Release Blitz: Buy Me, Sir by Jade West (Teasers!)

Hey bookies! Jade West is back with a new novel!

Title: Buy Me, Sir
Author: Jade West
Genre: Erotic Romance
Cover: RBA Designs

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They call him the puppet master.
They say he’s dirty, dark and dangerous.
And they’re right.
He’s everything they say he is, and more.
So much more.

Alexander Henley has no idea I exist. No idea whatsoever how much I want him.
But that’s all about to change.
Because if there’s one thing I know about the puppet master, it’s that he pays well to pull women’s strings.
And I’m going to be his next purchase.

About the author:

Jade has increasingly less to say about herself as time goes on, other than the fact she is an author, but she’s happy with this fact. 

Living in imaginary realities and having a legitimate excuse for it is really all she’s ever wanted. 

Jade is as dirty as you’d expect from her novels, and talking smut makes her smile. 

She lives in the Herefordshire countryside with a couple of hounds and a guy who’s able to cope with her inherent weirdness. 

She has a red living room, decorated with far more zebra print than most people could bear and fights a constant battle with her addiction to Coca-Cola.

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Release Blitz: Bella Vol. 7 by Kimberly Blalock (Giveaway + Review + Teasers!)

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HEY BOOKIES!!!

BELLA VOLUME 7 IS NOW RELEASED!

*fangirls non-stop*

Check out the teasers and my review below! Oh, and be sure to join in the giveaway!

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Title: Bella Vol. 7 (Sagatori Family Saga #7)
Author: Kimberly Blalock
Release Date: January 18th 2017

All of the Kings horses and all of the Kings men couldn’t save Bella from seeking revenge once again. 

I know what you’re thinking—What the hell am I doing, right?

Perhaps even I don’t know what I’m doing; perhaps this is the last of the things I will ever do to protect what belongs to me. MY FAMILY

But I will do them all the same.

Stand back and watch as this tale unfolds.

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REVIEW

Volume 7 picks up immediately where the previous volume ends, where Bella called Ivan. This volume is focused more on Bella’s point of view, and I think it’s a great idea to spend more time in her perspective.

I feel as Bella had grown and mature in her thinking. I would say she is definitely more rational now, and honestly, I think Miss Kimberly’s style of writing has definitely changed, if anything, improved greatly as compared to the first volume.

Isabella Sagatori-Moretti is definitely not a force to be reckoned with. This time, she is prepared. So is Jax Moretti, a.k.a. The Joker. These two are not people anyone wants to cross when one tries to separate them.

There has literally been no series or characters that can captivate for as long as this. The Bella serial is the first mafia romance series, or should I say, the first series that managed to capture my attention for so long! The best thing is, with each volume, the story gets more exciting, secrets are revealed, more plot twist and best of all, CLIFFHANGERS!

Yes, each volume ends with cliffhangers that make your heart lurch even more than the previous one!

I dived into this without reading the synopsis, and personally, I actually love it. I have rarely suggest for readers to do this, but for this series? I would highly recommend so! Since each volume are rather short (although the length of each volume seems to be increasing!), the suspense is even greater as you read through the story!

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About the author:

Kimberly is an International bestselling author of the Angel Trilogy. She has been writing since she was a young girl growing up in Kansas City, Mo. Reading and writing has been a big part of her life.. She enjoys worlds she can get lost in while reading a good book. A wife and mother to four beautiful children she decided she wasn’t busy enough. She spent some time chasing down fugitives as a bounty hunter then laid down her hand cuffs and finished her college degree in nursing.

Kimberly loves discovering new music to jam out to and loves anything that’s different. When Kimberly isn’t writing she is playing superhero for her children.

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Release Boost Blitz: Dirty Love by Kimberly Blalock (Excerpt + Giveaway + Trailer + Teasers!)

Hey bookies! The author of the Sagatori Family Saga mafia romance series is back with another new novel!

Check out the excerpt and teasers below!

Title: Dirty Love
Author: Kimberly Blalock
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: October 25th 2016

In the light of darkness is an undeniable need to run, disappear, slither away only barely scraping by with hope that maybe just maybe, there’s a way of escape.

My name is Oliva Basari. I escaped one hell only to be trapped inside another, darkness and fear seething through my veins and invading my every thought.

A new city, a new job, a new persona and then…. I fell in lust, I fell in love…hell, I just fell.

From the darkness my alter ego became real, I was Tess, the stirring of someone or something else burning in my gut until she was all there was.

I didn’t fear what would happen if remorse knocked on my door nor did I fear the lustful way I stalked them, preyed upon them—the ones that couldn’t have me, the ones who wished they could taste me—I was their darkness until I met one very tall, dark, and forbiddingly handsome Mr. Black. He hated me watching with darkness in his tormented eyes. He scared me, intimidated me, and left me questioning my own sanity.

Until he didn’t.

He was the one thing I let myself submit to, his touch, the way he slid his knuckles across my flesh, igniting a dangerous spark inside of me.

In the end, we’re all captured souls waiting for release or the escape from our own maniacal thoughts.

In the end, we are all prisoners of the flesh.

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EXCERPT

She slept with blankets slipping from her taut body. I inhaled deeply as my dick ached to be inside of her tight pussy. I didn’t actually know what her pussy felt like… Was it soft, delectable, electric, and glorious? I imagined all of those possibilities and intended on finding out soon, but I wasn’t ready yet. I needed her to come to me. To beg me for it before I could give her everything that I couldn’t stop thinking about.

