seventh year… she desecrates

Solomon and Chaos find themselves in the hands of evil. Tortuous days in the old asylum are no longer a thing of the past. The church is looking for redemption in the form of Solomon Gorge. And the deranged spirits of the past, beckon Solomon to come… come and see the secrets hiding in the walls of the asylum.

DS II Asylum Tease out now

Excerpt

Solomon’s wheezes turned to loud heaves as four people unbound him. “Don’t… don’t do this,” he said, thrashing once he was free.

“Nooooooo! Noooooooo!” Chaos shrieked while the crowd began their terrifying chanting, unreachable and lost to any other reality.

The coffin with the straps was opened to reveal shiny black satin. Solomon screamed and twisted in panic, kicking his legs in every direction. When he got to the box, he braced both feet on the side and shoved with all his might. The mob holding him jolted back as the coffin skidded several feet.

More monsters came to help cram him inside the coffin. Solomon repeatedly grabbed hold of something, only to have them pry his fingers off. “No, no, please!” he roared when they finally got him in. He shot his legs and arms over the sides while they used a long stick to jab him back inside.

The lid suddenly shut and he screamed, banging his palms on the inside of it, fighting to breathe. Light shimmered through holes along the top and sides. “Pleeeeeeease!” he screamed. “Please don’t,” he choked, looking around as much as he could, his mind searching for anything to use as a weapon, a sliver of hope.

The coffin began to move, and he peered through the holes, straining to see. He was being lifted up. He caught a glimpse of the large black structure that got closer.

The covering was being removed.

Terror jolted through him at seeing a water tank.

 

 

DS II Mask Tease out now

 

 

 

Book Links

AMAZON MOBI 12459506_1662848920651815_663246717_n 12459670_1662848930651814_73483601_n apple ibooks icon Inktera-150x150 icon175x175 24 symbols icon

From The Author

Hello, Lucian here. I’m a husband, author, and Christian who loves writing tales—paranormal erotic romance, contemporary erotic romance, fantasy romance, dark erotica and romantic thrillers– about men who honor, cherish, and protect the women they love. Also stories that are real enough to form a sort of how-to bridge for the readers, teaching them “how to” add heat and passion to their marriages and relationships; teach them how to build life-long commitments–like I have with my own beautiful wife–and build strong families; all of which serve as a healthy foundation in society.

I think there are many men like myself, and I hope my writing will be a map for them. A map for women as well, to teach them how to bring out the strength that exists within the men they call boyfriend or husband. Teach them how to dance out their fairytale romance in a world that isn’t kind to the happily ever afters we all hope to achieve.

You know, when I was younger, I submitted to my inner reckless and tireless desires, but when I gave myself to God and conformed my will to His, the transformation made me into what I am today. A man that believes and endorses Forever Love. Something we could stand a lot more of in our times, don’t you think?

Lucian

 

 

DS II like the queen teaser

 

 

 

More of this series

Desecrating Solomon (Book I)

AMAZON MOBI b&N NOOK apple ibooks icon 12459670_1662848930651814_73483601_n 24 symbols icon Inktera-150x150 icon175x175

Keep up with Lucian

Website

Facebook

Twitter

Google+

GoodReads

Desecrating Solomon II Master BAD QUESTIONS TEASE

 

Blog Tour Desecrating Solomon: A Forbidden Romantic Thriller Author Lucian Bane

12181753_10206952405161425_917016255_n

 

Dᴇsᴇᴄʀᴀᴛɪɴɢ Sᴏʟᴏᴍᴏɴ: A Fᴏʀʙɪᴅᴅᴇɴ Rᴏᴍᴀɴᴛɪᴄ Tʜʀɪʟʟᴇʀ

Author: Lucian Bane

Release Date: October 22, 2015

Genre: Forbidden Romantic Thriller

Buy Link: Amazon: http://amzn.to/1McfFHi


12170463_10206952705168925_800582075_n

::Synopsis::

***WARNING***

This book contains elements that may be disturbing and offensive. Please read with caution if you are triggered by events depicting violence and various forms of abuse.

On the seventh day of the seventh year… she desecrates.

Evil keeps a formidable schedule in Weston, West Virginia. Every seventh year, spirits from the town’s abandoned insane asylum seek worthy souls to command. But this seventh year, a desecration unlike any before is scheduled to ravage the town. And Solomon Gorge is lured to the harrowing event by the screams of Silence.

:::Excerpt:::

Silence focused her mind, bringing the erratic race of her pulse back into her control. Again. She was finally there. In The Hallower. She didn’t permit herself to look about but her peripheral said she’d been wrong about the most holy chamber. The torture devices and horrific tools she’d imagined hanging from the ceiling and walls did not exist.

Six years. She could hardly believe it had passed. Six years as ‘Silence’ ended today. No, six years of silent Contemplation ended today. But it really didn’t end. There would never be a time when she didn’t contemplate what came next. And what would her new name be? She never permitted herself the blasphemy of trying to guess. Today she’d know.

