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The Velvet Chair
C.P. Mandara
(Velvet Lies #1)
Publication date: February 6th 2017
Genres: Erotica, Romance

“Oh, darling. You’re going to be so easy to conquer.” His finger reached under my chin and pulled my face back to meet his. “I can’t wait to strip you out of that dress and watch you crawl around my home naked. I’m going to spank that delectable ass with every damn pervertible I can find. Hairbrushes, wooden spoons, spatulas, and I might even try a damn baking sheet. That ass of yours is always going to be prettily pink and perfectly swollen while you’re under my roof.”

My name is Mark Matthews. I own half of London, and the part I don’t own, I’m working on.

Life was all going swimmingly well until Michael Redcliff entered my life, demanding that I marry his daughter. Actually, swap demand for blackmail. He’s got goods on me that I want no one else to see, so for the time being I need to be his little lapdog.

I’ll marry his daughter. I’ll give him all the status, money and power he can handle… for as long as it takes me to get a divorce. You see, I can’t renege on our little arrangement – but she can. I give her a week. One week and she’ll be screaming the place down for her legal counsel.

I am never wrong.

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Half an hour later, I began peeling the plastic, dry-cleaning wrap off the ‘uniform’ that had been so thoughtfully provided. It didn’t take a genius to realise that this was no ordinary dress. While in essence it appeared to be a very cute French maid’s outfit, there was a lot less to it than the normal ‘adult shop’ version. Knowing I was going to regret this, I slipped it over my head and made my way to the floor-to-ceiling mirror located just outside the bathroom. Although I could already feel the parts that were obviously missing, I couldn’t resist a gasp of horror as the evidence was revealed in black and white. Oh. My. God.

For starters, nothing covered my breasts. They were left to hang bare. Actually, it was worse than that, because there was this delicate ruff of white lace beneath them that actually accentuated the fact that they were completely naked. Then there was a black, lightly boned panel that cinched in my waist, before filtering into a sheer gauze apron that hung from my hips to just past my crotch. It covered nothing. I could clearly see the outline of my sex through the garment. There was no way I could wear this.

Spinning around, I discovered more ruffled lace, rising around my lower back to frame my naked ass. As if that wasn’t enough, I also had a pair of five-inch black stilettos and a small lace cap to complete the lovely ensemble. It appeared I was about to become one of the worst sexual stereotypes in history, and with an extraordinary appalling lack of taste. Stomping around the room, I threw the doors of the wardrobe open wide, only to discover it was bare. Moving to my chest of drawers, I pulled out each one and threw it on the floor as I discovered that they too were empty. Feeling utterly helpless for a moment, I screamed at the top of my lungs. Although I knew no one would come running, it let out a little of the pent up aggression that was threatening to consume me. How dare he. How. Dare. He.

Tearing off the dress, deciding I’d rather walk around naked, I barged from the room and marched down the stairs. My bare feet thumped as hard as they could on each of the stone steps and my fist bumped along the bannister. Bastard. Utter bastard. How could he do this? Tears pricked at my eyes, and I fought them back. This was my first day under Mark’s roof. I would survive.

Storming into the kitchen, it was to find him sitting quietly at the dining table with a copy of The Financial Times in his hands. He was happily whistling ‘With or Without You’ by U2. I wanted to slap him. Paying me no attention, he slowly dragged a black coffee mug up to his lips and murmured appreciatively.

“I refuse to wear this,” I spat angrily.

Author Bio:

Christina Mandara is a USA TODAY bestselling author and tends to write dark romance with lashings of kinky naughtiness. Her favourite pastime is travelling, and if it involves sun, sea and… sand then it’s all good.

In her spare time she’s usually cuddled up with a good book, exploring the countryside or baking in the kitchen. In fact, she loves her kitchen so much she’s one of few woman who wouldn’t mind being tied to it! Her first and foremost love is writing, however, and more often than not you’ll find her on a laptop spinning tales of romance, erotica or dark, paranormal fantasies.

She’s a big fan of BDSM in all of its glorious forms, and her favourite item in the toy closet (a box simply isn’t big enough) is her riding crop.

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Rapturous #NewRelease #Blitz: He Lived Next Door by Portia Moore

 
Title: He Lived Next Door
Author: Portia Moore
Release Date: May 31st 2017

  

There are ugly truths
 
and pretty lies. 
When I lost them 
I chose neither. 
I wrapped myself in silence. 
My husband, my best friend, became a stranger who gave up. 
 
Then…. 
He moved next door, and everything changed. 
You think you know this story, 
but you don’t. 
Be careful what you ask for because the answer may not come the way you think.


