Bound to be Re-Released at 99 cents

If you've been following my posts, you know that I've gotten my rights back to several erotic romances that had been released by a couple of my publishers who have since closed their doors. I'm in the process of designing new covers and formatting them for re-release. The first one was A Taste of Honey and you can read about it here if you missed it.

The next re-release, Bound by Design, was my best-selling title. I was thrilled when it was selected to be one of three novellas to be part of Binding Ties, a Samhain print anthology, as well as released on its own as an e-book. If you didn't catch it the first time around and you like sexy and emotional romances with bondage, spanking and power exchange, you might want to get it now at only 99 cents!

Blurb:

Jenn spends her days crafting custom-designed slave jewelry, but she’s vowed to never wear a collar again. When she meets Scott, an architect with a dominant side, she’s forced to confront her submissive needs. They are both healing from past mistakes and must learn how to design a new relationship with the help of ropes and chains and a whole lot of trust.

Excerpt:

“I’m attracted to you, Jenn. You may have guessed I have a great interest in bondage myself. In domination and submission. I’m interested in seeing where this night might take us.” He caught her gaze and she felt drawn into his presence. “So I have to ask you. Do we continue or do we end this now?”

Did she want to see where this night would go? Her body voted yes. After all, her best friend vouched for him. And she liked him already. He had a sense of humor. He was as sexy as the devil. He knew her secret weakness.

Or should she get the hell out before she got in too deep? Because, already, she could imagine getting in deep with this guy.

She could barely breathe. “I don’t know.” Jenn winced at the cry in her voice. “I’m sorry. It’s just, I wasn’t expecting anything like this tonight. I…I’m turned on, yes, but I don’t know if I’m ready…if I want to…”

He covered her hand with his. “Why don’t you tell me about your experience with bondage?” He slid his hand up and shackled her wrist with his fingers again. “Was it so terrible that you resist it even when your body craves the binding?”

She looked away from him, staring into the shadows surrounding them. She did crave it. The security of the bondage. The freedom of letting go of the control she normally held onto with an iron grip. But she didn’t want to lose herself like she did before. Could she bring herself to admit her experiences with Rob?

He cupped her chin and turned her face so he could study her. “Talk to me, Jenn. What are you afraid of?”

“Losing myself,” she blurted.

“No, you should never be afraid of losing yourself. You’ll find yourself, Jenn, if you surrender to your needs.”

She shrugged and looked down at her hands clenched in her lap.

“What happened?” He stroked her hair, soothing her nerves. “Was it recent?” His voice hardened. 

“Did someone around here treat you badly?”

“No. It was back in college.”

He cursed. “A boy playing at being a Dom?”

“I guess. But then I guess I was playing at being a sub.” Neither one of them had really known what they were doing. But when it was right, it had been amazing.

“I’m sorry you didn’t have a good experience.” He kissed her softly. “So basically your body responded even though he didn’t treat you right?”

“He didn’t always treat me badly,” she said, but she shivered as she remembered being tied up and left for hours while he got drunk with his buddies. “I think the power trip got to him.”

“A Dom’s first consideration always should be his sub,” Scott told her. He grasped her shoulders with his strong hands. “I want to show you the way it should be. Let me show you how good it can be, Jenn. Give me the weekend.”

“The weekend?” Was he crazy? “I honestly don’t know if I want to try bondage again, not even tonight.” Although if her body had any say, they’d definitely be having sex tonight, and she probably wouldn’t complain if there were ropes involved.

“I can smell your arousal, Jenn. I know your body is aching for a taste of bondage again.” He ran his hand up her thigh, dragging the skirt of her dress up with it. “Let me show you the way a Master should treat his slave.”

Jenn licked her lips and couldn’t move, couldn’t speak. Did she want to be his slave, even for one night?

“Let’s try something,” he said softly, seductively. “If you don’t like it, I’ll walk away from you and never bother you again.” He leaned over her and took one wrist in each hand. “Put your hands behind your back and grasp the slats.”

She nodded and leaned forward slightly to let him guide her hands behind her. He curled her fingers around the wood. “Now close your eyes.”

Jenn glanced around them and didn’t see anyone else nearby. Darkness was falling around them. She looked up at Scott, he was already difficult to see except for that white shirt. What would it matter if she closed her eyes?

“Jenn,” he said in a tone that told her he didn’t like to repeat himself. “Close your eyes.”

She closed her eyes and held on tight.

Bound by Design is available now for only 99 cents!

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Natasha 

A Cowboy and a Lady

Over the next few weeks, I will be releasing several erotic romance titles that had been previously released through Ellora's Cave and Samhain Publishing, both of which have closed their doors. I've gotten the rights back to all of them and have been designing new covers and formatting them for re-release.

A Taste of Honey had been included in a Caveman anthology, Seasons of Seduction IV, back in 2007. Ten years ago! But this title was never released on its own. So now it's almost like a new release!

