Saturday, September 20, 2014

Cover Reveal: Ann Mayburn's Exquisite Danger (Iron Horse MC)

For those of us that have been patiently waiting for part two of Smoke & Swan's story in Ms. Mayburn's latest series Iron Horse MC; good news, we're one step closer!


Here is the cover for Exquisite Danger:
For the first time in my life I know what it’s like to be completely and truly adored by a man who loves me for exactly who I am, a high functioning autistic with more personality quirks than there are stars in the Texas Hill Country night sky.
Some people think my boyfriend, Smoke, is a total biker psycho, a natural born killer who will destroy anyone who threatens what he considers his. They wouldn’t be wrong, but he’s so much more than that. He’s my dark salvation, my beloved fallen angel who is trying with all of his wicked heart to save me from what seems like an entire world bent on either killing me or a fate worse than death.
We’re headed to the Denver, Colorado chapter of the Iron Horse MC, chasing after my narcissistic, junkie mother who decided to steal from some very bad men leaving her two daughters behind to pay the price for her betrayal. My twin sister, Sarah, old lady to the Iron Horse MC president, is looking for my mother as well, but Sarah’s gone rogue and has no one to guard her back which worries me deeply. To further complicate matters, there are traitors in the Iron Horse MC who are working with my mother, not only helping her to escape but also informing my enemies of my every move.

The odds are stacked against me, but I will do whatever is necessary to protect those I love, and with Smoke at my side, I just might make it out of this mess alive.

I'm beyond giddy that it's almost here!!  
To tide everyone over here's a excerpt: 
Chapter One

