Tag: SC Daiko

New Release ~ Dirty Rocker ~ by ~ SC Daiko


Title: DIRTY ROCKER: A Rock Star Romance
Author: SC Daiko
Genre: Contemporary/NA Romance
Release Date: July 15, 2020

Hayley
 
I’ve been tasked with ‘babysitting’ a DIRTY ROCKER.
Pierce Fox, heart-throb drummer for British rock gods, ChiMera.
He’s hot, undeniable, and a walking disaster.
Pierce has a vulnerability, a soft side that reels me in.
A man full of darkness but shot through with light.
He sweeps me away in a riptide of emotions. 
And he might even help me recover what I never had.
 
Pierce
 
As my stylist, Hayley has seen my worst excesses.
Now her job is to stop me from drinking myself to death.
She’s sweet but sassy… so effing beautiful.
Could she be my new addiction? 
I can’t get enough of her.
And, when I find out her deepest secret, I crave her even more.
Trouble is, she’s not the only one with secrets…
Dark waters of my past are rising.
If I’m not careful, the tsunami will drown us both.
 
A steamy new standalone romance full of tender impulse and aching hunger. Author SC Daiko brings readers another emotion-packed novel filled with sexiness, danger, and love. 

“I was truly blown away,” Debra P, Amazon Reviewer

“An epically good read,” Aunt G. Top 500 Amazon Vine Voice Reviewer

“…unique and emotional,” MissPetiteBrunette, Amazon Reviewer

“…an awesome book,” Christine Campbell, Amazon Reviewer

I trod water in the deep end of the pool, enjoying the sight of Hayley as she made her way across the decking, her tits almost bouncing out of the top of her tankini. 
I’d give anything to cup them and suck them and fucking bite them.
Whoa, mate. Not gonna happen. She’s not the kinda girl who’d be up for a one-night stand and you’re not the kinda bloke who’d offer more than that…
My dick had stiffened and I dove down into the depths, where I quickly adjusted myself. A ripple in the water, and I opened my eyes. A pint-sized body was swimming toward me, but the chlorine had started stinging, so I shot upward to resurface and shake the droplets from my long hair. Usually tied back except when I was on stage, it hung annoyingly heavy and wet down the sides of my face.
Yankee Girl popped up like a cork from a bottle. She swam to the shallow end and I joined her. “How are you feeling?” she asked.
“Like I’ve been run over by a steamroller, to be honest. And the fucking meds have turned me into a zombie.” 
I made a face at her like I was one of the walking dead, and she laughed. “You gotta let things take their course. The nurse explained that we need to reduce the pills slowly until you can manage without.” 
“Thought I was gonna die on the plane home.” I grimaced. “I’ve never experienced pain like that. I hope I never have to again.”
She shot me a concerned look. “You’re doing great. Let’s just take this one day at a time.”
“Can’t wait to get back to normal,” I huffed.
Except, what would my new normal be? Sober and clean would be a whole new ball game and I didn’t know if I could hack it.
“Axel and Phoenix are looking forward to hanging out with you, now you’re so much better.” Hayley’s mouth curved into a warm smile.
I stuck out my bottom lip. “Yeah. Whatever.”
Having mates ’round without enjoying booze was about as appealing as an audience with the Pope. 
Golden sparks flashed in Yankee Girl’s amber irises. “They care about you.”
“I know,” I said, but still I wallowed in self-pity. “It will be like partying during prohibition.”
“You don’t need alcohol to have a good time,” she responded. 
“Wine, women and song, the adage goes,” I shrugged. “At least I can still fuck and make music.” 
Her heart-shaped face flushed. “Don’t you have any hobbies or play any sports?”

 

“I’m a musician. Playing music and rehearsing is my life. I exercise in the gym. Never had time for anything else.” I paused, shot her a look. “How about you?”
SC Daiko, aka Siobhan, is a British author of fast-paced bestselling contemporary romance, erotic romance, and romantic suspense. When she isn’t writing or looking after guests, Siobhan loves to swim in the sea, travel around Europe, sample different food and enjoy local wine. She has worked in the City of London and taught languages in a Welsh high school before moving to Italy, where she now lives with her husband, a Havanese puppy and three cats. Nothing makes Siobhan happier than connecting with her readers.

