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Monday, September 9, 2013

Against the Ropes: Day Six

Sept 9

Day Six – AGAINST THE ROPES RELEASE PARTY

Sarah Castille is celebrating the release of AGAINST THE ROPES with a SEVEN day party. SEVEN great giveaways, SEVEN different posts. Stop by all the amazing blogs participating in the party to increase your chances to win!!! Each blog will post a special AGAINST THE ROPES post all seven days (no weekend posts)

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Sarah Castille Interviews MMS fighter, Torment

SC: Um...er...hi, Torment. **pushes up glasses** **wipes drool off chin**

Torment: Call me Max. Torment is my ring name and I rarely use it outside the gym or fight ring.

SC: **breaths heavily and sighs** I love the name, Torment. It sounds so...tormented. How did you choose it?

Torment: Fighters don’t choose their ring name, just as bikers don’t choose their road name. Ring names are picked by your team and are usually linked to something unique the fighter has done inside or outside the ring. I once knew a fighter nicknamed “Spew Beast”. Every time he went drinking with his buddies, he would drink too much and throw up on the street. If a fighter doesn’t like his ring name, he can fight his way out of it by winning a certain number of fights; his team will then choose a new name.

SC: Did you have a different ring name or were you always Torment?

Torment: I got my name after I fought my first boxing match when I was three years old. I was accused of tormenting my opponent in the ring, when all I’d done was take away his blankie and hit him with a right cross. I stayed with that club until I was sixteen, training with the same kids. The name stuck.

SC: Have you trained in any other fighting arts?

Torment: When I decided to pursue MMA, I had to broaden my fight base. I trained in Brazilian Ju Jitsu, Muay Thai, wrestling, Judo and Sambo. In other words, things that are focused on takedowns and clinch fighting.

SC: Feel free to take me down anytime.

Torment: **winks** There’s only one woman I want to take down and that’s my Makayla.

SC: So, where is Makayla today?

Torment: Probably sky diving or swimming with sharks. She’s a bit of a daredevil, especially if she thinks it’s something I would forbid her from doing. But she should be here soon, I promised to teach her some new moves.

SC: Hmm. I’ve seen some of your moves. Written about them, too. What’s your favorite move? I’m partial to the ‘full mount’ where my opponent takes the ‘dominant position’ although I’m not adverse to a good old ‘ground and pound’ with a ‘Submission Master’.

Torment: **laughs** I’d have to say my favorite move is the Rear Naked choke.

Sarah: **chokes** **splutters**

Torment: Looks like a good time to wrap up. What’s next for you?

Sarah: Thanks for taking the time to chat with me today. I’ve finished the second book in the Redemption series. It’s about Jake and Amanda.

Torment: Jake and Amanda? I thought they’d split. Why don’t you write about Rampage or Blade Saw? Or Obsidian. Now there would be a good story.

Sarah: Actually, I’ve started book three but I’m not telling you who it’s about. I could use some help with a ring name though...

Blurb

He scared me. He thrilled me. And after one touch, all I could think about was getting more…

Makayla never thought she’d set foot in an underground mixed-martial arts club. But if anyone needs a medic on hand, it’s these guys. Trouble is, at her first sight of the club’s owner she’s the one feeling breathless.

The man they call Torment is all sleek muscle and restrained power. Whether it’s in the ring or in the bedroom, he knows exactly when a soft touch is required and when to launch a full-on assault. He always knows just how far he can push. And he’s about to tempt Makayla in ways she never imagined…

Contact Information

Website http://www.sarahcastille.com

Facebook: http://www.facebook/sarahcastilleauthor.com

Twitter (@sarah_castille): http://www.twitter/sarah_castille.com

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6920675.Sarah_Castille

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Author Bio
Recovering lawyer, karate practitioner, and caffeine addict, Sarah Castille worked and traveled abroad before trading her briefcase and stilettos for a handful of magic beans and a home near the Canadian Rockies. Her steamy, contemporary romantic tales feature blazingly hot alpha heroes and the women who tame them.

