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Showing posts with label Taming the Beast series. Show all posts
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Sunday, January 6, 2019

Free Chapter - SEDUCING THE BEAST - Taming the Beast series - Erotic PNR RomCom #TinaDonahueBooks #SeducingtheBeast #EroticPNR #RomCom #GoodAngel #Demon

Seducing the Beast, book 6 in my Taming the Beast series, is brand-spanking new - never released before.

The story follows Ursula, a good angel who's had it with being pure, and Farron, a demon who's gonna show her what being bad is all about.

It's sassy, sexy, and oh-so romantic.

*** Each book in my Taming the Beast series can be read as a standalone ***

Check out chapter one of Seducing the Beast HERE



Available for Preorder


Series Blurb:

Magic has never been as sexy or as fun. In New Orleans’ French Quarter From Crud to Stud is the makeover service for supernatural beings who want to tame their beasts so they can date mortal babes. Owned by a half-witch and staffed by a good fairy, a reformed female demon, and a voodoo priestess—among others—the place is always hopping. There’s moonlight therapy for weres, aversion therapy to keep vamps from sinking their fangs in anyone’s neck, and no end of spells, potions, and treatments. These ladies definitely put the boys through their paces. But it’s not all work as they search for their one true love. Their journeys aren’t easy, but they’re definitely magical.



Seducing the Beast Blurb:

She’s pure heaven…he’s a whole lot of hell

Book 6 Taming the Beast

Ursula’s had it with being a good angel. Where’s the fun? Determined to snag a bad boy, she’s in treatment at From Crud to Stud to drop her goody-goody image and release her inner temptress no matter what it takes.

Like hooking up with sinfully virile Farron? He’s one badass demon who’s hired the service to tame his beast so he won’t scare off mortal babes. A few tweaks and he figures he’ll be good to go.

As far as Ursula’s concerned, ain’t nothing wrong with him now. He’s the one.

Talk about meeting his match. She’s sweet, lush, smells crazy good and won’t give up her nutty notion they belong together, despite him trying to protect her virtue. Ha. Determined to seduce the hell out of him, she encourages his darkest desires. Poor guy doesn’t have a prayer.

Warning: A shocking romance that tests the boundaries of good and bad. Flaunts outrageous displays of affection, spanking, fetish wear and a legendary trip to Hell not found on any travel site. Best enjoyed with doors locked and curtains drawn.









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Sunday, May 6, 2018

Witches, vamps, demons, a menage, BDSM, and more! . #TinaDonahueBooks #EroticRomance #ParanormalRomance #RomanticComedy

Doing the happy dance. I have two releases this month (the first on preorder), both erotic paranormal romantic comedy. Hotter than sin, romantic as hell, and with to-die-for heroes.

Mastering the Beast - book two - Taming the Beast

When 3 hotter than hell demons want her, her only option is to surrender...


PREORDER


Series Blurb:

Magic has never been as sexy or as fun. In New Orleans’ French Quarter From Crud to Stud is the makeover service for supernatural beings who want to tame their beasts so they can date mortal babes. Owned by a half-witch and staffed by a good fairy, a reformed female demon, and a voodoo priestess—among others—the place is always hopping. There’s moonlight therapy for weres, aversion therapy to keep vamps from sinking their fangs in anyone’s neck, and no end of spells, potions, and treatments. These ladies definitely put the boys through their paces. But it’s not all work as they search for their one true love. Their journeys aren’t easy, but they’re definitely magical.

Mastering the Beast Blurb:

Surrendering is the only option she desires...

Book 3 - Taming the Beast

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.





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Sassy Switch- Sassy Ever After Kindle Worlds

When a newly turned vamp and a reluctant witch have their powers switched, the fun and romance begins...


AMAZON

Blurb:

Eternity was looking damn grim, until a sexy witch breezed into his life…


Doomed to an endless existence seeking blood, Roman dreads forever-after until he chances upon Wren at a Las Vegas strip club. Gawd, her curves. Damn, her welcoming kiss for a newly turned vampire no less. She offers warmth and comfort regarding his predicament, plus carnal temptation he’s not about to resist.

Color her happy about that. Not only is he a good man, but also drool-worthy. So different from the vile warlock who’s been determined to make her his, even if his dark lust kills her.

It just might. When she refuses to go along with his program, he punishes her and Roman by switching their paranormal states. Now, Roman’s saddled with magic he doesn’t know how to use, while she thirsts for blood that only the warlock can satisfy…to tie her to him forever. Ew, ew, ew.

