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#BlogTour Wicked Indulgence is Going on Tour

Monday, November 9th, 2015

WI Blog tour BannerJamie, Melissa and Daniel are hitting the road on a week long blog tour!



You can find me at these stops throughout the week.

I’ll come back to insert links to the posts.


November 9th

JJ’s Kinky Books
Sandra Love
Smut and Bon Bons
Mommy’s Naughty Playground

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November 10th

Books and Warpaint
Bound By Books Book Review
Not Now…Mommy’s Reading
T&L Book Reviews

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November 11th

Bookworm Betties
Mama Likes to Read
One Curvy Blogger
Stephanie’s Book Reports

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November 12th

Abibliophobia Anonymous Book Reviews
Monlatable Book Reviews
Ramblings From Beneath the Sheets
Underneath the Covers

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November 13th

Book Boyfriend Hangover
Erzabet’s Enchantments
She Hearts Books
Cutting Muse Blog

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Please stop in and say hi to the hosts and myself.

And don’t forget to checkout the giveaway at each stop along the trip!


Click on the image below to take you to the Book Enthusiasts site so you can participate in the giveaway.

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Thank you to my awesome hosts and my tour provider!







#Spotlight Confessions of a Punk Rocker by Nessie Strange

Friday, October 9th, 2015











PAGES: 268

ISBN: 978-1-944138-05-9

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Jack Norris just lost his best friend—who also happened to be his band’s drummer—to
a drunk driving accident. As he navigates the uncertainty of the band’s future, as well as his own personal demons, his life spirals out of control. To make matters worse, his dead friend is back, and it’s wreaking havoc on Jack’s sanity. When a new acquaintance not only hooks him up with a drummer, but promises to help get rid of his ghostly stalker, Jack’s life does a one eighty

coapr teaser 2 Drew MacLellan, the new drummer, is helping to bring the band back from the dead. He’s also got an insanely hot older sister who is definitely not Jack’s biggest fan. Jen MacLellan is nothing like the women Jack’s dated in the past, but the more he gets to know her, the deeper he falls. The only problem is, she’s got a boyfriend. Caught between his growing attraction and the desire to do the right thing, Jack does everything he can to keep things as just friends. The longer it goes on, the more he realizes it isn’t possible. Can Jack win the heart of the woman he’s fallen for? And can he figure out how to help his dead friend rest in peace…permanently?


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Jen MacLellan has hit a dead end…

Jen knows tattooed, blue-haired Jack Norris is trouble the minute he opens his front door. And being a mortician in the avante garde East Side of Providence, Jen has seen a lot. Jack has recruited Jen’s teenage brother Drew to play drums for his less-than-respectable punk band, and Jen has no choice but to follow their gigs to keep her little brother out of trouble. But when Drew goes missing, she finds herself in the awkward position of asking for Jack’s help. Shocked that he agrees, Jen decides she may have misjudged him. Worse, she might even like him.

But when Jen is brutally attacked, she awakens in the hospital where a Sid Vicious look-alike greets her with the news: she’s dead, and he’s the reaper assigned to take her away. Yeah, not so much. Refusing to leave, Jen’s spirit watches helplessly as her loved ones suffer, powerless to ease her family’s grief or prevent the police from accusing Jack of her murder. Desperate to help them, Jen convinces the reaper to bring her back. But reanimating corpses isn’t as easy as it looks, and neither is finding a killer before it’s too late…


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This isn’t the afterlife she expected…

Jen MacLellan can’t get the hang of being a reaper. She’s been separated from Jack, the man she loves, and is stuck with an annoying telepathic link to her ill-tempered mentor, Sam. Now Death is breathing down her neck, promising to remove that annoying link if she gives him what he wants. But when reapers begin to disappear back on earth, leaving behind walking, talking dead people, Jen and Sam are thrust into a dangerous mission to recapture the souls, and a passionate physical relationship that complicates everything.

