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A girl’s got to have priorities, even in the zombie apocalypse, including, but not limited to:

1) Cheese Doodles 2) Trusty dog 3) Swedish porn 4) Batteries

Annie’s survived on her own for two years. But what she finds when she finally leaves her shelter is better than all of the above.

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*Release Blitz* WICKED LITTLE WORDS – STEVIE J. COLE & BT URRUELA

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“With American Psycho vibes and characters that will haunt you, Wicked Little Words does not disappoint.” – #1 New York Times Bestselling Author, Jennifer L. Armentrout

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Synopsis:

Edwin Allen Mercer
I want them all to read my words. And they do. Every last blood-stained sentence, they’ve read and praised me for. They love the gore and violence, the realness. And I get a sense of power with it all because I know a secret: the victims in my books—they’re real and have all died on my table. And maybe that’s why the last book had such awful reviews. Murder is, after all, a dirty little thing. Some can stomach it. Others can’t. My answer to those reviews: find a woman to co-author with. To be the next pathetic character in my book. Pity she’s so pretty.

Miranda Cross
All I’ve ever wanted was to be successful as a writer so when I was offered the opportunity to co-author a book with my idol, EA Mercer, I jumped at the chance. He’s beautiful and a literary genius, but something about him makes my stomach knot. And maybe it’s my overactive imagination making my hairs stand on end when he walks up behind me.
After all, these wicked little words we’re typing are only fiction. They’re only fiction…

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Stevie J. Cole lives deep in the woods of Alabama with her two precious daughters. She studied Epidemiology concentrating on cancer research but has always had a passion for writing. Some of her stories will strip you bare, some will give you nightmares, but the one thing she can promise is that she will always give you stories that make you feel.

Raw. Gritty. Love.
Because sometimes characters need to be flawed.

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BT Urruela was an infantryman in the US Army from August 2004 until February 2011. At the end of a year long tour to Baghdad, Iraq, his vehicle was hit by two roadside bombs, which took his right leg below the knee and the life of his commander. He was awarded a Purple Heart for his wounds, an Army Commendation Medal, and Combat Infantryman’s Badge. He medically retired from the Army in 2011 and moved to Tampa, FL where he currently works as a Director and Brand Ambassador for VETSports, a veteran community sports nonprofit he co-founded in 2012. He also conducts motivational speeches, works as a cover and fitness model and he’s a personal performance trainer. He co-wrote the military romance novel A Lover’s Lament and will be releasing his debut solo novel, Into the Nothing, on June 21st, 2016.

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++Release Blitz++ CRAVE YOUR HATE ( Came back haunted Series #1) -ASHLEY BLACK

 

Title : Crave Your Hate 
Author : Ashley Black
 
 
 
 
 
 
“I still want to lick you everywhere, and break you with my tongue.”
 
Thornton Darko came back haunted, craving the hate of the woman who broke him.
 
The highly anticipated hot darkly erotic story of Thornton Darko (‘Thorn’), sex crazed, twisted, prickly demon death metal rock star and prick teasing steamy romance writer and enchantress, Elena Wallis continues in CRAVE YOUR HATE.
 
Thornton Darko is not who he used to be.
He came back; more powerful
more bad ass
more sex crazed than ever before.
 
He came back haunted.
 

Let’s get your panties twisted, you were teased, thrilled and broken in the Teased & Broken series, but Thorn has so much MORE to give you, get on this HOT NEW RELEASE Crave your Hate …



 
 
 
 
