Release Day Blitz & Excerpt – Bryce, Nana Malone

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February 7, 2017 By

Title: Bryce (The Player Series Book 1)

Author: Nana Malone

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: February 7, 2017

Synopsis

Money, power, prestige…failure. Bryce Coulter is The Player.

Don’t call it a come back….Because no one else is. Poised to live up to his legacy, tennis player, Blake Colby, loses it all on one swing. Now, with the pressure on and his future in jeopardy, the last thing he needs is a smart-mouthed, training partner with attitude and a killer swing — or maybe she’s exactly what he needs.

Rich, spoiled and moneyed — seen that, been dragged through the dirt behind that. Tami Ivey, gets enough of the bad boy trust fund kids at work. She doesn’t need it in her sanctuary too. Playing tennis is the only way to connect to the girl she used to be before tragedy struck. The day Bryce Coulter turns up at her court, she turns on that classic attitude. If there’s anything she’s learned it’s how to make a guy run. Except, he’s not running. And maybe she doesn’t want him to….

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Excerpt

Had he scared her away? Had he been too much of a creeper watching her last night? Maybe it came down to the simple reason that she didn’t practice every day. Or, not at the same time every day. She very likely had a job, and depending on what she did for a living, her hours might not be the same every day. Although, he mused, regardless of whatever it was that she did for a living, he was sure that she should be playing tennis.

Why are you so pressed? She’s just a girl.

No. There was something about her. He just needed the chance to talk to her again. Okay, yes, if he was being totally honest with himself, it was in part because he wanted her, but he also wanted to find out more about her, and why she wasn’t playing the way she should. He couldn’t be the first person who knew about tennis to have seen her play.

“Where d’you think you’re going, gimpy?” A voice called from behind.

Bryce turned to see who’d spoken, and a foot shot out, kicking one of his crutches out from under him and sending him sprawling. Fuck. He landed on his bad knee. He writhed as the pain shot from his knee up his quad and down his shin. “Fuck, fuck. Motherfucker.” In the next moment, a man was on top of him with a switchblade in his face. All he could see was the knife, as sour, cigarette-scented breath fouled up his oxygen supply.

“I want your wallet and your keys,” the asshole demanded. “And if you even think about—”

But the guy’s words were cut off. His head bobbed forward. Something hit him again on the back of his head and he sagged on top of Bryce. He glanced up. Above them, Tami scowled at the guy, her grip on her mangled racket turning her knuckles white.

 

About The Author

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USA Today Best Seller, Nana Malone’s love of all things romance and adventure started with a tattered romantic suspense she “borrowed” from her cousin.

It was a sultry summer afternoon in Ghana, and Nana was a precocious thirteen. She’s been in love with kick butt heroines ever since. With her overactive imagination, and channeling her inner Buffy, it was only a matter a time before she started creating her own characters.

While she waits for her chance at a job as a ninja assassin, in the meantime Nana works out her drama, passion and sass with fictional characters every bit as sassy and kick butt as she thinks she is.

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Release Blitz – Hooked(Viking Bastards MC #1), Christina Phillips

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February 6, 2017 By

Title: Hooked(Viking Bastards MC #1)

Author: Christina Phillips

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: February 6, 2017

Synopsis

I like my sex dirty and disposable. I’m not into commitment or chicks who want more than one night. My brothers and club come first, second and last.

Until she walks into my life. Classy, rich and so out of my league it’s crazy. A week together should get her out of my system, but this good girl is so bad when we’re all alone and I can’t get enough of her.

I don’t do forever, but she’s hooked me so bad I don’t ever want to let her go. Except there’s no way a princess can live in my world and I sure as hell won’t live in hers…

 

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Excerpt

 

I pull her close, and she winds her arms around me, which makes me almost forget what I was about to say. “What you see is what you get with me.”

“Hmm,” she says as though she doesn’t believe a word. “Big, bad, tough guy on the outside. That’s okay, your secret’s safe with me.”

I snort with laughter. “No secret, Grace.” I like saying her name. “That’s me, inside and out.”

“If you say so.”

“When I get you home, I’ll prove it to you.”

“Do you live far from here?”

With my arm still wrapped around her, I once again make for the door. “Nah. Just a couple of blocks. Won’t take long.”

“Can we pick my luggage up first?”

I pause, hand on doorknob. “Luggage?”

“Yes. From my car. You know, toothbrush and…stuff.” Her cheeks are pink and she gives a little shrug. “If I’m staying the night I need my things.”

“Sure.” My mind fills with the happy vision of Grace in my shower. I pull open the door, keen to get home and put that particular fantasy into action.

Tension vibrates from her as we walk back into the bar. I swagger across the room, ignoring the glances from my brothers and friends, and they soon get the message. Instead of catcalls and jeers, they go back to their business, and Grace gives a relieved sigh as the door swings shut behind us.