Jack Norris has no memory prior to waking up on the half-demon Nulcifer’s couch six months earlier. As he begins to investigate his past, he discovers a string of past lives tied together by a beautiful, mysterious brunette. Who is she? And why does finding her seem like a life or death proposition?

When Sam falls victim to fate during a routine visit to earth, Jen’s devastated. Desperate to get him back, she runs smack into the man she never thought she’d see again—Jack. She tries to keep her distance, but there’s no time to be awkward if they want to save Sam. When sinister plots are revealed, and betrayals threaten everything, she’s forced to make some tough choices—and learns that life is just as difficult when you’re dead.


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“Lost Soul, Lost Love” by Nessie Strange
The Living Dead World Series

It’s Jen MacLellan’s first trip back to earth as a new reaper, and Mardi Gras is in full swing. When she happens upon Chip, a partier stuck in a perpetual 1983, Jen decides to help him







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Nessie is a Massachusetts native and mother of two who has dabbled in everything from abstract painting to freelance sports reporting. She also loves a good story, whether it’s reading or writing one. The first two novels in her Living Dead World series–Living Dead Girl and Reaper Madness–were published in 2014.




#NewRelease How Wonderful Wicked Can Be…Wicked Indulgence by Anne Lange

Friday, July 31st, 2015

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Two men.

One woman.

How wonderful wicked can be.




Jamie prefers one-night stands to the risk of hurting someone he loves. He’s not willing to repeat the past. Years ago his naïve attempts at Dominance left his girlfriend bruised and frightened, and she mysteriously left town rather than show her face around him again.

Daniel wants something more. He hopes that one day he and Jamie will find that perfect woman to share forever. As members of the prestigious BDSM club known as The Vault and co-owners in a veterinary clinic, he never thought she’d walk through their door. Or ask for his best friend. Melissa has done everything she can to protect the only man she’s ever loved.

Finally rid of her abusive ex, she’s living on her own terms. Only she never counted on Daniel, a man who ignites enough sizzle in her body to compete with her passion for her first love, Jamie. And in order for them to be happy, she needs to find a way to put the past, and the people who won’t remain there, behind her for good…and convince Jamie that he was never the monster he thought himself to be…


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“What do you say, Melissa. Want to give it a try?” Daniel’s voice dropped to a seductive level.

Unwanted memories from his past tried to resurface, but Jamie shoved them back into hiding again. He recognized that tone. Daniel had taken a predatory posture, all but flaring his nostrils and marking his turf. He stared intensely at Mel, his eyes dark with longing. Shit. If he had any hope of getting Melissa out of here, it had to be now. If he allowed her to be tempted by Daniel, all bets were off, because he couldn’t stand by and watch his friend fuck her.

At least, not without him.

“Out here in the open?” her voice squeaked.

“Yes. But if that’s a hard limit for you, we can go to one of the rooms if they’re free or behind the curtain.”

“I know what limits are, but I haven’t given any consideration to my own.”

Daniel glanced around the space, his gaze landing momentarily on Jamie before sweeping away and then back to her.

“This area’s not as well lit as some others,” Daniel said. “And most people are involved in other activities so we shouldn’t draw much of an audience.”

Jamie tensed as Daniel stepped closer to Melissa. Part of him wanted to yank her back and take her home. A bigger part of him cheered Daniel on.

“Does the idea of being watched scare or excite you?” Daniel asked.

The mere idea of fucking Melissa in front of other club members turned Jamie on in the worst way. But his fear of losing control in front of them scared him more. Once he had Melissa within his hold, would time slip away and he’d become that clumsy teenager again? The one who had a plethora of erotic ideas swimming around in his head, but not a bit of practical skill? Or would he be the apprentice who got so turned on at finally having a flogger in his hand that he lost sight of his sub’s feelings and reactions to the scene and focused only on the implement and its impact against her flesh?

His heart thumped and his gut bottomed out when she raised her head and stared straight at him. A gleam sparkled in her eyes he couldn’t decipher it. Jamie held his breath waiting for her response regardless. If she said no now, he could get her out and he’d never risk losing his control. If she said yes…

“I’ll admit, I’ve never done it in front of a room of people before, but I’m game.”

