Playboy Pilot By Penelope Ward & Vi Keeland ♥ Excerpt Reveal

This is an exclusive sneak peek of Playboy Pilot.

(A standalone novel)

Release date 9/19/2016

A Contemporary Romance novel

New York Times & USA Today Bestselling Authors

Penelope Ward & Vi Keeland

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Excerpt

The driver began to shout something in Portuguese. The way his finger was wagging, I assumed he was telling the person that the cab was full. But the passenger didn’t listen. Next thing I knew, I was sitting next to someone in the back seat.

Someone wearing a uniform.

Captain Carter Clynes in the flesh.

He turned to face me with a wicked grin on his face. “My layover just got more interesting.”

Damn. He seemed to have grown that stubble overnight.

“How was your flight, Perky? Did you enjoy the ride I gave you?”

“My shirt’s dry. I think you can drop the Perky.”

His eyes lowered to my breasts. Of course, my nipples were standing at full attention since the sheen of sweat on my skin had met the cool air-conditioning inside the cab.

Carter scrubbed his hands over his face. “Damn. You weren’t kidding about those things. I haven’t slept in eighteen hours, and they just woke me up. I think they’re contagious, and I’m fucking perky now.”

“That’s not really an appropriate thing to say to a woman you just met, you know.”

“We didn’t just meet. This is our third date.”

“Third date?”

“I bought you dinner in an elegant restaurant for our first one and took you up for a plane ride for our second one. Those were damn good dates. Some women would kill for that kind of lavishness. Seems fitting date three we should be heading to a hotel.” He winked.

I wasn’t sure if it was the time change, my being tired from restless sleep on the plane, or if it was possible this man could say anything and I wouldn’t be offended. Why am I not I offended?

When I didn’t respond, he continued. “I’m glad I saw you. Didn’t think I would ever see you again.”

“That might be because you didn’t look for me.”

“I never thought you’d actually take my suggestion and fly to Brazil.”

I mumbled. “Neither did I.”

The cab driver interrupted, looking between us to ask, “You share cab, yes?”

Surprising me, Carter answered. In Portuguese. The language that sounded choppy and frustrating just two minutes ago, suddenly sounded sexy and romantic.

He turned back to me in English. “What hotel are you staying at?”

“I was just trying to figure that out with a little help from Google. Do you have one to recommend?”

“You trust me to pick out where you’ll stay tonight?”

I considered his question for a minute. It was illogical, that much I knew, but I did trust him to pick my hotel. Lord knows why. “I think I do.”

That response earned me another sexy grin that had me more excited than I’d been in the last year.

Almost a half-hour later, we were finally off the highway and traveling into what looked like a residential neighborhood. “Barra da Tijuca.” I read the street sign aloud.

“Very good. I should probably warn you. It’s probably not the type of hotel you’re used to.”

“What does that mean?”

“You look like you’re more of the luxury chain with a spa type of woman, that’s all.”

Even though that was exactly what I’d typed into Google, when he said it that way, it sounded like a bad thing. It made me defensive. “And what’s wrong with a luxury hotel? Sometimes a girl needs a massage and a soak in a nice bathtub while traveling.”

“Well, you certainly won’t be getting either of those where we’re heading.” Carter caught my eye. “Unless I’m the one doing the massaging, that is.”

I blushed, which caused Carter to chuckle. “You really are fucking adorable. I’m not sure what’s sexier, the fact that you’re up for letting me take you on this little adventure, or that you secretly like the thought of me giving you a massage.”

“I do not!” My quick, defensive response only confirmed he was right.

He leaned to me. “Do, too.”

“You’re off base.”

“That’s a shame. I’ve been told I’m really good with my hands.” He held out his hands in front of him, examining them. Big hands. Hands that looked like he used them to do some actual work when he wasn’t flying a plane.

Damn.

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From the New York Times bestselling authors of Stuck-Up Suit and Cocky Bastard, comes a sexy new standalone novel.

Money or love? Which would you choose?

You probably just answered the question in your head thinking it’s an easy decision.

For me, it’s not. Did I mention it’s a lot of money? A hell of a lot.

I needed to go far away to think it through.

As I embarked on an impulsive trip, I hit a detour when I met sexy Carter in the airport lounge. We struck up a heated conversation.

Then, he left.

I thought I’d never see him again.

But fate had other plans.

Surprise! He was the pilot of my flight.

The bigger surprise was the adventure that followed after the plane landed.

Carter was dangerous and always on the move.

Even though our connection was magnetic, I knew it was only temporary.

He would give me tickets, and I would follow him around the world to exotic places.

A bevvy of flight attendant exes and rumors about Carter’s reputation were never far behind.

I didn’t know what to believe.

But I was addicted. Nothing else mattered anymore. And I was going to get hurt. Because a part of me wanted to be the one to finally ground the playboy pilot.

