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COVER REVEAL “Her Filthy Italians”

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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…”

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

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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 will release end of October!!!

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Here is the latest draft of the blurb!

“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.”

HERE

 

Here are a couple of extracts.

PHOENIX

He was so beautiful I forgot to breathe… not something anyone, let alone a singer, should ever forget to do.
Dirty collar-length blond hair all messed up.
A close-cropped beard.
Smoldering dark-brown eyes.
Eyes that were trained on mine.
Tormented eyes…

AXEL

Bending into the mic, I raked my gaze down her smoking hot body, lingering on her gorgeous ass encased in those skin-tight jeans. Her t-shirt hugged what looked like a luscious pair of tits. I wondered if they were real…
Not that I’d ever find out.
Not with her.
Anyone else, and I’d have already scored a hit.
I liked women, and they liked me.
I liked to fuck.
Hard, and often.
Apart from singing, writing songs, and running CM Records with my bandmates and management team, fucking was the only other thing I was good at…

Cover Reveal LADY of VENICE by SIOBHAN DAIKO

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Title: Lady of Venice
Author: SC Daiko writing as Siobhan Daiko 
Genre: Historical Time-Slip Romance; Historical Mystery and Suspense
Release Date: July 22, 2019
Cover Design: Cover Kitchen
From international bestselling author SC Daiko, writing under her name Siobhan Daiko, comes a captivating historical romance set in Venice and the Veneto region of Italy.
 
In 1504, Cecilia, a beautiful feisty young woman, joins the court of a Venetian lady where she catches the eye of a powerful stranger who will stop at nothing to make her his.
 
Nearly five centuries later, Fern, on vacation from London to deal with a personal trauma, finds herself drawn inescapably into Cecilia’s life.
 
Echoes of the past begin to manifest themselves in the present through a series of startling coincidences until past and present collide, throwing both Fern and Cecilia into deathly danger.
 
Can Fern stay safe and come to terms with her own past?
 
“Previously published as Lady of Asolo, Lady of Venice has been re-edited and re-written.”
The Court leaves for Murano, where the Queen will stay until tomorrow. As well as entertaining the Marques, she wants to buy glass. I have a day and a night ahead of me to spend as I please. Well, not quite as I please for there are servants here who’ll spy on me. Dorotea has told me I should stuff pillows under my bedcovers so that it will seem as if I am sleeping. And that’s what I do when Zorzo calls. 
 
In his studio, my fingers shake as they hold the brush. How clumsy I am today. He covers my hand with his and my confidence soars. I can feel his breath against my ear, soft and warm. Turning towards him, I run the tips of my fingers lightly down his cheek. I suck in a gasp and a quiver travels down to my core.
 
Zorzo moans, but he does not stop me when I move my hand down his body and encounter his arousal. His eyes hold mine and I feel as if I shall sink into them; liquid gold, they burn with desire. How different he is from Signor Lodovico. I don’t like to think of that man and banish him from my mind.
 
My painter reaches down and unpins my hair (for today I have dressed it properly). He entwines his hands in my tresses and pulls me against him. ‘Lady Cecilia, you will be the undoing of me.’
 
I lift my mouth to his and our lips meet. The softness makes my insides shiver. We stumble to the bed in the corner of the studio and lower ourselves onto it. Our tongues are dancing and my whole body is on fire. ‘Are you sure, dolcezza?’
 
I nod, the decision made. The step I’m taking will alter the course of my life, yet I can’t envisage any other destiny for me than to become one with this man. 
 
‘You are a horsewoman,’ he says, lifting his lips from mine. ‘Your maidenhead will have been stretched. Even so, I shall enter you slowly, so you do not feel too much pain.’
 
For a second, I am perplexed. Our gaze locks and his eyes burn with such love that I know this can’t be wrong. Whatever the church says, we aren’t sinners. There’s no need for us to speak the words. There will be time for that later. He lifts my gown and I let out a small cry as he pushes gently into me, my sex resisting only momentarily. Only a twinge and then we rock together, and I’m lost to the exquisiteness of the sensation. 
 
Too soon, it’s over. Zorzo shudders and withdraws from me, pulling a kerchief from his pocket and covering his prick. ‘You know how babes are made?’ he says. ‘I can’t spill my seed inside you or we shall have a child. The next time we make love, you will know the pleasure I’ve just experienced, my sweet. Just give me some moments to regain my strength.’
 
He gets up from the bed and goes to the sideboard where there’s a flagon of wine. We drink and nibble biscotti, then wash, then take our time over lovemaking. I had no idea that a man could make a woman writhe the way I’m doing. Have I no shame? I’m lying naked with my legs apart and my lover’s hand is doing such things to me that my whole body is trembling. 
 
On the brink of that joy, like the one I felt the other night, about to reach the end of a blissful journey that has built and built, Zorzo stops. ‘I want to be inside you when you climax. It will be stronger for you.’
 
