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* HER ITALIANS (new title, cover and blurb for “Her Filthy Italians”*

March 23, 2020 by scdaiko 22 Comments

“No one writes this genre better than SC Daiko.” Julie Workman (Bookaholic Sisters Blog)

“It’s a fine art to get the balance right when delivering spicy steamy scenes with a good rounded story and SC nails it.” Kirsty Adams (Kindle Freak Book Blog)

“I devoured this book in one sitting.” Ann (Literary Lust Blog).

“I truly enjoyed this book and loved the open and carefree writing of Daiko and the true love story that develops.” Celeste. (Beyond the Covers Blog).

“The story had me gripped and was seriously hot!” A Booklover’s Emporium Book Blog

“I love the romance, the love, the sex, and the suspense is this book.” Jenny (Magic Beyond The Covers Book Blog)

“Daiko knows how to give you steamy sexy times while keeping you on the edge of your seat with an angst-filled storyline.” Chickap09

“Fun, Filthy, Flirty & Fabulous!!” Aunt G Top 1000 Reviewer Vine Voice

“Pure escapism.” Helena

“I always know when I open the “cover” of an SC Daiko book that I am going to have the time of my life!” Debra P

“I was so enthralled by this little gem and I couldn’t stop reading.” Cat

“The steam/hotness is off the charts.” Jennifer Leigh

They call me their ‘beautiful angel’. I just call them ‘my ********’…

Venice, Italy.

Sumptuous, sensual, hedonistic.

I’m here to experience it all.

So, when I meet two super-hot Italians,

who want me to join in their enticing fantasies,

I have few qualms about accepting.

After all, this is only a brief interlude in my life.

I’ll look back on it in the future as just a little fun.

In three months, I’ll return to the States and settle down.

Except, dark forces lurk beneath the murky mists of the Lagoon.

And, before too long, what started as a game has turned deadly serious.

I should run for my life before it’s too late.

But I’m already in way too deep to do that…

SC Daiko, aka Siobhan, is a British author of fast-paced bestselling contemporary romance, erotic romance and romantic suspense. When she isn’t writing or looking after guests, Siobhan loves to swim in the sea, travel around Europe, sample different food and enjoy local wine. She has worked in the City of London and taught languages in a Welsh high school before moving to Italy, where she now lives with her husband, a Havanese puppy, a wild kitten and two elderly cats. Nothing makes Siobhan happier than connecting with readers and fellow authors.

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COVER REVEAL “Her Filthy Italians”

February 14, 2020 by scdaiko 20 Comments

Title: Her Filthy Italians

Author: SC Daiko

Genre: Menage Erotic Romance

Release Date: March 20, 2020
Cover Design: Mayhem Cover Creations
Photographer: Wander Aguilar

“Venice is like eating an entire box of chocolate liqueurs in one go.”

And it’s true.

Sumptuous, sensual, hedonistic.

I’m here to experience it all.

So, when I meet two super-hot Italians,

who want me to join in their filthy fantasies,

I have few qualms about accepting.

After all, this is only a brief interlude in my life.

I’ll look back on it in the future as just a little fun.

In three months, I’ll return to the States and settle down.

Except, dark forces lurk beneath the murky mists of the lagoon.

And, before too long, what started as a game has turned deadly serious.

I should run for my life before it’s too late.

But I’m already in way too deep to do that…

I reach for her hand and pull her toward me, twirling and swinging her in time to the music. We break apart for a couple of seconds, shuffling and stepping. Marco moves toward us and I twirl her into his arms. They rock together momentarily and then he spins her back to me.
The song ends, but Ghost in the Heart follows and we carry on dancing. Marco and I pass Sefi back and forth between us. I pull her into my chest, then push her away so he can claim her and do the same.
The next song, The Alchemist, is slow. I hold her close, my hand firmly gripping hers and the other circling her waist. Marco comes up behind her, places his hands low on her hips. He reaches around her body to grasp my ass and we dance together, the three of us.
She’s quiet. What is she thinking?
Marco’s hard-on must be pressed into her butt.
She lifts her face and her eyes meet mine. I see the question there, but I also see the desire.
I tilt my head and kiss her.
She gasps but doesn’t pull away.
I open my mouth and she opens hers, our tongues dancing while our bodies rock.
Marco lets go my ass and I spin her around so he can kiss her too.
I watch them, watch his mouth meet hers hungrily, and my balls tighten.
I lean in and slide my fingers up her thighs to cup her peachy asscheeks.
She breaks away from Marco, her eyes wide. “I thought you were both gay.”
I chuckle. “We’re bi, bambina.”
She jams her hands into her armpits. “I need to sit down…”

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MAFIA LIGHT BOX SET AVAILABLE NOW!!!

