Release Blitz: NEVER THE BRIDE by JANAE KEYES @JanaeKeyesWrite

Title: Never the Bride

Author: Janae Keyes

Genre: Interracial Erotic Romance

Release Date: April 20, 2018

 

No strings attached to diamond rings…

Divorce lawyer Vanessa Hill was content with always being the bridesmaid to her sister or her “insane” friends. She never wanted to be the bride. Marriage wasn’t for her.

When her ailing grandmother invites Vanessa to discuss the terms of her will, Vanessa faces a dilemma, get married or lose everything. When under pressure, she invents an engagement with her neighbor and friend with benefits, Josiah.

Josiah Thomas, a no-nonsense celebrity tattoo artist, has already been through the marriage thing. He was done with diamond rings until Vanessa propositioned him. He’d do anything for the sexy girl next door and a promised two million dollars wouldn’t hurt.

Now Vanessa and Josiah will be doing the one thing they swore they would stay away from, marriage.
 
When hearts collide in lies, they just might belong together.
 
 

Janae was born and raised in the California Bay Area. She grew up a very creative only child and has been writing for as long as she can remember.

Janae accidentally met her now husband online, and a whirlwind romance began because of their mutual love of Harry Potter. After dating long distance, Janae picked up her life in California and moved halfway around the world to Belgium to be with him, all in the life of a hopeless romantic.
 
When Janae isn’t chasing around her active toddler, she is working on new ideas and working to improve her craft. Janae is currently living in a suburb of Brussels, Belgium with her husband and daughter.
 

Release Blitz: CONQUERED ( Vakarran Captives ) by USA Today Bestselling Author SARA FIELDS is NOW LIVE!!

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Captured. Punished. Trained.

My name is Kira Stryke. I don’t care what the Vakarrans do to me. Those alien bastards could punish me, rape me, beat me, but they’ll never break me. I won’t allow it.

I’ll escape. I’ll kill them. But one thing I’ll never do is love them.

Conquered is a dark sci-fi reverse harem romance and may be read and enjoyed as a standalone!

About Sara

Sara Fields is a USA Today Bestselling author of romance with a proclivity for kinky things, especially those centered in the HOT, NAUGHTY and DIRTY realm. If you like romance, science fiction, fantasy, menage, age play, pet play and other kinky filthy things, you will enjoy her books.

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Book Blitz: WILLOW’S WAY ( The Sweet Life #2 ) By SHARON STRUTH @sharonstruth



Willow’s Way
Sharon Struth
(The Sweet Life #2)
Published by: Kensington
Publication date: April 17th 2018
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

The breathtaking promise of the English countryside can lift even the heaviest spirits . . .

Willow Armstrong, the once-famous “Queen of Weight Loss” and president of Pound Busters, succumbed to stress eating after her divorce. Now the scandal of getting caught on camera binging on pizza, and the internet-wide mocking of her new curves, may destroy her career. Add in a business advisor who drained her finances, and Willow is out of options—until she learns she’s inherited a house in England’s most picturesque locale, The Cotswolds.

Willow’s trip across the pond to sell the property and salvage her company soon becomes its own adventure: the house, once owned by grandparents she never met, needs major work. Plus, single dad Owen Hughes, the estate’s resident groundskeeper and owner of a local tour outfit, isn’t thrilled about the idea of leaving . . .

Yet as Willow proceeds with her plans, she’s sidetracked by surprising discoveries about her family’s history–and with Owen’s help, the area’s distinctive attractions. Soon, she’s even retracing her roots—and testing her endurance—amid the region’s natural beauty. And the more she delves into the past, the more clearly she sees herself, her future, and the way home . . .

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Willow Armstrong could hardly breathe as she stared at the video playing on her laptop. Stupid. She’d been so stupid. Once again, she’d let urges rule her choices, and this time, she’d been exposed.

Willow squinted at the blurred image. Maybe that wasn’t even her. Heck, she’d seen clearer pictures of Sasquatch. “Are you sure that’s me, Becky? I mean, lots of people in Manhattan could own a black Lexus.”

Her assistant remained silent on the other end of the phone for a little too long then said, “Give it a sec. Keep your eyes on the rearview mirror.”

The camera zoomed on the inside of the car and the front mirror came into focus. Willow paused the tape and leaned on the marble kitchen counter to get a closer look. A shiny object hung off the car’s rearview mirror. Was that…?

Nooooo!

Dread wormed through her, twisting and turning like a knife in her gut. The silver folded-fork symbol associated with Willow’s weight-loss empire, Pound Busters, dangled off the mirror.

She groaned. “I can’t believe this.”

“I’m sorry. I figured you’d want to know.”

“You made the right call.”

“Now I’m not sure. Why don’t you shut it off?” Becky couldn’t hide her worried tone.

Willow’s heart warmed for her concerned assistant, who had given Willow ten dedicated years of service. Loyal right to the end. And this could be the end.

On the screen, the arrow hovered over the play button. Terrified to see what the rest of the world would, she froze, her hand stilled on the computer mouse.

