Sunday, 23 August 2015

Broken Series - Cover Re-Reveal by Maegan Abel

Series: Broken series
Author: Maegan Abel
Release Dates: January 2014 – September 2015
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Perfectly Broken (#1)

Synopsis:

Zane Tishler moved in with his brother after his nightmare divorce to find that his brother had taken in a “stray”, a punk chick with a bad attitude. Liliosa Cortez found a place to start over in a city built for hiding. But when her roommate’s brother moved in she pegged him for a pretty boy with enough baggage to fill a semi and major hostility toward women. But now, after two years, Lili and Zane have become best friends and the perfect “wingmen.” They’ve developed a system for tagging and bagging tourists. No strings attached. They are partners in crime who have managed to have the time of their lives in the City of Sin.

Life would be perfect if they could keep it this way, but a new player in the game makes both Lili and Zane face the feelings they had not been prepared to notice. What happens when dangerous shadows from a forgotten past find their way into the neon spotlights? What happens when the fuse is lit on all those emotions they have deeply buried?

Can they survive the explosion or will the backlash tear them and everyone they love apart?

When two pasts become one present in the searing Nevada heat…
When two realities collide under the lights of Vegas…
When two lives are threatened due to secrets and lies…

What do you do when you find out your perfect world is Perfectly Broken?

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Unforgivably Broken (#2)

Synopsis:

Liliosa Cortez has spent years hiding from her past. Unfortunately, no one can hide forever. Now, she’s forced to admit her mistakes and make a decision. Does she let those around her in to help, or go at it alone? Conquer her demons head-on, or remain by Zane’s side while he fights his own?

Zane Tishler is a master at avoiding the difficult parts of his past. He learned early in life that charm will get you a long way in the world and deception is easier than hard truths. Sometimes, old habits die hard. When his past mistakes start making continuous reappearances, he is faced with some of the most crucial decisions he’s ever made.

It took a near-tragedy for Zane and Lili to admit their feelings for one another. If they could survive that explosion, wading through the debris left by the past should be a breeze, right?

When you have secrets, they can rip ragged holes in the ties that bind even the strongest relationships. When you know the secrets you keep make you a monster, one unworthy of love, you hold a power that can tear you apart from the inside... and take down those closest to you in the process.

What do you do when realize you’re Unforgivably Broken?

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Broken Holidays (#2.5)

Synopsis:

Before Perfectly Broken, before a beautiful relationship can start, the bond that solidifies who Lili and Zane are together must form. Beginnings are always the first step in building something stunning, something undeniably perfect…

The first holiday…

Things are tense between Zane, Lili, and Tish. They’re all still adapting to living in the house, Zane’s divorce has just been finalized, and he’s pissed off at the world. A bright light, however, shines in his world of darkness. Will the person he's hated since their first meeting be the one to help him turn things around?

The second holiday…

One year later, we find a much more settled family. Zane and Lili are falling into a pattern, learning to trust and lean on one another, but one wrong move, just the tiniest of slips, could ruin what is finally feeling solid for the both of them.

The beginning of tradition…

New Year’s Eve brings a fresh start, a chance to wipe the slate clean and begin again. Knowing your history, and where you come from, might be all that keeps you going when your whole world falls apart. 

The strength of the holidays, family, new beginnings, and acceptance, is how their broken pieces begin to glue themselves back together again, if only for a little while…

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Excerpt:

“What the fuck was that tonight?” he asked. His voice was low and controlled but his grip on my arm told me he was still pissed.

“What was what?” I countered, tugging against his hand. I didn’t fight to break it, just to remind him that he had ahold of me. His fingers loosened, but he didn’t release me.

“You know what. You were being a fucking cockblocker for no reason. What the hell is up with you?” His tone, and the fact that he’d adapted this habit of talking to me like I was one of the guys, was really starting to wear on me. Add that to the fact that I’d gotten the second threat on my job because he couldn’t keep it in his pants and I’d had enough.

“All I did was point out the obvious. You’re the one who’s unconcerned with anything aside from how fast you can stick your dick in someone,” I replied, tugging against his grip again, this time wanting space. He released me, his eyes narrowing as he opened his mouth to speaking. I continued before he could, steamrolling over his protest. “Don’t even try to deny it. It’s the only reason you even go out. And honestly, it’s sad. A chick who I can only imagine you had to gag to even get it up made your night a success. Congratulations on that. Really. It’s quite an accomplishment to fuck someone who probably had the jizz of her last partner still drying on her panties. If she even bothered to wear any.”

Zane stared at me, eyebrows raised. “Finished?”

“Yup.” I lifted my chin.

“Have you ever tried it?” he asked, leaning against the wall.

“I ran back through our conversation in my head. “Tried what?”

“Casual sex,” he answered, crossing his arms over his chest.

“You’d be surprised by what I’ve tried,” I said, my tone arctic. He tilted his head, his expression questioning. “Don’t even think about asking.”

A slow grin spread across his face. “You can’t drop a bomb like that and expect me not to ask.”

“Just because I don’t flaunt it and fuck a different person every night doesn’t mean I don’t have ways to take care of my needs,” I clarified, wishing I hadn’t brought up the subject as flashes of last night with Tony played through my mind.

“A fuck buddy?” He laughed. “You’re telling me you have a fuck buddy?”

Irritation raged through me like wildfire. The laugh was degrading and I couldn’t decide whether it was because I had a fuck buddy, or because he found the idea that I could have a fuck buddy so hilarious. Either way, he was pissing me off. “I’m telling you that who I fuck is none of your business.”

His expression cooled instantly. As if someone flipped a switch, all of his previous humor wiped away. “Exactly.”

