Books, Photos & a little bit of everything else: July 29

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Book: Rogue

Series: Real #4

Author: Katy Evans

Publication Date: July 29, 2014

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HE SAYS HE’S NO GOOD FOR HER.
SHE HATES THAT HE MIGHT BE RIGHT.

Brook Dumas found Remington Tate in REAL, and now it’s her best friend Melanie’s turn to find the man who makes her heart sing. After years of searching, one night in the rain, the strong and mysterious Greyson King comes to her rescue. He’s bold, and maybe just the lover, friend, and protector she’s been searching for. When they make love, he says her name like it means something. Like she means something—and that’s everything she’s ever wanted.

He disappears for days without a word, and when he’s around, he says he’ll only hurt her. Buy when he’s away, her heart hurts more.

Then Melanie uncovers the dark world he’d been determined to keep hidden, and suspects that their random first meeting might have not been so random after all.

Caught in a free fall of emotions, Melanie has no one to catch her but the man she should be running from. . .

But what do you do when your Prince Charming has gone Rogue?

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“Bastard,” I mumble. “You ruined my whole week, you fucking bastard. I bet you’re fucking some triple-D blonde right now and her triplets all at the same time, aren’t you? You’re not even a two-timer, you’re like a three-timer, liar, feeding me an I’ll-take-you-to-the-movies fucking line. I swear I was fine until you came back like you “got” me, like you “got” me even if I looked like a hungover mess. God, I can’t believe myself!”

I kick the tub as if it’s the tub’s fault, then yell, “OUCH!”

Scowling, I walk into the bedroom, grab my sleep clothes, pad outside to my living room/kitchen combo to grab some ice cream, slide on my Princess Bride DVD and turn on the TV. A couple of pounds of fat, here we go. I plop down and a vibration buzzes across the couch. I scowl and feel around for my phone. I find it way in between the two couch cushions, pull it out, and set it aside for a scoop of ice cream. I almost choke on it when I see a text I hadn’t noticed before.

Be home tonight.

What? My stomach vaults. I read who the text is from and suddenly I want to throw my phone into a WALL. Greyson. I scowl at it and throw it down to the couch and start pacing. I’m not going to answer him. Why would I? He seemed in no hurry to talk to me before, and now he orders me? Like an all mighty king? No thanks. I’ll pass on our second date, thank you.

But I check and notice the text was sent hours ago. I tell myself I am not going to respond, I will wait a gazillion days like he did. I set the phone aside and put a big spoonful of ice cream in my mouth, letting it melt on my tongue, but my stomach is squirming and now I can’t watch the TV, I can only stare at my phone and suck on the spoon. Then I bury the spoon in the tub and grab my phone, squeeze my eyes shut and type.

I’m home but that doesn’t mean I’m staying home. Just depends . . .

On? comes the reply, and quickly.

Whoa, was he waiting, with phone in hand, to answer? It seems like he was.

I wait one full minute. Trembling. Type: On who’s visiting

I don’t mean that as an invite. I mean it as in: I’d hightail it out of here if he set foot in my building. But his answer is lightning fast and my heart starts pounding as it keeps staring back at me.

Crap! I have to leave. I have to leave; I can’t see him! I can’t be this easy! A line must be drawn. He’s already shown what our night together meant to him, and I won’t let myself be devalued by him or any other moron again.

I should leave before he arrives, or when he does, yell through the door, without opening it even an inch, and tell him that I’m NOT INTERESTED! You stood me up, you didn’t get in touch soon enough, I am not your booty call, have a good life!

Yeah. That sounds right.

Determined, I head over to close the living room blinds. When I glance out the window and reach for the string I see a dark sports car pull over and a man in black step out of the driver’s seat. He looks up toward my window and all my systems stop when our eyes lock, hold, recognize. My insides go into chaos mode. A strange excitement makes my knees knock.

Fuck me, it’s really him.

What is he doing here? What does he want?

He heads into the building and I turn to face my closed door, panicking because I haven’t changed, I didn’t change. I’m in my pj’s, if hardly that.

Noticing the pint of ice cream still grasped in my hand, I run to shove it back into the freezer, spoon and all. I start pacing around in circles, trying to come up with a new plan, but unable to think for shit. I consider telling my building guard not to let him in, but I hear the ring of the elevator and realize the guard must have recognized the motherfucker from when he brought me home last week.

Deciding not to delay the inevitable, I swing the door open as he steps out of the elevator. He looks straight at me and his gaze drills into me, making a hole straight in my thoughts. One of my neighbors and her husband pass along the hall toward their door.

“Well, hello there, Melanie. A little chilly out.” She gestures to the white silk shorts and near-transparent camisole I’m wearing in complete disapproval and continues on.

Greyson follows behind her and fills up the space one foot away from my threshold with muscle and beauty and testosterone and, I swear, god, I swear, he’s as lethal as a nuclear bomb. My knees, oh, my knees. My heart. My eyes. My body feels both light as a feather and heavy as a tank. How can this be? He’s so stunning I can’t even move. Or blink, or hardly stand; I’m leaning on the door frame.

I’m fully sober. Something I might regret. He’s no longer blurred by the rain, by vodka, or by my stupid illusions of prince charming.

The man standing at my door is very real, very big, very tan, and his smile is very, very charming. There is no word for the way he stands there, his eyes dark and glimmering, his cheekbones hard and his jaw smoothly shaven, his mouth so beautiful, tipped up mischievously at the corners. His suit is perfect, playboy perfect, and his tousled hair run with wayward streaks of copper that makes me want to rake my fingers straight through. And he’s here, looking at me as if waiting for me to let him in. A memory of the morning he brought me home flashes through me. Where I felt sore because of the way he’d loved me all night. The little mark behind my ear that I found the next morning.

Hanging on to my every instinct of self-preservation, I hold the door only halfway open when he catches it in one big powerful hand.

“Invite me in,” he says softly, holding the door in his firm grip.

“My car doesn’t need a tune-up, it’s fine, but thanks for checking in on it,” I say, pushing it closed with more effort.

He shoves the door open and strides inside, and I’m frustrated over my inability to keep him out. Now he’s inside and he shuts the door like he owns my place, then he studies it with a sweep of narrowed eyes. “This building has a laundry chute?”

That’s your line?”

He crosses the room and pulls the rest of the blinds shut, then he performs an insanely quick check of my place with a sweep of his gaze that makes my insides turn over.

It’s almost like he’s making sure there is no other man here.

He can’t possibly be jealous, can he?

And now . . . now that he seems assured no one is here but me, he starts walking over to me and looking at my mouth, and I’m walking away because every instinct of self-preservation in me tells me to walk away.

“You’re here. Why are you here all of a sudden? Some other date canceled on you last minute?” I demand.

“I have a date I’d like to schedule with you.” His eyebrows pull low over those brilliant hawklike eyes. “You’re not nearly as excited to see me as I’d hoped.”

“Maybe I thought you were a drunken hallucination. Maybe I hoped you were.”

I hit the back of my kitchen island and he locks me in with his arms, his eyes almost desperate and hungry. Then he cups my face and sets his mouth to mine, like he thinks—mistakenly—I belong to him.

“I’m not,” he says, softly, then he kisses me again, so deeply I lose my train of thought until he speaks against my mouth again. “A hallucination. And if you need me to, I’ll spend all night reminding you of what it feels like to have my tongue and my cock buried deep in you and how much you liked it.”

He leans over as if to kiss me again. My voice trembles as I turn my head. “Don’t, Greyson.”

“I don’t like that word, ‘don’t,’” he rasps against my cheek. “But I do like you saying Greyson.”

He tips my head around with the tip of one finger and stares at me like he loves the look of me. I lift one of his arms and he lets me, and I start easing away again, free of him, but not free of his stare. The first night he just kept staring at my eyes like he couldn’t tear his gaze free, but now, now he’s seeing all of me. I’m wearing shorts and a camisole yet my body starts heating as his eyes rake me up and down.

“I gave you a chance and you blew it,” I breathe.

“I want another one.”

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My Life in 8 Words: “Hectic, wonderful, complete; everything I ever wanted.”

Katy Evans grew up with books and book-boyfriends until she found a real sexy boyfriend to love. They married and are now hard at work on their own happily ever after. Katy loves her family and friends, and she also loves reading, walking, baking, and being consumed by her characters until she reaches “The End.” Which is, hopefully, only the beginning…

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Title: Take Me (a romance boxed set)
Authors: Victoria H. Smith, Ursula Sinclair, Raven St. Pierre, Olivia Linden, Kenya Wright
Genre: Romance/New Adult
Release Date: July 29, 2014

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When seventeen-year-old Ashley Watson walks through the halls of her high school bullies taunt and shove her. She can’t go a day without fighting with her mother. And no matter how hard she tries, she can’t make her best friend, Matt, fall in love with her. But Ashley also has something no one else does: a literal glimpse into the future. When Ashley looks into the mirror, she can see her twenty-three-year-old self.