She carefully slid her gaze to the single entrance leading in. A small door made of thick slats of wood, held together by decorative black metal. The entire room was black—walls, ceilings, floor—all a rough stone painted a shiny looking onyx. And empty. Except for the single slab of granite in the shape of a hobbit table where she sat in her ceremonial graduation gown. It reminded her of a wedding dress.

Would Master be the one to usher in the final phase? Her stomach clenched in excitement and she immediately calmed the fleshly rebellion. She secretly hoped he did. She’d never met the Order’s Queen but once, and even then Silence was not permitted to look upon her as an unlearned runt.

Silence was used to Master’s ways, even though all feared him. The Dark Legend of their Order had trained her personally in the most Holy arts of pain and fear. Any fear borne outside of her Master’s care was destructive—that was one of her first lessons. There were good fears and bad. The bad fears were counterproductive to the Order, the good fears protected it. And Holy Fear with pain were gifts she received directly from her Master’s hands. And only her complete submission provided the divine covering required to fulfill her role as the Queen’s chosen Redemptrix.

Her calm insides jolted at the clang of the outer door leading to The Hallower. She faced straight ahead in deferring obedience, eyes cast to the floor. The Hallower door opened next and her peripheral said the entirely nude form was indeed Master. She let out a silent breath of relief.

He shut the door. One metal bolt clanked… then another… then another. Her heart hammered in her ears despite her steady breaths. It was always this way. No matter how practiced she was with Master’s training, her body knew. Muscle memory always braced for sure impact of some sort.

“Sweet Silence,” he said when he stood before her.

She stared at his hardened phallus, leaning to place the customary kiss on the butterfly tattoo wrapping its length. He stopped her with a pointer finger on her forehead.

“Not this time.”

Again Silence braced, mostly in confusion. She didn’t remember a single time when he didn’t require the Butterfly Kiss. She still remembered the day he had the vision to get the tattoo. The butterfly on the phallus symbolized that the lost would be ushered to heaven’s door by the seed of Master. During her Silent Contemplation she’d marveled over his interpretation, glad that he seemed to be getting some of her gifts.

She hoped he got all of them.

“You look beautiful in your graduation gown, Silence.” He stroked that same finger along her face, beginning with her temple. Her mind flashed with past disciplines he’d put her through. There was no part of her body he’d not trained in some way, for some sacred reason.

“Thank you, Master.”

She listened closely to his unsteady breaths, thick with the scent of fermented juice. “Are you nervous?”

“No, Master.”

The several grunts followed by strained groans told her he was having divine revelations. “Six years of Silence to usher in the final phase.” The withered words came with the glide of his finger over her lips, lingering long enough for her to know what he wanted. But when she parted her lips to suck, he drew it away, bringing another surprise. “Are you ready, little one?”

“Yes, Master.” The bad fears made her breaths shallow as she struggled with old flight or fight instincts.

Why wouldn’t he let her suck it? It was always the not knowing parts that got her, it always was. What he would do each time. He liked surprising her. It had become an unspoken duel between them—her to anticipate, and him to be unpredictable.

A gasp escaped her as she fumbled with the reigns on her control. Master was the one person she would always fear. She was supposed to fear him and only him. Fearing him was allowed, it was good, it was expected, demanded.

Think of the Hallowing Ceremony. Graduating to the next phase. Six years of silence is over.

Sudden terror hit her as she remembered. The dream. The vision for her new name. There had been none.

“So much fear, little one.’His voice croaked with disappointment as he tilted her face up with that same finger, now under her chin. “I am sure you’re eager for your new name.” He began a slow trek to the right of her, his finger gliding off as he went. Silence refused to allow her gaze to stray from straight before her. He’d had the dream? The vision? “I too, am ready to hear it.”

He’d not. Terror raced back in and she swallowed at what this might mean. “There was none.” Her voice rang out with a strength despite the quiver in her gut.

His deep low chuckle behind her, tickled along her spine. “I know,” he whispered, his mouth suddenly at her ear. “Because I was given the dream this time.”

The beat of her heart became a wallop in her chest. Breathe, Silence.

“I’m sure you’re eager to know it?” he said lightly, slowly coming back around on her left now.

“I am excited to learn it.”

“And I’m excited to tell you.” He came to stand exactly before her again. Silence gripped her dress in tight fists as he placed his hands on either side of her head. He pulled her to his phallus, moving his hips side to side lightly. She waited for his direction, knowing not to engage until he communicated firmly. “I had a vision of your new name, little one. A vision of a hand writing on the wall next to my bed.” The tip of his penis stroked errantly over her cheek and lips, meandering and without purpose. “Do you know what it said, sweet angel?”

She shook her head only barely. “No, Master.”

*****ABUSIVE PART BELOW*****

His fingers suddenly bit down in her hair, pulling harder than he’d ever done before. She fought to look him in the eyes the way he always insisted when milking for his essence. But he shoved so far in so quickly and she hadn’t had time to relax her throat, already it burned and hurt.

“Talk to me Silence. One last time before you leave,” he growled, grabbing the hair on top of her head while he pinched her nose shut. “Tell Master how much you will miss him. How you will never forget him. How you will only think of him,” he hissed, pounding his penis harder against her throat.

