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Wednesday, October 7, 2026

MFRW Book Hooks - Mastering the Beast - Erotic Paranormal RomCom - Reverse Harem - Lusty Trip to Hell #MFRWBookHooks #TinaDonahueBooks #EroticRomance #ParanormalRomance #RomCom #ReverseHarem

 





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MASTERING THE BEAST
Erotic Paranormal Rom-Com
Book Three - Taming the Beast



Surrendering is...

the only option she desires.


Feisty Female Demon Meets Her Match With

THREE Bad Boy Demons


A Lusty Trip to Hell


Off-The-Charts Sex


Cast Includes a Spell-Challenged Witch,

a Good Fairy Who Likes to be Bad,

A Voodoo Priestess Who Removes Memories,

and a Sexy-As-Sin Genie Who Loves

to Get Down & Dirty


No one believes that under the tough attitude and schoolgirl fashion sense, reformed demon Zoe burns for a man, love and sex. She keeps those urges on ice and well hidden. She sold her soul for a guy once, and all it got her was a one-way ticket to Hell.

Her job, keeping supernatural creatures in line at From Crud to Stud, is all work and no play. Until she’s saddled with a trio of new enforcers who ooze so much sexual heat she’s afraid to be on the same planet with them.

Stefin, Anatol, and Taro try to contain their laughter as their adorable new boss tries to lay down the law. Apparently, no one told her they don’t take orders. They give them. And they’re determined to smooth her rough edges and tame her beast with acts so wanton they’ll make her scream—for more.

Talk about all hell breaking loose. Surrender won’t come easily, but given their devilish charm and her aching need, her journey to submission is one done deal.

Warning:

Contains an unholy trio of demons who don’t like to take turns. Break room…snacking. After-hours…training sessions. In other words, a sensual ride on the pleasure express. Features m/f/m/m sex in every flavor except vanilla. Bring. It. On.



PRAISE FOR MASTERING THE BEAST


4.5 Stars


"These strong compelling characters seduce readers with their hot and sexy story while anticipation of Zoe's surrender builds throughout the well written, fast paced and smooth flowing plot."

Literary Addicts

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4.5 Stars

"Oh man! What a hot little number this is. Mastering the Beast is book three in the Taming the Beast series by Tina Donahue. This is Zoe's story and it's hot, hot, hot! "

The Jeep Diva



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4 Stars


"I have been really enjoying this series - and would recommend that you read them in order to fully appreciate the crazy! There is so much fun, madness, friendship and erotic action in these books that they are a breath of fresh (occasionally sulphurous) air. Thank you Ms. Donahue for another hit!"

Wicked Reads


You've got three hotter than hell guys, pardon the pun, and a hot chick that doesn't see her own 

beauty, Then you throw in her friends/family that helps her to get her hearts desires including sex

that is hotter than hot, and you have got a great read that keeps you swiping the pages and

waiting for your kindle fire to actually melt down!!! Can't wait for the next book!!!

                                                                                                               - Kindle Customer


5.0 out of 5 stars LOVED IT!

The erotic romance when they leave the office will having you sighing. But will Zoe agree 
the right guy just might be worth it? Has she finally found lasting love and if so with whom? 
2 thumbs up for an funny erotic love story that will keep you turning the pages til the very
last one. I Highly Recommend the series.

                                                                                                             - Barbara Barber, Amazon


TEASERS













Excerpt:

      Footfalls rang in the hall.

Three guys strode into Becca’s office, their movements fluid and assured. Each looked thirty or so, in mortal years, and had dressed in black, their shirts silk, their boots and pants elegant, like bouncers wear at an elite club.

No one was dancing in here, especially Zoe.

A faint sulfur scent emanated from the unholy trio. Flames flared briefly in their eyes.

Demons. The trouble she’d sensed earlier.

She froze, too stunned to move or speak.

The guy in the middle was easily six-three and nicely muscular, his blond hair shoulder-length. His rough good looks, bronze complexion and stubble put the va-va-voom in virile. Sin filled his light gray eyes, his mood dangerous and predatory.

Her belly fluttered.

He winked.

Disquiet and lust rolled through Zoe. Her legs went watery.

The guy on the right proved equally tall and powerfully built. Beautiful, he had rich-chocolate skin, dark eyes and long hair worn in dreadlocks.

Those babies would feel awesome gliding across her naked boobs and thighs—until he screwed her over like every other male had done.

She steeled herself against his allure.

He smiled.

A freaking dimple dented his right cheek, his grin an unusual combination of boyish mischief and raw sensuality.

Her pussy creamed.