If only it were possible for eyes to wage war…


Silently Broken (#3)

Synopsis:

Zane Tishler has never been the All-American picture of happiness. Every time he seems to get his feet under him, someone or something has to rip away his chances at healing. His girlfriend and son are missing after a devastating fire that left the home they shared in ruins, along with his life. How long can someone cling to hope without the two most important people in their life?

Liliosa Cortez has always been a runner. It’s how she’s survived for as long as she has. But, there comes a point when you just can’t run anymore. Lost in a world darker than she ever could’ve imagined, she has to figure out how to live with the choices she’s made — in her past and now. She has to act fast if she’s going to save the people she loves. That’s what matters. Even more than her own life.

Zane and Lili were finally finding their very own happily ever after when tragedy struck. What happened the day of the fire? Where are Lili and Conner? How can Zane and their family deal with this deep of a loss?

What happens when your world is turned upside down and guilt eats at you during every waking moment?

What do you do when all hope fades and leaves you Silently Broken?

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Author Info:

Maegan despises writing about herself in the third person. She also hates touting her accomplishments like she thinks she’s really done anything special…

Now that we got that out of the way, I’ll tell you what you need to know. I was born and raised in Tulsa, Oklahoma. I went back to school in my late twenties and studied Stage Production Technology. I now work full-time in the alterations shop of a major department store and part-time backstage in the various theatres around the area.

I’ve been an avid reader from a very young age and the top goal on my list of things to accomplish in my life was to write and publish a book. During the summer of 2013, while working backstage on The Lion King, I read eleven books in four weeks. I read my first New Adult book and was introduced to a genre I felt I could totally relate to. The idea for Perfectly Broken and the character of Lili was born backstage during that time.



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Monday, 17 August 2015

Accidentally Still Married by Carmen Falcone - On Sale Book Blitz & Giveaway!

From August 17th till August 21st Carmen Falcone has the Naked Truth novella, Accidentally Still Married on sale for FREE! Take advantage of this great sale before the next novel in the series, Accidentally Seduced comes out on August 25th! Accidentally Still Married is the novella that takes place between Accidentally Hooked and Accidentally Seduced!

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About ACCIDENTALLY MARRIED 

Grace King needs to save her catering business by all means necessary. Even if it means striking a deal with the hot estranged husband she walked out on, but can’t forget despite her best efforts.

Sebastian Zwane is baffled to discover he’s still legally bound to the woman who broke his heart. With a booming career and new offices to open, the last thing he needs is a scandal and for her to demand half of the empire he built after their separation.

The bargain that will get them both what they want is put to the test by their sizzling attraction–stronger than ever, in spite of their rocky past. When the deal is over, will they be able to walk away from each other?

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Author Bio:
Carmen Falcone learned at an early age that fantasizing about fictional characters beats doing math homework any day. Brazilian by birth and traveler by nature, she moved to Central Texas after college and met her broody Swiss husband—living proof that opposites attract. She found in writing her deepest passion and the best excuse to avoid the healthy lifestyle everyone keeps bragging about. When she’s not lost in the world of romance, she enjoys spending time with her two kids, being walked by her three crazy pugs, reading, catching up with friends, and chatting with random people in the checkout line.

She loves to procrastinate, so please indulge her and drop her a line @ carmenauthor@yahoo.com. For more info, visit her website: carmenfalcone.com

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Sunday, 16 August 2015

Red Tape Protector by Kathy Kulig - Book Blitz & Giveaway!

Red Tape Protector: Book 2 in the FLC Case Files series 
by Kathy Kulig

Book Description:

When a member of a top-secret White House society makes a critical mistake, she’s not fired, she’s given a new assignment—a trainee as an undercover security agent and assassin. Sexy, Black-ops agent must prepare her for the dangerous mission. Sometimes you can’t run away…from love or danger…

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After fifteen minutes of buzzing the nurse, Alana gave up and swung open the door. Jag stood there alone, blocking her way. “Yes, ma’am?”

Alana looked up at fierce blue eyes and a deep-set brow. Jag usually worked nights with one other guard. “Where’s your partner?” She glanced down the empty hallway. No patients or hospital personnel. Normally she heard carts rolling up and down the halls and voices of nurses, doctors and cleaning people at all hours of the night.

It was too quiet. Where was everyone? It was almost seven thirty and all the nurses should have returned from their breaks. The hackles rose on the back of her neck. After the car bomb and Zoe’s abduction, she’d become overly paranoid. Would she ever be able to live without looking over her shoulder? Now that they were letting her go, she hated to sit around. If it wasn’t for the stash of cash she had hidden in her apartment—and hoped was still there—she’d try to leave town tonight. She didn’t need to waste Julia’s time by waiting for the forty-eight hours. She’d made her decision.

She bit her lower lip and a rolling sensation swept the pit of her stomach. “I need to see my nurse. She’s not answering the buzzer.”

He frowned. “Are you in pain?” His tone changed. Softer. Was he concerned?

“No, I need a bath, and I want to remove the bandages.”

One side of his mouth quirked into a grin. “Can’t you take a bath by yourself?”

“I can, but I need supplies so I can change the dressings.” She touched the gauze on her left arm. “And I want a bath. My room only has a shower. They’ve let me use one of the empty rooms down the hall.” It was also closer to the back stairs. If they left her alone for a few minutes, she might have enough time to get away.

He frowned. “I’ll send her as soon as she gets back from her rounds.”

She stepped into the hall and he blocked her from going farther. “Honestly, I could ask someone at the desk myself. I just need a few things.”

“It’s against orders for you to leave your room.” He pressed his lips together. He wasn’t 
amused. “You work for the White House, Ms. MacKenna. You know what it means to follow orders.”

“I do.” She winced at that because not following orders was what had gotten her into trouble in the first place. Did he know? “But I have left my room when they’ve given me the luxury of a hot bath. Besides that, they’re letting me leave tomorrow. I don’t think I need a guard anymore.”