As all hell breaks loose, Roman and Wren are faced with conjuring they don’t understand, the lust for blood she has to deny, and discovering what two yearning souls truly need to turn their disturbing future into a shared paradise.

If they can do so at all…












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Friday, April 6, 2018

A reluctant witch and a god who wants to get his bad boy on - FREEING THE BEAST - erotic paranormal romantic comedy - 99¢ SALE #FreeingtheBeast #TinaDonahueBooks

Have I got a sale for you.

Freeing the Beast, book one in my Taming the Beast series (erotic paranormal romantic comedy) is on sale for 99¢ until April 29. Woot!



Series Blurb:

Magic has never been as sexy or as fun. In New Orleans’ French Quarter From Crud to Stud is the makeover service for supernatural beings who want to tame their beasts so they can date mortal babes. Owned by a half-witch and staffed by a good fairy, a reformed female demon, and a voodoo priestess—among others—the place is always hopping. There’s moonlight therapy for weres, aversion therapy to keep vamps from sinking their fangs in anyone’s neck, and no end of spells, potions, and treatments. These ladies definitely put the boys through their paces. But it’s not all work as they search for their one true love. Their journeys aren’t easy, but they’re definitely magical.

Freeing the Beast Blurb:

No more Mr. Nice Guy.

For Becca Salt being a witch isn’t all magic. Too curvy and lonely, she spends her nights running a makeover service for demons, vamps, weres and zombies who want to project a more human, normal side. Their goal? To get the babes without the authorities hunting them down like rabid dogs. Once Becca suppresses the worst of their beast, they’re on the hunt and gone.

Dating has been a definite bitch for Eric Diletto. Although he’s hot and hung, he’s also one of Cupid’s descendants—a god born to believe in courtship, courtesy and all that other junk. Tired of women dumping him for the bad boys, Eric hires Becca to release his inner beast. Grrrr.

Two potions later, they’re crawling all over each other. With Eric’s newfound dominance, he’s definitely the man. And the god, who intends to take Becca here, there and everywhere. Who said sorcery and love wasn’t fun?

Warning—a witchdoctor’s nightmare. Contains potions with weird side effects, a sorceress with limited magical skills and a yearning heart, plus a minor god who wants to get down and dirty. Bad, bad boy.

Read the First Chapter for FREE. Click HERE.










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Tuesday, March 6, 2018

When she's good, she's very good - but when he's bad, she's better! Mix a sexy satyr with a good fairy and watch the sparks fly #TinaDonahueBooks #NewRelease

Love bad boys?

Do I have the ultimate one for you. I've mixed this sexy satyr with a good fairy who really wants to be bad. When they're together, the world shifts.

SURRENDERING TO THE BEAST
Book 2 - Taming the Beast - erotic paranormal-romantic comedy


AVAILABLE FOR PREORDER

Blurb:

When she's good, she's very good - but when he's bad, she's better...

It’s definitely not business as usual at From Crud to Stud, a makeover service for supernatural beings. Dare we say it? Receptionist Heather—a good fairy with a pure heart, mind and body—is on the fast track to exquisite corruption with Daemon, a satyr.

Sex has never been this good or adventurous. Half man, all beast, Daemon’s the ultimate bad boy, a follower of the god of wine and a good time. Before, during and after his makeover to look fully human, he intends to put some color into Heather’s pale cheeks.
 
She’s one conflicted but turned-on babe. Especially as Mistress Jin, a genie Daemon commands, agrees to show Heather how to cut loose. Under the mistress’s tutelage and Daemon’s shameless lust, Heather’s gonna find out what love and having fun is all about.

Warning:

Not your typical bedtime story. May lead to indecent behavior, a taste for voyeurism, discipline and bondage, which will result in screaming orgasms. Proceed with caution.



Excerpt:

Once inside the evaluation room, she filled in the form with his name and goal—to be fully human physically so he could boogie with mortal babes and not a good fairy. She left the last part off. Not that it mattered. Her penmanship was too sloppy to read, her hands shaking more from him than they had with Satan. His put-on seduction had scared her witless. Daemon’s was natural and far too arousing.

She pushed her feelings aside. “Before anyone can give you a treatment here, I have to ask you some questions. I’m sorry, but those are the rules. Please answer truthfully, so there aren’t any complications.”

“You mean problems? What kind? Oh, hey, my cock won’t get soft, will it? Jesus, are my balls going to shrivel? That would totally suck.” He paced, or rather clopped, across the room. “If that happens, you will be able to make me better, right? I mean, do what you have to. Touch me, rub me, take me in your mouth. Whatever puts me back to the way I was.”