Was she challenging him?

“Who’s going to be the lucky one to do the honors?” she asked.

“Daniel.” Jamie needed more time.

Disappointment exploded over her face, creating a knot of instant regret in his stomach, but he’d made his decision and Daniel, the bastard, looked pleased as punch.

“Melissa.” Daniel reached for her hand while Jamie cursed his stupid ass. “Are you sure? Tell me now if you really don’t want to do this. And this can all stop and we’ll head back upstairs.”

Determination saturated her expression. Jamie’s heart rate kicked up, his pleas unvoiced but deafening inside his head. She tightened her lips slightly than turned full on to Daniel. The sudden loss of her heated stare reminded him of the dousing he’d taken as part of the ice-bucket challenge.

“I do. I want to. After all, that’s why I came here tonight.”

Daniel darted a glance his way. Fantastic. Now he looked concerned.

“OK, then. How about we start with you stripping, sweetheart? Take off everything but your underwear and lay over the bench there. On your belly. I’m not going to strap you down though. Unless, of course, you force me to,” Daniel teased. He even added a wink to soften the threat.

Jamie rolled his eyes. He knew Daniel preferred their woman tied neatly to the bench. The only reason his partner was being lax in his orders and behaviors tonight was because of Melissa’s inexperience.

Jamie’s palms grew damp while he waited for Melissa to remove her leather skirt and corset. He remembered her breasts as though he’d touched them last yesterday. Just a little over a perfect handful, they blushed beautifully when she was aroused. Large pink nipples that turned ruby red when he’d sucked on them just so. She’d always been embarrassed with the size of her nipples. For a tiny-framed woman, they were rather large. But he’d thought they suited her perfectly. He remembered how delicious they’d tasted and his mouth watered.

She began to swivel, presenting them with her back, but Daniel stopped her. “Face this way, sweetheart. We want to see you.”

She turned and Jamie nearly swallowed his tongue taking his first truly good look at her tonight. She’d left her hair long, but there was a gentle wave through it. Her makeup was light, just enough to add color to her skin tone. Her shoulders were bared by the corset that hugged her like a second skin, narrowing her waist and pushing her breasts up high. The soft globes jostled with every movement, tempting him with the very idea of a glimpse of nipple.

She began to unclasp the eyehooks one by one, slowly, provocatively, though he guessed she probably hadn’t intended it to be a show. Her fingers trembled. Jamie almost, almost leaped forward. Whether to help her or cover her up and whisk her away he wasn’t sure.

She’d started at the bottom, so when she released the last hook at the top and spread the blue material wide, her breasts fell into her waiting hands as the garment fell to the floor, making him even harder than he’d already been. Beside him, Daniel sucked in a breath.

She bent to pick it up, folded it, and looked around for a place to lay it. Daniel sprang forward. “Here, I’ll take that.”

She gave him a shy smile, then reached back to unzip her skirt and pushed it down over her hips to the floor. She daintily stepped out of it, picked it up, and passed it to Daniel. Jamie had to bite his tongue. She wore a skimpy black thong. A piece of string really, that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. Not even a freckle.

“Well.” Daniel cleared his throat. “That’s hardly worth keeping on.”

She reacted, placing her hands on her hips to remove it as well.

“Wait. I didn’t say you could take it off,” Daniel chastised her. “It may not be much more than a piece of floss, but I think I quite like seeing it separating those exquisite cheeks of yours.”

Melissa looked as though she were assessing the situation. She swallowed. Gulped. Swallowed again. And nodded.

Daniel’s reflection expressed one of pure lust. Jamie’s own throat burned, and he suddenly decided he could use a drink of cold water.

Daniel stepped close to her and dipping his head, brushed his lips across her jaw. “You’re beautiful, Melissa.”

Jamie felt a twinge.

Melissa licked her lips.

“Bend over the bench, facing away from us.” Daniel turned her around and gave her a light swat on her behind.

