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Author Spotlight: SC Daiko
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AUTHOR SPOTLIGHT
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Who Is S.C. Daiko?
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.
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Two Three Four by SC Daiko
Publication Date: November 21st, 2016
Series: ~~
Genres: Contemporary Romance, Bisexual Romance, Erotic Romance, Menage
BLURB
Max Conti. One of the most eligible bachelors in Rome. Hot as f*ck and my boss. Why am I crushing on him?
I don’t do crushes.
And I definitely don’t do falling in love.
But when Max proposes a “friends with benefits” relationship, and introduces me to his favorite kink, I find I can’t resist.
And then there’s Steve. Open to anything and a total hunk.
I shouldn’t want two men in my bed.
Except I do want them.
I want them so bad I can’t keep my head straight.
It’s lust, simple as that. No strings… just two guys, a girl, and a whole lotta sex.
I can handle that.
Sure I can.
It’s no big deal.
It’s not like I’m gonna fall for them or anything, right?
***
Sexy Italian Max has the starring role in some hot dreams and wild nights for Lauren when she leaves her life in Seattle behind to work for his company in Rome, Italy. There she’ll meet gorgeous Englishman Steve, and soon crazy ideas start to form in Lauren’s mind about having both men in her bed. When Lauren’s fantasy becomes reality, the two sex gods take her to such heights of kinky pleasure she never imagined possible. So what could possibly go wrong?
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TWO THREE FOUR includes the never before published prequel, TWO, an updated version of THREE, and FOUR. A panty-melting emotional read. 18+only. And, for a limited time, at the special price of $0.99 .
I don’t do crushes.
And I definitely don’t do falling in love.
But when Max proposes a “friends with benefits” relationship, and introduces me to his favorite kink, I find I can’t resist.
And then there’s Steve. Open to anything and a total hunk.
I shouldn’t want two men in my bed.
Except I do want them.
I want them so bad I can’t keep my head straight.
It’s lust, simple as that. No strings… just two guys, a girl, and a whole lotta sex.
I can handle that.
Sure I can.
It’s no big deal.
It’s not like I’m gonna fall for them or anything, right?
***
Sexy Italian Max has the starring role in some hot dreams and wild nights for Lauren when she leaves her life in Seattle behind to work for his company in Rome, Italy. There she’ll meet gorgeous Englishman Steve, and soon crazy ideas start to form in Lauren’s mind about having both men in her bed. When Lauren’s fantasy becomes reality, the two sex gods take her to such heights of kinky pleasure she never imagined possible. So what could possibly go wrong?
***
TWO THREE FOUR includes the never before published prequel, TWO, an updated version of THREE, and FOUR. A panty-melting emotional read. 18+only. And, for a limited time, at the special price of $0.99 .
Game On by SC Daiko
Publication Date: March 11th, 2017
Series: ~~
Genres: Contemporary Romance, Sports Romance, Teacher/Student Romance,
BLURB
A scorching hot student-teacher romance.
RYAN
There was only one thing I wanted in life:
to play professional rugby.
I lived and breathed it
until I met Beth.
She’s beautiful, sweet, and so incredibly sexy . . .
but she’s out of bounds.
Beth wants me, I know she does, and I want her.
If I wasn’t her student it would be game on.
BETH
There was only one thing I wanted in life:
to be a good teacher.
And I was
until I met Ryan.
He held me against his hard body on a sizzling Ibiza night,
and I lost myself to him.
Six months later, he’s in my Spanish class…
what I feel for him is totally against the rules.
Soon rugby isn’t the only game Ryan is playing.
But when his past catches up with him, and everything starts to go wrong . . .
will it be game over for the two of us?
Warning 1: Game On is about a super-fit young rugby player who has the hots for his sexy Spanish teacher. He’s an alpha who dominates every aspect of their relationship.
Warning 2: Game On might set your Kindle on fire. Proceed with caution. Readers aged 18+ only.