November 16, 2019 by scdaiko

Title: Mafia Light Box Set

Author: SC Daiko

Genre: Contemporary/Mafia Romance

Release Date: November 13, 2019
Cover Design: Booming Covers
Photographer: Wander Aguilar
Cover Model: Travis S.

Three books for the price of one!!! For a limited time, bestselling author SC Daiko brings together her mafia light romances in a box set with an extended Christmas epilogue.

BRUTE

Daniel Collins. Single Dad. My neighbor.

He’s the rudest man I’ve ever met.

Cold. Arrogant. Reclusive.

He’s so volatile everyone calls him the BRUTE.

I should stay away from him…

but I see what he’s trying to hide…

see past his hidden pain…

see the dark past threatening to destroy him.

When we touch, he unravels me,

and the oceans set alight.

But play with fire, and you will get burned.

A fragile heart can easily be broken again.

BEAST

I’ve been sold by my own father to a BEAST

Gleb Sokolov is the definition of a savage.

He’s an animal in bed and everywhere else.

A ruthless Russian Mafia boss, badass personified.

And my father just sold me to him, to pay off a debt.

But there’s something Gleb doesn’t know,

and I’ll do anything to keep him from finding out.

Eva Petrenko

Sassy, secretive, trouble with a capital T.

She drives me damn insane.

Except, when her father offers her to me, I find I can’t resist.

She belongs with me, even if she refuses to believe it.

Eva hates me, but I’ll go to the ends of the earth to protect her.

Problem is, her father isn’t the only one with debts…

and mine are the kind I’ll need to pay with my own blood.

BRASH

Brash, aka Ben Collins.

Notorious playboy.

Drop-dead gorgeous.

But rude, impetuous and condescending.

He calls me ‘little girl’ and I hate him.

Except everything changes when our plane crashes

And I’m trapped with him on a deserted island.

I see right through those indigo-blue eyes.

Brash is damaged.

But that doesn’t give him the right to be a douchebag.

I’ll bring him to his knees

… if only he’d stop making me weak in mine.

Aly, aka Alyona Abramovich.

Mafia princess.

Beautiful and alluring

She isn’t the spoiled brat I thought she was.

There’s an innocence about her

which calls to something long buried.

That’s risky for a man like me and a woman like her.

I’m a dirty bastard at the best of times

And this isn’t the best of times…

BRUTE “a hurricane of a story! Intense, steamy and some dark secrets,” Stina, Book Haven Book Blog.

BEAST “a wonderful story, that will pull on your heart strings and bring tears to your eyes,” Susan D., Amazon Vine Voice reviewer.

BRASH “Unlike any romance novel I’ve ever read – in a great way – Brash is a love story that has a truly unique voice,” Jeeves Reads Romance.

SC Daiko, aka Siobhan, is a British author of fast-paced bestselling contemporary romance and romantic suspense. When she isn’t writing or looking after guests, Siobhan loves to swim in the sea, travel around Europe, sample different food and enjoy local wine. She has worked in the City of London and taught languages in a Welsh high school before moving to Italy, where she now lives with her husband and two cats. Nothing makes Siobhan happier than connecting with readers and fellow authors.

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COVER REVEAL “MAFIA LIGHT” Box Set (Includes BRUTE, BEAST, BRASH and an Extended Christmas Epilogue)

November 13, 2019 by scdaiko

Title: MAFIA LIGHT BOX SET

Author: SC Daiko

Genre: Contemporary Romance/Mafia Romance

Release Date: November 18, 2019

Cover Design: Booming Covers

Photographer: Wander Aguilar

Cover Model: Travis S.

