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Friday, August 11, 2017 Presents: Murder Trilogy by B.J. Wane; #BookTour, #NowAvailable, #OutNow

DISCLAIMER: These books are intended for adults only. It contains elements of power exchange, BDSM, and explicit sexual scenes. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase this book.

About Logan:

Logan Lemaster drew Melanie Barnes under his protective wing the moment he rescued her from a fall off her bike. She had been six and he thirteen and his over protectiveness didnít abate over the next twenty years. When a good friend ends up murdered on the familyís private island following one of his and his cousins BDSM weekend parties, Melanie insists on being there to comfort Logan. Only, he hadnít counted on the grown womanís tenacious determination to worm her way past his defenses and into his bed. Having spent the past eight years, since Melanie reached adulthood and made her interest in expanding on their friendship known, heíd refused to jeopardize their special bond by introducing her to his kinky preferences. But he was only human, and when her grief over an assault on a co-worker sends him to comfort her, his good intentions fall to the wayside under her responsive body. As he and his cousins plan to hold another BDSM party to feel out their friends for hints about which one had betrayed them in the worst way, he tutors Melanie in his sexual preferences so she can join him. But as they grow closer, so does the killer, and when her life is threatened, Logan knew he would stop at nothing to protect her and make her his in every way.


About Hunter:

After rescuing a woman from the storm-tossed waters surrounding his family island, Hunter Lemaster grows suspicious of Chloe Markhamís motive for being out in the inclement weather.† When his stranded guest exhibits signs of submissiveness and neglected need, her shy demeanor drew on the strict Dom side of him and he couldnít resist giving her what she so desperately needed.† Taking advantage of her vulnerable state, he used his expertise to question her, but still was unable to get the full truth from her.

After returning to Charleston from her ill-fated trip to Magnolia Island, Chloe resigns herself to returning to La Rouge, the club her best friend introduced her to, to seek answers to her death.† After getting herself in a bind of her own making, sheís shocked when Hunter Lemaster swoops in to rescue her.† The truth is out about why she had been so close to his island and Hunter agrees to let Chloe accompany him back to Magnolia when his friends return so she can assist in their continued search for a murder.† A threat against Chloe at the end of the weekend proved they were on to something and also convinced Hunter to keep Chloe close, for her safety and his pleasure.


About Ryder:

Jada Michaels had been lusting after Detective Ryder Lemaster for two years, but failed to get more than a passing nod from him at the police station. Then an opportunity arises to further her career by investigating the murder case of a friend of Ryderís on the sly. After he tries to dissuade her by making a bet and losing, Jada agrees to let Ryder tutor her in sexual submissiveness in order to attend a private party with all the suspects invited as guests.

Ryder had struggled against his attraction to Jada because he couldíve sworn the IT technician didnít possess a submissive bone in her sleek, well-toned body. To his astonishment, and hers, she responded without fail to every hard slap and every dominate sexual demand. But after losing his wife to cancer, he swore off relationships and refused to let his need for Jada go any further than their short foray into the investigation. It took seeing another man come on to her and a risk to her life to open his eyes to what had been right before him all along.

As the murderer is revealed and secrets on Magnolia Island unearthed, the Lemaster men and their women have come to grips with the betrayals surrounding them.

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About the Author:

BJ Wade has been writing erotic spanking romances for nine years and have 16 books published by Pink Flamingo. When not writing, she enjoys reading, puzzles and being outside as much as weather will allow.

She loves dogs, babysitting her grandkids and granddogs and chocolate! BJ Wade and her husband have traveled extensively and she pens locations she has visited. She loves feedback from readers-both good and bad-so please feel free to email her at

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An elderly, short man flipped the curtain back and looked up at him, but Logan only had eyes for Melanieís small, huddled form lying on the narrow hospital bed.† Looking at the cloud of disheveled, black hair framing her white as a ghost face, round as saucers, tear-filled blue eyes and the vivid swelling of the left side of her face, his anger returned with gut clenching force.† Sidling around the portly doctor, he stepped to the side of the bed, lowered the rail and bent to kiss her nose.

ìGot yourself into another scrape, I see.î† He breathed a sigh of relief when the tears hovering on her lashes dried up and humor lit her face.

ìHere to rescue me again, I see.î

ìAs always.† Whereíre you hurt?î

Melanie wanted to say nowhere now that he was there, giving her that familiar look of exasperated fondness underscored with concern.† The attack, brief as it was, left her shaken with vulnerability, the impotent sense of violation difficult to shrug off in her usual, offhand manner.† Aches and pains were making themselves known, surprising her with how many places now throbbed.