I slid my hand inside of my nightstand drawer retrieving the lube I’d used on the woman the night before. They were covetous, egocentric, and contemptuous. Nothing that interested me. It rather disinterested me, actually. Olivia was the exact opposite of those women, a contradiction of everything they stood for.

I unbuttoned my jeans and sagged against the chair that had the best view of her bed. Of course, I’d arranged it that way. Her ass was so fucking perfectly round, tight, and juicy. Nothing could possibly be as good as that ass. I was sure of it, and I intended on finding out soon enough.

I pulled my pants down to lay across my thick thighs and untucked my cock from my briefs. The slippery lube slid out of the bottle and melted against my heated hand. Her body shifted slowly as my hand dipped against my flesh. I stilled, waiting to see if she’d wake up this time. She’d been on edge lately, not sleeping well. It’d been pretty fucking obvious she’d been having a difficult time with something. I shrugged off the thought. I’d wanted to fix whatever was wrong, comfort her, fuck her until her problems were mere memories from a past before me or very thin memories that popped like bubbles do in the sunlight. But I’d remain a circumspect observer, for now.

Her body turned just as my hand landed on my hot, thick, pulsing cock. I squeezed, gripping the skin down my shaft… hard. A deep-seated moan reverberated from my throat. It felt so fucking relishable… gratifying. My cock jerked from the sensations it was experiencing. Her tits bounced into position… the position of foreplay among lovers. Nipples hard and round, perky and wanting, waiting for my tongue to flick across the hardened flesh in heated arousal. She adjusted from her stomach to her back, completing her task in search of comfort. Ironic really, that here at this moment she’d seemed extroverted, willing to be free when in reality she was demure. Well, unless she was dancing, but that was only a few hours a night. And I wouldn’t allow myself that opening to taste her flesh. Not yet.

“Ah fuck!” I moaned, the sound feral. I lived alone, and no one could hear me and fuck it if they could, I didn’t care.

My strokes became tight, stroking the entire length of my cock. Cum slipped out of the head as I smothered the silkiness of my arousal across the thin, sensitive flesh. I jacked off to her perfect fucking body.

Her hand crossed her chest, and I imagined she was touching herself there while I licked her pussy, sweeping my tongue against the nub bringing her to ecstasy.

I’d dreamt about that for a long fucking time. One year to be exact. She’d moved into the apartment across from mine with her friend. Her boyfriend moved in just a few months later. Fucking asshole is never there, and he fucks like he doesn’t know what he’s doing. Probably doesn’t, to be honest. Little prick has a small ass cock, too. If he came even a tiny bit close to getting her off, I’d rock her fucking world. When I finally take her in every way imaginable, I will do just that.

My strokes became shorter, tighter, faster as I watched her tight body. I imagined her full lips wrapped around my cock sucking hard, harder. Her tongue would flick across the head lapping up my cum into her hot mouth; she’d smile as she squeezed me roughly, begging for more of me to seep into her mouth. She’d suck me the hardest I’d ever been sucked.

“Oh fuck!” Cum shot from the head of my dick. “Fucking shit, Olivia!” I yelled her name as I pulsed against my palm.

Just as I cleaned myself, her jackoff boyfriend arrived stripping his clothes off as he snuck into bed like a predator, opening his mouth ready to take her. My fists slammed into the wall next to the window. It left a large, round hole that I’d deal with later.

My mind raced. I wanted to go over to her apartment and rip him out of her bed. I wanted to kill him. If he didn’t get a fucking clue, I was going to do just that. And soon!

I got plenty of pussy. Shit, where I worked, it was thrown at my cock in groves, but I wanted Olivia Basari. Only Olivia. When I fucked someone, she was the only face I saw. Her sweet lips sucking me off until I came in her sweet fuckable mouth.

Convenient for me, I’d get to see that face and body every day and night. She was a dancer at Epic, the strip club I owned. She worked for me, but it wasn’t enough. I want to own every inch of her. I’ve kept my thoughts to myself. No one knew how I felt, and they sure as fuck didn’t know the malevolent thoughts that infiltrated my mind. Funny really, infiltrate makes it sound as though I didn’t want the thoughts there. As though I’d set up a road block of sorts keeping them away, but in fact, I’d caressed every single one of them. I lured them in with the tips of my fingers promising jewels of satisfaction.

I watched her from the two-way window in my office while she danced for the scum of the city. I pretended that she was dancing exclusively for me. I fucked while I watched her from that window. The girls didn’t have a clue what I was doing when I had them bent over gripping their flesh into my hands. All they wanted was the orgasm they’d get whether I tried to give it or not. Sometimes I did. I loved pussy. It was only Olivia’s I was thinking of when I sucked on their clits, however. Slipping my fingers inside their wet, dripping, pulsating pussies brought cry after cry from their dirty mouths.

I stripped my clothes and showered. I’d see her at work in an hour. I couldn’t watch that fucker touch her any longer.

She was mine.

 

About the author:

Kimberly is an International Bestselling author and has been writing since she was a young girl growing up in Kansas City, Mo. Reading and writing have always been a big part of her life. She enjoys the world she can get lost in while reading a good book. A wife and mother to four beautiful children she decided she wasn’t busy enough. She spent some time chasing down fugitives as a bounty hunter then laid down her handcuffs and finished her college degree in nursing.