Silence struggled to give him what he wanted, but her body refused, it always did.

“Tell me!” he ordered between grunts and thick groans.

She tried again. She tried so hard.

His fist shot down and slammed into her forehead. A familiar numb buzzing filled her skull and ears. “Tell me Silence, tell me how much you’ll miss me while you fuck our sacrifice!”

She did it in her mind. She screamed until she had no more breath. She screamed as loud and hard as she could, like he wanted her to, but it came as silence. Something had broken inside her years ago. She couldn’t remember the exact day, she just knew it had. She could no longer scream. It was as though she’d forgotten how or lost the ability. No matter how much he beat her or hurt her body, her mind disconnected from everything and she couldn’t.

She could feel the pain but she was trapped in silence. Just like her name.


12178164_10206952484043397_293251079_n (1)

:::TEASERS:::

12177758_10206952407041472_1142397329_n 12170560_10206952427601986_733217758_n 804489_10206952477763240_357393579_n 12182000_10206952406681463_630970834_n 12179766_10206952464602911_1966236955_n

:::Other Books By Lucian Bane:::

Mercy: A Dark Erotica

US- UK- http://amzn.to/1yn2SWK

AU- http://bit.ly/1FWJY0L

CA- http://amzn.to/1xnmbE0

No Mercy: A Darker Continuation:

US- http://amzn.to/1Kkd0WO

UK- amzn.to/1HIy8bC

AU- bit.ly/1LFLFzt

Beg For Mercy: A Dark Conclusion

TBR Link: http://goo.gl/1MLxm5

http://amzn.to/1iHNZgs

Dom Wars Box Set Round 1,2 &3

US- http://amzn.to/1FXp8dN

UK http://amzn.to/1CI2vaW

AU http://bit.ly/1FIsS1v

CA http://amzn.to/1IbUoaq

Dom Wars Box Set Round 4,5 & 6

US- http://amzn.to/1NgVHZD

US http://amzn.to/1CZbrYV

UK http://amzn.to/1GJeImn

CA http://amzn.to/1ytCFvm

AU http://bit.ly/1E0ZN6l

WHITE KNIGHT DOM ACADEMY

US- http://amzn.to/1NgVzte

UK- http://amzn.to/1ztquZp

WHITE KNIGHT DOM ACADEMY 1ST SEMESTER

US- http://amzn.to/1AJE8aG

CA http://amzn.to/1DhetuG

UK http://amzn.to/1zfan2v

AU http://bit.ly/1EDsCEL

Paranormal romance series

Box Set Ruin (first 3 books

US- http://amzn.to/1FXorBp

UK- http://amzn.to/1xvwZwx

RUIN The Waking:

US- http://amzn.to/1wIfgFD

UK- http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00N401Y3U

RUIN Revelations

US- http://amzn.to/1NgVsxN

UK- http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00NXJW0L2

RUIN The Judgment

US- http://amzn.to/1CwWqCN

UK- amzn.to/1yu9u6C

RUIN The Turning

US- http://amzn.to/1GkzPuI

UK- http://amzn.to/1riECXP

Goodreads link bit.ly/1xZsIBy

Arks of Octava

The Scribbler Guardian

US- http://amzn.to/1Gkwiwv

UK- http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00TJNFCH0

::Lucian’s Hideouts:::

Website/Blog

Amazon Author Page

Facebook Author Page

DOM Wars Facebook

Twitter:

Tsu:

Instagram:

Pinterest:

Google+:

DOM Wars Lucian Bane

Goodreads:

Goodreads Fan Group Page

Join Lucian’s Dark Erotica Group here

12177932_10206952526964470_1228199454_n

Blog Tour for The Strand Brothers Series: Complete Set by Lora Ann

TSBS Blog Tour Banner

 

LA SBS Amazon Cover

This box set of The Strand Brothers Series includes books 1-3, plus the epilogue novella.

***WARNING***
These are dark erotic romantic thrillers which could trigger some people. Please read with caution.
Due to violence, language, & sexual content, this series is recommended for a mature audience of 18+.

Synopsis for each book in the Series ●

Branded, book 1

Some choices are simple, some are hard, and some leave a brand.

One unforgettable night at a masquerade changes it all.

Mogul Nik Strand is all too familiar with the curve balls life likes to throw. Believing his soul can never be restored, he covers his pain and heartbreak with money. The more the better—as his heart is nothing but ice.

Aimee Taylor makes a decision that will haunt her forever. Unfortunately life doesn’t come with a do over; therefore, she makes the best out of what she has.

An unforeseen circumstance brings these two together again, even though, neither can explain how or why the other seems so familiar. As love tries to heal this wounded couple, a common adversary seeks to destroy.

Bound, book 2

When submission, love, and something far too terrifying bind.

How far will you go for someone you love? Which lines are you willing to cross? Who will you turn to when the ones that should be there for you aren’t?

Lacey Kincaid is in search of her drug addicted, twin sister, Keeley. But every time she locates her, Keeley moves on. Now Keeley has disappeared without a trace and it’s up to Lacey to find her before it’s too late.

