The Passions of Honor by Lorraine Britt Release Blitz

Synopsis
Army Special Forces Senior Sergeant Eli Stevens is married to his childhood sweetheart, Katherine. She is his princess, his world. He is her first and only love, her best friend, her everything. They finally have what they’ve always dreamed of…a baby on the way.
But this happy news comes on the eve of Eli and his best friend Sergeant William Bradshaw’s deployment for a special mission… A mission that Eli knows in his heart will be his last.
Before Eli’s premonition comes true he tells William to watch over his family, to be a father to his child, to love Katherine. William reluctantly agrees, moving into the Stevens home to take care of Katherine. The longer he is there the more she depends on him. But she holds William emotionally at a distance, scared of the feelings he stirs inside her. And despite fighting against it he falls in love with Katherine and the child, even though feels he is betraying his friend.
Can they find their way through the nightmares to give in to what is between them? Or will the past come back to haunt William in more ways than one?
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I took the envelope from her, my brows furrowed in confusion. I flipped it over and gasped, my name scrawled over the front of the thick envelope in Eli’s unmistakable handwriting. I stared at it for the longest time before looking down at Katherine. I wasn’t sure I should open it in front of her or not. I had no idea what I would find when I did.

“I don’t know what this is, Katherine. Believe me. I have no clue,” I said softly, shaking my head.

She nodded softly as she stood. She started to speak but then stopped, turning back to return to her bedroom to get ready to go. I flipped the envelope over in my hands, running my calloused finger over the handwriting.

“What the hell, Eli?” I whispered. “How in the hell?”

I slid my index finger beneath the flap of the large envelope, opening it. With shaking fingers I pulled the contents of the envelope free. Two additional envelopes appeared, along with a thick stick of folded papers. I turned the envelopes over, running my fingers over the lettering of Eli’s heavy handwriting.

One addressed to “My only child” and the other to “My beloved Katherine”. I started to call out to her but something made me hold back. Instead I unfolded the stack of papers, assuming it was a letter to me.

My suspicions were confirmed when I saw “William” scrawled across the top of the paper in Eli’s signature style. I looked up to see if Katherine was on her way back into the room. I only heard sounds coming from her bedroom so I tucked the other two envelopes in my suit jacket pocket and leaned back in the chair. I ran my hand through my hair, taking a deep breath before working my way through the letter.

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Lorraine Britt is a fourth generation Native Texan who is also immensely proud of her Louisiana heritage and solid Southern roots. As an enthusiastic lover of the written word, inspiration struck Lorraine and she began to bubble over with her own ideas. Grasping hold of her lifelong dreams, it wasn’t long before she was putting pen to paper and letting her fingers fly over a keyboard to bring her own characters to life. When she isn’t busy scribbling notes for her next idea you might find her whipping up delicious creations in the kitchen or putting miles on her car on road trip adventures. Lorraine is equally passionate about music, movies and sports. You’ll no doubt find these familiar themes woven throughout her books. Lorraine and her family currently make their home in northeast Texas.



 

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Title: The Exception

Author: Adriana Locke

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Day: September 18th 2014

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Synopsis:

They say there is an exception to every rule… Jada Stanley is starting over, refusing to repeat her past mistakes. Everything is going great until she meets Cane Alexander. He is gorgeous, cocky, and everything she needs to avoid. Cane lives within a set of carefully constructed guidelines to ensure his life remains uncomplicated. When he sets his eyes on Jada, all of his rules are called into question. As their worlds become intertwined, they find it impossible to stay away from each other. Will they be able to maintain the rules they’ve created to protect their hearts? Or will they make an exception?

 

Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22700018-the-exception?from_search=true

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Excerpt:

Prologue

 

CANE

If I close my eyes, maybe she’ll disappear.

“That was amazing. So good, Cane.”

Maybe not.

The woman nestled against me, her hand draping across my body. She stroked my skin, the intimacy of the action curling my stomach.

I switched on the bedside lamp, letting my eyes adjust to the bright light. Glancing at the clock, I pushed her hand away.

It’s not too late. She can still go home.

Sitting up, I swung my legs over the side of the bed; my body groaned in response. I stretched my arms overhead in an attempt to work some life back into my exhausted muscles.

This girl was a decent choice for a last minute decision. Memories of her contorted in a variety of wicked ways, screaming my name, made my dick harden again.

“Do you want me to get us something to eat?” she asked.

Her nails grazed down my back and I moved out of her reach. Her touch, like her voice, was more annoying than I remembered it being a few hours earlier.

That’s because you just dumped a load.

I twisted around. Her blonde hair was spread across my pillows, black makeup smeared across her face. A part of me wanted to tell her she looked like hell, but a bigger part of me didn’t care enough to point it out. I just needed her gone.

She rolled onto her back, cheap perfume wafting through the air. She pulled the sheets tight around her body.

I’m going to have to do laundry. Hell, I’ll probably just have to burn the sheets to get rid of that smell.

“I was thinking I would grab us some hamburgers. I could pick up some things for breakfast while I’m out.”

I cringed at the implications saturating her voice. “You’re going to need to tone that shit down.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Look, I have things to do tonight.” Her face was familiar but her name—not so much.

“Oh, that’s fine. I can just wait here while you do what you need to do.” She flashed me her biggest smile and settled back into the sheets, looking way too comfortable in my bed.

“No. You’re going to need to get up, get dressed, and go home.” I massaged my temples with my fingertips, a migraine inching its way into my skull.