At the very least, he was taking me on a thrilling ride.

All good things must come to an end, right?

Except our ending was one I didn’t see coming.

Meet Penelope Ward

Penelope Ward is a New York Times, USA Today and #1 Wall Street Journal bestselling author of eleven novels. Her books have placed on the New York Times bestseller list fourteen times. She is the proud mother of a beautiful 11-year-old girl with autism (the inspiration for the character Callie in Gemini) and a 10-year-old boy. Penelope, her husband and kids reside in Rhode Island.

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Meet Vi Keeland

Vi Keeland is a #1 New York Times and Wall Street Journal Bestselling author. With more than a million books sold, her titles have appeared in over fifty Bestseller lists and are currently translated in ten languages. She lives in New York with her husband and their three children where she is living out her own happily ever after with the boy she met at age six.

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Belong to You

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Stolen Moments By J Haney & S.I Hayes ♥ Blog Tour

Stolen Moments

by S.I. Hayes & J. Haney

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Contemporary New Adult Romance

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Fallon Hopkins is a good country girl. She’s twenty-three, and spends her time
taking care of her family, the Farm and going to the Local Farmer’s Markets to
sell her sweet confections. This leaves little room for anything else. Her life
is happy if not a little boring.

Justin Blackthorne is a New York City transplant, having come to Kentucky to
dislodge the silver spoon from his foul mouth. He’s seems like a party boy,
covered in tattoos, and piercings, with a life style to match.

Enter
Joseph Hopkins Fallon’s meddling father, after meeting Justin he decides the
boy may just be the thing to get his daughter out of the farm house and into
the real world. Enlisting the aid of his youngest son Peter they force the pair
to interact even after a disastrous first meeting.

The pair
quickly find they have less to fight about and more to fight for, when the
brothers try to keep them apart. Can they conquer the bonds of family or will
it all just be Stolen Moments?

I’m standing the kitchen pulling out eggs, sausage and thinking about pancakes when I hear Justin say my name.
Yelling back, I let him know I’m in the kitchen and wait for him to join me. I know as soon as he is close because the air shifts.

“So… What’s going on? Where is everyone?” Justin asks.

“Seems as if they decided to go fishing and I’m to train you on all the stuff I do. Which is pretty much freaking everything. For now, I need to know what you’d like to eat so I can get us fed before we spend the next five hours sweating to death.” I’m being snippy.

“Oh wow! So they just abandoned you with me. As far as food I’m a man I’ll eat anything. So just butter us some toast and make some coffee.” Justin says and I look at him as if he has an eyeball in the middle fo his forehead.

“Well… Umm… I kind of enjoy food, so what we have will depend on what you want. I can make just about anything. Give me an idea and I will get us fed.” I say turning the coffee pot on. He sighs and hip bumps me out of the way. “You go start the coffee and I will make you breakfast. And don’t bother arguing with me. You’ve got the place to yourself, so why don’t you sit back and let someone take care of you for a change.”

“Technically I don’t have the place to myself, because you are here with me. I happen to enjoy taking care of my family. Been doing it since I was seven. What makes you think I’d stop now?”

“Then it’s certainly about time don’t you think?”

He’s freaking challenging me.

“So tell me what you want or I’m going to cook everything in front of me.”

“If you cook everything in front of you it has to all be ate or you won’t get any lunch today. If you’d like to cook, then fine. I can get the house cleaned as you are cooking. My day is just beginning.”

“So then tell me what you want little lady.” He smirks.

“Surprise me.” I say before walking out of the room.

***

After walking away from Justin I go upstairs and knock it out first since that’s where Pete sleeps. His room is always the worst. It doesn’t take too long; I do this every day. I finally get all the dirty clothes in a basket to take down with me and start the wash when I hear Justin yell up the stairs for me. Lord this seems so surreal. I’ve never just been left alone with one of the workers like this. Daddy must really trust him. Basket in tow I make my way down the stairs. Hitting the last step, I hear him call for me again. Only this time I slip. Jesus what is it about him that keeps making me fall on my ass?

Justin comes strolling out of the dining room and sees me on the floor with a pair of freaking boxers on my head. Could this be any more embarrassing? Wait, why do I care?

He stands there looking at me his hand over his mouth and his eye brows knitted and I can tell by the way his shoulders shake that he’s hiding the widest smile imaginable. He reaches out snatching the boxers from my head and tossing them in the clothes basket.

“These do not look good on you.” He offered me his hand.

“Yea well, had someone not yelled for me as I hit the bottom step and about given me a heart attack I wouldn’t have been on my ass.” I give him a pointed look from my floored positon.

“Come on just leave it. I’ll help you
pick it up afterward. The food is getting cold, let’s go.” Keeping my hand in
his he pulls me up and along behind him. Coming to a stop at the table he tells me to sit. Then disappears behind the door.

