New Release: Unorthodox Union by Lilah E. Noir #erotic #romance #lilahenoir #releaseblitz #bdsm


Title: Unorthodox Union

Series: The Unorthodox Trilogy, Book #3

Author: Lilah E. Noir

Release Date: December 15th, 2018

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No other woman could understand me like you. We know all we’ve been through, Lina, and I remember every scar on your body and soul.

We were together in the darkest pits of hell.
He cleansed me through the cruelty of pain and led me to my bliss.
I’m exactly where I belong.
A leader in the boardroom and a purring submissive for Thomas.
When the right chance comes along… do we dare reach for the stars?

I have the woman of my dreams and a chance for a new beginning.
Lina faced all of me, my dark, ugly and violent sides, yet she chose to stay.
She restored my lost balance and helped me find peace with who I am.
I’ve never been so happy… and that’s what scares me the most.
After all we have been through, can we have it all?

WARNING! This book is intended for mature audiences. It’s an intense love story and hot erotic romance with BDSM scenes. It also contains scenes of violence and rough language. If you have any triggers related to it I’d suggest that you don’t buy that book. The book is part 3 of the Unorthodox Trilogy and can’t be read as a standalone. All the characters are over 18 years old.



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Smart. Mature. Sophisticated. Out of his league.
She was the forbidden fruit and his heart’s desire.

Young. Plucky. Ambitious. The last man you’d call a Dom.
He was all she never knew she needed.

After seven years of pent-up longing Thomas Jett challenges Lina Riley’s one crippling weakness. All bets are off when she surrenders to his discipline in the hope he’d set her free from her addiction. He introduces her to the deviant world of delicious torture and intense pleasure. Every time she kneels at his feet their connection grows stronger.

That intense bond pushes them past their limits and threatens to destroy their sanity.

Can Thomas get over his inner demons and be the man and Dom Lina craves?
Will Lina learn to trust him and her own desires?

Find out what will come of their unorthodox romance in this deluxe boxed set.
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“You know, it makes me really happy that you’re open to the idea of a family with me. I haven’t thought about it yet but that’s not my top priority. I don’t think it’s yours either?”
“No…” Lina breathed in. I could tell she was about to fall down the rabbit hole of anxiety if I didn’t stop her. “I’m not even sure I’m fit to be a mother. I mean, neither of us grew up in a normal family environment. Do we know how to make it work? It’s too early, but what if at some point you decide you want children but I’m no longer fit to bear them and…”
“Shh…” I kissed her again. “You’re getting a little ahead of yourself, aren’t you?”
“You’re right, I’m sorry.” She curled her arms around my neck and moved a little closer. Good thing we’d had this insane sex romp in the afternoon that had left me exhausted. I could never have such a serious conversation with a sexy woman in a bathtub, with her curves pressed up against me. “I want everything to be perfect. We both know that never happens.”
“My sexy little control freak.” I teased her and she slapped my back. It was so cute when she got a little angry. “Listen now. First, I’m not the type to get together with a woman because of her fertility. We’ll work something out if at some point we decide to have kids and we have problems. That can only happen if we’re a solid couple. Second, my mother had me when she was forty-one and I turned out pretty awesome, didn’t I?”
“And so humble.” Lina laughed and pressed her forehead against mine.
“So, you don’t have to worry about that. We have a long road ahead of us before we begin to think of marriage, let alone children. Okay?”
I still hadn’t given her the red collar… It was really stupid but I wanted to find the perfect moment. Collaring a submissive was a pretty big deal to me, even more important than marriage, and I didn’t take it lightly.
“Yes?” she asked.
“Well… When we were separated I was resigned to never being with you again. Now that we have a second chance I can’t get enough of you.” My admission came off creepier than I intended. “We only see each other on the weekends and we usually end up compensating for that by having sex like horny rabbits from hell. Before I know it, you have to go and I won’t see you until next weekend.”
“Oh…” Her voice was laced with surprise. “You make a good point. I haven’t thought about it that way.”
“I don’t want us to be only a kinky couple whose entire relationship revolves around sex. I’ve seen such people in the lifestyle. They grow apart when the buzz of the sexual thrill fades. It’s painful when it all goes down in flames.” I bit my tongue and rested my hands on her shoulders. “We need to strike a balance and the best way is if we spend more time together.”


