I’m super excited to reveal the cover of “Their Virgin Brat”, which will release on September 8.
“Two Three Four” has been reduced from $3.99/£2.99 to 99 pennies for one week in the USA and UK.
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One girl, two guys, and a whole lotta sexy.
Max Conti. One of the most eligible bachelors in Rome. Hot as f*ck and my boss.
Why am I crushing on him?
I don’t do crushes.
And I definitely don’t do falling in love.
But when Max proposes a “friends with benefits” relationship, and introduces me to his favorite kink, I find I can’t resist.
And then there’s Steve. Open to anything and a total hunk.
I shouldn’t want two men in my bed.
Except I do want them.
I want them so bad I can’t keep my head straight.
It’s lust, simple as that. No strings… just two guys, a girl, and a whole lotta sexy.
I can handle that.
Sure I can.
It’s no big deal.
But then, I fall for them.
Both of them.
My story will bring tears to your eyes.
I was the featured author yesterday in The Twisted Bitches Book Blog.
SC Daiko is a romance junkie who loves writing about strong heroines and hot alpha males. Her stories are sexy and emotional reads. Originally from the UK, she now lives in Italy with her husband and two cats. Nothing makes her happier than connecting with readers and fellow authors.
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Interview with SC Daiko
Where are you from?
I was born in Hong Kong, which was a British colony at the time. My parents were English and I had the most amazing childhood growing up in a place where East meets West. We moved to the UK in the 1980s and lived in London for a while before ending up in Wales. I now live in northern Italy, in the house which was my family’s holiday home.
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I’m super-excited to tell you that “My Virgin Nanny” is live on Amazon at the special intro price of $0.99 (for a limited time only), and free to read on Kindle Unlimited. Scroll down for my latest teasers and the book trailer.
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Two super-hot daddies for one sweet, sexy girl.
Working as a nanny in an exclusive London borough
for two bisexual alphas
is my dream job.
Except Gabe and Luke are so freaking hot they’re making me think dirty thoughts.
I can’t have them, though… it would be totally outta line.
And they couldn’t possibly be interested in a twenty-two-year-old virgin like me.
I’ll have to find someone else to punch my V card, right? Yeah, right…
GABE AND LUKE
Sweet, innocent Eleri doesn’t realize how cute she is.
Like a breath of fresh air, a ray of sunshine, and every other cliché you can think of.
She’s also sexy as f*ck, tempting as sin, and trouble with a big T.
We wanna pop her cherry and make her ours.
We know it’s wrong, she’s our kids’ nanny, but it feels so frigging right.
It’s not like we’re gonna fall for her… not like she’s gonna fall for us either.
Just a bit of fun… nothing more, nothing less.
Until it isn’t…
I’m so freaking pleased, humbled and honored by the reviews I’ve received for “Game On” on Amazon. Here are a few quotes:
“I love everything SC Daiko writes. She has a way with words that instantly grabs my attention and doesn’t let go until I’m bleary-eyed because I can’t put the kindle down,” PDub
“I loved the characters and how they were developed. Steamy, smexy, and I would definitely read more of Ms. Daiko’s books,” Book Lovin’ Momma.
“…a very well written, extremely hot & forbidden romance,” Gina Rose.
“It took me for a loop and had me completely hooked from the beginning,” TheVagasReader
“A good read full of angst, forbidden love, passion, temptation, mystery, suspense and a dark secret,” Claire Cronin, All Things Dark and Dirty Blog.
“I loved how she caved and more so how he simply dominated almost every aspect of their relationship,” Kathleen Rivest, A small girl, her man and her books blog.
“I felt the chemistry with every breath,” Shala’s Book Corner.
“I absolutely loved this book and spent the afternoon reading it as I couldn’t put it down it was that addictive,” Linda Barrett.
“I really adored the chemistry between these two, there is so much passion and feelings it’s just so beautiful and couldn’t be a more perfect ending,” Lisa Roberts.
“I definitely recommend you take a spin with Game On and get ready for the “reversal” of what you’re used to. Different then all the others,” Laura Redmon, Cutting Muse Blog Review
“It has all the steamy sexy you need, plus the drama and some twists that you don’t see coming. Love that the H is a young hottie going after the hott older h,” Reva Coomer.
“This is a great addition to the student/teacher genre and will be of particular interest to people who enjoy reading an interesting and steamy older woman/younger man romance,” Romance Readers Retreat.
“Add this book to your TBR list right now! Trust me, this is one of those books you don’t want to miss out on,” Carla, Stephanie’s Book Reports.
Tomorrow, Monday 10th April, the price will to up from $0.99 to $2.99. If you have’t treated yourself to a copy yet, why not one-click here today?!?!
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Today is the official release day of Game On! Only 99 pennies for a limited time, and available for subscribers on Kindle Unlimited.
