11.20.2013

Book Promotion/Giveaway ~ Alex's Angel by Natasha Blackthorne

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Now if you follow me, you know I love Natasha Blackthorne's books...I love her writing style. And I will tell you, the woman pulled me back into reading historical romances. They just weren't your norm..and of course, youi know...I liked that!

So I am honored to present you the new cover of Alex's Angel, it's re-edited too. Natasha is also offering a $10 Amazon gift card. I say read it lovlies. It's GOOD *in my deep sexxy voice*.



Erotic Romance ~ Georgian Historical Set in USA ~ Novel Length 100,000+ words

Alex’s Angel
Wild, Wicked and Wanton Series Book Three

He needs her to believe in him a lot more than she needs his protection...

In the wake of a devastating epidemic, sheltered Emily Eliot finds herself alone, making her own decisions for the first time. When desperation leads her to sell her virtue, she walks straight into trouble.

Enter one gorgeous, golden haired gentleman bent on protecting her.

Alexander Dalton came to the Blue Duck Tavern seeking to lose himself in sexual pleasure. But when he saw the delicate and vulnerable young woman, he couldn't turn away.

Emily is alarmed by her own intense responses as this charismatic and carnal man introduces her to erotic pleasure. Having lived as a virtual prisoner of her grandmother's suffocating manipulation, Emily bridles under Alex's possessive, protectiveness. And Alex's charming smile hides a dark secret that could destroy their chance at happiness.

Will their passion burn them up or bring them together?

Reader Advisory: Alex's Angel is the prequel to Emily's Seduction. Alex's Angel is an erotic/hot historical romance and contains graphic language and explicit sex scenes. It also features sensual spanking and light bondage.

*** Previously published by Totally Bound Publishing (formerly Total-e-Bound Publishing). This second edition has been deepened and fully re-edited.


Excerpt from Alex’s Angel
Wild, Wicked and Wanton Series Book Three
©Copyright Natasha Blackthorne 2013, 2012
By reading any further, you are stating that you are 18 years of age, or over. If you are under the age of 18, it is necessary to exit this post.


“Good God.” Alex’s deep voice echoed off the buildings in the alleyway.
She turned and sat up as he appeared. She’d never been happier to see anyone, and as he approached, a smile split her face so broadly it made her jaw hurt.
He helped her up and stood there giving her a steady stare. Then he jerked the edges of her cloak together. “What’s this about?”
The angry edge to his voice should have intimidated her but instead it sent the most disconcerting thrills through her—half fear, half anticipation. He seemed to loom over her, a taller, broader-shouldered shadow than Green. But he wasn’t wearing his hat and moonlight made his hair glow like gold and accentuated every perfect line and angle of his face. He was the very image of the ideal knight. A protector.
With his earlier eagerness to fight in mind, she had no doubt he would call Green out over pistols for something like this. She never wanted to be the cause of danger to anyone, especially not the gentleman who’d just saved her twice in one night.
“I slipped,” she lied.
“I could see that.” His tone was dry. “My question is, why did you run from me?”
“I…” Her brain froze at the hardness in his eyes.
He took her by the shoulders and gave her a little shake. “Damn it, girl, this is Hell City. You should know better than to go traipsing through dark alleyways. I ought to haul you back to my carriage and drag you over my knee.”
She didn’t care for his presumptive, authoritative tone. Yes, he’d just rescued her, but it didn’t give him the right to speak to her like that. Yet the image his words conjured up sent tingling warmth twisting through her core. A strange elation followed, the oddest sort of anticipation. She took a deep breath, then blew it out like a plume of smoke in the chilly air.
“You wouldn’t dare.”
“Wouldn’t I?” His gaze pierced into hers as the wind gusted and howled.
Cold bit through her woolen cloak, and the silk gown and its attendant muslin undergarments provided no protection whatsoever. She shivered and hugged her upper arms.
Cursing softly, he pulled off his greatcoat and laid it over her shoulders, the heavy weight of it exuding heat from his body.
Before she could drag the edges together, he put his hands on her waist and jerked her to him. Once again, his scent of sandalwood and clean masculinity permeated her senses, and being held to his hard-muscled abdomen and thighs was every bit as thrilling as she’d imagined earlier.
“The moment I saw you peering into the window at the Blue Duck, I knew you were going to be pure trouble.”
“Then I’m surprised you bothered to save me from Green,” she said, trying to make her tone light.
His eyes darkened and glittered. “Maybe I like trouble.”
He grasped the back of her neck with one hand, brushing her sore, bruised flesh. But it didn’t matter. There was pleasure in the pain. He bent his head and she held her breath. His lips descended on hers, slanting over them with hard determination. He twisted his hand in her hair, sending flickers of fiery pleasure-pain through her head and down her neck as he moved her head to another angle. He traced the seam of her lips with his tongue.
Her heart pounded and the back of her gullet went dry, for she knew what he wanted.
John had kissed her like this last New Year’s Eve, when he had been quite drunk. He’d caught her alone in the corridor of the boarding house. He’d crushed her into a corner, his hand upon the angle of her jaw, forcing her mouth open for his sloppy, sodden tongue, his whiskey-scented breath gagging her…
But this felt very different.
Alex’s tongue slid over her lips like warm satin, sending spirals of delight sparking right down through her center to her very toes. Making her want to open for him.
With a cry, she parted her lips and he swept inside, all wet, wonderful and warm—flavored with a hint of the wine they’d shared, along with something else. Something spicy and exciting and all together singularly him.
He caressed her tongue with delicate strokes, each brush teasing her, making her crave a deeper taste of him. Her knees went weak and she sagged against him, moving her hands up to clasp his shoulders and cling. His scent intoxicated her. His touch surrounded her.
She’d never forget his taste, his scent, his feel. Never.
He put his hand under her cloak and flirted his fingertips over her bodice, touching nipples hardened by both cold and arousal. At the delicious sensation, she gasped.
Light headed, she opened her eyes and looked up. The sky seemed to loom closer than it ever had before. Surely thousands of stars twinkled above in the inky blackness.
His touch grew harsher, impatient, commanding her attention back from the heavens. He pulled her bodice down until his hand grazed over her bare, erect nipples—his palm was not smooth as she had guessed it would be, but rough, as if he was used to doing some labor with his hands. The texture only increased the sensation.
On a soft moan, she closed her eyes.
He groaned and deepened his kiss, sweeping his tongue between her lip and her lower teeth, touching on areas that were sore from her fall onto the table in the Blue Duck.
It didn’t matter.
Even the pain of his tongue on the bruised portions of her mouth became a strange sort of pleasure.
If only this would never stop—
Discordant singing broke the spell. He lifted his head and she pulled away and took several gulps of crisp, cold air into her lungs while she turned her head in the direction of the singing. An elderly beggar woman had wandered into the alleyway and was sifting through the rubble.
Alex’s gaze flickered to the woman and he pulled Emily behind the abandoned carriage. Then he jerked her back to him, moving his hands down to cup her buttocks and press her hips tightly to his.
There was something between them. Something so hard and throbbing that its heat penetrated even through her gown and two petticoats. His maleness. She gasped and glanced up at him. His eyes were like periwinkle fire now.
“I want you.” His whispered growl echoed in her belly.
He sounded so aggressive, so animal. It shocked her. Even more shocking was her own reaction. The aching, empty sensation in her core. The flood of wetness over her inner lips and down her thighs. The utter paralysis of her limbs. Her reaction was like a drug in her body, getting stronger with each beat of her pounding heart.
She was his. His to do with as he wished.
The very vulnerability of the notion increased her craving for him, for his touch, his kisses.
“Have you ever been fucked in an alleyway?” He rocked his hips against hers.
The word—not to mention the meaning of his sentence—should have shocked her. But instead it sent a surge of heated hunger racing through her blood.