“Excuse me?” I shout. Walking back in he’s carrying tray with coffee, cups and all the fixin’s.

“I’m sorry milady, please sit and relax. I’ve got this under control.” He smirks and disappears once more.

“Just so you know I really don’t like being told what to do.” I sass and he walks in with two full plates. Sitting one in front of me and one across from me.

“Okay miss sassy pants, that’s enough out of you. Now eat!” I swear I’m going to smack the smirk off his face.

“My God think you cooked enough?”
Checking out everything on my plate. I see waffles, eggs, and sausage, and he even managed to sneak in a pile of home fries. Both plates are piled high. He catches me looking back and forth between our plates and lets out a chuckle.

“You said surprise you. So Surprise.”

“Is all this actually editable?” I smart.

“You wound me. Just eat.” I smile at him as I push out of my chair
to stand. “I’m going to get Orange Juice. Would you like any?”

“Damnit I knew I forgot something.”

“Don’t worry not everyone can be prefect.” Walking into the kitchen, expecting to see a mess I stop halfway through the door. Everything is spotless. Letting out a little whimper I make myself move along and hope Justin didn’t hear it.

***

Leaning over the counter with hands on my face. I have to take a few moments to myself before walking back out there where the man sits that may just be my equal. I’m not sure I’m quite ready for that yet. I still have lots to take care of. Don’t really need to add another person right now.

I jerk up when I feel a hand on my shoulder. My eyes go wide as saucers as he looks down at me.

“Did you get lost, honey?” He opens the fridge and grabs the orange juice.

As he nudges by me, his hand brushes my belly and I have a quick intake of air. Which catches his attention. I’ve yet to actually speak to him. My head is telling me speak but my mouth isn’t moving. He stands in the fridge for a moment with a slight tilt to his head and low chuckle. He knows what he just did to me. I can almost hear him lick his lips as he closes the door and turns to me.

He tilts my head up with his finger. My eyes look straight into his light brown ones. I could sit and stare at them all day.

“Where do you keep the glasses.”

Did he seriously just ask me that?

“They are in the cabinet above the sink,second shelf up.” I say pointing “You only need one. I have to… Uh. I have go somewhere. Have a good breakfast.” Pushing off the counter I move quickly for the door. I’m just as quickly stopped by hand on my wrist.

“Whoa wait a minute. Did I do something wrong? I thought you were supposed to train me today.” Justin says sounding very confused. I refuse to look at him because I am unsure as to how I may react.

“Um… Yea I am… Uh I just… I’m not feeling very well all of a sudden.”

“Fallon, seriously? What’s going on? You were fine less than five minutes ago and I know it wasn’t my food because you haven’t eaten any of it.”

My belly does flips and my legs turn to jelly as he says my name. I’ve got to get out of here. NOW!

“Fallon, talk to me, you’ll find I’m a pretty handy guy to have around, if you need an ear.” He pushes a stray hairbehind my ear. My jelly legs completely give out and I fall into his arms.

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Dreams And Screams Bookaholics Author Bio

J. Haney was born and raised in Kentucky, currently residing in
Greenup County, Kentucky with her family, where she is the proud momma to
Jessalyn Kristine and co-owner of Proud Momma Designs, which she runs with her
amazing Momma. J. Haney’s work tends to lean toward sweet and sexy, with
suspenseful undertones, giving her readers something to hold onto. S.I. Hayes
was born and bred in New England, currently living in Ohio. Running around
Connecticut, she used all of her family and friends as inspiration for her many
novels. When not writing Paranormal Drama or Erotic Romance she can be found
drawing one of many fabulous book covers or teasers. To see them check out her
web site. www.sihayes.com The pair met while working for a previous publisher and became
fast friends, their split dynamics and views on life, family and love in
general led to the idea of Stolen Moments: A County Fair Romance. They do hope
to bring you more of Justin Blackthorne and Fallon Hopkins in the months to
come, so keep your eyes open and a fresh pair of panties close by, you know,
just in case.

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Viewing Room By Heidi McLaughlin & L.P. Dover ♥ Book Tour

Are you ready for Society X?

**STANDALONE NOVEL by New York Times and USA Today bestselling authors, Heidi McLaughlin & L.P. Dover.**

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Viewing Room Rules:

The rules of Society X are simple . . . break them and you’re out.

Rule #1 – No names

It doesn’t matter if you want to know, it’s forbidden.

Rule #2 – No exchanging numbers

It doesn’t matter if you want to call, it’s forbidden.

Rule #3 – Everything is to remain strictly anonymous.

It doesn’t matter if you want to tell, it’s forbidden.

Whatever your desire.

Whatever your fantasy.

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For Kennedy Vaughn, it’s an escape.

