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SYNOPSIS:

Collins Drake exercises control over all facets of his life. From his business, to satisfying his physical needs … it all happens on his command.

So when a woman shows up at his door and reminds him of a promise they made each other when they were just ten years old, it shouldn’t have the ability to rock his entire world.

Yet it does.

Because Mia Monroe wasn’t just his childhood best friend, she wasn’t just the girl he lost his virginity to and hasn’t seen since, she’s the one exception to his perfect control. And piece by piece, she’s about to tear apart his carefully laid plans.

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About The Author:

Kendall Ryan is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of contemporary romance novels, including Hard to Love, Unravel Me, Resisting Her and When I Break.

She’s a sassy, yet polite Midwestern girl with a deep love of books, and a slight addiction to lipgloss. She lives in Minneapolis with her adorable husband and two baby sons, and enjoys hiking, being active, and reading.

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Filthy Beautiful Lies

**Warning: this book contains an addictively filthy alpha male who will dampen your panties and own your days and nights. Proceed at your own risk.** 

Meet Colton Drake

I have no idea why she auctioned off her virginity for a cool mill. Regardless, I’m now the proud new owner of a perfectly intact hymen. A lot of good that will do me. I have certain tastes, certain sexual proclivities. My cock is a bit more discriminatory than most. And training a virgin takes finesse and patience – both of which I lack.

Sophie Evans has been backed into a corner. With her sister’s life hanging in the balance, the only choice is to claw her way out, even if that means selling her virginity to the highest bidder at an exclusive erotic club. When Colton Drake takes her home, she quickly learns nothing is as it seems with this beautifully troubled man. Being with him poses challenges she never expected, and pushes her to want things she never anticipated.

A sinfully seductive erotic romance where everything has a price and the cost of love is the highest of all from New York Times & USA Today bestselling author, Kendall Ryan

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Filthy Beautiful Love:

Synopsis:

**Warning: this book contains an additively filthy alpha male who will dampen your panties and own your days and nights. Proceed at your own risk.**

Book 2 in the Filthy Beautiful Lies series.

I never expected to watch Sophie walk away. She was mine. I would own her. She just didn’t know it yet. New goal: Seal the deal and rock her world so thoroughly she never wanted to leave again.

Highly sexual and emotionally charged, Filthy Beautiful Love is the provocative conclusion to Filthy Beautiful Lies.

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Filthy Beautiful Lust

From New York Times & USA Today bestselling author, Kendall Ryan, comes the third book in the Filthy Beautiful Lies series.

Pace Drake loves sex. He knows where get it, what to say, what to do, and he makes no apologies for satisfying his needs. But when he meets single mom, Kylie Sloan, he’s enthralled by her, and begins to question his standard operating procedure. After all, there’s no chase, no mystery when banging a woman in a nightclub bathroom. Kylie’s depth and determination make the sloppy, drunken hookups that fill his weekends seem empty and shallow. She’s the opposite of the desperate, clingy women he’s used to. She doesn’t want or need anyone to take care of her and that only makes him want to care for her more.

Kylie’s trust in men has vanished. The last guy she was with played ding-dong-ditch-it with her uterus and left her with a baby to raise. Now her infant son is the only man she has time for, even if she misses sex and intimacy more than she’d ever admit. Opening her heart up to a younger man who’s best known for no-strings-attached sex and his casual lifestyle is probably the worst idea she’s ever had. But Pace wants to prove to her there are still a few good guys left, and watching the sweet way he interacts with her baby makes her want to try…but she can really trust that his days of hitting it and quitting it are in his past?

Filthy Beautiful Lust is the third book in the Filthy Beautiful Lies series, however it can be read as a standalone novel (no cliffhanger). To understand the full growth and development of the characters, it is recommended that you begin with book 1, Filthy Beautiful Lies.

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Easy Virtue by Mia Asher Blog Tour and Giveaway

Easy Virtue

by Mia Asher

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Are you ready for Blaire?

 

Blurb

Love is selfish…

My name is Blaire.

I’m the bad girl.

The other woman.

The one who never gets the guy in the end.

I’m the gold digger.

