Books, Photos & a little bit of everything else: July 1

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  • Unconditional Love by Kelly Elliott: Blog Tour & Giveaway

  • Stripped From You by Marissa Carmel: Book Blast & Giveaway

  • Privacy Code by Jordan Burke: Sneak Peek & Giveaway

  • Teaser Tuesday


SYNOPSIS
Lark Williams leads a fast-paced life, always on the edge of danger. Running from his past and fighting to keep his present life a secret, he keeps his heart out of reach from love. The walls he built around himself come crumbling down when he meets Azurdee Emerson.
Azurdee lives a peaceful life in the small town of Wimberley, Texas. Her tame world quickly becomes heated as she begins to fall in love with Lark. He’s everything she has vowed to stay away from—dark and mysterious, and not to mention, sexy as hell and full of secrets.

Just as Lark and Azurdee give in to their feelings of love, Lark’s present life threatens the safety of the one person he would sacrifice his own happiness for. When Lark finds history repeating itself, he makes a decision that will forever change both of their lives, leaving one heartbroken and lost and the other fighting to survive.


 

 
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EXCERPT


“Hello? Jessie?”
“What did you just ask me?” she said.
I chuckled. “After your first time. Were you sore?”
Then she screamed. Right in my ear. “Azurdee! You and Lark? Oh. My. God. Was it good? I mean, I know it hurts at first, but after that? How many times did y’all? Was he sweet to you? That bastard better have been sweet to you! Was it hot? Oh my God, tell me everything!”
I laughed as I made my way downstairs. I saw about a half dozen people out back cleaning up the rest of the reception. Tables and chairs were being taken down and placed into a trailer.
“Azurdee!”
“Oh, sorry. I was watching them take down the rest of the things from the reception.” She let out a long sigh and said, “Azurdee, spill it.”
I moved into the living room and sat down on the sofa. “Oh Jessie, it was amazing. He was amazing. He kept calling me mi amor! It melted my heart
every time he said it. He was sweet, passionate, and so gentle. It was beyond anything I had ever dreamed.” She let out the silliest little yelp. “I knew Lark Williams had it in him.
He just needed to find the right girl.”
My stomach dipped a little and my smile faded a bit. “Well, I’m not sure if I’m the right girl or even the girl.”
“Wait. Was this a one-time thing? Please tell me you didn’t agree to him taking your virginity and walking away!”
“No. We both agreed that we would be exclusive, but I have a feeling this is the first time he has been exclusive since…well since…” Why couldn’t I say her name?
“Nikki?” Jessie asked.
“Yes. Jessie, why do I feel like I’m in competition with someone who passed away years ago? I can’t shake this feeling that he was comparing me to her.”
She let out a breath and said, “Pesh. Nonsense, Azurdee. He would never do that. I’m sure it was probably just very powerful for him. I mean, by his own admission he has said he has no intentions of ever…”
Her voice trailed off and I knew she was regretting what she had just said. “Jessie, I knew how Lark was and how he thought when I got into this. I know he could walk away at any given moment.”
I silently prayed that would never happen, but deep down inside I knew it was a strong possibility.
“He won’t walk away, sweetie. I see the way he looks at you. I think you are the game changer he’s been waiting for.”
I bit down on my fingernail and began chewing it. “Maybe. I don’t want to get my hopes up, ya know?”
 “So tell me…are you sore?” she asked with a giggle.
I felt like a teenager in high school. “Let’s just say he told me he was going to make it so I would think about him every time I moved…for a few days.”
Jessie let out a gasp and began laughing. “Oh my.”
I dropped my head back onto the sofa and said, “Jessie…he is amazing. I mean…the way he can be so sweet and then so dirty. Oh God. He had me going insane with lust for him.”
“The sweet part surprises me, but not the dirty,” she said with a laugh. I laughed in return and said, “Four times.”
“Four times! Look at the stamina Mr. Williams has!”
We both lost it in a laughing fit. “Jesus, Azurdee. No wonder you’re sore.”
“Bed twice, bathtub once, and then the shower,” I said in an almost whisper.