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“Don’t move,” I said in a quiet, firm voice and picked up the camera. When I’d adjusted the lens, I took a few steps back so I could take a shot of her whole body. The camera flash struck her, illuminating her face, contorted with the stimulation and her light grasp on mental control.
I took a few shots of her down on her knees with the pearls around her neck. Lina didn’t react and kept her stance. Only her fingers were trembling when I stepped closer to catch her emotional expression. I smiled down at her, lifted the camera with my free hand, and aimed it at her face, focusing on her eyes and all that submission and need in her beautiful gaze.
It was addictive to record all of that painful arousal etched on her features. I went down on my knees and brought the lens closer to her inner thighs to shoot the glistening liquid pouring out of her. Quiet sobs caressed my ears while the sweet and pungent fragrance between her hot thighs urged me to lick her, taste her, have a full cup of pleasure.
The more pictures I took, the more tangible the fragrance of her horny cunt grew—a thick, delicious bouquet. As soon as I lowered the camera between those wide-open thighs, the sight of her clit took my breath away. Large, pink and wet from her nectar, already swollen and begging for attention without even so much as a brush, caress or a light kiss.
I was saving every bit of her on the film reel forever, and that made my thirst unbearable. It’d be so easy to lick her until her body shook with multiple orgasms or she begged for my cock.
Good thing I had enough exposures and a few more film reels. They’d never be enough if I wanted to take the whole night and preserve it.
Her pearl necklace reflected the floodlight’s yellow stream, in a beautiful contrast to her skin.
“Stay still,” I whispered and ran my palms down both sides of her neck. A strong flutter danced all over her skin when I removed the string of pearls from her throat. It was as powerful as the electrical spark from that afternoon.
Soft, round balls of pearl rested in my palm and I dangled them before her eyes.
“You want to touch your neck, don’t you?” I smiled. “How does it feel to be so vulnerable, Lina? Do you enjoy it? I love to see you so raw and helpless but you know that. Now, wrists behind your back, tigress. Straighten up again and don’t move.” I leaned in to whisper in her ear. “You’re doing so well.”
It didn’t take long before she brought her thin wrists together and presented them to me. Her fingers were pink and slippery with juices. I stretched the pearls and gently wrapped them around her hands in a light knot. It was tight enough to keep the necklace in place. One strong move could grant her an exit from the bejeweled trap.
Lina didn’t move. When I raised myself up and picked up her chin, she had a hazy, dream-like look. The same look as every time she found subspace and abandoned her will to resist.
All mine to mold, cherish and dominate.
“Eyes down, keep your back straight. Lower your gaze.”
I adored looking at her eyes while she was bending to my will. There was a thrill in watching her staring down modestly.
A close up of her wrists bound in pearls. A full shot of her in profile while she was staring at the floor. Another intimate portrait of her red tresses that had escaped their bun and were falling down the side of her cheek.
“Head to the floor. Ass in the air and your wrists on full display.”
Lina gritted her teeth, likely to hold back loud cursing. She claimed to hate it when I made her stay in that position but her body reveled in the degradation. A foot on top of her head was on her hard limit list but I had the feeling she’d change it.
She pressed her cheek to the floor and raised her shapely ass high in the air. The silky wetness between her thighs opened up for the viewing pleasure of my eyes and my camera.
“Wider,” I commanded and cracked my palm down on one of her cheeks. Lina cried out and parted her thighs. After a beautiful panoramic shot of her exquisite pussy I let the camera drop, got up and picked up the cane. The traces of her pussy were already drying on the wood but they felt fresh.
She blushed when the edge of the stick pressed against her lips, just like a lover asking for permission to slip inside her.
“Suck it.”
There was no hesitation when she was under the hypnotic spell of subspace. Her talented tongue swirled around the wood as she licked up her own essence.
“Get up.” I pulled the stick away from her lips. “Walk to the bed and take the same position. We’re going to play a game, pet.”


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That’s the full series in a chronological order. If you haven’t read it yet, here’s your chance to have a taste of it. Unorthodox Dom, its prequel, and Unorthodox Therapy are both free. Unorthodox Chemistry is discounted to .99cents.


Unorthodox Dom, Book o.5 of the series


He was a Dominant on training wheels. She was a wild masochistic kitten and more than he bargained for.
Thomas has reached his breaking point.
Work, studies, lust for his sexy boss, his own kinky urges are driving him insane.
He’s sick of hiding.
In walks Kat. Sassy, creative, submissive to the bone and a hot mess of epic proportions.
The first girl who ever craved his punishing spanking, dominant touch and rough lovemaking.
What happens when her life begins falling apart?
Can Thomas put it back together with strict rules and iron discipline?
Is he strong enough to save her from herself?