Even (pronounced Evan) a.k.a. E Strand is the youngest of three and by far the most dangerous. No, he isn’t a badass like his oldest brother, Nik. Nor is he the most handsome like his brother, Alex. His danger lies in his personal preferences in the bedroom. Many know him as the Master and it is a title he deserves. Owner of numerous sex clubs as well as instructor of BDSM Even is fulfilled, until the night a dancer at one of his clubs catches his eye. She’s innocent. Beautiful. Off limits. Yet he wants her for his own.

It doesn’t take long for E to realize the woman he desires to dominate needs his help. As their journey to find Keeley runs into one dead-end after another, passion ignites between these two. But is it enough to bind them together forever? Or, will the bond between sisters keep the lovers apart? Can they free Keeley from the clutches of a madman in time? And if they do, will happily ever after be in their future?

Broken, book 3

Learning to find strength in brokenness…

Fashion designer Sofie Fields may seem to have a perfect life from the outside. The wounds she carries are the emotional kind, and since she refuses to get close to anyone, they remain. She once knew a great love, but a sequence of events forced her into a choice she thinks is unsurvivable. A loveless marriage leaves her empty, damaged. The only light is the step-daughter she clings to and adores. After her divorce, Sofie is certain the love from her past is lost forever. A deathbed confession changes it all.

Alex Strand is a successful attorney and the middle child who is in one way or another helping out his brothers, Nik and Even. All the Strand brothers are known for their Viking-like stature along with good looks, but Alex is by far the one who turns the most heads. His movie star appearance coupled with laid back charm is beyond appealing, yet if one cares to look deeper they will see it’s a façade. Alex hides secrets well until the skeletons he’s kept begin to break out, one by one.

The game to catch a madman continues. Alex is desperately in search of evidence necessary to bring down Senator Caleb Reynolds once and for all. What he doesn’t foresee is how his past and present will collide with enough force to shake his foundation.

Hearts need to be mended.
Time is running out.
Obstacles are placed.
Do Alex and Sofie have what it takes to overcome?

Bliss, Epilogue Novella

Obstacles must be overcome to find blissfully ever after.

Lacey Kincaid is more than ready to be Mrs. Even Strand. Of course things never come easy. She finds herself facing one final challenge.

E Strand is fighting a hellacious battle to be the husband, the Master Lacey deserves. Can he conquer in time to say his vows? Will E and Lacey find their bliss?

● For a limited time ONLY, this set is on sale for $3.99 and will return to its full price by October 17, 2015. #Free on Kindle Unlimited

Amazon Links:
http://getBook.at/TSBSsetLA

Sexy smile teaser

Branded Excerpt 18+

I focused on breathing and tried to keep my heart rate under control. There was no point in showing up soaked with sweat while I panted like I’d just run a marathon. I gave myself a mental pep talk: You can do this, Aimee. No worries. Everything’s going to work out fine. If I could only believe it was true. I considered praying but then thought that wasn’t such a great idea. Yes, I was only applying for an escort position; however, I knew God was fully aware of just how tempting the offer was to take it a step further. Right, nix on the praying. When the door to the limo opened, I was pulled from my musing. I stepped out onto a red carpet. Luckily, I was no one of significance or with anyone important; hence, the focus was on others that arrived at the same time. Thank goodness.
I was gathered swiftly into the throng and rushed inside. While I took in my surroundings along with all the marvelous attire, a waiter passed by with a silver tray of champagne flutes. I grabbed one and took a sip. In a matter of moments, I was swept onto the dance floor where one gentleman after another danced with me. I eventually needed a break and excused myself to the nearest powder room.
Upon my return, I did my best to observe—all to no avail. A deep voice whispered in my ear. “May I have this dance?”
A chill of awareness instantly shot up and down my spine. I swallowed the lump in my throat and fought the urge to lean into whoever he was. “Yes,” I huskily replied. What the hell is the matter with me? Never have I had such a reaction to a man. He stepped around me. Once I was in his arms, we began to waltz around the dance floor. He was extremely tall, and his broad shoulders stretched the fabric of his tux deliciously. I ran my tongue over my bottom lip. He didn’t miss the motion. Due to the full mask he wore, I couldn’t get a good look at his face. But I could see his eyes, which were a brilliant light blue. They reminded me of a glacier: sharp, intense, and very observant. There really wasn’t anything else visible on him. I did notice his hair appeared to be blond, maybe a shade or so lighter than mine, and long enough that he could tie it back with a black leather thong. Everything about the man screamed danger, so, of course, I was drawn to him like a moth to a flame. Confidence radiated off of him in waves. I was immediately reminded of how you could tell a man made love by the way he danced. Although I was not delusional, this man would not make love. No. He would fuck. The thought made me wet. All of a sudden, I became aware of several things at once: He inexorably danced me into the shadows while Michael Bublé sang, “I’ve Got You Under My Skin.” The actual performer was there live, and, honestly, I couldn’t imagine a better song for how I felt at that moment. The next thing I knew, he had pulled me through a door I never noticed before.
I looked up at him and inquired, “Where are you taking me?”
His lips curved up slightly as he replied, “Somewhere quiet.”
Oh, my word. I had let a complete stranger drag me away from everyone and everything. And damn, if the idea didn’t excite me more. You would think I’d be a bit more concerned about my safety. For all I knew, this guy was an axe murderer. Yet, for some reason, I completely trusted him. I knew he would never hurt me physically. Although I was quite sure, the man had left more than one broken heart in his wake.
We slipped into a small library/office. The room was dimly lit; thus, I reached over to turn on a lamp sitting on a side table.
“Don’t,” he murmured.
I really wanted to know how his voice truly sounded. So far, the few words he had spoken were all whispered; therefore, I couldn’t hear it clearly. I did catch a slight rasp with a hint of some kind of accent but nothing discernable. Gah! The man became more frustrating by the moment. I heard the door lock, and then he was in front of me. He caressed up and down my sides, nibbling along my neck. I leaned to the side to give him better access, all the while I made little mewling noises.
He suckled the tender spot just below my earlobe. “Tell me to stop if I’ve misread the attraction between us,” he demanded.
No way in hell I was doing that. The electricity was arcing between our bodies with a mind of its own. Instead, I begged for more. “Please.”
I felt his smile along my throat. “Right answer,” he groaned.