Warning 3: Game On is filled with feels, angst, and off-the-chart chemistry. A taboo but sweet romance, a black moment, and then a happy ending.
Only 99c for a limited time. Free to read on Kindle Unlimited.
RYAN
There was only one thing I wanted in life:
to play professional rugby.
I lived and breathed it
until I met Beth.
She’s beautiful, sweet, and so incredibly sexy . . .
but she’s out of bounds.
Beth wants me, I know she does, and I want her.
If I wasn’t her student it would be game on.
BETH
There was only one thing I wanted in life:
to be a good teacher.
And I was
until I met Ryan.
He held me against his hard body on a sizzling Ibiza night,
and I lost myself to him.
Six months later, he’s in my Spanish class…
what I feel for him is totally against the rules.
Soon rugby isn’t the only game Ryan is playing.
But when his past catches up with him, and everything starts to go wrong . . .
will it be game over for the two of us?
Warning 1: Game On is about a super-fit young rugby player who has the hots for his sexy Spanish teacher. He’s an alpha who dominates every aspect of their relationship.
Warning 2: Game On might set your Kindle on fire. Proceed with caution. Readers aged 18+ only.
Warning 3: Game On is filled with feels, angst, and off-the-chart chemistry. A taboo but sweet romance, a black moment, and then a happy ending.
Only 99c for a limited time. Free to read on Kindle Unlimited.
Their Virgin Nanny by SC Daiko
Publication Date: May 21st, 2017
Series: ~~
Genres: Contemporary Romance, New Adult, Menage, Bisexual Romance
BLURB
Two super-hot daddies for one sweet, sexy girl.
ELERI
Working as a nanny in an exclusive London borough
for two bisexual alphas
is my dream job.
Except Gabe and Luke are so freaking 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’ll have to find someone else to punch my V card, right? Yeah, 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 pop her cherry and make her ours.
We know it’s wrong, she’s our kids’ nanny, but it feels so frigging 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…
ELERI
Working as a nanny in an exclusive London borough
for two bisexual alphas
is my dream job.
Except Gabe and Luke are so freaking 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’ll have to find someone else to punch my V card, right? Yeah, 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 pop her cherry and make her ours.
We know it’s wrong, she’s our kids’ nanny, but it feels so frigging 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…
Game On by SC Daiko
If I wasn't her student, it would be
Title: Game On
Author: S.C. Daiko
Genre: Contemporary, YA, Sports romance
Cover Designer: RBA Designs
If I wasn’t her student it would be game on.
RYAN
There was only one thing I wanted in life:
to play professional rugby.
I lived and breathed it
until I met Beth.
She’s beautiful, sweet, and so incredibly sexy . . .
but she’s out of bounds.
Beth wants me, I know she does, and I want her.
If I wasn’t her student it would be game on.
BETH
There was only one thing I wanted in life:
to be a good teacher.
And I was
until I met Ryan.
He held me against his hard body on a hot Ibiza night,
and I lost myself to him.
Six months later, he’s in my Spanish class…
what I feel for him is totally against the rules.
Soon rugby isn’t the only game Ryan is playing.
But when his past catches up with him, and everything starts to go wrong . . .
will it be game over for the two of us?
Warning 1: Game On is about a super-fit young rugby player who has the hots for his sexy Spanish teacher.
Warning 2: Game On might melt your panties. Proceed with caution. Readers aged 18+ only.
Warning 3: Game On is filled with feels, angst, and off-the-chart chemistry. A taboo relationship, a black moment, and then a happy ending. Enjoy!
The music takes me away, the throbbing bass rhythm carrying me into a whirlpool of movement; I sway my hips, arms crossed above my head. I’ve drunk too much but what the hell… I’m having fun. Moving my ass in time to the beat, I head back to the table and take another sip of vodka lemon, trying to act as if this is what I do every Saturday night. The drink burns its way down to my belly, and stokes my excitement.
Megan, my bestie and the bride-to-be, grins at me from where she’s sprawled on the corner sofa of the nightclub. “You okay, my lovely?”