She jumped.

Jamie flexed his fingers.


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#AuthorSpotlight: It’s the Finale of the Guardian Witch series by Ally Shields

Wednesday, March 25th, 2015

Eternal Fires

by Ally Shields

Guardian Witch Series, Book 7



The finale of the Guardian Witch series



It started with the murder of a stranger. Then the crows appeared…

Ari and Andreas know the O-Seven will never leave them alone. Ari is carrying Andreas’s mortal child, but the vampire elders are convinced the child will be the first vampire baby and are out to posses it. Or kill it. Either way, Ari and Andreas will do anything to keep their unborn child safe, even if it means Ari has to go into hiding and leave Andreas exposed to the O-Seven alone.

But then the O-Seven call on the Mahmo magic that can turn an elder into a winged killer, and each time Ari runs, they find her again. The only way to protect their child’s future is to defeat the O-Seven, once and for all. And to do that, Ari will have to face the elders head-on in their castle stronghold deep in Germany’s Black Forest…


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“A super crow,” Doc Onway muttered, sounding exasperated. “What’s next?”

Exactly. Ari disconnected. During her conversation with the doctor, the bird hadn’t moved from its position on the fence. It was at least as large as a condor, and the murky haze around it wasn’t put there by nature. The creature cocked its head and stared at her. Witch fire tingled in her fingertips, but she calmed the magic and tightened her grip on her handgun.

Unless forced by circumstances, she wouldn’t use magical fire out in the open like this, where she might burn the farmer’s fields. And where motorists might observe her. Magic still caused a big stir—and a lot of fear—among humans.

“It’s not coming after us.” Ryan turned to look at her. “What did you mean by ‘a normal bird wouldn’t?’”

“It isn’t a coincidence that a flock of crows is called a murder of crows,” she said darkly. “They have a bad reputation. Their minds can be bent to evil by someone with the ability to call and control them—a werewolf, a witch or wizard, even a vampire. There are stories of powerful magic users who can morph into the creature’s form. Just look at it, Ryan. You can’t see the dark aura, but how do you explain that size?”

“Are you telling me that bird might be someone else? Someone supernatural?” Ryan’s hand moved to hover over his own pistol.

“Let’s find out.” Ari took off running, vaulted the fence, and headed straight for the crow. The creature stretched its head high before spreading its wings to their full span and lifting into the air. It released a loud caw and streaked away at astonishing speed. Ari came to a halt in the middle of the field. By the time Ryan caught up, she’d already put her gun away.

“Guess it wasn’t in the mood for a fight.” She shaded her eyes and watched the black object disappear into the horizon.

“How can a bird move that fast?”

Ordinary birds couldn’t. Ari didn’t bother to answer him. She started toward the fence line where the creature had perched.

“Now what?”

“The residual magic might tell me what it is or who’s controlling it.”

Ryan didn’t comment, but she heard the cornstalks swish against his denim jeans as he followed her. He acted skeptical, which kind of surprised her after all the things he’d seen in the last three years. But Ryan had never been completely comfortable with the Otherworld. He’d rather believe the bird was genetically altered by some mad scientist than a magical manifestation.

She stopped at the wooden fence and ran her hands over the rails until she found a spot that tingled…and filled her with an unreasonable sense of dread. She lifted her hands and the oppressive feeling receded. Bad mojo.

“Hey, look.” Ryan pointed toward a black feather sticking out of the grass. He pulled a set of crime scene gloves from his pocket and handed them to Ari. “I suppose you need to handle it first.”

“You know me.” She snapped the gloves in place and picked up the glossy object. Scorching heat, devouring flames. “Yikes!” She dropped it from sheer reflex, the heat vanished, and her fingers had no sign of injury. An illusion. A strong one.

“What happened?” Ryan demanded, staring at the shiny quill as if it might come to life. “You act like it bit you.”

She eyed the feather, not eager to repeat the experience. “Try touching it.”

His brows shot up.