 

Lora Anne EB

Branded (Strand Brothers Series, book 1)
http://getBook.at/SBS1LA
#Free on Kindle Unlimited

F5 out now

Bound Excerpt 18+

My eyes lit on the dancer that was mine as she moved her scantily clad ass to the Pussycat Dolls’ “Buttons.” I would do more than loosen her up. That was for damn sure. Fuck me. They were doing that chair scene and I immediately knew we would be replaying it in my playroom. My dick flinched at the thought. Down boy, let her finish the set. I adjusted the fly on my jeans. I’d had to change out of my ruined Armani, so I was beyond uncomfortable in the unforgiving denim.
I strode towards the hallway off the stage, pacing like a caged lion as I watched her move. God, she was fantastic. What I could teach her to do with those assets was making me even harder. As if that were possible. The dance had finally come to an end, and one by one the girls passed me. Stella winked on her way by, promise in her sexy sway. She had always been a flirt. I liked her and her boyfriend, one of the bartenders, Gary. She should’ve known me well enough by now that I didn’t mess around with another man’s woman. Plus, I wasn’t into threesomes. I inclined my head when she peeked back over her shoulder at me, acknowledging her flirtations would need to be discussed sooner rather than later.
All of a sudden the hairs on my body stood at attention—joining my erection—as the current of awareness slid over me. Sweet baby Jesus, what this woman did to me should’ve scared me shitless; instead, it made me want her more. I slowly turned just in time to place my body in direct contact with hers. My eyes closed at the intensity. Fire swirled in my gut as electricity sang in my veins. In a swift movement, I locked her in my arms and trapped her against the wall. Whoa, she was tall. With those four-inch CFMPs on, we were eye to eye. Such possibilities we had with that advantage. I leaned in, stroking her jaw with my teeth, as I lightly bit my way to her rosy, full bottom lip. She gasped at my forwardness when I sucked said lip into my mouth. Just what I need to make my entrance. I claimed her mouth with all the pent-up desire I had in me. Holy hell, she was as sweet as I had imagined. After a few minutes, I pulled back for air and clasped her hand, “My office,” I demanded, “Now.” At least one of my fantasies was being met tonight. Because I already knew, I wasn’t letting her go any time soon.

Please note: This book should not be read as a standalone due to the subplot tie in with Branded (Strand Brothers Series, book 1).

 

LA Bound Amazon ebook cover

Bound (Strand Brothers Series, book 2)
http://getBook.at/SBS2LA
#Free on Kindle Unlimited

obey his command OUT NOW

Broken Excerpt 18+

I stood up in front of him, close enough that my breasts rubbed against his hard torso. Instantly, I was aroused and damn thankful I wasn’t a man. If I had been, an impressive erection would’ve given me away. The thought brought my eyes to Alex’s fly where sure enough a hard-on greeted me. Licking my bottom lip, I closed my eyes tightly and replied, “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
On a growl Alex’s mouth was on mine, demanding I surrender to his entrance. Like hell I would. My palms came up between us as I placed them on his chest, fighting the undeniable awareness zinging through my fingertips. I shoved him back with all my might. He stumbled, yet recovered quickly. Through labored breath he inquired, “What do you want from me, Sofie?”
My chin jutted out with resolve. “Not one damn thing,” I affirmed, pushing past him towards the exit.
He was hot on my heels. “Don’t—”
I halted and rounded on him. “Don’t what, Mr. Strand?” His eyes widened, though I couldn’t tell if it was from ire or excitement. Wait! Had my challenge turned him on? “I don’t need you,” I nearly screamed.
He shot me a sly grin. “I beg to differ, Ms. Fields.”
I took a step backwards; there was no denying what I saw in his hooded gaze. Desire. Oh shit! I turned abruptly to make a quick escape but wasn’t fast enough. Damn his love for Muay Thai. He had me pinned to the wall in the hallway with my arms held firmly in his grasp. He leaned down and began a tortuous trek from my ear to the corner of my mouth, nibbling along my lips. “This is going to happen, kjære. I know it. You know it.” He paused and tenderly kissed me. The kind of kiss that messes with a woman, staking the claim: You. Are. Mine. Dammit all to hell…it was beyond unfair. I comprehended, and he did too—I was his. Always had been. Instead of deepening our kiss, he eased back and laced his fingers with mine. “Before we do anything else. Before our lives grow more chaotic. Before either one of us talks the other out of this, we are going to make love,” he declared with a sexy set to his jaw that caused me to soak my panties. God…damn man had a way of irritating the hell out of me while setting me ablaze. Self-preservation flew right out the window as I confirmed, “Yes.”