Three books for the price of one!!! For a limited time, bestselling author SC Daiko brings together her mafia light romances in a box set with an extended Christmas epilogue.

Add to your Goodreads TBR https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/48755128-mafia-light-box-set

BRUTE “a hurricane of a story! Intense, steamy and some dark secrets,” Stina, Book Haven Book Blog.

BEAST “a wonderful story, that will pull on your heart strings and bring tears to your eyes,” Susan D., Amazon Vine Voice reviewer.

BRASH “Unlike any romance novel I’ve ever read – in a great way – Brash is a love story that has a truly unique voice,” Jeeves Reads Romance.

BRUTE

Daniel Collins. Single Dad. My neighbor.

He’s the rudest man I’ve ever met.

Cold. Arrogant. Reclusive.

He’s so volatile everyone calls him the BRUTE.

I should stay away from him…

but I see what he’s trying to hide…

see past his hidden pain…

see the dark past threatening to destroy him.

When we touch, he unravels me,

and the oceans set alight.

But play with fire, and you will get burned.

A fragile heart can easily be broken again.

BEAST

I’ve been sold by my own father to a BEAST

Gleb Sokolov is the definition of a savage.

He’s an animal in bed and everywhere else.

A ruthless Russian Mafia boss, badass personified.

And my father just sold me to him, to pay off a debt.

But there’s something Gleb doesn’t know,

and I’ll do anything to keep him from finding out.

Eva Petrenko

Sassy, secretive, trouble with a capital T.

She drives me damn insane.

Except, when her father offers her to me, I find I can’t resist.

She belongs with me, even if she refuses to believe it.

Eva hates me, but I’ll go to the ends of the earth to protect her.

Problem is, her father isn’t the only one with debts…

and mine are the kind I’ll need to pay with my own blood.

BRASH

Brash, aka Ben Collins.

Notorious playboy.

Drop-dead gorgeous.

But rude, impetuous and condescending.

He calls me ‘little girl’ and I hate him.

Except everything changes when our plane crashes

And I’m trapped with him on a deserted island.

I see right through those indigo-blue eyes.

Brash is damaged.

But that doesn’t give him the right to be a douchebag.

I’ll bring him to his knees

… if only he’d stop making me weak in mine.

Aly, aka Alyona Abramovich.

Mafia princess.

Beautiful and alluring

She isn’t the spoiled brat I thought she was.

There’s an innocence about her

which calls to something long buried.

That’s risky for a man like me and a woman like her.

I’m a dirty bastard at the best of times

And this isn’t the best of times…

ROCK STAR is available now!!!

October 28, 2019 by scdaiko

I am happy to announce that Rock Star has been published on Amazon!!!

Axel Wainwright. British rock god. Bad boy.

He sets the crowds on fire with his voice and his words.

Singing backup for him is my dream job.

My big chance to get recognised and become a star.

Music is my life and now it consumes me.

HE consumes me.

But I have my career to think about; I’ve worked years for this.

I need to keep my distance from Axel, or he’ll burn me to ashes.

Except, guess what? The best-laid plans have a habit of going wrong.

My name is Phoenix Johnson, and, like Icarus, I’ve flown too close to the sun.

Amazon USA: https://amzn.to/36eDWcv

Amazon UK: https://amzn.to/2p8r0Ei

Amazon AU: https://amzn.to/36jnSGm

Amazon CA: https://amzn.to/2MR5r48

Worldwide: http://viewbook.at/ROCKSTARSCD

Book Trailer: https://youtu.be/hMkzbFOdTPs

Advance Reader Review quotes:

“I was hanging on to every word,” A Book Lovers Emporium Book Blog

“beautiful intense heartfelt,” Goodreads reviewer

“beyond steamy,” Goodreads reviewer

“Axel Wainwright stole my heart,” Goodreads reviewer

“A great rockstar read,” Goodreads reviewer

“Passion, heartache, family love – this story had it all,” Kindle Freak Book Blog

“melted my Kindle,” Goodreads reviewer

“Axel and Phoenix were an absolute joy to read about,” Goodreads reviewer

“Axel had me swooning,” Goodreads reviewer

“A definite must read,” Ann (Literary Lust)

