I had no
idea what to expect when I picked up this book. The first chapter gripped me in
a whirlwind of feelings: interest, suspense, disgust, and anger. I have zero
tolerance for someone forcing their will on others unless the other party gives
her permission to do so. However, the main character in Girl Trade is surprised
and a bit horrified to discover how sexually responsive her body is to the
abuse of a heavy-handed Arab.
At the
beginning of the tale, the main character has a great job in London and loads
of friends. Now single she decides to go on holiday to figure out what she
wants out of life. While on the beach, sunning in the nude, on an impulse she
swims to another island where she’s captured and forced by Arabs to do
degrading things right there. What the Arab does to her is appalling, but the
brilliance of Chloe’s writing and her crafty way of allowing us as readers to
be inside the main character’s head dulled the hatred I felt toward this man.
Girl Trade
is about self-discovery in a horrid situation. I wouldn’t recommend it to
everyone because of the obscene, sadomasochistic scenes that play out in the
story. However, the deep psychology that bleeds through each page is raw and
unyielding, only a person with a deep insight into humanity can write such a
tale. The story is well-written, poetic, and stitched together by a rare artist
of our time, who not only knows how to weave a compelling story but is
insightful—a thinker, like Ralph Waldo Emerson. Her books should be mandatory
to read in college—especially if you’re majoring in psychology or something
along those lines. Students should have to write a report on it and group
discussions should follow. Chloe is that good. If you’re not a bubble-head,
you’ll appreciate her style. You’ll get the metaphors, the underlining
meanings, and the unapologetic truths regarding our human nature, to where
you’ll be driven to read her other books and become a fan for life.
Title: The Amber Voyeur
Series: Gem Apocalypse Book Two
Author: Ravyn Rayne
Publisher: Blushing Books
Genre: Dystopian Erotica
Expected Release: July 20th, 2015
No longer safe in Brayleigh, Aria and James travel by ship to find refuge and discover what’s left of the world.
Dangerous seas and pirates lurking are only the start of their troubles. Forced off the boat with nothing but the clothes on their back, the crew and passengers make it to a nearby island, only to be abducted by the Knight Tribe, a clan of romantic warriors with a voyeuristic culture and a taste for nightly entertainment.
Get swept away in this dystopian erotic adventure, brimming with romance, spankings, and betrayal.
Excerpt
The hum of the engine died, and Aria heard the scream of unfamiliar words in a language she didn't recognize. Shots were fired in every direction forcing her to duck, throwing herself onto the floor of the ship.
James lay right beside her, covering Aria with his body, shielding her from danger. She didn't have the courage to ask what happened.
The warmth and security Aria felt from James vanished. A man covered in tattoos, his arms a canvas of ink, grabbed James by the arm and dragged him across the room. The second man accompanying him lifted Aria from the floor and escorted her up the stairwell. James walked just a few feet in front. The man dropped his hold on her as the passageway narrowed. A gun pressed into her back, a constant reminder of danger. Aria couldn't fight without risking her life. She hoped these men would steal what goods they came for and then leave.
Forced outside, the lifeboats were just a few feet away.
The sun began to set, and the sky twinkled like a sapphire without a cloud in the heavens.
Even at dusk, beads of sweat trickled against Aria's forehead. Her black shirt stuck to her back, the cargo pants she wore were too hot for this climate. She didn't dare ask where they were; she didn't believe anyone would answer.
They were forced against the wall. Would the lifeboats even float anymore? The old luxury cruise liner's paint faded from years of sun exposure. What would it have been like fifty years ago, before the devastation and destruction that their parents created, taking a luxury cruise? She would never know. The Gem Apocalypse had resulted in a war with only survivors, no heroes.
"Move!" the man behind Aria said. His gun dug further into her back, and she pushed forward on James's heels. "Down!"
They got down onto the ground with the other crew and passengers. Six men towered over them with guns. Aria was unfamiliar with the weapons, as they were larger than the ones the guards carried at the palace.