For fuck’s sake! Why isn’t this ever as easy as they make it out to be? Maybe I should get them to sign some shit, a ‘This is a Fuck and Only a Fuck’ disclaimer or something.

“I really have no plans for tomorrow, Cane.” She licked her lips, still swollen from moments before.

“We discussed this. We fuck. You leave. You know this.”

She had the nerve to look hurt.

“I didn’t think you were going to say that once we were done.”

“It was amazing. It is always amazing with me.” I flashed her a grin and literally watched her swoon.

That never gets old.

“Look, I don’t do this ‘sex and a sandwich’ thing, but that is not a newsflash.”

“But …”

“Why does it feel like we’ve been here before?” Frustration took over and I took a deep breath, trying to keep myself calm. All I needed was a hot little body to dump my stress into for a little while and I had made no illusions otherwise. She agreed to this before she followed me home.

Why does it have to be complicated now? I ran my fingers through my short blond hair, scrubbing my scalp in annoyance.

“When I was here a few months ago, we had lunch, too. Remember? We sat out on the patio.”

Remember her face. Do not triple dip this one.

“You don’t understand how this works.”  I glanced at her reclining against my pillows and fought hard to not sound as brusque as I felt. “I have a bunch of shit to do. You really need to go.”

She sighed dramatically as she got up and found her jeans on the floor. I watched her ass jiggle as she pulled them on slowly, undoubtedly for my benefit.

It worked.

I had to restrain myself from grabbing her and fucking her one more time, just for good measure.

That is only going to make getting her out of here even harder and she simply isn’t good enough to waste any more time on.

Instead, I sat and enjoyed the show. She turned to face me as she pulled her shirt over her head, her eyes never leaving mine. She tucked her bra in her purse.

With a final glance over her shoulder, presumably to give me time to change my mind, she was gone.

And I was alone again—just the way I liked it.

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Adriana Locke lives and breathes books. After years of slightly obsessive relationships with the flawed bad boys created by other authors, Adriana has created her own. The Exception is Adriana’s debut novel and will be released on September 18th. Adriana lives in the Midwest with her family. She spends a large amount of time playing with her kids, drinking coffee, and cooking. Her favorite things include sunshine, candy, and random quotes. Please contact Adriana at www.adrianalocke.com. She loves to hear from readers.

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The Closer To You Series by A.L. Jackson Promo Tour

Aleena Moore is content with her life. She has goals and dreams and an easy smile. She also has a secret she holds locked inside.

Jared Holt believes he doesn’t deserve to love or be loved. He destroys everything he touches. Haunted by the mistake that shattered his life, he’s fled from the memory of that pain.

Jared doesn’t know why he’s compelled to return, but finds himself drawn back to the place where it all began. The exact place where it ended. When he runs into his childhood best friend, Aleena’s older brother Christopher, he agrees to share Christopher and Aleena’s apartment while he looks for a place of his own.

Aleena is no longer the little girl Jared remembers from his past and evokes feelings in him he never wanted to feel again. Terrified of destroying her, he fights to keep her away. But her touch is something he can’t resist—the touch that sealed his fate.

Their pasts are intertwined and their futures uncertain. The only truths they know are the secrets they whisper in the night.

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EXCERPT:

Finally, I found the courage to slip my key into the
lock. Quietly, I edged the door open to the darkened room. Muted light bled
from the kitchen. The air inside tasted thick with the unknown.
My heart rate increased as I chanced a step deeper into
the room. I could hear him, the shallow breaths he panted into the room, this
tension that radiated through the enclosed space. For a moment I stilled.
Pictures of us playing as kids ran through my mind, the way he’d wait for me to
catch up then tug at my hair when I finally did. Hurry up, slow poke, before
your brother makes you go home
. The memories of that boy drew me forward.
My eyes slowly adjusted to the faint light. His outline
came into view, this unrecognizable man stretched out across the length of the
couch. Lost in sleep, his bare chest rose and fell, the motion almost labored,
as if he struggled to get his lungs to work. One arm was flung over his face.
He slept in his jeans, his feet extended at the end of the couch. The entirety
of his exposed body was marked, covered in lines and colors and indistinct
designs.
I edged forward. An unknown fascination twitched my fingers,
and I fought with the need to feel something familiar in the backdrop of
someone who was so entirely unfamiliar. I held my breath as I closed in on the
couch, inched forward and allowed my gaze to travel along his body.
His eyes popped open, and I gasped as I stumbled back.
He jerked to sitting, eyes wild as they worked to focus
on me. They softened minimally as he took me in, roamed and searched. Even
then, they pinned my back to the wall.
I just stood there, breathless.
When he whispered, his voice pierced something inside of
me. “Aly?”
I was a fool if I ever thought I could let it go.
I blinked and tried to orient myself, forcing myself to
speak. “I’m sorry for waking you.”
He said nothing, just watched me with fiery eyes. I
fidgeted and dropped my face under the intensity of his gaze. Flattening myself
against the wall, I slid further down the hall and fumbled behind me to find my
door knob. I pushed it open and escaped inside because I had no idea what to do
with all the thoughts that tumbled through my mind.
I stood in the middle of my room, staring at the back of
my closed door. A faint glow crawled in from underneath.
Shedding my clothes and damp suit, I pulled on a new
pair of panties, some sleep shorts, and a matching tank. I crawled onto my bed,
flopped on my back, and stared at the ceiling.
My pulse accelerated as I thought of him just on the
other side of my door.
Jared Holt was here.
A whisper of a smile edged my mouth. He was real, no
longer this veiled mystery that I’d hidden away in my heart. He breathed. He
lived.

