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Wednesday, June 3, 2026

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SUBMISSION
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Three powerful men

will ensure her

submission.

 

A Wanton Club Where Alpha Males Dominate & Pleasure Women

Reverse Harem

Hot & Kinky Play

Shameless Fantasies

Dominance - Discipline

 

Three powerful men will ensure her submission…

Surrender is the lifestyle club where professional women seek alpha males to dominate and pleasure them. A concept Bree envisioned from the moment she fled her impoverished past. However, dreams don’t come easy. To fund her wanton Malibu club, she needs partners.

Enter Lucius, Tav, and Cody, three wealthy and imposing males who know what they want and that’s Bree, stripped and submissive to their will. Bad boy Lucius has billions but what’s money when the right woman isn’t at his side to pleasure him sexually, while he uses her in the most provocative ways. Laid-back Tav isn’t so easygoing between the sheets, his dominance irresistible. Cody’s an adrenaline junkie, enjoying extreme sports in and out of bed.

Hot and kinky play is on the sexual menu, pulling Bree deeper into a shameless fantasy that can’t possibly last. Until and unless she’s willing to offer her heart.

 



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AMAZON REVIEWS


“Wow. A very erotic read.”

Tracey Kennedy


"Excellent story"

Sue Barter


"HOT!!"

Sydney


"This was a great book."

Kindle Customer



TEASERS











Excerpt:

Lucius pressed close, his thighs to hers, his hand cupping her neck. “Like this?”

He captured her mouth, their lips fitted perfectly, his bristly cheeks scraping hers, tongue plunging inside.

Gawd. She sagged against him, powerless to resist his strength, scent, and taste. Something minty but also unique, a flavor belonging to him alone.

She gripped his lapels, needing them to keep steady and to get closer. The moment she had, she ground indecently against him.

A breath couldn’t have slipped between them, her breasts crushed to his chest, not allowing her to inhale fully.

Who the hell needed air?

He deepened his kiss, taking rather than asking, using, enjoying, his roughness a thrill rather than something to worry about, and precisely the behavior she required.

Yet she still desired more.

Once she pulled the leather tie from his hair, she drove her fingers through his thick, silky locks.

A lusty grunt rose from deep within him.

She’d rarely heard a better sound.

He tempered his passion, gentling the kiss.

That was awesome too.

They enjoyed each other as she’d wanted from the moment they’d met, her feelings for him building each time he smiled at her or they shared laughter she’d tried to avoid, their friendship deepening despite her attempts to keep an emotional distance. During those empty days when she’d denied herself physical contact, she never would have believed a kiss could be so wondrous.

The world faded away, sounds retreating, leaving them clinging to each other, savoring closeness and intimacy.

Wasn’t enough. If possible, she would have crawled inside his mind, heart, and soul. Barring such nonsense, she stopped herself from coming on too strong.

He struggled for breath, the same as her, then pulled his mouth free and gulped air.

Lucky him. She couldn’t draw in enough to clear her head.

Tav slipped his arm around her waist and pulled her into him.

Whatever air she’d taken poured out and mingled with his, his mouth on hers, tongue slipping inside, his beard rasping her skin.

Her knees sagged, bumping into him, his fresh, woodsy scent surrounding them, bringing to mind a forest, reclining on fragrant grass, leaves floating down, sun winking through countless trees to bathe their naked flesh.

She wreathed her arms around his shoulders, wanting him as a shelter against doubt and everything bad.

Holding her in a firm but gentle embrace, he angled his mouth for greater penetration, his passion as deep as Lucius’s, yet also carefree. As if necking with her here was the most natural thing in the world, even though she’d kept her distance when they’d worked together. Not once sharing a meal unless they bumped into each other at lunch in the employee break room.

Those times had prepared her for now, their intimacy exciting yet comfortable and necessary.

Unable to resist, she pushed his tongue from her mouth and filled him instead.

Rather than protest, he allowed her to enjoy his clean flavor and suckled her deep.

She hadn’t expected anything less from him. Tav took life as it came, greeting whatever was in his path. For the moment, she was his sole focus and wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.

He eased her closer, his strength impressive yet subdued. His effort at containing it, making him tremble.

She wanted him as unleashed as Lucius would be.

And Cody.

