Tuesday, 25 June 2013

Kidnapped & Disciplined Ebook Giveaway!




Yesterday my spanking Historical Regency Romance novel reached no. 32 in the top 100 Historical Romance chart on Amazon.co.uk.  It also made no. 40 in the top 100 Thrillers & Suspense as well as No. 41 in Romantic Suspense.  Yay!

To celebrate I will be giving two pdf ebook copies away on here.  The first two people to comment on the chapter one excerpt in the last post will be awarded a copy.

Thanks again for all of your support.  If you want to get a copy quick, here are the purchase links, Amazon.com and Amazon.co.uk .

Enjoy your day!


Monday, 24 June 2013

Fantastic amazon Success & News





Kidnapped & Disciplined has reached No. 39 in the top 100 Historical Romance Novels on Amazon.co.uk!  I have been in the chart next to one of my favourite Historical Romance novelists, Georgette Heyer.  Her novel, Devil's Cub, my favourite out of all her books inspired me to write.  I loved the handsome bad devil may care hero, Vidal.  Wow, I can't believe it.  Thank you to everyone who has bought the book.  If you haven't, check out the blurb and chapter one excerpt in the previous post.  The purchase links are Amazon.co.uk and Amazon.com .

I have also made a decision on the book I am writing next.  I am off and running on a paranormal romance involving a handsome book character who comes to life.  Will keep you informed.

Have a great day!

Saturday, 22 June 2013

Kidnapped & Disciplined Update & Writing News




My historical Regency spanking novel, Kidnapped & Disciplined is still doing really well on Amazon.  On Amazon.co.uk it has reached No. 43 in the top 100 Thrillers & Suspense category, No. 44 in Romantic Suspense and no. 54 in Historical Romance.  Woohoo!  I am especially pleased it is doing well in the UK where I live because no one has seemed interested in my writing there before. Lol.  If you haven't got a copy and want to check out the blurb and an excerpt from the first chapter, I will be posting them below together with purchase links.

I am still waiting to hear from my publisher regarding my medieval spanking romance containing elements of Bdsm.  As I said in a previous post it tells the story of a rogue knight formerly of King Arthur's Round Table and a damsel in distress whom he captures and holds at his castle.  Determined to tame her reckless nature for the sake of her protection he administers a healthy dose of spanking discipline until she learns to obey him.  I am attempting to find the right title for this novel.  My first suggestion is Kneeling Before Her Knight.  I will keep you posted.

Now that story is finished I am considering whether to write another erotic spanking romance or something else I love to write, a romantic thriller.  I have several of them coming out with my publisher, Noble Romance in the future.  They include Rescuing Rebecca, Protecting Isabel and a Victorian Vampire trilogy, The Swords Series, including Knight of Swords, Ace of Swords and The Hanged Man. I originally published The Swords Series under my name, Sara Curran-Ross with another publisher.  They are being updated.  Again, I will keep you posted on what I decide and when these other novels are due to come out.

Here are the purchase links, blurb and excerpt from Kidnapped & Disciplined.  Have a great weekend.


Amazon.com

Amazon.co.uk

Noble Romance

All Romance Ebooks




Kidnapped & Disciplined Blurb



PLEASE NOTE THIS NOVEL INCLUDES EROTICA, DOMESTIC DISCIPLINE AND SPANKING.

Lady Dashwood is kidnapped on horseback by the wickedly handsome Lord Ramsay. Her kidnapper means to hold Pamela for ransom to force her brother into returning Ramsay’s infirm sister, whom he tricked into marriage.

If Andrew does not return Lord Ramsay’s sister, then Pamela will be given to the scandalous Lord Simon in a bride sale for revenge.

Unexpectedly, Lord Ramsay finds himself determined to possess the feisty, beautiful heiress.  But Pamela is defiant and equally determined to quench her burning desire for her abductor.

Unaccustomed to not having his way, Lord Ramsay administers a healthy dose of bare-bottom spanking to his charge and discovers she is more than willing to submit to his mastery.