 

And God, if he wasn’t­ the most beautiful thing I’d ever
seen.

From the New York Times bestselling author of Come to Me Quietly comes a scorching new adult romance in the Closer to You series.

A second chance at life…
A second chance at love…

Jared Holt never thought he deserved either—until he found both in the arms of Aly Moore. Aly has loved Jared for as long as she can remember, and she’s more than ready for the future they’re making together. But Jared can’t help remembering his own family. And he’ll never forgive himself for what happened to them. How can he allow himself the very happiness he once destroyed?

To live a life worthy of Aly, Jared knows he has to stop running and finally put his past to rest. But when he decides to face his demons head on, he encounters more than he bargained for: a dangerous mix of jealousy, lies, and dishonest intentions. When those intentions threaten Aly, Jared loses all control, giving into the rage that earned him his bad boy reputation years before. And he’ll fight to protect her no matter what it costs…even if he destroys himself in the process.
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Under his stare, I squirmed, fisted the sheets at my sides.
When he stepped forward, he slowly he came into view. He
towered over me. As he approached, my eyes caressed the sharp angles of his
face. My attention jumped along the deformed, warped story played out on his
chest and down the deep lines cut into his rugged stomach. His hips jutted out
above his tight underwear, something so tempting in the way he moved. Sinewy
muscle bunched and flexed beneath the color of his strong arms, bristled in the
corded strength of his powerful legs.
A tremor rolled through me.
He was indescribable. Devastating.
So hard, every inch of him, callused from the wounds that
had marred his life, this terrifying beauty that held me captive, tying me
somewhere to the darkest places of his soul.

 

But his eyes… they were soft. Bright. Filled my own darkness
with light. 

A.L. Jackson is the New York Times bestselling author of Take This Regret and Lost to You, as

well as other contemporary romance titles, including Come to Me Quietly, Come to Me Softly,

Pulled, When We Collide, and If Forever Comes.

She first found a love for writing during her days as a young mother and college student. She

filled the journals she carried with short stories and poems used as an emotional outlet for the

difficulties and joys she found in day-to-day life.

Years later, she shared a short story she’d been working on with her two closest friends and,

with their encouragement, this story became her first full length novel. A.L. now spends her days

writing in Southern Arizona where she lives with her husband and three children. Her favorite

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Strip Teaser (Naked Night’s #1)
By Ava Manello
Genre:  Erotic, Humour
Cover Designer: Margreet Asselbergs

When investigative reporter Sally Evans receives her latest assignment to uncover the naked truth, she gets more than she bargained for.Eight weeks on tour with the Naked Nights male stripper troupe to expose all their dirty secrets, is this serious reporter’s worst nightmare. She’d rather a man keep his clothes on. For Sally, sex is only a consideration if it happens in the dark, not that she can remember the last time she had a reason to turn the lights off.With over-eager, over-sexed female fans in abundance and baby oil by the gallon, the guys are looking forward to some fun…. Sally’s inhibitions are not.

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She gives me a look of warning as I leave the stage and head in her direction. Unlike the rest of the women on the front row, Sally’s the only one not trying to attract my attention and screaming at me to pick them. The look changes to one of resigned acceptance as I take her hand and she reluctantly follows me back to the stage. 

There’s something about Sally that draws me to her. She’s real for a start, not like the plastic Barbie dolls that normally show up for our performances. Eric will be pissed that I’ve picked her; he wants us to go for the loud, raucous girls that add to our performance, not a quiet girl like Sally. As far as I know this is the first time she’s watched the performance from out front; she’s hidden backstage the other nights. Eric wanted her to experience the show the same way the audience do. Well now she’s going to get the full experience.

I guide her to the chair that’s front and center of the stage. She sits primly, knees drawn together. I make a show of taking off my grey silk tie, slowly. The audience goes wild for the tie. Eric says it reminds them of Christian Grey, not that I knew who he was before I choreographed this routine, but it always gets a reaction. I unbutton my white shirt, one button at a time, drawing it out and letting my shirt hang open. The audience screams at the sight of my barely revealed abs.

I ease the tie through my hands slowly, almost caressing it, before gently drawing it sensuously across her face. I cover her eyes with the tie, securing it loosely at the back of her head. Moving in front of her, my back to the audience, I pretend to thrust my groin into her face. At the same time I lower the shirt down my back, revealing my strong shoulders inch by inch. Once it’s off I ball it up, tossing it carelessly into the wings. 

I turn to the audience, grinning and holding out the bottle of baby oil I just picked up. I make an elaborate show of the bottle and they scream in appreciation. I take one of Sally’s hands in mine. It fits perfectly. Turning her hand so it’s flat, palm up, I pour some of the oil into it, and then rub both her hands together. I move to stand in front of her, facing the audience, thrusting my groin at them. They scream. “Off. Off. Off.” They’re predictable after all. I take tiny steps backward until my legs are either side of Sally’s, and then slowly lower myself into her lap. The blindfold heightens her senses, she may not be able to see me but she can feel me. She still utters a little murmur of surprise as I hover just above her lap. I reach behind me for her hands, bringing them round the front of my chiseled abs, and slowly, oh so slowly, I use her hands to rub the baby oil onto my chest. The lights glisten on the oil, making my upper body appear even more toned. “Just imagine your hands are mine.” I whisper to her. 