The bitch.

The one no one roots for.

The one you love to hate.

I hate myself too…

Everyone has a story. Are you ready for mine?

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Excerpt

With champagne and caviar inundating my every sense, I slither through the light wooden floors of theLila Acheson Wallace Wing in The Met. As I walk, I pretend to admire the expensive jewelry being showcased tonight by a famous designer whose name I can’t remember. A multicolored diamond butterfly sparkles to my left and a cobra made out of black stones glistens to my right. Rows upon rows of precious gems twinkle under the soft lights of the room, flooding the space between the walls with the glow of a thousand stars. Furtive glances. Secrets gossiped. Beauty criticized. Lofty music fills the atmosphere as the über rich mingle and pretend to like each other, yet you can almost taste their conceit and derision for one another in the air.

This is Walker’s world, and I love it.

Standing across the room, where the crowd is thinner and the music fainter, I spot Walker’s blond head in the corner of the room, talking to a group of his colleagues and their wives. He looks polished and worth every penny of his trust fund in his sleek black tuxedo, perfectly starched white shirt and black bowtie. His long golden hair parted to the side shines like the sun. He is truly flawless.

I smile because it’s hard to picture that this is the same guy who likes to snort coke off my tits as he fucks me while hardcore porn plays in the background. He looks untouchable and so cool, but his searching eyes, scanning the crowd for me give him up. He’s wondering where I am. He did tell me not to go too far, after all. Soon after we arrived at the party, I gave him some space to talk to his friends and do his thing while I did mine. I hate clingy people, so I avoid being one.

I grab a third flute of champagne from a passing waiter, and try to decide which of the different displays to check out first when my eyes land on a spectacular piece of jewelry. On a bed of black silk, similar to my hair color, lies an extravagant necklace made of diamonds and rubies—a small heaven within one’s reach as long as you can afford the price.

I bridge the space between the glass protecting the necklace and me until it’s within my reach, fighting the urge to touch the cool surface. As if under a spell, I observe how the rows of diamonds embedded in platinum form leaves and thorns. At its center is a rose made out of red diamonds almost as big as my palm.

I feel someone walk up and stand next to me, but I don’t give him or her a second thought as I continue to admire the way the light hits the gems, making them shine.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?”

His voice is smooth and commanding, dripping absolute power. I keep my eyes locked on the display. Call it sixth sense, but somehow I know that under no circumstance should I make eye contact with the stranger who speaks like the ruler of the world.

“Yes,” I say simply.

“I wonder how much it is?” the man asks.

“I don’t think it matters … I highly doubt anyone can afford it.”

He chuckles, and the sound is more delicious than his voice. Lusher. “Oh, but I can.”

I smile at his self-assurance. I love cocky assholes. “I still doubt it.”

“You shouldn’t. I only speak the truth,” he retorts coolly. His voice is nonchalant yet his words leave no room for disbelief—a demand and a statement all in one.

Suddenly, the noises of the room become distant. People talking and laughing amongst friends and the orchestra playing all fade away until all I hear is him speaking.

And at this moment, that is all that matters.

“The truth is very subjective, sir.”

“The truth may be subjective but money isn’t. Money can buy anything.”

His answer is like an electroshock, jumpstarting my brain from a champagne-induced haze. My pulse begins to accelerate, excitement making it hard to take a deep breath. Don’t look at him … don’t.

“Oh really,” I say, my voice dripping with sarcasm. He’s right, though.

“Of course. I believe everything,” he pauses, “and everyone has a price.”

Curiosity winning the battle against curiosity, I turn to face him, and what a fucking big mistake that is. When our eyes meet, I feel incapacitated of all sense and movement. The sight of him takes my breath away. This man gives the term “lust at first sight” a whole new meaning.

