Jun 02

Wrong by L.P. Lovell and Stevie J. Cole Release Blitz and Giveaway

 

 

 

Title: Wrong

Authors: LP Lovell & Stevie J. Cole

 Release Date: June 2, 2015

 

Blurb

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My life was everything I wanted it to be. It was mapped out and planned. I wanted it all, the career, the right husband, the white picket fence and kids. Until he was thrust into my world, ripping me from it. My carefully planned life shattered, proving to be nothing more than a cheap illusion, and now I’m living in this twisted form of hell, where enemies and friends are one and the same. I thought I wanted perfection. Now I don’t know what I want – perhaps not even my own freedom.

Jude

I define wrong. I thrive on the corrupted greed of others, on their trivial hope, and their false optimism. I am the bookie, and the bookie always wins. For those whose hopes far outweigh the depths of their pockets, well, let’s just say paying with your life is not just a figure of speech.

I have always been in control, until suddenly I’m not any more. The day one of my collectors dragged her into my office as payment on a debt, I should have killed them both right there, but I didn’t. Now she threatens my control, threatens everything I’ve built, and yet I still can’t kill her. Why can’t I kill her?

By the time I’m done with her, she may pray for death.

Everything is not always as it seems. Lust, blood, lies…Nothing this wrong should feel so right.

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LP Lovell

 

Lauren Lovell is an indie author from England. She suffers from a total lack of brain to mouth filter and is the friend you have to explain before you introduce her to anyone, and apologise for afterwards.


She’s a self-confessed shameless pervert, who may be suffering from slight peen envy.

LP Lovell’s She Who Dares series are all international best sellers.

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Stevie J. Cole

 

I love writing (obvious since I’m on here, right?) I don’t have a specific genre – I just write whatever story manifests itself inside my brain.

Writing is like therapy. There is nothing else that I can lose myself in the way I can a story. It amazes me that words can take you away from reality and leave you in a dazed state once you’ve finished.

Aside from writing, I love sloths and mythology. I kind of have a thing for vampires, because let’s face it, something about the fact that they fight the urge to bite your neck and drain the life from you is rather sexy. I have an irrational fear of the zombie apocalypse. I honestly cannot imagine a more horrifying way to go than by being ripped to shreds by a mass of mumbling, decaying, and oozing corpses with clicking teeth. Ugh! I just shuddered typing it.

Now the boring basics: I’m married with two wonderful children. I grew up in the south listening to a ton of grunge rock. Me and my sister have an obsession with going to concerts and getting front and center. We often fight over who can get the most swag from the band. I have an unhealthy obsession with Russell Brand’s mind, and the smell of crayons is the most soothing smell there is.

I hope if you read my work that you will enjoy it. After all, writing is the most amazing magic trick of all… it puts the reader in the mind of the writer (kind of creepy if you think about it). It’s scary inside my brain, watch out!

I hope you love my little worlds as much as I do.

Xx- Stevie J

 

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Jun 02

Identity Crisis by Rochelle Paige Cover Reveal

 

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**COVER REVEAL**

Identity Crisis by Rochelle Paige

Will be featured in the July issue of Glamour Magazine UK

Release Date June 24th

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25587281-identity-crisis

Giveaway: http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/4b07f8246/?

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A reclusive author…

Delia Sinclair is desperate to hit a looming deadline. With only two weeks to go before her manuscript is due, she heads to a remote cabin in the Smoky
Mountains with no internet or cell service.

An ex-military security specialist…

Blaine West is halfway around the world when he gets a frantic message from his childhood sweetheart. She needs to lay low for awhile so he puts her in
touch with someone who can help her until he can get back to town.

A dead body…

When Blaine arrives at the hotel where they were supposed to meet, he learns the body of a local author was discovered that morning but there’s no sign of
his old flame.

And a case of mistaken identity…

Delia returns home completely unaware that the police believe she’s been murdered. With Delia alive and his ex still missing, Blaine has the skills and
connections to find out exactly what happened and keep Delia safe.

Lead to a passion that burns out of control.

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Jun 02

Forever A Jett Girl by Meghan Quinn Blog Tour

 

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The words I live my life by, the three keys to my success, the foundation I built my entire empire on and now Goldie holds them all in the palm of her hands.