Blurb:

The cowboy and the lady

Cowboy Jake Manning is nursing a beer and a heart that’s been stomped into a million pieces when classy Shauna Montgomery asks him to dance. Jake knows better than to get involved with another sweet-smellin’ woman, but what the hell, it’s just a dance.

Shaunna had been planning a little revenge against the boyfriend who dumped her but the steamy dance floor seduction leaves both her and Jake hot and hurting. They end up at Jake’s place for a lesson in power, control and passion.  But they’ll have to get past their differences to learn to trust again.

Excerpt:

Shauna Montgomery wasn’t thinking about the fact that she was in the middle of a crowded dance floor as she sucked face with the sexiest cowboy on the face of the earth. She wasn’t thinking of that bastard Bobby and how she hoped his eyes were popping out of his head right about now.

She couldn’t think at all.

Her body was awash with sensations. The raw, musky scent of his skin. The heat of his body wrapped around her. The hardness of his arousal as it rubbed against the zipper of her jeans. The taste of beer and something else, something primal, as they tangled tongues.

She should have been embarrassed. She should have been horrified that she was rubbing her body up against a perfect stranger. In public yet. Letting his hands roam all over her. Wanting his hands on her.

The sensible switch in her brain must have been turned off. Her body was in control now.  She moaned and pressed even harder against him. Who was she kidding? No part of her was in control, she was simply reacting. Her body throbbed with desire. Her panties were wet. Her nipples prickled with need.

His cream-colored shirt was soft as she gathered the fabric in her fists. She wanted to pull him closer. Wanted to crawl inside him. What was it about this cowboy that made her feel more intensely than she ever had before?

They weren’t even pretending to be dancing anymore. His lips were bruising as they captured her mouth, feeding on her, drinking her in. His hands tangled with her hair and held her head in place. She grasped his muscular upper arms and held on tight.

Gradually, the kissing gentled. She wanted to cry when he slid his tongue out of her mouth, leaving it empty. He lightly brushed his lips over hers and she felt the smile that lifted his lips.

“You think that did the trick?”

“What?” The kiss really had turned her brain to mush.  She struggled to focus on his words. “What trick?”

His dark eyes sparkled with amusement. He probably thought it was funny that he’d kissed her senseless. No, not senseless. Her senses were on overload. Brainless. That’s what she was now. 

“Did we teach the jerk a lesson?”

The jerk? Oh. Bobby. She just nodded and stared at that lean, rugged face. Laugh lines were etched into his tan skin. What kind of idiot woman would dump this handsome cowboy?

He turned his head and the soft, brown cowboy hat shaded his face. Damn. “Looks like the band’s taking a break.”

Her brain started working again. The music wasn’t throbbing through the speakers any longer and the other dancers had returned to their seats, but they were still in a clinch in the middle of the dance floor. And somehow she’d ended up straddling one of his thighs. Now she felt a warm blush creep over her face. She slowly peeled herself away from him even as her body whimpered at the loss.

Through the buzz of arousal still running through her, she felt a burst of triumph. She didn’t have to look at Bobby to know he’d watched every stroke, every touch, every pulse of their bodies on the dance floor. She hoped he was hard and hurting and regretting the fact that he’d tossed her aside with complaints like she was too bossy and spoiled and lacking in sex appeal.

Ha. After one dance with the cowboy, she could tell Bobby a few things in which he was lacking.

Things this cowboy definitely wasn’t lacking. The guy had come to her rescue like a knight in faded denim. He’d held her in his arms as if she was something special. And acted as if she had tons of sex appeal.

Acted.

That’s right. Shauna couldn’t forget that this was all an act. Make believe. Put on for Bobby’s benefit. The cowboy was probably anxious to get rid of her now. She’d be sorry to see him walk away from her, but he’d done more than his part.

Shauna took a deep breath and pasted a wide smile on her face. “Thanks for the dance, cowboy.”

A Taste of Honey is only 99 cents and available now!

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I'll be posting each title here as it re-releases, so check back here or like my Facebook page to get updates if you enjoy steamy romances. 

Natasha

Another New Cover- Silken Canvas

If you've been following my posts here, you know that two of my publishers have closed their doors and I've received the right back to all my titles. I'm in the process of getting them ready to re-release and part of that process is getting new covers. And part of THAT process, was learning how to design covers myself.

If you like your romances on the steamy but still emotional side, and you didn't read it while it was available from Samhain, I'd like to recommend Silken Canvas.

Brendan Cole burst onto the art scene in a blaze, creating amazing works of art from beautiful women. Recently, though, reviews suggest that his brilliance is burning out. The tortured artist arranges a meeting with his ex-lover and muse, who’d walked out on him years before. He’s certain that they can once again create the breathtaking images that will silence the critics forever.

When Ashley Mancuso runs into Brendan at an art gallery, their attraction is as hot as ever. Though she swore to never again take second place to his art, she finds herself agreeing to an impromptu photo shoot. Once in front of his lens, five long years of suppressing her kinky side melts away—and shakes her resolve to keep it strictly business.