“At least it’s stopped raining.” She lowers her umbrella. “That’s my car, over there.”

I glance across the street and there’s no mistaking which car she’s talking about. It’s a silver Mercedes coupe, and if I don’t warn my brothers the car’s off-limits, it’ll be picked clean by morning.

She opens the trunk and takes out an overnight case, then looks at me expectantly, as though she’s waiting for me to haul out the massive case that takes up the entire space. Is she leaving home or going on vacation?

It’s none of my business, and I don’t know why the question even enters my head.

“You need all this shit for one night?”

“No, but I need a change of clothes.” She frowns as though something’s just occurred to her. “Oh, you mean we’re walking to your house? I thought you’d have your car here. It doesn’t matter, I can make do.”

She goes to shut the trunk, and I hold it open. “I don’t have a car.” Seriously, is she really that clueless? Her surprised glance tells me that yeah, she really is. I haul her case out and slam the trunk.

“There’s really no need.” She waves a finger at her case. “I don’t expect you to carry it along the street. It’s too heavy.”

“The hell it is.” Even if the damn thing were full of bricks I wouldn’t back down now. “You better have some killer underwear in here as payback.”

 

 

About The Author

Christina is addicted to good coffee, expensive chocolate and bad boy heroes. She writes on the sizzling side of naughty, and loves bringing her tough biker heroes to their knees (her heroines enjoy this, too ☺ )

Christina is also owned by three gorgeous cats who are convinced the universe revolves around their needs. They are not wrong.

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Blog Tour & 5 Heart Reviews – P.I.T.A – Brooke Blaine

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February 3, 2017 By

Title: P.I.T.A. (L.A. Liaisons, #3)

Author: Brooke Blaine

Genre: Romantic Comedy

Release Date: January 30, 2017

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Synopsis

As one of the most prestigious wedding coordinators in Los Angeles, Paige Iris Traynor-Ashcroft is known for being classy, elegant, and the orchestrator of many happily-ever-afters.

But in the words of Paige herself: “What a crock of shiitake.”

Known affectionately (or not) as P.I.T.A. to those closest to her, she’s never been one to buy into the whole monogamy thing for herself. Sure, her BFFs are getting picked off by Cupid one by one, but his arrows have nothing on her semiautomatic.

Richard “Dick” Dawson does his best to live up to his name. A long-time frenemy and manwhore extraordinaire, he thrives on pushing limits, pushing up skirts—and pushing every single one of Paige’s buttons. He’s the itch she can’t scratch, and doesn’t want to. Or does she?

What happens when blazing-hot rage turns to crazy, unexplainable lust? Surely not…love? Because that would just be a total P.I.T.A.

 

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Sandra's Review

5 Stars

P.I.T.A is the third book in the L.A Liaisons series. It can be read as a standalone since each book is about a different couple surrounding a group of kickass girlfriends. But, I do highly recommend reading the series because it is hilarious, sexy, and this group of friends are everything. With that being said, Paige aka Pita is the snarky man eater that won’t let anyone tie her down unless it’s to a bed and a promise of multiple orgasms.

Paige and her manwhoring frenemy from way back are going to be seeing more of each other. He knows exactly how to push her buttons in all of the right places. She hates it. He drives her mad but he friends see something else that she doesn’t want to hear about. Sexual tension. Nope. She won’t believe it. She doesn’t need a man to keep her happy. She just needs her friends, her dream house, Nutella, and her chef. And orgasms of course. But Richard “Dirty Dick” Dawson sees right through her. And he isn’t going anywhere…

Richard and Paige’s relationship is very complicated. They used to be best friends until they weren’t. They are now both more of the lust and leave them type. Never serious with anyone and don’t plan on having a white picket fence. Ever. Paige thinks marriage is a crock of shit. It’s fake and just makes people miserable so of course it make sense for her to be an in-Demand wedding coordinator. Richard has shown through the years that he feels the same way so why isn’t he leaving her alone? Why won’t he just let her hate him? Why does he have to show her the other sides of himself? Damn him and his nine and half inch cock.

I loved this story. Hard. Very hard! Sorry, the review is vague but I don’t want to spoil it. I will say it’s so much more than hilarious one upping between these two. But, really their fights are the best. Especially when food is involved. I loved the characters. All of them. The girls are the best kind of friends. Paige is snarky, badass, loyal, independent, and sassy. Richard is funny, flirty, and one snappy dresser. Together, their banter is epic. Their fun is filthy. Their story is amazing.

Overall…It’s everything I expected and more. I knew Pita was going to be hilarious but damn. I loved everything about this story. I can’t wait for the next one. I am hoping the mystery of Quinn is going to be solved. Or maybe it will just be that always. A mystery.

