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Burned by Aria Adams – Release Reboot

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Burned

by Aria Adams

Reviewers love Burned:

  • if you are willing to take a peek, the story is so well done.
  • It’s hot in so many different ways and it’s just so… OMG.
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“Be still, Eve, and accept that I am in control.” His voice was hypnotic, as he moved the lit stick closer to her body. The flame came closer, and she held her breath in case the movement of her chest might cause her body to be in the wrong place.

Time seemed to slow down, as the fire was drawn over her stomach. Barely there long enough to be warm, but somehow it seemed to go on forever. Then, it was away again, and the cool air of the room replaced the warmth she had just experienced.

She breathed again, and her heart beat faster in her chest as relief flooded through her. Then, the flame returned. This time, it ran across her breasts. Eve didn’t want to watch in case she moved, but at the same time, she was completely unable to look away, as Ignis moved the lit stick, back and forth, lingering until her nipples grew pointed under the heat, and then it was gone again.

The third time, he dragged the fire along her body much more slowly, and his hand followed the path of the flame, caressing her body moments after he elicited burning sensations. The fire danced across the surface of her skin, stinging deliciously everywhere it went, and as he circled her breasts, she moaned, suppressing the urge to arch her back so he might bring the flame back to her nipples.

As he moved the flame over her skin, her clitty throbbed with need and she soon felt the wetness from earlier had turned into a trickle, which shamefully made its way down her leg. She hoped he wouldn’t notice, for she was sure she would be in disgrace. It was probably as bad-mannered as walking around and drooling. But then the tip of the stick slid over her right nipple, remaining there for much longer than before, until the pain became sharp and she squeaked.

By the time she had made a sound he had already moved it to her left nipple, allowing it to linger there, too, until the heat bit into her painfully. Suddenly, the torch was gone, and she was gasping for air as the residual burn stung in both her nipples, and the pain drew more pleasure from her as it pooled into a needy desire in her core.

“I think that is enough for now,” he murmured, and his voice gave away nothing, but when Eve looked down at his trousers, she was surprised that there was a bulge there which belied his true feelings. Although she hadn’t expected it, she didn’t blame him at all.

The fire… it had been so beautiful, so perfect, that she never wanted it to stop. With his skilful touch, he had the power to decide whether the flame felt like a lover’s caress or a scorching burn. The mixture of fear, relief, pleasure and pain had been intoxicating, and she floated in a heady haze of sensation, even as her nipples still stung from that final pass of the flame.

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“Would you do anything to get warm?”

On the streets of London, eighteen-year-old Eve Smythe is freezing to death. She cannot return home until she sells her matches, but nobody wants them. Knowing she has not got long to live, she does the unforgivable: She strikes a match. The light draws the attention of a certain Mr. Ignis. He offers her warmth and food, but only if she agrees to do anything he wants. And his tastes are dark and terrifying.

As she tumbles further into his strange world of dominance and pain, she cannot help wondering, will he ever see her as anything more than his submissive plaything, or will he simply tire of her one day and cast her aside? Publisher’s Note: This Victorian, dark romance features sensual scenes, extensive fire play and dangerous situations, but the HEA is guaranteed. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.

BUY LINK: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07FF1KYH2/

Aria is an author of dark erotic romance that dances on the boundary between horror and romance. Her heroes are not always immediately obvious, and neither are the villains. Her books often have elements of horror, and the characters at the end of a story are forever changed by the events that befell them. But she always makes sure there’s a happy ending, even if the characters have to work for it.

Aria also writes the warm fuzzy romance stuff as Katie Douglas, and writing as Katie, she has had USA Today and multiple number 1 bestselling books in the US and worldwide.

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Burned by Aria Adams – Release Tour

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Burned

by Aria Adams

BUY LINK: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07FF1KYH2/

 

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The brush tickled as it danced over her clitty, before moving back until it swirled around the entrance to her bottom. Having never seen that part of her, she wondered whether there was any hair there to remove, but he seemed intent on doing this, so she didn’t ask any questions.

Anyway, a moment later, the blade scraped against her outer labia and she was filled with surprising sensations. She sighed in amazement and made herself be still. She didn’t want him to have any accidents. Not down there.

Gradually, he worked his way back, and she knew she probably made his task more difficult because she felt her slick liquid escaping from her opening. When he was finished, he fetched her flannel and dipped it into the bathwater, and pressed it against her entire nether regions with his big hand. The warmth made her moan quietly.

“Tell me, Eve, have you been touching yourself in the night?”
She hesitated for a moment. How did he know?
“Yes, sir,” she replied.
He removed the flannel and took her clit between his thumb and forefinger, filling her with urgent tingles of light. She moaned once more.
“Here? Is this where you have been touching yourself?” he asked.
“Yesss… yes, sir,” she replied through the haze of warmth.
He was silent for a moment, but then he squeezed her delicate flesh harder, so the pressured sparks were more immediate as her body twitched, but his grasp grew painful, and she gasped in fear as he pressed the razor blade against her unprotected clit. It was throbbing so hard that she was sure it would cut itself on the sharp metal even if she were still. “In the asylums, if they find women touching themselves, do you know what they do, Eve?” His voice was hypnotic as the fear paralysed her.

