Dacy Alex is here to tell us about Splendificent 1+2, humorous fantasy-erotica.
There's also a great giveaway.
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Hell on Heels and Death by D Cup
This raw and naughty book brings together the first two Splendificent novels in one ENORMOUS package…
Not that type of enormous package!
I swear.
Splendificent 1:
California cutie Giselle Nyfall arrives at the Big Apple to attend liberal arts college, Hemera University. But, when a computer glitch lands her with four extraordinary young women as roommates Giselle’s sheltered world is blown away.
These Hotties are supernatural aristocracy, the magical one percent: an elf princess who decapitates as well as she pirouettes, the B.B. gun-toting daughter of the Tooth Fairy, a glamorous and gold-digging fox spirit with thickness in all the right places, and a vampire-succubus hybrid with a bad gambling problem and a blood-soaked family tree.
This Hot Squad uncovers a demonic curse threatening New York City’s human elite orchestrated by denizens of the Christian Hell. The only cure? The five stunners themselves!
Splendificent 2:
The Hot Squad members must battle supernatural mercenaries, contend with a portal to the underworld, avoid demonic death traps and thwart a nefarious prince hellbent on fulfilling an ancient prophecy and bringing on the death of one Squad member who happens to be his sister. All difficult assignments when they’re constantly losing their skimpy clothes and falling into the arms of hot studs and each other!
Will Giselle and her voluptuous companions come together to triumph over the forces of evil? Does the family that slays together stay together? Find out in the sexy, hilarious and politically incorrect Splendificent 2!
WARNING:
This book is absolutely not for anyone under the age of 18! You, Mister 17 years and 364 days old? Move along, son, move along.
Enjoy an excerpt:
"That’s it," Dusty declared. "That’s gotta be the 99th Degree. And that there big sucker has gotta be the doorman. And he’s gonna let us in otherwise I’m gonna let my foot go right up his ass."
"Dusty, I do not believe we wish to cause anymore scenes. Delicacy and diplomacy shall win the day," Tristabelle noted.
"Nothing to it, my queen," Dusty responded with a fist pump. "When he gets a shot of my puppies and goes into a trance, we’ll waltz right through the door. Nothing more we gotta do."
With her "puppies" encased in a bright pink high-scoop dress with cut-out side panels to reveal pleasing amounts of skin, Dusty’s plan just had to work. Though Princess Maggie and Princess Tristabelle were left looking around for members of the canine species.
Dusty moseyed up onto the doorman, who had sunglasses on despite the darkness. Tattoos written in Japanese reached from his arms to his knuckles. His beard was forked and his hair was slicked back.
"Howdy there, I’m Dusty Blackwood."
"Not on the list," he retorted without checking any sort of list. In fact, he didn’t even have a list.
Princess Tristabelle and Princess Maggie shot each other worried glances.
"Ya didn’t let me finish. I’m Dusty Blackwood with the Double D’s. Ain’t they great?!"
Dusty lowered her top to reveal a sight that would make any man pant like a puppy. Instead, she got a dismissive wave from the doorman and the comment of, "Girl, I’m gay as hell."
Dusty nodded and cast her doe eyes downward where a rat scurried across her vision. Then, after a good ten seconds, she said, "Son, I just want ya to know my second favorite Fairy Revolution Wrestling tag team after The Music City Gunslingers are the homosexual luchadores Los Diablos De Feugo so this ain’t a homophobia thing."
The man hadn’t a moment to be confused by the statement. Confusion was halted by an overwhelming feeling of agony brought upon by Dusty’s boot to the balls. The Tiny Terror of Nashville reached back, pulled the stunned man’s jaw above her shoulder then fell to a seated position. This second sudden attack forced the man’s jaw to drop down on Dusty’s shoulder. The combo caused havoc for the man’s health and his health insurer as the man was left splayed about the ground, foaming at the mouth.
About the author:
Dacy Alex is an author that has also taken home several screenwriting awards under a different name. Dacy loves the possibilities of the supernatural but also the inherent weirdness of the everyday world and likes to combine the two whenever possible. Dacy likes to focus his stories on new adults, which might explain why he can subsist on a steady diet of classic CW shows. The 100 and The Originals are the best ones don’t argue with me plz k thx bye. Dacy’s an avid video gamer; Dacy’s favorite games are Final Fantasy X-2 and Persona 4: Golden. I’ll be a contrarian and say I’ve never played a Dark Souls like game and I don’t wanna! Oops, I forgot I was doing this in third person
A willing slave to possession, punishment, pleasure...
Dreams of a manor where submission and dominance once ruled draws Faith to hypnotherapist Colin Danes. Potently virile, he’s instantly recognizable as her most cherished master from a past life. The only man she’s ever loved. Desire smolders in his eyes, proving he’s never forgotten her.
Their carnal dance continues in the present and leads to their past when she was known as Eve. Through hypnotherapy, Colin brings her back to the Victorian era, a hidden estate where she eagerly submits to whatever he and her other noble masters crave. The exquisite discipline of the strap. Being bid on and mounted each night. Displayed and used for the enjoyment of all.
Most will take her. One will try to imprison her. Only he will be her true master and beloved in that life and this.
TEASERS
PRAISE FOR RETURN TO ECSTASY
FIVE STARS
This was a hot read…
This is the story of Faith Montgomery "Eve' and Dr. Colin Danes "Nicholas". Their story goes through time from around the Victorian time period until the present day.This was just a very hot story line that for me I couldn't put down. Loved it!
