And don’t forget International Talk Like a Pirate Day
Monday, August 21st, 2017

 WITHIN A CAPTAIN’S SOUL by Lisa A. Olech is the 5th and final book in the Captains of the Scarlet Night Series.



Stormy seas, a captive heart, and a coupling that breaks all the rules . . .

After years of committed service, Captain William “Bump” Quinn has finally taken the helm of the pirate ship Scarlet Night. But when rough waters send the Night off course, William winds up shipwrecked and alone on enemy shores—and prisoner to China’s most powerful pirate queen.

Captain Jian Jun is as alluring as she is formidable, and she’s careful not to let anyone too close. But the silence of the handsome Jamaican pirate in her custody intrigues her. Tempted by his topaz eyes and the strength of his character, she allows the captive into her inner sanctum. Though their bond defies all convention, Jun finds she is powerless against the emotions Will stirs in her. She prays their first union will not be her last. But with danger lurking in unexpected places, her beloved pirate may soon get the chance to prove he is every inch the hero he seems in her arms . . .



Chapter 1

Madagascar, 1717

William Quinn hated the dark. His companion had taken the lantern when she left. He could still smell the spiced honey of her skin and the musk of their sex in the rumpled sheets. She’d been a tiger in bed. His flesh still burned where her nails had raked his back. He’d lost himself for an hour or two between her smooth dark thighs. He only wished he’d learned her name.


Will lay in the bed and closed his eyes to the darkness. It was easier to visualize the layout of the room from memory this way. The door was to starboard. A three-drawer chest sat a foot to port. His pants were another matter. Where had she tossed them? She’d been in a terrible hurry to put her mouth on him. When she’d stripped him and seen his engorged cock, a smile spread across her shining face as if she’d discovered some long lost treasure. After that, she was driven by a single-minded desire. She’d been a most eager partner.


He rose and found his pants along with the wide blood-red sash he wore about his waist. And one boot. All the while, his limited sense was still on high alert. In this darkness, it would be easy to hide and ambush him. It wasn’t as if he’d hear anyone approaching, but having lost his hearing at such a young age, over his lifetime, he’d honed his other senses to razor sharp. Will lifted his nose and gave another sniff. No, he was alone.

The heat along this stretch of the world limited his choice of clothing. Bare chested, he slipped into a tooled leather vest. He patted the breast pocket. His lusty partner wasn’t interested in his winnings from tonight’s poker tables. As the daughter of one of the local pepper merchants, money was not what she longed for. Madagascar pepper was considered black gold along this great treasure route. Her father was one of the wealthiest men in the city.


Will found his other boot, and sat on the edge of the bed to slip them on his feet. He sat there for a long moment. The hollow beating of his heart echoed in his chest. Even after hours of pleasure, the only thing sated was his body.


This girl, whoever she was, hadn’t been interested in his newfound wealth or even knowing who he was. She’d only been interested in lying with him. It was the same wherever he went these days. He’d become a novelty.


Sex with the silent man.


It wasn’t as if he could brag about his conquests. Tell tales of your night in his bed. He wouldn’t bore you with long stories, or shout demands. He was deaf and never learned the basic fundamentals of speech. For some reason that made women eager to spread their legs for him. At least for one meaningless night.


Making his way to the door, Will wasn’t surprised to find the public rooms below still doing a brisk business. Time held no meaning to these establishments. Glancing toward the back corner, the poker game still wore on. He was tempted to add to his already bulging purse. Tonight’s profits had come too easy, but then it had always been a talent of his to read faces. Call it a lucrative byproduct of being deaf. Whether bluffing at cards or dealing with his crew, he could spot a liar at fifty yards.


Will’s long legs carried him quickly through the dangerous dark streets. At more than six and a half feet tall, he made an imposing figure. The three-pistol baldric and side cutlass helped. As did his permanent scowl. He pulled a short knife from a leather sheath and carried it at his side. For two reasons. A handy weapon was never a bad idea, and the high polish on the blade gave him the perfect view of anyone trying to approach him from behind.


Will reached the docks without incident and was finally able to breathe easy when he dropped down upon the polished decks of the Scarlet Night. The gentle tip of the boards shifting beneath his feet, the smell of tarred rigging, and the sight of her three thick masts brought a smile to his  face. He was home.



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It’s International Talk Like a Pirate Day! Let’s celebrate everything PIRATE!