 

 
 
AUTHOR BIO

Kelly is married to a wonderful Texas cowboy who has a knack for making her laugh almost daily and supports her crazy ideas and dreams for some unknown reason…he claims it’s because he loves her!She’s also a mom to an amazing daughter who is constantly asking for something to eat while her fingers move like mad on her cell phone sending out what is sure to be another very important text message.

In her spare time she loves to sit in her small corner overlooking the Texas hill country and write.

One of her favorite things to do is go for hikes around her property with Gus….her chocolate lab and the other man in her life, and Rose, her golden retriever. When Kelly is not outside helping the hubby haul brush, move rocks or whatever fun chore he has in store for her that day, you’ll find her inside reading, writing or watching HGTV.

Stay connected with Kelly Elliott


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Blurb
 
You know how it ends, now see how it all began… 
“It doesn’t matter how many women touch this body, only one woman has ever touched this soul.”
Ryan Pierce doesn’t come from much, doesn’t ask for much, and doesn’t expect much. And he’s come to accept that, until, Alana Remington. Alana is the girl who struck the match that lit his world on fire. She’s the girl who opened his eyes to more. Who made him believe that just because you have nothing, doesn’t mean you are nothing. And he loves her fiercely for it. But, just because you come together, doesn’t mean you stay together. One fateful decision rips Ryan and Alana apart and neither of them are ever the same again. 
For five years he’s regretted that decision, but the deep seeded anger, shame and resentment has kept him from reaching out. And over those five years, a series of moments have spun Ryan’s world in a direction he never saw coming. A world ruled by endless nights, infinite women and the name Jack the Stripper. A world, unbeknownst to him, that may just let two severed hearts collide. 
 
(Stripped From You is a Prequel to Strip Me Bare)
 
 
 
*Author Note- Stripped From You can be read as a stand-alone novel, but the author suggests reading Strip Me Bare first. 
 
Excerpt
 
“Do you trust me?”
 
“Of course not, I just met you.”
 
“Then how about giving me the benefit of the doubt?”
 
She raises an eyebrow at me, and before I give her a chance to respond I slam the shot then pull her face to mine. And as my mouth covers hers, heat rapidly spreads through my body. 
 
She’s momentarily stunned. Her body is rigid against me, but then she relaxes, parts her lips and lets the tart liquid slide into her mouth.
 
I can’t believe I just did that.
 
I can’t believe she just let me.
 
After she swallows, she lets her lips linger, sucking up the taste of the sweet shot, causing my nervous system to shift into hyper-drive. We break apart slowly, but I refuse to let go of the nape of her neck. She just stares up at me with these enthralling eyes I know I’ll never be able to resist.
 
“Do you always break the rules?” she asks.
 
“No, not usually, but you seem to make me want to do crazy things.”
 
“Was that crazy?”
 
“Let’s do it again and find out.”
 
I lick my lower lip, tasting the sweet remnants of her lip gloss before I drop another shot. I pause for just a beat before lean down and press my mouth back to hers and let the alcohol flow between us. I flick my tongue against her teeth right before I pull away. I shouldn’t like this so much, but I do. I like the way she looks, the way she feels, they way she smells. 
 
There’s something about her, something ventilating; like she oxygenates the atmosphere.
 
I catch the cool beats to a song I recognize pumping though the air. “Do you want to dance?” I ask her.
 
“You can dance?”
 
“There’s only one thing I can do better.” I smirk.
 
Alana cocks her eye brow suggestively.
 
“Draw.” I fire back. “The only thing I can do better is draw. Dirty girl.” I tease as I grab her hand and lead her out to the dance floor knowing Mac will look after our drinks.
 
Once we find a comfortable spot, I start to move to the smooth rhythm, leaving a little room between us so it doesn’t feel like I’m forcing myself on her. Drake sings coolly about hot love and affection as we move in sync to the beat, our bodies brushing and grazing as the music plays on, then finally coming together in a comfortable unison. I wrap one hand around her
waist as I roll my hips into hers, pressing our bodies as close as they can possibly get. Alana runs her hands up my chest and hooks her arms lightly around my neck keeping tempo with the music. She moves lithely against me, inducing my heart,
thoughts, and pulse to race. 
 