One spellbinding session after another makes it impossible to resist talking of fantasies and long-buried desires. But when pain and pleasure get all mixed up with reality, the fears and insecurities that drove them apart create a rift wide enough for danger to find its way in…

Here's the new cover:

And the new buy links :
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I have to admit this is one of my favorite titles (just don't tell my other books - they all think they're my favorite! lol)

Natasha
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He's Back!!!

Paolo Mancini is back! After Samhain Publishing closed its doors, all my titles with them became unavailable and I will slowly be re-releasing them all myself. The first project was to get new covers for the 5 Paolo's Playhouse stories, then get them formatted and back out into the world. I may have mentioned that I took a big leap and designed my own covers for the first time. After a lot of trial and error, I really like the way they turned out. If you didn't get a chance to read these sexy, emotional stories the first time around, you should give them a try!

Paolo’s Playhouse. A new playground for consenting adults. Playrooms for every interest or desire. Bring your own plaything or we can provide one for you. We’ll help your fantasies come to life.

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The first four are short, perfect to read just before bed. I wrote #5, Playing For Real, which is longer, after readers asked for more with Paolo and Julianne. If you haven't read them, I hope you'd like to give them a try. If you have read them, please consider leaving a review at your favorite spot. They mean so much.

While I'm working on a new project, I'll be getting the rest of my backlist ready to upload. I'll keep you informed here, but if you want to get a notification in your inbox, you can sign up for my mailing list here. 

Natasha

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Coming Soon - Bound to Submit

My very first release came out in October of 2007. (Wow! How time flies!) It was a Halloween Quickie titled Nothing to Fear. It was a fun, very short BDSM story and it got some great reviews. But because it was for a special call, it didn't get its own cover and because it was so short, I always felt that the story between the hero and heroine was just getting started.

Recently, I got the rights back to this story. I revised it, doubling the length of the story and delving more into the characters' relationship. I re-titled it Bound to Submit. I had a new cover made and I love it! Lacey Savage does all my indie covers. She's so talented!

Here was the original cover. Very Halloween.

And here is the new cover. Simple, but I think, very evocative.

Here's the blurb:

Mason’s dark good looks and dominating personality stirred up Kelly’s forbidden fantasies, frightening her so much that she broke up with him. When she agrees to help out at the community haunted house, she never expects to be tied to a bed, playing damsel in distress to Mason’s masked, whip-wielding villain.

Mason knows Kelly is fighting her sexual needs and he hopes that a few hours of playing out her fantasies with him will prove it to her. Bound and under his control, she can’t run away from him this time.

October is the perfect month to release Bound to Submit. The story still starts out in the haunted house, but it goes on to be so much more than that. I'm working now on getting it formatted and out to reviewers and vendors as soon as I can. Keep on the look-out for it. If you want to be updated on when it's released, you can join my mailing list.

Excerpt:

Kelly froze in the doorway as a tall masked man, dressed from head to toe in black, stepped away from the bed. A black hood covered his entire head except for holes for his eyes and mouth. The sleeveless black T-shirt clung to his sculpted chest and his muscled arms were tanned. Black pants and shoes completed the intimidating outfit.

Her heart pounded so loudly she couldn’t hear what Lisa was saying. “Dress? Did you say something about a dress?”

Lisa rolled her eyes. “You can change behind that screen in the corner. The dress is on the chair behind it.”

No way was she going to be taking off her clothes in the same room with…who was this masked man? This tall masked man dressed like a…a…

Kelly whipped around to look at Lisa. Wasn’t she supposed to be her friend? “What’s wrong with what I have on?”

“Jeans and sweatshirt don’t project the same damsel in distress image as a dress,” Lisa said, already walking toward the hallway, ignoring Kelly’s pleading look. “Gotta run. You and Mason can work everything else out.” She glanced at her watch. “You’ve got less than half an hour before the first group will be coming through. Be ready.” Then she was out the door, shutting it behind her.

How could Lisa have done this to her? She knew Kelly had broken things off with Mason. Of course, Kelly had never confessed why, but her best friend had to have known it would be awkward for the two of them to be shut up in this room together.

The slam of the door echoed in the silence. Kelly turned around slowly and looked up into the deep, dark eyes staring at her out of the mask. Of course, it was Mason. Hadn’t she known it the moment she stepped into the room? Her hands shook as she clasped them together in front of her.

Oh God, it was Mason.

He slid the mask off his head with one large hand. His eyes were what had first attracted her to him, and they were still like melted dark chocolate. His head was shaved as always, but there was a shadowy hint of hair on his head and an even darker trace along his jaw. The diamond stud in his ear twinkled beneath the light from the chandelier.

He looked so good. There was a part of her that still wanted to throw her arms around him. To feel his arms around her. His lips on her. His hands on her.

But he’d wanted more than she could give him.

In the near future, I'll be reissuing another story with bondage and reunited lovers, titled Bound to Surrender. But more about that later. Of course, you can sign up for my mailing list to make sure you don't miss out on any of my releases.

Natasha
The Cottage Next Door
Playing for Real
Her Royal Masquerade
Her Royal Bodyguard
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