“I haven’t been given a change in orders,” he argued.

Alana huffed. “I used to be a nurse and I know how to care for wounds. I could get the supplies myself from their supply shelves.”

He shook his head. “It’s for your safety. They don’t want you to leave this room.”

She studied him for a minute. “You’re not like the other guards, the ones who work days. I don’t know what it is. Are you secret service?” Alana raised her chin, trying a different approach, but it did little to help her confidence. Without heels, she was five-foot-ten and still looked short compared to this guy. He was muscular, but lean, like a cross between a weightlifter and marathon runner.

“How am I different?” He raised one eyebrow, perhaps amused by her observation.
“I don’t know. The others are obvious secret service in their black suits and coiled earpieces. So cliché.”

He glanced down at his outfit, the same as the others, then pointed to the same earpiece. “What’s different?”

“You don’t belong in the suit. You don’t look comfortable. I imagine you in camouflage, combat boots and hoisting an enormously heavy automatic weapon like in one of those military thrillers.”

He smiled and let out a grunt of a laugh. The man could smile. “You have good observational skills. I used to be in the military. But from what I hear, you could work on your sound judgment.” He tapped a finger on the bandage on her arm.

“Funny,” she said. “And who told you about me? What did they tell you?”

His pleasant manner suddenly froze to the original stone-set, unemotional state. “I’ll ask for your nurse to come to your room. Wait inside.” He pointed to the center of the room as a signal for her to move so he could close the door.

Alana planted her feet in the doorway. She wanted out of this place so badly she could taste it. It was Friday night and Liam would probably be at Paradise Underground. She doubted they’d let her in with the clothes Julia had left her. They required proper attire. And it was a little late to go shopping for fetish wear. She didn’t have much cash on her either. “I’ll wait here. I’m bored, the walls are closing in. Why don’t you tell me what your real name is and where you’re from? Is Jag a nickname?” She glanced down the hall, looking for Beth, her nurse, or another nurse or aide. No one was in sight.

“Jagger Denison. I’m from North Carolina.” Dark amusement glimmered in his steel-blue eyes.

At the club, she could read men, knew if they were dominant or submissive, could tell if they were experienced or virgins to the lifestyle. She could also tell if they were lying. This guy she couldn’t read. No emotion. Was he this cold in bed too? “You prefer Jag?” She smiled.

He nodded. Power and authority radiated through him. His gaze swept her room, scanning for what? Hidden dangers? Then he returned his focus back to her.

She checked the time. Seven-thirty. It was going to be a long night. “I’ll start my bath. If you like, you’re welcome to watch.” She hoped she could embarrass him into giving her a few minutes alone. A few minutes were all she needed.

An eyebrow rose. “She won’t be long. You’re not her only patient.”

I bet I’m the only one with twenty-four-hour guards.

Reviews for Red tape, book 1:

“This was such a different take on BDSM romance! It had a bit of everything, suspense, intrigue, romance and hot steamy sex scenes. I would love for this to be a TV show! It reminds me of Scandal with a BDSM element. The characters are strong and likable, the plot will have you wondering what's next and the sex will have you blushing. The story has a wonderful build up to a fast paced ending that suits the main characters well. If you are looking for suspense with a bit of a twist, this is your book!” ~Amazon reviewer

“I definitely enjoyed Red Tape, Zoe was a strong, self-sufficient agent and the suspense element was great especially the ending. It was suspense with a touch of National Treasure (the movie)bits with a side of BDSM.” ~Goodreads reviewer.

“HOLY HOTNESS BDSM.  Wow, can't wait for more of this political BDSM series. It is a really fun premise, First Lady BDSM for freedom.  OMG…” ~Blogger reviewer.

“Loved this one! It maybe my favorite of the set. So much going on and so much to lose. I really loved this set up for a book. BDSM, suspense, behind the scenes of the White House, and so much more. A great read. Love Zoe and Jason. The past they have together only adds to the current mission. Who doesn't love a book with secret missions that are about sex? Great plot and one I will read over and over again!” ~ Amazon reviewer

The FLC Case Files series are Steamy Romantic Suspense romances with some BDSM elements.

#3 RED TAPE BETRAYAL – Coming soon

About Kathy Kulig

New York Times & USA Today bestselling author Kathy Kulig is a writer, a science geek, a part time health food nut, an occasional cat sitter, and an adventure movie junkie. She lives in a 100-year-old Victorian house with her amazingly support hubby who is also a geek and shares her love of traveling. Kathy writes sexy paranormal, contemporary and suspense. Her books can be dark and edgy, passionate and erotically-charged, but there’s always a steamy romance and a happy ending.