Her legs wobbled. She leaned against the counter for support. “Ah…” She cleared her throat. “Every client who leaves here is whole. We make certain of that.”

“Thank God.” He released a huge sigh. “So are there ever good complications?”

“What do you mean?”

“Maybe unintended consequences is a better way to say it. You know, my rod getting longer and harder. I’m not complaining about the way I am now, but hell, I wouldn’t mind an extra inch or two.”

Heather wiped sweat from her neck. “I can’t be absolutely certain, since I don’t do treatments, but I think the only things you have to worry about are your hooves, tail and horns. We really should begin. Are you allergic to anything?”

“Do cowboy boots count?”

She held back a smile. “I’m sorry about your poor hooves. It must have been awful to have to walk here.”

“Hey, one more mile and I would have been sobbing like a disgraced politician. Ow. Damn.”

He dropped his hat on the floor. Bloody stumps protruded from his hair.

She pulled in a breath. “What happened to your horns?”

“Broke those suckers off.”

“Why?”

“To get the stupid hat on.” He touched a stump and winced. “It’s not as bad as it looks.”

She ached to heal him but had to get through the paperwork first then secure his payment. Shivering, she returned to her form. “Have you had any major illnesses?”

“Nope.” His tee sailed past her and landed on the counter.

An inexplicable urge to press her face to his shirt hit her hard. She couldn’t think of anything except taking in his sublime scent, pure freshness mixed with musk.

Something rustled and fell to the floor.

Heather guessed his jeans and forced herself to concentrate on her questions. “Are you currently taking any magic potions?”

“Just wine. I’d kill for a zombie, though—the alcoholic kind—or a boilermaker.”

After checking no, she read, “Has anyone cast a spell on you within the last six months that altered you significantly before you went back to your original form?”

“Not unless a wish is like a spell, which I hope it’s not,” he muttered beneath his breath. “Let’s just say if I’d gotten what I’d wanted, rather than what I asked for, from MJ—who knows better and should do better when it comes to pleasing a Master—I wouldn’t be here. You can save the questions. I’m spell-free and healthy as a horse. No different from when I was born, except bigger.”

“I have to ask.” Heather wondered who MJ was and what he’d meant about pleasing a Master. She turned and stilled.

He was less than a yard away and nude, gloriously so. His pecs were smooth and hard, his tiny nipples the same color as damp earth. His abs were so defined they could have been carved from stone. Silky dark hair trickled beneath his navel to his hairy groin. Rooted in those curls was his…uh…his…uh…

Cock.

The indecent term rose unbidden in her mind, possibly because Becca and Constance used the word when they talked about guys. Heather finally understood why. Nothing else could describe how ungodly thick his shaft was. Probably a foot long and rigid. Ready to party.

Her mouth went dry. She should have fled but didn’t, preferring to ogle his lightly furred balls. Another obscene word from Constance and Becca that described his sac so well.

His long tail was silky like one on a horse, but also prehensile like those on monkeys. It snaked around his thigh and made a beeline for her.

She needed to back away but couldn’t. “What are you doing?”

“Sorry. My damn tail has a mind of its own.” He slapped it down. It jumped right back up and zipped toward her again. “See?”

His tail wrapped around her waist and reeled Heather in, smack against his solid chest. She froze. The damp clothes had left him slightly chilled. Miraculously, his skin grew hotter by the second. Hers did, too. His thickened rod brushed her thigh and lengthened an additional inch or more.

Uh-oh. She ordered herself to fight whatever was happening. Nothing on her moved except her thoughts. You should pull away. Now. Right now. This is so wrong. This is—

She sagged into him, unable to resist. Gold flecks brightened his irises. His heat and powerful form made the world go away. “What?”

He stared at her.

She did the same with him. “Huh?”

“I didn’t say anything.” He touched his nose to hers. “Did you?”

Answering wasn’t something she could manage. Every word she’d known went bye-bye.

“Okay.” He fitted his mouth to hers.

Heather forgot how to breathe.

His lips were unspeakably soft, his breath hot and scented with liquor, his caress gentle but so wrong. They didn’t know each other. They’d barely met, if she could call it that.

She parted her lips to say something, anything, maybe even to thank him for such a wonderful yet immoral moment.

Daemon slipped his tongue inside her mouth, his kiss wet, searching and shameless, straight from the Dark Side.