Thirty minutes and four thousand “likes” ago, Celebrity Secrets had posted the video to their Facebook page. Dear God! Over seven hundred comments she didn’t dare read, and some three hundred shares, all over a slip into Tony’s Slice of Heaven. The mouth-watering goodness of the slice barreled toward her with a vengeance. Just a few moments of cheesy bliss. Was it too much to ask for?

“You there, Willow?”

“Yes.” She drew in a breath that somehow boosted her courage. “I really should watch this.”

She hit the play button. The camera moved and refocused, closing in on the shadowy figure in the driver’s seat until the picture became perfectly clear.

 

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Bestselling author Sharon Struth believes you’re never too old to pursue a dream. THE HOURGLASS, her debut novel, is a finalist in the National Readers’ Choice Awards for Best first Book and winner of the Chatelaine Award in Romantic Fiction. Her Blue Moon Lake Romances (Kensington Publishing) includes the national bestseller SHARE THE MOON, HARVEST MOON, BELLA LUNA and a christmas novella, TWELVE NIGHTS.

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Jonathon Turner is going to be the death of me.

Maybe not the death of me…but my panties for sure! They seem to disintegrate the moment he touches me. Looks at me. Smiles at me. Talks to me.

It’s more than physical. He’s breaking through an impenetrable wall.

There’s a problem though—he’s younger than me.

Six. Years. Younger.

Let’s not forget he’s also one of my brother’s best friends.

Oh, the other problem I forgot to mention…

I never wanted to fall in love again.

But you know what they say….never say never.

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This is the first book in this series that I’ve read, and it won’t be the last. This book gripped from start to finish
Waylynn has been deeply hurt by her lying, cheating ex-husband and she has vowed that she will not fall in love again. Jonathon is attracted to Waylynn and is determined to see where their relationship could lead them. One problem he has to get past the biggest stumbling block to his plan, Waylynn. She is attracted to him and although the chemistry is sizzling between them, she cannot get past the fact that he is 6 years younger than her and her brother Cord’s best friend.

Can Jonathon get through the wall that Waylynn has built around herself? Will Waylynn give Jonathon the chance to show her that by taking a leap of faith, she could finally have the life she has longed for so desperately? I loved this book and Waylynn’s interaction with members of her family. Her brothers made me laugh, and the sisters in laws. That’s why I have to go back and read their stories. I not saying anything else except I thoroughly enjoyed it, and my god Jonathon is made my kindle sizzle.

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“Do y’all know what you want to eat or should I give you a few minutes?”

When the waitress handed me the sample of wine, I downed it. She tried to hide her chuckle but failed. “Yep, it’s good. Now pour me a big glass.”

“I think we need a few minutes, Evie,” Jonathon said.

“Sure! No problem. I’ll leave you lovebirds alone.”

I choked on the wine as Evie spun walked to another table. Setting the glass down, I glared at Jonathon. “What in the hell was that?”

He shrugged. “Evie being hopeful, that’s all.”

“Hopeful of what?”

With a knock-my-panties-right-off-of-me smile, he replied, “Us.”

Leaning closer, I whispered, “You say that like we’re an item.”

He poured a glass of wine and held it up. “I hope by the end of dinner we are.”

My eyes closed. “You drive me insane, Turner.”

With a grunt, he put the wine glass down. “No, you drive me insane. It was your flirty little text that had me in my hotel room with my hand around my cock.”

A lady behind us cleared her throat.

“Shut up!” I whispered loudly.

Frustration bubbled inside every time I looked at him. Was sexual frustration what got him in that fight? A small part of me hoped it had been.

“You told your family about me?” I asked, changing the subject.

Jonathon half shrugged. “I might have mentioned you at a family dinner.”

“What did you say?”

A mischievous smile played across his face. “Well, I didn’t tell them I got caught fucking one of my clients.”

My stomach dropped. “Stop being crass,” I said before adding in a lower voice, “Save that shit for the bedroom.”

His brows rose. “You like the dirty talk, do you?”

It was my turn to shrug. “I don’t know. I’ve never experienced a man talking dirty to me in bed before.”

“Is that a challenge, Waylynn?”

Taking a sip of my wine, I replied, “Do you want it to be?”

He leaned forward, his eyes full of hope. “Do you want it to be? I think you already know how much I want you.”

My teeth dug into my lip as I let the corner of my mouth rise into a slight smile. “I mean, it would be a shame for me to have gone panty-less for nothing.”

Jonathon hooked my chair with his foot and pulled me closer. When his hand touched my leg, I let out a gasp. “A little jumpy there, babe?”

“Don’t call me babe.” I looked around the restaurant. Not a single person was looking in our direction. The long black tablecloth was hiding the fact that Jonathon’s fingers were moving up the inside of my thigh.

“Spread your legs open…babe.”

 

 

 

 

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Kelly Elliott is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling contemporary romance author. Since finishing her bestselling Wanted series, Kelly continues to spread her wings while remaining true to her roots and giving readers stories rich with hot protective men, strong women and beautiful surroundings.