In my short twenty-three years, I’ve been with extremely handsome men, perfect even, but to classify the man standing next to me in any kind of category would be a disservice to him, and not really fair to the others. Longish, light brown hair wildly framing his face, vacant eyes the color of dollar bills, a slightly crooked nose, and a mouth that begs to be buried deep within your thighs. His beauty is as harsh as it is stunningly perfect. Dressed in a simple black tuxedo and unbuttoned white shirt, the man exudes innate virility and grace, reminding me of a black panther stalking his prey. And just like a panther, it’s the pure raw and powerful energy emanating from within him that I find most attractive. Because just by standing next to him, I get the sense that his word is always the last spoken and his wishes the first ones to be fulfilled. He doesn’t ask, he demands. He doesn’t hope, he expects.

He’s quiet for a moment; his uncanny eyes hold me captive as though they are baring my soul to him and I hate it. I tighten my hold on the crystal flute. I want to look away, but I can’t. The way he’s staring at me makes me want to squirm.

“I wonder … do you have one?” he asks softly before turning to examine the piece of jewelry once more.

“A what?” I ask, momentarily stunned.

He smiles. “A price.”

“For the right amount … I just might,” I say quietly, my heart beating so fast it feels as though it wants out of my chest. As soon as the words leave my mouth, there’s no shock coursing down my body, no rolling waves of shame pulling me down for having said that to a complete stranger—nothing.

And why should there be? I am who I am.

I’m staring at his profile, waiting for him to acknowledge my answer, when a breeze of cool air floats past us, making me shiver. About to chase the goose bumps on my arm with my hand, I watch as he slowly turns to look at me, catching me staring at him. Time stands still as I watch him raise his large tanned hand and touch my bare shoulder, his fingertips lightly grazing the temporary small bumps covering it. Then he smiles as if he knows that my skin is tingling from his scalding touch, and looks away.

“I thought so.”

We remain standing next to each other for another minute or so, the distance between us almost nonexistent. It would be so easy to reach out and hold his hand. The sound of an incoming call breaks the silence, bringing us back to reality.

He takes his cell phone out of the inner pocket of his tuxedo jacket and ignores the call after noting the name of the caller. He lifts his gaze to meet my own.

“Sorry about that.”

“It’s okay. I should go … I’m here with someone,” I reply, not really wanting to leave him just yet.

“Yes, that’s probably a good idea.”

I frown. He didn’t have to be quite so blunt. The stranger extends a hand toward me, holding something in his fingers.

“Here … ”

I open my hand as I feel the edges of what I assume is his business card poke the skin of my palm. “What’s this?” I ask stupidly.

“My business card, of course.”

“Obviously … but why?”

He smiles, but it doesn’t reach his eyes. “Let’s just say that I’m an interested buyer.”

And then he’s gone.

He turns and walks away from me, disappearing into a sea of colorful gowns and black suits. As the sounds of the party infiltrate my ears once more, I lower my gaze to stare at the simple cream-colored card in my hand. Its simplistic and elegant design draws attention to the name printed in bold black letters on the paper.

Lawrence Rothschild.

I smile and let my fingertips trail his name. It depends on what you’re willing to pay, Mr. Rothschild.

Published by Mia Asher

Copyright © 2013 by Mia Asher

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About the Author:

Mia Asher

My name is Mia Asher.

I’m a writer, a hopeless romantic, a wanderer, a dreamer, a cynic, and a believer. And, oh yes…I might be a bit crazy – but who isn’t?

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Synopsis

Love is selfish…

My name is Blaire.
I’m the bad girl.
The other woman.
The one who never gets the guy in the end.

I’m the gold digger.
The bitch.
The one no one roots for.
The one you love to hate.

I hate myself too…

Everyone has a story. Are you ready for mine?

Review

Wow.  Just freaking wow.  I cannot possibly tell you all the ways that I love this book.  Let me start with the gorgeous cover.  It really is dark and scintillating; just like the book and I am so in love with it.  I love Mia’s writing.  It has a dark undertone and is so damn erotic.  Whew.  This book blew me away.

Blaire is a really interesting heroine.  She is a bitch and unfeeling for the most part but once I understood her background and childhood, I found myself sympathizing with her and really wanting her to make better decisions for herself.

“Blaire won’t be bullied by the cool kids in school.  This Blaire won’t be ignored.”

But of course, she doesn’t.  ;).  Blaire has meaningless sex with rich men and in return gets money.  Lots of it.  It also makes her feel powerful to use men for what they can give her.  She loves that men want her.