He separated her from Tav.

“Hey, I wasn’t finished.” Tav shot him a look.

Cody shrugged. “You are now.” He grasped her wrist.

Surely, he wasn’t going to kiss it. He’d never seemed the romantic type to her.

And wasn’t now.

After he’d trapped her against the wall, he held her wrists above her head and cupped her breast.

Her nipples peaked, straining against her suit jacket.

He thumbed one rigid tip, his lime fragrance and sweet breath stoking her desire.

She wrapped her leg around his and pressed against him.

His grin spoke volumes. “Bad girl.”

“You think?”

“I know.” He brushed his lips over hers, their softness and heat striking, his smooth cheeks a balm, his tantalizing foreplay increasing her excitement.

Whoever thought wild monkey sex was the only way to go for a good time hadn’t experienced this.





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Monday, June 1, 2026

SUBMISSION - Reverse Harem - Sex Club - Hot & Kinky Play - Shameless Fantasies - Dominance - Discipline - on AUDIBLE - Tina Donahue Monthly Newsmagazine #TinaDonahueBooks #EroticRomance #ReverseHarem #Giveaways #EyeCandy




SUBMISSION
NOW ON AUDIBLE


Three powerful men

will ensure her

submission.

 

A Wanton Club Where Alpha Males Dominate & Pleasure Women

Reverse Harem

Hot & Kinky Play

Shameless Fantasies

Dominance - Discipline

 

Three powerful men will ensure her submission…

Surrender is the lifestyle club where professional women seek alpha males to dominate and pleasure them. A concept Bree envisioned from the moment she fled her impoverished past. However, dreams don’t come easy. To fund her wanton Malibu club, she needs partners.

Enter Lucius, Tav, and Cody, three wealthy and imposing males who know what they want and that’s Bree, stripped and submissive to their will. Bad boy Lucius has billions but what’s money when the right woman isn’t at his side to pleasure him sexually, while he uses her in the most provocative ways. Laid-back Tav isn’t so easygoing between the sheets, his dominance irresistible. Cody’s an adrenaline junkie, enjoying extreme sports in and out of bed.

Hot and kinky play is on the sexual menu, pulling Bree deeper into a shameless fantasy that can’t possibly last. Until and unless she’s willing to offer her heart.

 



PRAISE FOR SUBMISSION

AMAZON REVIEWS


“Wow. A very erotic read.”

Tracey Kennedy


"Excellent story"

Sue Barter


"HOT!!"

Sydney


"This was a great book."

Kindle Customer



TEASERS











Excerpt:

Lucius pressed close, his thighs to hers, his hand cupping her neck. “Like this?”

He captured her mouth, their lips fitted perfectly, his bristly cheeks scraping hers, tongue plunging inside.

Gawd. She sagged against him, powerless to resist his strength, scent, and taste. Something minty but also unique, a flavor belonging to him alone.

She gripped his lapels, needing them to keep steady and to get closer. The moment she had, she ground indecently against him.

A breath couldn’t have slipped between them, her breasts crushed to his chest, not allowing her to inhale fully.

Who the hell needed air?

He deepened his kiss, taking rather than asking, using, enjoying, his roughness a thrill rather than something to worry about, and precisely the behavior she required.

Yet she still desired more.

Once she pulled the leather tie from his hair, she drove her fingers through his thick, silky locks.

A lusty grunt rose from deep within him.

She’d rarely heard a better sound.

He tempered his passion, gentling the kiss.

That was awesome too.

They enjoyed each other as she’d wanted from the moment they’d met, her feelings for him building each time he smiled at her or they shared laughter she’d tried to avoid, their friendship deepening despite her attempts to keep an emotional distance. During those empty days when she’d denied herself physical contact, she never would have believed a kiss could be so wondrous.

The world faded away, sounds retreating, leaving them clinging to each other, savoring closeness and intimacy.

Wasn’t enough. If possible, she would have crawled inside his mind, heart, and soul. Barring such nonsense, she stopped herself from coming on too strong.

He struggled for breath, the same as her, then pulled his mouth free and gulped air.

Lucky him. She couldn’t draw in enough to clear her head.

Tav slipped his arm around her waist and pulled her into him.