Her older self has been through it all already—she endured the bullying, survived the heartbreak, and heard every ugly word her classmates threw at her. But her older self is also keeping a dark secret: Something terrible is about to happen to Ashley. Something that will change her life forever. Something even her older self is powerless to stop.

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Everyone is exactly like me. There is no one like me.

Ven wrestles with these contradicting truths every day. A clone of wealthy eighteen-year-old Raven Rogen, Ven knows everything about the girl she was created to serve: the clothes she wears, the boys she loves, the friends she loves to hate. Yet she’s never met the Authentic Raven face-to-face. Imitations like Ven only get to leave the lab when they’re needed—to replace a dead Authentic, donate an organ, or complete a specific mission. And Raven has never needed Ven . . . until now.

When there is an attack on Raven’s life, Ven is thrust into the real world, posing as Raven to draw-out the people who tried to harm her. But as Ven dives deeper into Raven’s world, she begins to question everything she was ever told. She exists for Raven, but is she prepared to sacrifice herself for a girl she’s never met?

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The Dominion of Atalanta is at war. But for eighteen-year-old Aris, the fighting is nothing more than a distant nightmare, something she watches on news vids from the safety of her idyllic seaside town. Then her boyfriend, Calix, is drafted into the Military, and the nightmare becomes a dangerous reality.

Left behind, Aris has nothing to fill her days. Even flying her wingjet—the thing she loves most, aside from Calix—feels meaningless without him by her side. So when she’s recruited to be a pilot for an elite search-and-rescue unit, she leaps at the chance, hoping she’ll be stationed near Calix. But there’s a catch: She must disguise herself as a man named Aristos. There are no women in the Atalantan Military, and there never will be.

Aris gives up everything to find Calix: her home. Her family. Even her identity. But as the war rages on, Aris discovers she’s fighting for much more than her relationship. With each injured person she rescues and each violent battle she survives, Aris is becoming a true soldier—and the best flyer in the Atalantan Military. She’s determined to save her Dominion . . . or die trying.

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Meet the Author

Aimee L. Salter

Aimee L. Salter writes novels for teens and the occasional adult who, like herself, is still in touch with their inner-high schooler. She never stopped appreciating those moments in the dark when you say what you’re really thinking. And she’ll always ask you about the things you wish she wouldn’t ask you about.

Aimee blogs for both writers and readers at http://www.aimeelsalter.com. You can also find her on Twitter and Facebook.

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Heather Hildenbrand was born and raised in a small town in northern Virginia where she was homeschooled through high school. Since 2011, she’s published more than eight YA & NA novels including the bestselling Dirty Blood series. She splits her time between coastal Virginia and the island of Guam and loves having a mobile career and outrageous lifestyle of living in two places.

Heather is also a publishing and success coach bent on equipping and educating artists who call themselves authors. She loves teaching fellow writers how to create the same freedom-based lifestyle she enjoys. For more information visit http://www.phoenixauthorink.com and find out how to create your own OutRAGEous Life.

You can find out more about her and her books at http://www.heatherhildenbrand.blogspot.com

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Tracy Banghart is a cheesy movie-loving, fantasy football-playing (go Ravens!), globe-trotting Army wife who began “practicing” her craft at the age of five, when she wrote her first story. She loves visiting the international friends she met while pursuing her MA in Publishing and spends a portion of every summer at her family’s cabin in Canada, where she finds inspiration and lots of time to relax on the dock. She lives with her husband, son, two lazy dogs and one ornery cat. When not writing or spending time with her family, she is on a mission to bake the perfect cupcake.

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Book Title: Kink
Author: Nikki Sex
Genre: Erotica
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Emily Malone snuck into my life, slipped under my skin, and right into my heart. Little did I know that danger and death tagged along with her, following in her innocent wake.

I’m always in control – but not with her. Emily makes me doubt myself, because she’s so important to me. Emily knows nothing of the lifestyle. I know she’s submissive, but I must take it slow.

Gradually, step-by-step, I’ll teach her to enjoy my particular brand of kink, my unique darker needs. She’ll learn to love what I love. What I need.

That is if both of us live long enough to complete her training.

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Nikki Sex writes sexy contemporary romance, often involving a bit of kink. She’s a sucker for Happy Ever After endings, so no matter how dark my stories get, fear not! It always all works out in the end.

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I can’t move. I’m dying.

For an instant, I imagine someone finding my body. Will birds gather to peck at me? Is that how I’ll be discovered? By someone attracted by unusual animal activity?

For a moment I consider who might find me. Will it be someone I know? I can almost hear them yell, “Holy shit, that’s Paul Jarman!”

An excruciating spasm assaults me. My lungs seize. My body convulses. Internally, every part of me screams. My mouth falls open – but instead of shrieking, only a soft hiss issues from my throat, heralding my agony and despair.

The sound is pathetic. Is that tiny utterance the last noise I’m capable of making before I die?

There’s no one nearby to hear me, even if I’d been able to scream.

I’ve never been so alone.

I’ve also never felt such unbearable pain. Time stops. There’s only this one eternal moment, the agony of now.

I’m twenty-six years old. I’m too young to die. I’ve been an idiot most of my life. I’ve been an asshole… but just recently, I’ve learned so much. Everything has been coming together. If I live, I really think that I can make something of myself.

But I’m not going to live.

Inexorable pressure, like the invisible hand of some cruel giant, pushes down hard on my chest. No air! Each breath I take becomes more and more difficult. Wow. Is this what it feels like to be starved for oxygen? As a Dom I like breath play. It’s kind of karmic to be on the other side.

But I sure as fuck don’t get an erotic thrill from this.

I’m dizzy. My vision tunnels. The physical pain fades, but sadness stabs at me. This agony of heart and soul is intense. It’s worse than any bodily torment.

I have so many regrets.

My biggest sorrow comes from the thought of losing Emily. Not only losing her, but leaving her. Not being there for her. My one pure and perfect joy has come from Emily. I’m so grateful that I’ve had her in my life. She’s taught me so much.

If only we had more time together.

My sweet girl will be distraught. I can’t imagine how she will deal with my death. With all that I’m enduring, the thought of her pain is more than I can take. I forcefully shove the reflection away. I wish I could protect her from this.

Blood continues to pump from me. I feel its warmth flowing onto my chest. I’m floating in a mental haze. As I near death, I enter a strangely comfortable state of philosophical delirium.

Is it better to kill…or to be killed?

What if you took another person’s life by accident… say perhaps, through a moment of incompetent or distracted driving? That would create a burden of guilt that you’d have to live with for the rest of your life. It might even drive a person to suicide.

Premeditated murder assumes that one’s conscience is reconciled to committing such a sin. Once reaching that point, guilt and regret wouldn’t be an issue.

What about an impulsive murder of passion? Can one honestly justify killing another by pleading temporary insanity? Would a temporary loss of control lessen the burden of guilt afterwards? Even if someone still died by your hands?

But I’m not crazy. My actions didn’t result from temporary insanity. For me, it was pure animal instinct.
I killed on purpose.

As my life drains away, I smile because I know that if I had the chance, I’d do it again. Committing murder is one thing that I don’t regret.

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Author: Heather Allen

 

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Greylan Pace has been a fighter his entire life…

He’s worked hard to get to the top as a mixed martial arts fighter, and finally his time in the spotlight has come. Everything he’s ever wanted is at his fingertips.Then, one event changed his life forever…

Now Greylan finds himself back on top, going to battle in the biggest fight of his life. But he soon learns that what he’s strived for means nothing in comparison to his fight to keep his sister, his best friend Christina, and Mollie Andrews, the girl he can’t stop thinking about.

He fights with everything he’s got to keep his focus on his goal, but for the first time ever, he’s afraid he might lose.

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Heather is a Florida girl! Her life revolves around the two W’s- water and words! She grew up in south Florida and now lives in Melbourne, Florida with her husband and three kids, just minutes from the ocean.
She has been an avid reader of just about every genre her entire life. Her writing career began a short few years ago when she decided to listen to the voices in her head and put them to paper and the words began to flow…
Heather loves to ride her bike and just be outside! When she isn’t writing Heather can be found at the beach or out on the water boating.
Heather Allen is the author of seven novels, some that are self-published and some through Limitless Publishing.