“this author nailed it,” Goodreads reviewer

“Great, engaging characters,” Goodreads reviewer

“Sweet and romantic,” Beyond the Covers Blog

“the two main characters are to die for,” Goodreads reviewer

“This story will touch you,” Goodreads reviewer

“I highly, highly recommend Rock Star,” Goodreads reviewer

“Go … Grab this book… Read it! SC Daiko never disappoints!!” Goodreads reviewer

“Another must read book by an awesome author.” Goodreads reviewer

COVER REVEAL “ROCK STAR”

October 3, 2019 by scdaiko

Title: ROCK STAR

Author: SC Daiko

Genre: Contemporary Romance/NA Romance

Release Date: October 31, 2019

Cover Design: Mayhem Cover Creations

Photographer: Wander Aguilar

Cover Model: Zack Salaun

Axel Wainwright. British rock god. Bad boy.

He sets the crowds on fire with his voice and his words.

Singing backup for him is my dream job.

My big chance to get recognised and become a star.

Music is my life and now it consumes me.

HE consumes me.

But I have my career to think about; I’ve worked years for this.

I need to keep my distance from Axel, or he’ll burn me to ashes.

Except, guess what? The best-laid plans have a habit of going wrong.

My name is Phoenix Johnson, and, like Icarus, I’ve flown too close to the sun.

The guys were waiting backstage behind a velvet curtain when I joined them. They all told me I looked beautiful and I said the same back to them. I wasn’t lying… they were freaking rock gods, dressed in ripped jeans, skin-tight tees, chains and amulets around their necks, each one of them over six feet in height and drop-dead gorgeous. In my heels, my head only came up to their chins as they pulled me into a group hug—it was what they always did before a concert, and it felt oddly reassuring.

“Awesome tat, Firebird,” Axel whispered into my ear, sending a shiver to my core.

“Can’t wait to see yours,” I countered, my voice breathy.

His gaze lingered on me, stripping me naked.

Oh, God.

I guessed it was this sexy dress… he’d treated me one hundred percent professionally while I’d been practicing with him at his place, keeping his distance and not repeating the kiss he’d given me that first time.

The time when I’d felt his hard-on as I’d brushed past him.

Now wasn’t the moment to think about such things, though. The music being played on the sound system beforehand had fallen silent, and I could sense the anticipation of the audience as we walked onto the darkened stage.

We took up our positions, the stage lights hitting us and an eruption of whistles and screams broke out. Foxy clacked his sticks three times, then brought them down on the skins. Rhys launched into the riff, his guitar wailing. Zach came in on the keyboards. Axel added the bass and his voice cut through the air like a shard of glass. ‘Ghost in the Heart’—all crashes and slashing cords lit by flashing, almost blinding white light—was the perfect overture, and I felt honored to be contributing my voice harmonies toward it.

The crowd went wild, I could tell from the whoops, but, as the song neared its end, the band surprised them by kicking the tempo up a notch. Foxy drummed faster, faster, faster, and Axel shouted, “jump!” The spinning stage lights flashed to purple, and the audience was suddenly, undeniably, at a ChiMera rave, having the time of their lives.

Song followed electrifying song. I couldn’t take my eyes off Axel. He was mesmerizing, seeming to touch the life of every person in the crowd. He spread his arms out wide then brought them in, pointing toward the wildest fans, who then lost their shit. After crouching and singing to the front row, he would leap up in an explosion of energy that sent the entire nightclub into a frenzy. He fed off the response, devouring it like he’d been starved, and throwing it back at them, his infectious performance almost tangible, like something they could reach out and grasp in their hands.

With bated breath, I waited for the ‘off the shirt’ moment. When it came, toward the end of the set, my legs felt as if they would slip from under me. Dammit he was ripped. Freaking beautiful. He threw his tee into the audience and the spotlight followed it to the lucky recipient, a dark-haired lady who let out a squeal of pleasure before burying her nose in it. Axel held every woman in the audience in his hands at that point. I wouldn’t have been surprised if they’d thrown their panties at him. I stared at the stunning bass guitar tat on his shoulder and I couldn’t help smiling. He was such a bad ass.