Please note: This book should not be read as a standalone due to the subplot tie in with Branded (Strand Brothers Series, book 1) and Bound (Strand Brothers Series, book 2).

 

LA Broken cover Amazon

Broken (Strand Brothers Series, book 3)
http://getBook.at/SBS3LA
#Free on Kindle Unlimited

So fing in love

Warning: This book is not a thriller. It is, however, one HOT read which contains a lot of sex, including BDSM, and graphic language. It is recommended for an 18+ audience.

Bliss Excerpt 18+

Aimee snapped her fingers in front of my face. “You in there?”
I blinked several times, bringing myself back to the adult toys-r-us party. “Sorry.”
Renée reiterated, “It’s all about the mindset. Own your sexuality and his.”
“Isn’t it about the power exchange?”
A wicked grin slid along her lips. “Hell yeah.”
Aimee’s eyes were lit with fire as she declared, “Make him. Whether it’s a Dom/sub or straight vanilla, power must change hands. We can’t both be in control at the same time.”
Sofie added, “Someone must lead and someone must follow for any relationship to work. You already lead him at times. I’ve seen it.”
“I do?”
“Damn girl, where have you been?” Aimee had an incredulous look as she continued, “That man fucking adores you.”
“I love him so much. I don’t want to let him down, y’know what I mean?”
Sofie smiled, “Not possible. News flash, he loves you too.”
Why I was so worried suddenly about E’s feelings disturbed me more than I wanted to admit. Could lack of sex be causing it? If so, was he struggling with all of this negative crap too? Time to remedy that. I really did respect his wishes to wait until our wedding night to have intercourse again. Part of me felt beyond honored that he wanted to. Fine line to walk, helping him stick to his vow while testing his virility. Geez, what was I thinking? Your soon to be husband needs to know he’s still a man. Right. Operation Domme-the-daylights-out-of-Even was now in full swing.

*****
Fully expecting to see Nik and Alex when I walked into the penthouse, surprise hit me at seeing E asleep on the couch. God he was beautiful. Not easy on the eyes handsome but light your lady parts on fire attractive. A heart-hammering kind of gorgeous, he really was sex on a stick. The fact he was a loyal, good, honest man added to his appeal. In case anyone ever thought he was tame, the tribal dragon tattoo would make them think twice along with his commanding presence. Never could there be a doubt he was in full control. His deep moan instigated my gaze to perform a full scan of his body, making sure he wasn’t in any pain. He was pushing himself too hard, but there’d be no reasoning with his stubborn ass. I turned to leave him in peace when he moaned my name. Easing closer, I didn’t miss the erection that greeted me.
“I’m right here, E,” I reassured, watching his reactions.
A low groan was followed by his hand stroking his straining length. Still completely lost in what appeared to be his erotic dream, he commanded, “Touch me, Lacey.”
Who was I to deny the man I loved? Besides, he needed to know that part of him worked. The doctor had assured us that the nerve damage would eventually heal. No time like the present to test it. Plus there was the yearning to have him in my mouth. The absolute necessity of ensuring he didn’t break his vow sat front and center in my mind as I placed my fingers over his. Intention to let him lead was there until I recalled Sofie’s office. He was asleep, so if it were an epic fail only I would know. Moving my fingers to his muscled thighs I directed, “My show. You’re going to do as I say, E.”
His penis grew harder and longer as his hand stilled. From the waistband of his gym shorts, his head broke free. I licked my lips at the sight and forced my gaze up to his tightly closed eyes. He was fighting for control. “Take off your shorts.” His brows furrowed at my order. “Do it. Now.”

Please note: This book should not be read as a standalone due to the subplot tie in with Branded (Strand Brothers Series, book 1), Bound (Strand Brothers Series, book 2) and Broken (Strand Brothers Series, book 3).

LA Bliss Amazon Cover

 

 Bliss (Strand Brothers Series, Epilogue Novella)
http://getBook.at/SBSENLA
#Free on Kindle Unlimited

SBS KU Teaser

About Lora Ann

Lora is a Missouri native who relocated to California as a teen. She spent several years as an international flight attendant for a major airline, before taking on her greatest job ever, a stay-at-home mom. Now she resides in Kentucky with her family, and has taken on her newest adventure, writing.