Kimberly loves discovering new music to jam out to and loves anything that’s different. Her many interests include Google, you heard it! Google. If you need to know any unusual or interesting fact she has searched it and can recite it. Her motto is: Why be the same as everyone else when you can stand out?

When Kimberly isn’t writing she is playing superhero for her children.

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Release Blitz: Tempt Me by Roxy Sloane (Review + Teasers!)

Hey bookies! The first novel in The Temptation Duet is now released!

Check out my review and the teasers below!

Title: Tempt Me (The Temptation #1)
Author: Roxy Sloane
Genre: Contemporary/Erotic Romance
Release Date: October 3rd 2016
Cover Photos & Design: Sara Eirew

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From USA Today bestselling author Roxy Sloane comes a filthy, seductive new duet. Spare panties and extra batteries definitely required!

I’ve never fucked a woman who didn’t lie.

Not to me. When I’m grinding eight inches deep up against your G-spot, you can bet you won’t have the mind to remember your own name. No, I’m talking about the next guy. And everyone who’s unlucky enough to come after me.

“That’s right, baby. You’re the best.”

“Nobody’s ever gone so deep.”

And this one, the classic. The biggest fucking whopper to ever cross a woman’s lips:
“Size doesn’t matter. It’s what you do with it that counts.”

Right, love. Say that again with a straight face once I’ve stretched you so wide, you’re begging me to stop and screaming for more, all in the same goddamn breath.

Go on, I dare you.

We’ve all got our secrets, but it just happens to be my job to figure yours out. I’m the best in the business, and I never back down.

But this case is different. This girl is different.

I don’t just want her secrets. I want everything.

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Title: Tease Me (The Temptation #2)
Author: Roxy Sloane
Genre: Contemporary/Erotic Romance
Release Date: October 13th 2016
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A woman’s mouth will tell you anything, but her body never lies.

That’s how I like it. I don’t get caught up in any drama, and I sure as hell don’t get attached.  

Until her: Chloe Archer.

She started as a job, but now she’s more than that. And now I know how it feels to claim her, I don’t want anyone but her. On her knees. Spread wide on my bed. Up against the wall and screaming my name. I’m not fussy. I’ll take it all, a hundred times over, and still crave one more taste.

There’s just one problem: this time, I’m the one who’s lied. I guess what they say is true. Karma can be a real bitch sometimes.

But karma’s got nothing on me. I’m not giving Chloe up without a fight, and you better believe, I play dirty.

That girl doesn’t stand a chance. My body doesn’t lie either, and I’m going to show her just what the truth feels like.

Every inch. Every thrust.

All the way to the fucking hilt.

Yeah, Chloe belongs to me now. She just doesn’t know it yet.

USA Today bestselling author Roxy Sloane brings you the sizzling, filthy conclusion to the Temptation duet!

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About the author:

Romance lover, reader, and writer of sexy, fast paced, and erotic stories featuring dirty talking alphas, billionaires, Doms, and more!

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Release Blitz: Ruin by Clarissa Wild (Excerpt + Giveaway + Playlist + Teasers!)

Hey bookies! The author of Bad Teacher is back with a new novel!

Check out RUIN below!

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Title: Ruin
Author: Clarissa Wild
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: September 20th 2016
Cover Design: Booming Covers

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Maybell Fairweather was the girl of my dreams.

Always smiling brightly, she kept going, despite the names her classmates called her behind her back.
She was full of curiosity and independence, the extent of which I could only be jealous of. Even though she had all odds stacked against her, she knew what she wanted from life and pursued it, no matter the cost.

She was completely my opposite in every way.
Perfect, even though she couldn’t see it.
Perfect … until me.

Because this is the story of how I ruined her.

Based on a true story. Standalone Romance. No cliffhanger.

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Ruin is also available with a limited edition cover. This edition is only available in paperback and can be purchased directly from Clarissa Wild.

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EXCERPT

“I needed that …” she murmurs, closing her eyes again.

“I know you did.” I smile cheekily.

She lets out a long, drawn-out sigh. “Alex Wright … you seem to know everything.”

“No, I just know you,” I reply boldly.

“Really now?” She opens one eye.

“I know you better than you think,” I say.

Now, both her eyes are open but hidden underneath thick lashes and a curious frown. “Really? Then what am I thinking right now?” She smirks as her feet dangle below the bench, one swaying, the other unmoving, and there is only one thing I can think of.

A tiny leaf that’s fallen on top of her head makes my hand move closer to swipe it away, but I linger. My fingers gently trail along her soft dark blond hair, past her ears and down her cheeks, until they reach her chin. There, I subtly grasp her between my thumb and index finger and lean in, cocking my head. My eyes slowly close, the sound of her short breaths pulling me in.

Before I know it, my lips have locked with hers.

I don’t know why I’m kissing her.

Well, other than the fact that I’ve been madly in love with her all this time.

She was just perfect.

Perfect, just the way she is.

Her scrunched-up face and rosy lips … just had to be kissed.

So I did it.

I’m actually kissing Maybell Fairweather.

I don’t know what I’m doing. I’ve only ever kissed one other girl, and that was in kindergarten. I have no fucking clue, but I hope I’m doing it right. She isn’t stopping me or pushing me away, so that’s a good thing. Right?

But damn, she tastes so sweet, and her lips are so soft.

No wonder everyone likes to do this so much.

It feels like it lasts forever.

After a while, she needs to take a breath, and our lips unlock. Her eyes wide and her lips parted, still swollen, heavy, much like mine, and all I can think of is kissing her again.