“They want me.  They want to touch me, grope me, feel me … they want to screw me.  And it feels good to be wanted … so good.  It makes me feel powerful, like a potent drug spreading inside your bloodstream, I want more.”

But then Blaire meets Ronan and is kind of a game changer for her.  He is not rich.  Not powerful.  He can’t really offer her anything but his love and Blaire really wants to bask in it.

“But Ronan makes me want to let my hair down and dance in the rain.”

God, I loved Ronan so much.  He is sweet, kind, and giving; a family man.  Combine all that with his gorgeousness and how alpha he is and he is a deadly combination.

“Oh, Ronan, how you make my heart glow.”

But Ronan has competition.  A lot of it.  Blaire is set against be weakened by love and Lawrence with all his money and power enters the picture making for a sexy and sultry love triangle to rival all love triangles.

“Do you pray, Lawrence?” 

“I don’t.  You?”

“I used to until I realized God is deaf.  Now every time I kneel, it isn’t to pray.”

Lord, this book left on a HUGE cliffy.  I am dying to find out what happens next.  Does Blaire continue to be a gold digging bitch or does she find a heart?  Who does she choose and why?  I have no idea how she is going to pick.  Both of these men are beast between the sheets!  I cannot wait to find out!

~Amie

 

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Enforce by Rachel Van Dyken Review Tour and Giveaway

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RELEASE DAY: Dec 18

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SYNOPSIS:

There’s two sides to every story…

And ours? Isn’t pretty…

Then again, what’s pretty about the mafia?

Trace Rooks, that’s what.

But she only wants one of us, and I’ll kill him before I let him have her.

The only problem?

We’re cousins.

And she may just be our long lost enemy.

Whoever said college was hard, clearly didn’t attend Eagle Elite University.

Welcome to hell also known as the Mafia where blood is thicker than life, and to keep yours? Well, keep your friends close, and your enemies?

Even closer…

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EXCERPT:

Chase :
I grabbed the girl’s arm and practically dragged her down the hall. The rest of the students followed because, hey, who doesn’t like a free show? Hell, it wasn’t like I was going to hurt the girl. I didn’t hit girls. That wasn’t my specialty. I would never hit a girl unless I had no choice, my life or hers.
“So…” I gently pushed her away. “…what’s your name?”
“B-Brit.” She wrapped her arms around her stomach.
“How old are you, Brit?”
“Twenty.”
“Major?” I sighed, shoving my hands in my pockets while it went deathly silent around me.
Her blue eyes flickered with uncertainty; she tucked a piece of red hair behind her shoulder. “Business.”
“Father’s name?”
People whistled.
She pressed her lips together.
“Father’s name? Don’t make me ask again, Brit.”
“Arnold.”
“Ah…” I snapped my fingers. “Ben Arnold, Independent. Was elected into the House of Representatives a few years back. Loves to golf, has a dog named… Henry and a goldfish named Stu. Cheated on his wife of twenty years with a stripper and was caught embezzling money from the State of Iowa but wasn’t penalized or taken to prison. Good ol’ Ben.” I chuckled. “Loves his little girl. I mean, he really does. After all, that was his plea, “Don’t do this to my family.” I sighed. “It’s just too bad.”
“Wh-what?” Brit gasped, tears streaming down her face. “What do you mean?”
“Prison… is not for the faint of heart.” I sighed. “Do you understand what I’m saying to you?”
Brit shook her head.
I pulled out my cell and dangled it in front of her face. “One phone call from me and your father will be behind bars so fast you won’t even get to say goodbye. One phone call, Brit, and I suck every possible future from your pathetic life. You’ll be lucky to be working as a prostitute once I’m finished with you. Because let’s face it, even prostitutes need to have some class, am I right?”
People around me started whispering.
“So here’s what’s going to happen…” I cleared my throat and approached her until she could feel the heat from my body. “You talk to Trace again? I make that phone call. You talk about her, and I hear about it from one of your ugly friends? I make the phone call. Daddy goes to prison, all the family money gets taken, and, just because I love making people suffer that much, I tell the freaking world about your mother’s little… problem. Got me?”
Her lips trembled as tears cascaded down her puffy cheeks.
“Great.” I smiled and turned. “Anyone else want to tempt fate today, or are we good?”
Nobody spoke.
“Awesome. Then go back to class, make good choices, don’t do drugs, and— Go Eagles!”
I sent Nixon a quick text to let him know the situation had been dealt with, though I was kind of irritated at him. He’d been the hero while I’d had to take care of the dirty work. It was what I did, but for the first time… ever, I wanted to be Nixon. I wanted to be the guy who took care of business, not the second-in-command.