Unorthodox Dom is 30,000 words erotic romance novella featuring hot, erotic action, a Dominant new to the lifestyle, a bratty submissive in need of a firm hand and a badass Dominatrix. Not a menage, no cheating. The story takes place four years prior the events in the Unorthodox Trilogy but it can be read as a standalone. Bonus material – Chapter 1 of Unorthodox Therapy.

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Unorthodox Therapy, Book 1 of The Unorthodox Trilogy

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She was his boss at work and his submissive at all times.
I’d never noticed him before.
He was just a lonely, scared boy when I hired him.
I was too busy to notice the lust in his eyes.
Now I’m at his feet begging for every bit of pleasure and pain he’ll unleash on me.
She enthralled me.
Her body. Her mind. Her wicked laughter and unreadable eyes.
She was out of my league yet I knew what she longed for.
I only had two months to kill her nicotine addiction and make her crave me.
I’d use every trick I had to claim her as mine.
WARNING! This book is intended for mature audiences. It contains scenes of BDSM, rough language, as well as non-sexual violence. The book is part 1 of a trilogy. All the characters are over 18 years old. Please, read the Warning at the front part of the book before you decide to purchase it.

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Unorthodox Chemistry, Book 2 of The Unorthodox Trilogy


He was her Master, lover and the only man who truly knew her. She was his pet, best friend and the love of his life. Sometimes that’s not enough.
He’s gone.
His absence hurts more than any whip.
Thomas saw me for who I was.
Strong on the outside, fractured and vulnerable on the inside.
Every day I struggle to rebuild my life.
I miss him. His rough passion and his affection.
I know we’ll never be together again, I even tried to move on…
… and then one invitation changed everything.
Do I dare to say no to the greatest temptation?
I had to walk away.
Lina paid dearly for my mistakes.
She needs to heal and all that’s left for me is to wait.
In the dark, with nothing but my demons and sins to keep me company.
The memory of her is a bittersweet torture, one I didn’t think I could ever escape…
A year later, at the kinkiest club in town, I saw her. On the arm of another man.
May the seduction begin.

WARNING! This book is intended for mature audiences. It’s an intense love story and hot erotic romance with BDSM scenes. The book is part 2 of a trilogy and can’t be read as a standalone. All the characters are over 18 years old. Please, read the Warning at the front part of the book before you decide to purchase it.

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Lilah E. Noir is an author of dark erotic novels and psychological stories. Her work has elements of taboo, seduction and different aspects of the BDSM lifestyle, with a touch of romance and tenderness. If you love flawed characters, submissive alpha females, unconventional dominant heroes, angst, emotional darkness, lots of kinky sex scenes her books might be your kind of pleasure.


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Release Day Blitz-Revenge by E. M. Denning

Release Day Blitz-Revenge by E. M. Denning

On the heels of a horrific breakup, Summer is looking forward to having a couple months at home to lick her wounds. After a run-in with her ex leaves her reeling, she does something she’s never done before—has a one-night stand.

Hunter watched Mitch treat Summer like crap for months, so he was relieved when they broke up for good. Even better was when she invited him to her dorm room the night before they left campus for the summer.

The morning after comes with a surprise neither of them saw coming—Summer has a new stepbrother.



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E. M. Denning is a writer from British Columbia. She loves her family and animals, and anything cute and fuzzy. She was born a hopeless romantic, and when she’s not writing erotic romance, she’s probably reading it. She loves love.

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Release Blitz: To Rome with Lust by KD Grace

 To Rome with Lust

Out Now – To Rome with Lust (Mount trilogy #3)

by K D Grace (@kd_grace)


The adventure that Rita Holly began in The Mount in London and Nick Chase took up in Vegas continues when a sizzling encounter on a flight to Rome has journalist, Liza Calendar, and perfumer, Paulo ‘The Nose’ Delacour, in sexy olfactory heaven. The heir apparent of Martelli Fragrance, Paulo wants Liza’s magnificently sensitive nose to help develop Martelli’s controversial new line. Paulo has a secret weapon; Martelli Fragrance is the front for the original Mount, an ancient sex cult of which he is a part, and Paulo plans to use the scent of sex to enhance Martelli’s Innuendo line. As Liza and Paulo sniff out the scent of seduction, they become their own best lab rats. But when someone steals the perfume formulas and lays the blame at Liza’s feet, she and Paulo must sniff out the culprit and prove Liza’s innocence before more is exposed than just secret formulas.