For Hunter Miles, entering the Viewing Room means he’s been selected.

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Excerpt

Tomorrow comes awfully fast and the day flies by. Maybe it’s because I’m not exactly thrilled about watching people have sex all by myself. It makes me wonder what kind of things people ask to see when they have requests. All I can say is that I feel like a creeper.

Chris walks into my office and stops when he gets a good look at my face. “Whoa, why are you so red?”

Glancing at the clock, I sigh. “Because in a couple of hours, I have to watch three people have sex in the viewing room.” He knows that I’m doing my own investigative work, but I never told him exactly what I’m doing until now.

He bursts out laughing. “Are you serious? What if it’s not the guy you’re looking for?”

I shrug. “Then I guess I’ll be watching these people have sex.”

“This is classic. I was going to ask you to go to dinner with me, but you’ll be too busy.”

I roll my eyes. “Ha-ha. I’d much rather be getting some dinner. I think I’m just going to stay here until it’s time to go.”

He tries to hide his smile and fails. “Have fun with that. You’ll have to let me know how it went in the morning.” He chuckles the entire time he walks to his office and then out the front door. I’ll never be able to escape him now; he’ll make fun of me for the rest of our lives.

Once everyone leaves, I eat the rest of my turkey sandwich I had left over from lunch while I look over my notes on Chad Bates. Jennifer never texted to tell me if he was going to be at the club or not, so I guess I’ll just have to find out when I get there. I wonder if Hunter’s ever done something like that … had sex with two girls on stage in front of an audience. That’s one of the reasons why I can never get serious about him. How can I when he does that for a living?

My time is running out so I close up the office and head to the club. The parking lot is packed, but I slip on my necklace and get out of the car. I try to ignore the evil looks from everyone standing in line as I walk up to the door. Luckily, Jared is right inside, dressed in his tux and his dark hair perfectly coifed.

“Good evening,” he says, taking my purse. It’s going to be hard to pin anything on Chad without physical proof. Maybe I can try to sneak in a hidden camera next time. Jared nods for me to follow him and we go through the door that leads to the sex rooms. Placing his hand on the doorknob, he smiles at me. “You ready?”

I laugh. “I hope so.”

We walk inside and he points to the purple, velvet couch. It’s the same place my co-workers sat when Hunter and I were on stage. “All you have to do is sit here and watch the show. If for some reason you have to leave, just press that blue button,” he says, pointing to it on the wall. “That way, I’ll know to come in and get you.”

I nod. “Thanks. I think I got it.”

He starts toward the door. “Enjoy the show.”

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L.P. Dover

L.P. Dover, is a southern belle residing in North Carolina along with her husband and two beautiful girls. Before she even began her literary journey she worked in Periodontics enjoying the wonderment of dental surgeries.

Not only does she love to write, but she loves to play tennis, go on mountain hikes, white water rafting, and you can’t forget the passion for singing. Her two number one fans expect a concert each and every night before bedtime and those songs usually consist of Christmas carols.

Aside from being a wife and mother, L.P. Dover has written countless novels including her Forever Fae series, the Second Chances series, the Gloves Off series, the Armed & Dangerous series, the Royal Shifters series, and her standalone novel, Love, Lies, and Deception. Her favorite genre to read is romantic suspense and she also loves writing it. However, if she had to choose a setting to live in it would have to be with her faeries in the Land of the Fae.

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Heidi McLaughlin

Originally from the Pacific Northwest, she now lives in picturesque Vermont, with her husband and two daughters. Also renting space in their home is an over-hyper Beagle/Jack Russell, Buttercup and a Highland West/Mini Schnauzer, JiLL and her brother, Racicot.

When she isn’t writing one of the many stories planned for release, you’ll find her sitting court-side during either daughter’s basketball games

Heidi’s first novel, Forever My Girl, is currently in production to be a major motion picture.

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27 Lies By M. J. Fields ♥ Cover Reveal

From USA Today Bestselling author, MJ Fields, comes a gripping story of love and lies.

27 Lies: Luke’s Story (The Truth About Love) releases on October 16th!

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A long time ago…

I was young and naive. I thought I could save the world. I thought that protecting those around me from hurt and pain was what I was born to do. She made me feel that way. Ava Links, the little girl who was too fucking stubborn for her own good. The little girl who absorbed the hurt and pain of everyone around her and tried to bring sunshine to them all. The little girl who didn’t give a damn if people picked on her about wearing a crown and tutu every day. A little girl who somehow looked at me, expecting—no, damn near demanding—I protect her.

I saw the pain she hid, and as I grew older, I understood that pain. The pain of being so much to so many that there is really never a “you”.