The burning Texas sun set over the distant hills in spectacular bursts of amethyst, cardinal red, and tangerine while a warm breeze moved over my skin like a caress. It was late summer nights like these, idyllic evenings when laughter and the smell of cooking food filled the air, that made me regret ever leaving the raw beauty of the Texas hill country. I took a long pull from my cold beer and gazed across the yard to where my amazing man, Smoke, stood talking with my good friend Indigo’s parents, Ron and Bettie, an older Asian couple. They looked like a couple of tie-die-wearing hippies that time had forgotten while Smoke seemed all the more dark and dangerous standing with them, like some kind of post-apocalypse War Barron…an apex predator. Except right now he looked like an amused predator conversing with two earnest chipmunks.
Ron and Bettie were actually pretty sane for preppers, but they’d talk your ear off about ‘the man’ if you gave them half a chance, and I wondered if Smoke was perplexed or amused by them. I know Indigo thought they were just batshit crazy; they drove her nuts with their ever evolving list of people they swore were trying to kill them. Funny thing was, the more you listened to them the more you started to believe that their weird conspiracy theories might have a ring of truth to them.
Memories of nights spent at Indigo’s compound flitted through my mind like sheets of paper caught in a windstorm as the years peeled back. Ron and Bettie were more than a little odd, but they treated me like one of their own and were two of the few people I trusted on sight. They were close with my parents and would often come over to play cards on our big, screened-in back porch and laugh about the world going to hell. A bolt of melancholy tightened my chest as I realized how much I missed them…though right now I was far more interested in my man than my friend’s parents.
Poor Smoke, he actually looked like he was really thinking about what they were saying with a slightly bemused smile curving his lips. Considering Ron and Bettie were conspiracy theorists he was probably getting an earful about the Vagrants, an evil political entity Ron and Bettie believed was slowly taking over the world. That was why they’d decided to stop watching cable TV. They swore mind control devices had been implanted by the Vagrants inside of cable boxes and got all their news off the Internet instead from websites of people who’s wacked out political views made Ron and Bettie look sane.
Indigo had a touch of their paranoia, but she was one of the best private investigators in the country at twenty-one so maybe that wasn’t a bad thing.
I had to laugh at myself as I watched my big, badass biker boyfriend talking with them in their faded tie-dye clothing. I swear they were roughly half his massive size, and his commanding presence made them seem even smaller. Smoke’s fist was nearly as big as Ron’s head, and the memory of those big hands on me sent rather pleasant sparks of pleasure dancing through my body.
From the top of his head covered in curly black hair to his sexy feet—no, seriously, the man even has gorgeous feet—he was one hundred percent mine. The good and the bad. Sometimes I saw a hint of true darkness in him, the dispassionate gaze of a killer, and it scared me and aroused me at the same time. But if Smoke was the king of the jungle, I was his queen, and I had a touch of darkness myself. We were an odd couple, to be sure, but beneath our skin our hearts beat to the same savage rhythm.
Even though my sex was still sore from the hard fuck he’d given me last night I craved him to the point where I planned on throwing myself on him and tearing off his clothes the first second we were alone. When he’d taken my virginity he woke a hunger in me that bordered on ravenous. I wanted to devour him, to lock us away in my bedroom and make him give me pleasure until I passed out. I knew how good those perfect, full lips of his felt wrapped around my nipples and how his big hands could hold my body still while he bit me with little stinging nips that set my body ablaze.
He was just such a big, solid man all over. Including his magnificent cock with the piercing beneath the base that rested against his balls. A shiver raced down my spine and settled between my hips as I imagined how that wonderful bit of metal would hit my clit just right while fucking doggy style. Another wave of heat sensitized my pussy and I shifted, somehow drawing his attention to me past all the other people at the big party to where I stood leaning against a tree and watched the festivities around me..
When his dark gaze met mine I swore the world hushed for a moment, nothing existed except my pounding heart and his handsome face. The setting sun hit his cheekbones and his bold, Aztec nose just right, turning him into the living statue of a warrior. Without even trying he enchanted me and my knees weakened to the point where I had to brace myself against the tree. I was spellbound by his dark gaze, completely ensnared by his raw, masculine beauty.
That was the only way I could describe my feelings for him, that he wove some type of magical enchantment over me that held me in ethereal bondage, draining my will and replacing it with his. I gladly surrendered to him, and my breath caught at the flare of passion between us as he casually rubbed his lips while pretending to listen to Bettie yammer on about the world ending.
Despite the fact that I wore a pair of faded jeans and a black tank top with a pair of my beat up old boots, he stared at me like I was nude and had been rubbed down with oil, cranking my overwhelming arousal even higher. I didn’t like getting turned on with my parents around—it was weird—but at the same time, I loved the way the heat built between us until I was melting with it. If he slipped his long, rough fingers between my legs right now he’d find me slick with desire.
I had to tighten my grip on my beer bottle, suddenly certain that it would slip from my useless grip as my heart raced when he began to make his way across the yard to me. Yelling children ran past him while people eating burgers and ribs tried to get his attention, but he avoided the kids and ignored the adults. His attention was focused totally on me and I couldn’t help the goofy smile hurting my cheeks as he came closer. Elation filled me and I took a step away from my tree, then another, eager to bask in his presence like a cat in a patch of sunlight on a cold winter day.
When Smoke gazed at me like this I knew I was the center of his universe. He looked at me in a way no one ever had, like I was more important than air and the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. I would never, ever get tired of the way Smoke watched me. Putting a little swing in my hips I stepped up beneath the green leaves of the old tree until the toes of my battered cowboy boots were touching his black motorcycle boots. The scent of summer filled the air around us, the sun-baked earth mixing with the sharp spice of the fire and the sweet darkness of barbeque. He smelled really, really good, a hint of sweat mixed with sun-warmed skin and his soap. He’d actually brought a bar of his personal soap with him and insisted on washing me with it when we shared a shower this morning. He really, really got off on me smelling like him. Not that I was complaining, being bathed by Smoke was a decadent experience and one of the best ways in the world to greet the day.
I looked up and brushed a strand of hair from my face while we stared at each other like love-besotted fools. Tonight I actually wore my high maintenance hair down and loose at Smoke’s request. I was constantly moving it off my face, which was annoying, but totally worth every bit of irritation when Smoke ran his fingers through the long strands with a look of pure satisfaction. He cupped my cheek, leaned down and rubbed his nose along mine, then brushed a soft kiss over my lips. Even that modest touch made my skin tingle, and I sighed against his mouth, pressing my body against his even as I kept my hands at my side. If I touched him I’d either grab his magnificent ass or run my fingers through his dark, silken curls while hauling his mouth to mine in a rather wanton display that would be totally inappropriate in front of my neighbors.
The slightest hint of his tongue brushed my lips and I groaned softly, stealing a taste of him before he lifted his head and grinned down at me, still stroking my cheek in a hypnotizing rhythm. I knew I was the only person who ever got to see the soft, tender side of Smoke and I relished his open affection for me. In the world of the Iron Horse MC, where he was the Master at Arms for the founding chapter, Smoke was feared, and with good reason. I’d witnessed him losing his temper when we first met, and the pure rage he put off scared me. Even back then he’d been oddly attuned to my every need and had immediately calmed himself when he saw that his anger scared me.
“Hey, beautiful baby,” Smoke said with a rough purr in his voice. “You tryin’ to get your daddy to shoot me?”
I laughed, very aware of my father glaring at Smoke from where he sat at a picnic table near the fire pit. A hint of unease moved through me; my dad could very well be considering how to end the life of my much older boyfriend. Or, as Smoke liked me to call him, my man. Even my dad’s disapproval couldn’t quell the need coiling inside of me, and I slipped my hands into Smoke’s and gave a soft squeeze. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched Mimi sit down on my dad’s lap and he glared at her for a second before his lips curved into a reluctant smile and his eyes filled with warmth. They were true soul mates and I was happy for them, happy to have been blessed with parents who could show me what true love meant.
“No, I don’t want my dad to shoot you. He might hit something important. Something I really like.” I bumped my hips to his, the press of his big erection against my body sending a shiver of electric desire down my spine and straight to my clit. Fuck, knowledge was a dangerous thing. Before Smoke I’d been totally inexperienced and I had no idea how good sex could be. I have this issue with people touching me, a sensory issue combined with a fear of strangers, and before Smoke I’d never met a man who could touch me like he could. My body belonged to him from the very start and I loved the way he made me feel.
It would be nice to relax with Smoke, once we found my sister and my mom, then keep the Mafia, the Russians, and the Los Diablos MC from killing me. Once this was all over I wanted to spend a solid week in bed with Smoke, fucking each other senseless. My body hummed with arousal and I rubbed against him again, unconsciously seeking the relief I knew he could give me, and the ability to escape my worries and fear that I could only find in his arms.
His deep chuckle vibrated against my breasts. “What naughty things are you thinking about? Is it about my tongue in your pussy, or my cock?”
I frowned up at him, trying to ignore the way my lady bits were now throbbing. Damn he had a sexy ass voice, all deep and growly. Male, primal, hot. “How do you know I’m thinking about sex?”
“Because you do these long, slow bites on your lower lip when you’re getting turned on. When I see those pretty white teeth sinking into one of my favorite places to kiss I know you’re thinking about me touching you. I could fuck you for days at a time, satisfy you until you don’t know your own name, but now is not the time or place so stop being so fuckin’ sexy. You’re killin’ me.”
I sighed and wrapped my arms around his waist, resting my cheek against his chest with a low sigh. “I was just thinking that it will be nice to go home when this is over…and touching you.”
He made a happy sound and pulled me tight against him, his arms solid as a tree trunks wrapping around me and holding me close. “I can’t wait to get you home either.” 