“No, sir,” she breathed, too afraid to speak any more loudly. Any slight move and he would cut off her clitty.

“They remove the part of a woman that causes her to feel desire. The part she touches. The part I have a razorblade to, right now. One little cut, and I can rid you of ever being able to find release again. I am told the pain is so immense that most women pass out from screaming.”

Eve held her breath and hoped he wasn’t going to do it. The blade lingered, and she wondered if she should say something, beg for mercy, but he didn’t seem to like it when she did that. Instead, she waited.

She was his from the moment he found her. She trusted him implicitly, now. If he wanted to do this to her, that was his choice to make. He had taken her in from certain death. Her life belonged to him, and so did her pleasure… and that was when she realized that by touching herself, she was stealing her pleasure from him.

“Do you understand, Eve?” he prompted.

“Yes, sir. I’ll never touch myself again without your permission. Please, I’m so sorry, sir.” Her voice was a whisper. Would he decide to teach her a lesson, this time, or let her off with a warning?

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“Would you do anything to get warm?”

On the streets of London, eighteen-year-old Eve Smythe is freezing to death. She cannot return home until she sells her matches, but nobody wants them. Knowing she has not got long to live, she does the unforgivable: She strikes a match. The light draws the attention of a certain Mr. Ignis. He offers her warmth and food, but only if she agrees to do anything he wants. And his tastes are dark and terrifying.

As she tumbles further into his strange world of dominance and pain, she cannot help wondering, will he ever see her as anything more than his submissive plaything, or will he simply tire of her one day and cast her aside?

Publisher’s Note: This Victorian, dark romance features sensual scenes, extensive fire play and dangerous situations, but the HEA is guaranteed. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.

BUY LINK: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07FF1KYH2/

Aria is an author of dark erotic romance that dances on the boundary between horror and romance. Her heroes are not always immediately obvious, and neither are the villains. Her books often have elements of horror, and the characters at the end of a story are forever changed by the events that befell them. But she always makes sure there’s a happy ending, even if the characters have to work for it.

Aria also writes the warm fuzzy romance stuff as Katie Douglas, and writing as Katie, she has had USA Today and multiple number 1 bestselling books in the US and worldwide.

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Aria’s Amazon page: https://www.amazon.com/Aria-Adams/e/B079VFP8CW/

Aria’s Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/AriaAdamsDarkER/

Website: www.ariaadams.com

Bookbub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/aria-adams
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RELEASE BLITZ – Rescued by the Woodsman

Rescued by the Woodsman

by Aria Adams

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Eskara has been enslaved to the evil warlock Garamond for the last three years, and tonight, on her eighteenth birthday, she is doomed to become a sacrifice for one of Garamond’s spells. She doesn’t want to die, but she is resigned to her fate.

Until Emmett steals her away, that is. The hot, gruff woodcutter doesn’t know why he’s drawn to the young witch, but when he sees an evil old man trying to kill her, he has to intervene. Emmett inadvertently claims Eskara, and he has to consummate before the sun goes down or they both die. But when Garamond uses his great power to steal Eskara away again, how can Emmett ensure she is safe, permanently?

Note: The bad guy is a total bastard. This 12,000-word short story contains much unpleasantness. If you prefer lighter stories, this one’s probably not for you

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“First, you need to be cleansed on the inside,” he said. He led her to the magic workroom, where he crafted spells. Heart sinking, Eskara saw a stand with a square bag attached to it. A pipe ran down from it. She hated enemas.

“Why did I put ginger in the enema, girl?” He fired questions like this at her all the time. An incorrect answer would be followed by punishment. Her ass clenched at the fact there was ginger in the enema. She hated ginger. It burned worse than anything else. But she knew she had to answer his question. She had expected the enema to mean they were summoning the Water Elemental, since all four elements had to be called for the ritual to work, but clearly Garamond had other ideas.

“Because we need to invoke the Fire Elemental for the great bonfire tonight, Master,” she replied dutifully. Her stomach was filled with angry bees.

“Correct. Get into position,” he ordered. She knew, by now, how to kneel for an enema. She got down on her hands and knees, then pressed her head to the floor and thrust her bottom up so the liquid would flow into her more easily. Her clit twitched as it always did when she had to take a submissive position. She hated that her body responded to this.

Something cold and fibrous pressed against the opening to her bottom. She gasped at the first bite.

“I carved the nozzle for your enema from a fresh root of ginger,” Garamond remarked. Of course. That pesky fire elemental caused Garamond to do some of the worst things. He must have drilled through the center of the root to ensure the enema would flow through it. Evil burning fire filled Eskara’s bottom as she felt him pushing at the root, until it found its place as she began to shake and cry.

Then, the warm liquid began to flow. At first, she was relieved because it distracted her from the burning in her ring of muscle. However, after several seconds, she realized the ginger inside the enema was doing something much worse to her body.

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