Her bestselling works include, Wanted, Broken, Without You, and Unconditional Love, to name just a few.

Kelly has been passionate about writing since she was fifteen. After years of filling journals with stories, she finally followed her dream and published her first novel, Wanted, in November of 2012.

Kelly lives in central Texas with her husband, daughter, and two pups. When she’s not writing, Kelly enjoys reading and spending time with her family. She is down to earth and very in touch with her readers, both on social media and at signings.

To find out more about Kelly and her books, you can find her through her website.

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Book Blitz: THE PROMOTION ( A Reverse Harem Novel ) By MIKA LANE @mikalaneauthor



The Promotion: A Reverse Harem Novel
Mika Lane
Publication date: April 18th 2018
Genres: Adult, Romance

You know that saying “I get by with a little help from my friends?”

Well, that’s not me.

I don’t take help. Not from anyone. At least I didn’t, until I was backed into a corner. With no choice.

And when help came my way in the form of several handsome guys, I wasn’t sure if my situation had gone from bad to worse.

Or if it was just what I needed—and what I’d actually needed all along.

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Two pair of lips met either side of my neck, but I squirmed away from their temptation just as a hand slithered over my silk-covered ass and pinched me.

But my anxiety slipped out the door the moment I saw him. He entered the coffee shop, a tall drink of water with an expensive, perfectly fitting suit. He turned heads as he moved like a strong, graceful athlete. What a catch he was. Why had it taken me so long to realize that?

I came to, tucked under a down comforter. For a quick moment I wasn’t sure where I was, but the moonlight coming in the bedroom windows told me I wasn’t at home. I looked around, my heart startled into a panicky rush.

And while I was hyperaware that I was about to fuck Brade, it was really as though I were making love to each guy in the room.

And, there was Von, who so expertly tormented me with his decadent attentions. I pushed my hips back toward him to give more of myself, and he growled his appreciation. His thumbs opened me and next thing I knew, his tongue was buried to the hilt. If my mouth hadn’t been full of Cato’s cock, I would have screamed loudly enough for the neighbors and the people in the building next door to hear, too.

Two hands came from behind to grasp my breasts, and those in front of me pulled me closer by grabbing the cheeks of my ass. I was sandwiched nice and tight between two hot as hell men. While the mouth of one bruised my lips, those of the other ravaged my neck. I figured I’d be covered with marks the next day, but that’s what cover-up was for, right?

Now behind me, he began massaging the most amazing-smelling shampoo into my hair. He lathered it up on my scalp like a pro, and somehow knew to let just a little of it dribble down to the long ends. Maybe he’d washed some other woman’s hair in his past? I didn’t know, and I certainly didn’t care.

“I’ve wanted to touch you since the first day I met you. Actually, I wanted to do more than that. A lot more,” he whispered.

He walked up behind me, his hands falling on my shoulders. He pushed aside my hair, his lips traveling down my neck. His touch was soft but strong at the same time, leaving a trail of fire on my skin and a throbbing between my legs. I had to feel his lips again on mine, and spun around to face him.

I leaned toward him and he tilted back for a split second, not something a girl wants to see when she’s trying to be gutsy. While I tried to figure out what to do, he must have screwed up his own courage, because the next moment I was enjoying his mouth on my lips.

At first, his kiss was soft, but the second I invited him in with my parted lips, he pressed against mine with a passion that took my breath away. Like he was dying of thirst and I was his glass of water.

“They have no idea we’re standing right here. They have no idea how turned on you are. And they have no idea I’m about to unzip the back of your dress.”

“If you really want to move up in the firm…”

She waited for me to respond, so I nodded furiously.

“You need to have a husband.”

 

Author Bio:

Writing has been a passion of Mika’s since a young age (her first book was “The Day I Ate the Milkyway”), but erotic romance is now what gives purpose to her days and nights. She lives in magical Northern California with her own handsome alpha dude, sometimes known as Mr. Mika Lane, and an evil cat named Bill. A devotee of the intelligent and beautiful, and lover of shiny things, she’s a yogi, hiker, traveler, thinker, observer, and book worm. She has been known to drink cheap champagne and has way too many shoes.

A National Reader’s Choice Awards finalist, Mika always deliver a hot, sexy romp, often with imperfect characters, and a promised happily ever after (or at least happy for now).

She LOVES to hear from readers, and can be found at http://www.mikalane.com, and facebook.com/mikalaneauthor, when she’s not dreaming up naughty tales to share.

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Chick Lit Adventure
Date Published: 19 April 2018
 
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Maya and Una are two best friends from Croatia, living life a bit more recklessly than they should. This time, they embark on a new adventure along with some friends. Soon their friendship, which seemed tight in Zagreb, becomes challenged on their trip to Barcelona.
 
The two girls and their friends experience some misfortunes that shape their voyage in a completely different way from what they were expecting. Luckily, they meet new and interesting people who help them to forget their problems and focus on love, fun, and the beauty of the landscape and places they visit.
 