 International Talk Like a Pirate Day is more than just donning an eye patch and saying “Aaaaarrrgh!” It’s about stepping into the tall, bucket-top boots of history. It’s about dismissing myth, and knowing the facts about some of the most fascinating criminals of the sea! So grab a mug of mead and a heaping bowl of salmagundi and let’s talk pirates!


Let’s start by dressing the part. Most pirates’ clothing was stolen from their prey. Captains picked the nicest and most fashionable garments so everyone would know, “Hey, look at me, I’m the Captain!” There are reports that captains fearing capture would rush below deck and change into something less fancy so they could blend into their crew and receive an easier punishment.

How about an earring? There are a host of reasons and theories regarding pirates wearing earrings. Some believe an earring marked the first time the sailor crossed the equator, or sailed the vicious waters around Cape Horn. Others claim that sailors believed precious metals pierced through their earlobes actually improved their eyesight. There is another theory that the gold and silver was to pay for their funerals. With their names and home ports engraved within the hoop, if they washed up on shore, their bodies could be sent home. And yet another reason for an earring is to hang waxed earplugs from in case you were a gunner and too close to those exploding cannons! Me…I just think they made those seafaring bad boys a bit more rakish.


There is some debate regarding eye patches. Yes, there’s evidence of pirates losing arms, legs, and eyes. But some believe that eye patches were worn so pirates could keep one eye adjusted to seeing in the dark found below deck. Black Beard had a wooden leg, but it wasn’t due to a 10lb. cannon ball removing his limb. It was due to diabetes. If a pirate lost a leg in battle, most times they never survived the injury, and it certainly ended their career. It is true that Captain James Hook did have an iron hook that replaced his missing hand, however. Here I thought that was only Peter Pan fiction!


Speaking of fiction… there is little evidence of anyone ‘walking the plank.’ If pirates want you tossed into the water, over the rail ye went! Of course, there were more gruesome forms of punishment. Flogging, marooning, keelhauling, and hanging…by various parts of your body…from the highest yardarm!


Also, there’s no record of a pirate having a parrot as a pet. Cats were common aboard ship to keep the mice and rat population at bay, (FYI…white cats were considered bad luck.) but parrots were seen more for the money they would bring than for a colorful shoulder accessory.


Not all pirates were cutthroats. In fact, they were fairly civilized. Rules were strictly followed regarding fighting amongst the crew, gambling onboard, compensation should you be wounded or killed. Everyone received a fair share according to rank and decisions were made by democratic vote. Stealing from a crewmember was a major no no.


There were ‘gentlemen’ pirates who were well known for treating their crews and captives well. Stede Bonnet was one of these gentlemen pirates. He was a wealthy plantation owner when he decided to buy his own ship and take to the sea. It’s rumored that a nagging wife was his motivation to become a pirate, or a mid-life crisis! Black Bart Roberts gave his musicians Sundays off.


Being a pirate was a decent way to make a living. In fact, a lot of sailors signed on to pirate crews because the Navy’s pay checks just didn’t go very far in the 1600’s. Long Ben Avery wasn’t a pirate for very long, but made the richest haul and retired less than a year after he started. And speaking of richest treasures, it is said, Oliver Levasseur had treasure estimated into the billions. When he was captured and brought to be hung, he pulled a necklace from his neck and threw it into the crowd. It contained a cryptogram of 17 lines. He shouted “Find my treasure, the one who may understand it!” Treasure hunters are still trying to ‘understand’ it.


Some pirates were brutal, vicious barbarians, however. Black Beard used to stick lit lengths of rope under the brim of his hat so smoke would circle his head and his prey would believe he was possessed. Francis l’Olonnais cut out a prisoners heart and ate it in order to get the other prisoners to cooperate. His crew deserted soon after. There’s pirate crazy…then there’s pirate ‘l’Olonnais’ crazy!


And of course, I can’t possibly write about Talk Like A Pirate Day without mentioning those incredible, bad-ass, ‘tough-as-hardtack’ women who fought as pirates throughout the golden age and beyond. Anne Bonney, Mary Read, Grace O’Malley, Rachel Wall (the only female pirate from New England—and the last pirate hung in Boston Common.), and my personal favorite, Ching Shih. Ching Shih was the most powerful of all pirate queens. After being pulled from a life of prostitution to marry, and her husband’s subsequent death a short three years later, Ching Shih became one of the most feared female pirates of her time. She terrorized the Chinese coast and amassed a huge fleet of more than a fifteen hundred ships and captained more than 70,000 men. She was very fond of beheadings, and deserters who just wouldn’t listen to reason…they saved their heads, but lost their ears!

