Dylan By S. Kline ♥ Blog Tour

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•.•´¯`•.•• Dylan ••.•´¯`•.••

● ☆● By S. Kline ●☆●

Dylan

Book 2 of the Fianna Fail Series

Author: S. Kline

Hosted By: Bloggers From Down Under

Released: March 8th

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Blurb

Contains graphic sex, drug use, violence, and adult situations. Not recommended for anyone under 18.

This is a continuation series picking up from the end of book one.

“This is what life is all about. This is the place where all of our troubles are put to rest. This is my family. It’s not traditional, but it’s mine, and I will do everything in my power to protect what’s mine. Down to my last breath.”

Dylan Trent is more than just the main drug dealer for the organization known as Fianna Fail. He is also Troy Donovan’s childhood best friend.

Six months after Marcus’s betrayal, and Callie is still in hiding. The whole of the organization is on the hunt for revenge.

But what happens when a broken girl suffering abuse at the hands of her drug addicted mother and step-father entwines herself in Dylan’s world?

Meet Raven Colt. One girl who holds too many secrets for her eighteen years of age.

As their world collides will they rise above, or shatter under the pressure? Find out in book 2 of the Fianna Fail series.

Excerpt

Here is a small excerpt from book two in my Fianna Fail series!!!! If you haven’t read book one, Troy, get it now for only $0.99, and get ready for Dylan! Coming March 8th

“Are you going to the fight this weekend? I know Trisha will be there, and I won’t even lie and say I don’t want you to be there.” Dylan’s words make my heart stop and my palms start to sweat. Say no, Raven! You can’t be close to him like this!

“Yeah, I’ll be there.” What? That’s the opposite of no, Raven!

Dylan’s smile is so bright it rivals every star I’ve ever seen. I can’t look away. It’s not one thing in particular about him that pulls me in, it’s everything. How could anyone not want to be close to him? How could I not want to be close to him?

“I’m still not sleeping with you.” I say it just as the door swings open, and an extremely disheveled Trisha and Ethan stumble in. I look at them briefly before I shift my gaze back to Dylan.

His expression is amused as he brings a hand up to run soft fingers over the skin of my cheek. I tense from head-to-toe, but if he notices he doesn’t say anything about it.

“I still haven’t asked.” His words are only loud enough for me to hear, but when I look back at Trisha she is smiling like a kid in a candy store, and I know it’s because of our close proximity.

“Let’s go, man, we have things to take care of.” Ethan’s words seem to snap Dylan out of whatever trance he had been in.

He stands, and my eyes follow his movements until my head is tipping back just to see his face towering above me.

“See you ladies this weekend.” He winks at me, gives a slight wave to Trisha, and then follows Ethan out of the room.

About the Author

Kline is a stay-at-home wife, and mother of three. She was born and raised in small town Indiana. She spent three years working at a state psychiatric facility, was married at eighteen, and is now accomplishing her life-time dream of becoming a writer.

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Troy Book 1 of the Fianna Fáil Series

Blurb

Contains graphic sex, drug use, and violence. Not recommended for anyone under 18. Troy Donovan has it all; respect, legacy, and women. Men envy him, and women just want to be with him. All women except for Kaci Quinn. Kaci made the mistake of falling for Troy once when she was twelve. After finding him making out with her cousin she vowed never to fall for his games again. But how will they handle fate throwing them together as Troy tries to prove himself to the organization by avenging his mother’s murder? Not to mention the news of an unwanted pregnancy. Will desire bring them closer than ever, or will fate tear them apart for good? “I was a powerful man by birth. My life chosen before I’d taken my first breath, it was a blessing and a curse. Fianna Fáil owned Palms, Florida. Half the cops were on our payroll, and the other half weren’t brave enough to stand against us.”

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Behind The Blindfold By Natalie E Wrye ♥ Book Tour

Title: Behind The Blindfold: Uncovered Vol II

Author: Natalie E. Wrye

Genre: New Adult

Release Date: February 28, 2015

Book Tour: March 2-6 and March 9-13^th

2nd and final installment

Saturday Blake has uncovered one of Mark Rich’s biggest secrets.
Betrayed, frightened and hurt, she tries to move on, believing that the game is over, but she is sorely mistaken.
There’s another player in this game…and they won’t play by any rules.
And Mark’s not done with her yet…

Volume 1:

A flash of green eyes, and then…he was gone.

Mysterious, secluded, powerful, seductive.
Mark Rich shows up in a gallery, and then at a party, and then in Saturday’s dreams.
Wealthy? Yes. Sexy? God, yes.
But who is he? Ostensibly, he appears to be a jack-of-all-trades – a multifaceted Renaissance man.
Her artistic heart will follow him to the depths of his realm, to a world of beauty, art and desire in which she so desperately wants entry.
But Mark has a dark secret…deeper than any shadow Saturday has ever encountered.
Blinded by a craving she has never known, will she find the strength to remove the mask and look past her heart into a reality that may shatter her?