Hot didn’t begin to describe the last guy’s masculine features, deep-blue eyes and thick auburn hair. Those wavy locks trailed past his ears and curled on his neck. His stubble called to everything female within Zoe, as did his height, big body and the assured way he regarded her.

The guys’ enticing sulfur odor enhanced their musky scents, making the mixture wanton and unashamed. Their impressive cocks pushed against their flies.

She bet each of their rods jutted from blond, black or auburn curls.

The room spun.

“Guys.” Becca lifted her reddish eyebrows. “This is Zoe.”

The introduction seemed to come from far away, Becca’s voice muted by the ringing in Zoe’s ears. She tried to respond but only managed an odd noise, part grunt, mostly a groan.

Becca edged closer. “Zoe, this is Anatol.” She gestured to the black hunk with the dimple. “Stefin.” The blond god in the middle winked again. “And Taro.” The blue-eyed hottie regarded her intensely. “They’re our new enforcers.”

Each looked in charge already, their stances saying they wouldn’t budge one damn inch for anyone, especially a female demon.

Becca offered a nervous smile. “You’ll be working with them from now on.”

Working with or for, as in taking orders, yearning helplessly then losing out as she had with the last man in her life?

      Like hell.

 



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Wednesday, July 1, 2026

MFRW BOOK HOOKS - DOMINATION - Erotic Romance - Reverse Harem - Sex Club - 3 Bad Boy Rockers - BDSM - Power Exchange - on AUDIBLE - #MFRWBookHooks #TinaDonahueBooks #EroticRomance #ReverseHarem #BDSM #PowerExchange

 


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DOMINATION
NOW ON AUDIBLE


Three dominant men

will rock her world.


Surrender - A Wanton Club Where Alpha Males Dominate & Pleasure Women

Reverse Harem

3 Bad Boy Rockers

BDSM

Power Exchange

Surrender - Book 2

 

Three dominant men will rock her world…

Surrender might be a wanton Malibu club, but it’s hardly fun and games for Jacquie. As the owner’s assistant, she’s all work and no play. That changes when three bad boy rockers scout the lifestyle club as a provocative idea for their new album.

As the frontman for Dominant Men, Max is lusciously male and unqualified alpha, eagerly playing Dom to a willing sub. Backup singer and lyricist Andy is more laid back. However, his wild, reddish locks hint at the fire within, which he proves in bed. Entertainment reporters have dubbed composer Devlin ‘the blond devil’. To him, vanilla sex is for when you’re too old to make the effort. The more daring the play, including BDSM, the faster he’s onboard.

Ready to live, Jacquie offers to be their carnal guide through Surrender, willingly delivering herself to these sexy beasts for an adventure like no other.

This is book two in the Surrender series but can be enjoyed as a standalone.




PRAISE FOR DOMINATION

AMAZON REVIEWS

5 STARS


“I couldn't put it down!”

Rose M. Bassett


"A sexy hot reverse harem story that will leave you breathless."

Charleann Davis


"Get ready to rock."

Doug Williamson


"Jacquie is all work and no play until she meets her favorite band Dominant Men."

Goldie eagle



TEASERS























Excerpt:

 “Guess I was wrong about you guys and what you’d like.” Her words proved steady despite her still-racing heart. “If you don’t want to—”

“Hold on.” Max shot to his feet, followed by Devlin and Andy. “I—we—didn’t say that. It’s just—”

“What?” She advanced.

No one else budged or seemed to breathe.

She wasn’t doing too well on that front either. Upon reaching Max, she cupped his face. Heat barreled through her at his bristly cheeks and size, lean yet muscular, male to the nth degree. Her mouth watered and her heart yearned. She stroked his bottom lip.

He inhaled sharply, his lids fluttering.

So he wasn’t immune to her charms.

Thrilled, she nestled closer, her boobs to his pecs, thighs joined, pussy snug against his rigid cock. Crazy good and reassuring. Nothing on this planet could match him wanting her, except the others doing the same. Feeling playful, she stroked his neck. “You don’t like this? Or this?” She fitted her mouth to his.

He froze.

She speared her tongue between his lips.

A growl erupted from him, quivering his chest.

Her nipples peaked. She pushed closer.

So did he, wrapping his arm around her, one hand smack on her ass, the other on her throat, lifting her face to his.

Taking charge.

Yes, yes, yes! Lost in his male power, she melted against him and suckled his tongue, enjoying his fresh taste, his youth and good health evident.

A more primitive sound burst from him, his embrace intensifying, verifying his need. He pushed her tongue from his mouth and filled hers instead, his desire keeping her from making a sound.

