Sultry Listeners Awards 2019: Winners

So excited to share with you the winners of the Sultry Listeners Awards!!

Below are the Erotica, New Adult and LGBTQ! 

You can find the winners of 

Contemporary and Cozy Mystery at That's What I'm Talking About

Fantasy and Paranormal at Hot Listens

Historical and Romantic Suspense at The Geeky Blogger

POC and Seasoned Romance at Sultry Listeners

Thank you to everyone who nominated and then voted!!

Sultry Listeners Award 2019 Finals: Erotica

Welcome to the Sultry Listeners Finals!

Read on to get the rules, where to vote, and future dates!

Rules

1: You can vote once a day 

2: You can pick 1 choice 

3: The Winner will be announced Sept 6th

Week 1 Finals

Contemporary: That’s What I’m Talking About 

Erotica: Viviana, Enchantress of Books (that's me!)

Fantasy: Hot Listens 

Historical: Geeky Bloggers Book Blog 

POC: Sultry Listeners

Additional Dates

August 26th to Sept 1st: 

LGBTQ, Cozy Mystery, Paranormal, Romantic Suspense, Seasoned Romance, New Adult 

 We will announce the winners on Sept 6th!

TIME TO VOTE:

If you can’t see the poll below or if you don’t see a vote button you can vote directly on the site: POLL 

Sultry Listeners Award 2019 Semi-Finals: Erotica

Hi Everyone!!! 

Voting has begun for this year's Sultry Listener Awards!

Below are all of the nominees for EROTICA! 

Scroll down to cast your votes!! 

Rules:

1: You can vote once a day 
2: You can pick 5 choices 
3: The Top 5 will proceed to the Finals 


Week 1 Semi-Finals: 

Contemporary: That’s What I’m Talking About

Fantasy: Hot Listens

Historical: Geeky Bloggers Book Blog

POC: Sultry Listeners

SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT: Due to quite a few New Adult Nominations we are having that category. We apologize for not having a specific nominations round but this gives a chance for those that were nominated under contemporary to have a chance to win.

If we have a tie for the 5th place in any category runoffs will be on the 14-15!


Semi-Finals Group 2: August 12th -18th 
LGBTQ: Viviana Enchantress of Books 
New Adult: Viviana Enchantress of Books 
Cozy Mystery: That’s What I’m Talking About 
Paranormal: Hot Listens 
Romantic Suspense: Geeky Bloggers Book Blog 
Seasoned Romance: Sultry Listeners 

Finals Voting will also run in 2 phases: 
August 19th to 25th: Contemporary, Erotica, Fantasy, Historical, POC 

August 26th to Sept 1st: 
LGBTQ, Cozy Mystery, Paranormal, Romantic Suspense, Seasoned Romance, New Adult 


We will announce the winners on Sept 6th!

Book Review: Crave by Felicity Heaton

Crave
(Vampire Erotic Theatre Romance Series #2)
By Felicity Heaton

Synopsis:

His mind has been set on his work for the past one hundred years. Now a forbidden beauty has stolen his attention and is threatening to steal his heart too.

Callum has come to the city of romance on business, not pleasure, but when he sets eyes on a gorgeous werewolf in a nightclub, he can’t ignore the dark carnal craving she ignites in him. His work for Vampirerotique, the erotic theatre he runs with three other vampires, can wait. The only thing that matters now is satisfying his sinful hunger for a woman who most vampires would consider an enemy.

Kristina is on the run from her pack. Her alpha is intent on forcing her to bear his child and she’s not about to live through the same nightmare as her mother had. When a tall, dark and sexy vampire catches her eye, she can’t believe the ferocity of the desire he unleashes in her or the fact that she enjoys the feel of his eyes on her and his silent pursuit of her in the clubs each night.

When Kristina finally gets a taste of Callum in a forbidden kiss, will she be strong enough to resist the allure of the vampire and his offer to share his bed for a week of unbridled, wild sex, or will she surrender to her own craving for the safety and passion she finds in his embrace?