Natalie Wrye is a math geek by day, writer by night. She is a single, former Yankee living in Northwest Georgia with nothing but her Friends and Gilmore Girls reruns to keep her company. Natalie started writing nonsensical stories at the ripe age of 6; she hopes things have changed since then. She loves chocolate, cuddly things, and large libraries. Oh…and she thinks it’s pretty cool to talk in 3rd person.

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Gloria’s Secret Boxed Set by Nelle L’Amour ♥ Cover Reveal

Title: Gloria’s Secret: The Complete Series (Books 1-3)

Author: Nelle L’Amour

Genre: Erotic Romance

Release Date: April 2015

Synopsis

Gloria Long is the beautiful, self-made CEO of Gloria’s Secret, the world’s largest retailer of lingerie. While her global emporium is famed for selling erotic fantasies, Gloria’s emotional scars inhibit her own sexual desires. Her powerful defenses melt when she meets Jaime Zander, the devastatingly gorgeous advertising guru, who is determined to win not only her account but also her heart by awakening her sexuality. Both in the boardroom and bedroom.

A man who has never heard the word “no,” Jaime takes his creativity to the limit to make Gloria fall apart and fall for him. But major obstacles stand in the way–Gloria’s Secret’s ruthless Chairman, who covets Gloria and is out to destroy Jaime, as well as his manipulative sexpot daughter, who wants both Gloria’s job and her hot, new love. Complicating matters further, Gloria harbors a dark, horrific secret, that when exposed, will shatter both her empire and her life. Will she be able to have it all or will the walls come tumbling down?

Excerpt

Suddenly, under the table, I felt something slide under my dress and snake up my thigh-high silk stocking past my garters to my crotch. Holy Fuck! It was his bare foot, and it was running circles over my mound.

“Ah, Gloria, your pussy feels so hot and wet beneath those lace panties of yours.” He paused. “They are powder blue, right?” he asked with a roguish grin.

“Yes,” I gasped. His foot was now rubbing hard against my clit. I was getting more feverish by the second as he pushed me toward the edge. My fingers clutched the corners of the white-linen covered table.

“I think you should stop,” I said between clenched teeth.

“There’s a difference between I think and I want. Do you want me to stop?”

“Yes,” I said breathily.

“Your mind says, ‘yes, but your pussy screams ‘no.’”

Oh God! This man got me. He continued massaging my clit, adding vertical strokes up and down my soaking wet cleft. The pleasure and pressure were so intense I thought I would yelp. I dug my fingernails into the table and chewed my lip, trying hard not to scream. Jesus, how would I look if I broke loose?

Jaime shot me a cocky, confident smile. I wanted to rip it off his face with my teeth.

“Gloria, you want to lose control. Do it!” he commanded as he jammed his big toe into my pussy.

I exploded. Ripples of ecstasy swept through me. I moaned under my breath. It took all my will power not to scream out. My heart was thumping a mile a minute, and my breathing was labored.

His satisfied eyes bore into me. “Now, it’s time to move onto the steamy artichoke, another natural aphrodisiac.”

Barely recovered from my mind-blowing orgasm, I eyed the thistle-leafed delicacy sitting in the middle of the table and jolted. Beneath the table, a hand clutched my calf. Fuck! My turn to play footsy? My rapid heartbeat accelerated as he sleekly maneuvered off my silver sandal and placed my foot on the hot mound between his legs. His steamy delicacy! The warmth of his swell beneath my sole intensified the throbbing between my inner thighs.

On my next breath, he began rubbing my foot up and down his arousal. I could feel it harden and expand beneath my arch. He hissed. There was nothing I could do with him holding my foot prisoner but wait anxiously for him to come. Then suddenly, the movements ceased. My foot rested on his erection. The sole of my foot was burning.

His glimmering eyes burned a hole in mine. “I’m not going to make you make me come. That would be too much for me here. Too embarrassing. I just want you to know what you do to me, my beautiful angel.

Oh my God. He called me “angel.” His beautiful angel. My heart was melting like the candle on the table. How could one man, one word, do this to me?

Still holding my foot on his cock, he peeled off an outer leaf of the large artichoke with his spare hand and dipped the tender edge into the side of melted butter. He raised, the leaf dripping with butter, to my lips. My breath hitched.

“Suck!” he ordered.

I clenched my teeth around the soft buttery artichoke meat and sucked it off the leaf. He discarded the remains onto his plate. With his thumb, he gently wiped off the little bit of butter that had fallen onto my lower lip. He inserted his butter-coated finger into his mouth and moaned.

“Now, Gloria, you feed me a buttery leaf.”

I peeled off a large outer leaf and repeated his action.

“ Mmm. Perfection,” purred Jaime, rolling his tongue over his lush upper lip.

We continued this back and forth consumption of the artichoke until we were down to the heart.

“The heart is the very best part,” he proclaimed, his eyes now hooded.

I simply nodded, my foot still resting upon his hard, hot length, I was in a trance. My head was spinning, and my blood was looping through my body like a rollercoaster. Hold on, Gloria!

