Sinner #1 in Military Romance and #3 in Romance, Mystery & Suspense, Suspense!!!

Yay! Guess what – Sinner’s #1 in Military Romance & #3 in Romance > Mystery & Suspense > Suspense!!! 

I had, had to take a screen shot from the Sinner Amazon page!

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What a terrific way to end the year!

 

Thanks to all my readers and those BookBub readers who decided to take a chance on Sinner. I wouldn’t still be writing without you all.

My best wishes for a happy, healthy, and prosperous 2016!!!

SATAN’s Nominated for The Romance Review’s Reader’s Choice Award!

Satan-Jianne_Carlo-200x320To be eligible for the next round in the Reader’s Choice Award, Satan needs YOUR nomination!

Voting starts today, September 11, 2015 and will end on September 30, 2015.

Simply click on the link below to nominate Satan for the award:

http://www.theromancereviews.com/viewbooks.php?bookid=17353

If you feel like tweeting Satan’s nomination—here’s a sample tweet to cut and paste:

@TRRtweet Vote for Satan for TRR’s Reader’s Choice #romance #SEAL #sexy http://tinyurl.com/o4vjr8w

To close out the summer, I thought to have a little fun contest.

Send me the weirdest thing that happened to you or a friend this summer and I’ll give three winners a choice of any book from my backlist. Get your entries to me by September 30, 2015.

The Viking will pick the three best, as usual and I’ll announce the winners on October 1, 2015 on my blog, my FB Author Page, and Twitter!

FYI, I’m due to finish Prymal Hunger, Kydd Kolton’s tale, next week! YAY!  Here’s the scrumptious cover for Prymal Hunger:

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Gosh, I just love looking at that cover. Wondering why Kydd Kolton doesn’t have his trademark shoulder-length blond hair on the cover? You’ll have to read Prymal Hunger to find out that one *smirk*

Have a Fantastic Friday everyone!

Sinner Sale!

Sinner-Jianne_Carlo-200x320Sinner’s on sale for the next two days!

So I’ll give away a copy of the book to the first ten people who comment on this post!!!

For any one who reviews Sinner on Amazon—I’ll send you the rest of the series—free!

You must provide proof of the review.

Here are what the reviewer’s are saying about Sinner:

Manic Readers Reviews: She has done it again! For me, the first thing that comes to mind after reading one of Jianne Carlo’s books is WOW! I can’t get enough! And SINNER is no different.
— Victoria Lynn

Whipped Cream Reviews: SINNER…the title alone is enough to capture your attention. Yet, it’s the snarky dialogue, sexy characters, and wickedly delicious humor that make this a journey worth taking. If you’ve never read anything by the uber-fantabulous Jianne Carlo, this is an excellent story to start with.
— Fern

logo - trr top pickSo, what can I say, I loved Sinner. Whew, baby! Jianne Carlo sure knows how to make me blush. SINNER has everything I LOVE in my romance novels. The hero is deliciously alpha and utterly smitten, the heroine is strong, the story was fast-paced and interesting, and it was sexy beyond belief.

 

Have a wonderful Thor’s Day!

 

 

Satan Goodreads Giveaway!

Check out my Goodreads Giveaway for Satan, Hades Squad #5! Two days before Satan releases and you can still pre-order your copy at:

http://www.amazon.com/Satan-The-Hades-Squad-Book-ebook/dp/B00UMIRQ2U/ref=pd_sim_kstore_5?ie=UTF8&refRID=0Q8535349G8CNAEXXS6N

 

Goodreads Book Giveaway

Satan by Jianne Carlo

Satan

by Jianne Carlo

Giveaway ends April 30, 2015.

See the giveaway details
at Goodreads.

Enter to win

Have a terrific Tuesday!

And The Winner Is…

Lucifer-Jianne_Carlo-150x240My sincere thanks to everyone who participated in my Freebie Friday Contest.

Without further ado, the winner is….

*DRUM ROLL*

*CYMBAL CLASH*

DONNA!!!

Donna, please contact me at jianne@old.jiannecarlo.com to collect your prizes!

For clarity’s sake, Devil did not win Jess at a charity auction. It was an auction, yes, but in a BDSM club. Really, a charity auction in a BDSM club??? No way.

Sinner releases this Thursday – Yay! I’m so thrilled!!

Here’s a short excerpt:

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When he stepped into the kitchen, the warmth and stale food and alcohol aromas made him grimace. Satan flinched when the doorbell rang.

WTF?

Jess must’ve forgotten something.

Satan slammed the three old fashioned deadbolts that secured his backdoor and headed for the main entrance to the home that had been in his family for two generations. A quick glance at the ornate grandfather clock, a hand-made Rolex dating from the eighteenth century, in the palatial and imposing lobby confirmed his mental calculations. Five minutes to ten.

Ding, dong, ding dong.

“Hold your horses Devil,” Satan called out, shrugged the sleeves of his jacket free, and opened one side of the mahogany door.

He did a double-take.

For there, standing on the black and white patterned marble u-shaped top step, stood a striking flame-haired stranger wearing the epitome of the little black dress. She had skin that defined the word porcelain. The eyes staring at him were of an impossible hue, a true deep emerald. Her scarlet lips, the top one pouty and plump, the lower wide and generous, drained all the blood from his brain.

Satan’s groin tightened.

“Hi. I’m supposed to meet Jess Blaine here tonight.” The woman extended a bare arm. “I’m Angelica Johnson.”

On autopilot, Satan shook her hand. Static electricity crackled when their palms met, and he tensed his pelvic muscles when his cock went rigid. Not since college had he reacted so strongly to a female. “Lorcan McGillycuddy.”

A fierce jolt of deprivation hit him when she wriggled her hand free of his, and hugged her arms.

The meager gray cells still functioning had him noting the absence of a coat. He pushed the door wide, gestured for her to enter, and swept a glance down the long driveway leading to the wide porte cochere. No sign of a vehicle.

He closed the door and spun about to face her.

“It’s a tich on the quiet side.” She crinkled her nose and squeezed her eyes shut before staring right at him again. “I missed the whole thing, didn’t I? My plane was late and my cell’s dead. The limo driver offered me his, but who remembers numbers anymore? Do you live here? May I impose on you for a few minutes longer? I’m afraid I need to use your, um, bathroom.”

He wondered if she gave head. With lips like hers, it’d be a sin if she didn’t.

She grazed her fingers to his forearm. “I’m babbling, aren’t I? Um, Lorcan—the bathroom?”

He couldn’t drag his gaze from her red nails. Visions of her hands on his dick interrupted his processing of her constant stream of sentences. The bathroom.  She wanted to use his bathroom. Fuck, he’d sell his left nut for a chance to lather her generous rack. “Let me show you the way.”

With the full knowledge he had no right to do so, Satan set his hand to the small of her back. Angelica Johnson had the body of a centerfold female. Voluptuous and curvy, the stretchy onyx number she wore together with the ruby red four-inch stilettoes had him conjuring her shedding clothes to the tune of The Stripper.

A whiff of her perfume teased his nose. “Shalimar?”

She stumbled, he tightened his hold on her, and when she craned her neck to meet his gaze, the Satan in him surrendered to temptation and he brushed his lips over hers.

Her mouth parted and he slid his tongue into her heat.

She shoved at him.

Bemused, he gawked at her.

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Hope you enjoyed!

Have a merry Monday!