Whatever air she’d taken poured out and mingled with his, his mouth on hers, tongue slipping inside, his beard rasping her skin.

Her knees sagged, bumping into him, his fresh, woodsy scent surrounding them, bringing to mind a forest, reclining on fragrant grass, leaves floating down, sun winking through countless trees to bathe their naked flesh.

She wreathed her arms around his shoulders, wanting him as a shelter against doubt and everything bad.

Holding her in a firm but gentle embrace, he angled his mouth for greater penetration, his passion as deep as Lucius’s, yet also carefree. As if necking with her here was the most natural thing in the world, even though she’d kept her distance when they’d worked together. Not once sharing a meal unless they bumped into each other at lunch in the employee break room.

Those times had prepared her for now, their intimacy exciting yet comfortable and necessary.

Unable to resist, she pushed his tongue from her mouth and filled him instead.

Rather than protest, he allowed her to enjoy his clean flavor and suckled her deep.

She hadn’t expected anything less from him. Tav took life as it came, greeting whatever was in his path. For the moment, she was his sole focus and wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.

He eased her closer, his strength impressive yet subdued. His effort at containing it, making him tremble.

She wanted him as unleashed as Lucius would be.

And Cody.

He separated her from Tav.

“Hey, I wasn’t finished.” Tav shot him a look.

Cody shrugged. “You are now.” He grasped her wrist.

Surely, he wasn’t going to kiss it. He’d never seemed the romantic type to her.

And wasn’t now.

After he’d trapped her against the wall, he held her wrists above her head and cupped her breast.

Her nipples peaked, straining against her suit jacket.

He thumbed one rigid tip, his lime fragrance and sweet breath stoking her desire.

She wrapped her leg around his and pressed against him.

His grin spoke volumes. “Bad girl.”

“You think?”

“I know.” He brushed his lips over hers, their softness and heat striking, his smooth cheeks a balm, his tantalizing foreplay increasing her excitement.

Whoever thought wild monkey sex was the only way to go for a good time hadn’t experienced this.





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Wednesday, April 8, 2026

MFRW BOOK HOOKS - LAIR - Erotic Paranormal - Reverse Harem - on AUDIBLE #MFRWBookHooks #TinaDonahueBooks #EroticParanormal #ReverseHarem #Kick-AssHeroine #Drool-WorthyHeroes #OfftheChartsSex

 


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Check them out for some seriously great reads!


LAIR is 100% author written.

NO AI was used in its creation.



LAIR
NOW ON AUDIBLE


A rogue reaper who lives by her rules...


Three alpha Enforcers

determined she obeys theirs.

 

Reverse Harem

Erotic Paranormal - BDSM

Kick-Ass Heroine

Drool-Worthy Heroes

Off-the-Charts Sex

 

Chantel never asked to be a reaper and she sure as hell isn’t taking the virtuous or young before their time. When it comes to dirtbags… that’s another story. Whether they’re ready or not, she has them on her radar for extermination. Rogue reaping suits her just fine.

Rydan, Kahl, and Huntir don’t see her crimes that way. As Enforcers tasked with keeping order in the para world, she’s set for reeducation in their lair. Their goal? To ensure her obedience to their commands while making her submissive to their carnal needs.

Yeah, right. They may be sexier than sin, but these bad boys won’t break her, ever. Bring on the interrogations, indoctrination, and BDSM, the more hardcore the better.

This is a battle of the sexes they’ll all win.

 



PRAISE FOR LAIR

FIVE STARS


Hot and Erotic Paranormal BDSM
John L

A Great Read!
Kathleen Bulfon

I really enjoyed this book
Samantha Davidson

Chanel and her Harem - oh my goodness!
Ashley A. Carr

Great start - Chanel is all alpha female
Elvira

TEASERS











Excerpt:

Chuckling, Kahl pinned her left wrist against the brick structure.

She clawed his stubbled cheek but her glove stopped her nails from breaking skin.

“Huntir.” The bearded guy spoke to the one who looked as a lion would if it assumed human form. “Some help here.”

He imprisoned her other wrist against the wall.

She kicked at whatever she could reach.

Huntir increased his hold on her. “I could be wrong, Rydan, but I think she wants your balls.”

Rydan stroked his beard. “In time. And in the way I demand.”