And he is right. Pleasuring myself can’t be compared with what is happening now. He thrusts into me and I arch against him. Arching and rubbing myself against him until a spark inside me grows into a flame of such exquisiteness that I’m completely lost to it.
Siobhan Daiko, who also writes as SC Daiko, is an award-winning British author of international bestselling contemporary and historical romance and romantic suspense. 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 her happier than connecting with readers.
 

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*** BRASH Release Blitz ***

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Title: BRASH: An Enemies to Lovers Romance
Author: SC Daiko
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Romantic Suspense
Release Date: June 17, 2019

 

Blurb
I’m cast away on a tropical island with a dirty, damaged alpha-hole.
Women swoon over him.
I’m not one of them.
I hate him.
And I see right through those indigo-blue eyes.
Brash is hurting.
But that doesn’t
give him the right to be a douchebag.
Especially now that I’m all he’s got here.
A mafia princess who knows how to set someone straight.
I will bring him to his knees.
If only he’d stop making me weak in mine.
His strong arms have become my refuge.
And his gorgeous smile, my hope.
He tells me that I belong to him.
That he’ll protect me in this dangerous place.
But what happens if my heart is at risk?
Who will save me then?
From international bestselling author SC Daiko comes a thrilling new standalone romantic suspense novel, a spin-off from BRUTE, BEAST and Nanny and the BRATVA BOSS.
Purchase Links
99c for a VERY limited time!!
AMAZON US / UK / CA / AU
Read with your Kindle Unlimited subscription!!!
Trailer
Playlist
Come Away Me – Norah Jones
Beyond the Sea – Robbie Williams
Blue Ocean Floor – Justin
Timberlake
The Sea – Morcheeba
Paradise – Coldplay
A Sky Full of Stars – Coldplay & Shakira
Shallow – Lady Gaga & Bradley Cooper
Fall at Your Feet – Crowded House
Crazy for You – Adele
Sea Song – Lisa Hannigan
Photograph – Ed Sheeran

BRASH COVER REVEAL AND RAFFLECOPTER GIVEAWAY

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Title: BRASH: An Enemies to Lovers Romance
Author: SC Daiko
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Cover Design: Letitia Hasser, RBA Designs
Release Date: June 17, 2019
Blurb
Survive a plane crash. Get marooned on a deserted island with a dirty, damaged alpha-hole. What could be worse?
Alyona
They say there’s a fine line between love and hate.
I believe it.
Brash sure lives up to his nickname.
Impetuous and rude, the billionaire hotel developer can’t
possibly offer me anything but a much-needed paycheck.
Except, everything changes when our plane crashes.
Not only do we have to face the dangers of this tropical
island, we must also endure our growing attraction to each other.
Brash
The spoiled, self-entitled mafia princess isn’t all she
appears.
Beautiful and alluring, Alyona also possesses an innocence
that 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.
The perils we face are pushing us together.
And keeping things professional is no longer an option once
I’m set on making her mine.
We’ve survived a plane crash, but can we survive the island
with our hearts intact?
Excerpt
The current was strong and pulling us away from the wreckage. I kept my arm around Aly, lifting her face. I creased my forehead, trying to work out our flight path.

Where the fuck were we?
An ice-cold shard of panic pierced the pit of my stomach. I tried to ignore it. Fucking impossible. For the first time in my life since I was a child, events had overtaken me. Were out of my control. And there wasn’t a damn thing I could do other than try and survive.
Aly moaned and I whispered, “I’m here. You’re safe.”
She shivered and I held her close to share my body heat. Not that there was much of that. I was chilled to the bone.
I looked around again. We were surrounded by nothing but rolling waves.
Stay calm. I repeated the words to myself like a mantra.
Hours passed, it seemed, although I wasn’t sure. I felt completely disoriented. Aly had passed out again; I kept checking her pulse. My eyelids grew heavy and I wanted to doze off, but we’d be separated.
The sound of splashing. A pod of dolphins had arrived, eyes flickering with curiosity.
“Hey, guys,” I managed to rasp. “Come to rescue us?” I laughed at the absurdity of my question. With a wave of their tails, they left in obvious pursuit of some lunch.
The current took us further and further away from where the plane had gone down. 
More splashing. Rhythmical this time. I swept my gaze around again and a slow smile of relief spread across my face. I let out a whoop. The sound I’d heard was the noise of waves hitting the barrier reef to
an island. I could just see it in my peripheral vision.
I kicked my feet so frantically my shoes came off. Using the arm not holding Aly, I swam hard, fighting the current that was sweeping us parallel to land.
Kick, kick, kick.
I spotted a break in the waves and managed to propel us through it into the calm waters of a lagoon.
My lungs burning, I kept swimming until my feet touched the sandy bottom.
With the last vestiges of my energy, I heaved Aly out of the water onto the shore.
I turned her onto her side and tilted her head backwards. Then, totally wrung-out, I collapsed next to her.