Excerpt



Chapter One

 

North of London, 5th December, 1812

Our pursuers were gaining on us. I feared for our lives as our carriage swayed from side to side. The coachman did his best to outrun them. I held on to the side and prayed we would be delivered from the danger of the highway robbers. I did not hold much hope for their civility with two women travelling alone in the afternoon as the winter sun was lowering in the sky. My companion Rosalind began to cry. She clutched at me, burying her head against my shoulder. I put my arm around her and held her tight, as much for my own comfort as for her own.

But we were not to escape. Hearing the gallop of a horse, I strained to look out of the carriage window. A young gentleman of birth rode past the window. I viewed him with reproof, but he smiled wickedly at me. My temper overwhelmed my fear and with good cause I may add.

I heard the sound of other horses, and the carriage slowed down. I could hear shouting, and then we came to an abrupt stop. Rosalind let out a sob. I urged her to be quiet and pressed myself back in my seat, setting my mind upon an escape should I be able to find the means. Perhaps the ruffians would steal our belongings and have nothing to do with us. But I was being foolish. I would just have to face the thieves with courage.

I heard the coachman and the boy who travelled on top with him do their best to protect us. They shouted and struggled with the men, but, when pistols were aimed at them, the coachman and boy were forced to halt their valiant fight and accept their defeat. Rosalind sobbed loudly, and none of my robust entreaties for her to stop snivelling bore any success. One of the men dismounted his horse. When I moved towards the door to alight and confront our pursuers, Rosalind pleaded with me to stay still. I decided not to distress her any further for fear she would be the cause of injury to herself with the ruffians. My heart pounded and ached as footsteps approached the carriage door.

A handsome face appeared at the window to command my attention.

"Lady Pamela Dashwood, I presume."

The young man who had passed the carriage earlier opened the door. I could not help feeling both surprise and concern that he already knew my name and title. I grew suspicious. He had more than highway robbery on his mind, and I was to be singled out for some crime. I had heard of young men capturing heiresses like myself and forcing them into marriage for their wealth. I was determined this would not happen to me.

"And who asks for me, sir?"

"Lord Peter Ramsay, at your service, Lady Dashwood."

I widened my eyes, watching him tilt his hat in mock service. He opened the carriage door without further haste and offered me his hand.

"Now, please allow me to help you from the carriage, madam."

"No, I will not, sir. What is the meaning of this? Why have you run down my carriage and frightened my companion? What do you want?"

Dismayed I had raised my voice with sudden trembling anger, I held Rosalind even tighter.

Lord Ramsay gave an impatient sigh.

"So many questions, Lady Dashwood. I will answer them all when you remove yourself from the carriage. Please take my hand and let me help you and your companion to alight."

The stranger possessed a soft, velvet voice, deep with firm masculine command. I felt his words subdue and counsel my urge to disobedience. Alarmed he should have such power over me, I fought back.

"No."

I made sure my tone was forceful, although it probably served me no good in the situation. Still, I am a stubborn girl, and I would not show him any fear.

"Madam." Lord Ramsay's voice rose an octave, but still he maintained an effort to be civil despite his threat. "If you do not alight, I will remove you myself and throw you over my knee and give you a good sound spanking on your bare bottom. Am I understood?"

"Really, I . . . ."

"Do as I instruct, or I will be forced to act."

His sternness left me in no doubt he meant to carry out his threat.

I simply stared at him, stunned he would dare speak his intention to inflict such a scandalous punishment upon me,  never mind employ it.

The stranger gave me a dark look. To my surprise, I could not stop myself from catching my breath. His threatening appearance was deeply attractive. Leaning into the carriage, he reached for my waist, circling it firmly in his grip. There was to be no escape. Forced to release the sobbing Rosalind, I quickly found myself outside the carriage. He towered above me in height, making my small stature a clear disadvantage, but I would not be deterred, and I continued to berate him for his actions. Lord Ramsay shook his head and was quick in bending his legs to pull me up over his strong, broad shoulder. I struggled, fiercely outraged at the vulnerable position in which he now placed me.