“Did you know that a woman’s heart is her real G-spot? You hit that and everything comes apart.”

Trembling, I watched as he stabbed his fork into the fuzzy artichoke center.

“Gloria. I want to win your account. Your cunt. And your heart.”

My breath caught in my throat. I couldn’t say a word even if I knew what to say.

“And I’m going to win each. One by one, starting with your account.”

I impulsively withdrew my foot from his crotch. Business. It was time to talk business. That’s what this dinner was all about. I reinforced myself with a deep breath.

“Mr. Zander, if you are planning on doing business with me —that is, if you indeed have the good fortune of winning the Gloria’s Secret account—then I suggest we keep our relationship purely professional.”

He burst into laughter, totally unnerving me once again.

“Come on, Gloria. Can you can actually sit here and say do don’t want me?”

I was speechless. Flushed and speechless.

“Doesn’t the thought of your pussy submitting to me anywhere make you wet with want?”

Steeling myself, I said, “Go to hell, you arrogant egotistical asshole.”

He laughed even harder and then looked straight into my eyes.

“Gloria, I’ve wanted you from the moment I set my eyes on you.”

About The Author

Nelle L’Amour is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who lives in Los Angeles with her Prince Charming-ish husband, twin teenage princesses, and a bevy of royal pain-in-the-butt pets. A former executive in the entertainment and toy industries with a prestigious Humanitus Award to her credit, she gave up playing with Barbies a long time ago but still enjoys playing with toys with her husband. While she writes in her PJs, she loves to get dressed up and pretend she’s Hollywood royalty.

Her books include the highly rated Seduced by the Park Avenue Billionaire Boxed Set, Undying Love, Gloria’s Secret, Gloria’s Revenge and the That Man trilogy. Gloria’s Forever, a novella, will be published in Spring 2014.

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HEARTFELT LIES (Undone #2) by Kristy Love ♥ Cover Reveal

Title: Heartfelt Lies (Undone #2)

Author: Kristy Love

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: May 8, 2015

Synopsis

Loving Cassie was effortless.
She was a thirst I couldn’t quench.

She was everything I needed, but nothing I deserved.
I failed her more times than I could count.

I lied relentlessly.
And she always forgave me.

Until she couldn’t.

Maybe I deserved to be left behind.

* * *

Jax swept me off my feet with his disheveled hair and his easy smile.
I loved him fiercely.
He made me believe in the fairytale.

Then the walls crumbled around me.
The lies never ended.
I left him behind. I had no choice.
I mourned the loss of him.

But I moved on.
I created a new life,
Now, I was marrying someone else.

Where do we go now that he’s back?

Excerpt

Chapter 1

Jax—Present

The engraved invitation I held was heavy in both my hand and my heart, but it confirmed I had the right address. I examined the church before me with a sigh.

It all came down to this.

Cars parked and people streamed inside. I hung back, leaning against a tree. I’d hoped I would catch a glimpse of her, but she must have gone inside before I got here. Everyone was dressed in their nicest clothing and chatted amongst themselves, enjoying the day that was sure to be filled with happiness and love.

Only my heart was being slowly ripped out of my chest.

People stopped filtering into the church—there was no time like the present. I slipped inside; maybe no one would notice me.

Excitement filled the interior, creating an almost audible hum. I went down a hallway to see if I could locate her. When I spotted women dressed in dark purple dresses, my heart sank. I had found her.

As the ladies talked and giggled, I pressed myself against the wall, praying they would be too caught up in their excitement to notice me. They walked right by me as though I were a decoration. When they were out of sight, I continued down the hall until I saw the sign on the door. Bride’s Room.

I’d known what to expect, but it didn’t help. I was devastated all over again.

This should have been our day. She should be getting ready to walk down the aisle to marry me. Not whomever had been holding her in his arms instead. If only I hadn’t been such a disaster, it could have been me.

I rapped on the door and looked up and down the hall to see if anyone would come and interrupt me.

“Come in,” she called from the other side of the door. My breath caught in my throat. It had been five years since I heard her voice. I closed my eyes and gave the knob a slow turn, opening the door just enough for me to slip inside.

My heart stopped and my lungs failed when my eyes fell on her. She was facing away from me, watching through a full length mirror. When she saw me, her eyes widened and she gasped. She wore a tiara on her head that caught the sunlight from the open window and a veil that fell down her back. Her long, red hair hung in curls. Her dress hugged her body in an amazing way and it was hard to look away. She was still as gorgeous as the day I last saw her. Her blue eyes still captivated me. It was like no time had passed and she was the same girl who stole my breath from the moment I first laid eyes on her in the diner.

If only I was strong enough back then to hold on to her.

“Jax,” she said, and turned to face me. Her hands flitted down her dress, smoothing the fabric. “What are you doing here?”

“I came for you,” I said, stepping closer to her. Her eyes filled with tears and she shook her head.

“You can’t be here. Not today.”