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Wednesday, 12 August 2015

Come Undone Book Blitz

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Once upon a time in the 80s there was a band, whose members stole the hearts of many a young girl. With their guyliner, unique fashion and music that struck through the heart, Duran Duran changed how we hear and see music. Today nine hot romance authors bring you stories inspired by their music. New Moon on Monday by Kim Carmichael Though she wants to experience the world and write poems, Luna Morrow conforms rather than allow her creativity to soar. Pampered, passionate, fashion designer Owen “Blake” Blakeney finds his muse the moment he spots a gorgeous, alternative waitress at the Club New Moon. After a wanton tryst in the back room of the club, Luna disappears. With his sights set on finding Luna, he sets out on a quest, to locate his mystery girl, and convince her to walk in his fashion show, though he never expected her to walk into his heart. Ordinary World by Solera Winters After a chance encounter at a coffee shop, an accident leaves employment agent Tessa Toussaint in a coma, while techie Yancy Howard finds his dreams filled with this fascinating woman. As the clock ticks on Tessa’s condition, Yancy falls deeper for the woman in his dreams. Hungry Like the Wolf by Louisa Bacio Janie never imagined her deepest fantasies coming true. She’d been flirting with the hot DJ at an ’80s club, but taking the interaction to another level seemed impossible. Until she runs into Tyler, her high school boyfriend, on the dance floor, and he makes all the right moves. Before the Rain by Kerry Adrienne The war is over, but the rain continues, day and night. The rebel faction, Verity, enlists Maddox to safely guide assassin Allana, out of the city. No problem. He’ll escort her, get paid, and return to his life. But the more he learns about the mysterious and beautiful assassin, the more she intrigues him. With the world falling apart around them, they must decide if they can trust each other despite the deceptions they face. If they can’t, they’ll die. Wild Boys by C. Margery Kempe It’s the end of the world and Digger’s trapped in a prison with some very wild boys. He loves the charismatic Joey, but he’s too busy fighting to be leader to notice. What are the odds they’ll all kill one another before they can escape? Love Voodoo by Alyssa Breck After a chance tarot card reading in a New Orleans voodoo shop, vampire Luca is intrigued by Collette, an alluring woman with uncanny intuition. Getting intimately involved with a human is the last thing Luca has in mind, but Collette wins his trust and their friendship grows into something deeper. When Luca’s clan learns that he has asked Collette to perform a spell against his psychotic sire, a deadly chain of events unravels that will change their lives. Union of the Snake by KC Burn After his fellow human colonists were enslaved by the Hilruda, Zerek, smuggler extraordinaire, made pissing off the alien oppressors both a career and a calling. When Essian, a sexy clan leader of the planet’s third species, needs Zerek’s help to fulfill a prophecy, the temptation of taking down the Hilruda is too good to pass up. Falling for Essian is not part of the plan. Girls on Film by Linnea Alexis After years of trying to break into mainstream movies, adult film actress Sophie Greene lands a role in a major motion picture. But not everyone is celebrating her good fortune. Her lover, Greg Vega, wants her to quit films entirely. And when a stalker emerges and begins sabotaging her career move, things get downright dangerous. Rio by Sabrina Sol When workaholic CFO Chase Simon is forced to take a tropical vacation, he sure as hell doesn’t expect to enjoy it. But when he finds out that he’ll be spending the next seven days with Rio, a sexy celebrity dancer from his past, his doubts begin to fade. Will life in the real world ever be the same for Chase again after discovering paradise in Rio’s arms?

Playlist for Come Undone

NEW MOON ON MONDAY - Kim Carmichael The passion takes place at the New Moon on Monday ORDINARY WORLD - Solera Winters A man dreams of an extraordinary love hoping his dreams can survive in an ordinary world. HUNGRY LIKE THE WOLF - Louisa Bacio Only music and passion can satisfy her hunger for the past. BEFORE THE RAIN - Kerry Adrienne Love wasn’t as complicated before the rain. WILD BOYS - C. Margery Kempe Even at the end of the world, no prison can hold these wild boys! LOVE VOODOO - Alyssa Breck Not even the immortal are immune to the voodoo of love. UNION OF THE SNAKE - KC Burn Find redemption in the Union of the Snake. GIRLS ON FILM - Linnea Alexis Some people can't tell the difference between real life and reel life. RIO - Sabrina Sol He never expected to find paradise in the arms of Rio.

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New Moon on Monday by Kim Carmichael

She grabbed her bag and made her way toward the door. A low laugh escaped his throat. Though she willed herself to keep going, some unknown force within her caused her to stop right beside him. “Now you’re laughing at me?” “Never.” He shook his head. “I was only admiring how delightfully small in stature you are without your heels.” Delightful and her mixed as well as mayonnaise and red wine, or in her case a designer and a waitress. “Don’t you designer types like them long and lanky?” “I believe a woman is meant to have curves. Clothes should caress the body, make the wearer feel as if they are being made love to. They should enhance what is already there, but they should never let anyone feel as if they don’t fit.” He leaned down to her ear. “Hear my words, always believe them…you are gorgeous.” Maybe it was his cologne, or the way his breath brushed against her ear, or just the sheer fact every woman wanted to hear those words. Maybe she wanted to look at him one more time. Maybe it was something completely different, but she turned and his lips swept over hers. His wasn’t the kiss of some creeper. A man who dug right in with all tongue and mouth and no build up. Rather, his was the kiss of someone who knew how to kiss, how to take things slowly, and let the act grow on its own. Before she consciously realized it, she found herself responding. Her body heated and her moan vibrated through her. By the time he opened his mouth, she craved his taste and deepened the kiss on her own. As if thinking with one mind, the moment their tongues connected, they grabbed each other. He pulled her in tight against him, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. She couldn’t remember the last time she had truly been kissed, kissed well and by someone who seemed to need the contact as much as she. “Gorgeous.” He growled the word and tilted his head, giving her another kiss, this one hard and demanding. “Sexy.” He slid his lips down to her neck and cupped her breast in his hand. “Magnificent.” Once more he found her mouth. Her body flooded with a need she’d suppressed for far too long. As he caressed her every curve, she took him in as well, running her hands down the muscles in his back and over his stomach. The man was built, the ideal combination of lean and strong. A haze of lust clouded out her good sense, her mind, even reality. All that existed were the two of them, their hands, their mouths and the thrilling sensations igniting her body on fire. Acting on instinct, she grazed her palm over the massive bulge in the front of his expensive woolen pants and her mouth watered. If his kisses were any indication, he would be an extremely satisfying lover.