While we wait for it's release be sure to check out Part One: Exquisite Trouble!
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Link to buy ALL her other books! ;) I am in love with her Submissive Wish (a smoking hot BDSM series), and Bondmates (a new out of this world scifi series) books, in case you need something to read this weekend.  :)

Tuesday, August 26, 2014


5 reasons to do The Novel Experience:


  1. It’s Vegas. It’s cheap. Like cheapy cheap. 149-189 a night depending on the room you choose. On a hotel RIGHT ON THE STRIP! Oh and its 3 days pre and post for the prices too! Make a vacation outta it for a fraction of the price!
  2.  Over 350 readers have already signed on! We are expecting a LOT more!
  3. Unlike AAD, we have room for 300+ authors as our ballroom is MASSIVE. If you have been trying to get into AAD, this is JUST LIKE AAD, but more author opportunities. AUTHOR SPOTS ARE STILL OPEN! Spots are 200$ and include YOU and your Assistant, food all day in the Author green room, and a Friday night welcome event! (Possibly some other goodies from the Vegas Convention Bureau--- we are working on it!)
  4. As TNEE is in its infancy, authors are able to help us shape the event to be what THEY would like it to be with afterhours events, off sites and Daytime craziness!
  5. Authors that sign on for 2015’s event will get first opportunities for 2016, AND a freebie VIP ticket to give to one of their readers!