“Cassandra.” She winced when I said her full name. It felt wrong, too intimate to call her Cassandra after so many years apart. “Cassie, you can’t marry him.”

“You’ve been gone for years, Jax. Years. I’ve moved on.” She tried to sound convincing, but her voice wavered. That little bit of hesitance gave me the courage to tell her what I came to say.

“Please, please don’t do this.” I moved in closer until I could touch her. Running a finger down her arm, feeling her skin, the same electricity that was always between us sparked, and goose bumps popped up on her flesh. She closed her eyes as though she were in pain, yet her body swayed toward me. I took her face between my palms, running my thumbs over the soft skin of her cheeks until she looked up at me. Her eyes were full of regret and tears.

“I’m getting married today, Jax. You can’t be here.” She said the words, but her body pressed closer to mine until only a breath separated our lips. Her eyes seemed to plead for me to take her away and also to leave. She was torn, wanting me and pushing me away at the same time.

“You don’t have to get married. You could leave with me right now.”

“I can’t. My family is here and his family is here and I can’t just leave. What about Ben?”

Of course her first thought would be about her son. “We can leave through the back and I’ll call my sister. Ry won’t mind grabbing him and meeting us wherever we go.”

She closed her eyes again and tears leaked down her cheeks. I brushed them away with my thumbs. When she opened them, I could see the pain and uncertainty circling there. My eyes dropped to her lips and she parted them, pulling her full lower lip between her teeth. I met her gaze, where desire swirled with the uncertainty and pain.

That was all I needed. I closed the distance between our lips, and her eyes slid shut. A small sigh escaped her. I pressed my lips gently against hers, reveling in the warmth and the perfection of her mouth. She deepened the kiss, her tongue stroking against my lips until I opened them. Her hands slipped into my hair, holding on tightly, as though I would disappear. I held her face between my hands, not wanting to let her go, afraid of what would happen when this moment ended.

She moaned and pressed closer to me until her body was melded to mine. One of her hands dropped down and grabbed the waist of my jeans, pulling me to her. Her body still felt familiar as I slid one of my hands down her torso and gripped her waist. Our lips moved in a frenzy as we clambered to get closer to one another. The need for her was almost painful. It had been five years since I held her this way and tasted her. I wanted more. I wanted to devour her and make it so she wouldn’t want to leave. I knew, somewhere in my heart and mind, that once our lips separated, the moment would be over.

As her hands tore at my shirt, trying to get underneath it, someone knocked on the door.

“Cassie?” a woman called through the door. She pulled away from me and I felt the loss of her immediately. I wanted to pull her into my arms and convince her not to let this be the end.

It couldn’t end this way.

“Yeah?” Cassie answered, attempting to catch her breath. She took a few hesitant steps away from me, but her hands were still clenching my shirt, holding me.

“It’s time. Are you ready?”

“Yeah. Just—” she sighed, closing her eyes. “Just give me a minute, okay?”

“Sure. I’ll wait for you down the hall.”

“I’ll be there in a minute.” Cassie’s eyes were full of resignation. They locked on mine.

“Cassie, you don’t have to do this.”

“I can’t leave Nolan, Jax. I care about him.” She let go of my shirt and took a few steps away from me, then turned back to the mirror. She ran a finger under her eyes and around her lips, fixing her slightly smudged lipstick. When she was done she turned back to me and her eyes were no longer churning with emotion. She was surrounded by impenetrable walls. “You have to leave, Jax.”

Pain twisted my heart and my stomach dropped. “Please, Cassie. Just give me a chance.”

“You had your chance. You had years to come back and now it’s too late.”

I moved closer to her as pain made it hard to breathe. She held her hand up, stopping me. “I’m done, Jax. I’m getting married. You need to leave.”

“I love you,” I pleaded. I had to stop her from walking out the door and out on me. I felt her slipping through my fingers again, but this time I would fight for her. She gasped and her eyes widened briefly before she caught herself and her walls rose again.

“If you won’t leave, I will.” She walked to the door, her dress rustling with her movements. Before she opened the door, she bowed her head, her back still to me, and she rested her hand on the doorknob. “Goodbye, Jax.”

She opened the door and stepped out, leaving me behind.

I stood in the middle of the room, still feeling her skin under my fingers and her lips against mine. I replayed her voice over in my head, aching to have her come back, but I knew I had lost.

I had lost my reason.

Time lost meaning as I stood there, staring at the door and feeling the loss of her. Somehow, I found my way out of the room and then the church. Once I was in my truck, sadness overwhelmed me and I rested my head against the steering wheel. For the first time in years, I craved the oblivion alcohol gave me. Something, anything, to make this pain more bearable. But I had fought too hard for my sobriety to ruin it. Without hope, though, I wasn’t sure what the point was.

I put the car in gear and drove slowly away, but I was leaving a huge part of myself back in the church.

About The Author

Author Bio: From the time she was old enough to form words into sentences, Kristy Love has been writing stories. She attended La Roche College and graduated with a Bachelor’s Degree in Professional Writing. When she’s not writing, Kristy can be found with her nose stuck in a book or spending time with her family and friends.