About Rachel Van Dyken:

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Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When she’s not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor.
She keeps her home in Idaho with her Husband and their snoring Boxer, Sir Winston Churchill. She loves to hear from readers! You can follow her writing journey at www.rachelvandykenauthor.com.

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SERIES Buy Links:

Elite:

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Elect:

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Entice:

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Enforce by Rachel Van Dyken Review

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Synopsis

There’s two sides to every story…

And ours?
Isn’t pretty… Then again,
what’s pretty about the mafia?
Trace Rooks, that’s what.
But she only wants one of us, and I’ll kill him before I let him have her.
The only problem ?
We’re cousins .
And she may just be our long lost enemy.
Whoever said college was hard, clearly didn’t attend Eagle Elite University.
Welcome to hell also known as the Mafia where blood is thicker than life, and to keep
yours?
Well, keep your friends close, and your enemies?
Even closer…

Review

“But every possible outcome ended with either her death or her in danger. Weirdly, I didn’t want someone like her at Eagle Elite. She didn’t belong in my world. She deserved a picket fence. A husband.”

HOLY HIS POV GREATNESS!!!! I have to admit to normally cringing at his POV books for many reasons. Often I feel like I am reading the same story with a few extra scenes and I prefer that if I am going to get both POVs it is at the same time within a dual POV book! But damn listening to Nixon as well as Chase, Phoenix and Tex tell me their side of this complicated and entrancing story really did it for me this time. I might have even liked it better than the original (I dunno it’s close!)

“I wanted to claim her, possess her, make her scream – not with fear but utter ecstasy. I had no idea who she was, but she made me want. And that was the problem.”

Now I will say this will be much more enjoyable if you have read Elite but I do believe you could read this as a standalone. While you do get scenes from all 4 main Elite men, Enforce mostly revolves around Nixon with a heavy dosing of Chase. If you have read Elite then you know that the two of them are involved in a love triangle of sorts with Trace the new scholarship student at Eagle Elite Academy. I say of sorts because Nixon is not what one would say is nice to Trace, fiercely protective, YES, Nice? Not so much! But damn if he doesn’t have his own reasons.

“You have no idea . . . how much I want you.”

Knowing what a life with him would entail, Nixon pushes past his urges and instincts to CLAIM HER and trust her at his second in command and best friend/cousin, Chase. Oh have I mentioned that this is a amazing Mafia series (for those unaware) based in a college with a sexy sexy sexy man at the realm of the family. Damn so much going on and yet I constantly crave more!

“Nixon! You have to promise me that if we live through this – and that’s a giant if, considering we’re literally trapped between two death machines – you have to take my virginity. Take it!”

The amazing thing about Rachel’s writing is that she knows how to inject just the right amount of sexiness even without sex into a story to get you worked up and how much humor she can put in without distracting from the seriousness of the situations that are going on. To do all that so effortlessly is an skill few authors have.

“Things were calm. Too calm. And in my line of work, calm could only mean one thing. A storm was coming . . . fast.”

Oh the angst . . . Oh the drama! I never knew I could get so wrapped up in the lives of the up and coming mafia bosses. As much as this is a love story it is a drama too! Was is brewing and blood is shed. You will never want to put the book down because at Eagle Elite Academy there is always something happening and it is almost never a good thing!

“Damn it, Trace, I’m the one that doesn’t deserve you. The messed up part is I know it, but I want you anyway.”

I cannot recommend this series to both NA and Crime Drama lovers enough. If you haven’t started it yet please give it a shot I don’t think you will be let down!