  1. It’s VEGAS for CHEAP! Like cheapy cheap. 149-189 a night depending on the room you choose. On a hotel RIGHT ON THE STRIP! Oh and its 3 days pre and post for the prices too! Make a vacation outta it for a fraction of the price!
  2. MANY genres will be in attendance, including Romance, Scifi/fantasy, Steampunk, YA, NA, Horror, Mystery and others!
  3. TONS of awesome opportunities to hangout with authors ALL OVER VEGAS! Several authors are getting off site parties together for Vegas shows (like Thunder from Down under, and Absinthe) and will be offering contests for special meals and events with them--- fully paid! (But you gotta be registered with us to qualify!)
  4. THE EVENT IS FREE TO ATTEND! That’s right, FREE! Rooms are the ONLY thing you need to pay (aside from your transportation) to attend the event. Staying at the hotel is preferred, as there’s going to be awesome extras that will be cropping up at the hotel!
  5. Readers are our focus at this event! From the big signing to the evening parties, Authors and readers will explore Vegas together!


That’s right!

AUTHORS! Registration from 8/27-Sept 2 is only 180$ (you save 20$!)(use AuthorsLaborDaySale for the code)

READERS! Attendance is FREE but should you want a VIP ticket, its only 62.50$ from 8/27-Sept 2!!!! That’s 50% off the VIP price! (use Labor Day Sale for the Code)

So spread the word, get registered, and get ready 

Friday, August 15, 2014

AAD 2015... the FINAL list of amazing Authors!

Hey everyone!

So we are announcing the full list of authors for 2015's Authors After Dark, happening August 12-16 in Atlanta Georgia, at the Sheraton Downtown hotel! Registration will open SEPTEMBER 5th at Noon...

So... Ready?

Sherrilyn Kenyon
Saranna DeWylde
Rebecca Zanetti
Kiernan Kelly
Boone Brux
Rita Sawyer
Sidney Bristol
Lacie Nation
Beth Williamson
Lissa Matthews
Eliza Gayle
Jennifer Estep
T. Lynne Tolles
Tilly Greene
Alyssa Breck
Diana Castilleja/ Diana DeRicci
Bronwyn Green
Jessica Jarman
Liz Schulte
Julia Talbot
BA Tortuga
Jenn LeBlanc
Ann Mayburn
Stacey Kennedy
Mina Khan
Kris Norris
C.J. Ellisson
Stephanie Julian
Heather Long
TJ Michaels
Marianne Morea
Ciara Knight
kerry adrienne
Kerrianne Coombes
Carrie Ann Ryan
MK Mancos/Kathleen Scott
Jae Lynne Davies
Sherri L. King
Jenny Trout/Abigail Barnette
Desiree Holt
Amy Gregory
Mel Schroeder
T.C. Blue
Robyn Peterman
Bianca Sommerland
Olivia Jaymes
Roz Lee
Connie Suttle
Vella Day
Sara York
A.D. Roland
Brandy Walker
Melinda Harris
S.P. Cervantes
J.M. Madden
Hildie McQueen
Julie Morgan
Milly Taiden
Teresa D'Amario
Sasha White
Tracy Wolff
ML Guida
Coreene Callahan
Suzanne Johnson
Jennifer Ashley
S.A. Price
Cat Johnson
Eve Langlais
Jennah Scott
Sahara Kelly
Jess Haines
Jodi Vaughn
Carrie Clevenger
Candace Belvins
Nancy Naigle
Jettie Necole
Joy Daniels
Chudney Thomas
Marissa Dobson
Cheryl Dragon
Kristen Painter
Taylor Law
JA Howell
Becca St. John
Lia Davis
Leanna Renee Hieber
AL Davroe
Lia Habel
Jolynne Valerie
Normandie Alleman
Kirsten Osbourne
Caryn Moya Block
Dena Garson
Andrew Grey
Yvette Hines
Lorelei James
Eve Vaughn
Louisa Bacio
Jayne Rylon
Bianca D’Arc