 

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Prologue
Bryce

 

Five Years Ago
I knew I was in love with her the second I heard her voice.
It was meant to be. Fate that Jax left his book at our
apartment and I felt like not being a jerk-off and brought it to him,  fate that I arrived early to his class
and stepped in the lecture hall out of boredom, and fate that I came in
at the exact right time to hear her words. Words I’d replay in my mind well
after today.
“You can’t know someone’s story without reading the pages of their
book.”
They were so simple, but they imprinted on my thoughts. Her voice
replayed in my mind even when I wanted to shake her from it.
It was a moment.
The moment, the
slice of time in life, when you know, its existence will change the course of every
moment after.
I stay the rest of the class. I want her to speak again. I’m anxious
as others ask questions and the professor drones on, everything that comes
after is unimportant, and each person that speaks does so with words that
aren’t as eloquent as hers; their voices aren’t as beautiful. I’m about to risk
looking like a crazy stalker and walking right down to where she is when the
professor ends class. When Jax comes out I corner him and ask him about her. He
looks at me as if I’m crazy, so I run toward the crowd of students leaving his
classroom. He grabs my arm to stop me. 

 

 “I heard
her say it in your class and you don’t know who she is, so I have to find her,”
I tell him manically.


He lets out a frustrated groan because he knows I’ve gone from zero to
a hundred. That doesn’t happen often, but when it does, that’s it. I’d run
through a wall. We’ve been best friends since our sophomore year of high
school, so he knows when there’s no stopping me and he might as well jump on
board.
I hurry down the hallway, trying to catch her even though I have no
clue what she looks like. The hall is flooded with students leaving their
classes. I rush out the main door and stand by it, hoping she’ll be talking and
I’ll recognize her voice. I search each girl’s face as they pile outside. Some
smile at me and I make sure to give each one my best charming smile in case
it’s her.
“You’ve lost it.” Jax chuckles, and when I don’t answer, he looks at
me as if I’ve lost my mind.
Maybe I have lost my mind, because you’re crazy to come to a dead stop
on one of the busiest streets in Chicago—not to mention on a Monday, where even
a slight stroll can get you trampled or knocked over.
I’ve got to find
whoever said that,” I tell him again.
He covers his face as I search through the crowd. “I told you I could
just ask at my next class.” He sounds annoyed but slightly amused.
“No, you’ll only half-ass it.” I wave him off, and he nods in defeat.
You didn’t even
get a glimpse of what she looked like. She could be dog-faced, man.”
I give him the middle finger and weave through the crowd of people.
But the voice is gone, disappeared into a sea of conversations and street
noises.
Ugh!” I yell in
frustration, gripping my head and avoiding people rushing to their next destination.
It’s a cold day here in Chicago, and being close to the lake has made
the cold wind bone-chilling. That makes it worse for me, since people are not
only in a hurry to get where they’re going, but to get off the street to
somewhere warm. Panic creeps up my chest. What if I never find her? It’ll drive
me crazy.
“I’ve got to find her,” I tell Jax again, feeling anxiousness course
through me. I look around and spot a mailbox and newspaper box. I slither
through the crowd and climb on top of it. “Attention, everyone, attention,
please! In…”
I turn to Jax and ask his professor’s name. He tells me, begrudgingly.
“In Professor Garrison’s class, who said, ‘You can’t know someone’s
story without reading the pages of their book’?”
Of course no one says anything.
You can’t know
someone’s story without reading the pages of their book!” I yell again.
I get a couple of glances and giggles from the crowd, but most
people keep walking. People in downtown Chicago are accustomed to outrageous,
outlandish behavior, and most don
’t pay me any
attention. I shout it again, and soon Jax is shouting it with me. Even if he is
shaking his head in disdain, he’s used to my ridiculousness, and what’s a
friendship if you can’t be ridiculous together?
If you said that,
I have to talk to you,” I shout, and I sound desperate even to myself but I
don’t care, I have to know her.
We shout together, this time garnering more attention. After about
five minutes, I look at Jax, whose face is red from the cold. I begrudgingly
get down off the mailbox.
We’re done, Jax,”
I tell him.
He looks completely relieved. “What were we just acting like two
maniacs for?”
You know me. I’m
an idiot sometimes.” I sigh in defeat.
Uhm, I think you
guys were looking for me maybe?”
It’s the voice! My blood warms up, but I hesitate, because I’m
almost afraid to see who said it, whose voice grabbed my heart and didn’t let
go. Am I really ready to hand it over to someone? I haven’t even let a girl
borrow it, but this girl stole it and had it in her keeping before I’d
even seen her face. Jax is facing her already and his eyebrows are raised, his
smile big and goofy as it always is when he sees a cute girl, and I know she’s
not a ‘dog-face’.
This guy here,
actually,” he says begrudgingly, patting my shoulder.
I take a deep breath and turn around. My heart slams against my rib
cage. She’s beautiful, totally and completely. Her cheeks and nose are red, but
the rest of her skin is flawless, not one blemish. Long blond hair pours from
underneath her hood. Her eyes are big and bright and the color of honey, and
her lips are exactly how I imagined them, perfect, plumped and curved into a
grin. Next to her is an older woman who has to be her mother. They have the
exact same eyes, and her mother’s hair is just a tad darker. She looks annoyed
and skeptical, her gaze darting between Jax and me.
Say something,
Romeo,” Jax says in my ear before giving me a hard elbow to my ribs.
You, you said
that, what I was yelling earlier?” I ask even though I know it was her.
She nods nervously. Her pink lips have a gloss over them and they’re
pursed, lips I imagine kissing a thousand times. There’s a hint of a smile on
them, and I’m praying she doesn’t smile fully because it might stop my heart.
What do you
gentlemen want?” her mom chimes in. She sounds completely irritated and that
should scare me out of what I’m about to say next, but it doesn’t.
I-I had to know
whose voice said those words because I fell in love with it.” I feel her mother
scowling at me, but it doesn’t matter. She smiles, and I have to remind
myself to breathe. Our eyes lock, and she stares into mine, studying me. I want
to be her open book.
Do you guys want
money? Is that what this is about? Because there are much easier ways,” her
mother interjects angrily.
We don’t want any
money, ma’am. If we were paid to do this, I’d have made sure he came up with a
much better line.” Jax is trying to lighten the mood using his easygoing charm,
but I don’t even know if it’s working because all I see is her.
She glances at
Jax briefly before her eyes return to mine.
“I’m Chassidy.”
She stretches her
hand out and I take it, gripping it in both of mine. I feel it, what my dad
said I’d feel when I met the one. It’s a culmination of excitement, euphoria,
and fear all wrapped up in one, traveling to every part of my body, making me
light and dizzy.
You have to let
me take you out,” I say, realizing how desperate I sound.
What if she’s
married, young man?” her mom asks.
My heart drops.
Why wouldn’t she be married? She’s beautiful and smart. She looks about twenty,
but still, I know it’s possible.
“Then my heart
would be broken.”
She rolls her
eyes, but Chassidy squeezes my hand.
I’m not married.”
With her words,
my face breaks into one of the biggest smiles I’ve ever experienced. She
blushes, her skin turning the color her nose and cheeks are from the cold. I
want to make her blush like that every day.
Let me take you
out,” I say.
She’s smiling,
but I can tell she’s still skeptical.
Anywhere you want,
whenever you want. You can even bring your mom,” I say, gripping her hand
tighter, and she laughs.
You bet I’d be
there if she considered going anywhere with some man she met off the street,
even if he does look like you.”
She has a special
sort of talent to make a compliment sound like an insult.
Mom,” Chassidy
says tightly, her smile disappearing into a hard frown.
I can vouch that
he’s not crazy… even though he has a tendency to do crazy things,” Jax adds.
What’s your name,
Prince Charming?” Chassidy asks. The rough tone she used with her mother is
gone, back to the voice that caused all of this calamity.
Bryce, but you
can call me whatever you want,” I tell her, finally letting her hand go.
Bryce what?” her
mom asks pointedly.     
Daniels, ma’am,”
I tell her mother, whose eyes look as if they’re going to set me on fire. It’s
surreal how much they look alike but how hard and angry her mom seems compared
to her daughter.
Just exchange
numbers so we can get out of this Godforsaken weather,” her mom demands.
I frantically
search for my phone, and Jackson hands me his. She tells me her number, and I
put it in his phone and call it, and hers lights up. As soon as it does, her
mother takes her arm and starts to pull her away.
It was nice meeting
you Bryce,” she says over her shoulder, throwing me a smile I’ll never forget.
You better have
been worth this,” her mom snaps at us before they join the herd of people.
What the hell was
that?” Jackson asks.
I just smile,
staring at her number in his phone. “That was my future wife.”