HOSTED BY:

 

Cover Reveal ~ Dirty Rocker ~ by ~ SC Daiko


Title: DIRTY ROCKER: A Rock Star Romance
Author: SC Daiko
Genre: Contemporary/NA Romance
Release Date: July 15, 2020
Cover Design: Mayhem Cover Creations
Cover Model: Andrew Biernat
Photography: Wander Aguilar

Hayley
 
I’ve been tasked with ‘babysitting’ a DIRTY ROCKER.
Pierce Fox, heart-throb drummer for British rock gods, ChiMera.
He’s hot, undeniable, and a walking disaster.
Pierce has a vulnerability, a soft side that reels me in.
A man full of darkness but shot through with light.
He sweeps me away in a riptide of emotions. 
And he might even help me recover what I never had.
 
Pierce
 
As my stylist, Hayley has seen my worst excesses.
Now her job is to stop me from drinking myself to death.
She’s sweet but sassy… so effing beautiful.
Could she be my new addiction? 
I can’t get enough of her.
And, when I find out her deepest secret, I crave her even more.
Trouble is, she’s not the only one with secrets…
Dark waters of my past are rising.
If I’m not careful, the tsunami will drown us both.
 
A steamy new standalone romance full of tender impulse and aching hunger. Author SC Daiko brings readers another emotion-packed novel filled with sexiness, danger, and love. 

 

SC Daiko, aka Siobhan, is a British author of fast-paced bestselling contemporary romance, erotic romance, and romantic suspense. When she isn’t writing or looking after guests, Siobhan loves to swim in the sea, travel around Europe, sample different food and enjoy local wine. She has worked in the City of London and taught languages in a Welsh high school before moving to Italy, where she now lives with her husband, a Havanese puppy and three cats. Nothing makes Siobhan happier than connecting with her readers.
 

HOSTED BY:

 

Release Blitz ~ Their Virgin Brat ~ by ~ SC Daiko

Title: Their Virgin Brat
Author: SC Daiko
Genre: Contemporary/Menage Romance
Release Date: September 9, 2017

 


 

Super-hot twins for one bratty girl
Aiden and Liam
Dad has remarried and our new step-sibling is a brat.
But we’re good at soothing difficult mares;
a slip of a girl should be no problem.
When we learn the brat still has her V card,
riding horses isn’t the only thing on our minds.
We can’t stop thinking about bratty Samantha,
breaking her in and making her ours.
Just for a short time.
At least, that’s the rule.
Except rules are made to be broken, right?
Samantha
I’ve never been with one man,
let alone two,
and that suits me fine.
Men are trouble.
Aiden and Liam are so freaking hot, though,
soon all I want is their touch,
their kisses,
their gorgeous shafts.
I know what we’re doing is wrong.
They’re my twin step-siblings;
if our parents find out
all hell will break loose.
One rule: it’s only for a short time.
Will we lose everything by breaking that rule?

“Hot, hot, hot”

“Fun, sexy and taboo!”

“The characters are well-developed and I loved them all so much.”

“The epilogue is everything a reader would want from this feel-good story.”