Quotes:

“Do you not own anything that doesn’t look like you just came from Hot Topic?”
“Good morning to you, too, love.”

“To sexy bitches who know how to pop it,” Quinn said, holding up her shot as we followed her movement. “And by that, I mean us.”

“We’re keepin’ it classy,” I remarked with a grin.

 

Kara's Review

5 Stars

I’m in love with this series and these women. Brooke has brought the heat with PITA and not just the sexual heat, the hilarious stuff. The writing is great, as always and these characters are perfection. I need to know these women! We’ve met “Dirty Dick” Dawson before and of course we’ve known Paige since the beginning and she is crazy, funny and wildly inappropriate, but stepped up her game. Paige and Richard find themselves temporarily tied to each other. They have a complicated history. They were best friends all through childhood and into college and then all of a sudden they weren’t.  There’s always been crazy chemistry between them and I loved seeing the flashbacks. Richard is…he’s hard to explain. From hearing Paige, he’s a dirty manwhore, but I just love him. He’s sexy and handsome, but he’s always sweet as hell and loves Paige something fierce. Of course, she can’t see that. Richard has a short time to prove to her to take a chance on him. On them. Can he do it? Will Pita finally open up her heart to this man? I loved this story! So. Much. I love Richard. He’s perfect! They have hilarious banter and they are so sexy together. I wanted to put my hand over her mouth a few times though! But, I love her. She’s smart, funny, sassy and isn’t afraid to be who she is and say whatever she wants! I can’t wait for more of the series!

P.S. Goldschlager. Just no! That epic food fight? Just yes!

 

“My offer? To…what? Make horrible decisions caused by an excessive amount of gold-flecked demon juice that was forced into my veins by a manwhoring narcissist and then black out?”

“That would be the one.”

 

“Did you just call us the pussy guard?”

 

“With you I want everything.”

 

 

About Brooke Blaine

You could say Brooke Blaine was a book-a-holic from the time she knew how to read; she used to tell her mother that curling up with one at 4 a.m. before elementary school was her ‘quiet time.’ Not much has changed except for the espresso I.V. pump she now carries around and the size of her onesie pajamas.

Brooke enjoys writing sassy contemporary romance, whether in the form of comedy, suspense, or erotica. The latter has scarred her conservative Southern family for life, bless their hearts.

If you’d like to get in touch with her, she’s easy to find – just keep an ear out for the Rick Astley ringtone that’s dominated her cell phone for ten years.

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Release Blitz & Excerpt – Rock The Dream (Redfall Dream Series #1), B.B. Miller & Leslie Carson

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February 1, 2017 By

Title: Rock The Dream (Redfall Dream Series #1)

Authors: B.B. Miller & Leslie Carson

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: February 1, 2017

Synopsis

Multi-platinum, award-winning rock musician Kennedy Lane has it all—packed arenas, private jets, and loyal fans. Everything is at his fingertips… until a tragic accident twists his dream into a nightmare. Haunted and lost, the only place he comes alive is on stage, playing for a sea of nameless faces. He’s desperately wanting more, and losing hope that he’ll ever find it.

Abigail Walker, Executive Director of an international children’s charity, lives for her job. Determined not to repeat past mistakes, she pours her energy into making the lives of the families she works with just a little better. But her dedication doesn’t keep her warm at night, a fact that she’s beginning to regret.

When a little boy’s hope to meet his idol brings them together, Kennedy is shocked to find that determined Abigail may be the one to help him make his dreams come true—if he’s strong enough.

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Excerpt

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Chapter 1

Kennedy

“Don’t you want more?” My voice sounds disembodied, dry, and raspy, like I’m a seventy-five-year-old chain smoker who doesn’t give a shit about what a lifetime of nicotine has done to his lungs.

A booming bass fills the penthouse suite at the San Francisco Fairmont, where my band, Redfall, and a host of strangers party into the night. “Mmm… You’re so fucking hot.” It’s a slurred and intoxicated whisper against my neck from some nameless groupie sitting on my lap. Gin and desperation roll off her in waves. She licks the curved chaos of ink snaking down my shoulder and grinds her skinny, naked body against mine. I shudder at the feel of skin and bones against me. She pushes her tits forward, and breathes in my ear. “Touch me, Kenny.”

“I always want more. So do you.” The voice of my tour manager, Brodie Dixon, drifts to me from somewhere far away. I lean back against the couch, trying to open my eyes in an attempt to find him. I feel like I’m floating in a dream or a nightmare; it’s hard to tell which. I’m stuck somewhere between reality and a fucked up fantasy.

“Name’s Kennedy,” I mumble.

“Kenny, Kenny, Kenny,” she chants as she rolls her hips against mine.