  

 
I’m obsessed with blowing kisses. I guess that makes me a romantic. I love books and cute boys and reading about cute boys in books. I’m infatuated with the glamour girls of the past: Audrey, Dorothy, Marilyn & Elizabeth.
I’m a self-confessed girly girl, book nerd, food enthusiast, and comic book fan. Odd combination huh, you have no idea… 

 

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Rapturous #NewRelease #Blitz: Through The Storm by Meredith Bond

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Some plans are made to be broken…
Through The Storm
THROUGH THE STORM
Meredith Bond
Series: Storm Series Book 4
Genre: Regency Romance, Fantasy Romance
Publisher: Anessa Books
Publication Date: May 31, 2017
Some plans are made to be broken…
Being judge, jury and executioner for the magical Vallen people is Kat Havelock’s hereditary duty, but she’s desperate to live a normal life. Her plan is to enter Regency society, fall in love, and live happily ever after.
Jack the Lad, the notorious smuggler, has a single-minded quest to destroy his wealthy and intolerant father, who had driven Jack’s late mother to penury and despair. It has taken him ten years, but now the powerful Vallen is finally ready to put his plan into action.
When Jack tries to use his magic for revenge, Kat is obliged to stop him. He convinces her to give him another chance, entangling her into his vengeful scheme. Can Jack and Kat carry out their dreams? Or does destiny have a better plan to steer them together through the storm?