She once was a Jett Girl, a piece of me, a safety net I grew to depend on.

She once was mine…heart, body and soul.

But now she’s gone.

I fell for a girl I should have left alone. I let her consume my life, control my feelings and own every aspect of my being. I tried to keep her, to make her see what she was doing to me, to clue her in that breathing was impossible without her around.

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Once she started commuting for an hour and twenty minutes every day to work for three years, she began to have conversations play in her head, real life, deep male voices and dainty lady coos kind of conversations. Perturbed and confused, she decided to either see a therapist about the hot and steamy voices running through her head or start writing them down. She decided to go with the cheaper option and started writing… enter her first novel, Caught Looking.

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Jun 02

Hunter by Rie Warren Release Blitz and Giveaway

Title: Hunter

Series: Bad Boys of Retribution MC #1

Author: Rie Warren

Genre: Contemp Erotic Romance

Release Date: June 2, 2015

From the world of Carolina Bad Boys! Hunter Sexton is too hot to handle..

Hunter:

My call-sign is GHOST. My roadname, too. I keep my head down, stay off the grid, fly under the radar. I’m the rough, gruff, good guy who does bad things for pay.

JB is my most recent mistake. The MC babe is innocence wrapped up in a rockin’ body. Don’t get me wrong, she has a wicked side, too. She’s kickass in bed, when we make it that far. But she’s the ultimate wholesome good girl, and I don’t want to dirty her up.

Hey, no one said life was all fun and games, right?

JB:

Good girl? I prefer to think of myself as a rebellious hellion. I live my life like I ride my bike: carefree, in your face, and full throttle. My soft side? Well, that’s reserved for my job.

I’m not looking for love, and I certainly don’t need any relationship complications. Too bad complicated is the only way Hunter comes.

He’s a quiet, deadly storm. He prowls. He hunts me. He wants me. He’s sexy, sinful . . . secretive. Hunter will turn my life inside out no thanks to his dangerous past about to come back and bite us both in the ass.

Who’s gonna save us now?

Warning: Graphic sex, graphic action, graphic language. Triple X caution.

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Stalking to her, I kept my gaze locked on

hers. “Enough sightseeing.” I returned the photo to its place.

“Something else you want to see?” Wide

innocent eyes the color of a night sky delved into mine.

“Yeah. You. Naked.” On my bed.

I lead her upstairs without another word

spoken. In my bedroom, I switched on a small light because I was not about to

waste this opportunity. Our lips crashed together, and hers were warm and

pliable, her tongue motherfucking acrobatic as it danced and dived around mine.

For a moment, we tasted each other outside of our mouths, lips held open,

tongues touching, and it was so hot I broke away with a groan.

“I need . . .”

“What do you need, baby?” JB’s voice had

lowered to a dirty gritty lusty tone.

My cock lay at an awkward angle inside the

constricting jeans. I popped open the top buttons, worked my hand inside, and

straightened myself. The wet engorged tip kissed my stomach, stretching beyond

the waist of my jeans. “Needed some breathing room.”

“Show me.”

I arched an eyebrow.

“If your cock’s so hard because of me you

can’t fit in your jeans anymore, I deserve to see what I’m getting.”

Far be it for me to argue. I drew my shirt

off and tossed it aside.

My cock needed no coercion making an

appearance. Another couple inches pulsed out of the opening, splitting the

denim wide.

“Good lord,” JB gasped. “You’ve got girth.”

My shoulders shook with a laugh. “Girth?”

“Holy shit, yeah. You’re . . . um”—she pulled her top lip through her

teeth, leaving it shiny and still lipstick red—“thick as my wrist. See?”

She lined up her hand with my shaft butting

out of the jeans. My thighs tensed at the touch of her skin against mine. I

glanced down then slammed my eyes shut. She wasn’t wrong.

“Oh my God.” Her hands flew to my chest,

and I looked at her through half-slit eyes.

Her touch ignited the fire racing to my

nads. “What?”

“Chest hair, too. Sexy.” She tweaked my

flat brown nipples and I shuddered hard.