Fuck, I’m drowning in want for this girl. I slide my hands up under her shirt and caress the smooth, soft skin of her lower back as she nuzzles her face into my neck, her warm breath skating across my collarbone, making me instantly hard.
 
Damn.
 
She lifts her head and meets my stare, which I know is filled with lust and unrepentantly wanton. She bites her lower lip, our bodies still jiving to the slow seductive music. In a brazen move, I slip my hand up the back of her bare thigh and cup her ass cheek under the hem of her short shorts. She gasps as I work my fingers against her, massaging the fleshy part of her
bottom. I’m absolutely aching being this close to her, touching her, stroking her, grinding against her.
 
“Are you sure drawing is the only thing you can do better?” she pants in my ear.
 
 




Playlist:
Hold on, We’re Going Home- Drake
The Other Side- Jason Derulo
Demons- Imagine Dragons
Dark Horse- Katy Perry
Say Something- A Great Big World
Summertime Sadness- Lana Del Rey
Royals- Lorde
 
 
 

 

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Blurb
 
“I may have had more lovers than you, and I may take my clothes off for countless women, but you are the only one who can strip me bare.”
 
Do you ever stop loving someone just because they’re gone? Five years ago Ryan Pierce disappeared from Alana Remington’s life without leaving so much as a post-it note behind. He was the one she gave her heart to, her soul to, and her virginity to.  So imagine her surprise when she finds him dancing at one of NYC’s hottest male revues as Jack the Stripper.
 
Ryan never stopped loving Alana, and now that she serendipitously dropped back into his life, he’s vowed never to lose her again.  But being together has its costs, and challenges Alana isn’t sure she can handle.
 
She finally has Ryan back; but how in the world is she supposed to share the love of her life with half of the women in New York City?
Excerpt
 
We stop in front of some hanging crystals. They clink as Ryan pushes them aside, “after you.”  I walk under an orange spotlight, into a small space with a white leather couch deep enough to lie on and walls a warm golden yellow.  
 
Ryan steps in behind me and presses his body flush against mine. My mind races.  Is he really going to do this? 
 
Am I really going to let him?
 
Can I even handle this? Five minutes ago he was with another woman. Quite possibly in this same room doing God only knows what. 
 
“Why do you do this Ryan?” I expel. I know he explained it in words, but I need to experience it to truly understand. 
 
He ambles around me so close; the only thing separating us is a whisper of air.  “I told you, the money,” he says as he unbuttons his shirt.
 
“You said women too,” I watch him cautiously, my gaze jumping between his eyes and his chest.
 
“That was before you walked back into my life. You’re the only woman I want to touch now. The others, like you saw before, it’s just an act. A business transaction. It’s what I have to do to get what I want.”
 
“Doesn’t it make them feel used?” I flick my eyes up at him.
 
“It mustn’t. They always come back.”  
 
“You like it. I saw your face. That wasn’t an act.” 
 
Ryan stands right in front of me, his shirt unbuttoned and dangling open. “I won’t lie to you Alana, I’ll never lie to you,” his tone is hard, but seductive. “I do like the attention. But it’s not real. It’s my job to sell attractiveness and fantasy, and I do it well. But that’s all it is, fantasy and I know it. When I’m with you, that’s my real.”
 
My breath catches when he says the word real. I can’t help but find the irony in his words; I’m exactly to him what he is to me. Two people one and the same, both living a double life to get what they want; a future and each other. 
 
And that is what I want. A future, with Ryan.  
 
I go to put my hands on his chest, but he steps away shaking his head no. “In this room, it’s all about you,” he walks around, stopping right behind me. “You have to tell me what you want Alana,” he whispers in my ear and I almost go limp, the sound of his voice is erotic as hell. 
 