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31 comments:

  1. Thank you for hosting Echoes on your sexy blog :)

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  2. You're welcome Charlene...it was my pleasure :)

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  3. The book looks really interesting! Thanks!

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  4. Girl, I am not historical at all :/ but I do like the cover. I've read maybe like two or three historical romances, lol. we'll see how this goes :P Thanks for sharing Sharonda!

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  5. you have to read Natasha's work...she will change your attitude :)


    ya welcome! thanks for stopping through Neyra

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  6. Well honey you know I love historical romance, and I have read some pretty steamy historical but not an erotic one..I think we need to remedy that. This sounds delightful.

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  7. I love the idea of soul mates, and after almost 26 years I married mine. This sounds interesting and I like the paranormal elements. Thanks for sharing Sharonda!

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  8. lol I'll be honest, I'm not normally a fan of historical romance, but this one sounds interesting. Thanks Sexy!

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  9. that sounds like a nice plot! :) I love finding new authors :) maybe this book will be what brings me out of my historical reading slump

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  10. i love the cover, it's gorgeous and the excerpt was wonderful. i can hardly wait to see what happens with these two next. :)

    tammy ramey
    trvlagnt1t@yahoo.com

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  11. cool Kim...you have to let me know that you think of it once your read...I don't think you will be disappointed at all :)

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  12. it is...I personally think Natasha just has a way about her stories. The girl can write her way arounda HR...maybe its that degree in history...


    ur welcome!

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  13. it will...trust me, it brought me out of mines :)

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  14. awww...you made me tear up Kim. I wish I could meet mine :) you are so very welcome!

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  15. Oh you know I love my historicals. *girly sigh* I'm glad I finally read her this month. It was so good. Not to just get it reviewed!

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  16. Gotta say... I'm liking her name. LOL Haven't seen this one before. Will give it a go :)

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  17. Good Morning, I love historical novel. They are a great escape. This one looks really good!

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  18. I am almost finished reading. I'll be up until 4am. Oh well, I'm a night owl.

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  19. love to win Chris dehart cdehart1985 at live dot com

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  20. Looking forward to reading the rest of the book

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  21. Is it odd that I LOVE her gloves on the cover? Stunning!

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  22. I love the Wild, Wicked and Wanton series! And I love the cover, so great! Congrats on the release and thanks for the giveaway!

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  23. I love Natasha's books and she never fails to intrigue me with her stories! I love that even if you'd read excerpts like the one you posted that the story is still going to surprise and delight you! I loved the first two books in her Wild, Wcked and Wanton Series and I can't wait to read Alex's Angel

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  24. Love Historical Romance and the blurb sounds nice!

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  25. Thanks so much for the chance to win...
    More hot books to add to my wish list...

    caiidynsmommie at gmail dot com

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  26. Ooh, I do like the sound of Alex's Angel - I do love historical novels! Lovely, tantalising excerpt! Thanks for the chance to win!

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