 


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Books, Photos & a little bit of everything else: July 28

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  • Redeeming Justice by Suzanne Halliday: Blog Tour, Review & Giveaway

  • Bound Anthology: Blog Tour & Review

  • Rain Over Me by Cindy Lou Moldovan: Release Day & Giveaway

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Book: Redeeming Justice

Series: Justice Brothers #3

Author: Suzanne Halliday

Publication Date: July 10, 2014

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Sometimes …Happily Ever After comes with a price

Alex Marquez wears many hats. Sometimes he’s the slightly patrician Don of a family with deep Spanish roots. Other times he’s a brilliant tech-God and CEO of an exclusive security agency. He’s also a boss, a musician, and a fierce friend. At the core though he’s a former Special Forces
Commander, wounded in action, haunted by the heavy burdens of regret and what ifs that linger to this day. For him, personal redemption would never come. Too much darkness, not enough light.

And then Meghan O’Brien swoops into his life. She’s a ball busting curvy goddess who instantly pushes all Alex’s buttons.

When ghosts from the past threaten to destroy their relationship, Alex pushes her away. Meghan has a promising life ahead while his was blown to bits in a war zone. Hurt and bewildered, she comes to realize that loving Alex as she did was not a guarantee of an easy future. He had demons and if she took him on, those nightmares and the emotional aftermath were going to be coming along for the ride.

Was the redemption Alex sought to be found in her arms? Would finding his soul through the love of another finally send the demons packing and lay the past to rest?

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Thanks to the author, I was allowed to read an ARC of this book for an honest review. I loved the first two books in this series and was very excited to read this one. After reading it, I think this is my favorite so far! Alex is a deeply troubled ex soldier who blames himself for the tragedy that ended his military career. He has carried this burden and let it make him feel that he doesn’t deserve happiness in his life.

In walks, Meghan.  Alex will never be the same. Meghan brings the war and the aftermath all back to Alex with talk of her ex-fiance’ who died in the bombing. Alex manages to get past Meghan’s connection to his war past and the two grow closer. When it all blows up, Alex can’t let himself accept the happiness that Meghan has brought to his life.

The book takes you through the journey of Alex accepting and moving on from his past. It was a tough journey for a man whose feelings run very deeply. The author does an excellent job taking you on this journey. Meghan brings love to Alex and changes his life.

The women of the Justice Brothers Series are as much of a force as the men themselves. They are definitely a fun group to read about. Awesome series and awesome book!  Great job Ms. Halliday! Five stars!

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Bound Anthology

Release Date: July 28th

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Releasing control is relief… 
I was warned about men like Brett Maclean. 
He was dark and thrilling, intense and controlling. And he captivated me from the very start. He unleashed something inside of me like no other. His bad rep and troubled past drew me to him like gasoline feeding a flame. 
With just one taste, I felt the danger in him, the uncontrollable power that left me breathless. The passion consumed me. Fast and hard. 

Temptation couldn’t guard my heart. I should have known a man of such raw and wild desires came with competition.


 

Brooke has spent the past eleven years living with a man she thought would be her forever. One afternoon of unanswered phone calls reveals he isn’t the man she thought he was. 
Just when things couldn’t get any worse, she’s forced to call upon a stranger for help. 
Can Dylan save Brooke from her broken past or does he have secrets of his own that will destroy them before they even get started?
 
Logan Clay is a dreamy, starving artist working multiple jobs to support his ailing mother and unemployed father, all while pursuing his dream of becoming a famous musician.
When luck shines on him, it looks like he might finally get the big break that he has been waiting for- that is until he meets Gina.
The daughter of a record label executive, Gina Vile has the potential to make all of Logan’s dreams come true or destroy any chance he will ever have. Can fame and love go hand in hand?
A prequel novella to Sand & Clay.
 
Four friends. Four secrets. One dare.
Alicia Thomas finally told her friends the reason she divorced her husband—she caught him in his office, naked, a ball gag in his mouth while a prostitute spanked his lily-white ass. But she can’t admit her own fantasy—being at the total mercy of her ex’s gorgeous boss, Richard Brand.
Then in a chance encounter one stormy night, Richard offers to make Alicia’s desires come true. Alicia learns not only to submit to Richard, but his friends as well, and she glories in every minute. But can she abandon her new life when she discovers that Richard’s games have more to do with revenge on her ex-husband than Richard’s desire for her?
 
I am weak. 
I am lonely. 
I am a slut. 
I am strong. 
I am Dominant. 
I am independent. 
I am Seven James. 
My entire life, no one has wanted me, and that was fine, because I sure as shit didn’t need anyone else. Blah, Blah Blah, insert sad story here about negligent parents, and shitty siblings, and you have my life story in a nut shell. When my college boyfriend dumped me, it was just icing on the cake. Five years, and a booming career later I am here to collect my revenge. 
That was until a delicious plaything walked into the kink club I frequent, and rocked my typically un-rockable world. Causing me to break the one rule I have lived by since Daniel Alexander walked out of my life, never have sex with the same person twice. Ever. 
 
Rebecca Chase has never been interested in dating, and definitely not in relationships. She only had two goals in life, to get her college degree and to get the hell away from her house. When she meets Lucas everything that she thought she had wanted was now turned upside down. 
Lucas Masterson has it all money, fame, and his dream job of being in the music industry. He knows that most people are just out for themselves and will use him as much as they can. When he meets Becca he realizes that he never really knew what he wanted. He thinks that she is the most amazing person he has ever met, but can he balance her and his crazy life? 
Can two people who come from completely different worlds make it work or will the people trying to tear them apart succeed? 
Get ready to get lost in this crazy romantic adventure and surrender yourself to Lucas and Becca. 
 
Holly is Jacks Best friends little sister. The two of them were raised as family and always were as close as siblings. But as they get older Jack and Holly realize their feelings for one another were something more than that of Big Brother and Little Sister.
 
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Book Title: Rain Over Me
Author: Cindy Lou Moldovan
Genre: Romance
Release Date: July 30, 2014
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Mia Lambert is beautiful, rich and used to having her own way. When it comes to intimacy, she makes her own rules. Convinced that she is selfish and self-centered like her mother, she stays away from matters of the heart. Mia’s rules leave her empty and unfulfilled, but she is too stubborn to change until Philippe strides into her life and challenges her to let him fulfill her wanton body’s desires.

Philippe Colson is every woman’s dream. Handsome and charming, he shows Mia passion beyond her wildest dreams. He has come to play, and when he does, he plays for keeps.

Will Mia allow her fears to rule her heart and leave her with an empty, guarded life or will she accept the challenge from Philippe and trust her heart to him?

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Mia came to a halt, her breath hitching in her throat, and she skidded to an abrupt stop in front of the refrigerator as she took in the tall figure leaning against her Quartzites and stone countertop.

“Philippe!” she squealed.

“Happy to see me, princess?” he asked, but the glint in his dark green eyes showed his displeasure.

Mia held on to the door of the refrigerator, her hand shaking slightly, hoping he didn’t see the affect he had on her.

“I…how did you get in here?” she asked, her voice rising. Mia had ignored his calls, emails and answered his text messages only in monosyllables for the past two months. Yeah, he was pissed! She was well aware that he is not the type of man to be put off and she had done just that.

“I appreciate your high tech security and your bodyguard, but I have my ways of getting what I want at times. You should know that tactic well.”

“Are you saying I’m used to having my own ways? Rich and spoiled? Fine, go ahead. Nothing I’ve not heard before.” Her bravado returned, but she took a step back as he pushed off the counter.

He took a swig of water from the bottle he held in his hand. “You are avoiding me and I want to know why the hell you are running.”

Her dress fell off her shoulder onto her arm and she attempted to pull it back in place, but her hand met with Philippe’s as he held the dress in place and ran his thumb across her skin. Her chest tightened as desire flooded her body.

Philippe’s hooded gaze held her eyes. He set the bottle of water on the counter and rubbed her other arm slowly, making his way to her back where he found the clasp to her bra and skillfully unsnapped it.

Mia’s lip caught in her teeth and her lids slid shut as she tried to repress a moan that was sure to escape her throat.

Philippe cupped her pert breast that fit perfectly in his large palm. None too gently he squeezed the pale pink nipple, encouraging the areolar to constrict, elongating her nipple between his thumb and index finger.

Her head dropped to his chest and lulled from side to side. She was never one to deny herself what she wanted and at this moment, she desperately wanted Philippe.

Truth be told, she’d always wanted him, ever since they met 15 months, 1 week and 2 day ago, but who was counting time…not her, surely. Keeping up with such minute details were for the weak, which she was not.

Philippe tilted her head back; her blonde hair framed her face and fell over her shoulders as she looked into his eyes. His tall frame loomed over her as his dark green eyes seeks hers out. Their breathing and the sound of the refrigerator humming were the only sounds in the room. Slowly he peeled back the dress and pink lacy demi bra off her shoulders and let them fall to the floor, pooling around her ankles.