I turn my neck in the direction I think Brodie’s voice came from, making a feeble attempt to brush away the hand flattening against my stomach, and drifting south. I can feel her jagged nails scratching over my hip, fumbling, as she attempts to unhook my leather belt.

Her hot, liquor-laced breath fans over my exposed chest, and her fingers lazily drift along the tatt that covers my neck. She doesn’t give a shit about me. She’s just here because I’m Kennedy-Fucking-Lane and she wants to say she fucked me.

Somehow, I manage to open my eyes. Through an intoxicated haze, I can make out Brodie—at least I think it’s him—bent over a table, slowly moving his face along a mirrored surface. I lift the dead weight of the bottle of Jack to my lips, welcoming the burn as the whiskey hits my throat.

Muted light filters in from the gaps in the curtains, catching the glare from the mirror and splaying prisms of color over Brodie’s body. He leans back in the chair and lifts his hand to his nose, snorting back any excess coke he may have missed. He cracks his neck like he always does when he’s finished, and pats his thigh.

It feels like I’m watching in slow motion as a groupie appears like an apparition out of nowhere and floats to his lap, immediately wrapping her arms around his neck and crashing her lips to his.

I shut my eyes, guiding the heavy bottle back to my lips, hoping the magic liquid will block everything out. It hurts to swallow. My throat feels like it’s on fire. I wonder how much is enough to numb the pain.

About B.B. Miller & Leslie Carson

Once upon a time, a Canadian vegetarian and an American carnivore bonded over a shared love of shoes, wine, and good storytelling. Leslie Carson lives in Ottawa, Canada, with her busy family and seems to spend more time at the hockey rink than outside of it. From her home near Portland, Oregon, B.B. Miller spends her days with family and friends in search of the perfect pear martini.
Their first novel in a four part series – Rock the Dream – is coming soon.
 

 

 

 

 
 

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Release Blitz & Excerpt – Fake Engagement, Real Temptation, Joya Ryan

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January 30, 2017 By

Title: Fake Engagement, Real Temptation

Author: Joya Ryan

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: January 30, 2017

Publisher: Entangled Brazen

Synopsis

Oh. My. God. Carrie Morgan can’t escape her cheating ex fiancé. She goes on her Hawaiian honeymoon fantasy vacation to prove she’s over him—but he’s there with his mistress in tow. Good thing Carrie’s annoyingly over-protective friend Blake came with her. How’s she going to prove to her ex she’s over him? Easy. One… Two… Three… She grabs Blake and kisses him.

Blake Harris isn’t about to let anyone take advantage of his heartbroken friend Carrie. And that includes himself, even if she’s sexy as sin in that bikini. Then she kisses him—and he’s on fire. Damage done, but he can back off. Except he sees that broken look in Carrie’s eyes. No. Hell no. New plan. He intends to show her ex just what he’s thrown away.

The kisses? For show. The heat? Part of the performance. The private practice sessions? Uh-oh. Those are starting to feel a bit too real…

 

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Excerpt

Carrie.

He hustled her direction, and it wasn’t until he got closer that he saw the massive pink suitcase she was fighting with was broken, and the fuzz in question was coming from her—as in the bottom piece of her dress, and she was next in line to drop off her bag.

“Jesus Christ,” he said, walking up to her. She looked up from the fight with her bag, blew a lock of hair out of her face, and scowled.

“What the hell are you doing here?” she asked. There was that sass. He’d take attitude over her tears any day.

“I could ask you the same thing,” he said.

She pointed at her suitcase. “Well, you’re the genius with the idea to go on my honeymoon alone, and since my arms get tired when I flap them longer than ten minutes, I have to take an airplane to Hawaii.”

He raised a brow, his blood igniting in that way that only Carrie could make it. That snarky tone made him want to spar with her. But he knew her well enough to know she was still hiding pain beneath the brazen attitude.

“I’m glad to see you found your sassy pants,” he said. “Maybe they’ll keep you warm under that dress.”

She rolled her eyes and Blake continued.

“I’m glad you’re going and I’m glad you’re having your adventure. But I was serious about needing a—”

“Spotter?” she cut in, using his term from earlier.

“Yes. Carrie, you going alone isn’t an option.”

“Well I’m a grown up and I’m not taking my brother. That’s weird and, oh right, I’m. A. Grown up!” she said slowly, like he was an idiot.

“Lane can’t make it,” he said frankly and watched her eyes go wide, the truth hitting her.

“Lane sent you,” she said with venom in her voice. “How did he even know I was here?”

“He didn’t, I did,” Blake corrected quickly. “After our talk and realizing you wouldn’t wait, I tracked you down here.”