I took control of my life…

I had to get away from everyone who pulled at me in order to claim myself. When I became the man I was destined to be, I began to live. Then, one drunken night, Ava Links, no longer a little girl, said the right damn thing to me, and everything changed. After seven years of fucking her while home on leave with no expectations, now my life is out of control…

One bad dream, one I love you, one night of pushing her the hell out of my life, one drummer stealing her heart, and one explosion took everything away.

Lies are told.

Lies are unraveling.

Lies are going to destroy.

These are my truths.

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USA Today bestselling author MJ Fields love of writing was in full swing by age eight.

Together with her cousins, she wrote a newsletter and sold it for ten cents to family members.

She self-published her first contemporary, new adult romance in January 2013. Today she has completed seven self-published series, The Love series, The Wrapped series, The Burning Souls series, The Men of Steel series, Ties of Steel series, The Rockers of Steel series and The Norfolk series.

MJ is a hybrid author and publishes an Indie book almost every month, and is signed with a traditional publisher, Loveswept, Penguin Random House, for her co- written series The Caldwell Brothers. Hendrix, Morrison, and Jagger. All three books in the series are published. The Caldwell brothers don’t grow into alphas, when their mother passes away they become her legacy, her good in the world of bad.

MJ was a former small business owner, who closed shop so she could write full time. She lives in central New York, surrounded by family and friends. Her house is full of pets, friends, and noise ninety percent of the time, and she would have it no other way.

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Melt By Helen Hardt ♥ Cover Reveal

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Melt (Steel Brothers Saga #4)

by Helen Hardt

Release Date 20th December 2016

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Synopsis

Jonah Steel is intelligent, rich, and hard-working. As the oldest of his siblings, he was charged by his father to protect them.

He failed in the worst way.

Dr. Melanie Carmichael has her own baggage. Although the renowned therapist was able to help Jonah’s brother, she is struggling with feelings of inadequacy. When the oldest Steel walks into her office seeking solace, she can’t turn her back.

As Melanie and Jonah attempt to work through their issues together, desperately trying to ignore the desire brewing between them, ghosts from both their pasts surface…and danger draws near.

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New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author Helen Hardt’s passion for the written word began with the books her mother read to her at bedtime. She wrote her first story at age six and hasn’t stopped since. In addition to being an award winning author of contemporary and historical romance and erotica, she’s a mother, a black belt in Taekwondo, a grammar geek, an appreciator of fine red wine, and a lover of Ben and Jerry’s ice cream. She writes from her home in Colorado, where she lives with her family. Helen loves to hear from readers.

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That moment your life changes.

That moment that changes your life.

That moment you love someone more than you love yourself.

That was the moment we gave our son up for adoption and the moment I was left bare. A wide-open space that would forever be empty.

There are moments that define you as a person, moments that prove just how strong you are, moments you push yourself to keep going forward when all you really want to do is give up. It was in one of those moments when I reached out and found him waiting for me.

When Shelby Calder left home fifteen years ago, she never planned on returning to the Alaskan town she left behind. But after the death of her grandfather and a bitter divorce, she hopes going home will be a fresh start for her and her ten-year-old son.

Zach Watters has made a lot of mistakes in his life. But when he sees Shelby Calder, looking more beautiful than ever, standing outside her childhood home, he promises himself that letting her go won’t be a mistake he ever makes again.

Some things never change and love is one of them.

Excerpt

“Then why did you marry her?” I ask, wondering if I’m really ready to go there with him, but it’s too late to change my mind. The question is out, and as much as I don’t want to know the answer, I need to know the answer.

“I wanted my kids to have what I didn’t. I believed that, with time, we could find a way to be happy.”

“Maybe we shouldn’t talk about this,” I say, changing my mind as nausea and jealousy turn my stomach.

“You loved your ex, baby. I know you did. I didn’t have that. I wanted it but never had it with her or anyone else since you.”

“Please stop.” Feeling tears burn the back of my eyes for him, I close them tight. Max and I were happy and in love in the beginning, and I hate knowing Zach never had that… the kids didn’t see or feel that.

“I wish my past didn’t hurt you so much. I’m sorry for hurting you the way I have. If I could take your pain away, I would.” He gathers me against him and tucks my head under his chin.

“As sad as it makes me, I wish you would have had that with her or someone else,” I say, and his arms tighten so much that my lungs compress.

“I don’t,” he growls.

“What?” I wheeze, and he loosens his grip just enough for me to take a breath.

“I don’t want to think about what would have happened if I had been with her or someone else when you came back. I don’t want to face that demon inside of me that knows what I would have done.”

“Zach—”

“I’ve been in love with you for almost eighteen years. I carried your missing pieces around inside me for that long, Shelby. I know it would have made me an asshole, but there is only one you. You’re the only place I’ve ever called home.” His voice is thick with emotion, and that wound inside of me fills up a little bit more. I hate his words, but a part of me is relieved he feels that way, that he feels so deeply for me.