Goodreads
Available for purchase at Amazon and Barnes & Noble

Viviana's Review:

“Crave” is the second book in the Vampire Erotic Theater series. Callum, our hero, is in Paris, France, on business scouting for new talent for the show. However, he has been unable to focus on work thanks to Kristina, a werewolf who has captivated his attention and possibility his heart. Our heroine, Kristine is on the run and hiding, not only from her pack but from what she may feel for Callum.

Spotlight: Mastered (The Enforcers #1) by Maya Banks

Mastered

(The Enforcers Series, #1)

by Maya Banks

Blurb: 

The #1 New York Times bestselling author of the Surrender Trilogy and the Breathless Trilogy knows what makes readers hot. Now she turns it up in Mastered, the explosive first book in a new series of a desire too dangerous to resist.

What he wants, he takes with no remorse or guilt.

She stood out in his club like a gem, unspoiled and untouched. A lamb among wolves, she clearly didn’t belong. Drawn to her innocence he watched as she was surrounded by men who saw what he did—but no one but him could touch her. He summoned her to his private quarters. He sensed her fear. He also recognized the desire in her eyes. And he knew she wouldn’t leave before he possessed her. She had no need to know his secrets. Not until he had her under his complete and utter control.

What he wants, she isn’t sure she can give him.

The moment he told her want he wanted, she couldn’t resist. Instinct told her to run, but her heart said stay and walk the fine line between pleasure and pain. Though she wasn’t sure she could ever completely surrender, the primal part of her wanted to try, even knowing this man could break her in ways she never imagined. Because once he possessed her, he owned her and it would be too late to turn back. She can only pray that he doesn’t destroy her in the end.

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Excerpt

Drake stared at the trembling young woman—Evangeline, Maddox had said her name was, and it suited her—from his position across the room in the shadows, knowing because of the glare from the surveillance monitors that she couldn’t see him but that he could see her. Oh yes, he could see every delectable, naïve inch of her body and he cursed again that Anthony had allowed an innocent with big blue eyes into a veritable pit of vipers. She looked like an angel. Evangeline. Angel. Yes, her name suited her well.

He had no illusions about the customers he catered to. Wealthy, hedonistic. People who paid a lot of money to have a safe, anonymous place to act out their fantasies or indulge in activities frowned upon by the law. He provided all manner of things. For a price. And it wasn’t cheap. But he was also extremely selective about who got in and every single person was vetted and monitored. Newcomers were on probation, meaning they were watched more closely than most. And there were no second chances. They fucked up, they were out. Period.

His regulars were no less scrutinized because his club wouldn’t be the success it was if he allowed shit like went down tonight to happen. The fact that it had happened, that things had damn near gone too far—hell, they had gone too far—was a black mark on his reputation and he didn’t take kindly to that whatsoever. If word got out that the patrons of his businesses weren’t safe or were at risk, especially of having the police involved, they’d never set foot inside his doorway again. Utter discretion and anonymity were huge selling points with his “clients” and one of the many reasons he was so successful.

After the fucker who’d put his hands on this woman had been taught a lesson he wouldn’t soon forget, it wouldn’t end there. Not only would he be barred from any of Drake’s businesses, but Drake would get the word out to others as well. The man would be a pariah. Which also meant he’d be an angry, pissed off coward looking for revenge and the woman was the most likely target. And the easiest since he didn’t stand a chance against someone his own size.

Whether she—or Drake—liked it or not, she was going to be put under his protection.

“Uhm, Mr. Donovan?”

Her voice was shaky and hesitant, even as her gaze nervously searched the room for his whereabouts. She’d heard his command to Maddox to leave them, so she’d zeroed in on where he was, but she still couldn’t see him and that scared her.

Usually he didn’t mind others being afraid of him at all. It was something he actively cultivated. It was a necessary evil in his line of work. But for some reason, he didn’t want this woman afraid. She’d already been scared out of her mind. He’d seen her reaction. Had seen at first the upset and humiliation then hurt, and finally resignation as the fuckhead had filled her head with God only knew what kind of bullshit. And then he’d seen her abject terror when she knew he was going to hit her and there was nothing she could do to protect herself.