I do this performance nearly every night, I’ve had hundreds of women run their hands over me, but tonight something’s different. Shit. This is actually arousing me. Do I show her what she’s doing to me? I move her hands lower, slowly teasing the audience who encourage me with vulgar catcalls. “Get his cock out!” one girl screeches from the front row. The tempo of the music increases, becoming more sensual as I trace the V leading to the top of my waistband with her hands.

Eric allows us to decide just how far we go with this part of the act. Normally I stop here. Not tonight. I guide her hands to the belt buckle; she understands and releases the clasp. Next I guide her to draw the belt out, all our movements slow and sensual. I take the freed belt from her hand and throw it behind us on the stage. I reach for her hand again to release the button on my trousers. I hear the indrawn breath as she realizes this isn’t quite the regular performance; one hand being drawn inside my waistband as the other releases the zipper. I want to tell her to touch me, that my cock won’t bite her, but that kind of talk doesn’t seem right with Sally. She’s got too much class for that.

I use her hand to caress my length. Fuck. That feels so good through my boxers. I want this to be real, not an act. Her grip tightens gently, as much as I want to continue this, I can’t. The audience are egging her on, even more crude language spouting from their over glossed lips.

I stand quickly, startling Sally. Turning to face her I lower the waistband of my jeans an inch. On cue the screaming raises in volume. Another inch. Now they’re shouting for me to “get em off” and to “get your cock out” My trousers are level with my boxers now, and I lower them both, inch by slow, teasing inch, until half of my arse is on display. I move a few steps closer to Sally, my groin level with her face. I grind a few times, stopping a whisper away from her lips. Oh God. The thought of those lips caressing my cock. I draw in a deep breath, calming my wayward thoughts. I’m desperately trying to get my head back into that neutral zone I use for performances.

I torment the audience a little more, pulling my trousers back up. Snap. I release them instantly, tossing them aside, and the screaming grows even more raucous if that were possible. Still facing Sally I pick up a towel. Holding it in front of me with one hand, I lower my boxers with the other. They fall, pooled around my feet. The screaming continues. 

I step closer to Sally, the towel the only thing between her and me right now. I take one hand, placing it on an arse cheek, then repeat the action with her other hand. She understands what’s needed and gently massages me. My cock gets even harder. At this point I’m supposed to thrust my towel-clad cock into her face. I can’t. That feels wrong with Sally. I grind my hips, simulating the thrust, all the time wishing I could feel those perfect lips caressing me. I try to bring my mental state down from highly aroused to stage aroused; yes there’s a difference. 

I draw one of Sally’s hands round to my front, placing it on my cock, holding the towel in place. The shock always makes them pull their hand back, well normally. There was one over eager fan who had a good grope the other night before releasing the towel. Sally performs as expected, pulling back her hand and allowing the towel to fall. The audience noise level is through the roof. One more hip thrust to finish off the performance, then I dramatically release Sally’s blindfold. Her eyes go wide, and a smile lights up her face before she laughs out loud.

I turn to the audience; hands raised high, thrusting my hips towards them, along with my cock, still hidden in a Union Jack sock. I get a standing ovation.

I guide Sally back to her seat in the audience and thank her. The girls either side of her immediately begin calling her a lucky cow and asking what it was like. As I move back to the stage I don’t miss the look in her eyes. I’m in for a shit load of trouble after the show, that’s for sure.

You know what? It was totally worth it.



Passionate reader, blogger, publisher, and author. I love nothing more than helping other Indie authors publish their books be that reviewing, beta reading, formatting or proofreading, I love erotic suspense that’s well written and engages the reader, and I love promoting the heck out of it over on my book blog.

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Synopsis

When investigative reporter Sally Evans receives her latest assignment to uncover the naked truth, she gets more than she bargained for.

Eight weeks on tour with the Naked Nights male stripper troupe to expose all their dirty secrets, is this serious reporter’s worst nightmare. She’d rather a man keep his clothes on. For Sally, sex is only a consideration if it happens in the dark, not that she can remember the last time she had a reason to turn the lights off.

With over-eager, over-sexed female fans in abundance and baby oil by the gallon, the guys are looking forward to some fun…. Sally’s inhibitions are not.

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“Strip Teaser” was a fun and quick read. I had expected more of a sex driven storyline but it was really actually very sweet and funny book.

Sally wants to be a serious journalist. So when her boss gives her the assignment to go on tour for 8 weeks with the Naked Nights male strip show, she is less than pleased! A self-proclaimed homebody and loner, she would much rather read a book than watch a sleazy strip show!

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Alex never envisioned himself as a stripper. But there is not much work out there for dancers and Naked Nights is excellent pay. As long as he keeps his head down and stays focused on the dancing he will stay out of trouble.

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Sally is surprised by Alex’s talent and as she learns more about him her attraction grows! But with the guy’s managers giving a “hands off” rule when it comes to Sally as well as a big misunderstanding on Sally’s part, they may never get a chance to see where things can go!

The more time Sally spends with the sexy men of Naked Nights, the more she realizes that they are a group of great guys and when she ends up getting into some trouble they are all there to have her back.