 
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“I still want to lick you everywhere, and break you with my tongue.”
His gaze slides down my dress.
I am so afraid of this man.
He is going to leave me soaked and loathing.
My dress, now around my ankles, appears to rustle in agreement.
“What do you want?” I struggle to keep my voice even, for the riot between my legs. My pulse trips on dark lust.
He is doing this to me, Thorn’s energy suffocating mine. I am choking on desire. Don’t look at his mouth!
Damn. Too late. His sinful lips part ever so slightly and my panties are duly SLAYED.
“Look at him,” I fume inwardly. “Sitting there majestic as fuck upon his throne watching me watch him.” The muscles in his powerful thighs tighten and flex as his legs spread wide. His hand flashes urgently to grip the obscene bulge seething in his pants.
“What do I want? So many things love! Revenge. Your hate, ah to taste it on your pretty mouth!”
His bitter laugh cuts me open as he beckons with a black gloved finger.
My tongue slides over my lips.
“Drop to your knees and crawl backwards.” “What?” My voice wavers. I can barely breathe.
“Yes,” he smirks. “It would please a prick. I have a weakness for your exquisite ass Elena. It should enter the room first in its dealings with me. Always.” The hissing flame in his startling green eyes becoming an inferno.
“It’s dealings with you?” I whisper, horrified and aroused.
I turn away from him. All of me- heart, tiny soul, and sanity drop to my knees.
“Yes,” he grunts. “That ass is getting dealt with. It has an appointment with my lap. I
want you to rub that ass all over me until we both can’t take any more.”
 
If you like your erotic suspense to feel like a dark, seductive, insane storm of sensual mayhem – this series is for you!
Find out what goes down when Thornton Darko makes a thrilling come back!!!
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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TEASE ME is the first in the previous series,
There are 3 books in that first series before you get to CRAVE ME

You could read Crave Me and still have one hell of a ride without the first three books but that said, there won’t be a full appreciation of what has gone on.


 

 

 

 
 
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I enjoy writing my sexy, intense brand of don’t f*#k around and get to the awesome sensual mayhem. I write across a range (sometimes mash up) of genre’s, but we’ll go with contemporary romance (including rock star romance), dark romance, supernatural/ paranormal with a hell of a lot of SIZZLE!
 

Wife to my kick ass husband, Mother to two children under 4, a legal eagle by day, consulting, and at night I write and I go HARD. What can I say? INTENSITY turns my writing on!


 
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*Book Blitz* Tru Blue -MELISSA FOSTER

Tru Blue
Melissa Foster
Publication date: November 9th 2016
Genres: Adult, Romance

TRU BLUE is a sexy, dark stand-alone novel written in the same loving, raw, and emotional voice romance readers have come to love, and the deeply emotional literary prose women’s fiction readers have come to expect, from New York Times & USA Today bestselling, award-winning author Melissa Foster.

“With her wonderful characters and resonating emotions, Melissa Foster is a must-read author!” New York Times Bestseller Julie Kenner

“Melissa Foster is synonymous with sexy, swoony, heartfelt romance!” New York Times Bestseller Lauren Blakely

He wore the skin of a killer, and bore the heart of a lover…

There’s nothing Truman Gritt won’t do to protect his family–Including spending years in jail for a crime he didn’t commit. When he’s finally released, the life he knew is turned upside down by his mother’s overdose, and Truman steps in to raise the children she’s left behind. Truman’s hard, he’s secretive, and he’s trying to save a brother who’s even more broken than he is. He’s never needed help in his life, and when beautiful Gemma Wright tries to step in, he’s less than accepting. But Gemma has a way of slithering into people’s lives and eventually she pierces through his ironclad heart. When Truman’s dark past collides with his future, his loyalties will be tested, and he’ll be faced with his toughest decision yet.

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“You can always rely on Melissa Foster to deliver a story that’s fresh, emotional and entertaining. Make sure you have all night, because once you start you won’t want to stop reading. Every book’s a winner!” NYT Bestselling Author Brenda Novak

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TRUMAN GRITT LOCKED the door to Whiskey Automotive and stepped into the stormy September night. Sheets of rain blurred his vision, instantly drenching his jeans and T-shirt. A slow smile crept across his face as he tipped his chin up, soaking in the shower of freedom. He made his way around the dark building and climbed the wooden stairs to the deck outside his apartment. He could have used the interior door, but after being behind bars for six long years, Truman took advantage of the small pleasures he’d missed out on, like determining his own schedule, deciding when to eat and drink, and standing in the f**king rain if he wanted to. He leaned on the rough wooden railing, ignoring the splinters of wood piercing his tattooed forearms, squinted against the wetness, and scanned the cars in the junkyard they used for parts—and he used to rid himself of frustrations. He rested his leather boot on the metal box where he kept his painting supplies. Truman didn’t have much—his old extended-cab truck, which his friend Bear Whiskey had held on to for him while he was in prison, this apartment, and a solid job, both of which were compliments of the Whiskey family. The only family he had anymore.

