Vanished Pride in Review

Vanished Pride (Seven Sin Sisters #4) is sweeping across several blogs over the next few days as part of a "Blog Barrage". The reviews are overwhelmingly positive!
Is the rest of this series available yet?! Seriously though, this series is just that amazing. If they were all available I would read them back to back... I loved Donovan and his DD (domestic dominance). He was exactly what Paige needed even if she took awhile to admit it... I very highly recommend this entire series! They have the perfect blend of paranormal, an air of mystery and are just smoking hot! They are all fast reads that are easily consumed, but will leave you lusting for the next book.Wendy, Wicked Wolves & Dreaming Dragons
Series: Seven Sin Sisters Series, Book Four
Genre: Erotic Paranormal Romance
Elements: Adult language/ Explicit Sex/ Consensual Adult Spanking
Author: Paloma Beck
Publisher: Secret Cravings Publishing
ISBN: 9781618855671
Page Count: 94 pages

BLURB: Seven sisters are entwined in a legacy larger than ever expected. One by one, they’ll find their mates from the Valendite Breed, a group of near-immortal men, and secure their place in history. The trouble now is Paige has too much pride to go down easily. When confronted by her mate, she convinces him to wait.
Donovan agrees to Paige’s plan until things around him start to go wrong. He’s losing his concentration, making mistakes on critical missions for the Terrorist Elimination Unit (TEU), and now he’s assigned as Paige’s bodyguard. Donovan’s only weakness is his need for a mate to carry on the Breed. Now that he’s found Paige, the time has come for him to claim his mate. Taking Paige in hand might be the only choice he has as forces continue to mount against the Breed. Their Pronouncement will need to be sooner rather than later.

· Lustful Cravings, Seven Sin Sisters, book one (8/2012)
· Eternal Envy, Seven Sin Sisters, book two (10/ 2012)
· Holiday Gem, Seven Sin Sisters, book three (12/2012)
· Vanished Pride, Seven Sin Sisters, book four (2/2013)
*Holding Hope*, Seven Sin Sisters short story (4/2013)
· Frozen Fury, Seven Sin Sisters, book five (anticipated 5/2013)

April 16, 2013

April 17, 2013

Spankingly Deliciously R EXCERPT:
“I’ll let you choose. You can come to me and place yourself into position or I can place you across my lap again like a child.” Donovan watched for her response. She said nothing but he was determined to wait her out.
“What position?” Paige finally asked in a quiet voice.
“I’d like you to bend over the table here.”
“In the kitchen?” By her high-pitched response, he knew he’d shocked her. He suspected he’d do that often until they got used to one another.
“It’s the perfect place. There’s so many instruments to choose from,” Donovan teased. Paige’s shocked reaction was priceless as she stood looking at him with her lush little mouth simply held open.
Pulling herself together, she asked, “Can we talk about it instead? Maybe we could come to an agreement about the Pronouncement?” Paige was ready to bargain now. He didn’t think so.
“Too late, Princess. Let’s try it this way.” Donovan moved quickly. He lifted Paige up, placed her facing the table and bent forward, yanked down her skirt and walked away. “Do not move a muscle.”
Finding what he wanted in the second drawer he opened, Donovan returned to Paige and laid three spoons on the table in front of her. “Choose your favorite.”

“You can’t be serious. You aren’t going to use that to spank me. Your hand was hard enough.” Paige complained in the whining voice Donovan was coming to despise. She knew this and was using it on purpose because he had royally pissed her off this time.
“You have to the count of five to choose. Or I choose. Want to know my favorite?”
She did, or maybe she didn’t want to know. She looked away from the instruments, tucking her head to the side, which only made him laugh.
“One,” Donovan started counting as he pulled her skirt down her legs in one rough tug.
Paige was not giving in. If she chose the spoon, it would be the same as giving permission. She was not going to give him permission to do this. It was barbaric.
“Two,” Donovan breathed right into her ear as he unhooked her bra beneath her shirt.
Paige shivered involuntarily. She also looked at the spoons and began weighing her options. If he was going to do this—and she was pretty sure he would—she might want to choose one that would hurt the least.
“I see you looking, Principessa,” Donovan breathed into her other ear as he grasped onto her bra straps and pulled. “Three. And I hope that wasn’t an important piece of clothing to you. I don’t think you’ll be wearing it again.”
He was baiting her to respond. Damn him. His fingers stroked along her sides until they tucked under her panties.
“Four.” Donovan rolled her panties down her legs and left them wrapped around her ankles. He stopped her when she tried to move her feet. “Nice to see you’re so eager but I want them right there.” Then her mate actually chuckled as if he were enjoying every minute of seeing her sweat.
Feeling vulnerable with her ass now sticking out, she needed to reclaim some control if this really had to happen. Weighing her options, she reached out and pulled the flexible rubber spoon from the group.
“Interesting choice. Not the one I would’ve chosen but I guess we’ll see what this feels like.” Donovan rubbed her bottom and it heated beneath his touch.
“Wh-what do you mean? Which would you have chosen?”
He reached for the wooden spoon. “This is the one I suspect would be most gentle but it seems you’re ready for more. Perhaps you believe you deserve this punishment after all.”
“No. Wait. I want the softest one. This one is soft. I use it in creams and whipped toppings.”
“But it has elasticity which means with one slap, it rebounds for a slight follow up sting,” Donovan had the nerve to grin at her. He used that one-sided sexy-as-sin look that made her think of the devil, a very sexy devil. “But at least I didn’t get to five. Then I might’ve chosen the slotted spoon and that wouldn’t have been any fun at all.” He paused before adding, “For you.”
“Donovan, wait please,” she pleaded.
“No more waiting, Princess.”


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