“Oh right, the infamous tracker,” she said, and Blake wished she sounded more impressed. Not sure why that mattered. Maybe he could contemplate that if he wasn’t too busy staring down plump, tan skin, currently heaving out of the top of her dress.

My god she looked incredible.

But Carrie was clearly in a mood, and he couldn’t blame her. Last thing he should be doing is checking her out. Which he wasn’t. Because not only was she just left at the altar, but she was his best friends little sister. No way in hell was he thinking of her in any other way other than a lady to be protected.

Truth be told, he thought she’d be a crying mess of sad clown makeup but instead, she was huffing from the suitcase, making the tight, low cut of her dress dip even more, giving him yet another prime view of the most perfect cleavage he’d ever seen.

Kevin was an idiot to not show up for a woman like her.

Stop thinking that way, she’s your buddy’s sister.

“Well you found me,” she said exasperated. “So you can report back that I’m fine. Bye.”

“Sorry, little girl, can’t do that.”

About The Author

National and international bestselling author Joya Ryan is the author of more than a dozen adult and new-adult romance novels. Passionate about both cooking and dancing (despite not being too skilled at the latter), she loves traveling and seeking out new adventures. Visit her online at www.joyaryan.com.

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Release Blitz & Excerpt – Every Night Without You, Violet Duke

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January 27, 2017 By

Title: Every Night Without You (Caine & Addison, Bk 2 of 2)

Series: Unfinished Love

Author: Violet Duke

Publication Date: January 17, 2017

 

Blurb

Seven years.

Seven damn years of wondering whether the woman was still alive…whether she’d spent the last two thousand five hundred fifty-five days wondering if he was still alive.

Wondering whether that night was as burned into her memory as it was his.

Seven years having his heart tethered to Addison―and now she’s back. With even more reasons to run than she’d had then.

Only this time, Caine isn’t letting the gorgeous little flight risk out of his sight.

Regardless of how noble her reasons may be.

“Violet Duke is my go-to read when I just want to immerse myself in a captivating romance.” – NYT bestselling author J.S. Cooper

EVERY NIGHT WITHOUT YOU (Bk 2 of 2) takes place seven years after BEFORE THAT NIGHT (Bk 1 of 2), and is the conclusion of Caine & Addison’s story of love, sacrifice, and the lengths one will run―and chase―when their past threatens their future.

 

 

Excerpt

Copyright (c) 2017 Violet Duke

“Stop reading my mind,” she whispered.

“No.”

The softly growled word was the only warning she got before his arms snaked around her waist and pulled her to him. “There hasn’t been a single night since you left that I haven’t thought about the way you felt in my arms the first time I’d slept longer than a few hours in years.”

She gasped.

His eyes flared. “That right there—that’s why I’m never going to stop reading your thoughts, baby. No matter how well Alec taught you to hide, knowing that even now, after all this time, you still can’t hide all your feelings from me completely? That’s the one thing that’ll help me sleep tonight. It still won’t be for longer than an hour or two, but at least in that short time, I’ll have something to hold onto again.”

Tidal waves of emotion slammed into her, one after another, crashing through every last barrier she’d built around herself, stripping away every protective layer she’d hid behind for the last seven years. Until all that was left was her.

A low, harsh sound broke free from Caine.

Feelings and thoughts, fears and hopes—she bared it all to him.

For so long, she’d kept everything from everyone, herself included. Now, disarmed and defenseless, anyone with eyes could plainly see the one unmistakably distinguishable part of her that she’d had to work the hardest to hide.

Her heart. Which was still irrevocably tethered to the man standing before her.

“Go inside, Addison. Right now. While I’m still able to let you.”

Every cell in her body rebelled against the command.

“Please, honey. Don’t do that. Don’t flash that look at me. That stubborn rebel-in-stilettos sass will have you under me in your bed in two seconds flat.”

He groaned at whatever her eyes were telling him next.

To be fair, he started it with that panty-melting threat.

“Baby, you’re killing me.”

Right back at you.

He pushed open the door the rest of the way for her, one hand holding the top of the frame as if physically stopping himself from doing anything else.

For a while, the internal battles they each faced with themselves kept them both cemented where they stood.

But eventually, the growing torment and tension racking his entire frame made her back up a single step and clear the doorway.

“Lock the deadbolt.”

These overprotective demands just shouldn’t be this sexy.

She shut the door and laid her palm against it.

Knowing he was still out there, she confessed quietly to the wooden barricade between them, “That memory stayed with me, too. Even now, the only way I’m able to eventually fall asleep is to imagine your arms around me. Holding me. Keeping me safe.”

Loving me.

It was a full minute before she finally heard his heavy tactical boots walk away.