Emotions he didn’t want to deal with burned in his gut, causing his chest to constrict. He turned to go inside, hoping to outrun thoughts of his own f**ked-up family, whom he’d tried—and failed—to save. His cell phone rang with his brother’s ringtone, “A Beautiful Lie” by 30 Seconds to Mars.

“F**k,” he muttered, debating letting the call go to voicemail, but six months of silence from his brother was a long time. Rain pelleted his back as he pressed his palm to the door to steady himself. The ringing stopped, and he blew out a breath he hadn’t realized he’d trapped inside. The phone rang again, and he froze.

He’d just freed himself from the dredges of hell that he’d been thrown into in an effort to save his brother. He didn’t need to get wrapped up in whatever mess the drug-addicted fool had gotten himself into. The call went to voicemail, and Truman eyed the metal box containing his painting supplies. Breathing like he’d been in a fight, he wished he could paint the frustration out of his head. When the phone rang for the third time in as many minutes, the third time since he was released from prison six months ago, he reluctantly answered.

“Quincy.” He hated the way his brother’s name came out sounding like the enemy. Quincy had been just a kid when Truman went to prison. Heavy breathing filled the airwaves. The hairs on Truman’s forearms and neck stood on end. He knew fear when he heard it. He could practically taste it as he ground his teeth together.

“I need you,” his brother’s tortured voice implored.

Need me? Truman had hunted down his brother after he was released from prison, and when he’d finally found him, Quincy was so high on crack he was nearly incoherent—but it didn’t take much for f**k off to come through loud and clear. What Quincy needed was rehab, but Truman knew from his tone that wasn’t the point of the call.

Before he could respond, his brother croaked out, “It’s Mom. She’s really bad.”

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Author Bio:

Melissa Foster is a New York Times & USA Today bestselling and award-winning author. She writes sexy and heartwarming contemporary romance, new adult romance (M/F, M/M, F/F), romantic suspense, thrillers, and historical fiction with emotionally compelling characters that stay with you long after you turn the last page. Melissa’s emotional journeys are lovingly erotic and always family oriented. Her books have been recommended by USA Today’s book blog, Hagerstown Magazine, The Patriot, and several other print venues. She is the founder of the World Literary Café. When she’s not writing, Melissa helps authors navigate the publishing industry through her author training programs on Fostering Success.

Melissa has painted and donated several murals to The Hospital for Sick Children in Washington, DC. Her interests include her family, reading, writing, painting, friends, helping others see the positive side of life, and visiting Cape Cod.

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*Book Blitz* The Dragons of Alsace Farm by Laurie C. Lewis

 

Laurie (L.C.) Lewis was born and raised in rural Maryland where she and her husband still reside. She admits to being craft-challenged, particularly lethal with a glue gun, and a lover of sappy movies. The Dragons of Alsace Farm, her eighth published novel, was inspired by a loved one’s struggle with dementia. Her women’s fiction novels include Unspoken (2004) and Awakening Avery (2010), written as Laurie Lewis. Using the pen name L.C. Lewis, she wrote the five volumes of her award-winning FREE MEN and DREAMERS historical fiction series, set against the backdrop of the War of 1812: Dark Sky at Dawn (2007), Twilight’s Last Gleaming (2008), Dawn’s Early Light (2009), Oh, Say Can You See? (2010), and In God is Our Trust, (2011).

She is currently completing a political suspense novel planned for a late spring 2017 release, and in March 2017 she will release a romance novel for Gelato Book’s “Destination Billionaire’s Series.” She loves to hear from readers, and she can be contacted at any of these locations.