They laughed.

She bristled. “Let me go, you cretins. I didn’t do anything wrong.”

“No?” Doubt and amusement burned in Rydan’s dark eyes. “From what we’ve heard you’ve been a bad girl.” He wagged his finger.

If the scarf hadn’t covered her mouth, she would have bit him. “You heard wrong. The prick I took out tonight killed an entire family during a home invasion. Parents and little kids for fuck’s sake. One baby not yet walking. All for a few hundred bucks they had lying around, their real valuables in a safe he couldn’t open because he slaughtered the father before getting the combination. You call that good? You consider that right? You believe that’s sane? Who in the hell is going to miss him? Not his next victims, that’s for sure. Did you want their blood on your hands?”

A muscle in his jaw twitched.

Not from anger. Something else. Curious as to what, she gazed deep into his eyes, a test she performed on those she reaped, determining whether they were decent or vile in their deepest core.

A faint spark burned within Rydan, signifying honor or integrity or whatever humans called the trait.

Hope surged. Despite Kahl and Huntir holding her arms, she leaned toward Rydan. “You know I’m right. I can see it on your face. Let me go.” She twisted her wrists. The others held tight. “The powers-that-be will never know. You have other paras to cow. Let me do my thing. I’m simply ridding the world of assholes who shouldn’t be here in the first place. Who decided they had a right to live while others had to die for their greed and amusement?”

Kahl cleared his throat. Embarrassment flickered in his brown eyes, a righteous spark in them too. The same for Huntir. Both as worthy as Rydan…if they allowed their good sides to come out.

“You guys know I’m right.” She used her most melodic tone, her pitch soothing and cajoling, similar to the Sirens’ voices from Greek mythology. Another reaper talent to make her job easier, other than having to take good people before their time. “You can’t deny it.”

Rydan’s features went slack, longing and wonder building in his gaze.

The same for Huntir and Kahl.

This was so easy it should have been a crime for her to do it. “Come on.” She upped her charm. “Let me—”

“That’s not how this works.” Rydan’s weak moment hardened to indifference. “You’re well aware of that, Chantel.”

His and the others effortless resistance to her voice shouldn’t have surprised her. Them already knowing her name certainly didn’t. Most likely, they had her lengthy file detailing each rogue reaping. Even so, she played dumb. “Who? I’m Dike.”

Rydan threw back his head and laughed, the sound rich and thrilling. “That’s not what I heard.” He inched closer, their boots touching. “Considering the many guys who’ve been balls deep in you, you’re now telling us you’re a lesbian?”

“Dike with an i not a y.” Men. “She’s the Greek goddess representing justice.”

“No shit? Guess I’ll have to remember that when my next assignment lies as much as you do.”

“For. A. Good. Freaking. Cause.”

“Your words and misguided belief. Not ours. Let’s see what we have here.” He unwound her scarf. Her waist-length hair spilled out.

Kahl sucked in a breath. Huntir touched the fiery red tresses.

Rydan stared, lust flooding his face.

If it came to sleeping with them to beat this charge, she’d do so, more willingly than she wanted to admit. However, playing into their hands too soon wasn’t wise. “Do not touch me. Anywhere.”




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Wednesday, April 1, 2026

LAIR - Erotic Paranormal - Reverse Harem - BDSM - on AUDIBLE - Tina Donahue Monthly Newsmagazine #TinaDonahueBooks #EroticParanormal #Reverse Harem #OfftheChartsSex #Giveaways #EyeCandy


LAIR
NOW ON AUDIBLE


A rogue reaper who lives by her rules...


Three alpha Enforcers

determined she obeys theirs.

 

Reverse Harem

Erotic Paranormal - BDSM

Kick-Ass Heroine

Drool-Worthy Heroes

Off-the-Charts Sex

 

Chantel never asked to be a reaper and she sure as hell isn’t taking the virtuous or young before their time. When it comes to dirtbags… that’s another story. Whether they’re ready or not, she has them on her radar for extermination. Rogue reaping suits her just fine.

Rydan, Kahl, and Huntir don’t see her crimes that way. As Enforcers tasked with keeping order in the para world, she’s set for reeducation in their lair. Their goal? To ensure her obedience to their commands while making her submissive to their carnal needs.