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Ordinary World by Solera Winters

"Do you play as hard as you work?" She ran a hand along the desk. "Sometimes, though I admit, work has taken first place for a while now." Slow down, he reminded himself. He longed to tell her he wanted her to change that aspect of his life. Too soon. What happened to barnstorming the unknown? "Uh--" "Me too, on the work, but I totally want to change that. Calling in today is a first step, maybe for both of us?" She kicked off her heels and moved toward the loveseat. Then in a similar action to what she used with Quark, she held her hand out and waited. He liked to think he was smarter than the dog. At least he moved faster. Entwining his fingers in hers, he sank beside her and drew her toward him. Careful to embrace the moment, he didn't crush her to him. He slid an arm around her shoulders and slipped a finger under her chin to position her mouth. Her nostrils flared just the slightest, and he accepted the invitation. The kiss started soft. He caressed her lips with his, moving over them, tasting the chocolate mixed with coffee and the undertones of distinct flavors belonging only to Tessa. Her mouth opened and he deepened the kiss, exploring her with his tongue. He massaged her neck before letting his hand lower to her breasts. His destination strained toward him, begging for his touch. Her little whimpers urged him to continue. Though they were still covered by her suit, he palmed her breasts, grazing over her nipples. Without further urging, she unbuttoned the jacket and guided his hand to her breasts. Coming up for breath, he leaned in to see the treasures she offered. Creamy skin peeked out from the wine colored bra. He pinched a nipple and then the other. The actions elicited a groan. Instead of using his particular talent for unhooking the bra with one hand, he nuzzled her neck, drawing little designs with his tongue over the place where her heartbeat pulsed. Her breathing sped up, definitely a good sign. "Hm. Yancy?" So filled with the sounds of her pleasure, he almost didn't recognize his name. "Yes?" His murmur didn't preclude his search for more of her fabulous responses. "Where's the bedroom?" The words came between shallow gasps for air. Again, rather than asking for clarification, he chose to go with the flow. “We have time.” When she went to remove the rest of her clothing, he stilled her hand. "Let me. I want to 'cherish your existence.'"

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Hungry Like the Wolf by Louisa Bacio

The smooth vocals of the DJ segued from one song to the next. “Thanks all for coming out tonight,” he said, and the crowd roared. “And for those who really got the beat, I’m watching you.” Talk about teen crushes. DJ Knife had been popular since way back when. He used to host some of the first video shows on TV. His blonde hair hung long, covering one eye, and his accent drew in the listeners. Now, he wore it cropped short and he was making even more of a revival. If the teen girls used to chase him down, Janie wouldn’t put it past the women recapturing their youth. Hell, she wouldn’t toss him out of bed. Although the music was less loud in the VIP area, she caught the opening of the Go-Go’s, and she bounced her knee. One drink and a little bit of chatting, and she’d relaxed. The seam of Tyler’s body to hers stitched tighter, Tyler inched his hand up her thigh, and she watched him without stopping the forward advancement. She shifted a bit, letting her legs open, and he brushed his fingertips across her panties.  

Before the Rain by Kerry Adrienne

The pounding of boots on the wet pavement startled him and Maddox turned in time to see a squadron of Sentinels heading down the road, long gear and Lancers in hand. Headed right toward them. Tactically intelligent but emotionally brainless, the Confessor’s soldiers would shoot to kill, or worse, torture them. Maddox’s heart shrieked panic, but his brain went into overdrive. Think, man. Run? “Maddox!” Allana yanked his jacket. He turned to tell her to be quiet, but she wrapped her arms around his neck. Before he could take a breath to speak, she had pulled his head down and had her mouth pressed to his. Raindrops slipped down his forehead and slid down his nose, but he kept his lips to hers. The tromp, tromp of boots passing behind lulled him and for a moment, he forgot the danger and relished the sweet sensation that was Allana’s kiss. With the bulky cloak draped over her, he couldn’t get a good grip on her back so he held the wet folds of fabric tight. She was the perfect height for him to bend his head and meet her mouth with his own. She put her hands on his face and kissed him softly, though he knew if he could feel her heartbeat, it would be racing as hard as his. A dangerous kiss. Suddenly, the sound of boots faded and only the rain remained. “They’re gone.” Her eyes opened wide, a deep blue or maybe dusky purple in the dimly lit park. Raindrops settled on her lashes and she blinked them away. “Maddox?” He shook his head. Back to business. “That was a smart diversion.” He winked. She stared. “We’ve got to get to the rain sewer before we run across more Sentinels. This way.” He smirked and strode off. “They teach us how to handle anything,” she called from behind. “Bet they do.”

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Wild Boys by C. Margery Kempe

“Huh.” Joey shook his head. “How did you manage to get that close without them noticing you?” Digger laughed a little, feeling foolish, but proud. “The vents.” “Vents?” Joey looked down at him. His face looked so handsome in the twilight, as if the dying light captured something golden within him. Digger swallowed. “The air vents. I’m small enough to fit in them, though I have to kind of wiggle backward to get back out again.” Joey smiled, his white teeth shining in the growing darkness. “That’s really clever! What made you think of that?” “Well, ah…” Digger was reluctant to say, but Joey seemed to guess anyway. “It’s not the first time you’ve done that.” “No, it’s not.” “I wonder what things you’ve seen from up there.” He was still smiling, but his voice was so quiet he was almost whispering. “It’s fun to be a voyeur sometimes.” Digger didn’t know what to say. He was even more surprised when Joey laid a large hand on his thigh and let it rest there. The warmth of his palm scorched Digger’s leg, Love Voodoo by Alyssa Breck Collette lit the cigarette and puffed hard. “I didn’t know you smoked,” Luca said. “I can usually smell it on people.” “I don’t really. I only smoke when I drink. And they’re cloves, so not like regular cigarettes.” She exhaled the smoke toward the sky. “They make your lips taste sweet.” “Is that so?” “Yes.” She leaned her back against the brick wall and licked her bottom lip. “Wanna taste?” He smiled and raised an eyebrow. “Sure. Why not?” She took another drag off the cigarette and, before she could blow it out, Luca moved in close, covered her mouth with his and inhaled. She let the smoke go and he breathed it in. Luca let it come out through his nose, then licked her lip. “Mmm. Does taste sweet.” He gripped her hip with one hand and kissed her. “I bet that’s not all that tastes good.”