We cant wait to have one hell of an event next August! And if you didnt get a Featured author spot, PLEASE NOTE that there will be other limited opportunities for authors that are NOT featured to get in on, but we will not be announcing these till the day registration opens, as to better ensure we hit every possible opportunity.

Alternately, we have another event, THE NOVEL EXPERIENCE and while AAD only allows for 100 Featured authors, TNEE isnt limited as such. We have room for 500 at TNEE< and it is cheaper than AAD, and has a lot of readers attending. We are suggesting to any author that didnt make the list for AAD to sign on for that event as its the best option we have for you, and is, infact a gateway to AAD in future years.

Welcome to all authors for AAD 2015! Expect emails soon!

Thursday, August 14, 2014

The Novel Experience: WHY should I Attend as an author?

So We have been getting a very loaded question here at AAD/ Romance Ink… That question is, WHY AS AN AUTHOR SHOULD *I* DO THE NOVEL EXPERIENCE?

I’m glad people are asking that question. There are a TON of reasons why, as an author you should do it, but first and foremost this: TNEE was created to give EVERYONE, traditionally published, indie published and small press published the arena to promote and sell their books in an environment that’s fair for everyone, and won’t break an author’s bank.

There is a serious need for an event that doesn’t limit who can sign to traditionally published. Readers don’t care HOW a book is published, only that it IS and there is new stuff to read. All authors have the right to get out there to reach new readers, and TNEE is one of those events that is striving to get readers and authors together.

This event was created for YOU, to give authors every opportunity to hit readers. We chose Las Vegas because it’s a great party town, you can work, and play and connect with the readers you have for very little money.

The CVB for Vegas is even giving us some AMAZING pricing on party buses, events and Shows… so Vegas is even MORE affordable with this event. And we also have the CHEAPEST room rate available at a strip hotel for ANY event in lit…. You can’t beat that!

Some other awesome stuff?

TNEE will never take your money from your book sales. EVER. We are a nonprofit, and have made the event affordable enough that we can get lots of authors in, to pay for the event itself. We will never charge you for your books because our bookseller will never expect to sell your books for you.  Event is 200$ for a table for Saturday, and gets you and your assistant in for the con, and access to the Green room (food and Booze all day on Sat!) and your name on all promo goodies (provided you sign on before January 1st as we start printed promo then).

Room rates are actually between 149 and 189 a night depending on on peak/ off peak and what kinda rooms you get. They DO have suites, cottages and villas at special prices but you must already be registered to get them!

As TNEE is in its infancy, we will be working with the authors and the publishers that are interested in making this event something amazing. The hotel has offered some prime options (especially as we will be there for more than one year) to help mold this into an event that can rival what’s out there now. We are SUPER excited to have the options, and can’t wait to see what both author groups and publishers come up with.

As of right now, we have over 300 readers signed on for it, and more coming every day. We are expecting between 1400-2000 people over the span of the event and we have room for 500 authors in Las Vegas, and we think YOU would have a great time meeting readers and selling books. We know that the CVB is is already advertizing this event for us, and they have already helped to get our bookseller!

Oh and did I mention… Readers go FREE. That’s right, FREE. They can either WIN a VIP ticket or pay for one, and EVERY author attending gets the opportunity to give away a VIP ticket to their readers to get them excited to go. But I mean… its VEGAS so who isn’t excited to go right?

This is the cheapest biggest signing and party event in literature, one that is fostering a good time for little money. Why not try it out, become part of an event that puts you and the readers first.

Registration is already open and names will be added to the website weekly starting Sept. 1st. Our website has more info, and the link to register for the event. Room reservation are also already open, and the info for it will be in your conformation email from the ticket site.

Check out our website: and we hope to see you this coming spring!