"I will do as you ask. There is no need for violence. Put me down Lord Ramsay."

But he was to ignore me. He carried my struggling form around the carriage, much to the great amusement of the five men who accompanied him on horseback. Three of them remained on their horses, aiming pistols at the coachman and young boy. Lord Ramsay was to take me from the road into the woods. Afraid for my life and virtue, I begged him not to hurt me.

"Hush, little one. I mean no harm other than to discipline you with a spanking. You may even like it." He chuckled.

"No, I will not allow you to spank me, sir," I insisted, but I knew inwardly the man could scarcely be entreated to manners after stopping my carriage like a highwayman. Perhaps he was one.

Lord Ramsay suddenly stopped.

"Yes, this will do well."

I found myself lowered to the ground but still held firmly by the arm. I gave a startled gasp at the speed with which he sat down upon a tree stump and pulled my arm to force me bent over his knee. The man wasted no time in lifting my thin muslin dress up around my waist. His movements were gentle but methodical. He carefully pulled my drawers down to my knees to expose my bottom to the chilly early December air. I had not been spanked since I was a child and did not wish to experience it again. I was no longer an errant child, but Lord Ramsay appeared to think otherwise. I renewed my struggles with vigour when I felt his large male palm softly settle on one of my naked buttocks. His response was swift. He pushed his other palm into my back with enough strength to hold me still and keep me down whilst his leg trapped my own. I was held fast. His hand caressed my bottom tenderly.

"Such a beautiful, fleshy, and well-shaped bottom." His voice was a low, soft, velvet caress, easing my fear and lulling me into a false sense of security. "I have not seen one like it on a woman for a while. I am looking forward to watching it quiver and jump when I strike it. A healthy blush of pink from a good hard spanking will enhance its beauty."
I was about to open my mouth and protest, but out of the corner of my eye I saw him raise his hand high. Tensing with anticipation, I shut my eyes tight, awaiting the sting of his hand across my bare, vulnerable buttocks. He was not to disappoint me. I shrieked with the shock of such burning pain. I did indeed feel my bottom jump and quiver with each strike of his firm, disciplining hand.




Wednesday, 19 June 2013

More Great Amazon Success





Just wanted to say thanks again to all those buying Kidnapped & Disciplined!  I am having more Amazon success.  In the UK where I live I have made No. 52 in the top 100 novels for Romantic Suspense, No. 53 in Thrillers & Suspense and No. 80 in Historical Romance.  Yay!

If you haven't got a copy check out the blurb and excerpt in previous posts on this blog.

And, if you fancy buying a copy, here are the purchase links, Amazon.com and Amazon.co.uk .

I have just finished my new erotic historical Medieval novel and submitted it to my publisher.  I will keep you advised of a publication date.

Thanks again.  Have a great day!




Monday, 17 June 2013

Amazon Success!




Just to let you know Kidnapped & Disciplined reached no. 94 in the top 100 Historical novels on Amazon.com as well as no.96 in the top 100 Historical novels.  Woohoo!!!  Thanks to all who bought it.  I hope you enjoyed reading it.  Again, if you haven't got a copy and you want one, here are the purchase links Amazon.com and Amazon.co.uk .  The Blurb and an excerpt from the book can be read in previous posts on this blog.

I am going to be finishing up my hot Medieval spanking novel today.  It  involves a former knight of King Arthur's round table keen on leashing and disciplining his wayward captured Damsel in Distress.  Keep watching my blog for publication details, blurb and excerpt.


Enjoy your day!

Sunday, 16 June 2013

Author Page on Amazon.com





Sales are going really well for Kidnapped & Disciplined.  Last time I looked my sales rank was 2,251 on Amazon.com.  I am hovering just outside the Erotica Top 100 and really hope I make it.  Fingers crossed.  I had so much fun writing this novel and I hope you are enjoying it.  Thanks to everyone who has bought the book.

I now have a author page on Amazon.com.  Please check it out at Author Page Amazon.com  .