Is it so wrong to want the thing I shouldn’t have?

She tucks a strand of her wild hair behind her ear, her cheeks turning red as a strawberry, but I like the color. I can’t stop looking at her, but it’s growing awfully silent too. She’s still so close to me; I can feel her warm breath tingle on my skin.

“This?” I murmur, as an answer to her question.

She bites her lip to stop herself from smiling. “I …”

Her smile only makes me feel more bold, so I place my hand on her cheek and pull her even closer. “I just want to make you happy.”

I lean in again and press another soft kiss on her lips, the touch exhilarating me. Goose bumps scatter across my skin as I taste her on my lips. My blood rushes through my body to the only spot it can go to, the sudden burst of greed filling me. My pants tighten as my dick flinches from her lips alone.

God, I need to stop. This isn’t right.

With all the willpower I can muster, I unlatch my lips from hers, her taste still lingering on my tongue. I can smell her perfume too, the scent rubbed off on my cheeks and neck, and it’s making me giddy. Horny.

Fuck.

I clear my throat as we both turn red as a beet.

“Well …” I get up from the bench and turn away for a second to cool down my manly parts. I even think of the delusional grandpa she has for a neighbor just so I can rid myself of this hard-on. Anything to make it go away quicker.

When I’ve cooled down, I turn to her and smile. She’s still looking at me. Her lips still parted, her face still in shock mode. I can only hope my guess was right, but I won’t ask. I’ll let her decide.

So I hold out my hand and say, “Let’s go back inside.”

For a second, she just stares at me, then my hand, and then me again.

Her hand slowly reaches for mine.

Our fingers entangle.

The tip of her lips points upward.

That’s when I know.

 

About the author:

Clarissa WildClarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author, best known for the dark Romance novel Mr. X. Her novels include the Fierce Series, the Delirious Series, Stalker Duology, Twenty-One (21), Ultimate Sin, VIKTOR, and Bad Teacher. She is also a writer of erotic romance such as the Blissful Series, The Billionaire’s Bet series, and the Enflamed Series. She is an avid reader and writer of sexy stories about hot men and feisty women. Her other loves include her furry cat friend and learning about different cultures. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, reading tons of books and cooking her favorite meals.

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New Cover Reveal + Re-Release: Fifteen Weekends by Christy Pastore (Bonus Materials + Teasers!)

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Hey hey bookies! Remember the author of unScripted?

One of the sweetest contemporary romance story between a movie star and a strong woman? Ronan and Holliday?

Yes, Christy Pastore is back with a new cover for Fifteen Weekends!

What’s more, there are bonus materials, including an extended epilogue!

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Title: Fifteen Weekend (The Weekend Series #1)
Author: Christy Pastore
Cover Design: Sarah Hansen at Okay Creations

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The past, it can haunt you…It can consume you…have a hypnotic hold on your mind, body and soul. The past can keep you from moving on…holding your heart hostage.

The past, can also bring you closure…provide answers you never knew you needed to mysteries you never thought existed…and the past, can force you to look at your current choices in an entirely different light.

Ashleigh Preston has always maintained control of her life, especially her romantic life. To everyone else she seems to have it all— a posh independent lifestyle with nothing holding her back. As a successful Freelance Food and Travel Columnist, Ashleigh can escape whenever she likes and travel the world. She frequently visits her favorite city—London.

Coincidentally, London is where Liam Frost, the charming Welshman lives, her no strings attached irresistible best friend with benefits. Still closed off to the idea of love because of her painful past, can Ashleigh overcome personal grief and take a leap of faith with him? Or will her emotional guilt be too much for Liam to handle, leaving him to move on with someone else?

Smart and sophisticated Marketing Executive, Emily Greene needs closure from her complicated past—she is still consumed by the disappearance of her ex-boyfriend, Craig Walker. The thought of him lingers with her even years later. A stormy night brings about a surprising confession from Emily’s arrogant, yet very attractive co-worker, Ethan Carlson. This admission gives Emily a good reason to push former romantic visions out and usher in new ones.

The past always has a way of twisting into the present. A series of mysterious events—cryptic phone calls and creepy text messages begin to pose an irritating problem for Emily’s life, until one day the annoying situation turns far more serious than she can anticipate or realize. Emily starts to believe her past might be a threat for her new heated romance with Ethan. Is it possible for Emily to move on with her life, despite never knowing what happened to Craig? Can Ethan help Emily put the past behind her and move on with him?

Amanda Parsons, the former country club socialite whose fall from grace has landed her in the poor house. A chance meeting with Vince Everett, a handsome and wealthy businessman, rescues Amanda from her sad state of affairs returning her to the familiar decadent lifestyle she’s accustomed. The clothes, jewels, shoes and gifts are nice, but the boredom and loneliness stir emotions reminding her of the scandal that shattered her world.

Can Amanda shake the emptiness that consumes her or is she doomed to repeat the same mistakes from her past? And why is her sister friends with her biggest mistake—Andrew Langston? Revisiting that dark part of her life sheds light on a mystery Amanda never dreamed would unravel so many possibilities for her future.

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About the author:

Christy Pastore lives in the Midwest with her husband, two lovable dogs and their crazy cool cat. When’s she not writing flirty and dirty books or updating her celebrity fashion blog, she loves shopping online, binge watching her favorite shows and daydreaming.

She believes books, especially love stories are an escape from the real world.