She rubbed her breasts across his white linen shirt and the sensation of the material against them sent a wicked sensual sensation pooling down her center to the apex of the thighs.

Philippe crushed his mouth to hers and took her tongue in a wild kiss that lasted all of a few seconds. He spun her around and bent her at the kitchen island.

Her breasts came in contact with the cold hard countertop. She was bent at the waist pushing her ass toward his erection that ground into her bottom with no mercy.

A plea that sounded like a whimper left her lips. He slid a finger into her wet pussy that was now hot and slick. Slowly, he swirled his long finger around and around her need as Mia shook with desire. He pulled his finger from her slit that dripped with her essence and pushed it gently into her mouth.

Mia greedily sucked off her own juices, but before she could repeat the motion, he placed his palm on her ass and rubbed it one, twice, then with a stinging motion, spanked her with three quick successive snaps. Mia yelped from the surprise spanking that sent moisture rushing to her core. Before she could get her bearings, Philippe headed to the door.

“Play nice, or we don’t play at all. Will you answer the next time I call?”

His hand was on the front door and she wanted to plead with him to stay. “Yes, but…”

“Good.” He pulled open the door and it closed silently behind him.

Mia lay her head on the cool stone of the countertop and willed her breathing to return to normal. What the fuck just happened? She took stock of the situation that just took place and humiliation set into the pit of her stomach. How could he treat her that way? He waltzed into her place…

Oh, my God,” she whispered. “How did he get in… Invading my space, getting me naked, swirling his delicious finger in my, my…in me, spanking my ass and leaving! Who the hell does he think he is?” She felt the heat of a blush rising from her neck all the way to her hairline.

She sheepishly picked her clothes up off the floor and went to her bedroom where she put on a robe. Where the hell was her security and who is on duty? Well, they were doing a piss poor job of looking after her safety. Mia placed a call to the emergency number of the security detail that was on speed dial on her phone. She did not wait for proper identification, but snapped at the person and asked to speak with Greg Williams, the supervisor.

“Miss Lambert, how may I help you, ma’am?”

“Security on my loft was breached today and I want to know why no one told me about it.” She bit the words into the phone with clenched teeth.

“Come again, Miss Lambert? Someone was in your residence?”

“That is exactly what I am saying, Greg. How did he get in?”

“I am looking at the screen and your loft was accessed twice this evening, but both times the codes were entered correctly so there were no alarms. Are you OK, Miss Lambert?” His voice rang with concern.

“Yes, yes, I’m fine. I just don’t understand…”

“There is something that may be of some interest to you, ma’am. Mr. Philippe Colson bought our security company about a week ago. On the security camera he entered your residence about an hour before you got home today, but he has the code, which is why there was not an alarm.”

Fuck, fuck! Mia rubbed her temples and reassured Greg that there was just a misunderstanding and it was okay for Mr. Colson to enter her home. Now she really was pissed off. Embarrassed and pissed. She quickly placed her other call, her hand rubbing the back of her neck.

“I said I would call you, but to what do I owe the unexpected pleasure?”

“You bought the security company? Are you out of your fucking mind, Philippe?” she hissed into the phone.

“Just investing in other companies, my dear Mia. Diversity makes good business sense,” he replied.

“I can have you arrested for trespassing.”

“Ah, now you are insulting me, since I bought the property that houses your loft, as well. I was just checking on my investment.”

“What? You did what?” she yelled.

“As much as I would like to continue this pissing contest, I am at an important dinner meeting and must get back to my guests. Bye, princess.”

Mia stared at the phone in her hand. She could not believe the audacity of the man. How dare he hang up on her? She really wanted to call him back and slam the phone down on him but that was just too childish. The mattress dipped beneath her as she threw herself on her back and kicked her legs up and down. She glared at the brilliant white ceiling while her pulse raced.

I hate him, I do, I do.” Mia hoped that by repeating those words she would actually despise him, but she was lying about one thing for sure…Mia wanted the weight of his body on hers, wanted the touch of his lips and tongue on her womanhood, his fingers to slide in her core, his mouth to suck her clit until she screamed his name in ecstasy.

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Cindy Lou Moldovan graduated from Lee College in Texas with a nursing degree. She is a certified PADI Scuba dive-master, loves the outdoors and spending time with family and friends. An avid reader and book lover, she is the author of her memoir ‘Growing up third world’.

Cindy creates strong characters in her steamy novels that her readers will fall in love with and leave them panting for more.

She lives in South Carolina with her husband.

Forever rain is her first romance novel in ‘Rain will fall’ trilogy.

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 Wendy Darlin Tomb Raider
by Barbara Silkstone
Series: Wendy Darlin Tomb Raider, #1 – #3
Genre: Romance, Humor, Mystery
Publish Date: October 1, 2013

 

 

WENDY DARLIN TOMB RAIDER ~ Box Set:
Until last year Wendy Darlin was a full-time real estate agent for Miami Beach millionaires. Then she met Roger Jolley, world famous archaeologist, Johnny Depp look-alike, and at times the most irritating person on the planet. Join her as she travels the globe in search of lost treasures and antiquities. She’s been told her life is like the movie Romancing the Stone but at times she feels more like Indiana Jones with boobs.
WENDY AND THE LOST BOYS ~ Book One
Real estate agent for Miami Beach millionaires, Wendy Darlin, clashes with “SEC Investigator” and world famous archaeologist, Roger Jolley. He follows her out to sea on a mega-yacht owned by Charlie Hook, a Ponzi swindler on the run from federal agents and angry investors. Despite her fear of water, she finds herself a tomb raider on the Caribbean one step ahead of modern day pirates. Will she find the Lost Boys? Will she escape Hook’s clutches? And whom will she find on Nevis Island? Oh… and is Roger a good kisser?
LONDON BROIL ~ Book Two
When we last saw Wendy Darling and Roger Jolley in WENDY AND THE LOST BOYS, they were hot on the trail of Egyptian icons stolen from the British Museum. Wendy is now in a frantic race against time and a murderer as she searches for the last Lost Boy hidden somewhere in London while a killer heat wave invades the city. Wendy is held captive over a fish ‘n’ chips shop while Roger’s life is threatened. Can Wendy escape her captors, rescue Roger, and find the missing Lost Boy before the murderer strikes again?
CAIRO CAPER ~ Book Three
Part-time tomb raider and full-time real estate broker, Wendy Darlin joins her lover, archaeologist Roger Jolley, in a quest for Cleopatra’s tomb. All they have to do is get from Cairo to the Temple of Taporisi Magna alive. Armed only with a couple of hijacked ashtrays and faced with a trek across the blazing Sahara desert can Wendy out-maneuver Russian oligarchs, a dozen Dark Force mercenaries, and Roger’s chubby ex-girlfriend in time to find the tomb and seal it before chaos erupts in Egypt?

 

What are you working on now?

With the greatest respect for Jane Austen, I have taken Pride and Prejudice out for a spin. As I progress through the writing of Mister Darcy’s Dogs, I will be posting the newest chapters of on Second Act Café. I’d like to invite readers to comment as the novella progresses.

Although inspired by Pride and Prejudice, my story takes place in modern times. It’s a teeny bit like Bridget Jones Diary but my heroine tends to be feistier and the wealthy, handsome Darcy has a secret identity. If my fans enjoy this riff on a classic I may continue to pay homage to Jane Austen and create a series.

What are you reading now?

I recently read the book that inspired my journey into Austen-ville. The Trouble with Horses by Elizabeth Ann West. This is a delightful Pride and Prejudice variation novella. Elizabeth was kind enough to encourage me to take my sense of humor in a new direction. I am quite excited to see what transpires between William Darcy and Elizabeth Bennett as they encounter both pride and prejudice in the twenty-first century.

What flavor is your writing style?

I love legal thrillers, clever comedies, and noir mysteries. Over the years I was able to take workshops with Stephen King, Robert B. Parker, and other greats. I began to hone my one-liners aiming to become a female Elmore Leonard. I’m still not there, but I keep working on my adverb-lite diet. How will my style compliment Jane Austen? Stay tuned!

What books have most influenced your life most?

More Than Human by Theodore Sturgeon had a profound effect on me. There is something in both the tale and the telling that will forever haunt me. I have a signed copy of the book and will treasure it always.

Ghosts by Marsha Parker. The book is not about ghosts by rather about love. There is a scene in the book where the current day narrator meets her love and soulmate from the 12th century. Toward the end of the story as she questions his ethereal presence and her longing for him, he appears one night. He leads her to a Welsh meadow where under the moonlight, they lay on a sheepskin and…well, the result is the most beautiful love scene I have ever read.