Game On releases next week, March 15. Here’s the prologue to tease you:
The music takes me away, the throbbing bass rhythm carrying me into a whirlpool of movement; I sway my hips, arms crossed above my head. I’ve drunk too much but what the hell… I’m having fun. Moving my ass in time to the beat, I head back to the table and take another sip of vodka lemon, trying to act as if this is what I do every Saturday night. The drink burns its way down to my belly, and stokes my excitement.
Megan, my bestie and the bride-to-be, grins at me from where she’s sprawled on the corner sofa of the nightclub. “You okay, my lovely?”
“Having a blast,” I say, giving her a high-five.
We’re here on the party island of Ibiza for her hen weekend… me, my twin sister Sophie (who’s not drinking as she’s trying for a baby) and Meg’s sister, Lowri, who’s had more than Meg and I combined. Lowri shoots me a tipsy look. “You’re such an amazing dancer,” she slurs.
Dance is my exercise of choice, and I love it. I grab her hand and pull her onto the floor, spinning her around while I shimmy to the sound, tossing my hair back from my face. “Oh God,” Lowri squeals, and her face turns green, “I think I’m gonna be sick.”
“Oops,” I lead her back to the chair she just vacated. “Put your head between your knees, sweetie, and I’ll fetch you a glass of water.”
Fifteen minutes later, I’m back on the dance floor, having left the recovering Lowri with Meg and Soph. I’m lost in my own world, a world of music and movement. All around me, people are caught up in the buzz of the rave, a mosh-pit of gyrating bodies high on hedonism. Dutch house bounces off the walls, the floor vibrates beneath my feet, and lights strobe across the ceiling.
I smell him before I see him, a mix of musky male sweat and woody cologne. He towers over my five foot six frame, broad shoulders, slim waist, and absolutely drop-dead gorgeous. I’m not wearing my glasses, and his denim-blue eyes clash with mine. He smiles, his teeth flashing white in a tanned face. “Hola,” he smirks, and it’s a smirk full of promise. “Cómo te llamas?”
“Beth,” I shout to be heard above the high-volume music.
I nod as he steps forward to grasp my hips with strong hands. We sway together and I feel his hardness pushing against my tummy. My head tucks under his chin and I breathe him in. It’s been too long since I felt the pleasure of a man…
No need to ask his name. He’s almost certainly a local and I doubt I’ll meet him again. I’ll just enjoy this for what it is: a brief encounter. I’m so turned on; I can feel my knickers sticking to me under my party dress.
His hot breath tickles my earlobe as he bends his head to nuzzle my neck. And then he’s kissing me, his lips warm and filled with lust, his tongue chasing mine. “Come, princesa,” he breaks away and tugs on my hand. “Let’s find somewhere quieter.”
The sensible voice in my head tells me not to be stupid. That I don’t have one-night stands. Never have. Never thought I would. But the past three years have taken their toll, and I’m fed up with listening to sensible Beth. Just this once. What harm can it do? I’ll make sure we use protection…
The cool night air is a relief from the sweaty heat of the club. We stagger through the fire escape and into an alleyway, where he picks me up as if I weigh nothing. I wrap my legs around his waist; he presses me against the brick wall under a street light and kisses me again, harder this time, sucking my lower lip into his mouth before biting down on it and making me yelp with delight. His hands palm my needy tits, and I feel my nipples peak. Sweet Jesus, I’m so wet I could come right now.
“So, princesa,” he breathes, “you staying on the island long?” His voice is deep and melodic, but it doesn’t sound Spanish. It sounds… Welsh. No, that can’t be right. I must be in an alcohol-induced fog.
“Just for the weekend,” I manage to say between panting breaths. I run my hands over his ripped abs. God, he’s hot. I lean my weight into the wall and brace myself.
He pulls at my knickers, his fingers delving, testing. “Gonna fuck you, princesa. Is that what you want?”
“Oh, yes, fuck me, please,” I groan.
He reaches into his pocket and withdraws a foil packet, ripping it open with his teeth.
But a shout echoes down the passageway and a skinny young man comes running up to us. He holds out a cell phone, and gives it to my Ibizan (as I’ll think of him for the next six months). It’s then that I notice the tattoo of a scorpion on his hand… it burns its way into my memory like a branding iron, its tail raised ready to sting. I shiver to myself.
He puts me down and holds the phone to his ear, his blue eyes meeting mine. “I’m sorry, Beth,” he says, pocketing the device, “there’s been some trouble at home.” He pauses. “Really nice meeting you, but I have to go.” He kisses me briefly on the forehead, and I notice the regret in his expression.
“It’s okay,” I say, even though it isn’t. I was burning up for him. “Hope you get the trouble sorted.”
“Me too,” he gives a hollow laugh.
I watch him stride away from me, and sensible Beth’s voice in my head tells me I’ve had a lucky escape. Six months later, I learn she couldn’t have been more wrong.
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