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About the Author

New York Times & USA Today bestselling author Violet Duke is a former professor of English Education who is ecstatic to now be on the other side of the page writing wickedly fun contemporary romance novels. When she’s not arguing with her story characters or feeding her book-a-day reading addiction, she enjoys tackling reno projects with her power tools while trying pretty much anything without reading the directions first and cooking ‘special edition’ dishes that laugh in the face of recipes. Violet lives in Hawai’i with her two cute kids and similarly adorable husband.

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Release Blitz & Excerpt – The Billionaire’s Package, Kyle Autumn

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January 25, 2017 By

Title: The Billionaire’s Package (Thirsty Thursday Series #1)

Author: Kyle Autumn

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: January 25, 2017

Synopsis

Shiree
One day, I’m doing my job and minding my own business…

Okay. Maybe sitting behind the desk of the richest, most powerful man in our city isn’t considered minding my own business. But I’m only here because I’m doing my job. That part is true.

I’m a package handler at National Express, and today, I have a package for Mr. Charles Masters, billionaire and CEO of Launchpad Systems, biggest tech company in the nation. And, when I’m caught red-handed getting a little too comfortable behind his desk, he looks at me like he wants me to handle his package.

It’s too bad he turns out to be a pompous caveman.

Except he’s an incredibly hot pompous caveman. And I can’t stop thinking about him.

I can’t wait to tell my girls about this at the next Thirsty Thursday…

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Chaz
The board of the company I built from the ground up doesn’t approve of the way I’m living my life. In fact, they don’t just disapprove—they want me to change.

Their plan is to throw me a fake engagement party to show the world I’m a changed “family man” now. And my right-hand man sends that plan spiraling out of control when he sends the local package delivery woman into my office.

It’s too bad she turns out to be so sensitive and unresponsive to my charm.

Except she’s incredibly sexy when she’s upset. And I have to make things right.

Maybe the board was right about this “family man” stuff after all…

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I head down the hall, and that man was right. I can’t miss the office door with Charles Masters, CEO in bold, white letters. When I knock, no one answers, so I let myself in to do as the man told me to do—leave it on the desk.

As I enter, I’m taken aback by the sheer modern, fancy vibe of the room. Everything’s sleek. Rounded corners. Black, white, and gray. Little splashes of red in the form of his mouse pad, a painting, and the marbles in a clear vase on his desk. The brown of the package barely fits in with the color scheme, but the delivered box seems at home on his desk.

Now that I’ve done my job, I should leave and get on with my day. Yes. Yes, I should do that.

But I don’t.

Curiosity wins out, and I walk behind the desk and sit in his chair—which isn’t a wingback chair, but I wouldn’t be surprised if it’s a one-of-a-kind. Maybe it’s my plain taste, but I’ve never seen anything like it.

Probably because I’ve never been in a situation like this. Surrounded by wealth, success, money. And that’s fine. Not having those things hasn’t diminished my happiness. I’m doing all right without them. My job is steady, I have amazing friends, and my heart isn’t broken.

That being said, I could be…happier.

But whatever. Everything happens for a reason, and good things come to those who wait. So I’ll keep waiting while everything keeps happening for reasons.

I lean back in Charles Masters’s chair. I don’t know what comes over me, but I put my feet up on the desk too, crossing my legs at my ankles. Then I clasp my hands in my lap and wonder if this is what it feels like to have the world at my fingertips. A smile crosses my lips as I can see how someone can get used to this.

And then a throat clears, which snaps me out of my reverie right quick.

I jump out of the chair. Mostly because I don’t want to lose my job if this incident gets back to my boss. Getting caught is one thing; getting fired is another.

“Can I help you?” Charles Masters himself asks me from the doorway of his office.

His suit is neat, pressed, and just as sleek as his office. Black pants, black jacket, white shirt, black tie. Crisp and clean.

And it makes him way sexier than I thought it would when I saw pictures of him in the news.

 

About The Author

Kyle Autumn is the author of sexy contemporary romances that will melt your heart and your panties. She also writes erotic short stories series that will likely melt your panties more than your heart. She loves chocolate and pajamas. Can’t be bothered to brush her hair most days. Can always be bothered to write her pants—er, pajama bottoms—off.

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Sales Blitz & Excerpt – Vein of Love, R. Scarlett

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January 23, 2017 By

Title: Vein Of Love (The Blackest Gold, #1)

Author: R. Scarlett

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Release Date: August 16, 2016

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Synopsis

Three centuries ago, Molly Darling’s ancestors signed a contract in blood—daemon blood—to protect themselves from harm. On the eve she turns nineteen, Molly leaves for her birthday party against her parent’s wishes, sick of their warnings about her “betrothal to a demon.”