I enjoyed the banter between Sally and all the guys and especially loved the friendship that developed between Sally and Tiny. This being book one of the Naked Nights series I imagine we will get to learn more about the other members and hopefully tie up a few loose ends that were left out of this story. I personally would have liked this book to be a little steamier but overall it was an entertaining read.

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Flawed and Damaged by Emily Krat Blog Tour and Giveaway

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Book Title: Flawed and Damaged

Author: Emily Krat

Genre: New Adult/Contemporary Romance

Release Date: 23 July, 2014.

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Synopsis:

Two people haunted by their past…

The collision of two damaged hearts…

Meet Elizabeth Williams. She is at the airport on an important work assignment. If everything goes smoothly, after three years of hard work, she’ll get a promotion and a much-needed raise. Elizabeth is putting her life back on track after it was ripped out from under her feet four years ago when she lost her parents along with all her dreams. Standing here, she believes her life is going to change for the better any moment now. Nothing can go wrong, right?

Meet Ryan Price. He came to Moscow on business. Right now, Ryan is standing at the airport looking at a ‘present’ from his brother, judging by the sign a beautiful young woman is holding. Damn his brother for not cancelling this arrangement as Ryan asked.

Miscommunications and misunderstandings and a brilliant but painful love story begins.

There will be a scary flight, lovely breakfasts, long evening conversations, sharing a secret or two, discovering one another, a lot of laughter, tender moments and some tears, a fight and, of course, the I-am-ready-for-the-end-of-the-world kiss.

Somewhere along the way, they won’t be able to fight their feelings any longer.

For the first time in his life, Ryan will experience a different shade of lust. And for the first time in her life, Elizabeth will have to trust despite all of the times she has been hurt.

Will these two wounded lost souls find love, peace and comfort in each other or will they just break each other more? Is it a train wreck of a love story or a happily ever after?

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Always an avid reader who consumes whole books in a single day, Emily Krat is ecstatic to now be on the other side of the page. For her writing stories and developing ideas for novels is a true passion and a dream come true.

Emily is a chocolate junkie, “Grey’s Anatomy” fan, and admirer of good music. She loves summer rains, warm blankets on cold winter nights, as well as traveling, sleeping in late, watching TV shows, cooking, and baking. When she’s not writing or rewriting, she loves spending time with family and friends.

Emily loves to hear from readers. To get write to her directly at emilykratauthor@gmail.com

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Excerpt

Suddenly two hands grab me and yank me out of the water.

What the hell?

The shock from the unexpected movement causes me to draw a breath still in water and it gathers in my lungs. A second later my head is above the surface, and I start to cough.

“Elizabeth, what the hell?” Ryan’s voice is angry.

“Are you okay?” he asks as I fling my hair back from my face.

“Yea.” I am fine, more than fine. Ryan is holding me to him, his hands are on my bare skin.

Doesn’t he realize that his touch is lethal for me?

The water is crystal clear, and I can see right through it. Not bothering to hide it, I admire the glory of his naked torso – his lean, sleek-muscled chest, chiseled abs.

My hands are at his forearms, and I instinctively wrap my legs around Ryan’s waist. He seems shocked, but doesn’t push me away, he even hugs me a little closer to him. He looks confused, I would say even a little scared or angry. With the water dripping from his face, he is gazing intently into my eyes as if trying to find some answers there. I brush a stray strand of hair out of his face and run my hand along his cheek, feeling the stubble along his jaw line.

“Just tell me how you are,” Ryan pleads, his voice panting. I don’t know what comes over me, but I know I need to kiss him now. I may regret doing this later, but I know for sure that I will regret not doing it more. “Are you – ” I close the distance between us and press my mouth to his, not letting him finish his question.

His lips are just as I remember them – absolutely perfect.

Ryan is answering me with a deeper, more skillful kiss, persuading my lips to open for him. I do so without hesitation, and his tongue accepts the invitation as it starts sliding along mine in a beautiful rhythm.

Nothing has ever felt more right.

The taste of Ryan is even better than my favorite chocolate, and I wonder for a second if it’s addictive, too.

Ryan cups the back of my neck and draws me in even closer. And I run my hands up over his shoulders and twist his wet hair in my fingers, making him groan in my mouth. His sensual licks along my tongue make me forget everything, and I melt at the sensation of his lips moving against mine. I barely register a soft moan escaping my throat.

Ryan Price awakens every nerve, every muscle, every cell in my body. He flickers it to life and rouses an insatiable hunger inside of me. The hunger for him, for more of this.

Right in this moment, I feel more alive than I’ve ever felt before. I’m flying and falling at the same time.

The evidence that he wants me as badly as I want him isn’t just pressing hard against my stomach. No, the real confirmation is where our chests are pressed together – his heartbeat. It beats in an explosive frenzy that matches mine.

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Nights With Him by Lauren Blakely Cover Reveal

We are beyond excited about this cover reveal for Lauren Blakely’s NIGHTS WITH HIM. Check out the cover, add NIGHTS WITH HIM to your TBR, then check out the special message from Lauren!! And that’s not all-We have the cover for the free prequel novella, ONE NIGHT WITH HER, too! That’s right! Two amazing covers to share with you today.

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Releases November 11th!

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Releases October 21st!

Message from Lauren:

The Seductive Nights erotic romance series continues with a new
installment starring a new couple later this fall! While the first
four books in the series followed Julia and Clay, the next two will be
about Michelle and Jack, and can be read without having read the
earlier books. (Though, why wouldn’t you want to read about Clay and
Julia?!)