He cursed Anthony all over again and cursed himself for not acting faster. For allowing himself to observe the goings on, even for the few seconds he had, instead of instantly ordering Maddox to put a halt to it and throw the asshole out. Before that fucker ever got his hand wrapped around her arm.

Suddenly realizing just how hard the man had gripped her, he strode from the darkness, ignoring her sudden look of fright as he loomed over her. He fingered the remote in his pocket and suddenly the room was lit, though not overly bright because he didn’t want to blind her.

She blinked, her vivid blue eyes wide and round with shock as he gently took her arm and lifted, turning so he could inspect the bruises already forming on her delicate, pale skin.

He cursed viciously, startling her again. She jumped and would have stepped back but he held her firmly enough that she didn’t get away, but not enough to mark her skin. That was not the way he liked to mark a woman’s flesh. Through callous brutality. Abuse. It sickened him. It sickened him that she’d come to harm in his club and that his doorman hadn’t had the goddamn sense to deny her entry when he knew the rules.

“What the hell were you thinking coming into a place like this?” he demanded, fury lacing his every word. He vibrated with anger. Anger at Anthony. Anger at the fucker who’d put his hands on her. And anger at himself for not preventing the bruises that darkened her silky skin.

And it was soft. Infinitely so. And Jesus. Her hair. It was up. Mostly. But some of the strands had worked their way free and slipped sensuously down her neck. He burned to run his fingers through it and see if it was as soft and as silky as it looked. If it was as satiny as her skin felt.

Her gaze lowered but not before he saw her embarrassment and shame. She flinched at his question, but then he’d practically roared it at her. But he could see her draw in on herself, make herself as small as possible and she vibrated with humiliation. What the fuck?

“I know I don’t belong,” she said in barely above a whisper. “I know I’m not good enough to be in a place like this. Where only beautiful and rich people come.” Her voice only grew more resigned and subdued and it only served to piss him off even more as he processed her words. “I’ll just go now. I’m sorry I was a bother. I caused a…scene. I won’t be back. I promise. You won’t ever have to worry about me showing up here—or anywhere—again.”

She tensed in his hold, fully expecting him to let go and let her walk out. She’d stiffened, but he’d seen her back go up as she gathered her tattered pride around her like a shield. Holy fucking hell.

He looked incredulously at her, like she was a simpleton, and it only served to make her flush more when she peeked at him from beneath her lashes and saw his expression. And obviously she’d drawn the conclusion that she was right. That all the shit she’d just spouted was true and his scrutiny had found her lacking, thus proving her point.

“Then why did you come?” he asked bluntly, not immediately dismissing the crap that had just come out of her mouth. He wanted to find out why she would subject herself to this kind of humiliation if she were already so certain of the outcome.

Because this was a woman convinced of her worth. Or rather lack of worth. She was convinced she didn’t belong here. So why the hell had she come? And before he could call bullshit on all the fucked up things in her head, he had to know why she would brave coming to a place she clearly thought she didn’t belong in. For fuck’s sake, that she didn’t think she was good enough for.

She closed her eyes as mortification swept across her features. To his surprise, she was honest. She didn’t make up some ridiculous lie to save face. He stood there as she opened her mouth and spilled the entire ridiculous story.

“The man who assaulted me is my ex…boyfriend. Lover. Whatever. Though I’d hardly consider us lovers,” she said bitterly. “I was a challenge to him. Was being the key word. He knew I was a virgin and so he coaxed me and wined and dined me, pretending interest because he wanted to be m-my f-first,” she stammered out, color suffusing every part of her face.

Drake cursed savagely, silently, wishing now he’d gone out personally to deal with the asshole who’d assaulted her. In more ways than one.