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Maya Berger is the author of Luna Tree, a memoir focusing on personal growth and its sequel, In the Pursuit of Change. She took a break from writing about life and personal growth to write two chick lit adventure stories, Girls with No Plan and its stand-alone sequel, Zagreb, Milan, Nice, Barcelona, a second story about Maya and Una who, this time, voyage through Italy and France to visit Maya’s boyfriend in Barcelona, Spain.
 
Maya is a 43-year-old living in Zagreb, Croatia, with her husband and their four-year-old daughter. She is a passionate traveler who spends every free minute either planning a trip or traveling with her family.
 
 
 
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Release Blitz: CLOSE ENCOUNTERS OF THE SEXY KIND By Jessie Lane and Abbie Zanders @AbbieZanders @JessieLaneBooks

Title: Close Encounters of the Sexy Kind

Author: Jessie Lane and Abbie Zanders

Genre: Sci/fi Romance

Release Date: April 17, 2018

 

 



Destiny’s not just for Earthlings…

Detective Ryan Winslet is a by-the-book kind of girl. The one and only time she allowed her personal feelings to cloud her judgement, the results were devastating. Now she’s getting a chance to make things right, but a certain sexy nightclub owner is muddying the waters.

Tiberius Maximus isn’t the first Aequorian prince to be exiled to Earth. Like his ancestors, he came, he saw, and he conquered. He’s vanquished his enemies, gained a fiercely loyal family, and runs an incredibly successful nightclub that might push a few legal human boundaries. The only thing he doesn’t have is the life mate he so desperately craves – until a salty blonde saunters into his club one night. 

When the no-nonsense detective meets the exiled prince, their chemistry is off the intergalactic charts. Tiberius is convinced she’s the one for him, but Ryan’s not taking the bait. Sure, he’s über hot and seems like a great catch, but he’s also involved in some fishy business and thinks he’s from another planet. 

Should she follow her head and throw him back? Or follow her instincts… and her heart… and jump into the deep end?
 




Tiberius sat back and sipped his drink, content to observe. It was amusing to watch the females compete for Donny’s attention. They flirted openly, made lewd suggestions, and sometimes even managed to grope him when he got too close. None of them realized, apparently, that Donny was in a happy, committed relationship with Jay. Donny’s flirtatious behavior was nothing more than his natural, outgoing joie de vivre. The eager females would receive nothing more than a friendly smile and excellent service in exchange for their generous tips, for it was only Jay he sought out at the end of every shift.Tiberius was in the process of raising the glass to his lips when a voice cut through the din and rang like a crystal bell in his head. “Thanks, but no thanks. And just so you know, I’m a cop and she’s my best friend. If you so much as hurt her feelings, I will be back here, and not for a social call, get me?”
 
The voice set his nerves and loins tingling. He scanned the crowd, searching for the source.
 
Everyone should have such fierce friends. She is in good hands with me, I assure you.” That was from Quintus.
“She’d better be.”

Tiberius stood, his heart thundering in his chest, his mind whirring at tornadic speed. There!He spotted Quintus first, tall and dark, his head bobbing above the majority of shorter humans as he moved away. And there, where he had been, a golden-haired female swathed in blue.
As if drawn by an unseen force, he moved toward her. A fierce, possessive need washed over him. He needed to get her away from the lascivious interests of the worked-up crowd.
Never before had he had such an instant and all-consuming reaction to the mere sight of a woman, in this realm or any other. Dare he hope that his prayers had been answered?
The odds were astronomical, yet his soul cared not. Neither chance nor logic entered into the equation. If the gods had decided to bless him with a mate, then they would also ensure their paths crossed at a location and timing of their choosing. Why not here? Why not now?

He stopped only a short distance away. She was looking in the other direction.
He took a moment to rake his eyes over her. Loose waves of golden silk cascaded over curves that made his mouth water. She was smaller than he had originally thought, barely reaching his neck, even in heels.
As if sensing his presence, she turned. Big, blue-green eyes, the perfect color of an Aequorian sea, widened as her gaze rose upward. He couldn’t help feeling pleased when her skin flushed a lovely shade of pink and her lips parted slightly. With his superior senses, he could hear her heart speed up and feel the heat radiating from her body.
 
“Oh,” she said.
 
Oh, indeed.
 
They stared at each other for a long moment, until the spell was broken when an overexuberant patron plowed into her back, pushing her forward, right into Tiberius’s waiting arms.
 
Energy coursed through his body, firing every nerve and lighting him up from the inside out.
 
“I’m so sorry,” she said, righting herself.
 
He wasn’t. It took every ounce of discipline he possessed not to pull her right back into his embrace.
When another surge of the crowd threatened, he placed his hand on her lower back and firmly but gently guided her out of harm’s way. “May I purchase a beverage for you?”
She blinked then shook her head slightly as if to clear it. “Thank you, but no. I was just leaving.”
 