I can’t wait to introduce readers to Jack Sullivan. He’s sexy, broody,
witty, smart, and a little bit damaged and he’s also my favorite kind
of hero – the kind who wears a suit! Jack Sullivan is a sex toy mogul
and is the CEO of a high-end line of pleasure products – he’ll bring
all that experience to the bedroom as he sweeps Michelle Milo off her
feet – expect many steamy encounters between these two! Michelle needs
some good loving after all – readers know her already as Clay’s friend
from Night After Night who loved him unrequitedly from afar. Now it’s
finally her turn in the romance arena, and Jack will make sure she
gets it good!!

To give readers a chance to get to know this newest dirty-talking
alpha hero of mine, I will be releasing a free prequel novella called
ONE NIGHT WITH HER on October 21 about the night they meet and the
mind-blowing encounter they have in a New York City hotel. The novel
itself will release on Nov. 11. NIGHTS WITH HIM is available to
preorder on iBooks, with an Amazon preorder to go up about three weeks
before the novel’s release.

 

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About NIGHTS WITH HIM:

A sensual, sexy, standalone romance novel in the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Seductive Nights Series by Lauren Blakely…

Jack Sullivan is a Sex Toy Mogul.

An extremely eligible bachelor in New York, he’s the full package,right down to his full package. Hell, this man could be the model forone of the toys his company, Joy Delivered, peddles. Instead, he’s thepowerful and successful CEO and he’s got commitment issues a mile-longafter the tragic way his relationship with his fiancée ended.

He’s looking for a way to erase the pain and that arrives in the formof Michelle Milo. From her pencil skirts to her high heels, she’s hisperfect fantasy, especially since she has no idea who he is the nightthey meet at a hotel bar. He doesn’t have a clue either that she’s thebrilliant psychologist his sister has arranged for him to see to helphim get over his past. She’s simply the stunning woman he takes to bedthat night and delivers many Os of joy too.

His touch helps her forget that other man.

When he shows up at her office door the next day, there’s no way inhell she’s going to treat him after they’ve slept together. Jack isn’twilling to let go of the first woman he’s felt anything for in yearsso he proposes a deal – share her nights with him for thirty days. Atthe end of one month of exquisite pleasure, they walk away, havinghelped each other move on from their haunted pasts.

But soon, all those nights threaten to turn into days as the linesbetween lust and matters of the heart start to blur. Can two people soterribly afraid of love truly fall head over heels?

**NIGHTS WITH HIM is a standalone full-length novel in the bestselling SEDUCTIVE NIGHTS series following the love affair of a new couple.**

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About Lauren Blakely:

Lauren Blakely writes sexy contemporary romance novels with heat, heart, and humor, and her books have appeared on the New York Times, USA Today, Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and iBooks bestseller lists. Like the heroine in FAR TOO TEMPTING, she thinks life should be filled with family, laughter, and the kind of love that love songs promise. Lauren lives in California with her husband, children, and dogs. Her novels include Caught Up In Us, Pretending He’s Mine, Playing With Her Heart, and Trophy Husband. She also writes for young adults under the name Daisy Whitney.

 

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BOTH OF THESE WILL BE RELEASED ON THE SAME DAY FALL 2014

 

 

Tragedy cuts deep. Revenge
burns deeper.
The blood of enemies coats
the leather of their vests and a trail of bodies lie in their wake, but the
Forsaken Motorcycle Club isn’t done yet. Carlo Mancuso still needs to pay for
his sins. Nobody knows that more than Ian Buckley, the Treasurer for Forsaken.
Ian prefers his pleasure
mixed with pain and he’s only ever at peace when he’s doling out justice.
Convinced that he’s too unstable and sadistic to take an Old Lady, he keeps his
trysts, like all of his relationships, brief and anonymous. But with his club
at war, and the stakes being so personal, Ian’s feeling the events around him
more deeply than he expects.
Mindy Mercer is the sweet
daughter of Fort Bragg’s most respectable cop. At least that’s how the town
sees her. Very few people know the Mindy who hides her tracks and battles her
cravings by lying to everyone around her. She thinks she has control of her
addiction until she suffers an attack that leaves her searching for a way out
of her own personal hell.
Mindy has never been more
desperately in need of a savior and Ian has never seen a more beautifully
destroyed creature in his life. Their attraction is intense, but their damage
is extreme. Some scars never heal, and some people never get better.
Love is never more painful
than when it can kill you.
 
 
 
 
 
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Crush will now be a full length novel!!!
 
 
Young love is always perfect. Until it’s not.
Cheyenne Grady is a total daddy’s girl to her bad-ass father, the Sergeant-at-Arms of the Forsaken Motorcycle Club. She’s funny, and kind, and she just wants that deep, earth-shattering love like her dad has with her school secretary, Holly. But Cheyenne’s been looking in the wrong direction, because the only good that can come from the way she looks at Jeremy Whelan is a lesson in heartbreak.
Jeremy always wanted to prospect for the Forsaken Motorcycle Club and wear the same patch as his father. When a life-long dream becomes reality, Jeremy realizes that the outlaw lifestyle is not for the faint of heart. Nor is it easy on relationships. He wants to be a good man, but temptation is everywhere.
Cheyenne is beautiful, and strong, and exactly what Jeremy could have forever. As long as he doesn’t screw it up.
Love is never more powerful than the first time.
 