 

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Agnes, an 82-y-o French WWII survivor will teach Noah and Tayte the greatest lessons of their lives:
The strength of tested love.
The promise of new love.
The power of family love.
And the courage each requires.
In need of his own redemption, Noah Carter finally confronts his childhood hero, the once-beloved uncle who betrayed him. Instead of vengeance, he offers forgiveness, also granting Uncle John a most curious request—for Noah to work on the ramshackle farm of Agnes Deveraux Keller, a French WWII survivor with dementia.

Despite all Agnes has lost, she still has much to teach Noah. But the pair’s unique friendship is threatened when Tayte, Agnes’s estranged granddaughter, arrives to claim a woman whose circumstances and abilities are far different from those of the grandmother she once knew.
Items hidden in Agnes’s attic raise painful questions about Tayte’s dead parents, steeling Tayte’s determination to save Agnes, even if it requires her to betray the very woman she came to save, and the secret her proud grandmother has guarded for seventy years.
The issue strains the fragile trust between Tayte and Noah, who now realizes Tayte is fighting her own secrets, her own dragons. Weighed down by past guilt and failures, he feels ill-equipped to help either woman, until he remembers Agnes’s lessons about courage and love. In order to save Agnes, the student must now become the teacher, helping Tayte heal—for Agnes’s sake, and for his.

 

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Tayte stared back at the table, glancing at Noah, who had folded his napkin into an origami shape. “For the most part, you’re still a mystery to me, but I have observed a few things. For instance, I know you play with things when you’re nervous. Am I terrible for pointing that out to you?”
Noah gave a comic huff as his tight lips pressed into a timid smile. “It’s an old habit. My father ran dinner like a prison mess hall. No joking. No talking. I was hardheaded. I ended more than a few meals with a backhanded slap that landed me on the floor. After a while, I realized if I kept my hands occupied, my mouth was less likely to get me into trouble. When I started fiddling with the napkin or the salt and pepper shakers, my father knew he had intimidated me.”
“I’m sorry. I can’t imagine what it’s like to be hit. I was never even spanked.”
She reached a hand across the table to touch his wrist and felt the leather band. “You always wear that. Is it sentimental?”
He slid forward and met her eyes. “Are you sure you want to know me, Tayte? Really know me?”
“Yes.” She didn’t hesitant in her reply.
He rolled up his sleeve and watched her face melt in sympathy as the round pocked scars appeared within the tattoos. Then he unfastened the band, revealing the healed cuts on his wrists. He pointed to his arms. “These were gifts from my father.” Then he touched his wrist. “And this is how I dealt with them.”
Tayte covered his wrist with her hand. “Is that all of them?”
He shook his head. “There are more burns on my shoulders and my back.”
She gave a silent gasp. “Oh, Noah. He was a terrible father.”
The comment was underscored by a firm squeeze of Noah’s wrist, and then the removal of her hand. Noah missed her touch immediately. The warmth. The connection. He rolled his sleeve back down, savoring the memory.
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*Release Blitz* MEDUA’S HEART – Joey W. Hill

John Pierce has been in covert operations all his adult life. He doesn’t know anything else but that and being a Dom, because that’s how he blows off steam and balances the nagging emptiness inside of him. Since he was a kid, he’s carried around an infatuation that’s grown into an embarrassing obsession. He’s in love with a myth—Medusa
“Mad Merlin” Maddock doesn’t think that’s crazy. He believes in powers deeper and stronger than men or gods, a connecting energy like the oceans. To those powers, healing a broken heart could create a ripple effect in the universe impacting all, even if that heart lives in the alternate dimension of folklore and myth. JP is the first one Maddock plans to send across those lines to bond with the woman he’s always wanted.
JP agrees to be his first guinea pig for two reasons. One, Maddock is so damn convincing, and two, the need for her has tripled since he met the guy. If Maddock can send JP into her world, JP will let nothing stop him from claiming her for his own and healing her heart, because he’s sure as hell she’s the missing piece of his.
He just has to make sure she doesn’t turn him into lawn ornamentation first.