Buy Links:
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Against-the-Ropes-ebook/dp/B00DDWIT3M/ref=tmm_kin_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&sr=&qid=

Barnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/against-the-ropes-sarah-castille/1114780664?ean=9781402284854

Kobo: http://store.kobobooks.com/en-ca/books/Against-the-Ropes/TCwqSHCxhU-23ajhtUZjyw

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PRIZES:

Against the Ropes water bottle

E-Copy of Legal Heat

Kindle copy of Fight Club: A Novel by Chuck Palahniuk

Keep Calm and Fight On T-shirt

Gold plated boxing glove key chain

AGAINST THE ROPES bracelet

$50 Amazon gift card

Partcipating Blogs

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Harlie's Books
Regina May Ross's
Read Our Lips! Book Review Blog
Erzabet's Enchantments
Guilty Pleasures Book Reviews
Stitch Read Cook
Simply Ali
Tattooed Book Review
RomFan Reviews
Reviewing in Chaos
My Life Beyond Labels
A Little Fiction of Every Flavour
Musings From An Addicted Reader
Books Books and More Books
StoreyBook Reviews
Jelena's Book Blog
Scorching Book Reviews
Tiffany Talks Books
Michelle Graham, Erotic Romance
What's On the Bookshelf
Dear Brighton
Blackraven's Erotic Cafe
Blackraven's Reviews
AJ's Reading Nook
The Readers Roundtable
HEA Romances witha Little Kick
The SubClub Books

Against the Ropes: Day Five

Sept 6

Day Five – AGAINST THE ROPES RELEASE PARTY

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Playlist of songs in Against the Ropes

Eye of the Tiger by Survivor

Someone I Used to Know by Gotye

I Knew You Were Trouble by Taylor Swift

Sexy and I Know it by LFMAO

Bleed it Out by Linkin’ Park

Fallin’ by Alicia Keys

Set Fire to the Rain by Adele

You Can Leave Your Hat On by Joe Cocker

My Baby Just Cares for Me by Nina Simone

Listen to Me by Buddy Holly

I’m in the Mood for Love by Frank Sinatra

Electric Boogie by Marcia Griffiths

Row, Row, Row Your Boat

Blurb

He scared me. He thrilled me. And after one touch, all I could think about was getting more…

Contact Information

Website http://www.sarahcastille.com

Facebook: http://www.facebook/sarahcastilleauthor.com

Twitter (@sarah_castille): http://www.twitter/sarah_castille.com

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6920675.Sarah_Castille

Newsletter: http://sarahcastille.us5.list-manage.com/subscribe?u=873de882785693c01f022e6a1&id=55ccf58aa3

Amazon Author: http://www.amazon.com/author/sarahcastille

Buy Links:
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Against-the-Ropes-ebook/dp/B00DDWIT3M/ref=tmm_kin_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&sr=&qid=

Barnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/against-the-ropes-sarah-castille/1114780664?ean=9781402284854

Kobo: http://store.kobobooks.com/en-ca/books/Against-the-Ropes/TCwqSHCxhU-23ajhtUZjyw

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PRIZES:

Against the Ropes water bottle

E-Copy of Legal Heat

Kindle copy of Fight Club: A Novel by Chuck Palahniuk

Keep Calm and Fight On T-shirt

Gold plated boxing glove key chain

AGAINST THE ROPES bracelet

$50 Amazon gift card

Partcipating Blogs

Against the Ropes: Day Four

Sept 5

Day Four – AGAINST THE ROPES RELEASE PARTY

Five fun things about Makayla

1. Her favorite ice cream is Ben & Jerry’s, Chunky Monkey

2. She worries about her “muffin top”...

3. ...but not enough to stop her from sharing a box of donuts with her friend, Charlie.

4. She never thought she was sexually adventurous…

5….until she met Torment.

Blurb

He scared me. He thrilled me. And after one touch, all I could think about was getting more…

Contact Information

Website http://www.sarahcastille.com

Facebook: http://www.facebook/sarahcastilleauthor.com

Twitter (@sarah_castille): http://www.twitter/sarah_castille.com

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6920675.Sarah_Castille

Newsletter: http://sarahcastille.us5.list-manage.com/subscribe?u=873de882785693c01f022e6a1&id=55ccf58aa3

Amazon Author: http://www.amazon.com/author/sarahcastille

Barnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/against-the-ropes-sarah-castille/1114780664?ean=9781402284854

Kobo: http://store.kobobooks.com/en-ca/books/Against-the-Ropes/TCwqSHCxhU-23ajhtUZjyw

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PRIZES:

Against the Ropes water bottle

E-Copy of Legal Heat

Kindle copy of Fight Club: A Novel by Chuck Palahniuk

Keep Calm and Fight On T-shirt

Gold plated boxing glove key chain

AGAINST THE ROPES bracelet

$50 Amazon gift card

Partcipating Blogs

Against the Ropes Release Party: Day Two

Sept 3

Day Two – AGAINST THE ROPES RELEASE PARTY

Against the Ropes Release Blitz

Sarah Castille

DAY TWO

Excerpt from Against the Ropes, Chapter Ten

“Don’t you usually go to Redemption on Thursdays?”