“Having a blast,” I say, giving her a high-five.
We’re here on the party island of Ibiza for her hen weekend… me, my twin sister Sophie (who’s not drinking as she’s trying for a baby) and Meg’s sister, Lowri, who’s had more than Meg and I combined. Lowri shoots me a tipsy look. “You’re such an amazing dancer,” she slurs.
Dance is my exercise of choice, and I love it. I grab her hand and pull her onto the floor, spinning her around while I shimmy to the sound, tossing my hair back from my face. “Oh God,” Lowri squeals, and her face turns green, “I think I’m gonna be sick.”
“Oops,” I lead her back to the chair she just vacated. “Put your head between your knees, sweetie, and I’ll fetch you a glass of water.”
Fifteen minutes later, I’m back on the dance floor, having left the recovering Lowri with Meg and Soph. I’m lost in my own world, a world of music and movement. All around me, people are caught up in the buzz of the rave, a mosh-pit of gyrating bodies high on hedonism. Dutch house bounces off the walls, the floor vibrates beneath my feet, and lights strobe across the ceiling.
I smell him before I see him, a mix of musky male sweat and woody cologne. He towers over my five foot six frame, broad shoulders, slim waist, and absolutely drop-dead gorgeous. I’m not wearing my glasses, and his denim-blue eyes clash with mine. He smiles, his teeth flashing white in a tanned face. “Hola,” he smirks, and it’s a smirk full of promise. “Cómo te llamas?”
“Beth,” I shout to be heard above the high-volume music.
“English?”
I nod as he steps forward to grasp my hips with strong hands. We sway together and I feel his hardness pushing against my tummy. My head tucks under his chin and I breathe him in. It’s been too long since I felt the pleasure of a man…
No need to ask his name. He’s almost certainly a local and I doubt I’ll meet him again. I’ll just enjoy this for what it is: a brief encounter. I’m so turned on; I can feel my knickers sticking to me under my party dress.
His hot breath tickles my earlobe as he bends his head to nuzzle my neck. And then he’s kissing me, his lips warm and filled with lust, his tongue chasing mine. “Come, princesa,” he breaks away and tugs on my hand. “Let’s find somewhere quieter.”
The sensible voice in my head tells me not to be stupid. That I don’t have one-night stands. Never have. Never thought I would. But the past three years have taken their toll, and I’m fed up with listening to sensible Beth. Just this once. What harm can it do? I’ll make sure we use protection…
The cool night air is a relief from the sweaty heat of the club. We stagger through the fire escape and into an alleyway, where he picks me up as if I weigh nothing. I wrap my legs around his waist; he presses me against the brick wall under a street light and kisses me again, harder this time, sucking my lower lip into his mouth before biting down on it and making me yelp with delight. His hands palm my needy tits, and I feel my nipples peak. Sweet Jesus, I’m so wet I could come right now.
“So, princesa,” he breathes, “you staying on the island long?” His voice is deep and melodic, but it doesn’t sound Spanish. It sounds… Welsh. No, that can’t be right. I must be in an alcohol-induced fog.
“Just for the weekend,” I manage to say between panting breaths. I run my hands over his ripped abs. God, he’s hot. I lean my weight into the wall and brace myself.
He pulls at my knickers, his fingers delving, testing. “Gonna fuck you, princesa. Is that what you want?”
“Oh, yes, fuck me, please,” I groan.
He reaches into his pocket and withdraws a foil packet, ripping it open with his teeth.
But a shout echoes down the passageway and a skinny young man comes running up to us. He holds out a cell phone, and gives it to my Ibizan (as I’ll think of him for the next six months). It’s then that I notice the tattoo of a scorpion on his hand... it burns its way into my memory like a branding iron, its tail raised ready to sting. I shiver to myself.