“There’s been a wide open space inside me since we placed Samuel and I left you behind. But, from the moment I came back, it’s slowly been filling up.”

He goes quiet at my words. Several moments pass before he speaks again. “One day, that space will be full. I swear, with everything I have in me, I will make sure it’s overflowing and that you never feel empty again.”

About the Author:

Aurora Rose Reynolds is a navy brat who’s husband served in the United States Navy. She has lived all over the country but now resides in New York City with her Husband and pet fish. She’s married to an alpha male that loves her as much as the men in her books love their women. He gives her over the top inspiration everyday. In her free time she reads, writes and enjoys going to the movies with her husband and cookie. She also enjoys taking mini weekend vacations to nowhere, or spends time at home with friends and family. Last but not least she appreciates everyday and admires it’s beauty.

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Sacred Serenity By Audrey Carlan ♥ Blog Tour

Sacred Serenity (A Lotus House Novel)

by Audrey Carlan, #1 New York Times and USA Today bestselling author

Genre: Erotic Romance

Release Date: 30^th August 2016

Synopsis:

Twenty-two-year old Amber St. James’s focus is on her education. Her plan is clear—finish the elite San Francisco/Berkeley Medical School program early and become a pediatrician. She hasn’t given much thought to dating or to men in general, until she enrolls in the required human sexuality course…a subject foreign to her for religious and personal reasons.

Tantric yoga practitioner Dash Alexander is Lotus House Yoga’s most sought after sensual teacher. Women flock to him for his unique teaching style, calm nature, and wicked hot body. When he hears of Amber’s plight, he offers to help. The condition? Amber must assist in his couples’ Tantra yoga class as his partner. The sizzling attraction between the two of them is beyond anything Dash has ever experienced…spiritually or otherwise.

Through his teachings, Dash makes love to Amber’s mind and merges with her soul. Physically there’s only one problem, a secret that’s sacred. Amber St. James is a virgin…by choice.

Author Bio:

Audrey Carlan is a #1 New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestselling author. She writes wicked hot love stories that are designed to give the reader a romantic experience that’s sexy, sweet, and so hot your e-reader might melt. Some of her works include the wildly successful Calendar Girl Serial, Falling Series, and the Trinity Trilogy.

She lives in the California Valley where she enjoys her two children and the love of her life. When she’s not writing, you can find her teaching yoga, sipping wine with her “soul sisters” or with her nose stuck in a wicked hot romance novel.

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His Dark Canvas By Alexandrea Weis ♥ Blog Tour

Title: His Dark Canvas

Series: A Corde Noire Novel

Author: Alexandrea Weis
Genre: Dark Erotica
Release Date: August 29, 2016

His Dark Canvas Ella Winston is a talented chef with a problem–the slightest touch can reveal anyone’s darkest secrets.

Hired to cook for the artist, Ren Plancharde, she struggles to keep her ability under wraps.

After accidently uncovering Ren’s underground activities, the eccentric painter offers Ella a glimpse into his world of pleasure and pain. Intrigued, he decides to make Ella a part of his sinister Corde Noire Society, but his chef isn’t quite ready to commit.

Absolute submission isn’t all Ren wants from the stubborn woman. He has big plans for her gift, too. The only question is … will Ella be willing to give in to his desires when the time comes?

The darkness within can hide a lifetime of secrets.

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Through the haze of her apple martinis, Ella spotted someone across the wide dining room. He was different from the other patrons there to celebrate the restaurant’s two-year anniversary. With an arrogant walk, he strutted across the stone floor. Lean, muscular, and blessed with one of those bodies women would always notice, he had dark blond hair and disquieting dark green eyes. He was the kind of guy who knew he was good-looking and let everyone else know it, too. She wasn’t usually attracted to that type, but this man—his confidence intrigued her.

“You’re Ella, Ella Winston,” he said in a voice like dark chocolate fondue: deep, and wickedly sexy.

“Yeah.” She almost dropped her drink. “I’m the sous chef.”

“I know. Marcus told me.”

As his smile sank to the depths of her belly, he extended his hand, but Ella ignored it.

Don’t touch him. You know what happens when you touch them.

“So, how do you know Marcus?” Ella quickly asked, hoping to make up for her rudeness.

He laughed, looking her over. Above the din in the room, she could sense something different about his laugh. Unlike the insincere chortle of others, this man’s laugh got to her. She was having an unusual physical reaction, something that never happened to her. When most men laughed, Ella usually ran away.

“Marcus and I share the same friends.”

“What friends are those?” she asked, craving another martini.

“The wealthy kind, who like to support the arts.” He raised a green bottle of sparkling water in his hand. “I’m a painter. Marcus and I know a lot of people who like to pretend they’re patrons and keep us gainfully employed.”