Leaving? No, he couldn’t allow that. Not until he knew more about her and this inexplicable pull she seemed to have on him.
 
“Unacceptable.”
 
“Why unacceptable?”
 
“Because I have only just found you.”
“Does that line usually work?”
 
“I do not know. You are the first woman to whom I have spoken those words.”
 
Her eyes softened, then she cleared her throat. “Oh, you’re good.”
He grinned. “Does that mean it is working?”
She laughed, the sound filling his chest with light. “Kind of, yeah. But I really was just leaving. This”—she waved her hand around her—“isn’t really for me.”
“Then perhaps you will allow me to suggest a quieter venue, one where we may talk and get to know each other. There is a small eatery just down the street. I have been told it is quite good.”
 

 

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Jessie Lane is a best-selling author of Paranormal and Contemporary Romance, as well as, Upper YA Paranormal Romance/Fantasy.

She lives in Kentucky with her two little Rock Chicks in-the-making and her over protective alpha husband that she’s pretty sure is a latent grizzly bear shifter. She has a passionate love for reading and writing naughty romance, cliff hanging suspense, and out-of-this-world characters that demand your attention, or threaten to slap you around until you do pay attention to them.

She’s also a proud member of the Romance Writers of America (RWA).








Abbie Zanders is a sucker for romance and promises her readers two things: happily ever afters, always, and no cliffhangers, ever. Alpha males and strong heroines are a given.

 

Abbie was born and raised in Northeastern Pennsylvania, USA. With degrees in Computer Science and Mathematics, she worked for more than twenty-five years as a software engineer, designing and writing financial applications, though she has also held second jobs as a deli clerk, pub waitress, restaurant baker, and secretary. She has been crafting stories since elementary school. She is a very busy wife and mother of three (including a set of identical twins). Besides being an avid reader and writer, she also loves animals (especially big dogs), classic muscle cars, and 80’s hair bands.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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Book Blitz: BEST CASE SCENARIO ( Act 1 of Nyra’s Journey ) By DIRK B. SAYERS @dirksayers


Best Case Scenario
Dirk B. Sayers
(Nyra’s Journey, Act 1)
Publication date: April 16th 2018
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult

More than a year after graduating from college, Nyra’s beginning to wonder when her life gets started. Was it like this for her mother? Nyra doubts it, but things were different then. Her reality is nothing like her mother’s.

Nyra gets that every generation faces its own challenges and she’s smart enough to know its on her to overcome them. That’s why she worked two jobs all through college, studied so hard and tried not to think too much about the mountain of student debt weighing down her tomorrow.

Still, this feeling of wading through quicksand is getting old. Buried deep in the half-formed jumble of dreams for her future, Nyra hears the siren song of hope whispering to her. She’s so ready. But is the song she hears really hope or is it illusion?

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The mirror in the women’s room leaves no refuge from Nyra’s conflicted pride and dissatisfaction. Expressive green eyes set off by her light olive complexion get lots of second looks. A prominent hawk nose calls attention to high cheekbones and overall symmetry. Striking—even pretty, maybe. Time to tweeze her eyebrows, though.

Lips a taste too full for her thin “ish” face? A boyfriend from a couple years ago had called them “kissable.” He’d wanted to do more than kiss, but had moved on to the busty blond in their Mass Marketing class—just when Nyra’s simmering sexuality was about to overwhelm Sister Elise’s warnings against “promiscuity.”

The modest swell of her breasts is all but camouflaged by her flowy tunic. Turning sideways in the mirror, Nyra pulls it tight and pouts. Does anyone even notice? She twists and stands on tip toe, for an over-the-shoulder look at her stern. Does her slender waist make her ass look too wide?

She’d once overheard her brother’s best friend Mark commenting on her “sassy chassis.” Nyra’s all-through-high school crush on Mark dated from his off-hand remark. He’d flirted persistently, but nothing ever came of it. Had Kip warned him off?

The door swings open and in walks Toni, the IT Applications Manager. Nyra pivots hastily toward the mirror.

“Hey, Nyra!” Toni smiles, pulls plum-shaded lip stick from her purse and gets to work. “You look just fine leaving, if that’s what you were wondering. How goes it in the call center?”

“Nothing but a party.” Nyra fishes lip-gloss from her own purse and concentrates unnecessarily on applying it.

“One of those days, huh? I feel you… Had a few of those working the IT help desk before I got my certification.”

“Nothing I won’t get over,” Nyra says.

“That which does not kill us?” Toni’s lips twitch in irony.

Toni has most of what Nyra wishes she had. Full, prominent breasts, perfect symmetry. Her mahogany skin seems to glow, calling attention to generous, kissable lips.

A light dusting of freckles across her nose and cheeks spills down both sides of her neck, inviting speculation. A thick cascade of glossy black curls frame her face, brushing her shoulders. And those liquid brown eyes…

 

Author Bio:

Dirk Sayers grew up in a university town in Iowa, where he spent his formative years with one foot in the simplicity of farm country and the other in the frenetic environment of a university town immersed in the social upheaval of the sixties. He managed to survive it all, sometimes in spite of himself.