Sissy - Amazon Review
FOUR STARS
This book is the first in an interesting unique series. Even though it really takes place present day, Colin sends Faith back to the Victorian age where they find what they both were missing. This unique twist of the BDSM genre is easy to fall into and it is a really quick read.
M. Schaub - Amazon Review
FOUR STARS
Hot and intense…
This was an interesting story about past lives and whether people are reincarnated and can find love again. The passion and intensity between Faith and Colin during both periods of time was totally hot. They definitely had chemistry! Great read and totally hot!
Rebecca A. - Amazon Review
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A willing slave to possession, punishment, pleasure...
Dreams of a manor where submission and dominance once ruled draws Faith to hypnotherapist Colin Danes. Potently virile, he’s instantly recognizable as her most cherished master from a past life. The only man she’s ever loved. Desire smolders in his eyes, proving he’s never forgotten her.
Their carnal dance continues in the present and leads to their past when she was known as Eve. Through hypnotherapy, Colin brings her back to the Victorian era, a hidden estate where she eagerly submits to whatever he and her other noble masters crave. The exquisite discipline of the strap. Being bid on and mounted each night. Displayed and used for the enjoyment of all.
Most will take her. One will try to imprison her. Only he will be her true master and beloved in that life and this.
TEASERS
PRAISE FOR RETURN TO ECSTASY
FIVE STARS
This was a hot read…
This is the story of Faith Montgomery "Eve' and Dr. Colin Danes "Nicholas". Their story goes through time from around the Victorian time period until the present day.This was just a very hot story line that for me I couldn't put down. Loved it!
Sissy - Amazon Review
FOUR STARS
This book is the first in an interesting unique series. Even though it really takes place present day, Colin sends Faith back to the Victorian age where they find what they both were missing. This unique twist of the BDSM genre is easy to fall into and it is a really quick read.
M. Schaub - Amazon Review
FOUR STARS
Hot and intense…
This was an interesting story about past lives and whether people are reincarnated and can find love again. The passion and intensity between Faith and Colin during both periods of time was totally hot. They definitely had chemistry! Great read and totally hot!
“All I ask, Lauren, is that you not
embarrass me.”
When sexually emancipated MILF Lauren
Gordon accompanies her husband to a convention in Las Vegas, she’s hoping for
some R&R—ideally of the carnal variety. But Elliott’s running for president
of NADA—the National Association of Divorce Lawyers—and he’s worried that his
wife’s free-wheeling ways will undermine his chances. Reining in her
frustration, Lauren promises to avoid any erotic interactions with conference
attendees or hotel staff.
Fortunately she meets Annie O’Reilly, a
redheaded Vegas native with luscious curves and few if any inhibitions. With
Annie as her companion, Lauren becomes intimately acquainted with some
outrageously wanton denizens of Sin City. Then her husband unfairly accuses her
of breaking her promise and Lauren decides it’s time to go for broke.
Bringing together characters from Lisabet’s
Vegas Babes and The Slut series, The Slut Does Vegas
delivers heat, humor and a surprisingly happy ending.
Excerpt:
“All I ask, Lauren, is that you not
embarrass me.”
Her husband’s unexpected utterance grabbed
Lauren’s attention. She’d been ogling the cute waiter who was circulating from
table to table, topping up coffees. A few years older than her son Josh, the
guy had a hundred-watt smile and a luscious butt.
“What?” People at nearby tables gave her
strange looks. “What do you mean, Elliott?” she continued, reducing her volume.
“Embarrass you in what way?”
“You know… with any of your extracurricular
activities.” Elliott’s mouth pursed as though he’d eaten something sour. “It
would look really bad if you got…” He lowered his voice to a near-whisper.
“Um…involved with anyone from the conference.”
She glanced around the hotel restaurant at
the other people finishing their breakfasts. You could tell which ones were the
lawyers. They wore expensive suits and expressions of self-importance. “I doubt
I’d be interested in any of the conference attendees,” she commented dryly.
“The hotel staff wouldn’t be much better.”
Maybe he’d noticed the attention she’d been giving the server. “If anyone here
finds out about our – arrangement, it could kill my chances for the Association
presidency.”
“You really want to be president of the
National Association of Divorce Attorneys?” She chuckled despite herself. Who’d
be oblivious enough to name their organization NADA?
“It’s really important for my career,” he
insisted, wiping his mouth and pushing his plate away. “And it means a lot to
me personally. Plus the connections could bring in a lot more business.”
“I understand that you’d like the
recognition, hon. And I know you deserve it.” She rested her hand on his for a
moment. “But from what I can see, you’re already swamped with work.” She downed
the last swallow of her grapefruit juice, then licked her lips. “That’s one of
the reasons for my ‘extracurricular activities’, as you so delicately put it.
Let’s face it, you don’t have the time to keep me satisfied.”
Her husband slumped in his chair, as if
she’d punched him in the gut. “I know I haven’t been giving you the attention
you deserve, baby,” he said softly. “And I’m okay with you getting what you
need elsewhere, as we’ve agreed. But I need you to be discreet.”
“Do you think I’m so blatant about wanting
sex?”
“Well, just look at the way you’re dressed,
for starters.”
“What’s wrong with the way I’m dressed?”
She’d thrown on some casual clothes to join him for breakfast: a dungaree skirt
that reached to mid-thigh and a striped tee shirt. True, the denim hugged her
curves and the scooped neckline showed off her generous cleavage, but that
would be true of almost anything she wore.
“You look – well, you look a bit slutty.”
Lauren burst into laughter. “Hon, this is
Las Vegas, Sin City, where even the nuns dress like hookers. Nobody is going to
think this outfit is slutty.”