ìA little everywhere, but Iím fine, ready to get out of here and go home.î† For the first time that Melanie could remember, Logan bore a look on his face she didnít want to tempt pushing.† She had never seen him so angry, but she wasnít afraid for herself, more like worried over what he might do to retaliate on her behalf.† The last thing she wanted was for him to land in jail alongside her attacker.† Laying her hand over his braced on the propped-up pillow as he leaned over her, she urged, ìTake me home, Logan.† Please.î

The slight trembling of Melanieís fingers against the back of his hand sealed his decision to take her home with him even though Logan knew the torment of having her close twenty/four seven would test his resolve in a way it had never been tested before.† ìYouíre coming home with me.† You donít need to be alone right now and with your parents out of town it only makes sense to come stay with me for a few days.î

ìOkay.î† The surprise on his face drew a chuckle from her.† ìWhat?† Did you expect me to argue?î† Really, did he not know that with him was where sheíd wanted to be for years?

Not trusting her easy compliance after the past weeks of silence, he had to warn her, ìNo repeats of the last time I saw you.

EXCERPT Taken From Hunter (R):

“Know what I think?”
“No, what?”
“I think you could benefit from getting back into the swing of things again, and since you’re on my island, uninvited, I’ve decided you need to obey my rules, and suffer the consequences if you don’t.”
Oh, God.  Why did that simple dictate send a shiver of excitement rolling through her?  Before her brain could click in and send the signal to her mouth to tell him no, he whipped the tee shirt over her head, grasped her hands and placed her palms flat on the glass, level with her shoulders.
“Do not move them from that spot.”
And just that quick, Hunter tossed her back into that place where Chloe could let go of all her cares and concerns.  That strong, commanding tone brooked no argument, the look he pinned on her in the glass demanded just as much compliance.  He brought his hard hands up, cupped the fullness of her breasts and kneaded the soft flesh that hadn’t felt a man’s touch in what seemed like forever, but in reality, had not been all that long.
“Look at you,” Hunter breathed, not surprised at her quick complaisance.  He nailed it on the head when he labeled her submissive.  He watched as she glanced at herself, winced then looked away.  Frowning, he asked, “What did you see you didn’t like?”
“The storm,” Chloe returned with a bite of defensiveness in her tone.
So, there was a little fire behind the meek exterior.  Good to know.  Grasping her right nipple, he pinched the tender bud, hard.  “Try again.”
Gasping from the searing pleasure of that sharp pain, she admitted with a scowl, “An overweight woman pushing thirty.”  She started to lower her hands to shield herself from his knowing look, but once again he stopped her with a succinct dictum.
“Don’t move.”  

EXCERPT Taken From Ryder (R):

“Look at me, Jada,” Ryder commanded when he saw the instant panic flaring in her eyes.
That low, dictating voice demanded her obedience and she never thought to resist.  The second her eyes landed on Ryder, Jada experienced a new and strange sensation spreading through her taut body.  She had no label to pin on it as all the tension inside her seemed to melt into a puddle of warm comfort.  Her mind fought against giving in to the total submission he demanded, but her body, her traitorous flesh, reveled in the hot carnality of that look.  That green gaze zeroed in on her up thrust breasts and that’s all it took for her nipples to pucker even tighter before he shifted his eyes between her legs.  Jada wanted to lift her knees and close her legs, the gape of her labia leaving nothing to the imagination, but that funny feeling appeared to have robbed her of all coherent thought and replaced it with a thread of excitement and need.
“Excellent,” Ryder murmured, damn near sweating at the way she responded.  Laying the flogger across her quivering abdomen, he uncapped the tube of lubricant and applied a generous dose to the thinner anal probe attached to the wide, ridged pussy vibrator.  “This width and length will be just right for someone who hasn’t indulged in anal play,” he explained.
A soft cry from Melanie drew both of their gazes to see Logan inserting a similar double toy between her legs.  Jada held her breath, watching Ryder move to the foot of the lounge, bend and position the dildo between her legs.  With slow precision, he pushed the silicone phallus inside her orifices, the glide against previously untouched, unknown sensitive nerve endings setting off tingles of pleasure where she never imagined pleasure could be had.  All along, she’d thought there was little she didn’t at least know about when it came to sex, even though she’d acknowledged her lack of education in kink due to disinterest.  Man, had she been wrong.
Ryder worked both dildos inside her until they were embedded to the hilt then flicked a knob at the base, startling Jada with the series of tiny, vibrating pulses up and down each orifice.  Instant, searing pleasure erupted throughout her pelvis and she marveled at the exquisite sensations she’d been ignorant of until now.  Her inner muscles spasmed around both phalluses, the arousing tingle of nerve endings in her rectum stoking the sweeping firestorm of heat spreading up from her pelvis.
“I think she likes this part,” Logan commented before following that dry remark with a flick of his flogger over Melanie’s waist.
“Let’s see if she’ll like this part as much.”

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