I swallow hard, but can’t utter a single word, because truth be told, I have no freakin’ idea what I want. At least, not in this scenario. 
 
Ryan starts to rub my shoulders. I think he can feel my hesitation. 
 
“Why are you so tense? This is supposed to be fun.”
 
Fun? The word rattles around in my head. Fun – a time or feeling of enjoyment or amusement.
 
Okay, let’s have some fun. 
 
I turn around to face him and our eyes lock. “Show me.” 
 
“Show you what?” his tone dripping with sensuality. 
 
“Show me Jack the Stripper.”
 
Holy fuck!

 

 
 
 
Playlist:
Muse- Madness
Run- Leona Lewis
I Know You Want Me- Pitbull
Troublemaker- Olly Murs feat. Flo Rida
What You Wanted- OneRepublic
 (I Just) Died
in You Arms Tonight (Club Remix)- Cutting Crew
Counting Stars- OneRepublic
 
 
Author Bio:
 

Marissa Carmel has loved writing ever since a
young age. She has a duel degree in History and Political Science, but took as
many creative writing classes in college as she could. She spent most of her
twenties bartending, which is where she met her husband and a multitude of
interesting people. When she’s not reading or writing, she’s hanging out with
her family, experimenting in her kitchen or doing yoga on the living room floor.


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Book Title: Privacy Code (Shattered Proof, #1)
Author: Jordan Burke
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: July 9, 2014
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Synopsis

Everyone has secrets. No one has secrets like Watts.

Catherine Kolb has found the perfect diversion from her life of nearly complete seclusion: a virtually anonymous correspondence with a man she knows only as “Watts.” Intelligent, intriguing, and with an insatiable appetite for sex, his words begin to draw her out of her closely guarded world.

Watts insists on privacy. He has no choice. In the wrong hands, his secrets could get people killed.

Including him.

And Catherine.

But curiosity and lust prove stronger than reason and safety. A planned one-time encounter sets into motion a series of events that bring Catherine and Watts to the edge of ecstasy and the brink of peril.

Two very private people. One risky night. A shot at love and redemption.

This is the first in a three-part serial, to be released over the course of three weeks beginning July 9. Due to mature themes, this book is recommended for readers 18+.

excerpt

“What made you change your mind about meeting me?”

She hesitated for a second before saying, “I was curious.”

I grinned. “Perfect reason. You should always give in to your curiosities, especially the forbidden ones.”

I stepped closer to her, placing my hands on the wall just over her shoulders, caging her in, pressing her up against the wall. I dipped my head and barely touched my lips to hers, waiting to see what she would do. As I expected, her tongue parted her lips ever so slightly as though trying to wet them for a kiss.

I let my tongue graze along Catherine’s, then pressed my lips firmly to hers. My tongue dove into her mouth. She opened wider, willingly taking it. She tasted like wine and mint.

A short gasp escaped from her mouth as my hand pulled her dress up, my fingers pressing into the soft, smooth flesh of her thigh.

My cock twitched in my pants. I heard my heartbeat in my ears. Felt my face getting warmer by the second.

I moved down to her neck, tasting her skin and feeling her head drop to my shoulder.

I was finding myself lost in the sensory blur that was Catherine. Her scent, how her flesh felt when I applied pressure with my hands, how she tasted, how I could feel her pulse rapidly pounding against my lips when I kissed her neck.

I slipped one finger under the front of her strapless dress, slowly pulling it down to expose her. I looked down and watched as the fabric slid over the slope of the top of her breast.

With one finger, I traced the outer edge of her bra, teasing her flesh.

“When I said you were going to get the fucking of a lifetime, did you think those were just words?”

She looked up from what my finger was doing and blinked. “I want to believe you.”

She had some doubt. Excellent. “Are you challenging me, Catherine?”

She bit her lower lip. “Maybe.”

I tilted my head and grinned. “Not a good idea.”

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Meet the Author

Jordan Burke is the author of the erotic romance Shatterproof Series.

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Title: Melting Into You

Author: Tracey Alvarez

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: June 16, 2014

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