Was writing always the first thing you wanted to do in life?

I spent the first four years of my life in our hall closet trying to turn into a black panther when that didn’t work I decided to become a professional majorette. Again I was met with disappointment. In kindergarten I learned to press lightly with my crayons, I then realized I was destined to become a writer.

I’ve always had a passion to write humor and horror – closely related genres. In eighth grade I started an underground newspaper patterned after Mad Magazine. Unfortunately our nun did not appreciate my demented humor. Threatened with excommunication I took my paper underground until I graduated Catholic school.

What inspired you to write your first book?

My first published book was The Adventures of a Love Investigator.

I was coming off a short marriage and a protracted divorce. I lost everything I owned prior to the marriage. I needed answers to why I continuously accepted the wrong men into my heart when my guy friends where such nice men. Why couldn’t I tell the difference?

I set out to learn about men armed only with a tape recorder and a quirky sense of humor. I wanted to learn how men really felt about love, sex, and commitment. My goal had been to conduct 1000 intimate interviews with men in their own man caves. I wrongly estimated it would take one year. Six years and 527 men later, I had become The Woman Who Knew Too Much.

During my odyssey, I met men who have sex with married women, and men whose wives have sex with other men. I listened to men who have no idea how to approach a woman, and men who have it down to a science. I discovered many men who went to unbelievable lengths in search of love.

I learned many things, one of which is that I make a much better Singleton.

While you were writing, did you ever feel as if you were one of the characters?

I am always my heroines. That’s why I write in the first person. I have had more the average wild and wacky adventures in my real life. These escapades color the pickles my ladies stumble into. Wendy Darlin Tomb Raider takes the physical risks I avoid. She does share a number of my phobias like fear of getting her face wet and terror of holes in fabric. This has caused us both no end of trauma.

Do you have anything specific that you want to say to your readers?

Please join me as I pay homage to Jane Austen in Mister Darcy’s Dogs. The first excerpts will appear on the Second Act Café in August. I’d love to hear your thoughts as I progress through this first novella in a new genre.

 

Barbara Silkstone is the best-selling author of the Wendy Darlin Tomb Raider series that includes: Wendy and the Lost Boys, London Broil, Cairo Caper, Miami Mummies, Vulgarian Vamp, Wendy Darlin Tomb Raider Boxed Set. Her Romantic Suspense Fairy Tales series includes: The Secret Diary of Alice in Wonderland, Age 42 and Three-Quarters; Wendy and the Lost Boys; Zo White and the Seven Morphs. For a squirt of paranormal comedy try: Cold Case Morphs. True fiction fan? Try: The Adventures of a Love Investigator.

Silkstone’s writing has been described as “perfectly paced and pitched – shades of Janet Evanovich and Carl Hiaasen – without seeming remotely derivative. Fast moving action that shoots from the hip with bullet-proof characterization.”

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  • The Best Laid Plans by Tamara Mataya: Review

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Book: The Best Laid Plans

Author: Tamara Mataya

Publication Date: November 4, 2013

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Jayne Griffin isn’t looking for Mr. Right. She’s looking for Mr. RTFN and a toe-curling good time. She’s got the brains, the powerful job as a futures broker, and thanks to a makeover and a thin book of dating advice, the confidence to turn any man’s head.

Malcolm Black notices his high school crush, Jayne, from the stage of her company’s work party. His adolescent feelings for her died beneath months of abuse at the hands of bullies. Abuse that was Jayne’s fault. Though this scorching hot studio musician is unrecognizable as the band geek he used to be, the hurt still lives inside him, and he hatches a plan: Seduce Jayne into falling in love with him, and then shatter her heart.

The white-hot chemistry between them is a pleasant surprise. It all goes so smoothly until Feelings start to develop… and that invitation to their ten year high school reunion lands in their inboxes.

Jayne wants the perfect lover. Malcolm wants revenge. But you know what they say about The Best Laid Plans…

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Thanks to the author, I was allowed to read an ARC of this book for an honest review. This is a story that centers around revenge but turns into a coming of age story. Malcolm has spent his adult life blaming one person for his horrid teenage years.  When coincidence brings that person back into his life, he hatches a severe revenge plan on her. Jayne has no idea who Malcolm is and no recollection of every having known him…a fact that Malcolm takes advantage of.

What Malcolm never expected with his plan was the perfect fit that Jayne was in his life. Jayne wasn’t looking for a relationship but also underestimated what was happening with Malcolm. When everything comes to a head at their high school reunion, Malcolm must try to find a way to salvage what they have discovered together. At the same time, he realizes that it is time to move past the blame of the past and rejoice in the present. Jayne also has a coming of age moment at the reunion where she too must realize that the past is the past.

The author does a great job of showing two people who had tormented years in high school but have moved on to be successful individuals. Even with success, they each have their own issues in dealing with their past in their adult lives. It took finding each other to bring them to the point to realize that they were not defined by the past but by the people they grew into. This was a sweet story that could relate to many people in the world. Four stars for a nice story.

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Tamara Mataya is currently a librarian; she lurked there for so long recommending books to patrons and shushing people, that she suspects they only hired her so it would be less creepy. Now she’s armed with a name tag, and a thin veneer of credibility. She’s also a musician with synaesthesia – which isn’t an issue until someone plays a wrong note, which makes her want to squirm inside out. It makes for a good live show.
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Author: Bethany Bazile
Genre: Erotic Romance (Novella)
Release Date: July 27, 2014
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It was all too much. There was no way I could keep piling up these lies without it all tumbling down.
I was desperate to keep her, even if it meant I had to lie to her. But when everything unravels, the only thing that can save us is the truth in our love.

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Bethany Bazile reads, writes, and lives in the Northeast with her husband and two amazing kids. Her passion for writing was born from a love affair between books and music. She loves books that draw her in and won’t release her until she’s inhaled every word, panting with excitement. Then she realizes the sun came up, but the loss of sleep was so worth it. When she isn’t reading, she’s conjuring up steamy love scenes and hot romance stories to share with fellow romance lovers. She can’t function without her cup of coffee and operates on a vampire-like time-frame.

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Turnabout is Fair Play

Avery

My hands were behind my back, my legs spread, Xander’s right hand over my mouth and his other in between my legs. I was sitting on his lap, my back to his chest, his hard cock nestled in the ridge of my ass. Occasionally, he’d bite my neck as his heavy breaths caressed my ear.

This was supposed to be a session. Our sessions had gotten more emotional over the weeks, but before he’d pour out his emotions, he needed to drain the physical need that always clawed at us.

I whimpered against his hand.

“Shut up or Angela will hear you. Do you want that?” His tone was blunt, his voice raspy at my ear.

I shook my head, but how was I supposed to keep quiet when his fingers were driving into me, slithering along my clit, then gliding back into my wet pussy. The man was sinfully amazing. He was fully clothed but had managed to get me to strip down to my garters and heels, on the verge of begging him to fuck me.

He’d spread my legs as far as I could possibly get them. He was taunting me. Ever since the day I’d sucked him off in my office and made him lose control, he’d waited for this moment. He had a leash on me. It wasn’t your typical kind either. His leash came in the form of magic fingers and a glorious cock that compelled me to follow his orders to a tee. His finger manipulations became faster, pushing against my sweet spot, then rubbing against my clit. It was just enough pleasure to keep me on the edge, and he’d kept me there for almost half an hour.

If he wasn’t careful, my next appointment would walk in and he’d still be working me with his phenomenal digits. “Pleeease…” I gasped through the hand he held over my mouth.

“Do you understand how this works?” His voice was unreasonably calm while I was riding in limbo, tasting little morsels of pleasure, but not allowed to indulge on the feast I was promised. I nodded. Anything to get him to release my orgasm from his ruthless grasp.

“My pussy. I decide when you come,” he informed me.

“Your dick is mine—I should… get to decide.” He withdrew his fingers and smacked my pussy for my comeback answer.

Holy fuck!

The sting buzzed against my clit. I swear I almost came from that tap. One more and I was sure to go over. Maybe I can goad him into repeating it.

“That’s not how it works. I decide when we both come,” he growled.

“When do I get to decide?” I countered.

He plunged two fingers deep into my pussy and I quivered. “When I tell you to ride my dick and make me come. Now you have sixty seconds to come, and don’t disappoint me.”

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Book Title: Flawed and Damaged
Author: Emily Krat
Genre: New Adult/Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 2014
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Two people haunted by their past…

The collision of two damaged hearts…

Meet Elizabeth Williams. She is at the airport on an important work assignment. If everything goes smoothly, after three years of hard work, she’ll get a promotion and a much-needed raise. Elizabeth is putting her life back on track after it was ripped out from under her feet four years ago when she lost her parents along with all her dreams. Standing here, she believes her life is going to change for the better any moment now. Nothing can go wrong, right?