~Miranda

 

It’s Just Love, Not A Time Bomb by Dawn Martens Blog Tour

 

 

Title: It’s Just Love, Not A Time Bomb

Author: Dawn Martens

Release Date: December 1, 2014

 

When Jordan moves in with his friend’s cousin, he thinks things will be easy. Yeah, screw that. The woman is a pain in his ass from the start, giving him whiplash with her hot and cold act. Still, Jordan can’t help wanting Alix—even if he does spend half the time trying to decide if he wants to kiss her senseless or choke her.

 

For Alix, men are worthless jerks. She’s made a vow to steer clear of relationships, but the moment Jordan pushes his way into her life, her vow is shot all to hell. Every attempt at avoiding the cocky bastard ends in tangled sheets and Alix wanting to kill the man. But she wants him, more than she cares to admit.

 

Will this jaded couple give into their feelings? After all, it’s Just Love, Not a Time bomb.

 

This book is a Romantic Comedy, but still should not be read by those under 18.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dawn Martens is a young, spunky Canadian Author, who is known for her best-selling “Renegade Sons MC” series that she co-authored with Author Emily Minton. But she started her journey co-authoring the series “Resisting Love”.

Being a wife to Colin, and a mother to three beautiful little girls (Sarah (2007), Grace (2010), and Ava (2014)) hasn’t stopped this Canadian Firecracker from pursuing her dreams of becoming a writer!

She has also co-authored The Love Song Series; on top of serving as a mentor and support system for many Authors in the Indie community over the past few years.

Dawn’s number one passion in life is the written word, and she’s extremely thankful that she has to ability to share the ramblings from the characters inside of her head with the rest of the world!

She also may or may not have the biggest girl crush on Author Kristen Ashley, who is her personal idol and helped inspire Dawn in the beginning of her Indie career.

 

 

Mistake by K. Webster Blog Tour with Excerpt and Giveaway

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Mistake

by K Webster

Breaking the Rules Series #4

Publication Date: November 24, 2014

Genres: Erotica, Romance

Blog Tour: Mistake by K Webster

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Synopsis

***Mistake is book four in the Breaking the Rules series, but can be read as a standalone.***

Opal Redding has led a life full of mistakes. She left home at an early age to pursue a dream and follow her sister to the big city. Unfortunately, that dream turned into a nightmare when she landed in the clutches of the evilest and vilest of men.

Luckily, she escaped.

Now, four years later, Opal has buckled down and focused on never making mistakes that hurt her or those around her ever again. She went after her college degree and the sexy investment banker, Trent Sutton.

For four long years, she cultivated their friendship in hopes of, one day, running off into the sunset with her prince.

As graduation nears, Trent finally notices her as a desirable woman and not just a friend. All of her hard work is finally paying off. The white picket fence and two point five kids are within her grasp.

Until she meets him.

Thad Sutton lives in the shadow of his brother. Fresh out of rehab with a hopeful outlook on life, Thad meets Opal and is drawn to her more than any drug ever could. But is she toxic to his recovery?

When Opal is faced with a decision between two brothers, the right choice and the awful choice, she finds her resolve to have a perfect life begin to falter.

Will she choose the right path? Or will she make the biggest mistake of her life?

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Excerpt

“Mom, this is my friend, Opal,” Trent introduces.  This time, I actually do wince at his chosen word for our relationship.

“Lovely to meet you, Coral,” she replies coolly, a smirk tugging at her lips.

In this moment, I realize the woman has decided that she doesn’t like me.  I could almost scream in frustration.  Four years of trying to make something happen with Trent only for his mother to hate me for no fucking reason.

“It’s Opal, and it’s nice to meet you as well, Dr. Sutton,” I speak evenly.  I meet her glare this time.  Just as Bray fought for Olive, I’ll fight for Trent and our white picket fence.

Mr. Sutton stands and makes his way over to us. “I’m Trent Senior, but everyone just calls me TS.”  He smiles warmly and stretches out his hand in greeting.

I relax a bit and shake his hand. “Nice to meet you, sir,” I politely reply.