Their kiss turned savage, the kind new lovers indulge in. Yet, an unexpected familiarity made their passion comfortable and safe as if they were also friends.

She’d like that, but wouldn’t push. This was about having fun.

Nerve endings fired, her skin tingling. Time stopped and the world drifted away, only their pleasure registering, his fragrance filling her, his strength encouraging her to submit.

She allowed him to enjoy her as she did the same to him. But she still had Andy and Devlin to consider. Neglecting them wasn’t something she could do.

With more will than Jacquie knew she owned, she pulled her mouth from Max’s.

His lips were damp from her. He panted.

So did she. Leaving him was the hardest thing she’d ever do, but she eased back.

A frown touched his dark eyes.

She cradled his cheek. “That’s only the beginning.”

Devlin caught her wrist, lust hardening his features. “You and I haven’t even begun.” He gathered her to him.

Resisting wasn’t something she could manage.

They fit perfectly. Woman to man. Dom to sub.

He cupped her ass and pulled her against his erect dick, his smile coarse, a male animal in his prime, knowing what a female not only wanted but required.

Never had she imagined a moment like this. Breathing wasn’t possible, thinking hopeless. A pulse beat deep within her pussy, her sex wanting more.

Unable to deny herself, she slipped her arms around his shoulders and parted her lips.

He filled her quickly and well, his tongue plunging as deep as possible, demanding everything she had to give.

Nothing else would do.

They ground against each other, replicating a hard fuck, their hearts beating as one, their heat melding.

He held her tighter, imprisoning her for his desire, a glutton who’d take what he could… while also thrilling her.

The room dipped and swayed, her dizziness increasing. She held onto him, requiring his big body to keep on her feet.

He angled his mouth for greater penetration, his kiss bruising and insatiable, his taste different from Max’s but as fine.

Precisely what she required. Limp yet edgy, she seesawed between the two feelings until her lungs burned. Needing air and to tend to Andy, she tore her mouth free.

Devlin rested his forehead against hers and breathed hard.

Lucky him. She had trouble sucking in any air.

Lightheaded as hell, she staggered from him to Andy. “Hey.”

His smile lit up his face. He stroked her arms. “Hi.”

“We’re talking too much.” She claimed his mouth.

He moaned and eased her close, more romantic than the others, but his hold on her as firm. He wasn’t about to let her go.

Nor would she do so to him. She slipped her arms around his torso and breathed him in, like the love song he penned.

Beer scented his breath. He tasted minty, possibly from toothpaste, his clean fragrance and tenderness undoing her.

His kiss explored rather than demanded, its power as great as Max’s and Devlin’s more commanding ways. She needed both sides of a man, giving and dominant. Andy provided the perfect mixture. The others would too.

Something coiled within her, excitement building, pleasure hardening her nipples and constricting her pussy, heat settling there, creating a dull ache only a man could relieve.

She snuggled closer, drawn to Andy’s hard body, as sinewy as the others’.

He used her mouth well, his desire mounting and growing wild, their kiss rough and greedy, his hand on her breast, hers on his tight ass.

Too much and not enough, the contradiction overwhelming, depleting her strength.

She sagged against him, unable to support her weight.

He finished their kiss and stroked her back, her face to his neck. She licked it.

His chuckle rumbled in his chest. “You good?”

“Mmm.”




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Wednesday, May 6, 2026

MFRW BOOK HOOKS - SINFULLY WICKED - Erotic Romance - Menage - Voyeurism - Dominance - Discipline - on AUDIBLE - #MFRWBookHooks #TinaDonahueBooks #EroticRomance #Menage #Voyeurism #Dominance #Discipline

 


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SINFULLY WICKED
NOW ON AUDIBLE


Two brothers...

One woman...

Unforgettable passion.

 

Menage

Voyeurism

Dominance

Discipline

Alpha Heroes

 

Years before, Nikki fell in love with Mitch and Connor, betraying them as only a high school girl could. Now, she’s back and needs their help.

Powerful and commanding, Mitch has never stopped craving Nikki. Connor hungers for her as badly, but isn’t ready to forgive. If she needs some fast cash by working at their gentlemen’s club, she’ll have to audition by stripping for them.

Gladly. Aroused by their shameless scrutiny, Nikki’s willing to do whatever it takes to be near them again…even being punished in the BDSM Room or starring in one of Connor’s erotic films. Mitch won’t have it, unless he and Connor are the ones mounting and enjoying her.

On a sultry weekend in a secluded island mansion, desire reignites on camera and off as Nikki surrenders to their lust, dominance, and exquisite discipline, reawakening their timeless bond and the beginning of forgiveness.