Meet Ryan Price. He came to Moscow on business. Right now, Ryan is standing at the airport looking at a ‘present’ from his brother, judging by the sign a beautiful young woman is holding. Damn his brother for not cancelling this arrangement as Ryan asked.

Miscommunications and misunderstandings and a brilliant but painful love story begins.

There will be a scary flight, lovely breakfasts, long evening conversations, sharing a secret or two, discovering one another, a lot of laughter, tender moments and some tears, a fight and, of course, the I-am-ready-for-the-end-of-the-world kiss.

Somewhere along the way, they won’t be able to fight their feelings any longer.

For the first time in his life, Ryan will experience a different shade of lust. And for the first time in her life, Elizabeth will have to trust despite all of the times she has been hurt.

Will these two wounded lost souls find love, peace and comfort in each other or will they just break each other more? Is it a train wreck of a love story or a happily ever after?

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My breath hitches as Ryan moves his right hand to my hip, my body pressing tightly against his. He skims his hand down and stops at the hem of my dress.

I want him to go further, to lift my dress, to put his fingers on my thighs. He doesn’t. He continues his torture by dragging his hand up my side, trailing his thumb along the side of my breast, intoxicating me, unleashing myriads of emotion with every touch. I can call them sparks, electricity, currents, but nothing can describe the feeling. I have never experienced such need for a man.

Right in this moment, I don’t want to listen to my brain, to think what the logical step is. I realize that he is almost a complete stranger, but it doesn’t feel this way. I don’t want to push this man away from me. I want the opposite. I want to be reckless for once, not to think about tomorrow. I want to listen to my body. I lift my arms and wrap them around his neck – any rational thought disappears. Pulling him to me, I brush my mouth slowly against his.

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Elizabeth has just taken the act of dance to a whole new level. This is probably the most erotic thing I’ve ever experienced. The best foreplay I’ve ever had. And I had my fair share of women, but never once the mere thought of bare skin sliding on mine made me so crazy.

I know I need to give Elizabeth some time to decide what she really wants. Nevertheless, I can’t keep my hands from her. The way this woman responds to me touching her is so erotic. Her body is so sensual, alluring. It takes all of my willpower not to lift her dress and feel how wet she is for me. But we are in a bar full of people, and I want to be the only one who will see her naked. I am sure it will be an exquisite sight.

When she wraps her arm around my neck and pulls me to her, I know she’s giving in to her desires. She is giving herself to me, and it’s taking my breath away.

For the first time in my life I don’t want to rush. I won’t be rough and devour her mouth. Seeing how fragile and delicate she is, I know exactly what kind of kiss she deserves.

Elizabeth brushes her lips slowly against mine – they are soft and tender, and as luscious as the rest of her. Taking the lead, I press my lips firmly against hers and then sweep my tongue across the seam of her lips, needing to taste her.

Fuck, she is so damn sweet.

When I close my teeth over her lower lip and suck it gently into my mouth, her eyes fly open, and she smiles against my lips. I smile back and her lips begin to part, inviting me in. I can’t hold back, so I close whatever small gap is between us, and Elizabeth’s body melts against mine. I savor the second of anticipation, knowing that momentarily our tongues will dance just like we are now.

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Emily Krat is the twenty-something writer of “Flawed and Damaged” who lives with her loving husband and her wild imagination. Always an avid reader who consumes whole books in a single day, she is ecstatic to now be on the other side of the page. For her writing stories and developing ideas for novels is a true passion and a dream come true.

Emily is a chocolate junkie, Grey’s Anatomy fan, and admirer of good music. She loves summer rains, warm blankets on cold winter nights, as well as traveling, sleeping in late, watching TV shows, cooking, and baking. When she’s not writing or rewriting, she loves spending time with family and friends.

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Book:  Rogue
Series: Real #4
Author: Katy Evans
Publication Date: July 29, 2014
Book 4 of the New York Times and USA Today bestselling Real series.
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HE SAYS HE’S NO GOOD FOR HER.
SHE HATES THAT HE MIGHT BE RIGHT.Brook Dumas found Remington Tate in REAL, and now it’s her best friend Melanie’s turn to find the man who makes her heart sing. After years of searching, one night in the rain, the strong and mysterious Greyson King comes to her rescue. He’s bold, and maybe just the lover, friend, and protector she’s been searching for. When they make love, he says her name like it means something. Like she means something—and that’s everything she’s ever wanted.

He disappears for days without a word, and when he’s around, he says he’ll only hurt her. Buy when he’s away, her heart hurts more.

Then Melanie uncovers the dark world he’d been determined to keep hidden, and suspects that their random first meeting might have not been so random after all.

Caught in a free fall of emotions, Melanie has no one to catch her but the man she should be running from. . .

But what do you do when your Prince Charming has gone Rogue?

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The doors burst open and a couple walks inside, soaking wet, the woman shaking her damp loose hair, laughing.

“Omigod!” I cry, my stomach plummeting when I realize it’s fucking raining.

I run to the door when a man grabs the handle with a black-gloved hand and gallantly pulls it open for me. I almost stumble outside, and he grips my elbow to steady me. “Easy,” he says in a rolling voice as he steadies me on my feet, and I blink desperately across the street at the light blue Mustang. All I have in my name. All I have to sell because I desperately need the money and who will want it now? It’s a convertible and a little old, but it’s as cute as it is unique, with white interior seats to match the tent top. But now it’s outside in this rain, with its top down, becoming my very own Titanic with wheels.

My entire life is sinking right with it.

“I assume by that sad puppy-dog look on your face that that’s your car,” the rolling voice says.

I helplessly nod and lift my eyes to the stranger. A flash of thunder cuts through the distance, illuminating his features.

And I can’t speak.

Or think.

Or breathe.

His eyes grab me and won’t let go. I stare into their depths while also registering that his face is stunning. Hard jaw, high cheekbones, strong forehead. His nose is classic, sleek and elegant; and the lips beneath are full and curved, firm and . . . god, he’s edible. His dark hair flips playfully in the wind. He’s tall and broad shouldered and dressed in dark slacks and a dark turtleneck that makes him look both elegant and dangerous.

But his eyes.

They’re an indecipherable color, but it’s not the color, it’s the stare, the incredible shine. Framed with thick black lashes, his eyes shine as brilliant as the brightest lights I’ve ever seen. As they quietly assess my features in return, those narrowed eyes feel as powerful as X-rays, and they seem to be sparkling especially because I—me—have somehow done something to amuse this man, this . . . fuck, I have no name for him. Except Eros. Cupid himself. God of love. In the flesh.

I used to think Cupid used an arrow but I don’t feel as if I’ve been pierced by an arrow. I feel like I’ve been hit. By a rocket.

As I keep standing here, floored by the over six feet of total hotness before me, he grabs my keys from me with one gloved hand and puts his other free one on my hip to hold me in place. And I feel it. I feel the touch race down my hips, knotting in my stomach, pulsing in my sex, straight down my thighs, curling my toes. “Stay here,” he says into my ear, then he pulls up the collar of his turtleneck until it becomes a hood in the back, and he runs across the street.

I watch him head to where my car is getting soaked. The wind whips through the streets so hard, I have to use both hands to try to flatten my skirt so it doesn’t fly up to my middle.

“Put the top on!” I force myself to yell through the pounding rain, suddenly as determined as he is to save my car.

“Princess, I got this!” He leaps into the front seat, turns on the car, and the top starts coming up until it . . . doesn’t.

It gets stuck.

After a squeal of protest, the fucker starts coming back down.

“ARGH, SHIT!” I hurry into the street and suddenly the drops of rain bombard me like little cannon balls, soaking me in a second. I swear I want to yell Fuck you! at them. My car, the one thing in my life that hasn’t been shit on, is being ruined and I want to scream.

“Are you kidding me? Get under the roof!” The guy leaps out and then pulls off his sweater in one quick jerk. He spreads the material over my head, using it to shield me from the rain while he herds me back to the small awning over the building entry.

“No! I’ll help you. My precious car!” I cry and push at his chest, trying to get him to back off, but he’s a head taller and built of steel.

“I’ve got your car,” he promises. He hands me his soaked turtleneck and adds, “Hold this,” before he runs back out.

He’s wearing a white crewneck undershirt, and it clings to his sculpted torso as he tries to manually override and pull the top of my car back in place.

Raindrops sluice down his bare arms, the soaked cotton of his shirt plastered down on his chest, revealing every muscle in existence. Fuck. He’s off-the-charts gorgeous; he just broke my Man Hotness Radar. I can’t take my eyes off every inch of his body or the way it moves.