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EXCERPT from MEDUSA’S HEART by Joey W. Hill

In this scene, John is sleeping on the beach of Medusa’s island, when she decides to pay him a visit…

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His propensity for light sleeping came in handy. He roused fully at her approach, nearly silent though it was. It took a few minutes of patient waiting, of keeping his breath the same steady rise and fall, before she drew even closer. He inhaled her earthy floral scent and nearly interrupted his smooth breathing routine, thanks to the slight give of his cushioned mat which told him she’d knelt and stretched out on her hip directly behind him.

He’d told her he wouldn’t lie to her. Not telling her he was awake wouldn’t fall in that category, would it?

For someone as wary as her, yes, it would.

“I’m glad you came back to see me,” he said without moving or opening his eyes. From the ripple of air along his back, he realized she’d been reaching out to touch him, and cursed his overdeveloped conscience as she drew her hand away.

“You don’t have to talk,” he said. “I’ll just keep dozing if you want me to.”

“Yes. I prefer that.”

He grunted, settling his body further. By some miracle, he did talk himself into dozing, probably because drifting back and forth into an awareness of her was a pleasant surprise every time. Then she touched him.

It brought him instantly awake, but this time, conscience be damned, he kept his breathing and body the same as if he’d been in the world of dreams. Because this was like a dream.

He felt the pads of her fingers and the claws together this time. The curved tips grazed his skin a couple inches above her fingertips. She moved her touch along his shoulder, his back.

“I prayed to Athena for strength. And she sent you. I don’t know what that means. I know what I want it to mean, but my wants… I stopped wanting things. I thought I’d stopped wanting things.”

We never stop wanting things, my lady. We just sometimes stop asking because it hurts too much to not have them. He’d felt that way plenty of times. But he stayed silent, because she wasn’t talking to the conscious him.

That smooth worn rope feeling heralded a snake sliding against his upper arm and down to his hip, then it retreated. The other snakes seemed to be keeping their distance and staying still, for he didn’t hear or feel any others. She slid her touch down to his waist and fingered the waistband, the back pocket of his jean shorts. She was obviously intrigued by the way they fit. When that talon slid along the inside of his waistband in back, inadvertently stroking over the crease between his buttocks, he bit back his natural desire to turn and take over.

Had she ever touched a man by choice? Without fear? He didn’t know, and didn’t want to stop her. He remembered her chiding him for thinking she didn’t know how to fix a wheelbarrow, or what a ribbon was. Reminders that he didn’t know much more of her life and world than she did of his.

“You are awake.”

“Yes, my lady. I didn’t want you to stop.” That was honest, for certain. “I thought if I spoke, you would.”

“You are wrong about your body. The scars only make it more interesting. Many women must have enjoyed looking at you.”

“How about you?”

She poked him with a talon, and he jumped, not expecting it. “You seek compliments.”

“I seek to know if I please you, my lady. You’re the only woman I want to pleasure. Stab me again with those claws, I’ll pinch you in a soft spot.”

He kept his tone mild, slightly teasing, but with the underlying threat still in place. He couldn’t see her face to determine her reaction, but he detected that coveted slight catch of breath, and savored it for the intrigued response he knew it was.

“You have no soft spots I can find to pinch back,” she mused, moving to his biceps. “I like this drawing, between your shoulders.”

The tattoo between his shoulder blades was a tangle of stylized snakes, artfully arranged around the words Medusa’s Heart. He’d first had it done when he was a teenager, a simpler, less expensive design. He’d had it re-inked by a top-rated tattoo artist within the past couple years, but even when the original design was faded, its message had never dimmed.

The heart that beat in his chest was all hers.

Medusa was strong and dangerous, with an underlying fragility that called to him. She was a well-shielded, high-powered and damaged submissive soul, the ultimate test for a Dom who craved that challenge. Who craved her. Go big or go home.

He wasn’t going home.