 



PRAISE FOR SINFULLY WICKED

FIVE STARS - AMAZON REVIEWS

“Two men as powerless in her presence as she was in theirs.” - Redrabbit Reviews


Old betrayal and new hopes! - Hope W

Great Story! - 
Sexy Sirens & Cajun Heat Book Blogs

HOT! - TS

TEASERS












Excerpt:

Nikki Blaine smelled of magnolia and musk, the mingling of helpless female and seductive predator. A curious combination, but who said she couldn’t be both?

Hell, she was a freaking mess. Her palms clammy from anxiety, her nipples tight with expectation. The kind a woman experiences when she’s about to be spanked, then hopefully laid…long and hard.

Yeah, right.

She paced the spacious office like a caged animal, her high heels clicking on the shiny hardwood floor, the sounds keeping time with her pounding pulse. No matter how much she needed it—and by God, she did—soul-stirring sex, followed by aching tenderness, wasn’t going to be on the menu this afternoon. Going to the men she’d betrayed years ago, brothers she’d truly loved, didn’t count as the smartest thing to do, but she needed their help.

Stopped at the burgundy leather sofa, she clutched the arm for support. According to the secretary here, Mr. Wade would be with her in a few minutes.

Nikki hadn’t bothered to ask which Mr. Wade the young woman had been talking about. She would have bet this room belonged to Mitch. Scented by leather and something woodsy, it was darkly masculine with rich mahogany walls, copper accent lamps topped by bronze-colored shades, and classic cherry furniture. Solid and imposing.

The desk was nearly as long as a bed and wide enough for two people, maybe three.

Don’t go there. She had no right. It wasn’t as though she could waltz in here after nearly fifteen years and expect Mitch to give her a hug or a welcome home fuck…if he showed up at all.

Where is he? Nearly a half hour had passed since his secretary had led Nikki inside. She hoped after Mitch’s initial shock had worn off about her being here, he hadn’t decided against seeing her. If so, she couldn’t blame him. He probably figured she’d behave as cruelly now as when they’d been in high school.

She circled the sofa and paused at framed news articles of him and Connor published in well-respected business magazines. Those pieces were intimately familiar to her. She’d read them when she lived in New York prior to her ex-husband’s arrest. Through the years, she’d followed Mitch and Connor’s many successes, wanting only the best for them.

Smiling softly, she touched the first photo taken outside Wicked, their wildly popular gentlemen’s club. The reason she was here today.

They had to say yes to her proposal. At the very least, they had to show up. If neither did, Nikki wasn’t certain what she’d do.

The glass recorded Mitch’s reflection behind her.

Her heart stalled.

He stood in the doorway to his office, bathed in gauzy light pouring in from the arched window. Beyond it, Atlanta moved at a far more sluggish pace than Manhattan ever had, today’s oppressive humidity forcing everything to an exaggerated Southern crawl.

In here, everything unfolded in slo-mo, except for her walloping heart.

She faced him for the first time in too long, needing to get her fill.

Oh, Mitch.

At six-three, he made the sprawling room seem small, his build lean yet muscular, no longer the lanky teen. Ruggedly handsome, he wore his thirty years well. Laugh lines graced the corners of his beautiful hazel eyes. They looked golden behind his sooty lashes, complementing his olive complexion. Combed away from his forehead, his chestnut colored hair was longish in the back and on the sides.

Nikki reined in her urge to run her fingers through his thick, wavy locks, to touch and smell him, her face buried in the hollow of his neck, her body pressed close, lost in his heat and strength. Protected at last. Home.

A preposterous notion that made it difficult for her to join him, impossible for her to speak, but still she hoped.

His gaze wasn’t guarded or indifferent as she’d feared. Wonder flooded his features, no different from when they’d been in her parents’ garage after their first kiss. She was fifteen then. He’d been a year older and seemed so worldly. Life hadn’t been easy for him or Connor. She’d fallen in love with both brothers, but Mitch had made the initial move.

They’d been horsing around that afternoon, mercilessly teasing each other. Mitch finally settled the score by tickling her into submission. Before Nikki could catch her breath or slug him, he brushed his lips against hers. Their velvety warmth surprised. His bristly cheeks thrilled. She’d wanted him to hold her in his arms forever. Later the same week, Connor kissed her. Nikki never wanted to leave his side.

There was no guilt for what they’d done. Both brothers accepted the other’s claim on her just as she had, treating it as needed and natural. For the most part, their relationship remained innocent. They were her dearest friends, like none she’d ever known.

Their bliss lasted three months, ending when school started in the fall.


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