“Well, Trent, won’t you and your friend join us in the dining room,” Dr. Sutton instructs snootily, choosing to emphasize the word friend.

We all begin to leave the parlor for the dining room when a deep voice speaks up behind me.

“So, Trent, if she’s just a friend, you won’t mind me asking her out, will you?” the velvety voice questions.

Trent and I both whirl around to see an extremely good-looking man standing in the doorway with arms crossed.  He’s wearing an unbuttoned dress shirt over a Nine Inch Nails T-shirt and has paired it with what looks like the holiest pair of jeans he could find.  The black Doc Martens on his feet complete the badass, doesn’t-fit-in-the-perfect-home appearance.

“You’re back,” Trent growls at him.  He seems angry at this man’s sudden appearance.  By the looks of it, he must be his brother.

Against my mind’s wishes, my eyes hungrily take in the man’s appearance.  He seems out of place standing in the doorway of the pristine parlor.  His hair is styled in a ‘just fucked’ sort of way, which makes my hands twitch at my sides with the need to run my fingers through it.  Amused, green eyes peer back at me, clearly catching me eyeballing him.  I try to look away, but I can’t until I’ve looked over every inch of him.

“You know you missed me, big brother,” the man teases, but there is a hint of something in his tone.  Bitterness? Anger? Sadness?

“Opal, this is Thaddeus.  Thaddeus, this is—” Trent attempts to introduce us, but his brother interrupts him.

“I know, Trent.  That’s your friend, Opal,” he replies and meets his brother’s glare with one of his own.

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About K Webster

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I love my husband of 11 years and sweet kids. My passions include reading, writing, graphic design, and shopping! I absolutely love social media and the power of how it connects people all over the world. You can usually find me easily on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Pinterest, and Goodreads!

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Title: TIGHT

Author: Alessandra Torre

Genre: Erotic Romance

Cover Design: Judi Perkins

Photography Credit: Maksim Gorbunov

Release Date: Early 2015

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I was happy in my small town. In my life as a single, thirty-two year old woman. I had a good job, wonderful friends, my independence.

I also hadn’t been laid in three years. Hadn’t been on a date in two. Had stopped counting calories and wearing makeup… a while ago.

Then Brett Jacobs waltzed in. Caressed my thigh, dug rough fingers into my hair, lowered his soft mouth to my skin, took sexual control of my mind and stirred it all around with what he packed in his pants. He flipped my quiet life upside down and crawled into a place in my heart I thought was dead.

The issues?

His secret.

Her.

The fact that I don’t even know she exists, and he thinks she’s dead.

Everything is about to hit the fan and I can’t hold on to him tight enough.

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A New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestselling Author, Alessandra Torre has written seven novels, four of which became #1 Erotic Bestsellers.

Her first book, Blindfolded Innocence, became a breakout hit, rising to the top of the charts on Kindle and Amazon where it attracted the interest of major publishing houses and garnered Torre her first print deal with Harlequin HQN. Less than twelve months later, Torre signed a second print deal, this time with Redhook (Hachette) for her erotic thriller The Girl in 6E.

From her home near the warm waters of the Emerald Coast in Florida, she devotes several hours each day to various writing projects and interacting with her fans on Facebook, Twitter and Pinterest. Happily married and with one son, she loves watching SEC football games, horseback riding, reading and watching movies.

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Title: My Beloved (Thin Love novella, #1.5)

Author: Eden Butler

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: December 8, 2014

Synopsis

 

Keira Riley was the girl Kona Hale loved first, the woman he wants to love last. They’ve battled addiction, forgiven betrayal and healed from heartache, coming through it all bruised but hopeful that their future will be limitless.

 

Kona Hale was a blinding flame that Keira Riley gladly burned inside—his touch, his kiss, his overwhelming love, all made her dizzy, desperate and desired, made her believe in a love worth bleeding for, a love that ignites the heart with an unquenchable flame. But when you fall in love with an NFL darling who can’t seem to let go of the spotlight, sometimes even that flame can be gutted by the buffeting winds of opportunity, can be lost behind the brilliant flash of fame.