If you haven't got a copy please check out the blurb and excerpt on previous posts.

Purchase links are Amazon.com , Amazon.co.uk .

Enjoy your Sunday.




If you haven


Friday, 14 June 2013

New Project




First of all I just want to say thanks to all those who have bought Kidnapped & Disciplined.  Sales are going really well on Amazon.com.

I am busy finishing up a new project involving another erotic historical novel.  This time the setting is Medieval.  It involves a Knight, previously of King Arthur's Round Table disciplining and pleasuring his captured Damsel in Distress.  I will keep you updated on publication status.

In the meantime,  if you haven't got a copy of Kidnapped & Disciplined or my contemporary erotic novel with an element of mystery and suspense, Conquering Sabrina, check out the excerpts on  previous posts.  Here is the blurb for Kidnapped & Disciplined.


Kidnapped & Disciplined

LADY DASHWOOD IS KIDNAPPED ON HORSEBACK BY THE WICKEDLY HANDSOME LORD RAMSAY.  HER KIDNAPPER MEANS TO HOLD PAMELA TO RANSOM TO FORCE HER BROTHER INTO RETURNING RAMSAY’S INFIRM SISTER, WHOM HE TRICKED INTO MARRIAGE.

 
IF ANDREW DOES NOT RETURN LORD RAMSAY’S SISTER THEN PAMELA WILL BE GIVEN TO THE SCANDALOUS LORD SIMON IN A BRIDE SALE FOR REVENGE.

 
UNEXPECTEDLY, LORD RAMSAY FINDS HIMSELF DETERMINED TO POSSESS THE FEISTY BEAUTIFUL HEIRESS HE HOLDS CAPTIVE.  BUT PAMELA IS DEFIANT AND EQUALLY DETERMINED TO QUENCH HER BURNING DESIRE FOR HER KIDNAPPER.

 
UNACCUSTOMED TO NOT HAVING HIS WAY, LORD RAMSAY ADMINISTERS A HEALTHY DOSE OF SPANKING TO HIS CHARGE AND DISCOVERS SHE IS MORE THAN WILLING TO SUBMIT TO HIS MASTERY.

 
LORD RAMSAY ATTEMPTS TO RESOLVE HIS DISPUTE WITH ANDREW AND PROTECT PAMELA FROM AN IMPATIENT LORD SIMON RESOLVED TO FORCE HER INTO HIS OWN BED.

PLEASE NOTE THIS NOVEL CONTAINS SPANKING.  IF THIS OFFENDS YOU PLEASE DO NOT BUY IT. 

The purchase links are Amazon.com , Noble Romance and Amazon.co.uk .



Conquering Sabrina








Blurb


Sabrina has built a new life for herself as a respected historian in the ten years since she woke up in a London hospital badly beaten and with no memory of her identity or her past. When her work takes her to the historic French chateau of a wealthy, powerful man by the name of Raoul Valoire, however, her new life begins to unravel without warning.

It starts with dreams-or are they memories-of a life with Raoul. But these dreams don't show any life that the proud, independent Sabrina would ever have imagined for herself. They reveal a young woman deeply in love, but they also reveal a husband willing to strip his feisty wife naked and spank her. Worse, they show a wife who, as much as she may fight it at first, ultimately submits to her husband's firm discipline and fierce lovemaking.

In spite of the dreams, most of Sabrina's memories still fail to return, even after Raoul informs her that she was indeed his wife until she disappeared ten years ago, and tells her that he has searched for her and longed for her return every day since. Confused and in need of space, Sabrina prepares to flee the chateau, but Raoul makes it clear in no uncertain terms that he will not lose her again, even if that means using his power and connections, and if necessary his firm hand applied to her bare bottom, to keep her by his side.

Even as she fights against his control over her, Sabrina feels something kindling inside her again, and her fury at Raoul is mixed with a burning desire to be his once more. Soon, though, memories of her kidnapping ten years ago begin to resurface, and the shadow of the past threatens to consume them both. It will take more than the dying embers of romance to keep Sabrina and Raoul from being torn apart again-it will take the rebirth of a fiery and passionate love.