A few of Christy’s favorite things:

Bold Heroine’s — Swoony Hero’s with a Naughty Side — Guilty Pleasure Reads and TV Shows — Designer Handbags — Men In Suits — Black and White Photos– Sexy Accents– Snow– Pinterest — Twitter — Instagram– Wine– Champagne– Soy Latte’s — Gummi Bears– Gourmet Grilled Cheese Sandwiches — Pickles– Popcorn –Sparkling Water– Eye Cream– Pedicures– Traveling– 80’s Music– Musicals– Movie Trailers — Celebrity Red Carpet Interviews — Award Shows — Making Lists.

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Release Blitz: Red Lights, Black Hearts by Fabiola Francisco (Excerpt + Review + Teasers!)

Hey bookies! Guess what day today is?!

IT’S THE RELEASE OF RED LIGHTS, BLACK HEARTS!

One of the most unexpected yet amazing novel by one of my favourite author, Fabiola Francisco!

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Darkness can be stained by light. Light can outshine the darkest of corners.

Behind a window in Amsterdam’s desired Red Light District, Samantha practices the art of seduction. Man after man, she controls them, seeking what they both want. But behind the façade of the glass, lies her truth waiting to be uncovered. An inner battle of light and dark takes place as Sam learns to release the past and truly live the beautiful tragedy that is life.

Red lights and black hearts collide in a tale of heart and soul.

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EXCERPT

The melting of the snow brought about a mixture of emotions. Realizations I didn’t want to admit to. Awareness that dawned on me brighter than the noon sun back home in South Florida. Resistance to what was happening around me.

I’ve never been happier to be back at work, doing what I know and keeping my mind busy with tempos.

After the second night of being snowed in, Max left and prepared for a short trip to Germany. His words. Probably meant to ease me and inform me he’ll be back soon.

In my own silence, I analyze my world. I analyze my truths and my deceptions. I was living a life I was content with until recently. I was surviving without the constant memories drowning my mind. The insecurities I buried deep within not making an appearance.

Until now.

Now everything has resurfaced. Now every truth is exposed in the front of my mind, a cursing memory haunting me in case I had forgotten where I came from and who I was.

A rag-doll with loose threads barely keeping her together. Unsown by a seam ripper who fed off of her pain.

Anyway. Not having Max around has given me space. Space to think. Space to breathe. Space to hide. The glass shelters me despite its transparent state. The walls in my small room protect me. The men that walk in surrender to me. All of this makes for the perfect escape. An escape I am craving and dreading at the same time. My analytical self knows this is what has helped me move forward in life. My foolish self wants to tear at the belief system I’ve created to fall victim to fairy tales with a Prince Charming and a Sleeping Beauty waiting to be awoken by a kiss.

Kisses don’t heal. Princes don’t wake you up from nightmares. You are responsible for your own living and the only one who can break the bonds of the past.

Red Lights, Black Hearts

Copyright 2016, Fabiola Francisco

REVIEW

Red Lights, Black Hearts is a novel beyond this world!

The words that brings out the emotions of the characters’…

The sentences that tells the tragedy and stories of Samantha and those around her…

Fabiola Francisco is an author whose writing will pull you in so fast and deep…you would not be able to put down her novels once you started reading it!

In her latest novel, she has written more than just the sweetest romance between her characters, but also something so beautifully tragic, one would feel so much sadness and hopefulness for the characters!

The way Miss Fabiola writes in Red Lights, Black Hearts, on Samantha’s feelings, it was almost as if I was her. It felt as if I was Sam, and I was feeling her grey emotions, her detachment to this world. Everything inside this novel feels so real.

Samantha is every man’s dream, sexy, cold and a person who needs control. Yet, the one thing she promised herself she would never do again happened, and that broke the walls she had been building when she arrived in Amsterdam.

Sam truly is one of the most complex, yet, she is also one of the simplest character I have read in any novels. It physically hurts me to see Sam’s inner battle.

Something about the writing in this novel feels so real it hurts.

This novel is a beautiful surprise, and I love the endings in most of the novels I read, but for Red Lights, Black Hearts?

It. Was. Perfect.

This novel has the most unexpected, and perfect ending of one finding herself with some help from a person who broke her facade, releasing herself, and healing from her past.

This novel is highly recommended for everyone! Red Lights, Black Hearts is truly a very unique novel!

Other Titles by Fabiola Francisco

Perfectly Imperfect: Amazon | B&N |  iTunes | Kobo

Restoring Us: Amazon | B&N | iTunes | Kobo

Resisting You (Perma-Free): Amazon | iTunes | Kobo

Sweet on Wilde: Amazon | B&N | iTunes | Kobo

Whiskey Nights: Amazon | B&N  | iTunes | Kobo

About the author:

Fabiola Francisco is a contemporary romance author from South Florida. Writing has been a part of her life since she was a teenager. Even at that age, she dreamed of happy endings with emotional twists. She currently has five books released, her latest being Whiskey Nights.

Her passion for books and writing has inspired her to write her own stories. She writes novels readers could relate to and grow with. She’s currently working on writing more stories that connect with readers on a deeper.

Fabiola also loves expressing herself through art and spending time in nature. In her spare time, she loves to cuddle with a good book and a glass of wine.

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Release Blitz: Power by Kenya Wright (Excerpt + Giveaway + Teasers!)

Hey bookies! POWER by Kenya Wright has been released 2 days ago! 

Be sure to join in the giveaways below!