I was a man, yeah I had chest hair, a black

smattering across my pecs that formed a straight line down my abs and beyond.

She seemed to approve, rubbing her cheek

against the light pelt then attaching her hot moist mouth to my skin, on the

move to my stomach.

“Not so fast.” I pulled her up. “Fair’s

fair. Top off.”

Crossing both arms at the hem, she winked

before pulling the longsleeve up and off. Encased in a sheer black bra, her

tits bounced, and her nipples were dark, coin-sized, pebbled. As I’d imagined,

hoped, fantasized, she had tiny dots of freckles on her shoulders and across

the high, full, creamy mounds.

Pulling her to my chest, I looked down her

back. Those tempting butterfly tats increased in size the lower they were inked

on her spine until the largest—bright blue, violet, and black—decorated her

skin just above the dimples of her ass.

Finding what I was looking for, I snapped

open the clasp of her bra. I hooked one strap then the other off her shoulders.

When I pushed JB a step back, the bra fell to floor.

I ran my hands from the flair of her hips

to the indent of her waist, over her ribs and up to her breasts. Cupping the

twin mounds of so-soft flesh, I watched her plum-colored  nipples peek between my fingers.

“Gorgeous.” I bent, kissing one nub with a

lingering suck then the other. I crouched even farther, trailing the tip of my

tongue from her belly button and up through her deep cleavage. “Freckles,” I

moaned. “I love your freckles.”

I tongued all the little dots I could find,

palming her generous tits, scraping my thumbs across her nipples.

She raked her fingers through my hair

before tugging on it. “My turn to see more.”

I stared at her breasts, frowning. “For a

small woman, you sure are bossy.”

JB cupped her tits, pinching her nipples.

“Small?” 

 

“You’ve got a beautiful cock, Hunter.”

Oh dear God!

“Gonna suck it so good now.”

She slid her lips up one side of my shaft then the other. I watched, out

of my head horny.

When her saliva mixed with my precome, she smacked her lips against the

engorged purple head. She sucked on me, just to the rim and back.

“Is this what you wanted?” JB looked up with big innocent eyes. “Want to

feel dirty with me?”

I held her face between my hands and drove up into her mouth.

After that first touch, I let her blow me how she wanted. My toes curled.

My back bowed. I pulled the bottom sheet clear off the bed and struggled to

hold back.

She came up for a breather with a smile, holding my cock in her hand. She

stroked me, looking at the bulge of veins that stood in relief when she

squeezed tighter.

“Can’t get you all the way inside, but maybe you’ll like this.” She

flipped her hair forward and wrapped the silky strands around the base of my

cock.

She went back to sucking and kissing my tip, stroking my length with her

hair. The thought of the smell of my cock on her hair pulled a loud shout from

me.

My balls drew up, turned hard, and almost traveled inside my body, my

release was so imminent. But Jessica released me, blowing a hot soft stream of

breath along my shaft.

“Fuck,” I growled. “Please. Need to come.”

She skimmed her teeth along the helmet of my head, and gently bit down.

My head knocked back.

“My big tough man likes that?” She bit me again. “You like it a little

rough?”

The pain was just enough to heighten my senses, the soft lips afterward

mind-blowingly intense. “God, Jessica . . . what you do to me should be

illegal.” 

 

An hour later, I slid onto my motorcycle.

Helmet in hand, I ramped the Deus Grievous Angel to life.

JB materialized next to me, huddling inside

her padded leather jacket. “Sorry about before. Rayce has issues.”

“And where’s your bodyguard now?”

“I don’t need one.” She unfolded her arms,

and her jacket gaped open at her chest. She took my helmet from my hands and

slung it onto the handlebar.

“Beg to differ.” She definitely needed

protection from me.

JB made the first move, I’d testify to that

shit in court. She leaned over me and licked her lips. Then my hands were in

her hair, burrowing deeper, and I dragged her to my mouth. She straddled me

when I lifted her onto my lap. The moist touch of her tongue parted my lips.

I groaned, opening up to her talented

lunges, following the sleek kisses into her mouth where our tongues collided. I

wanted to thrust down her throat with my cock. Rip her pants apart and fuck her

until she screamed. Take her on my motorcycle and spray my come all over her

body. The intensity of my reaction steered all coherent thought from my head.