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Union of the Snake by KC Burn

Zerek held up his hands in what he hoped was an unthreatening manner, but resolutely refused to step back. Last thing he wanted was to get bitten—Essian’s venom would undoubtedly be lethal—but he’d faced danger many times before. “Sorry. I just...don’t know how it works.” With an agitated tongue flicker, Essian spun around and Zerek pursed his lips. He’d had a chance to check out a fully naked Essian from the front, and fear of Essian’s anger meant he’d missed it. Of all the mud sucking luck. The creek burbled happily, while Zerek waited for Essian to say something. “I am sorry too. I shouldn’t have gotten angry over an innocent question. I meant that my son doesn’t have the temperament or desire to lead. Forcing him into that role will only make everyone unhappy. Siblings, if they exist, often become part of the circle of clan leader’s advisors. Leadership does not always fall to the eldest.” “Two kids, that’s a good number.” Like Zerek knew. In the encampments, more kids meant more hands to help with work, but meant more mouths to feed as well. He had no idea what a good number was for anyone, much less a clan leader. “I have eight children. Another way in which I differed from my father. He was barely fertile.” Aside from knowing Essian had a whole litter of kids and proved fertile, there was something odd about his words, but Zerek sensed pushing wouldn’t get him anything. He also wanted to know if the mother of his children was a true mate he’d heard stories about. Like the prophecy and the seers, Zerek didn’t believe in the concept of a true mate, but he knew the Kadrussians did. Marriages and procreation happened in their absence, though, so Zerek assumed the concept was some sort of delusion on the part of love-sick people. Imagining Essian with his true mate was like having hundreds of splinters in his skin, so he turned his thoughts toward the challenges of the following day while he finished washing. Tomorrow, they’d face the first place where Zerek’s skills would truly be useful. Unlike Essian, he pulled on his underclothes while he was still damp. Past experience taught him they’d dry quickly enough, and he needed something to hide behind. Being naked with a man he desired, who didn’t desire him back, made him feel more vulnerable than anything else in his life.

Girls on Film by Linnea Alexis

Carrying the bottle of Chardonnay, he returned to the living room. Sophie stood in front of the sofa, facing him. She held out her hand. “Dance with me.” He set the bottle on the coffee table, pulled her into an embrace, and they swayed to the music. He closed his eyes and pressed his growing arousal against her, allowing the music to carry him away to the first time they made love. Their second anniversary was coming up. Since Sophie, he hadn’t touched another woman. Didn’t have to. Didn’t want to. Sophie was all he wanted, or needed. “Greg?” “Hmmm,” he murmured, his face buried in her hair. When he inhaled her scent, he was home. “This is nice, isn’t it?” “The best.” Her voice—husky, barely audible—only added fuel to his passion. Her gray eyes, dark with desire, nearly brought him to his knees. A low, rumbling sound came from deep inside his chest. Her lips parted slightly. He bracketed her face with his hands and plundered her mouth, taking what she offered.  

Rio by Sabrina Sol

Of course she still wanted him. That’s why she was always so on edge whenever he was around. Her pride wouldn’t let her show him that she still thought about their one night together. So she had done everything to make him believe the opposite. She didn’t want to want him. Yet when he stroked the inside of her wrist with his thumb and moved his face closer to hers, her resolve to push him away nearly evaporated. Nearly. “You said it yourself. We’re too different. We don’t work well together,” she whispered and met his gaze head on. He pulled her against him fully, and she felt his growing arousal. “I was wrong. There’s one thing we both know that we do together pretty fucking well.” Chase whispered the last few words against her mouth. When she didn’t protest, he pushed in for a kiss. Warm, soft, and tentative. It was nice, but nothing she couldn’t walk away from. That is until his tongue swiped her bottom lip and jolted alive every sense, every nerve, making the rest of her resolve shatter in his arms. Sighing, she grabbed his shirt with both hands and kissed him back with fervor. His arms wrapped around her body, hugging her as if she might be carried away by the ocean breeze. Their kisses turned hard and demanding, almost punishing. As if each of them had a price to pay for withholding such pleasure for so long. “God, I almost forgot how good you taste. So fucking sweet, like cherry,” he mumbled in between kisses. “I want to taste you everywhere. Please tell me you’re going to let me?” The thought of him licking her somewhere else made her legs weak in anticipation. “Yes, yes I’ll let you.”


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Monday, 10 August 2015

Liaison Liability by Piper Denna - Release Blitz




Out Now - Liaison Liability, Book 3 of the Fantasies, Inc. series by Piper Denna

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What happens at Fantasy Mountain stays at Fantasy Mountain…except when it doesn’t.

Trusting the “anonymity algorithms” Fantasy Mountain advertises, Emily treats herself to Blind Date weekend at the upscale sex resort. Her kinky side is a bit too risqué for the small community where she owns a business and holds a public office, so she’s taken herself completely out of the dating game. Still, a girl has needs, and the guy she hooks up with her first night there does an incredible job of meeting all those needs. Breaking the resort’s rules, they prolong their scheduled two-hour date and spend the entire weekend together.

As he leaves the resort, Jase realizes why Emily looks so familiar to him. He’s seen her business card—on his desk. Since he’s still recovering from a major emotional slapdown, he isn’t interested in a relationship, but he and Emily are smoking-hot in bed, and he’s not ready to tell her goodbye. A business meeting puts them in the same room, and Jase does everything he can think of to convince Emily they should get into bed again.