Publisher's Note: Conquering Sabrina is an erotic novel that includes spankings, anal play, exhibitionism, graphic sexual scenes including lesbian play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.




You can read an excerpt from this novel in a previous post.  Purchase links are Amazon.com , Blushing Books , Kobo , Amazon.co.uk .

 

Sunday, 9 June 2013

Kidnapped & Disciplined Now Available on Amazon UK!





Just o let you now that Kidapped & Disciplined is now available on Amazon UK.  Please check out the blurb and an excerpt in the previous post.  If you want to buy the link is Amazon.co.uk .
Enjoy the rest of your weekend.



Sara



Friday, 7 June 2013

Kidnapped & Disciplined Published Today!




My new erotic Regency novel, Kidnapped & Disciplined has been published by Noble Romance Publishing today.  It's theme is abuction and spanking!  I have included the blurb and an an excerpt below.  Enjoy.  You can buy it at Amazon.com and at Noble Romance .


PLEASE NOTE THIS NOVEL INCLUDES EROTICA, DOMESTIC DISCIPLINE AND SPANKING.

Kidnapped & Disciplined  Blurb

Lady Dashwood is kidnapped on horseback by the wickedly handsome Lord Ramsay. Her kidnapper means to hold Pamela for ransom to force her brother into returning Ramsay’s infirm sister, whom he tricked into marriage.
If Andrew does not return Lord Ramsay’s sister, then Pamela will be given to the scandalous Lord Simon in a bride sale for revenge.
Unexpectedly,Lord Ramsay finds himself determined to possess the feisty, beautiful heiress.But Pamela is defiant and equally determined to quench her burning desire for her abductor.
Unaccustomed to not having his way, Lord Ramsay administers a healthy dose of bare-bottom spanking to his charge and discovers she is more than willing to submit to his mastery.




Excerpt



Chapter One

 

North of London, 5th December, 1812

Our pursuers were gaining on us. I feared for our lives as our carriage swayed from side to side. The coachman did his best to outrun them. I held on to the side and prayed we would be delivered from the danger of the highway robbers. I did not hold much hope for their civility with two women travelling alone in the afternoon as the winter sun was lowering in the sky. My companion Rosalind began to cry. She clutched at me, burying her head against my shoulder. I put my arm around her and held her tight, as much for my own comfort as for her own.

But we were not to escape. Hearing the gallop of a horse, I strained to look out of the carriage window. A young gentleman of birth rode past the window. I viewed him with reproof, but he smiled wickedly at me. My temper overwhelmed my fear and with good cause I may add.

I heard the sound of other horses, and the carriage slowed down. I could hear shouting, and then we came to an abrupt stop. Rosalind let out a sob. I urged her to be quiet and pressed myself back in my seat, setting my mind upon an escape should I be able to find the means. Perhaps the ruffians would steal our belongings and have nothing to do with us. But I was being foolish. I would just have to face the thieves with courage.

I heard the coachman and the boy who travelled on top with him do their best to protect us. They shouted and struggled with the men, but, when pistols were aimed at them, the coachman and boy were forced to halt their valiant fight and accept their defeat. Rosalind sobbed loudly, and none of my robust entreaties for her to stop snivelling bore any success. One of the men dismounted his horse. When I moved towards the door to alight and confront our pursuers, Rosalind pleaded with me to stay still. I decided not to distress her any further for fear she would be the cause of injury to herself with the ruffians. My heart pounded and ached as footsteps approached the carriage door.

A handsome face appeared at the window to command my attention.

"Lady Pamela Dashwood, I presume."

The young man who had passed the carriage earlier opened the door. I could not help feeling both surprise and concern that he already knew my name and title. I grew suspicious. He had more than highway robbery on his mind, and I was to be singled out for some crime. I had heard of young men capturing heiresses like myself and forcing them into marriage for their wealth. I was determined this would not happen to me.

"And who asks for me, sir?"

"Lord Peter Ramsay, at your service, Lady Dashwood."