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Within Regency society it’s not easy being different, but Tatiana Vallentyn, high priestess of a magical people known as the Vallen, is trying to reconcile the two sides of her life. From falling in love to dealing when plans go awry, she is trying to make it through the storm.

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Meredith Bond’s books straddle that beautiful line between historical romance and fantasy. An award-winning author, she writes fun traditional Regency romances, medieval Arthurian romances, and Regency romances with a touch of magic. Known for her characters “who slip readily into one’s heart”, Meredith’s paranormal romances include her Storm series set in during the English Regency, her post-Arthurian fantasy series, The Children of Avalon, and a series of traditional Regencies—without magic—called The Merry Men Quartet. Her newest series, The Grace Sisters, is a spin-off from The Merry Men Quartet. She has also written two non-fiction books: Chapter One: A Fast, Fun Way to Write Fiction and Self-Publishing: Easy as ABC.
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Rapturous #NewRelease #Blitz: Love My Way by Kate Sterritt

 

Title: Love My Way
Author: Kate Sterritt
Genre: Romance/Women’s Fiction
Release Date: May 31, 2017
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Her name is Emerson
Hart and she is the love of his life.
Unfortunately, he’s
not the only love of hers.
And therein lies the
problem.

 

 

 

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Kate Sterritt lives in Sydney, Australia with her husband,
three young sons and highly energetic German Shorthaired Pointer puppy.

 

When she’s not madly juggling the logistics of soccer
trainings, play dates and volunteering at the school, she can be found at her
laptop, writing the types of novels she loves to read. Her characters are
inspired by her own experiences, blended with her imagination and a healthy
dose of wishful thinking.
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Bombastic #BookBlitz: The Royal Treatment by M.J Summers

The Royal Treatment
M.J. Summers
(Crown Jewels Romance #1)
Publication date: May 23rd 2017
Genres: Adult, Comedy, Romance

Enough laughs to satisfy fans of Bridget Jones. Enough sparkly shoes and breathtaking ball gowns for fans of Cinderella…

Twenty-eight-year-old Tessa Sharpe, a.k.a. The Royal Watchdog, hates everything about Prince Arthur. As far as she’s concerned, he’s an arrogant, lazy leech on the kingdom of Avonia. When he shocks the nation by giving her the keys to the castle in an attempt to boost his family’s dismal public approval ratings, Tessa has no choice but to accept and move in for two months. It’s lust at first sight, but there’s no way she can give in to her feelings—not if she wants to have a career or a shred of pride left when her time at the palace ends.

Ultra-private, ultra-hot Crown Prince Arthur has always gotten by on his charm. But that won’t be enough now that the Royal Family is about to be ousted from power once and for all. When Prince Arthur has to rely on the one woman in the kingdom who hates him most, he must learn that earning the love of a nation means first risking his heart…

Can two natural enemies find their forever in each other’s arms, or will they ruin each other to save themselves?

[PLEASE NOTE: The Crown Jewels Series is not a typical MJ Summers book. It’s a light romantic comedy, very heavy on the laughs with a low steam level (but lots of delicious sexual tension and some swearing).]

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Prince Arthur:

When we reach the vault room, there are two guards standing at the door. Normally there is just one, sitting on the inside; but for nights like tonight, there are a total of six. I nod, and one of them opens the door.

“Good evening, fellows,” I say.

“Good evening, Your Highness.”

Once inside the room, we go through the same routine with the other four men. I go to the keypad and press the code, then hold my face in front of the camera for a retina scan. When I look down at Tessa, she actually looks impressed.

“A little Bond-esque, no?” I ask.

“Very.”

“Come on, Moneypenny, let’s get you something for that beautiful neck of yours.” I tug her hand and pull her in with me before she can say no.

She’s already shaking her head, but I hold up one finger. “I can see those Sharpe family brains of yours going to work on ten different reasons why you won’t borrow a necklace, but I have already prepared counterarguments, and since we are now twelve minutes behind schedule, please allow me. One, they’re already paid for, some of them hundreds of years ago, so it’s not coming out of anyone’s taxes. Two, like the books in the library, they’re going to waste in here. Three, for the first time in my life, I want to share something with someone else—someone who deserves to feel like a queen, even if she’ll only allow herself that for one measly little evening. Four, I have this fantasy of seeing you in only the jewels. Maybe the heels could stay.”

Tessa laughs and her cheeks go pink. “All right. One necklace, but make it a cheap one.”

I raise one eyebrow. “Define cheap.”

“Less than a kitchen stool.”

“How about less than a car?”

“Sofa.”