https://open.spotify.com/embed?uri=spotify:user:213r4bdqjpcafrttpvbxnfn2a:playlist:5xgXFQ5itaQSUaBzlcWdCW
Their scent reaches me before I feel their arms holding me… Aiden’s warm spice and Liam’s fresh outdoors aroma.
Fear slices through me, and I try to push them away.
“Shh, we’ve got you, babe,” Liam whispers into my ear. “It’s alright You’ve had a nightmare.”
I’m sandwiched between them, and they’re stroking me, soothing me like one of their horses.
I lift my face, and Aiden kisses away my tears. “Better now?”
I feel strange, like I’m still dreaming. Maybe I’ll wake up in a minute and standoffish Sam will reassert herself and tell them to get lost. Instead, against all reason, I lie there, wanting their touch.
They’re breathing deeply now, and their hands are everywhere, smoothing my hair, grazing the tops of my thighs, squeezing my ass.
My nipples are pressed against Aiden’s hard chest, and, for a moment, I feel embarrassed my tits are so small. I hear my heartbeat echoing in my ears, and feel his warm breath fanning my forehead. He kisses me; I close my eyes, daringly flicking my tongue into his mouth. His beard scratches my lips and he tastes of chocolate and mint.
I can’t believe this is happening.
My first kiss from a man.
Ever.
And I’m not scared.
I even hope I’ve done it right.
“My go now,” Liam grunts from behind.
Aiden turns me and Liam’s mouth captures mine. His lips are hot, wet, and needy. I pull away, gasping, staring into his hooded eyes. A prickle of anxiety spikes my insides as I feel the ridge of something hard against my belly. His cock. Eek!

SC Daiko, aka Siobhan (pronounced Shivon), is a romance junkie who loves writing about strong heroines and hot alpha males. Her stories are sexy and emotional reads. Originally from the UK, she now lives in Italy with her husband and two cats. Nothing makes her happier than connecting with readers and fellow authors.

HOSTED BY:

 

Cover Reveal ~ Their Virgin Nanny ~ by ~ SC Daiko

Title: Their Virgin Nanny
Author: SC Daiko
Genre: Contemporary/Menage Romance
Release Date: May 24, 2017
Two super-hot daddies + one willing girl = sparks