About Joey W. Hill

An RT Book Reviews Career Achievement Award recipient in Erotic Romance, Joey W. Hill has well over thirty titles available in contemporary and paranormal erotic romance. Her characters include everything from vampires, mermaids, witches and angels, to boardroom executives, cops and simple housemaids. 
Free excerpts from all her works are available at http://www.storywitch.com, and additional vignettes, character interviews and graphics inspired by the work are at the fan forum site, accessible via http://www.storywitch.com/community. Subscribe to her newsletter from her home page and receive the latest info about appearances and releases. 
Though much of her work is BDSM, she has built her reputation on award-winning romances with absorbing characters who not only attract fans of the genre, but readers who would “never” read BDSM romance. “Whatever genre you’re writing, if the characters are compelling and sympathetic, the readers are going to want to see what happens to them. It can be the coolest storyline ever, but if the reader could care less whether the hero or heroine survive (in fact, in some cases they may be rooting for their destruction just so they can be done with the darn thing), then it’s not a story worth reading.”

*Cover Reveal* AFTER WE FALL – Melanie Harlow

  after-we-fall-fall-cover-wrapJack Valentini isn’t my type.

Sexy, brooding cowboys are fine in the movies, but in real life, I prefer a suit and tie. Proper manners. A close shave.

Jack might be gorgeous, but he’s also scruffy, rugged, and rude. He wants nothing to do with a “rich city girl” like me, and he isn’t afraid to say so.

But I’ve got a PR job to do for his family’s farm, so he’s stuck with me and I’m stuck with him. His glares. His moods. His tight jeans. His muscles.

His huge, hard muscles.

Pretty soon there’s a whole different kind of tension between us, the kind that has me misbehaving in barns, trees, and pickup trucks. I’ve never done anything so out of character—but it feels too good to stop.

And the more I learn about the grieving ex-Army sergeant, the better I understand him. Losing his wife left him broken and bitter and blaming himself. He doesn’t think he deserves a second chance at happiness.

But he’s wrong.


I don’t need to be his first love. If only he’d let me be his last.

 

 

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*Cover Reveal*THE BALL GAMES ( Novellas 1-4 ) – ANDIE M. LONG

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MEET THE TURNERS in the hilarious Ball Games Series.
The First Four novellas now available in one sexy fabulous bundle.BALLS: Camille Turner meets ex-tormenter Dylan Ball again, only now he’s grown up and HOT.SNOW BALLS: Tyler Turner gets his eviction notice. It’s son versus mum Dora, but while he’s at war will he ever notice he has an admirer?NEW BALLS PLEASE: Feeling ignored Dora goes on holiday to learn tennis. While she’s there partner Tim turns Alpha. At the same time, a guilty Dora reads one of her self-help books about becoming a devoted Housewife. What’s going to happen when they reuinite?

BALLS FORE: A blast from past returns to upset Beth and her carefully ordered life.

JINGLE BALLS (Book Five) out 2nd December!

Read A Few Excerpts From Andie…

It’s not every day a chocolate penis is wanged in your face.
‘Mum. Stop it, you’re in a children’s play centre,’ yells my best mate, Camille. Her shouting only has more people turning towards us.
‘Oh, Camille. How do you think all those children were made? If it wasn’t for willies, there wouldn’t be anyone in your business.’
‘Talking about business, leave Beth alone.’
‘But she’s an expert.’
‘Not with penises I’m not.’ I sigh. ‘But chocolate, yes. Cam, go make us a drink so I can have a proper conversation with your mum.’


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Sighing, I follow Dylan through the bank. I can’t help noticing that for an arsehole, his bottom is rather nice. Tight and firm.
He swings round. ‘Are you checking out my bum?’
‘No.’ I go to flip my hair but meet nothing as it’s in the damn ponytail.
‘Sorry, my mistake,’ Dylan raises his hands in mock surrender. ‘That’s just how it looked. You know, in the reflection there.’ He points to a glass cabinet. I look and see our reflections. Fuck.
‘It’s a kink in the glass or something. Makes it look weird.’ I fold my arms around myself.
Dylan tilts his head as he looks at me. ‘Kink, hey? Hmm.’