"We'll be okay," James said as he sat beside Aria, reaching for her hand.
Aria wanted to ask him how he could know that without a doubt. Hope shrank like a beacon of light fading in the distance. These men were thieves. She could smell the treachery and greed from where she sat. How did they end up here?
Grab the First Book in the Series
The Emerald Virgin
Gem Apocalypse Book One
Author: Ravyn Rayne
Publisher: Blushing Books
Published: June 19, 2015
Emerald – a girl with green eyes and a rarity after the horrific genocide that slaughtered millions.
After the war, King Gideon rose in power. A lust-filled and greedy king that believed in the power of slavery.
At eighteen, women were required to come before King Gideon and his four sons, to offer themselves as a courtesan. The princes took only those they found most attractive and alluring. The rest were returned to their homes with a brand on their wrist proving they had been through the process and rejected. Ignoring the ritual was punishable by death.
Aria Stone had been kept hidden from the princes and the ceremony, because she was an Emerald. At twenty-three, the royal guards storm her home, murder her mother, and drag her to court. She must face the four princes.
A dystopian erotic adventure.
About the Author
Ravyn is a sassy, fun-loving, and adventure-seeking young woman. She loves to travel and can’t wait for her next vacation, wherever it might be.
Ravyn writes romantic erotica. She began writing romance novels in college, spending her down time either reading a book or writing fiction. Please don’t make her choose between the two, she loves them equally.
Although BURNING DESIRE is her debut romantic erotica novel, it is not her first published book. She has been published professionally since 2013. You can find her other books
here.
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this out! I love the cover and storyline.
The Trials of Nahda ~ Sinclair V-Log PA884/R
Third volume in The Sinclair V-Logs science fiction series by Merita King
You know the difference between fantasy and reality, right?
Sam Sinclair thought so too, until his boss sent him to Nahda, to arrest a museum researcher for stealing an ancient artefact.
Until the pair find themselves trapped deep below an abandoned fusion reactor, Sam had never had occasion to doubt what was real and what was not.
As events unfold, forcing him to embrace the possibility that what he always believed to be just fantasy, could indeed be very real, his life comes crumbling down around him.
Finding himself now a fugitive of the law, left for dead by his prisoner, and still trapped within the underground city, Sam struggles to accept the evidence of his own eyes.
Some things are impossible aren’t they? Sam thought so too, but what he experienced forced him to look at the universe in a different light.
Excerpt:
I was longing to stop and rest my legs, but the desire to get to safety, away from the snake and the flying things, was greater than my physical discomfort. I plodded on, and as we walked, I noticed Zaavi getting a bit ahead of me. If he ran off and left me alone now, I would not hesitate to shoot him for being asshole enough to do such a thing. At the same time, I felt annoyed with myself for being afraid of the snake, and for being so vulnerable down there in the dark.
“Hey,” I called as loud as I dare. My voice echoed around the chamber and he turned. “Wait for me would ya?”
“You could try and hurry it up a bit.”
I ran to catch him up. “Hey c’mon. Your strides are twice the length of mine, and you can see in the dark. Don’t be an asshole.”
“I’m not. It’s just that we really need to get out of here as soon as we can, and you’re slowing us down.”
“Well I’m sorry I’m being such a damned burden to you. I’m sorry I saved your sorry ass by completing those puzzles for you, but I’m more sorry that you were too stupid to do them yourself. Where would you be if I wasn’t here huh? Back in the labyrinth with a broken ankle and sobbing for the superpowers you wouldn’t be getting.” Zaavi put his hands on his hips and closed his eyes, trying to calm his rising anger. At once, I was back in the cavern with the tribe of primitive people and remembered what happened the last time we fought.
“Look, Zaavi, I’m sorry okay? That was rude and I apologise. I’m well aware of the dangers down here, and of my vulnerability. I guess I’m a burden to you but I do have value, I’ve proved it so far. Maybe that makes up for my shortcomings huh?”