ELERI
Working as a nanny in an exclusive London borough
for two bisexual alphas
is my dream job.
Except Gabe and Luke are so damn hot they’re making me think dirty thoughts.
I can’t have them, though… it would be totally outta line.
And they couldn’t possibly be interested in a twenty-two-year-old virgin like me.
I should give my V card to someone else, right?
GABE AND LUKE
Sweet, innocent Eleri doesn’t realize how cute she is.
Like a breath of fresh air, a ray of sunshine, and every other cliché you can think of.
She’s also sexy as f*ck, tempting as sin, and trouble with a big T.
We wanna take her, break her and make her ours.
We know it’s wrong, she’s our kids’ nanny, but it feels so freaking right.
It’s not like we’re gonna fall for her… not like she’s gonna fall for us either.
Just a bit of fun… nothing more, nothing less.
Until it isn’t…
I TURN OFF Kensington High Street up a side road, and soon I’m standing in front of their tall, narrow house, part of a terrace of similar properties. I walk up the steps and press the bell, my heart thumping.
The door swings open and standing there is an Adonis. His green eyes twinkle as he smiles, and there are actually dimples, dimples! at the corners of his mouth. He’s wearing tight black jeans, a white shirt, and a loose black jacket. I stare at him, and a stupid blush makes my cheeks hot.
“Eleri, I presume?” he asks in a deep voice.
“Please, it’s El air i. You stress the ‘air’ when pronouncing.” And I find myself blushing again.
He laughs, an infectious laugh, and I laugh with him to hide my embarrassment. “Gotta love Welsh names,” he says, showing me into the hallway. “And the cute accent. I’m Luke Addison, by the way. Just call me by my first name.”
If my cheeks were warm before, they’re burning up now. God, I’m such a dork. Just because a man says something nice to me shouldn’t make me go so red.
I follow him across the black-and-white tiled hallway, through an open door into a sitting room which looks like it should be in one of those glossy home decor magazines. There are plush white sofas set in an L-shape in front of the fireplace. White walls, red curtains and carpets, and a black coffee table.
A stern-looking man gets to his feet from where he’s been sitting on one of the sofas. He’s taller than Luke by a couple of inches, and just as good-looking.
Christ, Eleri, stop ogling. These guys are gay. End-of.
“I’m Gabe,” stern-looking man says in a gruff tone. His dark-blue eyes bore into mine and it’s as if they wanna gobble me up for dinner.
“Eleri,” I say in a shaky voice, holding out my hand. “Pleased to meet you.” He’s a viscount, an aristocrat, should I curtsey? Nah, I tell myself. Don’t be silly!
His grasp is firm and warm, but his eyes continue to eat mine; they’re incredibly deep, like the ocean, fringed with to-die-for thick black lashes. He’s wearing what look like designer blue-jeans, a crisp pale viola cotton shirt and a similar black jacket to Luke’s. “Take a seat, Eleri,” he indicates towards the sofa. “Tell us what made you decide to become a nanny.”
I perch on the edge of the couch facing the fireplace, and give my spiel about loving kids and enjoying the early childhood degree I studied at uni. Luke, sitting on the same sofa as me, his long legs stretched out in from of him, is listening intently.
“Why London?” he asks, straight to the point. “I mean, it must be quite a change from Wales.”
“I love the energy of this city,” I gush. “Don’t get me wrong. I’m Welsh through and through, only I wanted to try something different.” I keep to myself the fact that London wages are much higher than what I could earn back home. I don’t wanna come across as money-grabbing.
Gabe pushes himself to his feet, and I can’t help noticing how powerful his body is. “We’ve arranged for you to spend a couple of hours with Abi and the boys. We trust her opinion implicitly as far as our sons are concerned. She’ll report back to us after you’ve left, and we’ll email you when we’ve reached our decision.”
The agency already told me this would be part of my interview, so I’m not surprised. I have a lot of questions, and it will be easier to ask them of Abi.
She must have been waiting in the adjoining room as she appears almost as soon as Gabe goes to fetch her. Her smile is wide and welcoming, and I return the gesture. Within minutes, she’s taken me up to the boys’ rooms… a bedroom, bathroom and playroom on the fourth floor. “We can chat while they mess about with their toys,” she says in a northern accent. “Then I’ll show you my bed-sit at the top of the house.”
TWO HOURS LATER, I’m on my way back to Notting Hill. The boys were amazing, and I think they liked me. I loved Abi’s accommodation in the loft; the bedroom is twice the size of my present one and the adjoining bathroom luxurious. Even the cat was perfect; he’d sat on my lap, purring, and had let me stroke him while Abi answered all my questions, telling me about her circle of nanny friends… who can’t wait to meet me and arrange playdates with Matty and Jack. But when I asked about their surrogate mother, it was like a shutter had come down over her friendly expression. “Sharon is weird. I can’t quite put my finger on it, except to say there’s something not quite right about her. You judge for yourself, though. Maybe it’s just me.”
I agreed to reserve judgment. I couldn’t help a shiver pass up my spine, and there was a brief heaviness in the atmosphere that felt ominous… at least until Abi changed the subject and started telling me about Gabe and Luke.
“They’re lovely guys,” she said. “The bee’s knees.” Then she dropped a bombshell that left me open-mouthed. “Although they’re totally committed to each other, they swing both ways,” she’d giggled. “One night, I went downstairs to fetch something I’d left in the kitchen, and you can imagine my surprise when I saw there was a woman with them and they were kissing her… both of them.”
The penny dropped and my hand flew to my breast. “Oh. My. God! They’re bi-sexual?!”
“Apparently. I’m only glad they didn’t see me as I wouldn’t have known what to say.”
I’d licked my dry lips, and she must have caught my startled look. “Don’t worry. It doesn’t happen that often, as far as I’m aware. After all, I’ve been with them three years and only saw the once. They’re really discreet about it.”
I’d laughed and cracked a joke about disturbing orgies, except now the thought of it is making me feel a hot and tingly sensation between my thighs. Gah!
SC Daiko is a romance junkie who loves writing about strong heroines and hot alpha males. Her stories are sexy and emotional reads. Originally from the UK, she now lives in Italy with her husband and two cats. Nothing makes her happier than connecting with readers and fellow authors.
HOSTED BY: