Dirty Deeds Series By J. Daniels ♥ Excerpt Reveal

Is this love or just a game?

Tori Rivera thinks Jamie McCade is rude, arrogant, and worst of all . . . the sexiest man she’s ever laid eyes on. His reputation as a player is almost as legendary as his surfing skills. No matter how her body heats up when he’s around, she’s determined not to be another meaningless hookup.

Jamie McCade always gets what he wants. The sickest wave. The hottest women. And Tori, with her long legs and smart mouth, is definitely the hottest one. He knows Tori wants him-hell, most women do-but she won’t admit it. After months of chasing and one unforgettable kiss, it’s time for Jamie to raise the stakes.

Jamie promises that soon Tori won’t just want him in her bed, she’ll be begging for it-and he might be right. Somehow he’s found the spot in her heart that makes her open up like never before. But with all she knows about his past, can she really trust what’s happening between them? Is Jamie playing for keeps or just playing to win?

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Book 1–Four Letter Word

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Tori froze a foot away, blinking at me. She didn’t speak. If she had a reason for coming in here, it looked like that reason just left her. She seemed lost.
“Legs,” I probed, when she kept with the staring and not speaking routine.
“Mm?”
“What are you doin’ in here, babe?”
I had no fucking idea what was going on, but unless Tori wanted to watch some chick grind all over me, she needed to get what she came for and step out.
She wet her lips. I watched her neck work with a swallow.
“You showed me your dick,” she stated.
I felt my mouth twitch. Fuck yeah. Breathing a laugh, I relaxed back onto the bench, arms spread behind me and hands gripping the black leather cushion. I tipped my head to the side. “See that impression is stickin’,” I said. “What’s that got to do with this?”
“You showed me your dick after I flashed you. That was your move.”
“Yeah.” I nodded. What the fuck was she getting at?
Tori smiled. Her sin-colored lips stretching slow. “This is mine,” she said, lifting her shoulders as if this shit she was declaring wasn’t a big deal, which it sure as fuck was.
This is hers…Oh, fuck me.
Fuck. Me.
Tori moved closer. Whatever smirk I was wearing pulled from my mouth. That pressure built again, in my chest and lower. I shifted on the bench.
“Legs,” I warned, my voice vibrating in my throat as I watched her walk toward me. “What’d I say about takin’ this shit places you can handle? Did you think this through?”
I was willing to bet she didn’t. If she had and knew how this could play out, with her bent over and me buried deep, she wouldn’t be back here.
“Shh.” Tori stopped in front of my knees. “If we talk, I won’t go through with this,” she admitted, sounding anxious. “And I doubt you’d be chattin’ up the girl who was supposed to be in here, so quit it. Just sit there. Shut up. And keep your hands to yourself.”
“You know what you’re doin’?” I asked, looking up at her. “’Cause in this room I’m allowed to touch, babe. Rules are out there.” I tipped my chin at the door, keeping her gaze. “Not in here. In here, I’m participatin’. You don’t like that deal, you better quit now and think of another move, ’cause the second you start takin’ shit off, Legs, I’m on you.”
“Then I guess I don’t need to worry,” Tori shot back, speaking with confidence and smiling again. The fuck did that mean? My brow tightened. “Say again?”
“I don’t need to worry ’cause I’m not taking anything off, meaning you won’t be on me. I’m just dancing.”
I stared at her for a beat. Then a laugh rumbled in my chest as I thought about how fucked she was.
“What?” she asked, tilting her head all cute. “This is a really good move.”
“Know it is. Not laughing ’cause of that.”
“Then why are you laughing?” She brought her hands to her hips and studied me, looking on the verge of an attitude. Her eyes narrowed. “If you think I need to take my clothes off to win this bet, then you are mistaken, Jamie McCade. I know how you feel about me in this uniform. This is gonna kill you.”
“Legs, hate to tell you this, but you’re wrong, babe. You gotta worry.”
“And why’s that?”
I dropped my arms and sat forward, elbows resting on my thighs. “You start dancin’ on me and I’m touching you,” I promised, watching her blink. “You start dancin’ anywhere in this room and I’m touching you. You don’t gotta strip, babe. I just threw that out there ’cause that’s where I thought this was headed. Telling me you’re makin’ a move and you’re makin’ it in a strip club, figured you’d be taking shit off, but honest to God, it don’t matter. Like I said before, rules are out there. Not in here. Only way I’m keeping my hands to myself is if I’m fuckin’ dead.”
“These are my rules,” Tori countered, bending down to get closer. “And unless you want me to holler out for my new friend with the gold tooth who looks like he eats narcissistic assholes for breakfast, I suggest you follow them, Jamie.”
I chuckled, knowing who she was talking about. Dude made sure I was clear on a few things before letting me back in here.
Something I wasn’t sharing with Legs. “And what are these rules, babe?” I asked.
She straightened and snapped, “I already told you. Sit there and shut up.” Tori put her hand on my shoulder and shoved, pushing me back until I was pressing against the bench again. Then keeping her grip there, she swung her knee up, braced it on the leather, and lowered herself onto my lap, lifting her other knee and boxing me in with it.
I pulled in breath through my nose and curled my hands into fists on the cushion. “And the touching?” I asked, voice strained as I stared at the shape of her tits.
They grew closer as she leaned forward, her hands shifting to hold on behind me, and my gaze snapped up to meet hers when her face got an inch away.
“Beg for it,” she whispered.
My eyes flickered wider. Hers brightened with impending victory.
No shit. Tori was gonna let me touch, but I had to call it. I had to let her win.
I had to fucking beg.
Jesus.
Why’d she have to be so good at this shit?
I steadied my gaze, telling her as my head tilted back, “Think I’ll just enjoy the ride.”

J.Daniels is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Sweet Addiction series, the Alabama Summer series, and the Dirty Deeds series.

She would rather bake than cook, she listens to music entirely too loud, and loves writing stories her children will never read. Her husband and children are her greatest loves, with cupcakes coming in at a close second.

J grew up in Baltimore and resides in Maryland with her family.

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Reckless Conduct By Brandy Ayers ♥ Pre-Order Blitz

Title: Reckless Conduct

Series: Blue Line Book One

Author: Brandy Ayers

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: November 22, 2016

He burned her once…

Sophie Gallo has survived a lot in her twenty-three years. Both parents gone, dreams abandoned, and a heart shattered. But she came out on the other side stronger than ever.

Then, one night with Luke in her bed… on her kitchen table… against the wall… made Sophie feel alive again. Right up until he ran before the bed stopped shaking. Seeing him every day at the Middleburg Police Station, thanks to her job as the office manager, is a special kind of torture. But she clings to her hate and anger, hiding her sadness and desire, even from herself.

She weakened him once…

Sergeant Luke McCracken lives to serve and protect. Not only the citizens of Middleburg, but also the woman who captivates him mind, body, and soul. Even if that means shielding her from the biggest threat to her happiness – himself.

Luke gave in to his lust once. But he won’t allow himself to be reckless with Sophie’s heart again. Though he can’t help but provoke her just to see her passion, even if it comes in the form of hatred. He’d live on nothing but the memories of their night together if it meant she’d have the life she deserved.

His town is being plagued by a rash of break-ins and an increase in drug overdoses, and his desk overflows with cases waiting to be solved. But never, in all the time he told himself to protect Sophie from the risks he presented, did he think she would find herself in danger from outside forces.

One night with her stole his heart, one dispatcher call stopped it.

This is book 1 in the new Blue Line Series, all featuring a different hot police officer at the Middleburg Police Station. Each book can be read as a stand alone. If you like hot men in uniform doing naughty things to strong, smart women, this is the book for you!

When they reached the car, he pressed her front against her shitty little Corolla. Leaving no part of her neck unexplored, he rolled kisses, licks, and bites across her skin. A trail of goose bumps sprang up wherever his mouth ventured.

She placed her hands on the roof of the car and spread her legs a little over shoulder-width apart. The street lamp across the way lit her profile, lending a glowing halo effect to her already angelic face. “Are you going to frisk me, Officer McCracken?”

Just like that, he attained a new level of hard. He’d be lying if he said the fantasy of pulling over a hot woman and fucking her against the car hadn’t crossed his mind a time or two.

“I think I should, ma’am. Need to make sure you’re not packing.” Going down onto one knee behind her, he glided his hands over her smooth calves, sweeping around to rub her shins. She started panting as he moved higher up her legs. “Wider.”

She shuffled her feet out another six inches or so. He slid his hands onto her inner thighs. Her whimper set his chest and groin on fire. Finally, he found the junction of her legs. Warm and wet, her panties were soaked.

“Fuck.” He rubbed his palm over the damp cotton. Her responding moan was a lightning rod straight to his dick. If he didn’t calm the fuck down, this would be over before it started.

With effort, he removed his hands and continued his journey up her body. He traced the slope from her hips to waist. Spinning her around, he pressed her back against the door.

The hem of her shirt drifted up, revealing a smooth, taut stomach. He skimmed his hands over her ribs, exposing a few more inches of skin. He kissed the flat landscape down to her navel and dipped his tongue into the hollow.

A stinging pain shocked him from his lust-fogged state. She fisted both hands in his hair and pulled him to his feet. Their lips met in a frenzy.

She tasted of mint, tequila, and something sweet he couldn’t place, but made the desire to devour her grow. But not here. Forcing himself to stop kissing her might have been the hardest thing he’d ever done.

Brandy Ayers is a writer of erotic romance. Or romantic erotica, depending on how you look at it. She has been telling stories in one form or another since she was a child and decided her English / Irish heritage was boring. Instead, for a 4th grade class genealogy assignment, she weaved a tale of mystery and intrigue about her great, great grandpa chief of the Navajo tribe. No one bought it. Brandy lives in Pennsylvania with her husband, son, and a very depressed basset hound.

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Misdirection By Elizabeth Burgess ♥ Release Blitz

Title: Misdirection

Series: Counterplay Book #1

Author: Elizabeth Burgess

Genre: Romantic Suspense

Release Date: November 15

mis•direction

[mis-di-rek-shuh n]
noun
1. a wrong or incorrect direction, guidance, or instruction.
2. the act or instance of misdirecting or diverting

Ambitious Dr. Andrew Douglas is always seeking more. More power. More money. More women. But when a shrewd businessman, Bob O’Malley, propositions him to bring River City Medical Center in New Orleans into a black market organ trade, he’s hesitant. How would they get away with it? What if they get caught? Would it be safe to say no?

Arianne Douglas seems to have it all. She’s conservative and proper with a happy family and a fulfilling career where she gives back to others. But when her husband’s ex-wife, brazen Dr. Millicent Douglas, discovers her deepest secret—the truth could send Arianne’s entire life crashing down around her. Millie has been on a twenty-seven-year mission to destroy her, and she’s not above using Arianne’s son, Nash, to do it.

Stoic and solemn Dr. Gregory Adams is an honorable man. Proud of the legacy passed down through his family, he takes his job as Chief Medical Officer seriously. But after discovering his best friend, Andrew, is doing something legally and ethically wrong, Gregory doesn’t know what to do. Further complicating his decision are his long-standing feelings for Andrew’s wife—his one true love.

As even more players are pulled into the tangled web of deceit and intrigue, no alliances are safe. The stakes have never been higher, and no one involved will ever be the same again.

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A nurse by trade, Elizabeth loves incorporating some medical knowledge in each book she writes. Her favorite characters are always flawed, and if you see her wearing any color other than black, you know she’s sick. Thanks to her maternal grandparents, she believes she can do anything if she sets her mind to it, and will always offer guests a glass of sweet tea.

When she’s not working on her next novel, she enjoys Saturday nights in Death Valley, listening to Fleetwood Mac on rainy days, and taking pictures of her beloved Louisiana. Elizabeth is the author of Counterplay and the Hopewell Coven series books. She lives in Northeast Louisiana’s farming country with her partner, Terri, two Catahoula Curs, Bowie and Pike, and host of spoiled cats.

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The Darkness Series By Cassia Brightmore ♥ Release Blitz

Title: The Darkness Series: The Complete Saga

Author: Cassia Brightmore

Genre: Dark Romance

Release Date: November 7, 2016

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All four books in this heart-stopping, dark romance series are now available in one boxed set! Prepare to be on the edge of your seat with each one of these mind-blowing thrillers in a series you won’t soon forget.

Malevolent

Darkness has a seductive power, a delicious energy that sinks its claws in deep. Once the devil has a hold of you, true malevolence is born.

Sheriff Brady James has sworn to protect the small town of Durham Heights, his current priority to ruthlessly hunt a sadistic killer on the loose. With lives at stake, his focus is split between two beautiful women – one dark, one light. The clock is ticking, the threat palpable; crawling closer at every turn. Once death has you in its sights, there is no escape.

Evanesce

If your soul has been plunged into the dark depths of despair, how hard would you fight to claw your way back to the surface? Can the life you lost be restored, or is it destined to be forever phased out of existence? Fated to dissolve into a distant memory.

A sinister criminal ring has descended on the small town of Norton Springs, instilling fear in the residents. A vicious wave of disappearances coupled with the gut-wrenching horror of infants being ripped from the arms of their helpless mothers has the town quaking in terror.

Denouement

The past and present collide in the final book of the Darkness Series. Old enemies return and unlikely allies are formed when a serial arsonist targets the small town of Stockton Crossing, Louisiana. Working together with the surrounding towns of Durham Heights and Norton Springs, firefighter Lieutenant Weston Hunt is forced out of his reclusive tendencies to help apprehend the madman.

When Aubrey Sinclair, the sexy librarian he’s always had a thing for becomes the next target, they are thrown together in more ways than one. She needs his protection and he’s powerless to deny her. With the chaos closing in around them, will they solve the puzzle before it’s too late? Or is their destiny to go down in a fiery blaze?

Repentance

Obsession is a passionate emotion. A dark blend of desire and longing; it distorts reality into twisted fantasies. How far would you go to ensure the object of your infatuation is forever in your possession?

Two people thrown together in a twist of fate. One running from his past; the other chasing a brighter future. Can they be each other’s salvation? Or will any happiness they find be ripped to shreds by the deadly obsession of another? Redemption comes at a high-staked price no one is willing to pay as the Darkness Series returns for one last mind-blowing trip into the depths of despair.

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Cassia Brightmore is a Canadian dark romance author. She loves writing dark stories with twisted characters that she hopes will thrill the reader as well as make them fall in love.She loves hockey, video games and online shopping. If she’s not writing or editing, you can usually find her doing one of these things. Writing is her passion and publishing her first book as an indie author is truly a dream come true.

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All The Way by Victoria L. James

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Six minutes after he’d vowed to love me forever and I was the happiest I’d ever been. He wasn’t meant to be with me at the start of my next adventure, but the other half of my soul — the man I’d been away from for far too long — had slammed back into my life with unashamed force all over again. With one look in his eyes, I was lost to all his promises, and I couldn’t find a single reason for us to spend another second apart.

Happiness became a dangerous addiction — one Alex Law was able to wrap me in with an ease no one else had ever done before. Yet no matter how high the clouds we rode upon climbed, the echoes of our pasts never seemed to be too far away.

Not all happily ever afters go the same way and ours was about to bring out sides of both of us that we never knew existed. All I could do was hold my breath and hope that whatever storms we passed through, they wouldn’t be strong enough to tear us apart for a second time.

Our eternity started with a kiss. Now it was up to me to prove that forever really could last a lifetime with nobody else but him.

That beautiful, breathtaking first love of mine.

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Victoria L. James is a teenage girl stuck in a thirty-something year-old’s body. A Corona and nacho appreciator with a ridiculous obsession for all things Rocky Balboa, she currently lives in Yorkshire, England with her husband and two baby boys. Having had a strong passion for words and stories going as far back as she can remember, she credits her love of literature to her Grandma Bess who taught her that you didn’t need a lot of money to travel to different worlds, experience new places, and live a thousand lives.

And so Victoria’s unexpected journey to writing began, one impressionable Sweet Valley High book, and tragic diary entry at a time.

Wearing her heart on her sleeve and trying to lighten life with naff, and more often than not, badly-timed, nineties jokes, she has yet to learn the art of knowing when to shut up.

A firm believer in never quitting and a champion of every underdog that exists, she dreams of being able to write forever, hoping her stories will inspire at least one person out there to keep on pushing against the tide of their own struggles. Reading is always the ultimate escape.

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Seven breaths left in her chest, yet I looked back at him. He wasn’t meant to be there on the darkest night of my life, but the mysterious Alex Law continued to make a habit of showing up when I least expected him. With one look in his eyes, everything I’d ever been before him drifted away, and everything I was about to become revolved around him. Grief threatened to ruin me no matter how hard I fought, and Alex had demons of his own to deal with, yet we found a comfort in each other’s pain. We found ourselves alone, two people becoming one. Just us. Natalie and Alex. Natexus. As long as we had each other, we thought we could make it through anything.

We didn’t know there were things out there waiting to destroy us: people we couldn’t escape, fates we couldn’t outrun and regrets we couldn’t avoid. Not all love stories go the same way, and ours was about to take a turn neither one of us could have foreseen. All I could do was stand by and watch as my world fell apart for a second time.

I knew there had been life before Alex Law.

I just had to figure out if there was life after him…

That beautiful, tragic first love of mine.

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The Broken Road To Forever By Rhonda R. Dennis and L.K. Owen ♥ Release Blitz

The Broken Road to Forever

Rhonda R. Dennis and L.K. Owen

Cover designer: Wicked Women Designs

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Release Date: November 1, 2016

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Are broken roads worth traveling?

As the daughter of a hard working single mother, Mallory James is very familiar with struggle. Loneliness becomes a common theme in her life, especially because she suffers with issues such as low self-esteem, poor body image, and a lack of confidence. She’s more than happy to be the wallflower who hides away from the world that intimidates her, especially when in high school.

Brent Grayson is a wealthy, bold, sexy, and confident star athlete who can land any woman he wants. However, outward appearances can often be deceiving. Though he’s a bully with a bad attitude, an odd and seemingly unlikely bond begins after they meet in kindergarten, and continues well into adulthood.
Then everyday life happens…

Their paths split and a decision must be made. Will Brent and Mallory successfully navigate the roads they’re on, or give up and search for a different route all together?

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Rhonda R. Dennis:

Rhonda Dennis’ first career was in EMS, but
later in life, she attended college as a non-traditional student. After
graduating, she felt compelled to write a short story. The words flowed, and
the manuscript for “Going Home: A Green Bayou Novel Book One” was
drafted. Rhonda has since published six novels and three short stories in The
Green Bayou series. She is in the process of issuing 2^nd editions of
the series with new covers and added scenes. Rhonda has released a romantic
comedy called “Magnolia Blossoms”, a contemporary romance called
“Yours Always”, and a romantic suspense called “Broken Bayou”. Rhonda, who resides in South Louisiana, was a
nominee in multiple categories for the 2013 Indie Romance Convention Readers’ Choice
Awards, and is also a Nook and Amazon Best Selling Author. Rhonda recently won
“Best Ugly Cry” for “Yours Always” from Bleeding Heart Blog’s 2015 Readers
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I live in a small town
in the south east of England, and have lived here all my life. I’m married and
have three children. I only started reading three years ago, when my husband
bought me a kindle for Christmas. It started my love of all things books. 18 months
ago I had a health scare and to take my mind off of it, I began writing. Soon
it grew into the full length novel, Sucker Punched. I have since released Ethan:
A Novella and book two in the series, Reclaiming Beauty.

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Hollow By Karlee Winters ♥ Release Blitz

Title: Hollow

Author: Karlee Winters

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: November 1, 2016

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Things aren’t always what they seem…

To outsiders, Ashlynn Summers has it all: she’s the star of her own TV cooking show, respected by her community, and a devoted wife. Until she discovers something that shakes her rock-solid world. Now, all she wants is to focus on getting her life back on track. Volunteering at a homeless shelter renews her sense of purpose, but when she meets the insolent Luke Brault, Ashlynn can’t help but think there’s more to him than meets the eye.

Although Luke keeps to himself, his daughter is his sole priority. Guilt surrounding his single father status has eaten away at him, leaving a gaping hole. He and Ashlynn become friends, yet Luke fears his past will destroy the bond they’ve created. When they discover their pasts are intertwined and unimaginable secrets are revealed, Ashlynn and Luke find themselves on shaky ground in the aftermath. Suddenly, building something solid on a hollow foundation seems impossible. Can they find a way to repair the damage of the past, or is it too heavy for them to bear?

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Despite having lived in my new duplex for over two weeks, I still had yet to unpack most of my things, or get my own furniture. A couple nights before, in an attempt to tire myself out, I had picked three boxes to unpack. One of the boxes was filled with photographs, and the other two contained various vestiges from my life when my family was whole: porcelain figurines Mama had picked out on our various trips to Disneyland, doo-wop and standards recorded on vinyl, and assorted signage and décor from my parent’s restaurant. I’d also found a couple Barbie dolls still in their boxes from when I was younger. I had never hopped on the Barbie doll train, but I knew a certain five-year-old who might have, so I had put the records and the Barbies in a bag and placed them in my office, intending on giving them to Luke the next time I saw him. I thought they might like them. What I didn’t expect was the hostile look he was giving me.

He took three quick strides toward me. “Let me make something perfectly clear to you, Duchess. Lily and I are not some charity case. We don’t need you donating your unwanted things because you feel sorry for us.” He shoved the bag into my arms.

“You think I’m giving these to you because I feel sorry for you?”

“Yeah, and we don’t need your pity.”

I threw the bag down on the desk. “You know what, Luke? You’re a real asshole sometimes.”

“Just calling a spade a spade.”

“Well, I’m just calling an asshole an asshole.”

We stared at each other with our faces just inches apart and I swallowed hard. His chest heaved and when his eyes dipped to my mouth, I wet my lips with my tongue, suddenly feeling like I’d been chewing on sandpaper. His arms were braced along the edge of the desk, caging me in, and I could smell the sweet hint of mint on his breath.

“I don’t want your things. There’s a reason I live the way I do, so just leave it the fuck alone.” He turned to leave, but I reached out, my fingers touching his forearm, begging him to wait.

“I-I’m sorry,” I stammered. “I was just trying to be nice. I just wanted to do something nice for you and Lily.”

His head was bowed and his back remained turned toward me, but I knew my words had dented his armor, even if for only a moment. “Why?”

“What do you mean why?”

He whirled around and pinned me with a glare. “I mean, why bother? Since I’ve met you, I’ve given you no indication that I want to be your friend or get to know you better, and yet, you keep trying.” He took a step toward me. “Why?”

The air was thick with tension and I could feel it like static, rousing every cell in my body. His deep grey irises seared through my soul as he searched my face for an answer.

“Because,” I said quietly, “I know what it’s like. I know how grief can consume you until there’s nothing left. I know what it feels like to push everyone away because it’s easier than allowing people in and risking losing them, too, but I was lucky in that I had people who stuck by me even when I was a complete nightmare to be around. They pushed me to talk to them, even when I had nothing to say.” I paused, my heart thrashing violently in my chest. “But you? From what I can tell, Luke, you don’t have that, and that’s a damn shame because as much as you try to only show people what you want to show them, I see past that. I see the man you really are when you hold your little girl in your arms. I see the kindness buried deep in your heart. You didn’t have to offer to help me with Mama, but you did. So yeah, I keep trying, and that’s not going to change because you may not feel like you’re worth it, but I—”

He cut me off with a kiss. His right hand reached out and wrapped around my waist, jerking me toward him until I was pressed hard against his body. His mouth came down on mine with such intensity, I could feel every ounce of pain, grief, and desire he’d kept locked tight within him. A low rumble in his throat urged my lips open and when his tongue swept along my bottom lip, a soft moan escaped me. I placed one hand to the back of his neck, pressing myself into him, needing to be closer. He gripped me tighter as the heat of our kiss deepened, making me dizzy with need. In that moment, I could feel him opening his heart to me. His left hand moved to my cheek and he used his thumb to tilt my head back.

He controlled the moment.

He controlled every movement.

He was the puppeteer and I was his marionette, bending and twisting to his will. And I let him. Maybe it was because he had spent so much time feeling out of control and he needed just one second where he didn’t feel so lost. Maybe I let him because for a brief instant in time I remembered what desire felt like. Maybe this was what we both needed, two broken people yearning for a respite from our pain and finding it in each other.

He alternated between letting his tongue tease me with long languid strokes and nipping at my bottom lip with his teeth, sending a heady ripple of lust all the way through my core. My hands slipped beneath the edge of his shirt, touching the hard ridges of his stomach. His eyes shot open and he tore himself away from me. Our chests heaved synchronously to the beat of our wounded hearts, and his eyes were filled with fear.

“Ashlynn,” he said quietly.

“Yes,” I responded, already knowing what he was about to say.

“I’m sorry. This was a terrible mistake.”

He ran his hand over his jaw and walked out the door, leaving me with nothing but the sweet taste of him on my lips.

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Beneath These Shadows By Meghan March ♥ Release Blitz

From USA Today bestselling author Meghan March comes another dangerously sexy alpha hero…

The only permanent thing in my life is the ink I put on my clients.

I drift form city to city, in and out of beds, from one tattoo shop to the next.

Every time I start to put down roots, I rip them up.

Until New Orleans.

Until her.

She’s everything I’m not.

Full of fire and life. An innocent where I’m a sinner.

I want to consume her. Protect her. Keep her.

But first, I have to escape from beneath these shadows.

Beneath These Shadows is a STANDALONE romance set in the world of the Beneath series. You DO NOT have to read any other books in the series to enjoy it.

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“You ever broken the law before this, Eden?”

I expected a quick and unequivocal no, but it didn’t come as fast as I thought it would.

“I don’t think so. I mean, I’m sure I have by accident sometime. I’ve jaywalked. But I’m not some kind of criminal.”

Well, that makes one of us, I thought.

My anger from earlier started to fade and be replaced by the heat of the knowledge that Eden’s naked tits were only inches from my chest, separated by water I could see right through. Last time I’d seen them under her pink bra, she’d been too fucked up for me to take advantage . . . but tonight she was completely sober.

I raised my gaze from her chest, expecting her cheeks to be red when she realized I was staring at her nipples, but she wasn’t watching my face. She was staring down at my body.

“Like what you see?”

That got her attention.

Eden jerked her head up to meet my eyes, and the blush colored her skin like I’d timed it.

“You’re . . . big.”

A booming laugh broke free from my throat at her unexpected response, and her cheeks flamed even brighter.

“No, that’s not what I meant. I mean . . . everywhere. Not just, in the . . .” She looked down, then jerked her gaze back to mine. “I’m going to shut up now.”

That kind of awkward and fumbling response couldn’t be faked, and protectiveness rose in me again. Eden was no con artist. She was a girl who couldn’t even say the word cock without turning red.

“Ain’t no shame in my game.”

She reached out a hand and covered my lips with her fingers. “Stop. You’re just making it worse. I wasn’t checking out your . . . package. I mean, I did before you got in the pool, but that’s only because I thought you’d have underwear on because who doesn’t wear underwear?” The babbling continued, and so did my laughter.

Hell, I hadn’t laughed this much since Delilah had given in to a customer’s request and tattooed a flexing veined eggplant cartoon on a client so he could send pictures of it instead of dick pics.

Eden pulled her hand back and covered her face. “I’m going to stop talking now. I seriously can’t be trusted to say anything that’s not completely humiliating when you’re standing this close to me naked.”