 
 
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Prologue (previously unreleased)
 
“You got any idea how
bad you fucked up?” Ryan asks. Judging by the fact that I have four
members of Forsaken staring me down like I’m dog shit, I think I have some
clue. “Fucking answer me.”
I try to respond, but it’s
more than a little difficult to get my vocal cords to cooperate. All I can
think is about my dad and how he’d flip out when I’d fuck up. He would ask me
all these questions that he never intended for me to answer. It’s what you call
a rectal question or whatever you call it. Even when he’d demand an answer, he
didn’t really want one and never gave me time to give him one. He just likes to
yell—something he still does when he manages to stay out of The Hole long
enough to get a phone call in; and unfortunately, my sister pretty much always
rats me out.
“Yeah, I got it,” I mumble
after some serious thought on the subject.
“Don’t think he gets it,”
Diesel says. His voice booms in the ever-shrinking room.
“Nah, he don’t get it,”
Wyatt grumbles.
“Give the boy a chance to
prove it,” Grady says. His attention is still focused on Ryan. I thought these
two weren’t getting along, but maybe I was wrong. “He’s been comin’ around for
some time now, saying he’s man enough to wear the cut.”
“He’s just a kid,” Wyatt
says in a huff.
“You were all just kids
once.” The words come from a deep voice that’s familiar, but I don’t quite
place until I see Chief’s long black hair and his broad shoulders. He moves
into the room and everybody grows silent. Grady, who is one scary motherfucker,
seems to take a step back as he acknowledges Chief’s presence. If I didn’t
already know Chief’s long-standing history in the club, I would be well aware
of it now. Wyatt is Vice President because he wanted the job according to my
dad. Chief could have had it, but it wasn’t his end game. Great power, great
responsibility and all that shit.
“Fucked up, didn’t you?” he
asks. His brow and jaw are relaxed. I remain silent expecting this to be
another one of those questions I’m not supposed to answer.
“Answer me,” he barks.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Come on, Chief,” Ryan
whines. I’m not talking about a manly whine—if there is such a thing—I’m
talking about this full-on, high-pitched fucking whine. His brows furrow and he
stomps his foot. Diesel snorts, but Wyatt and Grady both look annoyed at his
antics. Only Chief doesn’t react.
“Fine,” he says. A small
smirks appears in the corner of his mouth. My attention shifts to Ryan, who is
smiling full of teeth that look as though they’re growing sharper by the
moment. He lunges forward with his right foot, but stops suddenly. I make the
mistake of jumping back quickly. Like a wild animal, the action spurs him on.
Before I know it, he’s stepped forward with his left foot. It’s happening so
fast that I’m not really thinking—just reacting—and I take several steps back.

 

“Let’s play a game—I catch
you—you get to suck my dick,” Ryan says as he reaches out to grab a hold of me.
 
 
 

 

 

Ride

 

Death comes
in Armani. Salvation comes in leather.
Principessa to the Mancuso crime family, Alexandra knows a thing or two about
living outside the bounds of the law. Suffocated by the future her father has
laid out for her, she makes a choice she can’t take back, changing the entire
trajectory of her life.Thrust into the dark and dangerous world of the Forsaken Motorcycle Club for
her own protection, Alex finds herself faced with the last thing she needs
right now: the man of her dreams. He’s sex in leather, the devil incarnate, and
one hell of a kisser. But he’s also off-limits. Ryan Stone can be her friend,
but he’s forbidden to be her lover.

Third-generation Forsaken, Ryan knows nothing other than life on two wheels,
and he wouldn’t have it any other way. He enjoys the many privileges that come
with the patch, and the only laws he recognizes are the ones set-forth by his
club. That is, until who he wants more than anything isn’t allowed on the back
of his bike —or in his bed. Balancing his desire for her body, and need to keep
her safe, Ryan tries to keep Alex at a distance. Finally having made a choice
for herself, she’s done hearing the word “no” and will push boundaries even
Ryan himself doesn’t dare cross.

Love is never more tempting than when it’s forbidden.

Ride (Bayonet Scars)

THRASH

 

Loneliness
suffocates the heart. Acceptance breaks down walls.
As a Lost Girl to the Forsaken Motorcycle Club, Nicole Whelan knows how to
party. She’s not cut-out for relationships and her life is way too complicated
for anything more than casual encounters. But one night when she falls into
Duke’s bed at the clubhouse, he sees something in her that he can’t let go
of—no matter how many times she tries to run.Having been left to raise her teenage brother, Jeremy, she’s already got her
hands full and isn’t looking for anymore complications. But Duke’s just watched
his best friend fall for the only girl he couldn’t have, and then almost lose
her so shortly after, shaking him to his core. Faced with his own loneliness,
he’s more determined than ever to break down Nic’s walls and show her that he
can be good for her; but he’s got a bad track record and she’s got a bad
temper. Changing his ways isn’t easy when he’s not sure what he’s even changing
for.

The violence and turmoil are at an all-time high, and Forsaken is in a
vulnerable place when a twist of fate breathes new life into the club. It’s a
much-needed beacon of hope for the embattled biker family, even if everyone’s
not exactly on board. With Duke and Nic’s relationship already on shaky ground,
and something even more important at stake, the Forsaken Motorcycle Club will
fight like hell to keep their family together and whole.

Love is never more precious than when it’s new.