Except that she’s very much betrothed, and he’s very much a demon—one who’s only agreed to the nuptials to steal Molly’s ancient daemon powers. Brash, arrogant, and built like a Greek god, Tensley Knight keeps showing up to save Molly from otherworldly attacks, only to insult her a moment later.

As Molly learns more about the demon world, she realizes two things: that her family’s safety depends on a successful marriage, while any chance of freedom she’ll ever have calls for Tensley’s demise.

Yet sometimes Molly spots a tortured soul beyond those liquid grey eyes, and there’s no denying the way her skin tingles when Tensley touches it. In Vein of Love, safety requires sacrifice, foe becomes lover, and one must decide whether to kiss…or to kill.

 

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Before Molly sat down, she rolled off her trench coat, and he groaned when he saw her dress. The black satin hugged her curves, flaring mid-thigh, and the sweetheart neckline plunged dangerously low, exposing her supple breasts; she was a walking threat to his every fucking cell.

He painfully cleared his throat, begging himself for composure, and angrily sat down, fingers restlessly tapping against his thigh. He readjusted himself beneath his pants.

Keep your distance. You’re dangerous to me.

All he had to do was remember his brother’s vicious face and heavy fist from years ago, all caused by that human seductress, and he collected any softness, any kindness in him and replaced it with an icy detachment.

 

About The Author

R. Scarlett

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R. Scarlett lives in a small quaint town in Southern Ontario, Canada and has an unhealthy obsession with mythology and romance.

From studying English literature and minoring in History, she loves losing herself in a good book and snuggling up to her Brittany Spaniel. When she’s not writing or plotting a delicious novel, she can be found hanging out with friends and family, going on long car rides, exploring small towns, or watching reruns of Sex and the City.

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Release Blitz & Excerpt – Cirque Act 2 (Cirque #2), Ashleigh Giannoccaro

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January 20, 2017 By

Title: Cirque Act 2 (Cirque #2)

Author: Ashleigh Giannoccaro

Genre: Dark Erotic Thriller

Release Date: January 20, 2017

Synopsis

Without my box I can’t be me
Kidnapped by a clown close to the sea
He’s torn inside where one equals two
One I hate, the other I love true

Secrets and lies become alibis
Sivan is damaged, it’s in his eyes
Riddles unravel when you know who masters
Now Imogene’s only home is Masters

An eye playing spy held me together
When I broke, he broke, two ends of frayed tether
We’re joined by the past like twin souls in hell
Innocent angels molested, and fell

I escaped it, but need to go back.
To love the man with his face painted black.
The circus is known for its eternal magic
Our tent of freedom is simply tragic.

Once a little girl fell, then she fell for me
I’m a fool, and she’s a fool for me
There’s a clown inside us all; a purpose
But this life, it’s all just a circus.

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Sivan
 
 

 

I squash the costumes, and bits I bought, into my car as best I can. The back window is completely blocked and I cannot see out of it at all. The clothing smells old and has that musty, almost stale smell, as if the sweat of the original owners is still in the fabric.

 

The pictures from his office have my mind spinning. He was part of my circus; he was there. That was his family’s circus. When I asked he just got upset and dismissed me, hurrying me to leave. I struck a nerve with him. I desperately want to know more, to ask him more, but risk losing him as a supplier.
 

 

My last task is shopping. We need food, toilet paper, and the other shit required to live on the fringes. I stop at the small coastal town nearest my new home and make my way around the few stores there. All I require are the basics, and a somewhat decent coffee. The folks in the stores eye me like the stranger I am, looking me up and down.

 

 
In a small grocer I gather fresh produce to cook with. A friendly girl behind the counter smiles and greets me; she doesn’t look at me like the older people have.
 

 

“Do you know where I can get a haircut in town?” I ask, while she bags my purchases into green plastic bags. She snickers and looks at me with a sweet smile.
 

 

“Two blocks up turn left, there’s a barber, but I think he’d shave it bald if you let him at that.” She eyes my messy long hair. “I wouldn’t cut it if I were you. Here.” She rolls a hair tie off her skinny wrist and hands it to me. “Just pull it back. The man-bun is all the rage nowadays.”
 

 

Giving a nod of thanks I pull my hair up into her pink elastic band and pay for the groceries. The final item on my list is done and I am relieved, ready to return to my own world and leave this charade of normal behind me.
 

 

“Thank you.” I smile as I grab the bags from the end of her counter.
 

 

“Pleasure, new guy in town.” She giggles and turns to help the purple haired old lady who has now ambled up to her cash register.

 

I leave the store feeling better. This day wasn’t what I hoped it to be, and the answers I wanted are now more questions. My heart is heavy with my mother’s confessions and Gavin’s betrayal. I am human and I feel just like they do.

 

 
Fuck me, this is all hurting me more than it should.
 