 

As Keira and Kona get caught up in plans for an extravagant march down the aisle, the hard won sanctuary they’ve found in each other’s arms begins to erode. Will they be able to see through all the beckoning glitz and glamour to what they have worked so hard to build together, or will their love be lost in the spotlight?

 

MY BELOVED is a novella set prior to the THIN LOVE epilogue.

 

My Beloved – Excerpt

 

His lips were full, that tongue so hot against her skin and Keira didn’t stop his attentions, even though they’d decided to stay hands off until after the wedding. “Kona, what are you doing?”

 

“Can’t you figure it out, baby?”

 

His voice vibrated against Keira’s neck and she closed her eyes, feeling her nipples harden when Kona pulled her earlobe between his teeth. “I thought…thought we were going to wait,” she said, unable to keep her eyes from fluttering. Kona moved his hand up her ribs, rested it just under her breast so his thumb could flick against her nipple. So he could pinch it between his fingers. “Oh God,” she moaned.

 

Kona didn’t remove his mouth from her neck as he picked Keira up and walked through the room to lay her on the bed. The look he gave her was primal, needy, his chest moving as he took in long, deep breaths. He looked down at Keira like he wanted to devour her. Just that look had her wet, had her laying back with her nails moving under the hem of her dress, showing Kona just a peek of her black thong. She smiled at his gruff growl. “The anticipation…”

 

“Fuck the anticipation.” He ripped off his jacket, popped the buttons on his shirt before he fell on top of her, threading his grip in her hair and pushing up her dress with his free hand. “Every time with you, Wildcat, every single time I taste you, feel you, is like the first time.” His fingers felt hot, left fire in their wake as Kona danced them up her thigh, right at the thin seam of her thong, releasing a breathy whine against her collarbone. “I don’t need anticipation. I’ve got plenty of it already. Every time, baby, I anticipate feeling how soft you are.” Kona’s fingernail slid under the black silk and he rubbed his knuckle against the soft skin between Keira’s legs. She stopped breathing, waiting for where he’d touch her next.

 

“I always need you. I always anticipate how you’ll feel around me, wanting your tight, warm pussy milking me dry.” One smooth movement and Kona had her thong off and his hand slid down, separating her wet lips. Kona pressed his thumb against her clit, rolling it until Keira’s back arched, then slipped two fingers inside of her, rubbing the walls of her core, kneading his knuckle right over that spot that never failed to leave Keira panting. Kona groaned, returned his mouth to her neck, moving his teeth, his tongue, over her pulse as he continued to move his fingers inside her. Keira let her head fall back, lost as the sensation Kona’s tongue and mouth and long, strong fingers shot through her body. Instinctively, Keira squeezed against his fingers, her hips moving in small circles as his movements increased. “Yes, baby, just like that. Squeeze me hard, stroke me with those tight muscles, love me from the inside. That’s what I always anticipate, Wildcat. That’s what you always give me.”

 

Keira’s sharp gasp surprised her, but not her purring when Kona went deeper. She grabbed his shoulders, pulling him down fully on top of her, her breath coming out in short pants against his lips. “Kona. Oh bebe, please fuck me.”

 

His only response was a low, needy growl and the lightening quick speed of his hands on Keira’s body, desperate, eager as he pulled her dress off.

 

“Don’t…rip…rip it.”

 

“Fuck that dress. That dress can go straight to hell.” He leaned up, hurried to strip himself bare before he was on top of Keira again, opening her up to him with his hands pressing down on the inside of her thighs. “That dress was in my way.”

 

 

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Eden Butler is an editor and writer of New Adult Romance and SciFi and Fantasy novels and the nine-times great-granddaughter of an honest-to-God English pirate. This could explain her affinity for rule breaking and rum. Her debut novel, a New Adult, Contemporary (no cliffie) Romance, “Chasing Serenity” launched in October 2013 and quickly became an Amazon bestseller.

 

When she’s not writing or wondering about her possibly Jack Sparrowesque ancestor, Eden edits, reads and spends way too much time watching rugby, Doctor Who and New Orleans Saints football. 

 

She is currently imprisoned under teenage rule alongside her husband in southeast Louisiana. 

 

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