“You have helped me out Sam, and I’m grateful. I guess I owe you for it, but don’t call me stupid, please.”
“I won’t. Let’s get going shall we? What the fuck is that noise?” The moment I asked the question, we both knew what it was. The slithering was getting louder and I knew without a doubt that the snake was getting closer. The acoustics of the chamber made it almost impossible to tell from which direction the sound came, and it was too late that I realised the snake was right behind me. I whirled around on one heel and we locked eyes. As we gazed at each other, I went cold to the bone. Time stood still as the cavern doubled in size around me and I shrank to a couple of inches high. The snake was no more than six feet away, its front rearing up into the air. I met its mesmerising gaze, saw the similarity with Zaavi’s eyes and presumed they shared a common ancestor. As my senses came back, I heard thudding footsteps that quickly faded into the distance. The asshole had run away and left me to fend for myself against a giant snake. Without me having to think about it, my mind switched from all-encompassing fear to naked survival instinct, and my shaking hand fumbled for my laser pistol. Panicking, I fought with the holster as the snake drew back its head, readying itself to strike. It was as I saw it thrust forward that I yelped in fear, dropped my pistol in sheer terror and fell to the ground, covering my head with my arms and hoping the end would be quick.
Where to purchase The Trials of Nahda:
For paperbacks.
Amazon USA - http://www.amazon.com/Trials-Nahda-Sinclair-V-Logs-Volume/dp/0992849101/
Amazon UK - http://www.amazon.co.uk/Trials-Nahda-Sinclair-V-Log-PA884/dp/0992849101/
For Ebooks.
Amazon USA - http://www.amazon.com/Trials-Nahda-Sinclair-V-Log-V-Logs-ebook/dp/B00LMFUGPG/
Amazon UK - http://www.amazon.co.uk/Trials-Nahda-Sinclair-V-Log-V-Logs-ebook/dp/B00LMFUGPG/
About Merita King
I’ve loved science fiction since I was a young child growing up with Star Trek and my parents’ love of all things connected with space. Whether it was fiction or science fact, if it was about space, the planets, and the universe, they absorbed it and passed on that love to me. I deeply regret being born at a time before space travel is a normal daily event. I have an adventurous spirit and would go into space without a second thought, if the chance came my way.
I can remember being a very young child and looking up at the sky and wondering why my real family left me behind on this planet, and hoping they were coming to get me soon. They never did, but I still have that feeling that I belong out there. I cannot go there of course, but in my books I can. Having grown up on a diet of space opera movies, TV and books, it was a foregone conclusion that if I ever wrote a book, it would be space opera. Eleven books later and I’m still enjoying exploring my very own universe.
When building my alien worlds, I am inspired by movies I’ve seen in the genre, rather than books I’ve read. I guess I’m a visual person, and people often say my books read like movies, that they ‘see’ a movie in their head as they’re reading. I like that, I’m happy that happens. It is very important to me that anything I invent in my future universe, gadgets, gizmos, diseases etc, have a basis in today’s known science fact. I research and begin with a known fact, then build from there. I feel that this helps to make my worlds believable for the reader. The great thing about space opera is that you can invent stuff, but if you’re too fantastical you risk losing your reader’s attention.
I’m autistic and live inside my head more so than those who don’t have this condition. Interacting on a very deep level with my imagination is necessary for my mental health, so I find connecting with the flow of creative force, very easy. Away from writing, I enjoy making Native American inspired beaded pow wow fans, and I’m a crazy cat lady in training. I live alone in Hampshire Southern England.
You can connect with me on the following links:
Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/MeritaKingNovelist
Twitter - https://twitter.com/MeritaKing
Website - http://meritaking.com/
If you love science fiction you'll love my novels. Buy my epic sci fi adventures in paperback and ebook formats from Amazon and all leading internet suppliers.
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