“Painter?” Ella shrugged, finding it hard to believe Marcus knew any painters. “What do you paint?”

“Portraits of women. Usually with very little clothing.”

Oh yeah, I need another drink. “Is that lucrative?”

“For me it is.”

Her eyes wandered around the dining room, desperate to find a rescue. Ella needed to get away from this man before she said or did something really stupid.

“Do you like art?” he pressed.

“Some art. I think it would depend on the passion I see in a painting.”

“The passion in a painting?” That laugh again. Her toes tingled. Not good. “You sound like a painter, Ms. Winston.”

The martini glass in her hand suddenly weighed a ton. “Isn’t painting a passion for an artist, like cooking is a passion for a chef? Having a passion is a healthy thing. It reminds us that we have a soul.”

He nodded, seemingly approving of her drunken ramblings. “That’s very profound and also very true. I think you have a lot of talents yet to be discovered, Ella. May I call you Ella?”

“Ah, sure. Ella is fine.” Her mouth went dry. “What makes you think I have any talents outside of cooking?”

“I have a sense for these things.”

She tensed. Can he tell? The same thought always haunted her when she met new people. Ella fought so hard to keep her secret under control. Time to make a run for it.

“Don’t let Marcus know I have other talents. He’ll probably fire me.”

She was about to depart when he stopped her. He leaned in, and she could just make out the small cleft in his pointy chin. “I promise, if you ever need a job, I’ll hire you.”

His mouth was so close she could have kissed his perfect, thin lips. Frightened by the notion, Ella backed away. “I’ll hold you to that.”

“I hope you do, Ella.”

She should have done a million different things: asked his name, gotten his phone number, or stayed to flirt with him some more. Instead, Ella walked away. She figured it was one of those moments in life she would live to regret. Fortunately, Ella found the bar and drowned her disappointment in another apple martini.

Ella reasoned that was the way of it. You meet people and move on, and one day, if you’re lucky, you meet the interesting ones again.

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Jagger Reed has a secret that could destroy lives…

And one life that could be destroyed is his disabled brother’s. Jagger is in jail for a crime he didn’t commit, and believes it’s a small price to pay to protect his family.

Rosalind McAllister is the newest creative writing teacher at Arizona State Prison…

Rose is determined to prove herself to her criminal students and not let them break her—like they did the last teacher. But when she meets Jagger Reed, she immediately knows the line between student and teacher could be easily blurred. Tall, intimidating, and way too handsome to be incarcerated, she vows to keep him at a distance.
A creative writing assignment turns into the discovery of Jagger’s innocence…

When Rose reads Jagger’s creative writing piece, she’s both astounded and impressed. His written words call to her, providing a window into his private world. But as the assignment continues, she discovers facts about Jagger’s conviction that change everything.

Determined to piece together clues that leap out from the pages, she finds much more than an articulate prisoner.

How can she save a man who doesn’t want to be saved? And can she stop her heart from getting involved while…
Defending Jagger?

Excerpt One:

Why him? Why not me? He didn’t ask to be born. None of us had a choice. I see the stares and the looks of pity from strangers. The subtle way eyes linger longer than necessary. Looking but not seeing. Judging. Laughing. It fucking pisses me off that they only notice what’s on the outside and not the mind of a genius or the heart of gold that resides within. Gentle and affectionate. He was born into the wrong body, that’s all. One that can’t communicate the same or function as well. But sit him in front of a piano and he’ll explode with talent, putting most musicians to shame. He owns those keys without any prompting or training of any kind. It’s sheer brilliance to watch. It’s almost like someone else takes over his body, the chords and harmonies perfectly placed and executed.

I wonder if he still gets to do that now. Things have changed. Guilt eats me up like acid. I shouldn’t have left but I had no choice. I’d do it all again. I protect the ones I love.

Excerpt Two:

I brought a shaky hand to my forehead to wipe the droplets of perspiration that had begun to fall with his incoming approach.

“You can’t be in here. The lesson is over. Please leave.” My voice was unconvincing, even to me.

“What’s the matter, sweetheart? I can see your heart battering against your chest under that flimsy blouse. Do I frighten you?” He was in my space. Too close.

Frighten wasn’t necessarily the verb I would have used. Unravel was more accurate.

“What did you say to the guard to get him to leave? Did you bribe him?”

My ass was backed into the edge of the desk. He towered over me, sheet of paper in hand.

“Bribe? Me? Why sweetness, what do you take me for?” His mouth was slightly parted, tongue loitering just inside. I wasn’t sure where to look. His eyes would kill me so I remained focused on his ridiculously sensual mouth, trying to mentally warn my hormones to back the hell off.

“You’re a criminal. I know your game. Bribes are rife everywhere.”

“Would you believe me if I told you I just wanted to hand you this without watchful eyes because it’s…kind of private?”