 

LoraA1

Lora Ann’s Stalking Links:

Website
http://www.loraann.com

Amazon Page
http://amzn.to/1KoKnu0

Facebook Author Page
https://www.facebook.com/lora.ann.books

Strand Brothers Series page
https://www.facebook.com/strandbrothers

Google +
https://plus.google.com/u/0/+LoraAnn

Pinterest
https://www.pinterest.com/loraannbooks/

Goodreads author
https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/419700.Lora_Ann

Twitter
https://twitter.com/Loraann_

Tsū
https://www.tsu.co/LoraAnn

Join Fan Group
Lora Ann’s Lounge
https://www.facebook.com/groups/1426626004292368/

Rafflecopter


a Rafflecopter giveaway” title=”la rafflecopter”>a Rafflecopter giveaway

 

More Teasers

Impassive SOB Branded

Lora Ann teaser Bound man 2

Broken Together (Bigger Author Name)

Control was my Bitch

The Strand Brothers Series: Complete Set Is On Sale Now. Don’t Delay! This is a limited time offer.

The Strand Brothers Series: Complete Set is a NEW RELEASE and on sale now.
Box set includes 3 full-length novels + a novella for $3.99.

Oh, this man was a force to be reckoned with. And God help me, I was more than a little turned on. ~ Aimee

http://getBook.at/TSBSsetLA

TBS lto with Nik

 

 

 

 

 

Also, there is a great giveaway with $100. Amazon gift card + e-books, swag packs and gift cards up for grabs from fellow Indie Authors and Bloggers.

Enter here: a Rafflecopter giveaway“>a Rafflecopter giveaway

 

The Scribbler Guardian by Author Lucian Bane Blog Tour

10629654_894370987312271_6576038831111595530_n

Title: The Scribbler Guardian

Author: Lucian Bane

Release Date: September 14, 2015

Genre: Fantasy Romance

Purchase Link: myBook.to/LBTSG

:::::COVER::::::

11939080_1626089320994442_2133664812_n

:::SYNOPSIS:::

Jeramiah Poe isn’t just any character in the Realm of Fiction; he is Muse Master—Destiny Diviner—Mysterious Miskriat. Being of neither the Traditional Genre Provinces nor Independent, Poe enjoys an eternal lease on life, so long as his Scribbler keeps him out of publication.

Poe meets Kane, a seven-year-old boy from the Independent Horror Province, where he learns ancient codes are being broken and the horror that should be an act, is real.

But the evil clutching Octava is not new and Seven Arks have been sent to Earth to stop it.

Only something has gone wrong and Poe is commissioned as the 8th Ark of Octava to discover what has become of the Seven.

But his passage to Earth comes with revelations he’s not prepared for. Not only does his Scribbler not know of his existence, he’s a she that his human form seems allergic to.

Poe soon realizes that with each Ark he locates, his powers grow along with his feelings for the Scribbler. And the enemy will try and use both to gain control of the two realms.

11973988_1627349097535131_1925858502_o

::::SNIPPET:::::

The fellow hurried forward, gripping Poe’s arm. “Do you even know who is on duty there?”

“I do.”

The man shook his head. “Then you know it’s not safe.”

“Of course it is.”

“With all due respect,” the man said quietly, “Dr. Science and Hop-A-Long Cassidy are both cruel beings, they—”

“What nerve,” Poe said. “The good Doctor and Hoppy happen to be my friends.”

The fellow stepped back as though treading carefully, staring intently at Poe. “But… I’ve heard bad things about any who attempt to obtain energy from The Bog with those two. Rumor has it they’re not too happy with the job.”

“And I don’t blame them!” Poe downed his tea in one shot and tossed his cup into the copper sink with a clank. ”Imagine living lives of fictional adventure for centuries and then being stuck on Bog duty in the Romance Province.” Poe didn’t hold back his growl of disgust. “They must be bored out of their minds.”

The man glanced at his wife and back at Poe, confused. “I… heard they sucked a man’s energy until he disappeared.”

“An exaggerated story. The man broke clear Bog protocol.”

“By not dancing fast enough?”

Poe shrugged with wide eyes. “Rules are made for a reason. And I know the Doc and Hoppy, they had good reason. Plus the man was a second class Miskriat.”

The man drew his head back. “Miskriats are people too.”

Anger flashed through Poe. “I never said they were not. But for logic’s sake and my patience, both of which you have bankrupt, you, lover boy, are a registered inhabitant of Octava, therefore under the protection of the realm’s laws. The Bog’s Guardians are not capable of harming you. Since second class Miskriats exist only in the minds of their Scribblers,” Poe reminded, fluttering his fingers at his temple, “they are not warranted by Octava’s laws.”

The gent spun and put his back to Poe as heated whispers erupted between the two. He finally faced him again. “Are you not Miskriat as well?”

Poe stiffened at the scent of trickery. “What does that matter to you?”

The woman answered this time. “We… wouldn’t want to put your life in danger.”