Max presses a soft kiss to my forehead. “I wanted to see you.”

“How did you find me?” I press my nose against his shirt. The stale, musty smell of airplane cannot overpower the fresh, clean scent of his cologne or the raw essence of Max.

“Secret.”

“It’s not nice to keep secrets.” I pull away and mock a frown.

“You kept a secret from me.” His breath is hot and moist in my ear.

My body stiffens. I am keeping so many secrets from him, I don’t know which one he’s uncovered. “What secret?”

“What were you thinking when we were training at Redemption?” His eyes blaze with sensual fire and my mouth goes dry.

A thrill of excitement shoots through me. “Naughty things,” I whisper.

“Tell me naughty things.”

The DJ takes down the tempo with Alicia Keys’ “Fallin’.” A tremor shivers through me. “Like what? I don’t really do naughty talking.”

Max lifts my hand to his mouth and brushes his lips over my knuckles. “Like ‘hand.’”

“‘Hand’ isn’t naughty.” I quiver as his lips feather up my arm and tickle my elbow.

“Oh, you don’t know how naughty it can be,” he rumbles, as he peppers tiny kisses over my shoulder. “Say ‘shoulder.’”

“Shoulder. Max, what are you doing?”

He slides his hot, wet lips to the sensitive hollow at the base of my throat, sending tingles down to my core.

“Say ‘neck,’” his deep voice demands.

“Neck.” My heartbeat quickens; my lips part. We sway to the music, our bodies melded together as he plays his curious game.

He leans down and nibbles my lips, teasing them open. His kiss is soft and gentle. Sweet. But his lips are firm. “Say ‘lips,’” he whispers.

“Lips.”

Anticipation ratchets through me when he slides his hand down my body to cup my behind. He gives my cheek a squeeze. “Now, say ‘ass.’”

I shiver in response to his firm touch. On his lips, the simple word takes on a sultry, erotic flavor that sends molten heat through my veins. I can do this. I have asked complete strangers in clothing stores if my ass looks big. I often told Susie to get her ass downstairs for dinner. In the bar, I told Amanda to wiggle her ass. Once, I even called Charlie an ass. My life is full of ass. “Ass,” I whisper.

“Good girl.” His lips brush over my ear, his breath hot and moist on my skin. Suddenly, I feel very, very naughty and very, very aroused.

He runs his hand over my hips, in and out on my waist, and along my ribcage. My body trembles, anticipating where he might go next. He brushes his fingers ever so gently over the exposed curve of my breast under my dress. “Say ‘breast,’ baby.”

A soft whimper escapes my lips and my back arches, pressing my breasts against his chest. People dance around us oblivious to the blazing inferno at the edge of the dance floor, unaware that the slow, sensual brush of Max’s fingers over my sensitive skin has peaked my nipples and fried my brain. His stroking fingers have turned the ordinary into the sublimely sexual.

"I’m waiting.” His voice is soft but laced with demand.

I take a deep breath and close my eyes. I imagine I am diving into a pool filled with warm, decadent, dark chocolate. “Breast.” The word drops from my lips like a falling petal.

“There we go.” He spins us into a corner and under the shadow of an eight-foot bottle filled with giant pills, he tightens one hand around my waist and slides the other between us. His hand caresses the underside of my breast and then, inch by inch, he drops it down. Warm fingers brush down my sternum and press against my tummy. A firestorm of arousal courses through my veins like nothing I have ever experienced before. My breath comes in short, rapid pants. My panties are beyond soaked. My entire being is focused on Max’s rapidly descending fingers. When he brushes the tips of his fingers over my mound my head falls back and I moan.

Triumph flares in the sensual depths of Max’s eyes. “Now say ‘pussy.’”

The soft, whispered word is erotic on his lips, sending a rush of molten heat through my veins. Max presses my body against his, trapping his hand between us. He is obviously erect and this, more than anything, sends my arousal spiraling out of control.

“Maaaax,” I moan.

He cups the curve of my sex and I am gone, lost to the moment, lost to passion.

“Say it, baby.” His demanding words bring me back.

My lips part. My body burns with lust. But some part of me says it is too much. This is not me and I have been pushed as far as I want to be pushed. The DJ spins Adele’s “Set Fire to the Rain.” Max tightens his arm around me and sings the lyrics in a soft, deep voice only I can hear. His deep baritone rumbles in his chest. Slow, delicious warmth spreads through me and something strange and new penetrates deep into my bones. Tilting my head back, I look up through my lashes. His dark eyes glitter, unyielding, and yet filled with sensual promise. “Say it.”

I squeeze my eyes shut and whisper into his chest, “Not yet.”