“I said ‘queen.’ Would a queen really wear a sofa around her neck?” I reach up and run my fingertips along the base of her neck.

“Would she wear a car?”

“Good point.” I lean down and kiss the crook of her neck. “How about this? You choose whichever one you like the best, and I won’t tell you how much it’s worth.”

I continue to brush my lips along her skin, then move up to her earlobe. The other night, I discovered a little spot at the base of her ear that turns her to putty. After a moment of some careful work, I get what I want. A breathy, little ‘okay’ escapes her lips.

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MJ Summers made a name for herself with her debut novel, Break in Two, a contemporary romance that cracked the Top 10 Paid on Amazon in the UK, as well as Canada (and the top 50 Paid in the USA). Her highly acclaimed Full Hearts Series was picked up by both Piatkus Entice (a division of Hachette UK) and HarperCollins Canada. Her first two books have been translated into Czech and Slovak by EuroMedia, with more translations underway.

MJ Summers currently resides in Edmonton, Canada, with her husband, three young children, and their goofy dog. When she’s not writing romance novels, she loves reading (obviously), snuggling up on the couch with her family for movie night (which would not be complete without lots of popcorn and milkshakes), and long walks in the woods near her house. MJ also spends a lot more time thinking about doing yoga than actually doing yoga, which is why most of her photos are taken ‘from above’. She also loves shutting down restaurants with her girlfriends. Well, not literally shutting them down, like calling the health inspector or something. More like just staying until they turn the lights off…

MJ is a member of the Romance Writers of America, as well as the International Women’s Writing Guild.

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Rapturous #Release #Blitz: Playing For Keeps by Shiloh Walker

Title: Playing For Keeps
Author: Shiloh Walker
Re-Release Date: May 31st 2017
Genre: Contemporary Romance
 
When it comes to love, sometimes you have to break the
rules…
 
Jacob has always been part of Dana Cochran’s life. They’ve
lived next door to each other for years, they’ve dated on and off and now they
see each other through work. But their timing has just never been right, and
when Dana invites Jacob over to play with her and Mason Caldwell…things get
complicated. 


Doctor Jacob McCoy loves Dana. So much so, that he’s even
willing to share her with Mason Caldwell. But a red-hot threesome isn’t all
that Jacob wants from Dana. 

 

When tragedy strikes their fledging relationship, Jacob has
to convince Dana that pushing him away isn’t the answer. He wants to be in her
life forever. And some things are worth fighting for.

 

Warning: This title contains scenes of a woman being made
very happy by two hot men, and enough emotion to have you reaching for the
Kleenex. 

 

This
story has been previously published.

 

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With PLAYING FOR KEEPS Ms.
Walker holds true to her trademark style. Dana is satisfied and she is having a
blast playing her way. With two men in her life, what’s to complain about? However,
when the unthinkable happens will they both run away, will she need them or can
they all stand up and face the music that is life?
I laughed out loud at this book, I cried and I fell in love
with two protagonists that really deserve ever happiness that they can get.


Kudos to Ms. Walker, a wonderful read and a wonderful insight
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“I
love thunderstorms.”
He
knew that. She’d always loved thunderstorms, even when they’d been children and
other kids would run inside to hide. Dana’s parents would have to drag her in
out of the rain and watched her like crazy to make sure she didn’t slip back
outside.
Smoothing
a hand up her side, Mason steadied Dana on her feet before grinning in Jake’s
direction. “We were playing truth and dare.” There was a smirk in Mason’s eyes,
a look that made it more than clear that he knew what Jake was thinking, even
if Dana was blind to it.
Just
barely, he managed to keep from sneering at Mason as he replied, “I stopped
playing games a long time ago.”
Dana
giggled and wiggled free from Mason’s arms again. “You should play more, Jake.”
She stumbled against him, braced her hands on his chest. Lifting her face to
him, she smiled and pressed her lips to his. “Wanna play with us?”
Us?
Reaching up, he closed his fingers over her upper arms, eased a few inches
between them. Hell, he’d play with her any day of the week if she’d stopped
seeing him as her friend, her old boyfriend from high school. “You look like
you’ve done enough playing for a while. How much have you had to drink?”
She
pursed her lips and cocked her head. “Two margaritas. One. Two.”
Despite
the jealous anger burning inside him, he had to laugh. “You’re such a cheap
drunk.” He slanted a look over her shoulder, met Mason’s gaze. “I take it
you’re not worried about the electricity being out.”
Mason
grinned. “We’re doing just fine.”
Nodding,
he let go of Dana’s arms but before he could leave, she threw her arms around
his neck. “Awww, don’t go, Jake.”
Then
she kissed him.
Hot,
full-on and hungry, she kissed him. Her breasts went flat against his chest,
her hands tangled in his hair and as rain pelted down around them, she just
about turned him into a raving madman. Quick, hungry kisses, soft, strong hands
pushed under his shirt and teased the skin of his back. Her soft belly cradled
his cock. She moaned into his mouth and then sank her teeth into his lower lip.
“Come on, Jake…play with us. Just while the storm lasts…I dare you.”
While
the storm lasts…
He
reached up and wrapped his fingers around her wrists, tugged them down. “Dana,
you’re drunk.”
She
poked her lip out in a sexy pout. “Not that drunk…I just want to play.” Her
gaze slid down, lingered on his cock, stiff as a poker and so damned hot and
hard he hurt with it. “You wanna play, too, Jake. I can tell.”
Tearing
his gaze away from her face, he glared at Mason. “You want to give me a hand
here?”
Mason
shrugged, slid a hand down his chest. Rain continued to pour down on them in a
deluge, running in rivulets into their eyes. “She’s not drunk, McCoy. She had
two margaritas and the last one was before the storm started. A good
half-hour.” His bare feet were quiet on the grass as he came up behind them,
cuddling his front against Dana’s all-but-naked back.
The
soaking wet T-shirt she wore was no barrier at all. Not a barrier to the eyes,
or anything else. She pressed against him and through it, Jake could feel the
hot, hard tips of her nipples stabbing into his chest.
“Play
with us,” she whispered against his lips. She licked rain from his mouth and
slid her hands under his shirt, easing it up. 
“Play…”
Shiloh Walker has been writing since she was a
kid… she fell in love with vampires with the book Bunnicula and has worked
her way up to the more…ah… serious vampire stories. She loves reading and
writing anything paranormal, anything fantasy, but most all anything romantic.
Once upon a time, she worked as a nurse, but now she writes full time and lives
with her family in the Midwest. She also writes under the pen name J.C. Daniels.
 