Thrash (Bayonet Scars)

 

 

As a child, JC was fascinated by things that went bump in
the night. As they say, some things never change. Now, as an adult, she divides
her time between the sexy law men, mythical creatures, and kick-ass heroines
that live inside her head and pursuing her bachelor’s degree in English. JC is
a San Francisco Bay Area native, but has also called both Texas and Louisiana
home. These days she rocks her flip flops year round in Northern California and
can’t imagine a climate more beautiful.

JC writes adult, new adult, and young adult fiction. She dabbles in many
different genres including science fiction, horror, chick lit, and murder
mysteries, yet she is most enthralled by supernatural stories– and everything
has at least a splash of romance.

 

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Elicit

Eagle Elite #4

by Rachel Van Dyken

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SYNOPSIS:

Cursed, numb, rejected, scorned, wicked, sinister, dark, twisted…my name is Tex Campisi and this is my legacy. I killed my father in cold blood and lost my soul right along with him.
I crave war more than peace, and I’m about to take my place in history as the youngest Capo dei Capi in the Cosa Nostra…that is until someone stops me, saves me from myself.

But the only person able to do that…is my best friends sister, Mo Abandanato, and she just ripped my heart out and asked me to hold it in my hands while she put bullets through it.

Im cursed so I did it.
I’m numb so I held it.
I’m wicked so I liked it.
I used the pain Mo caused as a catalyst to turn into my biggest nightmare–the five families greatest enemy. It’s my turn to take a stand, knowing full well I’m going to lose my mind to the madness that is the American Mafia. I’ve always been told Blood is thicker than life. I wish I would have listened. Because regardless of who you love? You will betray. You will kill.
Blood Always Wins.
The only way out is death…yours.

Welcome to the Dark Side of the Family

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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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EXCERPT:

I had to believe that there was a light at the end of the tunnel and if there wasn’t, well I was screwed.

Whistling, I pulled open the door to the house and walked into the kitchen. Chase was standing there shirtless, sweat pouring down his chest as he devoured a cinnamon roll and cup of coffee. My stomach growled at the smell of fresh rolls.
“I made the rolls.” Chase’s eyes narrowed over his steaming cup of coffee. “After I punched a bag with your face on it.”
“How’d my face turn out?” I asked, genuinely curious.
“Wouldn’t know.” Chase shrugged. “I got tired of punching and eventually pulled out my gun. I’ll buy Nixon another punching bag tomorrow.”
“Hmm, got a little rage, Chase?”
“I don’t know Tex, care to sucker punch me again and find out?”
“Ladies.” Nixon stormed into the room. “Tuck those ovaries back into your pants and grow some balls—nobody’s punching anyone.”
“Says who?” I snorted bracing my hands on the counter top.
“Says the guy who’s going to put a bullet in your head if you as much as hint as disrespecting me in my own home.” Nixon yawned and reached for a cup, then offered me one. “Coffee?”
“Probably time to retire when threatening your friends over coffee seems normal, Nixon.” I took the cup. “Just saying.”
“Probably time to take Xanax if you’re punching your best friend in the face for breathing.” Chase lifted his cup mockingly into the air. “Just sayin’.

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Synopsis

Cursed, numb, rejected, scorned, wicked, sinister, dark, twisted…my name is Tex Campisi and this is my legacy. I killed my father in cold blood and lost my soul right along with him. 
I crave war more than peace, and I’m about to take my place in history as the youngest Capo dei Capi in the Cosa Nostra…that is until someone stops me, saves me from myself. 

But the only person able to do that…is my best friends sister, Mo Abandanato, and she just ripped my heart out and asked me to hold it in my hands while she put bullets through it. 

Im cursed so I did it. 
I’m numb so I held it. 
I’m wicked so I liked it.
I used the pain Mo caused as a catalyst to turn into my biggest nightmare–the five families greatest enemy. It’s my turn to take a stand, knowing full well I’m going to lose my mind to the madness that is the American Mafia. I’ve always been told Blood is thicker than life. I wish I would have listened. Because regardless of who you love? You will betray. You will kill.
Blood Always Wins. 
The only way out is death…yours.

Welcome to the Dark Side of the Family.

Review

“Welcome to the mafia, blood in, well isn’t that just shitty, there is no freaking out.”

The drama, the feels, the action! This book was everything I expected it to be and so much more! I have read and loved the first three books in the Eagle Elite series and was worried that Tex and Mo’s story would not hold up to some of the others! I should have known that I had nothing to worry about! Rachel has never let me down and each story only ever seems to get better and better.

“Thought you loved her.” “I do. But she doesn’t feel the same way about me.”

I knew going in that Tex and Mo’s story would be emotional. You know that Tex loves Mo with all his being but how does Mo feel can she love him back with the same force? On top of all that the family drama that comes from these two, esp Tex is out of this world. I mean so many plot twist I could not stop reading, I just needed to know what in the world would happen next.

“I was owned by him.”

I do not want to go into the plot for fear of giving anything away, but let me tell you that if you are looking for action, love, betrayal and overall mafia bad-assness wrapped up in a new adult romance than you definitely need to read this book! I will tell you that by the time you get to the end of this story you are going to be desperately looking for someone else who has read it because you WILL NEED TO TALK!!!

“Getting shot hurts. The End.”

The thing about Rachel’s writing is that even in the most dire situations she knows just when to include a little humor or steam. She never overdoes it but always has enough to help move the story along and keep you interested. I cannot say enough how much I adore her writing and cannot wait for the chance to read more by her.

~miranda