Going public with a new boyfriend now would be political suicide, especially since the guy is a client at her business. Still, Emily finds it impossible to resist seeing Jase on the downlow. Each tryst requires more trust, and puts everything she’s worked for at risk. The rush of sneaking around only serves to heighten her pleasure…and her appetite for more. But what will happen when their private play becomes public knowledge?

EXCERPT:

“Can I interest you in lunch, to celebrate our new business relationship?”

Not a freaking chance in hell. “I’m afraid I’ll have to take a raincheck.” She forced her most professional voice. “I have three other appointments in the area today.”

“I see.” He pulled an engraved pen from its stand on the corner of his desk. “No doubt with other managers you plan to woo.” As he signed the contract, he nearly pressed the ink pen through the paper. And on the second copy, the page actually tore.

Uh. Was he pissed professionally because he wasn’t the only hotel account she intended to sign, or…

She fought the urge to fan herself. The idea of Jase being jealous, caveman-y, made her want to climb into his desk chair with him. With effort, she made herself recall that night at the election debate when Ted Kettle brought up her sexcapades with an “employee” in front of all those interested voters.

The things she’d done with Jase, and where she’d gone to do them, could never, ever go public.




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Romance is sexy. And often funny, and sometimes tangled up with suspense. Let’s face it: all sorts of things get mixed up with romance in real life.

Piper Denna’s stories are not cut-and-dried romance. Her characters deal with issues female readers can relate to: independence and trust, empowerment, inhibition, an unfaithful partner, motherhood. Sometimes her characters make mistakes, and often her “bad guys” are not 100% bad. She hopes to take the reader on an emotional journey to a happy ending…with enviable sexual encounters along the way.

When she’s not writing, she edits, raises two teens along with her husband, and collects scrapbooking material.

She enjoys books or movies with a comedic twist and hopefully a love story with lots of tension, too.
Sexiest parts of a man in Piper’s opinion? The hands and eyes. Shoulders are nice too, and of course, great pecs are never amiss…


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Sunday, 21 June 2015

DARK AND DAMAGED Blog Barrage


Dark and Damaged: Eight Tortured Heroes of Paranormal Romance Boxed Set is now available worldwide for a special introductory price of only $0.99!

This ebook boxed set features all-new, never-before-published hot paranormal romances by eight New York Times and USA Today best-selling romance authors. Tortured alpha-male bad boys will ignite your darkest, most secret desires in these stories about vampires, shifters, dragons, fallen angels, werewolves, demons, psychic warriors and ghosts.

Here’s more about this fantastic eight book boxed set, including an excerpt from one of the stories.

Dark and Damaged: Eight Tortured Heroes of Paranormal Romance is available from Amazon Kindle, Kobo Books, Barnes and Noble Nook, Apple iBooks stores and other retailers. Find the links to your preferred retailer at: http://www.felicityheaton.co.uk/dark-and-damaged/

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Dark and Damaged: Eight Tortured Heroes of Paranormal Romance By Jennifer Ashley, Caris Roane, Erin Kellison, Felicity Heaton, Erin Quinn, Laurie London, Bonnie Vanak and Colleen Gleason

LION EYES by Jennifer Ashley
Bree has just decided to give up trying to be a Shifter groupie when a lion Shifter slams into her truck and tells her to drive. Seamus is on the run from hunters, other Shifters, and who knows who else. All Bree knows is that he’s compelling, needs her help, and most intriguing of all, wears no Collar...

BLOOD FLAME by Caris Roane
Vampire Officer Connor of the Crescent Border Patrol tries to suppress his desire for the powerful witch, Iris Meldeere. Because the woman possesses the ability to kill him with the tips of her fingers, how can he possibly fall in love with her? When a double homicide throws them together, he soon finds his deepest fantasies fulfilled as Iris succumbs to his seductions. But as they battle together to stay alive, and love begins to consume them both, will the witch be able to forgive the dark secrets of his past …

HER SINFUL ANGEL by Felicity Heaton
Cast out of Heaven and now the king of Hell, Lucifer is a powerful fallen angel warrior with a heart as cold as ice and soul as black as the bottomless pit. For millennia, he has ruled his realm with an iron fist as he plots the demise of his ancient enemies. When one of those enemies dumps an unconscious mortal female in the courtyard of his fortress and leaves her there, Lucifer finds himself entranced by the beguiling beauty and tempted beyond all reason. But is the enchanting Nina an innocent pawn in the eternal game or part of a plot against him?

TEMPTED BY FIRE by Erin Kellison
A powerful dragon shifter has waited six hundred years to avenge the loss of his family, but the beautiful mediator sent to prevent violence among the Bloodkin doesn’t want to be his key to discovering the murderer—in fact, she wants nothing to do with dragons at all...

REBEL’S DESIRE by Laurie London
A jaded Iron Guild warrior cares about nothing except battling a ruthless enemy, but when a beautiful woman literally runs into his arms, he realizes she holds the key to his success. As passion ignites, he must decide whether to sacrifice the woman he’s falling for or dare to trust his heart again.

THE RESURRECTION OF SAM SLOAN by Erin Quinn
Trapped in the body of a human, the Reaper is about to fall in love with a woman he was never meant to have… When a reaper is trapped in Maggie’s estranged husband’s body, she knows only that the man with her husband’s eyes feels like a stranger… a compelling, seductive stranger who touches her in ways her treacherous husband never could. She wants to trust him, but what about the ghost who haunts their home, implicating him in a gruesome murder…

REDEMPTION by Bonnie Vanak
A cursed alpha wolf promises to free an enslaved Mage if she mates with him so he can sire an heir, not realizing she can destroy the dark secret keeping his pack alive.