The soul-searing kiss lit me up inside. I

wanted more.

Bad move. One of my worst. I’d regret it

later. Right now I’d savor the way JB moaned, riding my thigh, getting off on

me.

I wanted to have this for one more minute.

I

wanted her.

I couldn’t have her. I shouldn’t stain her.

My soul wasn’t even intact.

With a growl, I pushed her off me. I

steadied her with a hand on her hip as she found her footing.

“What’s your

problem?” JB frowned, her lips swollen from my kisses.

“I can’t. Not with you. Not like this.” I

wouldn’t meet her eyes.

“Damn right you can’t. I’m too good for

you.” She zipped her jacket all the way to the chin.

Nothing hotter than a woman with an

attitude who knew what she wanted, but I couldn’t take advantage.

“Exactly.” I throttled my raging black bike,

shouting over the roar of pipes, “We agree. Never gonna happen.”

Peeling out of the parking lot, I glanced

back one last time. Big mistake. JB stood under the halo of a streetlight with

one stiff middle finger raised in my direction. And I wanted her even more.

Not

gonna happen.

Only one good thing had come out of my life, and I had

nothing left to give. 

 

 

 

 

Rie is the badass, sassafras author of Sugar Daddy and the Don’t Tell series–a breakthrough trilogy that crosses traditional publishing boundaries beginning with In His Command. Her latest endeavors include the Carolina Bad Boys, a fun, hot, and southern-sexy series.

A Yankee transplant who has traveled the world, Rie started out a writer—causing her college professor to blush over her erotic poetry without one ounce of shame. Not much has changed. She swapped pen for paintbrushes and followed her other love during her twenties. From art school to marriage to children and many a wild and wonderful journey in between, Rie has come home to her calling. Her work has been called edgy, daring, and some of the sexiest smut around.

You can connect with Rie via the social media hangouts listed on her website https://www.riewarren.com. She is represented by Saritza Hernandez, Corvisiero Literary Agency. http://www.corvisieroagency.com/Saritza_Hernandez.html

 

 

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Hunter by Rie Warren Review

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From the world of Carolina Bad Boys! Hunter Sexton is too hot to handle . . .

Hunter:
My call-sign is GHOST. My roadname, too. I keep my head down, stay off the grid, fly under the radar. I’m the rough, gruff, good guy who does bad things for pay. 

JB is my most recent mistake. The MC babe is innocence wrapped up in a rockin’ body. Don’t get me wrong, she has a wicked side, too. She’s kickass in bed, when we make it that far. But she’s the ultimate wholesome good girl, and I don’t want to dirty her up. 

Hey, no one said life was all fun and games, right?

JB:
Good girl? I prefer to think of myself as a rebellious hellion. I live my life like I ride my bike: carefree, in your face, and full throttle. My soft side? Well, that’s reserved for my job. 

I’m not looking for love, and I certainly don’t need any relationship complications. Too bad complicated is the only way Hunter comes. 

He’s a quiet, deadly storm. He prowls. He hunts me. He wants me. He’s sexy, sinful . . . secretive. Hunter will turn my life inside out no thanks to his dangerous past about to come back and bite us both in the ass. 

Who’s gonna save us now?

Warning: Graphic sex, graphic action, graphic language. Triple X caution.

Review

Hunter Sexton…he’s not what he seems. Some think he is with the MC, others the police but one thing for sure is he is a ghost. When a JB, a hot young woman, walks into the MC he is hypnotised immediately with her looks and attitude. But can he afford to have another person close to him? Especially when his past catches up to him?

“Chicks did not get to me, not anymore. I was thirty-one goddamn years old—and a hell of a lot older if you counted my kills—yet I’d never reacted to a woman like this before. Immediately. Intensely. And probably destructively.”

A new, hot, dangerous and sexy MC story which seemed different to the others out there as everything isn’t as simple as it seems. Hunter and JB were hot together and easy to like and the plot keeps you on your toes throughout.

“Getting involved with the girl could mean one of two things: A trip to prison if she was as underage as she looked and as her nickname implied. Jailbait indeed. Or a trip to heaven because she was nothing if not sex in the flesh.”