I widened my eyes, watching him tilt his hat in mock service. He opened the carriage door without further haste and offered me his hand.

"Now, please allow me to help you from the carriage, madam."

"No, I will not, sir. What is the meaning of this? Why have you run down my carriage and frightened my companion? What do you want?"

Dismayed I had raised my voice with sudden trembling anger, I held Rosalind even tighter.

Lord Ramsay gave an impatient sigh.

"So many questions, Lady Dashwood. I will answer them all when you remove yourself from the carriage. Please take my hand and let me help you and your companion to alight."

The stranger possessed a soft, velvet voice, deep with firm masculine command. I felt his words subdue and counsel my urge to disobedience. Alarmed he should have such power over me, I fought back.

"No."

I made sure my tone was forceful, although it probably served me no good in the situation. Still, I am a stubborn girl, and I would not show him any fear.

"Madam." Lord Ramsay's voice rose an octave, but still he maintained an effort to be civil despite his threat. "If you do not alight, I will remove you myself and throw you over my knee and give you a good sound spanking on your bare bottom. Am I understood?"

"Really, I . . . ."

"Do as I instruct, or I will be forced to act."

His sternness left me in no doubt he meant to carry out his threat.

I simply stared at him, stunned he would dare speak his intention to inflict such a scandalous punishment upon me,  never mind employ it.

The stranger gave me a dark look. To my surprise, I could not stop myself from catching my breath. His threatening appearance was deeply attractive. Leaning into the carriage, he reached for my waist, circling it firmly in his grip. There was to be no escape. Forced to release the sobbing Rosalind, I quickly found myself outside the carriage. He towered above me in height, making my small stature a clear disadvantage, but I would not be deterred, and I continued to berate him for his actions. Lord Ramsay shook his head and was quick in bending his legs to pull me up over his strong, broad shoulder. I struggled, fiercely outraged at the vulnerable position in which he now placed me.

"I will do as you ask. There is no need for violence. Put me down Lord Ramsay."

But he was to ignore me. He carried my struggling form around the carriage, much to the great amusement of the five men who accompanied him on horseback. Three of them remained on their horses, aiming pistols at the coachman and young boy. Lord Ramsay was to take me from the road into the woods. Afraid for my life and virtue, I begged him not to hurt me.

"Hush, little one. I mean no harm other than to discipline you with a spanking. You may even like it." He chuckled.

"No, I will not allow you to spank me, sir," I insisted, but I knew inwardly the man could scarcely be entreated to manners after stopping my carriage like a highwayman. Perhaps he was one.

Lord Ramsay suddenly stopped.

"Yes, this will do well."

I found myself lowered to the ground but still held firmly by the arm. I gave a startled gasp at the speed with which he sat down upon a tree stump and pulled my arm to force me bent over his knee. The man wasted no time in lifting my thin muslin dress up around my waist. His movements were gentle but methodical. He carefully pulled my drawers down to my knees to expose my bottom to the chilly early December air. I had not been spanked since I was a child and did not wish to experience it again. I was no longer an errant child, but Lord Ramsay appeared to think otherwise. I renewed my struggles with vigour when I felt his large male palm softly settle on one of my naked buttocks. His response was swift. He pushed his other palm into my back with enough strength to hold me still and keep me down whilst his leg trapped my own. I was held fast. His hand caressed my bottom tenderly.

"Such a beautiful, fleshy, and well-shaped bottom." His voice was a low, soft, velvet caress, easing my fear and lulling me into a false sense of security. "I have not seen one like it on a woman for a while. I am looking forward to watching it quiver and jump when I strike it. A healthy blush of pink from a good hard spanking will enhance its beauty."
I was about to open my mouth and protest, but out of the corner of my eye I saw him raise his hand high. Tensing with anticipation, I shut my eyes tight, awaiting the sting of his hand across my bare, vulnerable buttocks. He was not to disappoint me. I shrieked with the shock of such burning pain. I did indeed feel my bottom jump and quiver with each strike of his firm, disciplining hand.