I wonder what happened to all those earrings?


Author Bio:

Lisa A. Olech is an artist/writer living in her dream house nestled among the lakes in New England and is a lover of all things pirate. A Jolly Roger flies off the flagpole of her home!

She loves getting lost in a steamy book, finding the perfect pair of sexy shoes, and hearing the laughter of her men. Being an estrogen island in a sea of testosterone makes her queen. She believes in ghosts, silver linings, the power of a man in a tuxedo, and happy endings.

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It’s here! Siera London’s hot new book!
Sunday, August 20th, 2017

Falling in love was never a part of Janna’s plan, but she’s learning to trust her Marine.

When old enemies and family secrets start to surface, deceit and danger threaten

to unravel their fragile bond. In a battle for their lives, how will the two claim the love

meant for them before it’s too late?

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Guardian Security…a blend of danger, sex and heat.
Wednesday, August 2nd, 2017


Moving Target

Guardian Security #1

The Review:

Desiree Holt is a must buy author for me and the start of this new series is the reason why. While I have yet to come across anything Ms. Holt has written that I dislike I admit her suspense stories are my favourite and this one is definitely tops. Do yourself a favour if you love romantic suspense stories full of heat and action, pick this one up!


The Story:

Kate Griffin is born the day she hears her fiancé threatening to kill her so she takes off but not before gathering proof of his numerous misdeeds. But now she’s made herself a big target and she can’t trust anyone. That is until a man rescues her off the side of the highway and her heart believes in him. Can the find justice while staying alive long enough to explore the heat between them?


Moving Target

Silencing Memories

Guardian Security #2

The Review:

Holy heck but Desiree Holt has outdone herself with this suspenseful romance. I have to say this is by far my favourite story by this author and if I could give it higher than a five star rating I would.


The Story:

Lindsey has had some disruptions in her life but just when she is getting it and her business back in line she finds herself the victim of a stalker and there is nothing she can do about it so she hires a professional to help with the situation. As the boss Nick rarely does field work but this client intrigues him, he just needs to make sure he keeps her safe enough so they can explore their sizzling sexual attraction.


Silencing Memories


She could see the future-did it include him?
Tuesday, August 1st, 2017

When the senior partner of The Phoenix Agency meets a woman who has precognitive visions, the present and the future collide, along with suspense, murder and passion!


The Phoenix Agency Book #2


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Mia Fleming’s precognitive visions about Carpenter Techtronics are so vivid, she resorts to sending anonymous emails to the company. She’s also having visions of a gorgeous man who arouses her to the point she’s satisfying herself just to get some relief. She’s shocked when the man shows up in her office, demanding to know what she knows about Carpenter.

Dan Romeo is just helping his friend track down the person threatening his company when he meets Mia. One look at her and he has a hard time thinking about anything but indulging in off-the-charts sex with the intriguing woman—until bodies begin falling. As Mia’s visions escalate, so does the explosive sex between her and Dan, as well as an unexpected emotional connection. When Mia is almost killed, Dan and his team must race to find the culprits before they can strike again—or put Mia down for good


“Looking for something special?”

She hadn’t heard the man come in and his voice startled her so. When she looked up she jerked her hand so hard she knocked over her coffee. It spilled onto her desk and dripped onto her skirt.

It was him! The man from her visions. But who was he? And what was he doing in her office?

“I’m sorry.” His voice was deep and rich, like warm, thick honey. “I didn’t mean to startle you.”

Mia closed her eyes, counted to ten, then opened them again, hoping he’d have disappeared.

“Miss Fleming?” She opened her eyes. He was still there. “Here, let me help you with that.”

He grabbed a handful of tissues from the box on her desk and began mopping the liquid. Mia was frozen in place, unable to make herself move. How was this possible? How in the freakin’ hell was this possible?

He stopped, his hands full of soggy tissues. “Are you okay? You seem a little…out of it?”

Out of it? Mia thought that was one way of putting it.

“W-Who are you?” She couldn’t seem to stop looking at him. Was he real or another vision that had popped into her brain?

Like that man, he was well over six feet. Instead of the revealing boxers he wore a well-cut grey sports jacket and black slacks that looked as if they’d been custom-made for him. The lean body beneath the fabric was the same, though, what she could see of it, giving the impression it was all hard muscle. The same thick black hair now brushed the top of his black silk turtleneck. Dark eyes like onyx, fringed by thick lashes, were the centerpiece of a face with an olive complexion, high cheekbones and a classic nose.