Hunter was not only sexy and dangerous, he is also sweet and caring. He’s job, his MC personality scream danger and mysterious but the way he cares for those close to him, also show you a kind, caring and tender side to him! JB or Jessica is feisty, strong, independent and a woman I easily liked which is sometimes hard in MC novels. She wasn’t weak and didn’t let anyone walk over her but she also gave everything to Hunter.

“I wanted her. I couldn’t have her. I shouldn’t stain her. My soul wasn’t even intact.”

The plot was fast, exciting, intense and hot hot hot!! There is something for every MC lover or those who love a fast paced novel. The sex scenes were hot and the suspense was just right! I was intrigued throughout and was never sure what way it was going to go. My only complaint is that something the monologue seemed a bit monotone so the emotions didn’t always come across and I would have liked the drama at the end to have been dragged out a little bit more because I was really enjoying it and wanting more!

“We didn’t fall asleep. We didn’t talk much either. Hands were too busy touching, reaffirming. Hearts were too busy filling with the rapid burst of unexpected love. Wounds of the past were mending, but there was a new one.”

~Bethany

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Jun 02

Dismantled by Yara Greathouse Blog Tour and Giveaway

Title: Dismantled

Series: Girls On Top Series

Author: Yara Greathouse

Genre: Romantic Suspense

Release Date: May 18, 2015

Cover Designa: Rebecca Berto of Berto Designs

Photography: Erin Dawn Photography

What happens when a stranger takes everything from you in the blink of an eye? When your life goes from perfection to hell and you aren’t sure if you want to climb out of the hole you’re in or dig down deeper?

Events from Traxx Maxwell’s past prevent him from getting into serious relationships and he likes it that way. One unexpected day, hell breaks loose. “The Incident” happens. Traxx is forced to watch something that no one should ever see. He starts to fall into a person that no one recognizes. There is darkness moving within him – he is broken inside.

While she’s waiting for Traxx to quit his slutty ways and really notice her, Ciara Collins is dating other guys and having fun. One unexpected day “The Incident” takes over Traxx’s life. While he tries to push everyone away, Ciara refuses to retreat. Can she help him put his fractured life back together or will he have to remain this shattered shell, completely dismantled?

And just when life seems somewhat bearable, the creepers who have been quietly observing and enjoying Traxx’s suffering, have decided to take everything away from him – once and for all.

This is a story about how the unexpected can make someone’s life fall into pieces, and how unconditional love and friendship can help those who are dismantled become whole again.

 

 

 

I’m still waiting for him to say something…

anything. So many emotions cross his face in a matter of seconds. Happy.

Confused. Sadness. I don’t know what to say. Perhaps I need to say nothing at

all. In the stillness, our eyes do all the silent talking. Our chests move with

heavy breathing and desire pours out through our pores. It’s unmistakable. The

question is what are we going to do about it? The seconds feel like hours while

we weigh each other’s options.

Finally, Traxx man-ups the situation, and he slowly

takes a couple of steps until he invades all my senses. So close that I can

feel his body heat, and the clean scent of his cologne becomes a part of the

air I breathe. I look at him, my high heeled shoes giving me a closer look to

his masculine face. His jaw is tense. His eyes intense. It’s a lot more than I

can take. He’s everywhere and nowhere all at once. I want to grab a hold of

him, and I want to turn around and walk away. Too many feelings…too much. I

want it all. With shaky fingers I place a hand on his chest. I’m unsure if I

should push or pull, so I leave it still instead. He is rock solid and soft at

the same time, if that’s even possible. His heat burns my hand, but I won’t

move it. It’s the best burn I’ve ever had.

The heat moves through that hand and comes into me

– inside of me, moving throughout my body and filling in my empty heart. One of

his hands comes up to cover the one I have on his chest, and as I turn my head

to look at the Traxx sandwich my hand’s caught in between, his other hand lifts

up, and grabs my hair, moving it behind my shoulder. His hand caresses my

shoulder, then my collarbone, never leaving my skin, until it finally wraps

around the side of my neck and with his thumb, he gently rubs the outline of my

jaw. Back and forth. And again – back and forth. It’s a beautiful feeling. It’s

excruciating. I catch myself looking into his eyes and then my eyes move so I

can stare at his lips.