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‘People are looking. We should stop.’ Liza barely got the words out before he leaned in just a tiny bit further and, in his enthusiasm, his lips brushed hers. Everything spiked in a sharp stab of scent that settled right between her legs, as they both gasped and sat back, eyes wide, fingers pressed to lips. A flight to Paris was called over the intercom immediately after one to Frankfurt and, in the jostling and shifting and gathering of belongings, no one was paying any attention to them. Though she wasn’t sure it would have made any difference even if they’d suddenly been center stage. Their gaze locked on each other, cheeks flushed, chests heaving, they sat locked in a moment so tight, so full that its breaking apart was inevitable. It was ridiculous. She was seconds away from coming, and his cock was about to burst his trousers and his lips, my god his lips, she could think of so many places on her body she wanted those lips.

‘I have to know,’ he gasped. ‘Surely you want to know too.’ Then he did the unthinkable. He curled his fingers into the back of her hair and pulled her to him. This time their lips met with a clash of teeth and a gasping swallow of oxygen that transitioned into parted lips and darting tongues and an absolute explosion of scent. If he had smelled amazing by himself, if his scent had sharpened hers to the cutting edge of orgasm, then the mixing and blending that happened when they touched, when those two scents came together was shattering. ‘I’ve never smelled anything like it,’ she breathed into his mouth.

‘Me neither,’ He bit her lower lip and tugged and their blended smell became darker, more spicy, tones of earth and sea, pepper and honey and my god the guy could kiss!

She came first with a guttural grunt that began deep in her center and washed over her like a riptide. She tried desperately to hide it, but he knew it. He felt it, she even thought he smelled it, and he tightened his fist in her hair, breathing her into his open mouth. Both his hands then slid to her shoulders in a grip that was almost painful as he pulled back, his gaze locked on hers, and his whole body convulsed, and again, and again, his deep mocha gaze holding her tight as pupils dilated and eyelids shuddered.

For a moment they sat stunned, staring at each other, struggling to catch their breath. He looked shell-shocked, and she must have looked at least as bad. ‘I’m sorry,’ they both said at the same time as they mirrored each other in a nervous laugh.

Then the intercom called the flight to Rome. ‘That’s my flight,’ she gasped, suddenly awash in a wave of embarrassment. She grabbed her bag and her laptop and fled, feeling certain everyone was watching, feeling certain everyone knew exactly what they had done. She left quickly, babbling on about duty free and gifts, sounding like a total idiot. It didn’t matter though, at the end of the day, she’d never see the man again. And she’d never smell him again. That saddened her.

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Voted ETO Best Erotic Author of 2014, and a proud member of The Brit Babes, K D Grace believes Freud was right. In the end, it really IS all about sex, well sex and love. And nobody’s happier about that than she is, otherwise, what would she write about?

When she’s not writing, K D is veg gardening. When she’s not gardening, she’s walking. She walks her stories, and she’s serious about it. She and her husband have walked Coast to Coast across England, along with several other long-distance routes. For her, inspiration is directly proportionate to how quickly she wears out a pair of walking boots. She also enjoys martial arts, reading, watching the birds and anything that gets her outdoors.

KD has erotica published with SourceBooks, Xcite Books, Harper Collins Mischief Books, Mammoth, Cleis Press, Black Lace, Erotic Review, Ravenous Romance, Sweetmeats Press and others.

K D’s critically acclaimed erotic romance novels include, The Initiation of Ms Holly, Fulfilling the Contract, The Pet Shop. Her paranormal erotic novel, Body Temperature and Rising, the first book of her Lakeland Witches trilogy, was listed as honorable mention on Violet Blue’s Top 12 Sex Books for 2011. Books two and three, Riding the Ether, and Elemental Fire, are now also available.

K D Grace also writes hot romance as Grace Marshall. An Executive Decision, Identity Crisis, The Exhibition are all available.

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Release Blitz: Seduced by the Daredevil by Jorja Lovett


Seduced by the Daredevil – Jorja Lovett

Thanks for hosting me today, and sharing in the new release madness! Seduced by the Daredevil is available now and is a bit of a departure from my usual style. It started life as a medical romance, but there are definitely moments of rom com in there, as you can see from the excerpt…


Sparks fly when ‘Miss Stuffy Knickers’ Andrea Bolan meets her match in daredevil Matt King. There’s nothing quite like a passionate kiss to motivate a girl to jump off a building in the name of charity. With her inhibitions left far behind she begins to see the benefits of no-strings fun and sets her sights on her sexy abseiling instructor, but things don’t go exactly to plan. 