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Title: Power
Author: Kenya Wright
Genre: Romance Crime Thriller
Release Date: July 15th 2016

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Mary Jane, a struggling comedienne, stumbled into the wrong club at the wrong time. She didn’t notice the gangster gripping the gun and the two scary men on his sides. She just jumped on the stage, tested the microphone, and went into her routine.

And that’s where things got interesting.

Noah was the gangster that gripped the gun. The Beast of Din City. The Boss of the Streets. The one who ruled them all from the North to the South. Not liking to murder women, he’d now been thrown into an uncomfortable situation. She’d accidentally become a witness to something she shouldn’t have seen.

She’d now become a problem.

Yet, their gazes met and hearts faltered, thump, thumping in their chest like a tune beat out from bullets slicing through the air and bodies crashing to the ground.

Their gazes met and things would never be the same for him or her, nor the Streets. Their gazes met and he decided not to kill her, instead he took her on a journey where sex meets the rhythm of the streets, high to low, smooth to rough, growing inside of them both until they’re not sure, if any of them will survive—him, her, or those bloody streets.

***Warning: This book contains adult language, graphic violence, and explicit sex that may be disturbing for some readers. This book is not intended for readers under the age of 18.***

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Noah’s POV

If I could, I would’ve written it all down. The taste of her sex. The softness of her flesh. The richness of her moans. The squeaking of the bed.

She had that good pussy. The sort a man wanted to lock down and trap to him. Never let out, unless the chick was strapped to him. That good pussy. I’d heard legends of women with gold between their thighs, but thought it was bullshit. Now, I was a believer. She had that good pussy. Gushing and dripping. Her sex wet for me. It was a perfect opening to pleasure. Folds like satin, a liquid symphony. Good pussy. Warm flesh hugging my cock. Drawing me inside of her. Luring. Singing to never stop.

“Oh, Noah,” Mary Jane moaned. “It feels so good.” 

That’s a goddamn understatement.

 

About the author:

Kenya Wright wrote her first novel during her third year at UM Law school. She dropped out a month after the release and never looked back.Words are power, and Kenya wants to be the greatest wizard that ever lived.

It’s an audacity to inspire and teach the healing of love through arousal.

It’s this crazy idea that love can not only help a reader escape, but the story can also teach the person about being human, while making them laugh, cry, and hot for more sex.

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2 winners will each receive a signed paperback of Power + a bottle of one of the wine’s listed below (US only + 21 and over)

 

Noah’s Wine

Heist, Cabernet Sauvignon, Santa Ynez Valley, California – 2013

Inky, opaque garnet-to-brick hues in the glass. Ripe, juicy and loveable on the nose and palate with notes of black currant, cassis and blackberry over wet forest floor. Threads of violet and chocolate throughout. Nice balance, medium finish, ready to drink now.

Mary Jane’s Wine 

Calamity Sue, Riesling, Arroyo Seco, California – 2014

Hues of pale yellow straw in the glass. Perfumy white flowers on the nose and ripe pear. Nice balance between acidity, fruit extraction and sweetness. Complex and interesting with a mineral nuance.

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WRITER GIVEAWAY

1 Winner will receive the following:

Free book cover design by Jackie Sheats

Free Line-editing of manuscript by Christine Rice

Free ebook formatting of finished and edited manuscript by Jackie Sheats

Release Blitz: Bad Teacher by Clarissa Wild (Book Trailer + Excerpt + Giveaway + Review + Teasers!)

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Welcome to the release blitz for BAD TEACHER!

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Title: Bad Teacher
Author: Clarissa Wild
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release DateJune 28th 2016
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My name is Thomas and I’m always hard.
No really, that’s my last name. Thomas Hard, the pleasure is all mine … literally.
I can’t help it that my name suits me well.
You know what else suits me well? That girl sitting across the bar, with her lips right where I tell them to be. I want her, and when I want something, it’s gonna be mine.
One night. No names. No phone numbers. Just me, her, and pure pleasure.
Except, that one girl turns out to be the biggest mistake of my life.
Why?
Because I broke my cardinal rule …

Never bang a student.

*Author’s note: Don’t like reckless decisions & unbridled screwing? Don’t love girls that are obsessed with ice cream, rainbows, and unicorns? Don’t enjoy a bit of corny humor sprinkled on top? Then this book is not for you. And last but not least, if you hate cats with giant jewels … Don’t even bother.*

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EXCERPT

He reaches into his pocket.

Something inside starts to vibrate.

I squeal.

Everyone turns around.

Thomas places his finger on his own lips and shushes me.

“Don’t make a sound.”

“What the fuck?” I say.

“Shh … not so loud. You don’t want everyone here to know you have a butt plug in your ass, do you?” he whispers.

“Is that thing vibrating? Oh, my god.” My pupils dilate and then I growl, “You’re doing this.”

“Yes, I am. I needed to make a point here.”

“What point?” I shudder and clench my legs from the vibration, which pulses through me, causing delicious thumps.

Fuck. How am I supposed to concentrate on the conversation? How am I supposed to eat my damn venison if I can’t lift a damn fork without shaking?

“You are mine, Hailey. Whether you think you are or not doesn’t matter. When I say you’re mine, you’re mine completely. No one, and I mean no one, is going to touch you. I don’t share what belongs to me.”