After graduating from college, he was commissioned a Lieutenant in the Marine Corps, serving for 22 years on five continents, during peace and war. He was decorated five times and retired as a Lieutenant Colonel. On retiring, he discovered, (among other things), his experience and six dollars would get him a cup of coffee everywhere…but not necessarily a job.

Accordingly, Dirk took an eighteen month sabbatical to earn a Master’s degree in Organizational Development. Hired shortly after completing his thesis, he applied his new degree as a Corporate Trainer and District Manager. After eleven years with the same company, Dirk became a casualty of the 2008 financial crisis, along with many of the men and women he helped train.

Since then, Dirk has published numerous articles and short stories and two books; a non-fiction work entitled, The Woman’s No-fear Guide to Online dating and his first novel, West of Tomorrow. He is also working on the first volume of a science fiction series, Tier Zero, Volume I of The Knolan Cycle and an anthology of short stories, entitled Through the Windshield, Drive-by Encounters with Truth.

Dirk currently lives in Laguna Niguel, with his wife, two psychotic cats, a Ball Python named Corona and a crow with a deformed talon named Hop-along. His author’s web site is dirksayers.com where he blogs about a variety of issues of interest to us all & posts the latest news regarding his writings.

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Flesh Into Fire
J.A. Huss & Jonathan McClain
(Original Sin #3)
Publication date: April 17th 2018
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense

Payback is owed.

And Maddie Clayton is going to collect. This time Carlos and Logan have gone too far. People are dead, lives have been changed, and she’s had enough. Plus, she’s got the Devil on her side, so when an enemy turns into a friend with an idea of how to take Carlos down, she’s in.

Tyler Morgan has been fighting back his whole adult life. He’s ready for anything when it comes to payback. But endangering Maddie can’t be part of the deal. Unfortunately for him, once Maddie gets an idea in her head, there’s no stopping her.

Her debt has been paid in blood and she wants revenge.

His fight is still there, but now he’s got more at stake than himself.

The end is coming.

But even if they win against Carlos, they can still lose each other.

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EXCERPT:

TYLER

I roll our interlaced fingers over so that I can see the back of her hand. It’s strong, but delicate. Long fingers and white skin. Veins that tense with the clench of her grip. Freckles. Just a few light, faint, perfect freckles.

I have the same thought I had the other day. That I want to learn her. Her body. Every millimeter of her. I want it burned into my brain. I want to imprint her into my memory before she goes. I want to study her. I want to have a PhD in Maddie Clayton.

I let go of her hand and stand up, turn to face her and then kneel down.

“What are you doing?” she asks.

I don’t say anything. She’s not wearing shoes, so I start tugging at the toes of her socks and she giggles as I work them off her legs and then hold her precious feet in my hands, examining them. I stroke the bones that run along the top, ending at the tips of her toes, and I kiss each toe one by one.

I turn them over to inspect the scar I found the other day, and I give it a kiss. Then I spread her legs and slide in between them, popping my head up to give her a kiss on the lips, before I unbutton her jeans and draw down the zipper. She leans back, propping herself on her elbows, and shimmies her hips as I pull her pants down. They’re so tight on her, so fitted, that they draw her underwear along with them as I pull, and then the pants are off her body and on the floor, and her bare calves, and knees, and thighs, and pussy are there for me to explore.

Still leaning back on her elbows, she tilts her head to the side, presses her lips together in a tight smile, and raises her eyebrows at me.

I lift one of her legs and place my face right next to it. Like an archaeologist exploring the contours of a priceless, ancient artifact.

Her smell. Her smell will be the thing that I know I will hold onto most. It’s always been that way for me. Smell is the most potent sense I have when it comes to triggering memories. When I smell cinnamon, I remember my mom. Because she was baking when she collapsed that last time after chemo. And so that’s the smell I choose to associate with my final memory of her, as opposed to the antiseptic smell of the hospital. Because that wasn’t her anymore anyway. Mom stayed in the kitchen. Only the shell of her stuck around for a couple weeks more in the hospital bed.

Anyway.

Right now, Maddie smells like freshly cut grass. She’s been packing and getting ready to leave all day, and it’s been weirdly warm of late, so she’s a little sweaty. And that smell—that pungent, dense, round smell of sweat on her skin that fills my nostrils—reminds me of summer. Which I love. Because I suppose that means that for the rest of my life, there’ll be an entire season where every day all I’ll be able to think about is her. Even though I don’t imagine needing a lot of prompts to steer my thoughts in her direction.

As I stroke my fingers along her leg, kissing as I go, and drinking in her scent with every breath, she drops down from her elbows, letting herself lie flat on her back, her legs dangling off the side of the bed. She traces her fingers up and down the line of her stomach, pushing her t-shirt up to the curve of her breasts as I continue my survey of her flesh.

I’m discovering things. Things that no one else on earth besides me will know.