She lives with her husband and two girls in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.

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Taking The Heat By Scott Hildreth ♥ Cover and Title Reveal

Cover and Title Reveal

Title: Taking the Heat

Author:
Scott Hildreth (SD Hildreth)

Release Date:
March 25, 2015

Series:
Selected Sinners MC Book 2

BOOK COVER

Excerpt

“The uhhm…covering my mouth thing…that was just freaking scary,” she breathed as she shook her head.

“Well, we can add it to the list of shit not to try in the future,” I said under my breath.

She rolled her eyes and lifted her head from her hand, “That’s for sure. Now that I tried it for you, can we like date? Like be official?”

I sat up on the bed and stared at her as if she had just slapped me. In some respects, I suppose she had.

“Say again?’ I snapped.

“You know, be official? Like exclusive?” she grinned.

I stared at her as if she was out of her mind, “Because you did this for me, you think we should be exclusive?”

“Uh huh,” she nodded.

I turned my head, rolled my eyes, and stood up. I guess I should have known, regardless of the size of her tits and the fat ass she was packing, she was no different than any of the others. Facing away from her, I pulled on my jeans and buckled my belt. Still having a difficult time believing she could be that forgetful over what we had discussed, I glanced over my shoulder in her direction.

I raised one eyebrow in true disbelief, “You’re fucking serious?”

She nodded her head eagerly.

“What part of I won’t be in a relationship didn’t you understand? I didn’t say I might. Or I’d consider it. Or if you do something for me you may convince me, did I? Fuck no, I didn’t. I said, and I quote, there is no chance we will ever be in a relationship. None. To which you responded, that’s okay. I asked if you were sure. You said yes,” I shook my head as I scanned the floor for my boots.

“I didn’t mean to make you mad,” she whined.

I shifted my gaze from the floor to where she sat, still naked on the bed, “You didn’t. I’m not mad, I’m just done. Get dressed, I’m taking you home.”

She scrunched her brow and stared, “What do you mean, done?”

“The done kind of done. You know, finished? Like over? The I’m taking your ridiculous ass home kind of done. Get dressed,” I snapped.

“Toad, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to…” she blubbered.

“Sloan look, the last thing I need is some crazy bitch thinking I’m hers. If you’re hoping we’re going to be exclusive after the speech I gave you a few weeks ago, you’re already half way there. I’ll save you some confusion and me a hell of a lot of headaches. I’m done fucking you. And just so we’re crystal fucking clear, I’m done fucking you forever. Get dressed,” I said as I bent over and picked up my boots.

“Oh my God, like forever?” she screeched as she slid her legs over the edge of the bed.

“Roger that. Forever. The forever kind,” I nodded as I laced up my boots.

“Oh my God Toad, I didn’t mean it. I was just kidding,” she sniffled.

“Well, I’m not. Get dressed,” I said as I leaned over and picked up my knife.

While she cried and complained, she slowly found her clothes and got dressed. Disappointed somewhat at the fact I would no longer be able to explore my sexual desires with Sloan, I found a little humor in knowing more than likely one of the other Sinners would.

I realized through my mental therapy at the Veteran’s Administration that a man’s feelings become real only when shared. It would stand to reason sharing my sexual escapades with the fellas would make my feelings of satisfaction from fucking her for three weeks even more profound.

After hearing details of all of my sexual adventures with Sloan, one of the fellas would surely want to give her a try. Which one it might be would be anyone’s guess. Most of the men should be a little more forgiving than I was, and she may even find one who’d put up with her juvenile behavior.

As I held the front door for her, she sniveled as she walked past. My patience for her behaving like a sixteen year old high school girl was wearing thin. After standing on the porch and watching her blubber as she stumbled toward the bike, I guess what little sympathy I had for her must have vanished.

“I’m sure one of the other fellas will throw you a little cock,” I shrugged as I raised my leg over the seat.

Through the sniffles and sobs, she wiped her face with the back of her hand and gazed my direction. After wiping the final tear from her face, her mouth curled into a half-assed smile.

“You really think so?” she asked in a broken voice.

“Hop on, I’ll haul you over to Corn Dog’s house right now. The Dog will fuck anything that’ll hold still long enough for him to finish,” I responded sarcastically.

“I’d really appreciate it,” she sighed as she climbed over the rear fender and onto the seat.

Holy shit, bitch. Have a little self-worth.

I reached for the hand controls and started the bike. As the sound of the engine echoed against the garage door and through the neighborhood, I stared along the driveway and realized my thoughts of women and their inability to be sexually adventurous, loyal, and sane were accurate.

There was no such thing.

ABOUT AUTHOR Scott
Hildreth

Scott Hildreth is a very analytical sort who bases his beliefs on statistics he compiles in his head. Often going as long as a month without so much as a single sip of water, he drinks coffee as if it were the lifeblood of his writing.

Scott fears flying, clowns, and amusement park rides. Tall and lean with a cleanly shaven head and covered in tattoos, he doesn’t blend in well. After reading his writings, this makes perfect sense. His vibrant characters, backstories, and plots, although always relatable, generally stand out as much as he does.

Willing to discuss matters at length most people shy away from, Scott’s writing has revolved around such subjects as domestic abuse, suicide, alcoholism, drug abuse, cancer, divorce, homosexuality, religion, and lack thereof.

Born in San Diego, California, Scott now calls Wichita, Kansas his home. He is a proud father, and lives devoted to the love of his life, Jessica. When he isn’t writing, he may be found on his motorcycle or in a local coffee house.

Scott’s novels include Broken People, Undefeated, Unstoppable, Unleashed, Unbroken, Baby Girl – Ruined, Baby Girl – Owned, Baby Girl – Loved, To the Depths of Hell, The Alpha-Bet, Finding Parker, Karter, Confessions of a Smut Author, Making the Cut: Selected MC Book One and How It All Began: A Jessie Jayne Novella.

Coming March 25th will be the second in his Selected Sinners MC series: Taking the Heat.

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Ravenous Desires By James Grey ♥ Book Blitz

A beautiful young Polish girl is the catalyst for comedy that is dark yet sensual in The Raven. Her role in headline story, which is set in the historic English university town of Oxford, has the power to bring tears, laughter and arousal in equal measure. Men will nod knowingly at this tale; women may find it an eye-opener.

“The Raven was definitely a 5 star. In typical Grey fashion, you are sucked into the emotional mindset of a man falling hard for a young lady. The prose is masterful.” ~ Amazon Customer

“The Raven is such an emotive and poignant story. I adore the male character and love seeing his sensitive side. A great deal of people would know exactly what he felt.” ~ Jessie D

The colourful, lust-laced journey around the world continues in the rest of the collection. You’ll travel to the nude saunas of Germany, where Claudia and Jake are once again brought together by fate in Hot Wet Touches II. In Playdate, you’ll visit Western Australia and take a journey with the author to meet a pair of liberated ladies he found a popular Aussie hookup site. Then it’s back to England, where the short story April tells the tale of a haircut with a happy ending…

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Emma Carling is just an ordinary girl. She works a stressful office job in London, her commute is hell and she hates her boss. Romance? The slender brunette may be stunning, but for the last couple of years she’s just been trying to survive. And she doesn’t do one-nighters. She’s English, she’s straight, and she’s a good girl.

Then comes a life-changing moment. She tells her manager exactly what she thinks, and storms out of her job. Is it a huge mistake? As the dust settles and the reality of a month without salary dawns, she’s full of doubt. Then a seriously wealthy friend of a friend hints that she’d make huge cash as a premium escort. Emma laughs it off at first. She’s so not that kind of girl.

But then she starts to wonder what it’s like to be so wanted, so wealthy, so powerful. And the rich Charles offers to pay for her to attend a secret, exclusive escort school in the English countryside…

Can Emma shake off the shackles of her conservative upbringing? What will she be asked to do at this unusual school? Will she get on with the select group of fellow trainees? Will she fall for the staff? The other girls? Can she live with her feisty peers…and can she live with herself?

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About the Author:

I am male. I am red-blooded and I write honest erotica. I am the real deal. I lay my innermost lusts, hottest experiences and darkest disappointments on the line for all to see: passion, ecstasy, angst and failure. If you want to know what a man thinks, feels and desires, I am an open book.

I also write female point of view stories, and would love you to tell me how I’m doing. Read my work, connect with me, talk to me. James Grey Erotic Author on Facebook. Twitter @jamesgreyerotic.

Rendezvous By Arie Lane ♥ Cover Reveal

Title: Rendezvous

Author: Arie Lane

Release Date: April 8th 2015

Cover Designed by: Christina Badder of CBB Productions

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***WARNING*** This book is intended for 18+ due to strong language, violent scenarios, and sexual content. 

This book is the completion to the book Tryst. It is NOT a standalone, and it DOES NOT end in a cliffhanger. 

After having the love of his life walk away, Tristan is left with only one option, to find her and bring her home. He finds the help he needs in locating her from a most unexpected source. But no matter how much he wants her by his side, he knows she will never agree, so long as Darla is out there looking to destroy her. 

Bentley has made some hard decisions in her life, but none harder than walking away from the one person she’s come to love more than life itself. She knows Darla will never stop until one of them is dead. Having Tristan by her side just leaves him at risk, and gives Darla an extra piece of leverage to torment her with. 

If you love someone, set them free. If they come back they’re yours; if they don’t they never were. 

Richard Bach 

What happens when you just can’t let go? When you know without a doubt they belong with you, but will never come back?

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Arie Lane is an avid reader and stay at home mom to two beautiful little boys. When not writing or chasing them around she is usually catching up with other Indie authors and constantly keeping up with new blogs.
She loves to connect with people and is proud that she finally had the courage to put some of her crazy thoughts into written words. From the time she started reading her nose was always stuck in a book and she’s couldn’t be happier that now she’s encouraging others to get their noses stuck also. Even if her readers are of the +18 variety.

Still Into You ( Never Over You) By Ryleigh Andrews ♥ Cover Reveal

Title: Still Into You (Never Over You Series Book 2)

Author: Ryleigh Andrews

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: April 21, 2015

Cover Designer: Naila Qamber Design

Cover Photography: Perrywinkle Photography , MH Photography

Synopsis

What happens when you continually run from your demons?

When Mia watched Ethan walk out of her life, she did what she did best—she ran—ran from the only person who ever made her feel safe; home.

They work even harder to try and find you.

He was her everything and she let him slip away.

And when they do … they’ll come at you full force, guns blazing.

Hitting rock bottom forced Mia to stop. Now she needed to dig herself out. Figuring out how to do that required help, maybe a plan. She had to face those demons. Not an easy task when she spent her entire life running from them.

Would Ethan still be there for Mia after all was said and done? Or would she find that he had moved on? Or would he still be into her?

Excerpt

Mia literally wiped his mind of any intelligence he ever had with her disrobing. Ethan couldn’t think. Well that wasn’t entirely true. All he kept seeing was his hand sliding up and under her skirt, feeling the heat he knew would be there.

When he finally broke through her spell, he threw on his shirt, put on his shoes, and helped her fold up the blanket.

Grabbing the bag with one hand and her wrist with the other, Ethan stalked off towards their parking spot. He eventually slid his hand down and entwined his fingers with hers. In response she gave his hand a sympathetic squeeze. She knew exactly how he felt. He could only hope it was because she felt the same, that she wanted him as much as he wanted her. They made it to the car. He unlocked it and threw the bag in the backseat when what he really wanted to do was to throw her back there and fuck the smile right off her face.

He needed to calm himself down or he’d take her with no finesse. “I want you, Mia. Here and now.”

“And this is a problem how?” she asked innocently.

Grrr …

“Get in the car,” he ordered.

“Seriously?” she asked, her eyes wide with excitement.

“No way, Mia,” he answered. God, her obvious want just increased the desire to throw her in the car and fuck her right there.

He eyed the front seat, a silent order for her to get in. Mia scrambled and got herself in the car. Closing her door, Ethan then hurriedly got in himself. When he finally pulled in the alley, Ethan let himself breathe. He opened the garage and pulled her car inside. Shifting the car to park, he turned off the engine.

“We’re here,” he announced.

“We are,” she said calmly as she undid her seatbelt. Then all hell broke loose.

Fuck finesse.

About The Author

During the day, Ryleigh is an analyst, but even then, she’s writing, sneakily crafting scenes on post-it notes. She’s been told she’s a bit of a geek…some say nerd. She’ll agree to it all. She loves music. It’s been a force in her life for as long as she can remember. Her love of Star Wars and superheroes has probably been going on just as long…see, this is where the geek/nerd thing comes into play. But, most of all, Ryleigh loves the written word. She’s been writing for a long time. Her first story came to her during one of her history classes. She wrote it in the margins of her notebook in teeny tiny letters so no one knew that she was writing a book instead of taking notes on 16th Century Europe. She currently lives in Chicago, Illinois, with her husband and son, along with her Siberian Husky, Mick Jagger, and her cat, Winston Churchill.

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Commanding Her Trust ( Under His Command ) By Lili Valente ♥ Release Blitz

Commanding Her Trust (Under His Command, #2)

Lili Valente

March 2, 2015

Blurb

Blake Roberts is falling hard for his old flame and won’t stop until Erin is his. He doesn’t simply want her body; he wants her submission, her abandon, and the wounded heart she’s trying so hard to hide.

He wants all of her and he’s pulling out all the stops–in the bedroom and out–until she surrenders.

For Erin, what started as a charade has become all too real. She’s never experienced anything like the savage bliss she’s discovered in Blake’s arms. He tests her, dominates her, and if she doesn’t gain her freedom, soon he’ll own her–body and soul.

She has to escape even if running from Blake feels like running from the only home she’s ever known.

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Controlling Her Pleasure (Under His Command, #1)

Released February 16, 2015

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Blake Roberts has everything he’s ever wanted—fame, money, and ownership of the hottest chain of tattoo parlors in the country. But he’s haunted by his first love, the matching tattoo they share a constant reminder of who he was before he learned how to control his emotions, his desire, and a woman’s pleasure.

He needs to purge her from his heart, and he’ll do whatever it takes to be free.

Erin Perry’s been burned by love and she’s not ready to put her body under a man’s control, let alone her heart. But then Blake shows up, the only man she ever truly loved. Blake is ruthlessly handsome, and seething commanding energy that has her aching to submit.

To be pleasured, tamed, owned, and put under His control.

Claiming Her Heart (Under His Command, #3)

March 16, 2015

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Blake has what he thought he wanted–Erin’s submission, her trust, and the woman he loves back in his bed. But with her submission comes protection of her secrets. Erin is in trouble and an innocent life hangs in the balance.