 

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Ravenous #Review: Wintr’s Homecoming: Secrets by Jen A. Durand

Wintr's Homecoming: SecretsTitle: Wintr’s Homecoming: Secrets

Series: Secrets, Lies, And Betrayal

Series Number: #1

Author: Jen A. Durand

Genre: Adult, Paranormal, Romance

Publisher: Durand Publishing

Publication Date: June 3, 2015

Format: Ebook

Pages: 322

Rating: 4

Please note that I received a complimentary copy of this work and chose to write a review.

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Jinx Wintr was perfectly willing to be the get away driver should her friend, Nicole, decide to bolt on the eve of her wedding. Instead Jinx found herself running into old acquaintances and discovering an unwelcome surprise.

Dominic Lowell had changed. He no longer lived for the adventure. He yearned for a home. Only now he was hoping to build those things with her. Faced with the remnants of a childhood crush and the fear that history would repeat itself.

Should she continue to exist with a closed heart or should she trust the love of her wolf?

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Warning, there is a cliffhanger! It’s not a huge one, but you will want the next book. This was very enjoyable, Jinx is hilarious (especially when she’s drunk). She doesn’t seem to have a filter of any kind, which is one of my favorite types of character. I also call dibs on Dominic, swoon. And he’s a wolf, so definite bonus there! What’s nice is that this story isn’t really a romance story, yes, there is romance but it doesn’t seem to be the main story. I like stories like this, there’s suspense/mystery with a bit of romance. I look forward to reading the next book!

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Jen A. DurandJen A Durand was born in New York. Her parents were immigrant turned citizens. She was raised in South Carolina by a single mother. One of five children and a current graduate student, she currently lives in NY with her books and wine. She writes as a release. She loves to read and wants to contribute to the literary world by providing a different view point. Plus, she has a lot of school debt. Joking! But not really.

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Ravenous #Review: House Of Wolves by Jonathan Yanez

House of Wolves (The Vampire Project #1)Title: House Of Wolves

Series: The Vampire Project

Series Number: #1

Author: Jonathan Yanez

Genre: Adult/New Adult, Fantasy

Publisher: ??

Publication Date: May 16, 2017

Format: Ebook

Pages: 215

Rating: 4

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History was wrong: werewolves and vampires were made, not born. Buckle up, Buttercup, this is going to get bloody.

Despite her youth, Captain Charlotte Sloan has risen rapidly through the ranks of the queen’s army due to one simple truth; she doesn’t take lip from anyone.

But she’s about to come up against something she can’t beat alone. Gruesome murders have been reported in a far off town. A beast of unknown origin is on the loose and the body count is rising.

If she hopes to survive, Sloan will have to play nice with an assassin well versed in drinking and the best two magicians money can’t buy. When the dust settles, one will die, one will find love, and another will be changed forever.

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Interesting start to a promising new series! As with many new series, book one is a little slow at first, building the world for the reader. And this one is no exception, but I will say it was a great taste into what the characters are facing. About the characters, not the type to come together on their own, this mismatched band end up uncovering something more sinister than just some wild animal attacking and killing people. I look forward to reading more of this series, it’s a mix of dystopian, paranormal, and a hint of steampunk but instead of steam it’s mage power. It’s quite interesting.