Adrenaline junkie Matt fights his demons by living his life on the edge and an uptight dietitian definitely isn’t his usual type. But, when they’re thrown together at work there’s no denying the chemistry. Lust is easy for him to deal with, but he doesn’t do commitment.

A sizzling affair catches them both by surprise but if they’re not careful their pasts might just cost them any chance of future happiness. 



Matt was eternally grateful he had bought the apartment close by, overlooking the River Lagan. He had enough trouble keeping his hands off Andrea for the duration of the five-minute journey. Small talk with a driver in no obvious hurry was the last thing he wanted, with seduction on his mind. He held it together until they pulled up outside the apartment block.

“Cheers, mate.” He threw a few notes through the window and pulled a giggling Andrea from the passenger seat.

Lust fuelled their journey and they half-ran to the entrance of the exclusive new complex. The few steps leading to his front door were taken in such a frenzied rush to reach their destination that Andrea stumbled on those impossibly high heels.

“Are you okay?” On autopilot, he knelt down to her crumpled position on the step and carefully removed her shoe to check for any swelling.

“I’m fine.” She giggled again and held up the broken heel of her shoe.

“Thank goodness that’s the only casualty,” he said, and swept her, and the broken stiletto, up into his arms to carry her the rest of the way. With one hand fiddling with the lock and the other cradling Andrea close to him, who said men couldn’t multitask?

Once inside, he set her back onto her feet and closed the door shut with the force of his body pinning hers against it. He wanted her naked, and that damn sweater which had teased him all day needed to go. Andrea didn’t resist when he lifted it to reveal the bounty beneath, but tugged at his T-shirt in response until pressing his naked skin to hers became as necessary as breathing. He impatiently hiked her top higher to strip her completely of it.

“Hold on a sec.” Andrea’s muffled voice came from the tangle of blue wool wedged around her head. He yanked until her head popped free, leaving that once-silky hair a veritable bird’s nest.

“That’s better,” she said. “Now you.”

He broke contact to get rid of the barrier, and those few seconds let him drink in the sight of her. In a white bra and jeans, hair mussed, and lips swollen from his tending, she was a far cry from the priss-miss he’d first encountered.

Man, what a turn-on.

The rapid rise and fall of her chest mesmerized him, but restrictive cotton denied him the full effect of her voluptuous cleavage. Eager to free her from all conservative binds, his fingers sought to unhook the fastening of her bra. A well-rehearsed tug and flick failed to open the catch, and he distracted her with a passionate kiss while he worked on it. First with one hand, then with two, he pushed and pulled to no avail.

Finally, he had to admit defeat. “I can’t get this bloody thing open, Andie.”

Resisting the urge to rip it off, Matt waited while she reached to undo it herself. She whipped her underwear off to release her pert breasts into view, and slung it in his direction. The bra catapulted directly into his face, the tail end popping him in the eye. Instinctively he clutched his eye and stifled a verbal wince.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” Through a watery haze, he saw her hand fly to her mouth in horror.

“Don’t worry, Andie. It’s not your fault.” He tried to blink back the watery sting to ease her guilt, but full apology mode had already kicked in.

“That was a stupid thing to do. I don’t know what I was thinking.”

His one good eye saw her bend to retrieve the makeshift weapon. She stood up and accidentally head-butted him between the legs, his groin suffering the next hit. His tongue nearly didn’t make it either, he bit it so hard to stop from crying out. The crippling agony doubled him in two and he fought to breathe through it. When, oh when, had his tried and tested methods of seduction turned into a comedy of errors?

“Why don’t we take this somewhere safer? Like the bedroom?” he asked in shallow bursts amid ragged breaths.

Andrea placed a self-conscious arm across her chest and limped to his bedroom, one foot shoeless and the other wobbling on a stiletto. He followed when the ache down below receded enough to allow movement.

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Jorja Lovett is a British author with both Irish and Scottish roots, which makes for a very dry sense of humour. Writing since she was old enough to wield a pen, it wasn’t until she joined her crit group, UCW, that she pursued her passion seriously.

Now, with Joe Manganiello as her permanent muse, if she can leave the pause button on her Magic Mike dvd long enough, she hopes to spend the rest of her days writing steamy romances.

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