“Carefully,” she added. “See if you get the same vivid sensation of heat.”

“Why am I always the guinea pig?” But he pulled out a second pair of gloves, crouched, and extended a tentative finger. “Nope. I feel nothing.” He picked it up. “What’s that tell you?”

“It has a defensive shield that reacts to magic.”

“So you were right. It wasn’t a real crow.”

She gave a terse nod. “I couldn’t get past its shields to identify the magic user. Maybe the lab can do better.” She took off her gloves and stuffed them in a pocket. Ryan could carry the damned thing.

They headed back to the car. Ari kept a vigilant eye on the sky and trees around them, extending her senses to avoid a surprise attack. Although the nymph hadn’t died from the visible injuries of a crow’s attack, Ari believed they’d just seen the killer—or some form of the killer—and the cause of the nymph’s death was dark magic.


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#BlogHop Cold Nights Hot Reads

Thursday, February 26th, 2015

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Are you looking for something HOT to read on these COLD, COLD Night.  Below is an excerpt from my latest release. It’s a short story that’s found the Valentines Heat IV anthology.



The Perfect Moment” by Anne Lange
The Vault Series: Friends & More, Book 1.5

Angela O’Neil has been waiting for the perfect moment to share a secret with her two husbands, and Valentine’s Day is it. But things take a turn for the worse when she sees red. Is she about to lose the one thing that would complete their three-way bond?

Here’s an excerpt (Warning: Rated R just to heat things up a little 😉 )


Connor’s taste buds danced in excitement as he put his mouth on Angela. Since even before their commitment ceremony, when Tyler had handed over a portion of his wife’s heart to Connor for eternity, he’d belonged with these two. Initially they’d had their problems, and he’d questioned the likelihood of an arrangement such as Tyler had proposed working. But not because of anything either Tyler or Angela had done or said to make him feel left out. No, he’d always put their friendship and their reputations ahead of his own needs. He’d almost walked away from the two best things in his life to ensure no harm or disrespect came their way.

And now, almost two years later, he could admit that their thing worked. It worked damn well, regardless of what other people might think. They had a strong support network, and that was all that mattered.

Now Angela lay spread out before him, captivated with Tyler as he smeared melted milk chocolate over each nipple. She panted in short, choppy breaths. The scent of her arousal wafted up, enticing him to begin tasting his own dessert.

Connor stretched out, his long legs hanging over the edge of the bed. He shifted closer to his treat, using his broad shoulders to nudge her legs wider. Mmm. She smelled good. He placed a hand on the inside of each of her thighs and, using his thumbs, traced down her slick lips, spreading the moisture around before he spread her wide to see how she glistened. Laying the flat of his tongue to her, he licked his way up her slit. Fuck, she tasted good.

 Connor repeated the move, over and over, avoiding her clit for now, although she whimpered and tilted her hips. He glanced up and paused to watch as Tyler sucked one breast into his mouth. Connor knew his best friend worked that nipple, flicking and circling it, recovering every morsel of chocolate he’d meticulously spread over each hard jewel.

Angela had her hands flung up over her head, her fingers twitching and clutching at the pillow beneath her. Her eyes were closed, and she bit down on her lower lip.


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Did you enjoy that? Here’s the blurb for the other two stories in this volume.


Flight of Fancy” by Nikki Dee Houston

Thrown together in a cramped airplane, Frankie and James have exactly four hours to get the sexual attraction out of their system. And why shouldn’t they? They’re never going to see each other again. Until they realize they’re both flying in for the same family wedding…and that they’re going to be part of that same family…

Ruby’s Valentine” by Arianna Archer

The very last thing Officer Jude Cole wanted to do was arrest the love of his life for murder. Though Ruby had run out on Jude years ago, he’d never stopped carrying a torch for her. She’d recently come back to town, but she wasn’t alone. Now Jude is forced to arrest Ruby for shooting the husband everyone knew abused her. Jude hadn’t been able to capture Ruby’s restless heart then…could he bring himself to cage her now?



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