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Jonathan YanezJonathan Yanez is the author of over a dozen fantasy and science fiction novels. His works include, The Elite Series, The Nephilim Chronicles, Thrive, Bad Land, Steam and Shadows and The DeCadia Code. He has been both traditionally and independently published with his works being adapted into; ebook, print, audiobook and even optioned for film.

Although writing has been and will always be his main love, physical exercise comes in at a close second. When he’s not writing his next novel that more than likely includes some kind of zombie, superhero, angel or alternative steampunk universe he enjoys running with his Husky and working out at the gym.

His hobbies include archery, mud runs, collecting the skulls of his enemies and baking cupcakes. He lives in Southern California with his wife and two pets where he stays highly caffeinated 24/7.

If you would like to know more about his upcoming series including release dates and insider information you can visit him at www.jonathan-yanez.com and join his readers group. You’ll also receive his dystopian/survival novel, Thrive, for free when you join!

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Blazing #BlogTour: Positively Pippa by Sarah Hegger

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Displaying Positively Pippa_comp.jpgFrom author Sarah Hegger comes an exciting new series set in small-town Utah, where secrets don’t keep for long—and love turns up in the most unexpected places.

For Pippa Turner there’s only one place to go when her life self-destructs on national TV—home to Ghost Falls, and her heavily perfumed, overly dramatic, but supremely loving grandmother, Philomene. If anyone will understand how Pippa’s hit makeover show was sabotaged by her vengeful ex, it’s Phi. But she’s not the only one who’s happy to see her—and Pippa can’t help but wonder if Matt Evans, her gorgeous high-school crush turned Phi’s contractor, is game for a steamy close-up…

Matt owes his whole career to Phi and her constant demands to embellish the gothically ridiculous house he built for her. Getting to see red-headed, red-hot Pippa is a bonus, especially now that she’s no longer the troublesome teenager he remembers. He’s willing to stay behind the scenes while she gives her own life a much-needed makeover, but not forever. As far as he’s concerned, their connection is too electric to ignore. And the chance to build something lasting between them—before she can high-tail it back to Hollywood—is going to the top of his to-do list.

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EXCERPT:

Chapter 1

 “Aren’t you—?”

“No.” Not anymore she wasn’t. Pippa snatched her boarding pass from the check-in attendant and tugged her baseball cap lower over her eyes. Couldn’t Kim Kardashian help a girl out and release another sex tape or something? Anything to get Pippa away from the social media lynch mob. She kept her head down until she found her gate, and chose the seat farthest away from the other passengers waiting to board the flight to Salt Lake City. Latest copy of Vogue blocking her face, she flipped through the glossy pages.

Peeping over the top of her magazine she slammed straight into the narrowed gaze of a woman three rows over. Shit! Pippa dropped the woman’s gaze and went back to Vivienne Westwood bucking the trend.

Across the airport lounge the woman’s glare beamed into the top of her head like those laser tracking things you saw in spy movies. Pippa buckled under the burn and slouched lower into her seat.

Look at that, Fendi was doing fabulous separates this season. And really, Ralph Lauren, that’s your idea of a plus-size model? Stuff like this made her job so much harder.

Her former job.

Losing her show still clawed at her. Losing? Like she’d left the damn thing at Starbucks as she picked up her morning latte. More like her jackass ex with zero conscience had knocked it out of her hand. Framed, stitched up, wrongfully accused—judged, found guilty, and sentenced to a plethora of public loathing wiping out all the years spent building her career. Burning sense of injustice aside, she was stuck in this thing until it went away.

Angry Woman lurked in her peripheral vision. As sweat slid down her sides, Pippa tucked her elbows in tight and risked another glance.

Under an iron-gray row of rigidly permed bangs, the woman’s mouth puckered up.

Back to Vogue. The knot in her stomach twisted tighter, and she checked her cap. What the hell? A baseball cap and shades always worked for other celebrities. Why not her?

Angry Woman squared her shoulders and huffed.

This could go one of two ways. Either Angry Woman would come over and give her a piece of her mind on behalf of women everywhere, or she’d confine her anger to vicious staring and muttering. Maybe some head shaking. Please don’t let her be a crusader for women. Please, please, please. After two weeks of glares, stares and condemnation, Pippa had gotten the message:

Pippa St. Amor, the woman America loves to hate.

Right now, all she wanted was to sneak home and stay there until someone else topped her scandal. God, didn’t Vogue have anything fresh? She’d make a list. Lists were good. Soothing. Item one, run away from Angry Woman and hide in the bathroom. Item two, get your career back. She moved item two up to first place, where it had been since she left home at eighteen, and gauged the distance between her and the bathroom door. She’d never make it.

Angry Woman lifted her phone and snapped a shot of Pippa.

Damn, she’d forgotten that option; this one by far the worst. God, she hated Twitter. And Facebook. And Instagram, and Snapchat, and whatever-the-hell new social torment site some asshat was thinking up right this minute. The ongoing public derision chipped off bits of her until she felt like an open nerve ending.

A friend huddled next to Angry Woman, long hair that was totally the wrong shade of brown and aged her by ten years at least. If Pippa had her on the show, Long Hair would be wearing a cute, hip cut, a fresh new makeup look, and mile-wide smile with her new sense of self.

The reveals never got old. There was something about a woman finally seeing her own beauty that made all the other crap that went with a television career worth it. Ray had ripped that away from her too.

Pippa was getting it with double barrels now. Lips tight, matching twin spots of outraged color staining their cheeks as they whispered over Angry Woman’s phone. They both wore mom jeans. Up until two weeks ago it had been her mission to deliver moms everywhere from jeans like that. Along with those nasty, out of shape T-shirts they sold in three-packs of meh colors that had no business existing on the color spectrum. Angry and Long Hair were so her demographic. They’d probably seen the original episode live and watched it over and over again on demand or something. Maybe even watching it right this minute on YouTube.

YouTube! She hated YouTube, too.

Why didn’t they call her flight already and get her the hell out of here?

You didn’t sleep with the boss, and especially not in television. For four years. Ray had always been a bit sneaky, but to annihilate her career to boost his own? She hadn’t seen it coming. But you couldn’t rely on a man. How did she not get this by now?

Three minutes until boarding.

“Excuse me?”

Ah, shit, shit, shit, double damned shit in a bucket. So close, two minutes and fifty-five seconds. Smile and look friendly. “Yes.”

Try not to look like you.

“You’re that woman, aren’t you?” Angry Woman narrowed her eyes, and Pippa leaned back in her chair, out of striking range.

“Hmm?”

“It is you.” Long Hair planted her legs akimbo like a prizefighter. “I watched every single one of your shows. I can’t believe you said those things, and I—”

Two minutes, thirty seconds.

“—should be ashamed of yourself. What you said is a crime against women everywhere. You made that poor woman cry.”

Of course they cried. They were supposed to cry. The shows were edited to make them cry even more, but not the time to point it out.

“Shocking. And cruel. You’re just a . . . a nasty bitch.” Angry Woman got the last word in. She’d been called worse. Recently, too, and it still stung.

A man in the row opposite turned to watch the action. The three teens beside him openly stared and giggled.

I didn’t say it, people. Okay, she’d said it, but not like that. Editing, people. Creative editing—the scourge and savior of television celebrities worldwide. She could shout it across LAX and it still wouldn’t do any good. Until the next scandal broke and hers was forgotten.

“This is a boarding call . . .”

Thank you, Jesus!

“I’m sorry, that’s my flight.” Pippa creaked a smile and gathered her things. Handbag, phone, iPad, and coat. Her hands shook under the combined weight of several sets of eyes and she nearly dropped her phone.

No cabin baggage, not on this flight. Nope, this flight she’d packed just about everything she owned into the two heaviest suitcases on the planet. Paid extra weight without an argument. Anything to get the hell out of LA and home to Philomene.

Phi would know what to do.

Sarah Hegger Bio

 

Born British and raised in South Africa, Sarah Hegger suffers from an incurable case of wanderlust. Her match? A hot Canadian engineer, whose marriage proposal she accepted six short weeks after they first met. Together they’ve made homes in seven different cities across three different continents (and back again once or twice). If only it made her multilingual, but the best she can manage is idiosyncratic English, fluent Afrikaans, conversant Russian, pigeon Portuguese, even worse Zulu and enough French to get herself into trouble.

Mimicking her globe trotting adventures, Sarah’s career path began as a gainfully employed actress, drifted into public relations, settled a moment in advertising, and eventually took root in the fertile soil of her first love, writing. She also moonlights as a wife and mother.

She currently lives in Colorado with her teenage daughters, two Golden Retrievers and aforementioned husband. Part footloose buccaneer, part quixotic observer of life, Sarah’s restless heart is most content when reading or writing books.

Sarah is the recipient of the 2015 EPIC Award for Historical Romance.

She is represented my Nalini Akolekar of Spencerhill Associates.

Sarah Hegger Social Media Links:

Website: http://sarahhegger.com

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“Note From Sarah: Thank you for stopping by the Positively Pippa Blog Tour. There’s a lot of goodies up for grabs I want to let you know about. I hope you’ll join me on release day for a very special Facebook Party where fellow author Kristi Rose and I will be giving away a $400 gift card to Stitch Fix! Everyone who signs up for my newsletter right now is also entered to win one of a kind, custom made adornments from local Colorado designer SimaG Jewelry. Finally, to celebrate Pippa on this blog tour, I’m giving away some things she would love – a planner, Ulta Beauty Gift Cards and, of course, books!

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