“I don’t belong—”

“You belonged to me the moment I stuck my tongue into your pussy, and you know it,” he growls softly. “You think I’m playing around, don’t you? I’m not. I may not want to define whatever the fuck it is we’re doing here, but that doesn’t make me any less of a greedy motherfucker. And I am fucking greedy when it comes to you. That’s a problem of mine that I’m willing to admit now, having you on my mind every goddamn second of the day, wishing I could stick my tongue in your pussy and then my cock until I hear you scream my name. I also finally came to terms with the fact that I am one jealous asshole, and you won’t like me one bit when I’m jealous, Hailey, so don’t you make me one by letting other boys get a taste.”

I’m baffled.

I don’t even know what to say.

Completely fucking speechless, that’s what.

And I don’t even know if I’m supposed to take this as a compliment or a threat.

Judging by the sensations between my legs, I guess it’s good either way.

Not that I still have a choice in the matter. The more he talks, the more I want him to shut up and kiss me.

Now, I know what Lesley means when she’s talking about alpha men. He’s the prime example.

“Did you understand all that, Hailey?”

“Um … yes? I guess?” I say, licking my lips from the tightness in my ass that I’m suddenly very aware of, considering we’re in a restaurant.

The vibrating increases in intensity, making me squirm in my seat.

“Not. Good. Enough,” he growls. “Tell me exactly what you won’t be doing.”

“I won’t be seducing guys or letting anyone else touch me.”

“And?”

“I belong to you, even though we aren’t boyfriend and girlfriend.”

“Exactly. And when I ask you to tell me something, you will tell me.”

“Fine, yes,” I whisper, breathing heavily through my mouth to cope with the increased pleasure I’m feeling down below. Goddamn. It feels so wrong inside a restaurant.

“Yes, what?” He pulls the item from his pocket and shows it to me. “Or do you want me to turn this up a notch?”

“Yes, Sir!” I say, a little bit louder than intended, causing people to turn their heads.

He smiles wickedly. “Good.”

The vibrating loses its power, but it doesn’t stop completely.

“Why are you doing this?” I mutter. “We’re in a fucking restaurant.”

“I don’t care where we are. I will give you pleasure whenever I want, wherever I want. Because… let’s face it, that wasn’t really punishment, was it? Tell me the truth.” he muses, placing the item on the table in full view. Goddamn, it feels like a jab. Like he knows he owns me or something. Of course, he does. I know it too. I just wish I could own him too.

I sigh and pat my dress, trying to regain whatever’s left of my self-control. “Yes, Sir … I kinda liked it.”

“Hmm … that’s my good girl.”

Just those words … they do something to me.

Especially the part when he says ‘my.’

It makes my stomach flutter.

Thomas picks up his fork and takes a few more bites before putting it down again. Then he looks at me, at my plate, my fork, and points. “Are you done?”

I nod, trying to act as normal as possible while my ass feels like it’s on fire.

“Then let’s get outta here.”

“But we haven’t had dessert yet.”

“Oh … I know.” He grins. “We’ll get to that part soon.” He casually waves at the waiter. “Bill please!”

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REVIEW

Bad Teacher is my first Clarissa Wild novel, and definitely not my last!

It’s so sexy, hot and filthy! I love it!

For those who know me, I love to read dark erotica or sexy romance novels by the Pepper Winters and Roxy Sloane, a.k.a the Queens of Dark Romance and Sexiness. In Bad Teacher, I found elements of steamy, sexy and filthy from these authors, combined with Miss Clarissa’s original writing!

That’s definitely paradise I’m talking about!

I know it’s only my first novel from Clarissa Wild, and it might seem too early to say this, but she is definitely going to be one of my favourite author! That, and she is also going on my go-to authors list for sexy-and hot-as-hell stories, complete with amazing characters’ development!

Now, onto Bad Teacher!

One of the many reasons why I love this story, is definitely because of the nature of the relationship in this novel! A teacher and his student!

Weird? Not at all!

Many contemporary romance stories are written with a student-teacher relationship but Bad Teacher stands out because Thomas and Hailey did not know who each other were until school starts!

Plus, they bang with an ed! Haha!

That, and Hailey swearing and doing what she can to piss Thomas off is pretty funny to read!

I love how this novel explores the depths of two troubled souls, with similar kinky tastes as a bonus, and how they struggle due to the nature of their relationship. This is definitely a novel well worth my time!

As the author’s note implies, Bad Teacher is not a novel for everyone who might be easily offended with the nature of the relationship between the characters. I do recommend contemporary and erotic romance readers to give it a try!

Just remember, if you hate cats with giant jewels, then this might not be the novel for you! *winks*

 

 

About the author:

Clarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author, best known for the dark Romance novel Mr. X. Her novels include the Fierce Series, the Delirious Series, Stalker Duology, Twenty-One (21), Ultimate Sin, VIKTOR, and Bad Teacher. She is also a writer of erotic romance such as the Blissful Series, The Billionaire’s Bet series, and the Enflamed Series. She is an avid reader and writer of sexy stories about hot men and feisty women. Her other loves include her furry cat friend and learning about different cultures. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, reading tons of books and cooking her favorite meals.

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Release Blitz: Flawed by Rachael Orman (Excerpts + Teasers!)

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Hey bookies! Want to read something sexy, hot yet thrilling at the same time?

Check out FLAWED by Rachael Orman!

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Julia is a domme for hire. Paid to spank and dominate men, she loves what she does during the summer months. However, she is also a submissive for her husband.

Garrison is content being married to Julia even though he is a bisexual. That is, until he realizes the man he has the hots for is interested in him. Too bad his job as a detective has him busy dealing with a serial murder case. Good thing, the sexy lawyer is also on the case and it gives him a reason to see him.