He puts me down and holds the phone to his ear, his blue eyes meeting mine. “I’m sorry, Beth,” he says, pocketing the device, “there’s been some trouble at home.” He pauses. “Really nice meeting you, but I have to go.” He kisses me briefly on the forehead, and I notice the regret in his expression.
“It’s okay,” I say, even though it isn’t. I was burning up for him. “Hope you get the trouble sorted.”
“Me too,” he gives a hollow laugh.
I watch him stride away from me, and sensible Beth’s voice in my head tells me I’ve had a lucky escape. Six months later, I learn she couldn’t have been more wrong.
Game On by SC DaikoMy rating: 4 of 5 stars
Title: Game On
Author: S.C. Daiko
4 unexpected stars
This is the 'second' novel that I read by SC Daiko ~ the first being her Two, Three & Four novels that were completed in a box set a few months ago. Game On was a very different type of read that takes on the teacher/student taboo subject (one of my guilty pleasures) and gives it an extra spin on it by having the male character be younger than the woman, which was an absolute treat since Beth, our teacher, is no wilting flower. She's strong, independent and absolutely the kind of girl that wears her heart on her sleeve when it comes to Ryan. This student, who is legal (just a general FYI since it's in a high school setting in a prestigious school in the Welsh community), is on the run with his mother and sister after a situation gets out of hand and the family has no other recourse. These two have met many months ago, but before anything cold have happened, the proverbial 'sh*t hitting the fan' came down until they meet on the first day of school.
4.5 sexy dreams
No matter how hard that Beth tried to fight her attraction to Ryan, the chemistry between the two was simply too strong. And alright, I'll come out and say it, I loved how she caved and more so how he simply dominated almost every aspect of their relationship (in a good way). I loved to see how they managed to separate their personal and then their 'professional' relationship to protect each other. The way that S.C. Daiko told her story kept me captivated and even at the edge of my seat trying to figure out if Beth and Ryan will be able to pass and survive al, of the obstacles,es that is surely to come their way considering the big factor that is stopping them from being public with their feelings.
*ARC provided by Author in exchange for an honest review.
Reviewed by Kathleen, The Small Girl from A small girl, her man and her books
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S C 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.
Game On by SC Daiko
If i wasn't her student, it would be
Title: Game On
Author : S.C. Daiko
Genre: Contemporary, YA, Sports romance
Cover Designer : RBA Designs
RYAN
There was only one thing I wanted in life: to play professional rugby.
I lived and breathed it.
Until I met Beth.
She’s beautiful, sweet, and so incredibly sexy . . . but she’s out of bounds.
Beth wants me, I know she does, and I want her.
If I wasn’t her student it would be game on.
BETH
There was only one thing I wanted in life: to be a good teacher.
And I was.
Until I met Ryan.
He held me against his hard body on a hot Ibiza night, and I lost myself to him.
Six months later, he’s in my Spanish class… what I feel for him is totally against the rules.
Soon rugby isn’t the only game Ryan is playing.
But when his past catches up with him, and everything starts to go wrong . . . will it be game over for the two of us?
The music takes me, the throbbing bass rhythm carrying me into a whirlpool of movement; I sway my hips, arms crossed above my head. I’ve drunk too much but what the hell… I’m having fun. Moving my ass in time to the beat, I head back to the table and take another sip of vodka lemon, trying to act like this is what I do every Saturday night. The drink burns its way down to my belly, stoking my excitement.
Megan, my bestie and the bride-to-be, grins at me from where she’s sprawled on the corner sofa of the nightclub. “You ok, my lovely?”
“Having a blast,” I say, giving her a high-five.
We’re here on the party island of Ibiza for her hen weekend… me, my twin sister Chloe (not drinking as she’s trying for a baby) and Meg’s sister, Lowri, who’s had more than Meg and I combined. Lowri shoots me a tipsy look. “You’re such an amazing dancer,” she slurs.
Dance is my exercise of choice, and I love it. I grab her hand and pull her onto the floor, spinning her around while I shimmy to the sound, tossing my hair back from my face. “Oh God,” Lowri bleats, and her face turns green, “I think I’m gonna be sick.”