 

The short drive back home isn’t long and the hot afternoon sun is relentless on the car. Even with the AC on the sun burns me through the window.
 

 

Bouncing on the rutted dirt track I make my way to the tent, uneasiness making me check my mirrors and scan the surrounds. I feel as if I have been outed; that someone knows I am here now.
 

 

When I get out into the searing heat I look at the trailer where she is, and she is standing at my window staring out at me. She looks tired and dirty, broken and defeated. I hardly recognise my beautiful aerial dancer, but I recognise something else. Her eyes are as dead as the ones I watched through the window that summer, glassed over and devoid of emotion, as if the soul in them has perished and floated away with the wind.

 

 

 

About The Author
 
 
Bestselling Author Ashleigh Giannoccaro writes edgy dark romance and erotic horror, self published by choice she writes the stories others don’t dare. Currently residing in Johannesburg South Africa with her husband and two daughters Ashleigh enjoys writing stories that make you fall in love with the unlovable and leave you asking questions. When not writing she can be found with her kindle in a sunny spot reading or traveling with her family.
 
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Book Blitz – Forbidden Kisses, Sha Renée

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January 18, 2017 By

Title: Forbidden Kisses

Author: Sha Renée

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: December 2, 2016

Synopsis

Layla is an enlisted member of the US Navy. On a weekend trip, she meets and grows close to the perfect guy. Her world is turned upside down when she later discovers he’s a Navy lieutenant. Military regulations prohibit personal relationships between officers and enlisted personnel. Is Layla strong enough to walk away from the only man to hold her heart?

She’s everything Lieutenant Ethan Parker wants, and during his darkest moment, Layla was everything he needed. Learning that a relationship with her is forbidden catapults the decorated officer into a place darker than the one she helped pull him from. Ethan is forced to choose between the profession that means everything to him and the woman he’s waited his entire life for.

Can military regulations separate lovers destined to be together?

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LAYLA

When we arrived at the hotel, Ethan opened my door and took my hand. We rushed through the lobby, with me occasionally running a few steps to keep up with him. During an intense elevator ride, I leaned against the wall with him mere inches from my face, his hand planted adjacent to my head. Oh my God. He’s going to kiss me. I couldn’t stop staring at his lower lip, full and inviting.

He tucked a few strands of hair behind my ear and stroked my face with the backs of his fingers. “I can’t wait to taste you.” His piercing gaze shifted from my eyes to my lips.

I couldn’t remember my heart ever beating as savagely as it did at that moment. Ethan’s caresses made my insides dance, and I wanted more. Once the doors opened, he grabbed my hand, and flew down the hall with me trailing behind him.

“We just passed my door.” I giggled as he stopped abruptly, turned around, and backed me against the wall.

“Can I kiss you, Layla?” He didn’t waste any time. His body pressed against me. Hard. Seeking. Caging me with his muscular arm alongside my head. His beautiful eyes looked deep into mine, like there was something he wanted to communicate.

Everything about him aroused me—his velvety voice, masculine scent. My knees weakened when he looked at me as if he was hungry for me. And those lips. God, I wanted to—

“Please answer me.” His gravelly whisper broke my trance.

“Yes!”

Strong hands cupped my face as Ethan gently rubbed his lips back and forth against mine. Each slow caress made my heart beat faster and my body yearn for more. The skilled motion of his tongue flooded me with yearning as he leisurely licked my lips—the bottom, the top, and the bottom again. My lower lip slid willingly between his, as he sucked and playfully nipped. The more he teased, the more I wanted him. My hips moved reflexively, inching away from the wall until they became flush against Ethan. Firm hands moved from my face and settled on my ass, gently squeezing, pulling me closer. A sigh against his lips resulted in a moan into mine, and with a slow, sweeping motion of his tongue, he explored the depths of my mouth. My pulse raced and my heart pounded fiercely. I gripped his neck and pulled him deeper. Every cell in my body fed off the pleasure he infused. The sweet invasion of his tongue quickly became a hungry intrusion, like he needed me, and my urgency matched his. The slow grinding of his hardness against my softness saturated my body with a warm, wet ache for more.

“Ethan?” A whisper was all I could manage between heavy breaths.

“Hmm?” His groan against my neck produced a little vibration, a sensation which erased any hesitation I had about asking my next question.

“Do you want to come inside?”

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About The Author

Sha Renée is a native New Yorker who left home at the age of 17 to join the US Navy. She now lives in New Jersey where she creates stories on the pages where duty, honor and passion unite.

A true nature lover, Sha can often be found enjoying the outdoors with a camera in her hands.

In addition to photography, her passions include motorcycles, fast cars and laughing with family and friends, as well as connecting with her readers. When she’s not writing, Sha enjoys listening to music while drinking either a cup of hot coffee or a glass of chilled wine.

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