Yeah, right. They may be sexier than sin, but these bad boys won’t break her, ever. Bring on the interrogations, indoctrination, and BDSM, the more hardcore the better.

This is a battle of the sexes they’ll all win.

 



PRAISE FOR LAIR

FIVE STARS


Hot and Erotic Paranormal BDSM
John L

A Great Read!
Kathleen Bulfon

I really enjoyed this book
Samantha Davidson

Chanel and her Harem - oh my goodness!
Ashley A. Carr

Great start - Chanel is all alpha female
Elvira

TEASERS











Excerpt:

Chuckling, Kahl pinned her left wrist against the brick structure.

She clawed his stubbled cheek but her glove stopped her nails from breaking skin.

“Huntir.” The bearded guy spoke to the one who looked as a lion would if it assumed human form. “Some help here.”

He imprisoned her other wrist against the wall.

She kicked at whatever she could reach.

Huntir increased his hold on her. “I could be wrong, Rydan, but I think she wants your balls.”

Rydan stroked his beard. “In time. And in the way I demand.”

They laughed.

She bristled. “Let me go, you cretins. I didn’t do anything wrong.”

“No?” Doubt and amusement burned in Rydan’s dark eyes. “From what we’ve heard you’ve been a bad girl.” He wagged his finger.

If the scarf hadn’t covered her mouth, she would have bit him. “You heard wrong. The prick I took out tonight killed an entire family during a home invasion. Parents and little kids for fuck’s sake. One baby not yet walking. All for a few hundred bucks they had lying around, their real valuables in a safe he couldn’t open because he slaughtered the father before getting the combination. You call that good? You consider that right? You believe that’s sane? Who in the hell is going to miss him? Not his next victims, that’s for sure. Did you want their blood on your hands?”

A muscle in his jaw twitched.

Not from anger. Something else. Curious as to what, she gazed deep into his eyes, a test she performed on those she reaped, determining whether they were decent or vile in their deepest core.

A faint spark burned within Rydan, signifying honor or integrity or whatever humans called the trait.

Hope surged. Despite Kahl and Huntir holding her arms, she leaned toward Rydan. “You know I’m right. I can see it on your face. Let me go.” She twisted her wrists. The others held tight. “The powers-that-be will never know. You have other paras to cow. Let me do my thing. I’m simply ridding the world of assholes who shouldn’t be here in the first place. Who decided they had a right to live while others had to die for their greed and amusement?”

Kahl cleared his throat. Embarrassment flickered in his brown eyes, a righteous spark in them too. The same for Huntir. Both as worthy as Rydan…if they allowed their good sides to come out.

“You guys know I’m right.” She used her most melodic tone, her pitch soothing and cajoling, similar to the Sirens’ voices from Greek mythology. Another reaper talent to make her job easier, other than having to take good people before their time. “You can’t deny it.”

Rydan’s features went slack, longing and wonder building in his gaze.

The same for Huntir and Kahl.

This was so easy it should have been a crime for her to do it. “Come on.” She upped her charm. “Let me—”

“That’s not how this works.” Rydan’s weak moment hardened to indifference. “You’re well aware of that, Chantel.”

His and the others effortless resistance to her voice shouldn’t have surprised her. Them already knowing her name certainly didn’t. Most likely, they had her lengthy file detailing each rogue reaping. Even so, she played dumb. “Who? I’m Dike.”

Rydan threw back his head and laughed, the sound rich and thrilling. “That’s not what I heard.” He inched closer, their boots touching. “Considering the many guys who’ve been balls deep in you, you’re now telling us you’re a lesbian?”

“Dike with an i not a y.” Men. “She’s the Greek goddess representing justice.”

“No shit? Guess I’ll have to remember that when my next assignment lies as much as you do.”

“For. A. Good. Freaking. Cause.”

“Your words and misguided belief. Not ours. Let’s see what we have here.” He unwound her scarf. Her waist-length hair spilled out.

Kahl sucked in a breath. Huntir touched the fiery red tresses.

Rydan stared, lust flooding his face.

If it came to sleeping with them to beat this charge, she’d do so, more willingly than she wanted to admit. However, playing into their hands too soon wasn’t wise. “Do not touch me. Anywhere.”



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