RAGING DAWN by Colleen Gleason
After the vampires Max Denton hunts brutally murder his wife, he is nearly destroyed himself and spends the next ten years living a life of violence and revenge. But when sensitive information about his young daughter falls into the hands of the vampires, Max is forced to team up with the woman whose father ultimately caused the death of his wife. Savina Eleaisa has secrets of her own, and she’s determined to do whatever it takes to clear her father’s name: even if it involves seducing the most dangerous of vampires--with or without the help of the arrogant, brooding Max Denton.

Dark and Damaged: Eight Tortured Heroes of Paranormal Romance is available from Amazon Kindle, Kobo Books, Barnes and Noble Nook, Apple iBooks stores and other retailers. Find the links to your preferred retailer at: http://www.felicityheaton.co.uk/dark-and-damaged/

EXCERPT FROM RAGING DAWN BY COLLEEN GLEASON

“Max,” Savina was whispering urgently. “Max, wake up.”
He became aware of his surroundings, dragging himself from the horror of the dream before he opened his eyes…and then had a moment where he debated between sliding back into the ugly nightmare—which at least he was familiar with—and waking up face-to-face with Savina Eleiasa.
In that brief moment of closed eyes and utter awareness, he drew in that spicy, floral scent that went straight to his middle, stabbing him with pleasure. At the same time, he sensed the warmth of her nearness burning into his bare skin…and a tickling sensation that could only be her glossy, ink-black hair as it brushed over his bicep. Then, he realized she had seen and heard him thrashing around, crying out—and from the dampness on his face, he’d possibly even been sobbing.
Dammit to bloody hell.
“Max?” She was still whispering, still touching him.
He didn’t have to open his eyes to remember the wide, sensual shape of her lips and the hint of delicate collarbone and throat exposed by the neckline of her frocks. He imagined what her hair would look like, all loose and falling around her shoulders.
Perhaps if he just stilled, steadied his breathing, and appeared to slide back into sleep she would leave him alone. Silently return to the hotel room next to his. Then he wouldn’t have to face her concern or her pity or—anything else.
But the scent, the warmth, the touch remained and at last he was required to open his eyes.
It was even worse than he’d imagined.
Savina was there, much too close, settled on the edge of his bed in a pool of white cotton and lace—how the hell had she gotten into his room anyway?—looking down at him. Though the only illumination was from the streetlights below and an anemic moon, he could make out enough of her features to see an arrested expression: wide eyes, parted lips, lifted brows, the shadowy arch of one high cheekbone. The mass of hair, spilling like black water over her shoulders and onto his arm. The deep vee of her nightgown, white against her smooth, scented skin. The curve of her narrow shoulder, the long line of her throat.
Even in the dimness, he saw—sensed—pity. Shock, too, perhaps. And he couldn’t bear it.
Max wasn’t thinking clearly. He realized that later…much later. But at the moment…he had no thought but to change the subject, so to speak.
To touch. To exorcise, and to experiment and…oh, dammit, to feel.
He reached for her, his callused hand gliding over her silky skin, up along her bare arm. Vaguely aware of her stilling, stiffening—but not pulling away—Max tugged her toward him: firmly, so that she was off-balance a little. So that one hand landed on the center of his bare chest, while he held the other wrist, drawing it to his side as he curled a hand around the back of her head.
In the recesses of his mind, he was prepared for her to pull away—and perhaps that would have been best after all.
It definitely would have been best.
But she didn’t. Savina gave a dusky gasp of surprise just before he found her mouth…but she didn’t resist.
And what a mouth. Softer than he’d imagined. Warm, sensual, sweet…responsive. Max lost all thought as he slid into the heat of her, half-rising onto an elbow so he could pull Savina closer, kiss her more deeply. She tasted hot and spicy, smelled like heaven, and was sleek and smooth and curvy. Her weight against him was insubstantial, yet it burned into his belly, arm, the side of his hip.
Before he quite realized it, he had his arms full of her, and they were tangled on the bed, beneath and around the sheets, body lined to body, mouth tasting mouth. He was naked, half-covered by the bedclothes, she was wrapped in flimsy cotton and lace. Her hair caught around his shoulders and clung to his sweat-damp skin, heavy and strong. She sighed and shivered and touched him…touched him, her fingers brushing his neck, tunneling into his hair, her lips meeting his, slipping and sliding and tasting.
And then all at once, he realized what he was doing. Christ Almighty.
His eyes bolted open, and then, terrified, slammed closed as he retreated into one last moment of sensuality. His heart rammed, his body thrummed. He was trapped.
And then, knowing no other way to escape, no other way to explain this mortifying, absurd, terrifying lapse, he gently pulled away from those delicious, satisfying lips and soft, curvy body. And lied.
“Mmm…Fe…licia…” He made certain the syllables of his wife’s name came out like a soft sigh, but intelligible enough that Savina would understand them…that they would explain his actions, excuse his presumption. “Feli…cia…”
Savina stilled. He swore he heard a soft laugh, or maybe it was a choked curse—Max couldn’t tell, for his ears were filled with a roaring—and she pulled away.
Still in character, though his body was leaping and hot and alive, and his mind couldn’t have been more fully awake, Max sighed and rolled over in his sleep.
When he heard the door close behind her, his eyes bolted open once more to stare at the ceiling.
Bell was right. He was most definitely an ass.

Grab the boxed set for just $0.99 to read this story and seven others…

Dark and Damaged: Eight Tortured Heroes of Paranormal Romance is available from Amazon Kindle, Kobo Books, Barnes and Noble Nook, Apple iBooks stores and other retailers. Find the links to your preferred retailer at: http://www.felicityheaton.co.uk/dark-and-damaged/


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