“As soon as I finally gave in, stupidly thinking that he was someone special, he dumped me on the spot. He said I was a terrible lay. I overheard him complaining to his friends, people. I don’t know who they were,” she said painfully. “He said that sticking his dick in my c-cunt—” She broke off, mortified over her use of the offensive word. Then she took a deep breath and closed her eyes. “He said it was like fucking a snowdrift. And it definitely wasn’t worth the three months he had to wait for me to give it up. He repeated the sentiment tonight to my face.”

“So you came tonight to see him?” Drake asked incredulously. “Why the hell would you want to do that? For fuck’s sake, did you want him back?”

Her head snapped up, her eyes flashing angrily. “No,” she hissed. “Not now. Not ever. My girlfriends talked me into coming. Said I needed to get back some of my own. Steph had a VIP pass and they spent an hour making me up. Shoes, killer heels, hair, make-up the works.”

Well that solved the question as to how she’d gotten in and why Anthony had allowed it. Anyone possessing a VIP pass was cleared, no questions asked. It was a policy he was going to have to revisit at the first opportunity.

“They thought I should let him see what he’d shit on,” she said dully. “I told them it was stupid. This place is for beautiful people. Even the people who work here are gorgeous. Everyone is freaking perfect. And then there was me, sticking out like a sore thumb. The people in line outside knew I didn’t belong. The people inside knew I didn’t belong. And you obviously knew I didn’t belong because you sent your goon to get rid of me. So if you’ll just let me be on my way, I’d appreciate it. I’ve already promised I’ll never darken the door of your club again. This has been a humiliating enough night as it is and I can only take so much.”

The last was said with such despair and resignation that it gutted Drake. But all he could was stare at her in absolute befuddlement. And the more he stared at her, the more he took in the absolute conviction in which she’d stated her faults, the more pissed off he became.

“You don’t think you fucking outshine every bitch out there and that they don’t know that?” he clipped out angrily. “You didn’t see that the skank with your ex was ready to rip your hair out by the roots because she isn’t as gorgeous as you and never will be? That there isn’t a bottle made that can duplicate the kind of beauty you have. And those bitches in there don’t hold a candle to your kind of shine and they hate you for it.”

She looked at him absolutely stunned, her eyes wide with shock.

He swore viciously, causing her to flinch again.

“No, it’s obvious you don’t see it,” he said in a grim voice. “You don’t see your own goddamn appeal and that makes you even more attractive to men.”

His protective instincts had come roaring to the surface the moment he’d seen her in the monitor when she’d walked into the club shy and uncertain. When he’d seen the bastard hurt her, with words and with physical force. And now, standing in his office staring at him like he’d lost his mind because he called her beautiful.

No, she truly didn’t see her beauty. Didn’t recognize her appeal. And it was true that it made her even more attractive to men. Her fuck of an ex had thought he’d achieved an ultimate victory because he was the first man in her bed, but it was also obvious that he hadn’t been able to get her off, because if he had, he’d still be in that bed and she wouldn’t be here, giving him a taste of what he couldn’t satisfy and never had a prayer of holding on to.

He’d lashed out at her and made her feel less because of his failure as a man to satisfy his woman and put her pleasure before his. It made him want to go hunt the bastard down and kill him. Tear him apart with his bare hands. Because he had very much made Evangeline believe all the poison he’d fed her. And it was likely she already had deep seeded insecurities that had only been confirmed by her asshole ex.

“You don’t have to say that to make me feel better,” she said softly. “It’s kind of you, but the truth is always better. I prefer to keep it real. I know what I am and what I’m not. I accept that.”

Knowing he’d never convince her with mere words, he did what he had been dying to do since the moment he laid eyes on her. He pulled her roughly into his arms so she landed with a soft thud against his chest. He tilted her small chin up with his hand and crushed his mouth to hers, devouring her sweetness like a man starving.

About The Author

Maya Banks is the #1 New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of over 50 novels. A wife and mother of three, she lives in Texas.

To learn more about Maya and her books, please visit her website. 