Her skin tingled and her toes curled. Breathtaking feelings she’d never known and couldn’t have predicted whizzed through her. Whether they were supposed to or not wasn’t something she could answer. She had zip experience with mortal or immortal men. Even her thoughts were always pure.

No more.

His tongue tasted better than any food she’d ever eaten. His masculine scent and everything else about him thrilled her, even though it shouldn’t.

Because it did, she enjoyed him.







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Friday, October 6, 2017

Do you believe in magic? #TinaDonahueBooks #PassionateRomanceforEveryTaste

Even though I've written every freaking genre around, except for heavy-duty scifi (you know the kind, where you need a science book to follow the plot), my fave is romantic comedy. Cut my teeth on it, and those books were my first pubbed - in print no less.

However, I also enjoy paranormal romance and decided to combine the two. What did I get? An erotic paranormal-romantic comedy series Taming the Beast.

Book one, Freeing the Beast, is releasing October 17. It was a blast to write: sexy, fun, and oh-so romantic.




Series Blurb:

Magic has never been as sexy or as fun. In New Orleans’ French Quarter From Crud to Stud is the makeover service for supernatural beings who want to tame their beasts so they can date mortal babes. Owned by a half-witch and staffed by a good fairy, a reformed female demon, and a voodoo priestess—among others—the place is always hopping. There’s moonlight therapy for weres, aversion therapy to keep vamps from sinking their fangs in anyone’s neck, and no end of spells, potions, and treatments. These ladies definitely put the boys through their paces. But it’s not all work as they search for their one true love. Their journeys aren’t easy, but they’re definitely magical.

Freeing the Beast Blurb:

No more Mr. Nice Guy.

For Becca Salt being a witch isn’t all magic. Too curvy and lonely, she spends her nights running a makeover service for demons, vamps, weres, and zombies who want to project a more human, normal side. Their goal? To get the babes without the authorities hunting them down like rabid dogs. Once Becca suppresses the worst of their beast, they’re on the hunt and gone.

Dating has been a definite bitch for Eric Diletto. Although he’s hot and hung, he’s also one of Cupid’s descendants. A god born to believe in courtship, courtesy, and all that other junk. Tired of women dumping him for the bad boys, Eric hires Becca to release his inner beast. Grrrr.

Two potions later, they’re crawling all over each other. With Eric’s newfound dominance, he’s definitely the man. And the god who intends to take Becca here, there, and everywhere. Who said sorcery and love wasn’t fun?

Warning: A witchdoctor’s nightmare. Contains potions with weird side effects, a sorceress with limited magical skills and a yearning heart, plus a minor god who wants to get down and dirty. Bad, bad boy.



Excerpt:

She fingered her top. “What are you?” He wasn’t a demon or a vamp. However, a were or other shifter wasn’t implausible. “Exactly what?”

“I’m Eric. Di-let-to.”

He’d pronounced his last name ultra slow, as though that should mean something to her.

It wasn’t ringing a bell. “Okay.”

“No, it’s not. I haven’t always gone by Eric. I changed my first name when I was twelve. Got tired of having to fight the other kids, you know?”

Becca did. She’d had her own scuffles when anyone had dared call her fat. Compassion and tenderness for him mingled with her building lust. “Tell me your real first name. Please.”

He sagged to the sofa. “You’ll laugh.”

“Never.” She hurried around her desk.

He leaned away from her.

Becca stopped. No way did she want him to feel more unglued than he already was or to make a fool of herself by being too forward. “I don’t make fun. I don’t bully. I had enough of that when I was a child to know how much it hurts.”

He nodded sympathetically. “The other kids made fun of your hair, huh?”

“No.” She curled her upper lip. “There’s something wrong with my hair?”

He held up his hands in appeasement. “Not at all. I really like the color and the way you wear it.” He gestured to his own head to demonstrate her bob and bangs. “It’s great.”

Sure, and Santa Claus is a card-carrying Communist. “The other kids made fun of my weight.” There, she’d said it. Little need to pretend there wasn’t a four-ton elephant in the room.

“Really?” He took her in, loitering on her ample cleavage and curvy hips. “I don’t see how. You’re perfect. Most women today are too skinny.”

Honesty shone on his face.

Becca liked that and what he’d said. “What’s your real first name?”

He lay on the sofa, arm draped over his eyes. He looked like a patient unwilling to confess his innermost thoughts to a shrink.

“Come on.” She used her gentlest tone. “We can’t help you if you don’t tell us what the problem is. It can’t be that bad.”