Her right calf appears just infinitesimally stronger than her left. Her left knee is the teeniest bit knobbier than her right. And when I kiss her behind either of her knees, she shudders through her stomach, causing her toes to crinkle.

As I pass the bend in her knee, I draw my nose along the inside of her thigh. She wriggles a teeny bit as my beard moves along her soft skin. And then my mouth is right at the brink of her entrance. I take my thumb and run it along the pink folds and she lets out a “mmmmm.” I tilt my head, studying my fingers as they massage her tender skin, and take note of what sound each gesture evokes from her.

Kissing tenderly on her opening causes her to growl from somewhere deep inside her throat. So I do. I kiss, and I let my warm breath signal my presence, but I don’t want to penetrate her. Not this way. If she wants me to be inside her, I will happily oblige, but for now I just want to be here with her and hold her close.

And I will.

And I will hold her close in my thoughts every second that she’s gone.

But more importantly…

I will hold her in my heart.

MADDIE

Some people search their whole life looking for that one place they belong. For that one person who gets them. Who brings them into their world, lets them fall easily into the pull of their gravity, and lets them just… be. Just exist. Quietly. Naturally. Freely. This is Tyler for me. The center of my universe. The man around whom I now orbit.

Not like a satellite, either. But like… like two things meant to be one. Like long ago something crashed into us, broke us into little pieces, and left us adrift. Floating in directionless space. Spinning wildly with no tether. And now we’ve been pulled back together. And we circle each other, still spinning, but with the purpose of joining. Of becoming one thing again. Not because of tragedy, the way I’d imagined when I sent that letter. It’s not a lifeline of salvation connecting us now, but some force of nature we can’t explain, or control, or bend to our will. Some law of the universe that dictates the fate of things.

We are connected by something more powerful than shared sorrow. And every moment we’ve spent apart has been valuable. Necessary. Critical.

His mouth between my legs feels wonderful. I could close my eyes and enjoy it. Let myself reach the heights of pleasure.

But alone?

No. I’m done doing things alone. We’re connected now. And everything we do will be together.

So I whisper, “Tyler,” as I caress his head. Run my fingers through his hair. Touch his shoulders. Slide my fingertips up and down the hills and valleys of his muscular arms.

He looks up at me, his eyes smiling even though they’re half closed, even though his mouth is still working. His tongue still flicking against my pussy.

“Come up here,” I say. “And kiss my mouth.”

Now he smiles with his whole face. His hands plant on either side of my hips and he draws himself up to standing. He lifts his t-shirt over his head and undoes his jeans, letting them fall to the floor, and his nakedness reminds me that he has lived every single day of his time on this earth.

He leans onto the bed and eases forward. My legs open wider for him, welcome him between them as his cock—hard, and long, and ready—rests against my clit, making me want him.

If we stopped right now, if he just rested his chest on top of my breasts, became nothing more than heavy weight as he closed his eyes, relaxed, and fell asleep… I’d be content, happy, and satisfied.

And not because there’d be more chances to do this later. But because it’s him I want. Not the sex.

He leans down, his hands on either side of my head now. Bending the mattress the way spacetime bends around a sun. And when his lips reach mine, my eyes are closed.

And I fall again.

I fall far, and long, and easily. The same way I drifted towards him. And as I drift, weightless, we kiss. But I’m still connected to him. Always next to him. Because this is what it feels like to fall into someone, not away.

This is not me slipping down the mountain.

This is not me losing my footing.

This is me finding myself. In him. In us.

So when I reach my hand between my legs and place him right where he needs to be, he enters me. And all those broken, spinning pieces come together to once again create the thing we were always meant to become.

Our bodies move together. Perfectly synchronized. Like the dance of stars in space. His body is hot, and my body is hot, and the heat we create between us doesn’t burn like fire but rearranges us. Like the molecules of two metals mixing to form the strongest sword made of the very best steel.

Our lovemaking is slow. And perfect.

We reach the heights of pleasure together. As one. And it’s the kind of climax that only happens once in a lifetime. The kind of release that means more than the way it makes you feel. It tells you who you are, and who you’re with, and exactly where you fit in the grand scheme of things.

He says, “I love you, Madison.”

And I say it back. “I love you, Tyler.”

We mold ourselves into each other as we relax and grow sleepy. Our bodies back together. His arms around me. My back pressed against his chest.

Our hearts beating. Keeping time.

Becoming what we were always meant to be.

 

Author Bio:

Two accomplished writers come together to create unforgettable sexy romance. JA Huss is the New York Times bestselling author of 321 and has been on the USA Today bestsellers list eighteen times. Johnathan McClain is a veteran actor and writer whose work, either performed or written, is probably airing on at least one of the channels on your television right now. You can contact them on their website http://www.hussmcclain.com or find them at their social links below.

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Book Blitz: BOUND (A Magnus Blackwell Novel #2) By ALEXANDREA WEIS with LUCAS ASTOR

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Bound
Alexandrea Weis & Lucas Astor
(A Magnus Blackwell Novel #2)
Published by: Vesuvian Books
Publication date: April 17th 2018
Genres: Adult, Supernatural

Magnus Blackwell’s past is about to catch up with him.