“Ciara, you are breathtakingly beautiful.”

I realize I can’t talk and then something similar

to a whimper escapes my lips. I recover quickly by clearing my throat and

whispering, “Thank you.” The time lingers on. I wish I could pull him inside my

place and into my room. Keep him there, allowing myself to be selfish. There

are so many things I want to do to this man that even eternity wouldn’t be

enough time. I also need to try and decipher these feelings I have for him. To

show him someone cares and that he is worth it. His eyes say so much and

nothing at all.

Raising my chin with his fingers, Traxx whispers,

“It’s time to go.”

“Is it really… time?”

“Yes, it is. We may have to finish… this… another

day. Don’t you think?”

“Agreed. We really have to work on…this.”

He kisses the top of my hand and steps away from

me, back into the receiving hall, waiting for me to lock the door. I turn

around and he smiles and extends his hand towards me. I hold on to it and

follow him to the truck. The thought occurs to me that I would follow this man

anywhere he needed me.

 

 

 

Yara Greathouse likes to write contemporary romance dashed with elements of suspense. She grew up in Dominican Republic, moved to the Unites States at the age of 17 and served in the US Army. Always an animated storyteller, she finally gave into her friends’ requests for her to write. Her first series, “Girls On Top” is about strong female lead characters and the sexy alpha males who love them.

She currently resides in Texas, but calls Georgia her “home” state. She lives with her husband, has two boys, a dog (Hank) and a cat (Mollie) who acts like a spoiled child. Her days are dedicated to a job she loves as a Business Analyst, and during her free time she writes, takes care of her family, and indulges on her love of reading, cooking and travel. She loves to hear from readers, bloggers and other authors. You can find her at:

Email: YaraWrites@hotmail.com

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Jun 01

Working With Heat by Anne Calhoun Review

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Synopsis

For now, Milla Jackson is an American in London, but she’s also been an American in Paris, Rome, Prague and more. She’s working hard to combine her love of travel and growing social media presence into a career, even involving her followers in her (somewhat dismal) dating life. When the combustible heat between her and her best bloke, Charlie, explodes, she’s unprepared for the secrecy of “friends with benefits.” Charlie’s an artist who’s already been burned by one woman who used social media against him. He’s determined to keep his hands on the glass he works with–and off the irresistible Milla, who’s sure to share every detail with her followers. Will their best intentions survive a secret relationship? Or will the heat transform their fling into something that can overcome Milla’s fear of permanency and Charlie’s reluctance to trust again?

Review

Working With Heat by Anne Calhoun is my first read from this author and overall I am intrigued and interested in checking out more of her work. Sexy and a fast read I was excited about the fact that the book takes place in England and follows a girl who blogs about her travels. A big fan of books where I get to feel like I am traveling along with the characters I was excited about this but would have loved more from Milla’s travels and blog. With this being a short novella there was not enough time to delve into all I would have loved to get more into all those aspects but that being said this was still a fun and sexy read.

Milla lives in the public, sharing her whole life with her blog’s followers as she lives abroad and explores all over the world. She even goes as far as letting her followers choose her next blind date and posting about the results of those disastrous dates. Charlie is closed off a reclusive artist who hides from the public and is content to stay in the shadows. When these two friends finally give into their attractions they find that while their bodies mesh perfectly their lifestyles do not.

Overall, this was a fun and fast friends to lovers story with a dash of angst and a sprinkle of humor. I look forward to trying out more of Anne’s work in the future and would love to have even more of Milla and Charlie’s story!

~miranda

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Jun 01

No Limit by L.P. Dover Release Blitz and Giveaway

Title: No Limits

Series: Armed and Dangerous #1

Author: L.P. Dover

Genre: NA Romance

Release Date: June 1, 2015

Murder. Lies. Betrayal.

I deal with those things every day. My name is Jason Avery, one of the best undercover agents in the country. I have yet to fail on a mission, which is why I’ve been sent to Vegas. Countless women have been abducted, tortured, only to show up dead in the middle of the night. It’s my job to find out which sick fuck is responsible. Unfortunately, every lead sends me to a dead end; at least, until Aylee McFadden shows up at my door.