Book Review: The King (The Original Sinners #6) by Tiffany Reisz

The King 
(The Original Sinners #6) 
By Tiffany Reisz

Blurb: 
Cunning. Sex. Pure nerve. Only this unholy threesome can raise him to his rightful place as a rule of Manhattan's king kingdom.

Bouncing from bed to bed on the Upper East Side, Kingsley Edge is brilliant, beautiful and utterly debauched. No carnal act of chemical compound can relieve his self-destructive heartache—only Søren, the one person he loves without limit or regret. A man he can never have, but in whose hands Kingsley is reborn to attain even greater heights of sin.

Kingsley's plan to open the ultimate BDSM club—a dungeon playground for New York's A-list—becomes his obsession. His expertise in domination can't subdue the one man who wants to stop him. The enigmatic Reverend Fuller won't rest until King's dream is destroyed, and so the battle lines are set; it's one man's sacred mission against another's…

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Viviana's Review:

O.M.G. I fell for Kingsley in "The Saint" and it was deepened in "The King"! This is the 6th book in the Original Sinners but the 2nd in The White Years. I haven't read the previous books in the Original Sinners series (Gasp - I know, I'm fixing that!) and while everyone, including the author, recommends you read the series in order, I was okay with how I read it, but that's me.

Wow, Kingsley is one intriguing, interesting and scarred man! He is damaged and has issues. Mainly, a broken heart! Tiffany does a fabulous job of both telling you and showing you who Kingsley is and what he's gone through. Tiffany has mad skills in storytelling and the events, characters, dialogue, the world, it all unfolds before you and you enjoy the ride!

Sam was a character that I knew I was going to like! It was great to see how a person can impact others and how she was a positive influence for Kingsley! She is part of the reason why Kingsley is Kingsley. :) With Sam's and Kingsley's relationship, Tiffany provides us with a reality check and that moment that you take a step back and sigh. Not everything is meant to be and sometimes, people will come into your life for a short time frame but their impact is immense! People come into our lives and then they go away. We need to be okay with that and accept it as well.

Over all, Tiffany has easily moved to my top 5 favorite authors with "The King". LOVED it and can't wait to read the next book in the series and catch up as well!

Rating: 5 Stars - PERFECTION

Disclaimer: "The King" by Tiffany Reisz provided by the publisher via Netgalley in exchanged for an honest review. 

Blog Tour: Dom Wars 6 by Lucian Bane and Aden Lowe

I'm extremely excited and happy to have both Lucian and Aden with us today!
Ready to get to know them better? Each are sharing some fun facts about themselves. 

Fun Facts about Lucian…

1. I love salt and vinegar chips
2. I love coffee
3. I hate liver
4. I love the lonesome cry of locusts at dusk
5. I love antiques
6. I want to live off the land, in the mountains in a remote cabin with Tara and our future family
7. I love the smell of Pine Sol
8. Love the smell of a campfire
9. Love the smell of fresh cut grass
10. I love swimming in a cold river
11. I love sleeping with a box fan on (lol old habit)

Fun Facts about Aden...

1. Might, or might not, have bad dreams about penguins.
2. Had no idea who Justin Bieber was until a few days ago when Wheels enlightened me and changed my life forever. Not.
3. Until recently, hadn’t gone to see a movie at the theater since “The Horse Whisperer”. I’m not happy about sitting in the dark with that many strangers.
4. Loves babysitting the neighbors Little Doms, except when they’re flushing my bathroom rug, or doing something worse.
5. Drinks a mixture of coffee and hot cocoa instead of coffee.
6. Not into sports – balls aren’t intended to be hit, batted, kicked, thrown, or otherwise abused.
7. Lived up to a lifelong goal of making a woman wet her panties… just not in the intended way ;)
8. According to a certain Little Domme’s mom, big hands and feet mean big other things. And everybody knows moms know EVERYTHING.
9. Has a horse named Joe. Why Joe? Because it’s far easier to say “Joe, you bastard, you bite me and I’ll take your head off” than “Stardust Lucky Bastard, you bastard, you…”
10. ADEN IS NOT: 1. Afraid of bugs 2. Innocent 3. Sweet 4. A clean freak (Just can’t stand NOT clean) 5. A workaholic (OK, that one’s a fib) 6. A good liar 7. Intimidated by children who aren’t the Little Doms next door. 8. A Momma’s Boy (Close to and protective of Mom is different) 9. Unlikely to shoot a criminal coming through the front door 10. Above kicking a fool’s ass, literally or figuratively.