Thunder shakes the city again when he finally latches the top of my car on and signals for me to come over. He opens my car door from the inside, and I hurry into the passenger seat and shut it behind me.

My cold, slick clothes cling against my skin while he sits behind the wheel, looking big and manly, and suddenly we’re ensconced in the small, almost cramped interior of my car. The seats are flooded with water, and when I shift to face him a little, I hear a squish that makes my cheeks burn in embarrassment.

“I can’t believe this,” I whisper. “My best friend tells me I’m the only idiot with a convertible in Seattle.”

His eyes are openly amused. “I dig your car.” He reaches out to the dashboard, and the hand he runs over it is covered in an elegant lambskin glove that makes my skin prick with goose bumps. He shifts his big torso in my direction with an irresistibly devastating grin. “Everything wet gets dry; don’t worry, princess.”

I can hardly take the way he says wet.

Or the way a raindrop clings to his dark eyelashes. Water sluices down his tanned, corded arms. His hair is slicked back, enhancing the beautiful face he has. I have seen works of art and beautiful men, beautiful buildings and beautiful rooms, but at this moment as he looks at me, I can’t remember ever seeing anything besides him.

He’s a ten. I’ve never, ever, been with a ten. And the way that he looks at me . . . I’ve seen that look before. The look that Remington Tate gives Brooke. That look. He’s giving it to me and I’m dying inside. Can I die from one look? And if one look can kill me, then what would one touch do?

“So,” he says softly, his voice textured. He waits a little before speaking again, and it surprises me that he still only looks at my face, not my wet chest, not my bare legs—he’s looking at nothing but my eyes while absently stroking the circle of my steering wheel.

“Want to go somewhere with me?” he asks, then reaches out with his free wet black glove to brush my hair back behind my ear.

What I feel is so far beyond lust, I can hardly answer him.

I tremble. “Yes,” I say, dizzied with want.

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  • Until the Stars Fall From the Sky by Mary Crawford: Book Blitz

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Book Title: Until the Stars Fall From The Sky
Author: Mary Crawford
Genre: Romance
Release Date: June 3, 2014
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Jeff finally has his life back on track after deferring his dreams so he could be there for his family when they were stuck with a health crisis. As a lifeguard and a law student, he is solely focused on graduating at the top of his class and passing the bar exam so that he can help his mom and little sister.

In a blink of an eye, all of that changes when a beautiful redhead rescues a little boy right under Jeff’s nose while he’s lifeguarding and challenges everything he thought he wanted from the world.

Kiera, a former swimmer turned social worker is distraction he never expected to encounter. She is smart, outgoing, witty, and vivacious and he is drawn to her more than he could have ever imagined.

Unfortunately however, both Jeff and Kiera come with strings attached. . .

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I became a writer so that I could write stories where love matters and differences don’t.

I have been lucky enough to live my own version of a romance novel. I married the guy who kissed me at summer camp. He told me on the night we met that he was going to marry me and be the father of my children. Eventually I stopped giggling when he said it, and we just celebrated our 25th wedding anniversary. We have two children. The oldest, is in medical school, and the youngest is still in elementary school.

Presently, I’m a stay at home mom and I am pro bono legal counsel for a domestic violence shelter. However, I have also worked as a Civil Rights Attorney and diversity advocate. I spent several years working for various social service agencies before becoming an attorney.

In my spare time, I love to cook, decorate cakes and, of course, obsessively compulsively read.

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Book: How To Reprimand Your Rock Star

Author: Mina Vaughn

Publication Date: July 21, 2014

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In this fun and saucy romance novel, all-star college basketball player Thea dominates on the courts—and off—with a rock star who is determined to win her over.

Thea is a star basketball player at UConn on track to be Rookie of the Year. That is, if she can stay focused on the game. Lately that hasn’t been going so well, as her knee has been bothering her. But that’s not the only thing on her mind…

Ever since rock star Keaton Lowe surprised her in the girl’s locker room, Thea can’t stop thinking about him. On top of his status and enticing ways, he seems to know everything about her. But some of his actions cross the line, and Keaton needs to be punished. Will Thea keep her head in the game, or get distracted by her other favorite pastime—reprimanding her rock star?

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Kink with a wink! Mina Vaughn is an international woman of mystery and a shoe whore with a heart of gold. When she’s not writing her unique brand of fun smut, she’s plundering Sephora for any pin up girl makeup she can find. Mina’s debut novel, an erotic comedy entitled How to Discipline Your Vampire is about a punishment-seeking vampire who meets a quirky Domme with a serious role play fetish, available now from Simon and Schuster’s Pocket Star. How to Reprimand Your Rock Star, a sexy New Adult contemporary romance about a basketball phenom and a world-famous rocker, arrives Summer 2014.  How to Punish Your Playboy arrives Spring 2015.​
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Book Title: Naked Risk (Shatterproof, #3)
Author: Jordan Burke
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: July 23, 2014
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The hottest and most intense installment…this is the thrilling conclusion to the SHATTERPROOF series.

“You’re going to have to make a choice, and it’s not going to be an easy one. I’m not the man you think I am.” – Watts

Catherine made her choice. Now Watts faces an unexpected ultimatum from a nemesis that could threaten to tear them apart, just as he’s dealing with his riskiest and most important assignment yet, one that brings him closer than ever to getting caught.

His decision will force them to face one of life’s ugliest truths: You can lose your one true love as quickly and unexpectedly as you find it.

When Watts discovers that the threat runs deeper and much closer to home, his passion for Catherine becomes all the more worth the fight. Their future, and his redemption, depend on it.

Due to mature themes, this book is recommended for readers 18+.

Meet the Author

Jordan Burke is a full-time writer who lives near a beach, filling free time with reading, seeing nearly every movie that hits the theaters (and some that don’t), pretending to be a chef, and watching college football and basketball. Jordan believes the most fascinating subject in the world is relationships (especially those that triumph over extreme obstacles) and loves to write about them. Jordan Burke is the author of the suspenseful erotic romance series, SHATTERPROOF.

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Book: Fix You

Author: Beck Anderson

Publication Date: September 17, 2013

2014 RITA® Finalist for BEST CONTEMPORARY ROMANCE and BEST FIRST BOOK

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When Kelly Reynolds’ husband died, he left her—the awkward, cautious one—to raise their two young boys. She’s pieced herself back together, barely. Now she takes refuge in her routine: running her kids around and running the trails near her Idaho home.

Two years after her husband’s death, a chance encounter on a run brings Andrew into her life. But Andrew is Andy Pettigrew, the Andy Pettigrew, famous actor. Kelly hates risk, and a love affair with Andrew is certainly tempting fate. She doesn’t fit into his Hollywood world. She doesn’t own a pair of Louboutins, and she couldn’t walk five paces in them if she did. Andrew oozes cool. She reeks of dork.

But despite this, they click. It may be inexplicable, but it works. However, it’s also becoming clear that Andrew struggles with the pressures of his fame. Kelly’s hold on a so-called normal life is already tenuous, and as much as she might want to indulge the fantasy, she doesn’t know how either of them is supposed to cope with stalkerazzi and tweet-happy fans with camera phones. She and Andrew both have secrets that seem impossible to keep.

Beck Anderson’s witty, engaging writing yields an emotional tale of love, loss, and all the little things that make up a life. In the end, what is it that really holds us together? Kelly must decide if love can fix two people who might be broken beyond repair.

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Beck Anderson believes in the power of perfectly imperfect women and in the healing power of love. Her novel, Fix You, grew out of those beliefs and the time to write afforded by the worst Thanksgiving blizzard she’s ever witnessed in West Yellowstone.

Beck balances (clumsily at best) writing novels and screenplays, working full-time as an educator, mothering two pre-teen males, loving one post-40 husband, and making time to walk the foothills of Boise, Idaho, with Stefano DiMera Delfino Anderson, the suavest Chihuahua north of the border.

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Author: Melody Grace
Genre: New Adult
Release Date: July 21, 2014
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He’ll teach her a pleasure beyond her wildest dreams…

Alicia Wright isn’t the kind of girl to make out with a stranger in a dark alley. She’s spent years playing it safe, pining after the perfect man – who’s about to marry someone else. She doesn’t know how to move on, until a sexy stranger turns her world upside down with a wickedly tempting proposition…

She’ll rescue him from the edge of oblivion.

Rock star Dex Callahan swore his days of fame and debauchery were behind him, but the spotlight keeps calling his name. Determined not to fall into his old life, he goes looking for distraction — and finds an intoxicating red-head with a mouth made for sin. One kiss could never be enough, so Dex offers her a deal: spend one week with him, and she’ll forget her old flame ever existed.