“Wanna bet? My real first name is Eros.”





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Saturday, February 6, 2016

There are no easy romances to write #romance #TinaDonahue #erotic romance

For those of you who are new to writing romance and have stars in your eyes about penning one book - yeah, just one - and making the #1 slot on the New York Times bestseller list, let me set you straight. No, let me slap you upside the head, shake you until your teeth rattle, then scream 'wrong, Wrong, WRONG!'. You have a better chance of being struck by lightning in the middle of the Mojave Desert on a blistering 120 degree day with no clouds in sight than landing at the #1 spot anywhere with any book.

Let me repeat - there are no easy romances to write. As far as writing bestsellers go - if there were a magic formula, we'd all be using it.

That said, I write because I love to do so. For me, not writing is like refusing to breathe or eat. It's who I am, but that doesn't make it easy. For example, this month I have two releases. Loving Lies is an erotic historical, book one of my Dangerous Desires series. Mastering the Beast is an erotic paranormal-romantic comedy, book three of my Taming the Beast series.

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Let's begin with Loving Lies for difficulty. Given that it's a romance, desire and love were paramount between Isabella and Fernando. There also had to be sexual tension. And adventure. And peril. And a thousand other things that make up a book. Coaxing a reader to feel what your characters are going through is one of the hardest things to accomplish. Sometimes there doesn't seem to be enough words to convey what I'm trying to say. But the trouble doesn't stop there.

Loving Lies is set in medieval Spain, 1488 to be exact. I chose that period because I had previously written a paranormal romance that began at that time then jumped to present day. I thought, hey, I've done a lot of research already so this shouldn't be too hard. OMG, was I wrong. Since the paranormal only had the Spanish period in the prologue, there wasn't a lot of dialogue to worry about. The scene was mostly action. It wasn't until I started plotting Loving Lies that I discovered people in those days didn't use contractions - at all. Contractions didn't pop up until way later. I challenge anyone who isn't a masochist to write pages of dialogue without contractions and make it sound natural. It's freaking murder.

Then there were the clothes of that period. I thought with Google it'd be a cinch to find out what people wore in the late fifteenth century. Actually, it was, if I had set my romance in England, France, Germany or any number of other places. There were tons of drawings and literature about those people. For Spain there was zip, nada, nothing. I thought I was going to die. I even read Don Quixote hoping to glean something from that period even though it was later than when my novel took place. Finally, I looked at Spanish paintings from the late fifteenth century and used them to describe clothing.

Food turned out to be equally difficult. What did people eat way back then? I found out quickly chocolate was off the menu along with tomatoes. Every time I had Fernando or Isabella pop something into their mouths, I had to stop and research the food to make certain it was actually available in 1488.

Like I said, murder.

Of course, that's an historical. What about a paranormal. Since you make up powers, that should be far easier, right?

Nope.




I found that out years ago when I wrote my first paranormal. I needed the hero to get out of a tight spot so I gave him the power to do so. Later on in the book, I didn't want him to resolve the problem as easily. I wanted him and the audience to sweat. However, I had given him power that made everything a piece of cake, remember? I had to go back and rewrite that scene so that the power worked sometimes but not always. Sort of like Superman with Kryptonite. Learned a hard lesson there.

In Mastering the Beast, my bad boy demons have power but they're kept on a short leash by their boss, Zoe, a reformed demon. At least until the guys decide to pull rank and seduce her. That's when the fun begins.

Loving Lies is available February 16



Blurb:

Deception knows no limits. Passion knows no bounds.

When she is kidnapped, Senorita Isabella knows the men have been sent by her uncle in a murderous attempt to control her family’s fortune. But when she is rescued by a dashing and mysterious warrior, Isabella can’t imagine why a stranger would risk his life for her—until she discovers her rescuer believes she’s someone else….

Fernando de Zayas loves nothing more than the cry of battle. Defying death is his way of life. But when he discovers his betrothed has been kidnapped, he rushes to her aid—never suspecting that spirited beauty would soothe his warrior heart…

With her uncle’s minions close on their heels, Isabella finds herself drawing closer to Fernando. But as the desire between them builds, her secret could keep them apart forever…


Mastering the Beast is available February 9


Blurb:

Surrender is the only option she desires.

Taming the Beast, Book 3

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.


For those of you who need to write as much as you need to breathe, you will do so, no matter how hard it becomes. And it will, trust me. But, for me, it's a gift to be able to create a world from nothing, to live and grow with my characters as they become real in my mind.



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