Thanks guys for stopping by today and sharing a little of yourselves with your readers!

Now that you have gotten to know them better, keep scrolling down to learn more about the DOM WARS series and check out the series book trailer! Make sure to follow and LIKE both Lucian's and Aden's social media outlets and enter the giveaway!!

If you've read the series, tell us what you think by leaving a comment! If the guys have peaked your interest tell us if you're adding this to your TBR list! 

Dom Wars: The Final Round 

by

Lucian Bane & Aden Lowe

Blurb:

When Gladiator Inc, an adult toy company expands their market to familiarize the ‘vanilla’ world with the elements of BDSM, the result is a pay-per-view reality show with video feeds streamed live to subscribers. The show, Dom Wars, is a competition to determine the Top Dom that will become the spokesperson for the company. The contestants all wear cameras to film every moment and angle of the competition, while they complete various challenges to determine who has ultimately Dominated various elements of themselves. The hero and heroine of the series, Lucian Bane and Tara Reese, have barely made it into the Sixth and Final Round of Dom Wars. This week-long Survival Round will determine the Top Dom, once and for all. The contestants are taken to an uninhabited island, where they will have to cross formidable jungle terrain. First Dom to reach the boat anchored on the other side of the island wins the million dollars and the title. Seems simple. Except Lucian’s old adversary, the Sadist Jase Duff from Round One, has been tasked with making sure none of the five teams make it to the boat. If he is successful, he wins the prize, only it's not money that Jase Duff cares about, its revenge on Lucian and Tara. And his sadistic need to inflict pain makes it game on.

*RECOMMENDED FOR AGES EIGHTEEN AND UP DUE TO EXPLICIT SEXUAL SITUATIONS, AND STRONG LANGUAGE

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Book Trailer
*Warning* 
This trailer contains strobe light effects, do not view if you are sensitive to the lighting effects.

About the Authors:

Lucian Bane:

My name is Lucian Bane, and I'm an Ineffable Dom. That just means, do yourself a favor and please don't try to fit me into categories. Complicated Dom, Intricate Dom, or Confounding Dom work too. I don't want a woman I can break, or overpower, or exercise my dominance over. I want a woman I can come undone with. I want a woman I can lose myself in. I think there are many men like myself, and I hope my writing will be a map for them. (And women, to let them know Doms like this exist.) I want to challenge men to go for the complete power exchange with a woman, but don't be a coward and not give the same that they demand or expect. Consider that when you give one hundred percent of yourself to a person, there is no more of you to give away. You now belong to them the way they belong to you. Inner Doms need a master to train them. I once bowed to my Dom's reckless and tireless desires, but when I gained control, he bowed to my will. The transformation made me into what I am today. What many would call an Ineffable Dom. But its equal term in the Vanilla world, in my opinion, is a real man.  

Aden Lowe:

As an English major in college, I took a summer job as a proofreader for a small town newspaper, and got hooked on editing. I also worked my way through college training horses. After graduation, I landed a job for a small independent editing firm, and stayed there for 15 yrs. An old friend, Lucian, approached me to edit his special fiction project, and I got hooked. After an insane few months editing his Dom Wars series for him, Lucian convinced me I should try my hand at writing as well. I’m his co-author for Round Six, the final Dom Wars installment, and we will co-write the White Knight Academy series as well. And in Sept 2014, I’ll release my debut solo work, an Erotic Western with BDSM elements, “Big Game: A Hunted Love Novella”. In addition, I have a military series in the planning stages.  

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Round One

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Round Two

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Round Three

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Round Four

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Round Five

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