Together, they’ll ignite a passion that will change them forever…

No rules. No limits. As the whirlwind week of pleasure unfolds, Alicia discovers a desire she never knew existed – and the tortured heart Dex hides behind his charming smile. But can old loves so easily be replaced? And when the week is over, will their bond be strong enough to weather the storm?

Melody Grace returns with her sexiest book yet!

*This book contains adult situations and explicit content. 17+*

UNINHIBITED is set 3 months after the events of UNREQUITED, but can be enjoyed as a stand-alone novel.
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Book-lover and author of USA Today & international bestselling Beachwood Bay series. I’m 28, a SoCal transplant, and sexy new adult romance junkie ;)

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Author: L.U. Ann
Genre: Fact-based fiction
Release Date: July 23, 2014
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Destructive Release: A Destructive Novel

Destructive Release is the third and final book in A Destructive Novel Series and picks up where Destructive Choices left off.

A beautiful pearl is created from the smallest grain of sand. My fingers trace a pattern in the sand, how can something so precious come from something so painful?

Grief-stricken, Lacey realizes reality has caught up to her.

She was silent, but it kept her trapped as if she was a frightened little girl. When Lacey finally speaks up, secrets are uncovered that will forever haunt her.

She made choices, but they seemed to only hurt those she loved. When Lacey tries to stand up for herself, she is confronted with a choice. A choice she will be forced to live with for the rest of her life.

If life hands you more grief than happiness, what will it take to move on? When the guilt of letting someone down consumes you?

Drowning in her sorrow, will she be able to pull through her inner demons to obtain happiness?

Meet the Author

Author L.U. Ann moved to Colorado from the Eastern Shore of Maryland with her husband and two children. Life in Colorado is so much different. In Maryland, you would find her in the garden tending to her vegetables and flowers, sea glass and shark tooth hunting once a week, and enjoying the kids swimming in the backyard. Her life took a drastic change when her family moved to their own “Little House on the Prairie” at an elevation of over 6,000 feet above sea level, and a semi-arid climate that makes it hard to grow anything. While barely anything can grow where she resides now, the wildlife makes up for it. Mountain Lions, and coyotes, and rattlesnakes, oh my!

She tries to spend a little time each day writing, but domestic chores around the house usually take precedence. She would much rather hide them from her husband. She tends to her loving four-legged children who at times become much too demanding when she locks herself in the office. This often results in MORE domestic work, and she finds herself cleaning up after their deviant behavior.

At night, you’ll find her begging the kids to go to bed so that she can catch up on the latest book before her sister can. Yes, she is an avid reader who escapes her chaotic but wonderful home to the feisty depths of romance land in search of her newest book boyfriend. Shh, don’t tell her husband.

She is an artist by the grace of God. She worked as a set designer for six years, helping establish a local children’s theatre where she was the scenery artist, set, and prop designer. Before that, you would find her covered in paint, so engrossed in painting a mural that time didn’t exist. Graphic design is her guilty pleasure.

Destructive Choices is the second book in The Destructive Series. Each book will hit its reader with lots of angst hoping for a happily ever after.

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The aliens crash-landed on Earth eleven years ago. And now, sixteen-year-old Victoria Hale feeds them. With her emotions.

Victoria is an EVE – an Emotion Vesicle Engraft – and one of few humans who are genetically capable of producing emotions for the Gutters to feed on. She’s doing it for the money – her sister Alisa needs a good doctor, and fast. But what she didn’t count on was being sent to the world’s first desegregated high school for Gutters and humans. She didn’t count on the paparazzi, the protestors, or the insane Gutter politics and government secrets. She didn’t count on the crimson-eyed Gutter prince with an intriguing heart of cold iron, either.

She especially didn’t count on murder.

But it’s counting on her.

 

“I’m sorry,” Shadus’ voice says.

My eyes slide over – Shadus is standing right next to me, leaning on the bookshelf. I close my eyes and sigh.

“Don’t be. It’s me. Something’s wrong with me. I don’t know how to react like a normal person. Jeers, whispers, sneers, those are fine. I ignore them, punch something to make them hurt less. Compliments? I don’t know what to do with those.”

“You’re different. That’s not necessarily bad,” He offers. His long fingers skim over a row of books and he picks one out, flipping through the pages. “More literature in which the protagonist kisses his interest. Is it all your human writers are interested in? It hardly seems worthy enough to devote entire books to.”

“It’s not so bad,” I defend. “Kissing.”

“You speak from experience?” He asks.

“Second grade during the school play. Arnold Grady. We were backstage, behind the curtain. I thought it was a good time to go for it.”

“It was enjoyable, then?”

“Too wet.” I laugh, the memory burning like an old tattoo of embarrassment. “He was shorter than me – all the boys were. They’ve only started catching up this year, really.”

“I’m jealous.”

I raise an eyebrow. “What? Of the short boys?”

“Of your kiss. You speak of it fondly. Even if it was lacking technique, you still remember it. It must have been an important experience. I assume I will never know that sort of feeling – ”

I step into him. He jolts back, hitting the bookshelf. It shakes, and settles. I point up at him.

“Be thankful. You guys have the ceremony of flame. You don’t waste time with petty shit and he-likes-her-she-likes-him crap. Your future is arranged by your family. But us? Humans? We fish around blindly in a pool of seven billion people, hoping one of them isn’t too crazy or too incompatible with us, and we get so desperate that when we find someone we can stand for two minutes we decide to marry them for life, when in reality they’re all wrong for us. But we keep pretending they’re right, until we can’t anymore, and then we divorce them or break up and we get up and try again, and again, and it chips away at our tiny human hearts.”

He stares at me intently, as if I’m lecturing him and he’s trying his hardest to learn something from it. I snort.

“You’re lucky, Creeps. All you Gutters are lucky.”

“What you call ‘lucky’, I call ‘boring’,” Shadus says. “The human way of things may be more painful, but it sounds much more fun.”

I stride up to him, get in his face. His chest is rising and falling, his fists balled up. His ruby eyes stare down at me.

“Don’t do it,” He murmurs.

“Do what?”  I singsong.

He struggles with something inside himself, a pained look coming over his expression.

“Victoria -”

I press my head into the cradle where his neck meets his shoulder.

Sara Wolf is the author of the LOVELY VICIOUS series and FEAR ME NOT, the first book in The EVE Chronicles, a YA/Sci-Fi series. She’s currently working on the final book in the LOVELY VICIOUS series. She’s addicted to the Vampire Diaries, The Walking Dead, True Detective, pink Starbursts, pizza, and damaged heroes. For additional books, news, teasers, and giveaways, visit her at sarawolfbooks.blogspot.com or facebook.com/sara.wolf.3304.

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Life meets death. The end meets the beginning. 

Eighteen-year-old Isis Blake hasn’t fallen in love in three years, forty-three weeks, and two days. Or so she thinks.

The boy she maybe-sort-of-definitely loved has dropped off the face of the planet after his girlfriend’s death, leaving a Jack-shaped hole. Determined to be happy, Isis fills it in with lies and puts on a brave smile for her new life at Ohio State University.

But how long can that smile last with all of her friends gone?

How long can it last with the guilt of Sophia’s death crushing her?

And how long can it really last when Will Cavanaugh attends the same school, taunting her?

Isis is good at pretending everything is okay. But not that good. The cracks begin to show.

Isis Blake is good at putting herself back together.

But Jack Hunter is better.
**This book contains language and sexual scenes, some of which may be unsuitable for younger readers. 



**This is the third and final book in the LOVELY VICIOUS series.


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Connecting Strangers (Discovering Emily Series, #1)
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Getting close is dangerous…

He’s too close, and I start to fidget, needing to keep my hands busy so they won’t grab hold of his shirt. Because that’s what they want to do. Draw him closer. So I can Inhale his scent. Taste his skin.

I didn’t run because I was in an abusive relationship; I ran because my soul was being crushed. I’d forgotten how to live, how to be happy. Running out of gas in a small town, I catch the eye of the local sheriff when the very last thing I want is to come under the scrutiny of the police. I left my boyfriend with blood on my hands, and I know as soon as the wound heals he’ll come looking for me.

Adam Madison draws me to him so easily I can’t even pretend to fight. And the closer we get, the more combustible we become. I’ve never experienced such passion or power. My need is as great as his, but I’m sure he’ll walk away from me once he knows my secret. No other man would stay.

I’ve had enough complications in my life. I’m not looking for more, and that’s exactly what Adam is—a sexy, magnetic complication with secrets of his own. And with my ex on the hunt, I can’t risk bringing him down with me. But he won’t leave…even when vengeance could kill us both.

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