Aylee is a stubborn, headstrong FBI agent and also one of the sexiest women I’ve ever seen with a gun. In joining me, it gives us the leverage we need to get on the inside. She fights me at every turn, but soon realizes there’s more to me than tattoos and a dirty mouth. I can’t get enough of her. Now that we’re in the game, we’re one step closer to solving the crime. However, gambling with money isn’t what the big boys want. They want the one thing I’m not willing to give.

It’s a no limit game, and if I back down I lose everything. I will lose her.

New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author, L.P. Dover, is a southern belle residing in North Carolina along with her husband and two beautiful girls. Before she even began her literary journey she worked in Periodontics enjoying the wonderment of dental surgeries.

Not only does she love to write, but she loves to play tennis, go on mountain hikes, white water rafting, and you can’t forget the passion for singing. Her two number one fans expect a concert each and every night before bedtime and those songs usually consist of Christmas carols.

Aside from being a wife and mother, L.P. Dover has written over fifteen novels including her Forever Fae series, the Second Chances series, the Gloves Off series, and her standalone novel, Love, Lies, and Deception. Her favorite genre to read is romantic suspense and she also loves writing it. However, if she had to choose a setting to live in it would have to be with her faeries in the Land of the Fae.

L.P. Dover is represented by Marisa Corvisiero of Corvisiero Literary Agency.

 

 

 

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Jun 01

Getting Played by Mia Storm Blog Tour and Excerpt

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Getting Played: RELEASE DAY: MAY 28, 2015

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Rules of the game:

1) Never underestimate your opponent

2) Avoid personal fouls

3) Score early and often

4) Play or get played

Coach Marcus Leon has always played by the rules…until he meets Addaline Grace, the seventeen-year-old senior transfer on his Oak Crest High water polo team. Addie changes all the rules, mostly because she doesn’t play any games. But as off limits as she is, the more Marcus discovers about Addie, the more he finds himself…and the more he questions whether Addie might just be worth risking everything for.

For Addie, water polo is anger management. She’s driven and focused because it keeps her mind off other things…like the fact she destroyed her family. Her game plan is to keep her head down and graduate so she can leave her father and the crappy town he dragged her to in her wake. But when what starts as friendly completion with Marcus turns into more than a game, Addie has to decide if she’s willing to face down her demons…and possibly ruin the man she may or may not be falling in love with in the process.

What happens when the only thing you need is the one thing you can’t have?

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com

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Check out our 4 smooches review HERE.

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About the Author:

Mia Storm is a hopeless romantic who is always searching for her happy ending. Sometimes she’s forced to make one up. When that happens, she’s thrilled to be able to share those stories with her readers. She lives in California and spends much of her time in the sun with a book in one hand and a mug of black coffee in the other, or hiking the trails in Yosemite. Connect with her online at MiaStormAuthor.blogspot.com , on Twitter at @MiaStormAuthor, and on Facebook at www.facebook.com/MiaStormAuthor

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GETTING DIRTY

Dirty

A poem by Blaire Leon

If sex is dirty, why would I do it with someone I love?

If sex is dirty, then didn’t we all come from the dirt?

What if I like the dirt?

What if I want to get dirty?

What if I want to roll in the mud until I’m so fucking filthy that I’ll never be clean again?

When twenty-five-year-old graduate assistant Caiden Brenner asked Blaire Leon how old she was, she said she was a senior. He chose to believe she meant in college. They connect over Lord Byron’s Don Juan and, as their conversations become increasingly thicker with sexual innuendo, Caiden finds himself obsessing over a totally off-limits undergrad who’s bold, beautiful, brilliant, and one of the most passionate poets he’s ever met.

But it turns out Blaire hasn’t been totally honest. She’s the seventeen-year-old valedictorian of her high school class, taking courses at Sierra State while awaiting her acceptance to Stanford.

Will Caiden get too deeply into Blaire to back away before he finds out the truth? Or will their connection be enough to seduce him into risking his entire future on Jail Bait?