Keaton might be a shark in the courtroom, winning almost every single case he tries, but he is submissive in the bedroom. It’s hard to balance his work life with his private life and finding someone that can handle both aspects of his personality.

When they realize they all know each other and there is desire between the three of them, things get hot. But, can three really make a relationship instead of two?

The serial murderer isn’t going to wait for them to figure out their situation. He is on the hunt for dommes and isn’t leaving much behind for the police to use to find him.

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Keaton

My phone rang, and I sat back from Garrison to pull it from my pocket. I cleared my throat at the name on the screen.

“Go ahead and take it,” Garrison said, leaning against the padding of the booth. He spread his arms out on either side of the backing, showing off how built he was and making my mouth go dry.

“Hello?” I tried answering in my normal voice, although it wasn’t normally how I spoke to her. However, balancing the dominating man in front of me and the controlling woman on the phone wasn’t easy.

“Where are you?” she barked.

“I’m sorry. I lost track of time. I am going to have to reschedule our meeting,” I admitted, holding back the groan that threatened to climb from within. Moving our appointment wasn’t what I wanted, but arriving late and not getting my full time wasn’t an option either. How had I lost track of time?

“This is unacceptable, Counselor. I’m very upset with you,” she snapped with venom in her voice.

“Understandably so. When can you fit me in next? I promise it won’t happen again.” I would’ve begged right then and there if it weren’t for the blue eyes burning into me from across the small table. I’d just tried to pick up on him only to be shot down, and now I was on the phone with the woman who dominated me on a regular basis. I wanted to squirm in my seat from the awkwardness of the situation, but didn’t because he couldn’t hear her side of the conversation. He had no idea who was on the phone, and I wouldn’t let it show. I might be submissive, but I wasn’t weak.

“I don’t know. Maybe I should make you wait another week before I make time for you. What would you say to that?” she demanded. That made me shift in my seat. I couldn’t handle waiting that long for her.

“Please,” I hissed, ducking my head, as if I could hide anything from the man across from me.

“Please what? You are the one that messed up here. Not me. I am upset with you; so why should I go out of my way to make time for you after you missed the time I’d already made for you?” she sneered.

My dick throbbed in my pants, my chest felt tight. I needed to see her. I needed the release only she was able to give me.

“I need to see you,” I lowered my voice even more, so low I wasn’t sure she’d be able to hear me.

“I’ll call you if I have some time open up,” she taunted and hung up.

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Julia

I wanted to beg for him to undress me and take me right there, but this was his scene, and I was no longer in charge.

“Take off my shirt,” he rasped in his sexy as hell voice that sent sparks of desire between my thighs. My fingers were much smaller than his, and I trembled with need by the time I finished the few remaining buttons. My hands glided up from the waistband of his dress pants, over his rippling abs to his delicious, firm pecs, and across his broad shoulders. I followed the shirt down his bulging biceps to his forearms to the cuffs, the only thing keeping the shirt on. It now hung low around his hips in the back and practically framed his lean waist.

As tempting as it was to drop to my knees, I didn’t. Instead, I worked out each cufflink, and the garment finally drifted to the floor. I dropped the silver clasps on top of the fabric so they’d be easy to find later.

“On the bed,” Garrison whispered, but I clearly heard him and scrambled to kneel in the middle of the mattress. He sucked his bottom lip into his mouth, stalking toward me, stepping out of his shoes then bending to tug off his socks before joining me. “Fuck, Julia, that outfit is hot.”

I blushed a little at his praise. I craved to hear such reverence in his voice. I always dressed sexy for my Domme sessions because Garrison often claimed me after them. Reasserting his dominance. I happily handed it back to him since he let me fulfill my needs, even the ones he couldn’t satisfy himself.

“Get on your back,” he instructed, and I moved to relax on the pillows with my legs spread wide, heels digging into the soft bedding. A deep growl, or maybe it was a groan, rumbled through the air, and he crawled over me. “You are all mine. Every single inch of you.”

“Every single inch,” I repeated because it was the truth. My palm came up to cup his cheek as he lowered himself to bring our lips into contact. Not one other part of him touched me, and I writhed under his suspended body. I couldn’t help it. When he showed his sheer strength, it turned me on and made me want him more than ever.

A snap of elastic filled the air when he tore off my panties. I had only a moment to gasp at the burn caused by the rendering of the fabric before his thick fingers were pushing inside me, the weight of him coming to rest on top of me.

“So. Wet,” he breathed, punctuating each word with a thrust.

I arched off the bed and fisted my hands in the bedspread.

“Always,” I moaned.

“Only. For. Me,” he claimed once again using his fingers, fucking me to punctuate every word.

“Only you,” I gasped as his fingers curled and pressed along the ultrasensitive spot along the front wall of my cunt.

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About the author:

Happily married mother of two darling, trying, beautiful, horribly energetic little girls, an adorable German Shephard pup who makes her get off her butt and at least go for a walk around the block, and a fat, old, lazy chihuahua.

When she isn’t spending all her time writing dirty, sexy, naughty erotic romances, she is narrating audiobooks and helping run a LBGT blog.

Rachael loves to push herself to write new things so her books vary from heterosexual romances to gay/lesbian romances to menage romances… She couldn’t imagine writing outside of the romance genre since that’s what life is all about.. Love, sex, happiness.

She is a full supporter of the LBGT community and equality for all.

Please connect with her as she loves to know that people appreciate the time and energy she puts into each story.

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