An evil force has seized New Orleans. Pestilence, suffering, and darkness cloak the city. The citizens are scared and need their mambo to guide them, but Lexie Arden can’t help anyone. A diabolical presence has taken Lexie’s power and severed her ties with the other side.

Magnus Blackwell is fighting demons of his own. Torn between his devotion to Lexie and a spirit from his past, Magnus’s loyalty is put to the test. He must revisit his sins to uncover the key to the hatred ripping the city apart. If he doesn’t, Lexie’s reign as mambo will end.

Their search for answers leads them deep into the darker realms of voodoo—until a desperate Lexie does the unthinkable, and Magnus can do nothing to spare her from her fate.

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Will went to the doors leading to the balcony. “Do you hear that?”

Lexie got up from the sofa, and as soon as she came up to him, a low buzzing came through their back door. “What is it?”

Will hooked her waist. “Get behind me.”

“Why?”

“Just do it, Lexie!”

She curled into his back with her hands on his shoulders, looking around the nape of his neck while he reached for the door handle.

The buzzing got much louder when he cracked the door.

Her breath coming in quick gasps, she stared out into the night.

A wave of black shot up from the courtyard as if alerted by the light escaping from their door. The humming became deafening. Her eyes adjusted to the dark, and then Lexie became paralyzed with terror.

Flies, thousands of them, swarmed like a flock of birds, dipping and rising with a single mind. While poised over the pond, their mass obscured the floodlights from the adjacent buildings.

Aghast, Lexie’s nails dug into Will as the swarm pulled into a giant ball. A black wave flowed over the mass, bending and twisting in different directions, forming a shape.

“Have you ever seen flies do that?” Will mumbled.

Never taking her eyes off the object, she whispered back, “No. Never.”

Right after Lexie spoke, the ball suddenly contracted into a tight, flat orb.

She could not see the flies anymore, but their buzzing remained. Depressions sank into the orb; two eyes, a dip where the nose should be, and a thin line for the mouth.

The face reminded Lexie of a large black skull.

The skull then exploded, and the flies flew off in every direction.

“Holy shit!” Will slammed the doors and set the bolt. “What the hell was that?”

Lexie went around him to the window and peeked outside.

The only things hovering above the pond were a few bright beams from a neighbor’s spotlight. The flies had disappeared.

She stepped back, trembling. “It’s a warning.”

“Any idea who’s sending it?”

She rubbed his back, eager to feel his warmth. “No, but I’m sure I will find out soon enough.”

“Are you all right?” Magnus arrived in her living room. “I came as soon as I felt the black presence nearby.”

“We’re fine.” She looked up. “Just spooked.”

“Who are you talking …?” Will’s voice faded. “Oh my God. Is that …?”

Lexie held her breath as Will stared openmouthed at Magnus. “Can you see him?”

Will closed his mouth and cleared his throat. “Oh yeah.”

She rubbed her head, fighting the tension headache coming on. “This is all I need.”

“Others have seen me, why not him?” Magnus maneuvered closer. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Will.”

Will’s cheeks blanched, but he managed a courteous nod.

“Yeah, it’s nice to know you’re real.”

Magnus smugly grinned. “I’ve always been real.”

A long lapse of silence followed as each of the men—well, man and ghost—sized the other up.

Since she’d first met Magnus, Lexie longed for Will to see him, to know he existed. Her wish finally granted, she questioned if seeing Magnus was good for her husband. Will had stayed on the fringe of her world, opting to support her in any way he could, but leaving her to run her responsibilities without his assistance. She’d preferred things that way, seeking guidance from Titu instead of Will. He had his architecture firm and she her shop. Could they go back to their comfortable existence, or had the tide turned?

“Why is this happening?” Will staggered backward. “Why am I seeing him?”

Author Bio:

Lucas Astor is from New York, has resided in Central America and the Middle East, and traveled through Europe. He lives a very private, virtually reclusive lifestyle, preferring to spend time with a close-knit group of friends than be in the spotlight.

He is an author and poet with a penchant for telling stories that delve into the dark side of the human psyche. He likes to explore the evil that exists, not just in the world, but right next door behind a smiling face.

Photography, making wine, and helping endangered species are just some of his interests. Lucas is an expert archer and enjoys jazz, blues, and classical music.

One of his favorite quotes is: “It’s better to be silent than be a fool.” ~Harper Lee (To Kill a Mockingbird)

Alexandrea Weis is an advanced practice registered nurse who was born and raised in New Orleans. Having been brought up in the motion picture industry, she learned to tell stories from a different perspective and began writing at the age of eight. Infusing the rich tapestry of her hometown into her award-winning novels, she believes that creating vivid characters makes a story memorable. A permitted/certified wildlife rehabber with the Louisiana Wildlife and Fisheries, Weis rescues orphaned and injured wildlife. She lives with her husband and pets in New Orleans.

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