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25000053-getting-dirty

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EXCERPT

His spicy scent wraps me in a cocoon of bliss and I stop thinking. I know this because when a shard of coherent thought pierces the bubble, I find my lips are on his. I don’t even know how they got there. Not only that, but I have a death grip around his neck. In my shock, the reflex is to let him go…but then I realize he’s kissing me back. His kiss feels like liquid fire burning through me. A low moan vibrates between us, and somewhere in the back of my mind I know it’s mine. The rumble deep in his chest that answers my moan feeds my hunger for him.

One of his hands grips my arm hard, just below my shoulder. But it’s the other one that has my attention, sliding slowly down my hip until it rests on my ass. He drags me over him so I’m straddling his lap as he tilts his head and deepens our kiss, and the hard bulge in his swim trunks presses against sensitive spot between my legs. I feel him from the tingle in my scalp to the curl of my toes. And when he moans into my mouth, the sound vibrates my bones.

I lose myself in the feeling of his hot, hard body pressed up the front of mine; his dark scruff scratching my face; his wet, warm tongue invading my mouth and taking possession of me; the frenetic beat of our hearts, each matching the other’s.

Time stops. There’s this excruciatingly intense moment where we exist in a vacuum, just Marcus and me. My senses dull and sharpen at the same time as the world fades out and everything Marcus is doing to me is amplified by the electricity flowing between us.

I totally lose myself in the flood of sensations I’ve never experienced before. When I come to my senses a few seconds later, Marcus has set me on the cement and is staggering to his feet, his eyes wide and his head shaking an adamant no. But the bulge in the front of his swim trunks puts the lie to the denial in is body language.

“I was…that was…” He bumps into the starting block and it seems to jar him back to his senses. “I’m sorry. I don’t know why I did that.”

I gain my feet. “It’s okay.”

God. I’m a moron. It was so much more than okay.

He must see something in my eyes, because his soften again. “Addie…” He trails off with a slow shake of his head before taking a deep breath and starting again. “You are this incredible…” He trails off again and swallows. “…girl. You’re a girl. I have to keep reminding myself of that, because every time I look at you I see this gorgeous, sexy, amazing woman.”

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Jun 01

Getting Played by Mia Storm Review

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4 Smooches!

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Synopsis

Rules of the game:
1) Never underestimate your opponent
2) Avoid personal fouls
3) Score early and often
4) Play or get played

Coach Marcus Leon has always played by the rules…until he meets Addaline Grace, the seventeen-year-old senior transfer on his Oak Crest High water polo team. Addie changes all the rules, mostly because she doesn’t play any games. But as off limits as she is, the more Marcus discovers about Addie, the more he finds himself…and the more he questions whether Addie Grace might just be worth risking everything for.

For Addie, water polo is anger management. She’s driven and focused because it keeps her mind off other things…like the fact she destroyed her family. Her game plan is to keep her head down and graduate so she can leave her father and the crappy town he dragged her to in her wake. But when what starts as friendly completion with Marcus turns into more than a game, Addie has to decided if she’s willing to face down her demons…and possibly ruin the man she may or may not be falling in love with in the process.

What happens when the only thing you need is the one thing you can’t have?

Review

Getting Played is book two of the Jail Bait series. I highly recommend reading book one (Getting Dirty) just so you can understand the characters that come in and out through the book. 

If you love a good teacher/student romance, then you’ll really like this coach/student one! This book is just what the dr ordered for my latest book funk! Addie and Marcus both have their struggles in life. But I felt more for Addie. She was practically on her own since her dad is a drunk. The only way she could escape her world was by swimming. She could block out the world with each stroke in the pool. But that’s until she has an encounter with her hot water polo coach. Marcus Leon has to take the job of water polo coach after he was looked past on a job he wanted. Trying to make ends meet, Marcus makes time to work at his father’s gym. It’s just until he could find another teaching job. He also finds refuge in swimming when the world gets to be too much. The chemistry between these two is undeniable. Every teacher/student romance has that element of getting caught. Yet, I liked how the author took a different approach. I enjoyed the writing style of Ms. Storm. I couldn’t predict the outcome of the story. Oh and a crazy secret surprised me! I look forward to reading more of Mia Storm! 4 smooches for Getting Played!
~Sarah

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