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What the fuck does she read?
I called in sick again. It’s now late Tuesday morning and I’ve spent hours pouring over these books. Billionaires. Cowboys. Rock Stars. I’ve also been through the shelves. Dora already had a couple of the books I’ve bought her. One thing they all have in common? What I have seen termed as an Alpha Male. Basically, you start off treating the woman like absolute shit, but it’s okay because you have issues. It’s not personal, it’s because

Time passing. Blue hourglass.

you’re an orphan. In these books, every one of them is an orphan. Could the authors not be fucking bothered to write parents and family in? Fuck those few thousand words and complications. Road accident for Ma and Pa. Job done. Well, I’m not an orphan but my mum died a few years ago, so that’s something I can work with. I’ll develop some kind of issue with it, to make myself angry.

Meet The Author…

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Andie M. Long is author of The Alpha series which includes Amazon Number One Erotic Thriller The Alphabet Game; Co-writer of the Amazon Number One Erotic Romance/Adult fiction bestseller The Bunk Up with DH Sidebottom and The Ball Games series, amongst others.

She lives in Sheffield with her son and long suffering partner.

When not being partner, mother, employee or writer she can usually be found on Facebook or walking her whippet, Bella.

Andie will be signing in Liverpool and Newcastle 2017 and York 2018.

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**Book Blitz** Camping in High Heels by Miki Bennett

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With a passion for wholesome adventure, Miki Bennett is the
author of two contemporary women’s fiction series – A Florida Keys Romance and
Camping In High Heels. A deep love of the beach and life-long experience in the
RV and camping world led her to write romance novels that bring humor and
paradise to readers’ finger tips.
Beyond her beautiful writing skills, she is an artist and
craftswoman, and has earned numerous awards for such. Her stories touch the
hearts of not only beach lovers and RVers, but those in the arts community and
the crafts community.
Her talents and experiences truly run wide and deep. From being
the self-called, resident family tech geek to her painting, crocheting and
photogrpahy abilities to living with a chronic illness to having grown up and
worked in a family business to becoming an author, Miki Bennett never has a
dull moment.
She lives in Charleston, South Carolina with her husband, Jeff
and their little dog Emma. They are a blended family with three grown children
thus consider themselves empty nesters.
Miki also lives with a rare, incurable, invisible illness called
Mastocytosis in which patients can have life threatening allergic type
reactions to the simplest of things. She is also a cancer survivor after
undergoing treatment for Uterine Cancer in 2002. She is now on a mission to
help others who deal with “invisible diseases”: the patient looks fine to the
outside world but can be dealing with debilitating symptoms – something that
can be very stress producing for the patient both mentally and physically. Miki
believes it is her creativity through writing and art that helps her deal with
a chronic illness in a positive, uplifting way.
Please visit www.mikibennett.com for more information!

 

Connect with the Author here: 
How does
a first-class, five-star, travel blogger widen her horizons? With a few words
from one of her loyal readers.
Kate has
always loved writing about the best in food, nightlife, and accommodations
around the world. In fact, she’s never had to “rough it” in her vast array of
travels. But that changes when she’s publicly challenged into hitting the road
just like an average person.
Though
terrified of everything she doesn’t know about camping, things become brighter
when she bumps into fellow camper, Brandon. Seeming to run into one another at
each campground, it gets harder for Kate to ignore the sparks between them.
As Kate
travels west in her motor home, she experiences a brand new kind of adventure:
tackling bathhouses, tarantulas, and even bats! But as she learns to appreciate
the great outdoors, Kate starts to wonder if this might also be an adventure of
the heart.

 

 

Author Top Ten List:
   1.
I love, love, love the beach.

2.
Extremely family oriented.  I
have 47 first cousins alone!
3.
I’m a HUGE “Twilight” and “Harry Potter” fan. Read all the books and
love all the movies.
4.
Growing up in the RV Industry and have camped all over the United
States.
5.
My favorite colors are aqua, coral and blue.
6.
I’m a Sci-Fi movie nerd.
7.
I won a trip to California at 10 years old and went with 300 other
children to Los Angeles for a week.
8.
I’m a huge gadget geek. Love learning all the latest technology.
9.
Lost over 90 pounds and have kept it off for over 23 years.
10.  I love trying Just about any
new craft or DIY project. Love being creative. 
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