“Oops,” I lead her back to the chair she just vacated. “Put your head between your knees, sweetie, and I’ll fetch you a glass of water.”
Fifteen minutes later, I’m back on the dance floor, having left the recovering Lowri with Meg and Chloe. I’m lost in my own world, a world of music and movement. All around me, people are caught up in the buzz of the rave, a mosh-pit of gyrating bodies high on hedonism. Dutch house bounces off the walls, the floor vibrates beneath my feet, and lights strobe across the ceiling.
I smell him before I see him, a mix of musky male sweat and woody cologne. He towers over my five foot six frame, broad shoulders, slim waist, and totally gorgeous. I’m not wearing my glasses, and his denim-blue eyes clash with mine. He smiles, his teeth flashing white in a tanned face. “Hola,” he smirks, and it’s a smirk full of promise. “Cómo te llamas?”
“Beth,” I shout to be heard above the high-volume music.
“English?”
I nod as he steps forward to grasp my hips with strong hands. We sway together and I feel his hardness pushing against my tummy. My head tucks under his chin and I breathe him in. It’s been too long since I felt the pleasure of a sexy man…
No need to ask his name. He’s almost certainly a local and I doubt I’ll meet him again. I’ll just enjoy this for what it is: a brief encounter. I’m so turned on; I can feel my knickers sticking to me under my party dress.
His hot breath tickles my earlobe as he bends his head to nuzzle my neck. And then he’s kissing me, his lips warm and filled with lust, his tongue chasing mine. “Come, princesa,” he breaks away and tugs on my hand. “Let’s find somewhere quieter.”
The sensible voice in my head tells me not to be stupid. That I don’t have one-night stands. Never have. Never thought I would. But the past three years have taken their toll, and I’m fed up with listening to sensible Beth. Just this once. What harm can it do? I’ll make sure we use protection…
The cool night air is a relief from the sweaty heat of the club. We stagger through the fire escape door into an alleyway, and he picks me up like I weigh nothing. I wrap my legs around his waist; he presses me against the brick wall under a street light and kisses me again, harder this time, sucking my lower lip into his mouth before biting down on it and making me yelp with delight. His hands palm my needy tits, and I feel my nipples peak. Sweet Jesus, I’m so wet I could come right now.
“So, princesa,” he breathes, “you staying on the island long?” His voice is deep and melodic, but it doesn’t sound Spanish. It sounds… Welsh. No, that can’t be right. I must be in an alcohol-induced fog.
“Just for the weekend,” I manage to say between panting breaths. I run my hands over his ripped abs. God, he’s hot. I lean my weight into the wall and brace myself.
He pulls at my knickers, his fingers delving, testing. “Gonna fuck you, princesa. Is that what you want?”
“Oh, yes, fuck me, please,” I groan.
He reaches into his pocket and withdraws a foil packet, ripping it open with his teeth.
But a shout echoes down the passageway and a skinny young man comes running up to us. He holds out a cell phone, and gives it to my Ibizan (as I’ll think of him for the next six months). It’s then that I notice the tattoo of a scorpion on his hand... it burns its way into my consciousness like a branding iron, its tail raised ready to sting. I shiver to myself.
He puts me down and holds the phone to his ear, his blue eyes meeting mine. “I’m sorry, Beth. There’s been some trouble at home.” A pause. “Really nice meeting you, but I have to go.” He kisses me briefly on the forehead, and I notice the regret in his expression.
“It’s ok,” I say, even though it isn’t. I was burning up for him. “Hope you get the trouble sorted.”
“Me too,” he gives a hollow laugh.
I watch him stride away from me, and sensible Beth’s voice in my head tells me I’ve had a lucky escape. Six months later, I learn she couldn’t have been more wrong.
SC Daiko is a romance junkie who loves writing about strong heroines and hot alpha males. 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, and she feels it a privilege to be a part of the book world.
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