“I disagree, and since I’m not ready to get out and put my clothes on, you’re going to have to deal with it.”

She mumbled something under her breath.

“Come again?”

Eden pressed her lips together for a beat before saying, “I don’t know how to deal with it. This isn’t something I’ve ever dealt with before.”

A crazy thought popped into my brain. “Are you a virgin?”

If there was a red brighter than fire engine, that was the color of Eden’s cheeks. “No! Of course not. Really. I’ve touched a dick before. I mean, just the one, but it still counts. Well, I didn’t really touch it. Except, you know, inside me. Oh my God, I’m just going to shut up now.”

Realization dawned on me as her babbled protest silenced. “You’ve had sex with one guy? Once? How old are you?”

Eden turned to bolt, but instead smashed her tits into my arm. I stepped close enough so that only an inch of water separated us.

Her gaze went skyward. “This is so humiliating.”

That’s where she and I had differing opinions. “Why? Because you haven’t fucked every guy you’ve ever met? What’s wrong with that?”

Eden’s gaze snapped down to mine and her brows drew into slashes. “Hey, whoa now. You can toss that double-standard crap right in the trash. What if I had screwed every guy I ever met? Would that make me less of a person? I mean, it’s not like you probably haven’t been with dozens and dozens of women. I’m not judging you. Except for maybe that Kitty girl. I mean, really? You’ve got to have some standards.”

My laughter boomed out again across the courtyard. “Cupcake, just because I can get most any pussy I want, doesn’t mean I do it.”

“Still, double standards are—”

When she started on another tirade, I decided to silence her the best way I knew how.

I leaned down and covered her lips with mine.

About Meghan March:

Meghan March has been known to wear came face paint and tromp around in woods wearing mud-covered books, all while sporting a perfect manicure. She’s also impulsive, easily entertained, and absolutely unapologetic about the fact that she loves to read and write smut. Her past lives include slinging auto parts, selling lingerie, making custom jewelry, and practicing corporate law. Writing books about dirty talking alpha males and the strong, sassy women who bring them to their knees is by far the most fabulous job she’s ever had. She loves hearing from her readers at meghanmarchbooks@gmail.com.

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Rockin Rhythm By Bella Jeanisse ♥ Release Blitz

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Warning: For those 18 and over only. May not be suitable for all readers.

Ash Taylor lives life without making deep connections with anything other than his brothers and his bass. His past has jaded him to love and makes him fear getting too close. Then Michelle walks into his life. Every night, she invades his dreams and stars in his fantasies. She makes him question himself and his ways. However, he is sure she could never date someone like him. So much so, that he convinces himself that she is married.

Michelle Reynolds has been jilted so badly, that she doesn’t want to date again. Her friend Beth tries to encourage her, but all of her relationships end badly or don’t last. She is sick of disappointment. When Ash comes into her life, she feels an immediate spark. He makes her feel special without effort. His big heart and deep voice mesmerize her. As soon as she finds out he is a rock star, her hopes are crushed. In her eyes, it could never work because musicians are not faithful, and she is not good enough for him.

Can these two polar opposites find a way to make a relationship work? Will all that dating a rock star entails break them or bring them closer? Find out in the first book of the Velocity series.

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Bella Jeanisse lives for rock music. Addicted to concerts, Avenged Sevenfold, fictional rockers, and blasting music in the car, she can’t get enough. After her father turned her on to Queen, there was no going back. Of course, it didn’t stop there. Playing guitar became a pastime, which didn’t turn into a career… until she started to pen her fantasies and publish them.

Originally from Brooklyn, New York City, she grew up with access to clubs like L’Amour and CBGBs, hung out in Greenwich Village, as well as had plenty of friends in bands. No wonder rockers stayed on her mind. Bringing her ideas to life was a long time coming.

She is now living near Tampa, FL with 3 kids and 2 grandkids, as a single mom. Her family supports her writing even when it seems to take up more time than they feel is necessary. Can’t stop the muse, ya know!

Besides erotic rock star romances, Bella also writes about wild bikers, hot college men and more.

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