And a hard look about his face that made a stone wall look soft.

Mia felt as if she’d been punched in the stomach. Sexuality radiated from the man, an invisible heat that made her mouth dry and her pulse speed up.

She dropped the files she’d been gathering out of the way, shock radiating through her. Had he really said that out loud or had she just imagined it? That damnable pulse at the core of her pussy was beating like a tom tom and her skin felt too hot and too tight.

She’d have to get to the ladies room and a sink full of water to repair the damage from the coffee. And cool down her blood. Luckily her computer sat on a side extension so the coffee didn’t get to it.

Taking a deep breath she forced herself to look at him. “I’m fine, sorry, you just startled me.”

When they’d cleaned up the debris and she’d tossed the tissues and wet papers in the trash, she sat back down at her desk, trying to compose herself. But when she looked at him again an arrow of heat pierced through her. His presence filled the room with an overwhelming sense of power that made the air vibrate.

Get real, Mia. You’re not the type of person who falls in lust with a total stranger like this. Especially this type of man.

Oh, no? her other self said. What about the vision? What about what happened yesterday?

She managed to pull herself together, trying to ignore the coffee stains on her grey skirt, checking to see that nothing had splashed on her tweed jacket, willing herself to keep it together.


Introducing the second book in the Seduced by Love series!
Friday, July 14th, 2017

The Millionaire’s Temptation

Author: Sonya Weiss

Genre: Adult, Contemporary Romance

Publication Date: July 10, 2017

Publisher: Entangled Publishing

Tropes: Revenge, one night stand



Holly Campbell is trying to turn her life around. But, to protect her younger brother, she has one last job to complete. All she needs to do is use her unique skills to break into the safe on a yacht—millionaire Jake Lawson’s yacht—a man Holly had a one-night stand with before she knew his true identity.TMT FINAL COVER

Jake knows Holly can’t be trusted. He believes she used the one night stand as a decoy to steal from his company and he knows she’s up to something again. Jake’s determined to figure out what and stop her. He won’t let her take anything from him, least of all his heart.


“You should have kissed me,” she said as they left the building.

Jake stopped in the middle of the sidewalk, forcing people to skirt around them. “What?”

“Now there’s all this pent up tension in both of us and sexual frustration can take years off your life. It’s a scientific fact. Humans give off pheromones and when there’s no release, it can lead to higher stress levels and ultimately a shorter life.”

He blinked. “You think we should kiss for medical reasons?”

Holly nodded. “I’m only trying to prolong your life.”

Jake laughed. “That is the worst pickup line I’ve ever heard.”

“Really?” She scrunched up her nose. “I thought it was pretty damn good.”

“Is any of it true?”

“Actually, yes.”

“In that case, let’s prolong together.” Jake took her hands and wrapped them around his waist. He’d never engaged in a public display of affection but then again, he’d never met a woman like Holly before, either. And it was just a kiss.

He gazed into her eyes and was struck as always by her beauty and her impish grin. Lowering his head, he brushed his lips against hers first, then kissed her deeply, drinking her in. The heat they’d created between them that night in the hotel flared right back up.

She tasted like the answer to all the nights afterward that he’d spent tossing and turning. She was captivity and freedom. Heaven and hell. Calmness and a storm. Drowning him under waves of desire.

When she nipped at his lower lip, Jake wanted nothing more than to rush back inside the building, find an office with a sturdy desk and satiate both of them until their legs wouldn’t hold them up. But the voice of reason intruded and he lifted his head.

“Not bad.”

“Not bad?” Jake arched his eyebrows. “I’ve been unfairly judged. I’m the best prolonger there is.”

About Sonya:

Sonya Weiss2SonyaWeiss is a freelance writer, ghostwriter and author. She’s addicted to great books, good movies, and Italian chocolates.

She’s passionate about causes that support abused animals and children. Her parents always supported her bringing stray animals home although the Great Dane rescue was a surprise.

The unofficial bio:

I am a southern girl through and through. I have varied taste in music and can dance (when no one’s watching) to the musical talents of: Sam Hunt, Luke Bryan, Gary Allan, Rascal Flatts, The Script, Maroon 5, Sam Smith, Little Mix, Neon Trees, and too many more to list.

I love the sound of a lonely train whistle blowing late at night, the sound of birds chirping as the day winds down, and the steady downpour of a summer rain.

I believe in positivity, encouraging people, and am amazed and thrilled that writing is my every day life.

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