Blake knows he can help her break free of the past, but he doesn’t know if a man like himself belongs in her future.

How can he swear to protect her from danger when he has a dark side of his own?

About the Author

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Lili Valente has slept under the stars in Greece, eaten dinner at midnight with French men who couldn’t be trusted to keep their mouths on their food, and walked alone through Munich’s red light district after dark and lived to tell the tale.

These days you can find her writing in a tent beside the sea, drinking coconut water and thinking delightfully dirty thoughts.

Lili loves to hear from her readers. You can reach her via email at lili.valente.romance@gmail.com

Dark Thief ( The Two Sides Of Me Series ) By Amy lynn Garica ♥ Blog Tour

Goodreads Link

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/23497781-dark-thief

☆● Blog Tour ●☆●

•.•´¯`•.•• Dark Thief ••.•´¯`•.••

Dark Thief Book 2 in The Two Sides Of Me Series

Author: Amy Lynn Garcia

Hosted By: Bloggers From Down Under

Blog Tour: 26^th of February to 1^st of March

Goodreads Link

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/23497781-dark-thief

☆Dark Thief Synopsis☆

Love born of tragedy never lasts that’s what they say. Right? There will never be a more unlikely pair than Evan Lawson and Mia Galloway. Two people who come from very different worlds, but sharing one thing in common, dark terrifying pasts. After a fatal car accident Evan is offered up by a co – worker to Mia as the ultimate patient. They fall for each other in a very unusual way smashing down the barriers of unconsciousness. But this isn’t an easy love; no this is a love of manipulation, passion and possessiveness. The terror of Mia’s past, combined with Evan’s alpha male personality and mysterious unknown history, cause Mia to spiral into a depression that nearly drives her over the edge. When Evan has had enough of Mia’s fears and failing health he decides to take matters into his own hands. But will he be to late? Has someone from one of their pasts done the unthinkable? Mia is drugged and taken from her hospital bed. Floating in and out of consciousness she desperately attempts to understand where she’s being taken and what the hell is going on.

☆Amazon links

http://www.amazon.com/Dark-Thief-Two-Sides-Me-ebook/dp/B00RUZUPNA/ref=sr_1_3?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1420520238&sr=1-3&keywords=Amy+Lynn+Garcia

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https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/amylynn2269

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http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/dark-kiss-ms-amy-lynn-garcia/1120344565?ean=9781500923846

Dark Kiss Review

If you enjoy a good suspense romance this is one you will love. I did not want to put this book down. I really enjoy when a book keep you on your toes. Very well written and the plot is laid out great. You’re never sure what is going to happen, the story could go in so many different directions. It leads to you wonder just how connected Mia and Evan are.

Evan so many unanswered questions with him. You get a little peak into his background just enough to leaving you wanting much more. Mia you find out a lot on her she is more of an open book then she thinks she is. They come together as a very strong team and seem to work well with each other. Time will tell if they can last and Evan can hold on to the one person that seems to bring light to his world

☆About the Author☆

Amy Lynn Garcia

I am Amy Lynn Garcia, daughter, sister, cousin, mother, nurse, grandma…no..no…call me Mimi I’m too young to be a grandma, writer and friend. We are all something to someone, and I love all the hats I wear in my life. I was born in 1969 which is where I lay blame to my compulsion to write erotica and romance, wink. That makes me…uh…yea 45, no way really? My mind is still very young but not naive I’ve seen a lot and experienced more, you may think I don’t know what’s going on but be assured this Mama knows what’s up! I enjoy creating characters that have something people can relate to, who are real, addictive and intriguing. Love has always been a desire just out of my reach, as it is for many people. I believe that is what draws me into stories with superb happily ever afters. I want to connect with people on that level, let them know they aren’t alone, that love can triumph over all, we all long for that special one that takes our breath away.

My Biography simply put is this, I am a mother of 5 daughters, born and raised in Iowa, and no I don’t see farm animals on a daily basis, just at the state fair once a year. I live in the suburbs, just a mom trying to make it and support her children. Divorced once, and another long term relationship failed as well. I feel that qualifies me to write about relationship pain and disappointment. I worked a million retail jobs, was a receptionist in many hair salons, and attended college off and on for years before I finally settled down and went to college to become a nurse. Doing things the hard way is my speciality, point proven, I waited until I had 5 young daughters, one only 6 weeks old to go back to college. As much as nursing is my career, writing is my passion. Being creative has sparked a fire within me that is now burning out of control, ideas and characters flow from my mind constantly and unfortunately, when I’m driving or mowing the grass with no pen or paper. My ultimate goal when I write is to help my reader feel something, if your heart skips a beat, if you shed a tear, connect with my characters or if you can’t wait for the next in my series then I consider it mission accomplished!

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☆Video links☆

Dark Kiss

http://youtu.be/OYY5pBzlBHo

Dark Thief

http://youtu.be/WTAc9a1FjjE

The Two Sides Of Me

http://youtu.be/FAoh5DoYMyg