The lie sparked against his shields, angering him greatly. “I am Jeramiah Poe, madam. The Muse Rider. Use sorcery once more with me and I just may re-write your destiny to something more fitting.” A love bird or perhaps a lovely toad, maybe.

::::SNIPPET:::::

The man’s strangled confession added a shot of anger to the brew of angst in Poe. “Were you?” He turned back to the task of tea preparations, pumping the arm on the mini-hand well. “Then I should suggest you go to that blather mouth for whatever it is you want from me!”

“Please,” the woman gasped. “We gave our word and—”

“It was Kane?” Poe mumbled, “I’d bet my Scribbler’s lineage on it.” He plonked the copper kettle onto the stove, wishing it were the little runt’s bottom. “Patron of the pulmonary carrying-on’s, that one.” Poe added a few cedar logs to the belly of his black iron stove. He’d deal with him at first light. Poe faced the couple who seemed taken with curiosity at his outdated kitchen appliances.

“Not everybody wants to indulge in the new gadgets of their Scribblers realm. My own Scribbler created me to love antiquation, simplicity, classicality. I happen to find more value in these things.”

“It’s a lovely home,” the woman hurried. “Very…”

“Simple,” the man helped when she fretted for an agreeable term.

“Fantastical, even,” she dared in a singsong voice. “Like a cute hobbit home.”

Poe turned and rolled his eyes, fetching cups from his simple cupboard as the two filled his kitchen with an odd cackling laugh.

“I suppose since you know where I live, then you also know everything else you shouldn’t about me.”

“We were told you could help,” the man said.

“And that you were good,” the woman reminded. “That’s all, I give you my word on that.”

“Your word.” Poe set three tin cups on the counter, irked with her sorcery. Giving a compliment strictly to secure his submission to this ‘goodness’ didn’t help them one bit. “Do you have any idea at all about words? The power behind them?”

“Words?” she echoed, appearing worried. “I… know the power of the Scribbler’s words, yes.”

“So what value do your words have, madam, a mere creation that you are? Why should I feel remotely impressed with your word?”

She lowered her head like he’d taken a hammer to her self-esteem, filling Poe with a mix of odd frustration. “Your words have as much value as your Scribbler, woman.” Despite his efforts to calm down, Poe took the lower road for a change. “Why is it so difficult for Creations to understand that they are not mere Characters in a story, but replicas of their Creators—not only in image, but far beyond? Life and death succumb to the Scribbler’s will and that power indwells the creation if you but believe it.” Poe looked between the intent faces before him, both straining to compute—not to understand mind you, but to placate the terrible master from whom they sought favor, whom they had need.

Disgusted, Poe was ready to be rid of the pair, and the fear and drama that indwelled them. “I will help you.”

A moment of shock preceded the pair shooting up from their seats for a bouncing, dancing embrace. Poe couldn’t help but gawk at the touching fetish. Like the eyes and ears lacked ample function thereby requiring the third sense for comprehensive communication. “But there is a price,” Poe added, desperate to put an end to the strange energy molesting his aura.

:::::TEASERS:::::

11986160_1627736477496393_1569126126_o 11993103_1628025680800806_1521942089_o 11999054_1712691212294776_945969924430485872_n 11994277_10206656350080233_615183323_n

11992640_10206656336759900_2005115628_n

::::OTHER BOOKS BY LUCIAN BANE::::

Dom Wars Box Set Round 1,2 &3

US- http://amzn.to/1FXp8dN

UK http://amzn.to/1CI2vaW

AU http://bit.ly/1FIsS1v

CA http://amzn.to/1IbUoaq

Dom Wars Box Set Round 4,5 & 6

US- http://amzn.to/1NgVHZD

US http://amzn.to/1CZbrYV

UK http://amzn.to/1GJeImn

CA http://amzn.to/1ytCFvm

AU http://bit.ly/1E0ZN6l

WHITE KNIGHT DOM ACADEMY

US- http://amzn.to/1NgVzte

UK- http://amzn.to/1ztquZp

WHITE KNIGHT DOM ACADEMY 1ST SEMESTER

US- http://amzn.to/1AJE8aG

CA http://amzn.to/1DhetuG

UK http://amzn.to/1zfan2v

AU http://bit.ly/1EDsCEL

Box Set Ruin (first 3 books) Amazon Links:

US- http://amzn.to/1FXorB

UK- http://amzn.to/1xvwZwx

Mercy~A Dark Erotica (BOOK ONE)

Amazon Links: http://mybook.to/MercyLB

No Mercy: A Dark Continuation ( BOOK TWO)

Amazon Links: myBook.to/LBNoMercy

Beg For Mercy~ A Dark Conclusion (BOOK THREE)

BUY LINK :http://mybook.to/BFMLB

:::::LUCIAN’S HIDEOUTS:::

Facebook Author Page:

Amazon Author Page:

Dark Erotica Fan Page :

DOM Wars Facebook Fan Page:

Goodreads:

Goodreads Fan Group Page:

Google+: DOM Wars Lucian Bane

Lucian Bane (Mercy)

Instagram:

Pinterest:

Tsu:

Twitter: