Title: The Road to Paradise
Series: Paradise #3
Author: Leslie Pike
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 27, 2016
Happily ever after starts easy enough. It's what comes next that's the bitch. For JACK & NICKI and PAUL & BB the strength of their relationships are about to be proved, when life rocks their smooth rides and tumbles everyone's expectations in the air. When the fairytale gets real, it takes more than great sex to navigate THE ROAD TO PARADISE. It takes great love.
Paul's powerful arms sweep me back into the motor home. He slams the door shut, then rips off my towel. It goes sailing through the air and lands in the kitchen sink. Jimi Hendrix is singing "Foxy Lady" in the background, and I'm feeling the vibe. My man's playing air guitar in the nude, and he's using his dick as the instrument. He knows every word and every lick of the song. It's an outstanding performance worthy of a Grammy. What a creative guy. When he mouths that I'm his little heartbreaker and a sweet love maker, he moves to the tip of his dick and gives it an extra flick. He's really getting into it as I watch him bite his lower lip. Makes me want to suck on it right now. First the lip and then more.
I start dancing freely around the compact space, a half naked flower child. The room's been decorated with 60's posters from the Fillmore West and Winterland. The Set Decorator was correct to assume I'd like that touch. We're in the mood. We may be stoned, but that won't stop us. Nothing does. Paul puts down his "guitar", then effortlessly lifts me onto the table. He unties my fringed vest and opens it so he can see my breasts. His mouth finds my nipples and he uses his tongue to tease them to hard peaks. I lean back onto my elbows and use my foot to gently push him away. I trace the contours of his impressive muscles, exploring the hills and valleys. Paul's motif would be one word. Hard.
He grabs my ankle. Lifting my foot to his lips, he starts with my toes, planting kisses all the way down to the back of my calf. I feel his warm breath behind my knee, then on the inside of my thigh. He gets within a few inches of my pussy, then pauses to catch my gaze.
Leslie Pike lives in Orange County, California, with her husband Don, and their Pom-Poo, Mr. Big. Before writing her first novel, Leslie worked as a screenwriter on episodic television. Sheâs traveled the world with her Stuntman/Stunt Coordinator/Second Unit Director husband. Theyâve been on movie sets from Africa to Israel, from New York to Los Angeles. Some of Leslieâs favorite things include calligraphy, long walks with her friends and afternoons at the movies.
Title: Her Fierce SEAL
Series: Midnight Delta #6
Author: Caitlyn O'Leary
Genre: Military/Romantic Suspense
Release Date: July 27, 2016
Navy SEAL, Finn Crandall, still reeling from his last mission, is desperate for a purpose to bring him the redemption he needs.
Landing in Austin Texas, he meets the feisty Angie Donatelli. Sheâs a private investigator on a quest to reunite a young girl with her stolen baby. Angie is tough, and doesnât want or think that she needs help. When sheâs confronted with a man who wonât take no for an answer, sparks fly and flames ignite. Angie finds herself falling for the sexiest and most stubborn man she has ever met.
When Finn and Angie team up to search for the missing baby, Finnâs fierce protective instincts kick into high gear. As they dig deeper into the babyâs disappearance, Finnâs old nightmares get tangled up with the new horrors they encounter. Will Angieâs unconditional love and Finnâs inner strength be enough to fight the demons of his past and conquer the evils theyâre confronting today?
Angie stretched, and for the first time in days, it hardly hurt at all. Okay, it still hurt like a bitch, but she wasnât going to admit it. She had plans. Admitting she was hurting was not going to get her what she wanted. She threw off the covers and meandered into the kitchen.
âThat smells really good, what is it?â
âChicken stir-fry and noodles.â
Her mouth watered. She slid by him, a lot closer than necessary, to grab a water glass out of the cupboard.
âLet me get that.â He handed her the glass, and lightly touched her waist in the process.
She put her hand on top of his. âYou can press harder. Iâm not made of glass.â She grinned.
Finn frowned. âAre you trying to tell me youâre not in pain still? Because Iâm not buying it. Iâve had broken ribs.â
âJust one rib is broken. One,â she reminded him. âAnd my waist is fine.â
âI saw your hip.â
Angie pressed her finger to his lips. âI just wanted some water.â He raised an eyebrow. âOkay, and to brush up against you. I am doing better, except my neediness level is off the chart.â
He gently cupped her hips and brought her closer. She felt his heat, his strength, his desire. She wiggled against his erection. He hissed in a breath. âMy neediness level is pretty damn high too. I think it needs to be measured.â
Angie blinked, and threw back her head and laughed. He moved, thrust his fingers into her hair, and drew her in for a kiss, the likes of which she had never experienced. His lips were a hard, hungry wonder making her open and beg for more.
His tongue swirled in, and her head spun with carnal bliss. She sucked him deeper, scraping him with her teeth, enjoying the growl that sent ripples to her core. He plunged in again, and she nipped his tongue. His large hand gripped her ass causing her nipples to harden and her pussy to weep. She jerked away, her eyes wide.
âBedroom.â Was that husky purr her voice?
Her Boy Scout kissed the top of her head and turned to make sure all the burners were off. Then she was in his arms, and he was striding to her room.
âIt smells like a strawberry field in here, but I know one thing that will smell even better.â She froze. Oh, he was not going to be like any of the polite Southern-Boy lovers of her past.
He set her down beside the bed. She crossed her arms in front so she could take off her blouse.
âOh no, I get to unwrap my present.â
âFaster this way.â Then she did a stupid thing and tried to hurry, wincing in pain as she pulled off her top.
âDammit, Angie,â came the muffled roar. âWe do this my way, or not at all. Are we clear?â
âYes, sir.â Would he stop if she saluted? No, he wouldnât, not with the way he stared at her cleavage. Thank God for the power of boobs.
âYouâve seen me before. As a matter of fact, I wasnât wearing a bra.â
He looked up at her and shook his head. âThat can be easily rectified.â Finn unclasped her bra and peeled it down her arms. Then he knelt in front of her, and cupped both breasts, and licked a nipple. Her legs lost all strength, and she would have fallen except for his fast action. He had her lying on the bed and stripped out of her slacks and panties in under a minute.
âBeautiful,â he reiterated.
Angie was still trembling from the one caress. He pulled his shirt off with that manly over the back, one armed tug, and she finally got to see the most gorgeous chest she had ever seen in her life. She held out her arms.
Angie still had bruising on her hip, and her ribcage was still wrapped with tape.. In no way, shape or form did it detract from her beauty. But it did make him very conscious of the fact that the formidable Angie Donatelli needed to be treated like spun glass.
âNow, Finn,â she commanded. That stopped him. What? She expected him to climb on board? What kind of lovers had she had in the past? He cupped her ankle and then trailed the backs of his fingers up the inside of her leg. Higher and higher, closer and closer to the bare mound that beckoned like a candle at midnight.
She squirmed, and parted her legs further so he was tempted, and finally he was there. Just a touch and she gasped his name. Delicate flesh he had to taste and savor. He needed this closeness like he needed his next breath. Finn nuzzled, and licked, as she shuddered and sighed. Carefully, he coaxed her over the edge, exalting in her cry of pleasure.
âNow, Finn,â she pleaded. He stepped off the bed and shucked his jeans, then grabbed a condom. He laid down beside her and gathered her close. She was trembling, and so was he. For the first time in months, he was close to finding something he needed, something clean and pure. She turned in his arms.
All pleading was gone. Her fingers traced his cheekbones. She kissed his forehead. His eyelids, his lips. She was killing him. âYouâve given me so much, Finn. You donât see it. But Iâve never had someone stand beside me and want to protect me before.â
âI donât understand,â he whispered. Her skin was so soft as he touched the shell of her ear.
âOf course, you donât. Because youâre just being Finn Crandall. Youâre the man Iâm coming to love.â Finn froze, and had to have felt it. âDamn, too much, too soon, wasnât it? How about the man Iâm coming to lust?â She gave him a cheeky grin, and he his heart lurched. Ginger had made love a four letter word, he needed to reclaim it.
âLove, Angie. I like the word love a whole lot better. Lust is good, but love is whatâs happening in this roomâin this bed.â
âThen why did you tense up?â
âBad memories. But youâre chasing them away.â
âIâm glad. Do you want to talk about it?â Her brown eyes a soft liquid brown.
He needed another kind of intimacy right then. âLater, I want this kind of love, first.â He bent down and parted her lips with his. The flavor of strawberries exploded across his senses. She stroked him with one hand, while the other pulled the condom wrapper from his hand.
âI canât wait, I need you.â Her thumb glided over his tip, and he was close to losing it.
âSlow, I need this to last. We only have one first time, Lady, I want to savor it.â
Her breath hitched, and she kissed his chin. He brushed the arch of her brow, and gazed into her eyes. Then he stroked downward until he was once again cupping her breast, rolling her nipple to a swollen point.
âSo good,â she sighed softly, was there pain in her sigh? He bent, and took the crest in his mouth, holding her gently down on the bed, and forcing her to keep still for his ministrations.
âLet me move.â
âNo. It hurts you.â
âStaying still hurts more.â
She had so much to learn. He squeezed, and she cried out. âJust lie there and enjoy this. I need to touch you, please you. I canât stand the thought of you in pain.â He tenderly clasped her delicate flesh, loving how her breath caught.
He obliged, and then his thumb rasped over her nipple, again and again. She made a small move, and he stopped.
âYou move and I stop, thatâs the game.â
âI donât like that game.â He softly grasped her nipple with his teeth, and she shrilled with pleasure as his tongue worked the nub. The moment she moved he stopped.
âI. Hate. This. Game.â
âI donât want you to be in pain.â
âThereâs a part of me that is painfully achy. Painfully empty.â She smiled. He licked her nipple one last time, and then kissed her beautiful smile. She drew him in, he gloried in the closeness and realized she was right. He found the wrapper, and she helped to get the protection in place, doubling the amount of time it took with four hands attempting the task.
Their laughter filled the bedroom, then they looked at one another and realized the moment had finally come.
âFinn?â her voice trembled.
âI have you.â Had it ever been more important? He watched her languid expression of joy as he slowly slid home. She tried to lift, but he held her still. âJust squeeze baby.â He felt her clutch, and sweat broke out all over his body. She gave him a dazed smile as she clenched in a sweet rhythm with his every thrust.
âThis is incredible,â she breathed.
âItâs you. You take my breath away, Lady.â Faster, but still careful, he moved. She gripped him tighter and made the sweetest sounds of passion. Her nails dug into his ass, as she pushed upwards, and he thrust harder and faster, loving her tight pulsing.
He watched as her eyes glazed over and she started to tremble. He continued his loving strokes, and watched as she flew, then he followed. When he came back to himself, he realized he had finally found redemption.
Caitlyn OâLeary is an avid reader, and considers herself a fan first and an author second. She reads a wide variety of genres, but finds herself going back to happily-ever-afters. Getting a chance to write, after years in corporate America is a dream come true. She hopes that her stories provide the kind of entertainment and escape that she has found from some of her favorite authors.
Her Series Include:
THE FOUND: Itâs a bit Paranormal, a bit Sci-Fi and 100% Action/Adventure. The characters have special abilities, that make them targets.
MIDNIGHT DELTA This is focused on a group of Navy Seals. What makes them special is their bond to one another, and the women they come to love.
FATE HARBOR This is the series that started her career, it is a Menage Series that takes place in Fate Harbor Washington. It focuses on a tight knit community who live and love and care for one another.
She loves to hear from her readers. email@example.com
Series: The Token #10
Author: Marata Eros
Genre: Dark Romance
Release Date: August 31
An Alpha Billionaire Dark Romance from the NYT bestselling author of A TERRIBLE LOVE.
Who is Shepard?
Léo Dubois is a Handler. A Handler of Women. Himself--and the right hand man serving the king of the French mob. When Shepard gifts his wife the divorce she deserves, setting her free from abuse, Shepard begins a fresh start in a new land.
A year later, what he gets are pursuers who wish to recruit him for a role he never wants to fill again. Marissa is a new acquisition who falls prey to the long reach of la famille, and Shepard makes choices that endanger them both, though they are the right ones.
Can Shepard shed the sins of his past, and find love with a woman as abused as he? Can they find love with each other, though neither have been loved before?
Marata Eros is the author of over seventy titles, including her NEW YORK TIMES bestselling novel, A TERRIBLE LOVE, and the #1 international bestselling erotic Interracial and African-American TOKEN serial. Marata writes a variety of dark fiction in the genres of erotica, fantasy, romance, suspense and sci-fi. She and her husband live in the midwest with their four sons and three disrespectful dogs. Marata's #1 hobby is reading; she loves interacting with her readers.
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Title: Spectacular Rascal
(A Sexy Flirty Dirty Standalone Romance)
Author: Lili Valente
Genre: Contemporary Romantic Comedy
Release Date: July 26, 2016
A Sexy Flirty Dirty Standalone Romance
F*ck being good. When you’ve been screwed over by Mr. Wrong, let a Spectacular Rascal show you how good it feels to be bad.
My best friend and boss at Magnificent Bastard consulting—get revenge on your ex or your money back—is the smooth, successful New York businessman type. But me? I’m the other guy—the one you don’t bring home to mama. The tattooed, rough-around-the-edges, 100% primal badass. I won’t pull out your chair, sweetheart, but I will pull your hair.
I’ve got what it takes to make sure your dangerous dick of an ex thinks twice before he knocks on your door again.
Or I thought I did, until I meet my latest client: Catherine Jones, a.k.a. Polka Dot Panties. Former college running partner, sexiest woman I’ve ever almost de-virginized, and the only girl I’ve never been able to get out of my damn head.
Now my one-that-got-away is looking up at me with those big green eyes, daring me to take on an ex as dick-ish and dangerous as hers.
Well, you know what they say—it’s all fun and games until you’re making out on top of a mobster’s limousine.
Soon Catherine and I are in deep. We’re on guard, on the run, and on top of each other every chance we get. But outsmarting her mobster ex is the least of my worries, especially when I start thinking our falling hard act isn’t an act at all.
But after all this time, can a guy from the wrong side of the tracks find his forever with the sweet and sexy polka-dot-pantied girl next door?
Warning: SPECTACULAR RASCAL is a stand-alone erotic romance told from the hero’s point of view. No cliffhanger. Lots of dirty talk.
U.S.A. Today Bestselling author Lili Valente has slept under the stars in Greece, eaten dinner at midnight with French men who couldn’t be trusted to keep their mouths on their food, and walked alone through Munich’s red light district after dark and lived to tell the tale.
These days you can find her writing in a tent beside the sea, drinking coconut water and thinking delightfully dirty thoughts.
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Title: No Offense, Darlinâ
Series: Like A Lady #5
Author: S.J. Sawyer
Genre: New Adult Romance
Release Date: July 23, 2016
Jake Roberson is nothing but a lying bastard. Every whisper that falls from his lips is a betrayal, but I canât seem to convince myself to walk away. When he comes sauntering toward me, all those particulars go right out the window, and I cave. Every. Single. Time.
No more, though. I canât. Thereâs too much at stake this time around, and I wonât have it.
Besides, one night with Beau, thatâs all it took. Iâm sunk. He was amazing in every way imaginable, and he still is. Why he likes someone like me, I canât fathom. Heâs such a good man, and he only ever sees the best in people, me included. Itâs an amazing thing. The way he looks at the world, itâs like magic. Every bone, every muscle, every fiber of Beau Reedâs being is good, and he never stops proving that to me. Heâs a good guy deep down in his core where it counts. Iâve always known that, even when I first met him. Itâs something that radiates out from him like this big glowing light. Never have I ever met anyone like him.
But because heâs good, I have to make him go. ~Shelby
I canât focus on anything else:
Soft, brown hair hanging in waves down to creamy skin that looks all too damned touchable.
Big eyes that could never be described with any justice, brown to green, maybe hazel, with so much vibrant light, etching them forever into memory.
Plump, smooth, kissable lips that are the stuff of fantasy, with the bottom one slightly fuller than the top, perfect.
Itâs always Shelby, always been Shelby, and there doesnât seem to be anything or anyone that can make that any different.
Except, now, thereâs more at play than just her. For once, itâs not about Shelby Case, and despite my best efforts to save her, thereâs things that I canât rescue her from. ~Beau
NOTE: No Offense, Darlinâ is the first Like A Lady novel. While it could be read as a standalone, for the full effect of Beau and Shelbyâs backstory, the Like A Lady serial should be read as a prequel to this novel. The first part of the serial, Big Girl Panties, is free.
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Chapter One: Beau
"If the heat hangs on any longer, I'm gonna move to Colorado," I tell Preston. "I'm done with it."
"Hell, it's only the first of October. We got a couple more weeks of the heat, man, and you know it. Best get used to it."
"Somethin' hasta give."
"Listen, you're actin' like a lil'-"
My radio goes off, scaring the daylights out of us both. Laughing, I turn the loud buzzing down a bit and listen to the dispatcher calling for me over at the bar. Of course, it's for me. It couldn't be the fire guys. Getting up from my seat, I groan, wanting to cuss, but I've been workin' on that shi- stuff. I've been watching what I say because, now I have a little niece toddling around repeating everything, my mom is gonna end up beating my backside if I don't. One tiny shit or hell slips off her sweet lips, and we'll all get our mouths washed out with lye soap.
"I guess I gotta go," I tell him, grabbing my takeout cup and cookies off the table between us. "I'll talk to you tomorrow. Nothin' good ever happens on college night out at Rowdy's."
"Alright. Let me know about fishing in the morning. I won't wait around forever."
Shaking my head, because I know he'll wait as long as I dam- dang well please, I head out of Subway, with a groan for all the stupid people in this town. The only thing to do around here on a weekend night is go to the bar or party in a pasture. We don't have a theater or bowling alley in town. Heck, we barely have a restaurant that stays open past nine. Thursdays start the weekend early, offering up dollar beer to the college kids. It wouldn't be so bad except all the rednecks around this place, including my brother Carl, act like idiots, thinking they are twenty-one, again. They can't handle their beer, dang sure not their liquor, and it ends up in a huge, messy brawl. The whole thing is like clockwork, every single weekend.
The Tahoe is parked right out in front of the restaurant for ease of access, not that much occurs around Freemont except traffic violations, the occasional wreck, and domestics. Getting inside, I buckle up before flipping on the lights. The blue and reds light up the night, and several high school kids get into their vehicles. Instead of racing out to Rowdy's, I take my time, careful of all the sixteen year olds. They've been loitering about since before I got here for dinner. Itâs not a school night, thanks to the county-wide teacher's meeting tomorrow, but it's the least of my issues, apparently. They know better, though, because the owner is gonna complain about it on Monday, and then, I'll be forced to give them grief next weekend.
Same ole thing, different day.
Calling in to Liz, I laugh when she sighs, dramatically. "What's goin' on out there, tonight?" I ask.
"I'm not real sure. Domestic disturbance of some kind," she tells me, boredom soaking her every word. "I figure some drunk asshole beat up his old lady."
"I'm bettin' bar fight over a pretty girl. What are we wagering?"
"Ten bucks. I'm broke 'til payday."
"What the heck is the city payin' you? I'm broke, like livin' on some dang noodles broke, and here you are wagering ten? Five."
"Fine. Five it is, but you're doing this cause you know I'm going to win."
"We'll see," I laugh. Pulling into the rough parking lot, I park up front, watching as people scatter to the four corners. "I'm here, now. Talk to ya in a bit."
"Be safe," she tells me, as always.
She says it like I'm not always safe. I mean, when have I ever given anyone the idea I wouldn't be a hundred and ten percent, vest-wearing careful? I'm always careful. Well, most of the time, I'm careful. Sometimes.
Getting out of the car, I slam the door. The owner, Jeff, comes running over to me before I can even take a step in his direction. All six foot, three hundred pounds of him is barreling toward me at a speed I wasn't sure he possessed, and quite honestly, I'm scared for my freaking life. I take a step back, just in case, but he stops short, waving for me to follow him toward the bar's front door.
"What's goin' on, tonight?" I ask.
He shakes his head. "I don't know what got into the fool girl's head. I tell ya, she's off her rocker, Beau. Don't know what she was thinking, bringing trouble like this around here."
Ahh, there's always a girl, usually a sorta pretty one. Why is it always over a dang girl? Men do the stupidest sh- stuff over them. It's something that's hard wired into us, imbedded inside our DNA.
"Slow down. What exactly happened?"
Roger, a regular out here, holds the door open for Jeff and me. We both walk in like we own the place, and looking around, I don't see anything out of the ordinary. The lights are still mostly in place in their ancient fixtures, the bar stools are intact, and there doesn't seem to be any broken glass or pool sticks. I worked the Halloween Brawl. It occurred my first week on the PD and was some scary sh- stuff. It was bad, real bad, but this...well, it doesn't look like that at all. Inside Rowdy's, it looks like an extremely slow night, but Jeff doesn't stop inside. He walks straight through the bar, down the hall by his office, and out the back. I follow along, thoroughly confused.
"She's out here, Beau. I dunno what you are gonna do about it."
"What the he-"
There's no need to finish the sentence. I know exactly what he's talking about, and suddenly, I wish it were Mike, Cliff, Jared, or anyone's night to work this except mine. Why did it hafta be me?
"What's going on out here?" I ask, directing my question to Jake Roberson. "Jeff says we have a problem."
"Damn right we have a problem, Beau! Goddamn!" he yells back. Heâs pacing back and forth, as if thereâs too much energy inside him to be contained. "The stupid cunt is out of her damned head! What the hell was she thinking? She took a fucking baseball bat to my brand new truck! My brand new truck! You have to do something. Haul her ass in!"
Now, here's the story. I don't like Jake Roberson, not even a little bit, not at all. The way I see it, he's screwed over one too many people in his two decades on this planet, and I figure he deserves about anything he gets. Even as a kid, he was a brat. Spoiled to the core. I've never known him to have a bit of niceness in his body. His parents have raised him to feel entitled, but best I can tell, there's nothing all too special about him. He's a lazy son of a bi- jerk, lives off his daddy's money, and has managed to skate through life on his family name.
"Now, slow down. What are we talkinâ about?"
"You might as well go ahead and arrest me, take me to a cell. There's no arguing with the high and mighty Roberson family."
Jake jumps toward the soft voice behind me, lunging. His buddy Grayson pulls him back by his shirttail. He's yelling at him to keep his cool, telling him he needs to keep his nose clean, but Jake is pissed and it shows. Turning, I look into the semi-darkness behind me, hunting for the face I know is there. The poor lighting hides a beautiful set of hazel eyes, but the face is there, looking good and furious. It's like she's daring me to take her up on her words.
She should know I never back down from a challenge.
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Twenty-something, Okie girl S.J. Sawyer enjoys creating the best book-boyfriends in a mix of romance, humor, and reality, loving her heroes swoon-worthy and stubborn. Author of the Sealed series and Like A Lady serial, writing new adult, romantic comedy, and contemporary romance. Mom of three; wife of one. Graduate of SOSU with a Bachelorâs degree in English Lit. Lover of books, young and old. Sucker for the happy ending.
If I thought Holly Woods was crazy before, I was wrong. Devin is finally married. Nonna's on the wedding warpath. Drake might be getting ideas. His mom just dropped a bombshell, and Bek is caught between a hot as hell FBI agent and my super-sweet little brother. And I still don't have the shoe closet Drake promised me when he moved in six months ago. At least there's one positive: the old, abandoned Holly Woods Theater is about to reopen, and there's nothing like a theater opening to bring people together... And make crazy grandmothers forget proposal agendas. Until that theater comes with a dead body. A very, very, very dead body. Chaos is coming to town. Everything I've ever known about Holly Woods might just be about to change.
By day, New York Times and USA Today bestselling New Adult author Emma Hart dons a cape and calls herself Super Mum to two beautiful little monsters. By night, she drops the cape, pours a glass of whatever she fancies - usually wine - and writes books.
Emma is working on Top Secret projects she will share with her followers and fans at every available opportunity. Naturally, all Top Secret projects involve a dashingly hot guy who likes to forget to wear a shirt, a sprinkling (or several) of hold-onto-your-panties hot scenes, and a whole lotta love.
She likes to be busy - unless busy involves doing the dishes, but that seems to be when all the ideas come to life.
Series: A DS Fight Club Novel
Author: Josie Kerr
Genre: Sports Romance
"Kicker" is the first book in an MMA contemporary romance series, chronicling the fighters of DS Fight Club in Atlanta, Georgia.
“5 fight me stars!!! Tig, Tig, Tig…. that’s all you need to know!!!” - Alpha Book Club
“Tig is a sweetheart, even for being a "fighter". He's definitely more lover than fighter. His southern charm and manners were just refreshing.” - TBR Book Blog
“This was my first book by this author and after getting a third of the way through I quickly bought her other books.” - Loves 2 Read Romance
“Charlotte.” Tig’s voice and eyes softened. “Life’s too short to surround yourself with things you hate, and people that make you feel like you’re wanting.” He sighed and shook his head.
“I’m a coward,” Charlotte said quietly. “I’m thirty-six years old, and I’m still trying to please . . well, just about everyone.”
“Well, cut that shit out,” Tig said, and he put his hat back on his head. “Pack a bag, girl.”
“Pack a bag. We’re going to my place.”
“What . . . what should I pack?”
Tig shrugged. “Something to wear tomorrow. I like the way you smell, so bring some of whatever that stuff is because I sure as hell don’t want you smelling like my soap.”
Charlotte nodded, stunned, and walked into her bedroom. As she was packing a small quilted tote bag, she heard Tig call her name.
“Don’t bother packing pajamas, Charlotte; there’s not going to be any need for those tonight.”
Josie Kerr is transplanted West Texan living on the edge of semi-profoundly rural Georgia, a.k.a. the southernmost edge of the northernmost county in Metro Atlanta.She has an M.Ed. in Secondary English Education, but discovered that she hated high school more the second time than she did the first, so she decided to meld her love of technology with her background in education and became an Instructional Designer. When not writing articles about how to fire someone without getting sued or why you should really not apply for jobs using your SexxyStud99@aol.com email address, she writes steamy romance novels that feature grown-up Heroes and Heroines.
Series: The Recherché Series #1
Author: LP Lovell
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 25, 2016
I’m selling your fantasy. Are you buying?
They say that love is the most powerful force in the universe. They’re wrong. Sex, lust, passion, these are the emotions which human beings crave. And they’ll spend any amount of money for a taste.
I’m the guy that makes your heartbeat rise with a look, your breath falter with a touch. It’s my job. My name is Thor Jameson and I’m a male escort. No, I’m THE male escort. My reputation is unrivalled and well deserved.
I’ve always been for sale, until the one thing I didn’t even realise I wanted was thrust in my face by chance. For once, I’m not selling, and she’s certainly not buying.
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I’m selling your fantasy. Are you buying?
My name is Kaden Ryan and I’m a male escort. I never intended to become an escort, but an opportunity fell into my lap and I took it. It was simple: get paid for sex, an orgasm, a night of pleasure. It's certainly an easy way to work my way through medical school.
But not everyone's fantasy is as simple as an orgasm. Some women like the game, and one in particular wants to push me to places I never thought I would go, paid or otherwise. She's going to be the one to give me a real education.
*THIS BOOK IS AN EROTIC STANDALONE*
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Title: Competing with the Star
Author: Krysten Lindsay Hager
Genre: Mature YA Romance
Release Date: March 22, 2016 Publisher: Limitless Publishing
The perfect guy, the perfect location. What could go wrong?
Hadley Danielsâs life seems perfectâ¦
Before the beginning of sophomore year of high school, Hadley and her family move to a beautiful beach town, where she makes amazing new friends and lands the boyfriend of her dreamsâNick Jenkins. Heâs the kind of guy every girl swoons over, and it isnât long until Hadley discovers some are still swooning.
A famous ex-girlfriend makes matters more complicatedâ¦
After some time dating, Hadley and Nick form a deep bond. But insecurity sets in when Hadley discovers her boyfriend once had a huge crush on her friendâwho just happens to be the beautiful former teen TV star, Simone Hendrickson.
The past is the pastâor so they sayâ¦
Hadley confronts Nick, who confesses about his history with Simone. Though he claims to only have eyes for Hadley now, itâs hard to believeâespecially when sheâs blindsided with the news that Nick and Simone kissed after school.
Now Hadley must determine who is telling the truth. Love, betrayal, friendshipâ¦who needs soap opera drama when youâre busy competing with a star?
âLovers of YA romance will definitely love The Star Series.â Readersâ Favorite Book ReviewsâHadley our teenage heroine has many of the insecurities, which inflict most of us at this young ageâ¦A lovely story, with some good lessons about friendship, self-esteem and relationships, perfectly pitched for teen/young adult readers.â From author Jane Hunt. ââ¦Hadley realizes is that even celebrities have their own insecurities, make bad decisions and underneath all that make up and the clothes they are just teenage girls hiding their own problems.â Review: for Living in a Bookworld (Greece)âIt brings to life the beauty of YA romance with all its uncertainties and possibilities. In the midst of all the drama, confusion, and romance, the story also gives off a beautiful and serene sense of family.â Readersâ Favorite Book Reviews.âI love this series and highly recommend it to both teenagers and adults. For me Krysten Lindsay Hager's books always mean a wonderful trip down memory lane.â With Love for Books Book Reviews
Krysten Lindsay Hager writes about friendship, self-esteem, fitting in, frenemies, crushes, fame, first loves, and values. She is the author of True Colors, Best Friends...Forever?, Next Door to a Star, Landry in Like, and Competing with the Star (The Star Series: Book 2). Her work has been featured in USA Today, The Flint Journal, the Grand Haven Tribune, the Bellbrook Times, and on Living Dayton.
Besides mining her teen years and humiliating moments for her novels, âKrysten is a also a book addict who has never met a bookstore she didnât like. Sheâs worked as a journalist and writes young adult, middle grade, new adult, and adult fiction as well as humor essays. She is originally from Michigan and has lived in Portugal, South Dakota, and currently resides in southwestern Ohio where you can find her reading and writing when sheâs not catching up on her favorite shows (she's addicted to American Dad to the point where she quotes episodes daily and she also loves Girl Meets World). She's a big Detroit Lions fan and even has a team gnome she inherited from her dad. She received her masterâs degree from the University of Michigan-Flint.
Dancing for the Badman (Russian Bratva #3)
Author: Hayley Faiman
Genre: Romantic Suspense
A lifetime ago, Kirill Baryshev was a man in love. Born and raised to embody what it means to be a Russian soldier—hard, cold, and ruthless—she was the one person he trusted with his heart. She was his gold. She was his treasure. And then she was gone. Her death, coupled with the death of their unborn child, was an act of betrayal. She took herself away from him after learning who he really was. A badman. A Bratva man.
A decade ago, Tatyana Orlova was a young woman who knew her future—and he was unbearably handsome. But when the FBI knocked on her door, warning her that her future was a dangerous man with ties to the Russian mafia, her fear rewrote her future in seconds. Pregnant and alone, she fled, the heartache of her decision something she knew she would carry with her always. Raising a daughter on her own, working the pole night after night, was far from a dream come true. Her life was about survival. Her hope was lost in reality—until her past darkened her door.
Lies. Regret. Fear. Anger. It all rises to the surface when the truth is revealed and Kirill and Tatyana are reunited. One federal agent's obsession leads the fated lovers back together. But the love they once shared was shattered years ago, and the pain that accompanied that loss may not ever be overcome. Tatyana will endure Kirill's cruel treatment toward her for the sake of their daughter, but the love she harbors for him is not lost. His presence makes her hope. His presence makes her dream. Maybe, just maybe, she can dance her way back into her badman's heart.
32 years young... born and raised in California, did a stint in Oregon only to return to the Golden State. Lived that life a while until the Lone Star State called to us, Hill Country, Texas is where we call home, where our boots rest and loving that country life. Living the life with one bearded power pole climbing husband, two little boys that are full of energy and drive us crazy plus a chocolate lab named Optimus Prime.
Title: Broken Pieces
Series: Broken Series #4
Author: H D'Agostino
Photographer: Kelsey Keeton of K. Keeton Designs
Designer: Kari March Designs
Cover Models: Cameo Hopper, Grant Lorscheider, and Eric Wadkins
Genre: Contemporary Romance Love Triangle
Release Date: July 11, 2016
One drunken night a nameless one-night stand changes everything for Alison Tanner. Her world suddenly turns on its side, and she has a whole other person to consider. One that will rely on her for everything and love her unconditionally. One that will cause her more guilt that she can imagine because she can’t answer the most important question of all… where’s my daddy?
Time passes and Ally moves on, finding love in one of the most unlikely places. But things are never that simple. What happens when the nameless stranger comes walking back into their lives? How will this affect their child, and is this new love strong enough to weather the storm?
Our hearts don’t always want what’s easy. Sometimes they send us on a path that will eventually break us. Which path will Ally choose, and who awaits her at the end of that journey? Join Ally and the rest of the gang in Broken Pieces, the final book in The Broken Series.
**NOTE: This is NOT a menage romance, it is a love triangle**
“Emotions are involved, hearts are broken, and clarity comes to light but in the end...:” ?????Star from Author Skye Turner
“Stress, Agony and lots of hot Weston scenes made the book a great read!!!” - ????? Star from Twinsie Talks
Heather D’Agostino is an avid reader turned Bestselling Author of the Contemporary Romance Series The Broken Series, The Shatter Series, The Second Chances Series, The Cook Brothers Series, and Romantic Suspense series The Witness Series.
She attended the University of North Carolina at Charlotte where she received a Bachelor’s of Arts in Elementary Education with a minor in Mathematics.
Title: The Night He Saved Me
Author: Sarah Stevens
Genre: New Adult Romance
Release Date: July 21, 2016
Photography: Lindee Robinson Photography
Cover Models: JJ Butts and Meagan Pacholski
One night. One party. One girl forever changed.
I was supposed to stay on the path I had chosen. Go to college and make something of myself. But doing it all alone wasn't easy, and it seemed everyone was against me.
Except James. He was there to catch me when my world crumbled—cradling my emotions and wrapping me in his secure embrace. James was there when the entire world disappeared.
One glance. One undeniable connection. One life forever changed.
Keeping myself hidden from a legacy I wanted no part of, I lived a content life. Until her. She swept in, making me forget all the bad that haunted me. Now, the past I tried to run from has caught up, and I have more to lose than ever. She’s the target, and I’m the shield.
She thinks I saved her, but she’s the one who rescued me.
Two worlds. Two hearts. And a lifetime of trials.
“You don’t even know me. How can you love me?” “I know what you do to me, and I want to get to know you. I want to know all about you, but most of all, right now I want to know what is going on with you because I feel the need to protect you but I don’t know what from.” “You can’t protect me, everything that has happened is done, and I have to live with it. There is no saving me from myself.”
Sarah Stevens is a New Adult Romance author.
Sarah started writing her first novel The Night He Saved Me two years ago in her free time while being a stay-at-home mom. Then one day, it started to flow, and she was writing "The End" in a matter of two months.
When she isn't writing, she is enjoying the southern life with her husband, three kids, a Saint Bernard—who is still adjusting to the southern summers—and Carrots, the bunny. She can't go a day without her coffee in the morning—and a few more cups during the day and her late nights writing.
She enjoys reading Contemporary or New Adult Romance and going to the pool or beach as much as she can. She loves all things Disney and collects Disney mugs to drink her beloved coffee in.
Title: Secret Love
Series: Love Stings #2
Author: Evan Grace
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 22, 2016
Competition is healthy. Except Carrington Carter can’t ever seem to win…
Carrington has never been good enough, between competing with the ghost of a sister she never met and a brother who can do no wrong in their parents’ eyes. She’s convinced finishing nursing school will finally make her parents proud, until she finds out she didn’t pass her boards. Now she needs money, more than she’d make working as a nurse’s aide.
A secret life of late nights and fast cash may be the only way to keep the news of her most recent failure from her parents…
While driving to the hospital, she spots a gentlemen’s club, the Thirsty Beaver, and decides to apply for a job as a dancer. She’s danced her whole life—how hard could it be? The only problem is it’ll have to be a secret because if her parents found out, it’d be one more thing for them to be disappointed with her about.
David “Damien” Michaels loves his job with the DEA. Posing as a bouncer at a strip club is just another assignment…
Damien lives the single life, scratching his itch one woman at a time, while jumping his career up the ladder. The fact-finding case at the Thirsty Beaver goes perfectly until one gorgeous redhead complicates everything. She doesn’t belong there, and he knows it.
One look leaves him mesmerized, and he realizes she’s gotten under his skin. He knows he should stay away from her. It could jeopardize her safety and his case, but when he can’t convince her to leave the club…rules no longer apply.
Will the truth set them free, or will Carrington and Damien finally be consumed by their…Secret Love?
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I’ve never been to a strip club before, so I wasn’t sure what to expect. The strip clubs and gentleman’s clubs in the movies always looked seedy, more like whorehouses. This one doesn’t look seedy at all. A beautiful wood bar runs along one side of the building. Black and white leather furniture is spread throughout the space with matching tables. Booths line the perimeter.
There’s one main stage with three different poles placed in various spots on the stage. Two smaller stages are on opposite sides of the main one. The DJ booth is in the corner, and I can see a guy standing up there. Right now, the music is a lot lower than one might expect. A group of men in suits are all sitting around one table with drinks in their hands. There’s no one dancing, but a girl in a bikini is standing by the table of men.
“Can I help you?"
The voice behind me causes me to jump and then turn around. The woman is gorgeous. She has to be at least six feet tall. Her blonde hair is slicked back, giving the illusion of a Mohawk.
“Um, yes. Hi, I was wondering if you were hiring.”
She looks me over and surprisingly makes me feel like a piece of meat. For a second, I think I’m imagining it until the woman very slowly lets her gaze travel down my body and then settle on my breasts. She bites into her lower lip before she looks back up at my face.
“Follow me.” She starts walking toward the bar, so I follow behind her. My palms become sweaty as we step behind the bar and head down a hallway that leads to a huge office. “Have a seat. What’s your name, sweetheart?” Her voice is husky, and she has a slight accent that I can’t place.
“It’s Carrington Carter.”
“You want to be a dancer here?” I nod my head. “Have you danced before?”
“I’ve been dancing since before I could even walk. Now, I’ve never stripped before, but I don’t have a problem showing off my body.” I sound confident even though, under this woman’s scrutiny, I’m feeling self- conscious.
“You are beautiful. Our customers are going to love you. I’m Bridgette, by the way, and I’m in charge of all of the girls. We don’t need any more dancers right now, but we can always bring you on as a cocktail server until a spot opens up. You’ll make sure the customers have full glasses, help serve during private parties, flirt, and make sure everyone is having a good time. What do you think?”
A Midwesterner and self-proclaimed nerd, Evan has been an avid reader most of her life, but five years ago got bit by the writing bug, and it quickly became her addiction, passion and therapy. When the voices in her head give it a rest, she can always be found with her e-reader in her hand. Some of her favorites include, Shayla Black, Jaci Burton, Madeline Sheehan and Jamie Mcguire. Evan finds a lot of her inspiration in music, so if you see her wearing her headphones you know she means business and is in the zone.
During the day Evan works for a large homecare agency and at night she’s superwoman. She’s a wife to Jim and a mom to Ethan and Evan, a cook, a tutor, a friend and a writer. How does she do it? She’ll never tell.
Series: The Harlow Brothers #1
Author: Brie Paisley
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 22, 2016
She was the one for me.
The one that I knew would be mine forever until I made the biggest mistake. I pushed her away and I’ve regretted that decision ever since. I’ve tried to move on, tried to put the memory of her behind me, but she’s always consuming my thoughts. Now, she’s back in our hometown, trying to rebuild a new life. I know she’s keeping secrets. She tries to hide them from me, and I will do whatever it takes to prove that I’m the one she needs. Because Shelby Ross is the other part of me that I can’t live without and I refuse to let her go again.
He broke my heart.I never thought I would be able to pick up the pieces he left behind. When he let me go, I ran away from it all, thinking it was the easiest thing to do. But, running has a price and I’ve paid it in full for years. Now, I’m back where it all began, back to putting my life together and starting over. It should’ve been easy, but Carter Harlow is reawakening long buried emotions that I thought were gone. He wants to make me his again. I can’t let that happen. He ruined me, broke me, and I’m afraid I’ll never survive it a second time around.
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It seems like a lifetime since I first met Carter Harlow.
We lived in the same small town where you couldn’t go anywhere without seeing a familiar and friendly face. I was five years old and he was six. I remember that day, perfectly. We were at school, playing outside during recess. The school year was almost up, and it was a hot sunny day. The kids in my class played chase, or were in the sandbox making sandcastles. I was sitting on the swing, in my own little world. I didn’t know how to swing yet without someone pushing me. My legs dangled, and I kicked the pebbled rocks with the tip of my shoes. I watched the other kids playing, seeing they all had a playmate. It made me sad and envious that I didn’t have that. All I wanted was someone to push me on the swing. I didn’t have any friends back then, and maybe Carter knew what a lonely little girl I was.
Looking back, I didn’t understand why my Mom didn’t want anything to do with me, or why my Dad always smelled funny. But, Carter didn’t make fun of my dirty clothes, or say anything about how I hadn’t bathed in a week. He walked right up to me, touched my hand holding tightly onto the chain of the swing, and looked right at me.
“I’m Carter. What’s your name?”
I squinted my eyes at him, wondering if he was about to comment on why I was alone. Most kids made fun of me because I didn’t have any friends. They would tease me relentlessly, but it seemed like Carter wasn’t like the other kids at school. “Shelby.”
He stared at me for a moment, then asked, “Can I push you?” I smiled brightly and nodded eagerly. All I wanted was a friend, someone to play with me. Carter took his hand off mine, and walked behind me. He grabbed a hold of the chains, and began to push me. I remembered laughing loudly, loving how high he pushed me. I also remembered holding on tightly to the chains, and looking around the playground at the other kids. They didn’t pay us any mind, and I told Carter to push me higher and higher. He did as I asked, laughing right along with me. I finally had someone to play with, and I felt happy. For the first time in my life, I felt just like all the other kids. I felt normal. I remembered how in just a short amount of time, I felt accepted.
When the bell rang for us to go back inside, Carter slowed me down, and helped me off the swing. He held my hand as we walked back into the building, and I started to dread him letting my hand go, and heading back to his class. I didn’t want him to leave me. “Don’t worry, Shelby. I’ll see you after school.” He told me once we stopped at my classroom. I grinned, and nodded at his promise. That one simple promise meant the world to me, and even if I didn’t have any friends in my class, I knew I gained a new friend with Carter. When he met me right outside my classroom at the end of the day, I knew at the tender age of five, Carter would always keep his promises. Even though we’d just met, we shared a bond, something special.
Thinking about it now, I was way too young to understand the connection we had. There was just something about that sweet, young boy. He quickly became my best friend, and there was hardly any moments when we weren’t together.
Now that I’m older, I still don’t understand the connection we had back then. Even when Carter and his family opened their arms and home to me when I needed them the most. I still didn’t understand why he wanted to be around me. No one else in my family cared anything about me, and it was inevitable for me to fall head over heels in love with him. It didn’t happen suddenly. It happened slowly over the years, slowly changing our relationship into something I couldn’t live without. There are so many things I still look back on, and I try to figure out why Carter and I were so drawn together. Why, after everything we went through, he could just … let me go. I thought what Carter and I had was special, one of a kind. But, everything changed once Carter left for college.
When Carter Harlow broke my heart, I did what I knew best.
Brie Paisley is a small town gal from Mississippi. She always wanted to write at a young age and was always filling journals with her thoughts and short stories. Brie started with the idea of Worshipped a year ago and with the encouragement of her husband and sister in law, she was able to write her first book. When she is not writing, you can find her reading a good book, painting, scrapbooking, or watching a good movie with her husband and her boxer.
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Title: ChallengeSeries: Oni Fighters #3
Author: Natalie Gayle
Genre: Contemporary/MMA Romance
Release Date: July 18, 2016
How does something so right suddenly go so wrong? Maybe because fate is an evil bitch.
Seth Harris was Onigashima Fighters resident womanizer, party animal and good time guy. He was just as quick with a joke as he was with his fists in the cage. Fast and looseâthatâs the way he liked to play it in all aspects of his life. Was that the real Seth or a carefully crafted faÃ§ade?
Sophia Sommers knew her looks were what everyone noticed firstâuntil she threw a kick punch combination. Few realised, her real gifts were determination, courage and adaptability. Her course was clear and chartedâ¦until she let Seth Harris under her guard.
One nightâ two actions. Thatâs all it takes to set off a chain reaction that changes the course of their lives.
What happens when fate intervenes and leaves them both reeling, with nothing more than hazy memories of how they landed in their new and terrifying reality?
Will these two very different people accept the challenge fate has dealt them? Or will their inner demons convince them to walk away from a fight harder than theyâve ever faced before?
They must first acceptâThe hardest demons to defeat are the ones inside. Theyâll have to rise to the challenge.
A confessed readaholic and romantic junkie, Natalie spends her time juggling a busy career as an IT professional and author. In between staring at a computer screen (she spends lot time doing that!) Natalie, enjoys living the Gold Coast life with her very tolerant husband and two school aged children.
She loves spending time with family and friends, hitting the beach, cooking, working out and curling up with a good book. Her pet hates are cleaning and anything else that can be considered âdomestic dullnessâ. If she could have one wish it would be to be able to fit 48 hours into 24.
Natalie is the author of the Centre Games Series. A fast paced, romantic suspense series set on the Gold Coast, Australia. The series tells the stories of the Centre, a quasi government agency established to fight environmental, biological and agricultural threats. The Centre Games books are filled with hot alpha males and the feisty independent females strong enough to capture their hearts. Natalieâs books pack lots of action, hot romance and surprises.
She recently released Braveâthe first in her Oni Fighters Series. This series is MMA contemporary romance with inspirational themes. The series is about people overcoming tragedy, pain and circumstancesâfighting their inner demons. The next book, Believe, will be released late 2015 with another early 2016.
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