“Why should I believe anything you have to say?” Did I even verbalize that or was it in my head?

I couldn’t tell if I was up, down, sideways, or even still breathing. I must have been respiring because my nose caught a whiff of something decadent. I was a sucker for the just-showered smell and Jag had that. Hints of soap with subtle deodorant, mixed in with a fragrant shampoo. My senses were on overdrive, turning me into a disastrous puddle of desire.

Lowering his head to my ear, he inhaled before grating out, “Maybe not everyone’s guilty.”

His breath whispered over the delicate skin of my lobe, my eyes closing, hoping for some sort of contact. God. What was wrong with me? He was hunched over me, his heat, scent, and dangerous energy curling and swirling, luring me into a delirious vortex. My breath hitched, waiting on edge. And then he turned on his heels and strode out, not looking back, leaving me a puddle of wrongful desire.

I pictured his back and ass flexing and releasing as he left me with nothing but a gentle, lingering scent and lewd thoughts.

Taking a moment to compose myself, my eyes found the sheet of paper he had inconspicuously placed on the table beside me.

Excerpt Three:

Beautiful. Was that even a word meant to describe a man? A criminal? Ever since he’d confidently strolled into my classroom, I’d been searching for the right adjective. Catching indiscreet glances now that he was writing, painted a picture. Tall enough to be intimidating. Broad enough across the shoulders to provide protection. An intriguing face with both hard and soft lines. Clearly defined lips that seemed way too supple for their own good. An imperfect nose with a hint of a bump on the bridge that began where two of the most startling eyes I’d ever seen, sat.

They were neither blue nor green but somewhere in between, blended perfectly to create a unique masterpiece. Small black irises lent themselves to an abundance of arresting color that would take any artist great skill to replicate, should they care to paint his portrait.

Edgy and dangerous had no place in my world. And yet…the very masculine, gorgeous package I couldn’t keep my eyes off had certainly gained my attention. The words, ‘save him’ niggled at the edge of my psyche. While I wanted to save everyone, he stood out from the crowd. A low hum of desire flared up at the junction of my thighs, causing me to clench my legs. There was no way I was going to show my vulnerability and especially not my arousal. That would set off the whole classroom.

Meet The Author…

I am married and a mother of two beautiful children, living in sunny Queensland, Australia. I’ve been reading books ever since I can remember and love all things related to books. Writing has become an extension of that and I hope to pursue a full time writing career. I currently write part-time and work as a remedial massage therapist. I love spending time with family and hope to one day travel to Italy and England.

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Stepdaddy Savage By Charleigh Rose ♥ Blog Tour

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Stepdaddy Savage is a smutty Taboo novella featuring an over-the-top alpha. Read at your own risk.

You do not say no to Graham Savage, because Graham Savage doesn’t ask. Just like his name suggests, he takes, and right now, he believes I’m his.
He is a cold, calculated, ruthless, formidable Irish mobster, and… my step-dad.

Regardless of the fact that it’s nothing more than a business transaction, he’s technically married to my mom. Even still, I find myself scared to be caught, yet even more terrified of being cut loose.

They say love is like a butterfly…well, we are about to prove to the world that it’s also like a punch in the face. Sometimes inevitable…and always painful.

Care to explain what the fuck you’re doing in my club?” He leans on his desk, looking casual yet somehow frightening. His eyes, green like lime, shine with a hint of danger in them, and his lips purse.
“I wanted to…I dunno, to unwind. Have some fun.” I shrug, looking down.
“Be specific,” he orders.
“I wanted to drink and dance,” I admit through gritted teeth, feeling myself blushing again and hating myself for it. “And Jersey is small and I didn’t want to bump into my usual high school crowd. All the seniors are going to stupid house parties, which I don’t like. I knew I could probably sneak into this place because it’s so…” Full of underage bimbos, I’m tempted to add, but I don’t. “It’s New York,” I heave a sigh, shrugging with one shoulder.
“I knew we’d eventually get in somewhere.”
“Drink and dance?” he repeats coldly.
I doubt Graham has ever danced. I know he drinks but he seems to be too icy and calculated to do something as fun as dancing. I offer a little nod, feeling a tad less scared but a lot more intrigued. He turns to the wall behind his desk. There are long shelves full of expensive liquor behind his desk. They cover up the whole goddamn wall, to be exact. With his hands knotted behind his back, he examines the liquor like it’s the most fascinating thing in the world before plucking one full bottle of scotch. He takes out four shot glasses from the drawer in his desk and places them in a straight line. After which he unscrews the cap and pours the alcohol into all of them with the skill of a bartender.
I flinch. Is he going to get drunk in front of me just to show me that he can and I can’t? What a douche.
A hot douche, my brain corrects, quite unnecessarily.
He is my step-dad. I shouldn’t even think about it.
“What song did you say was playing? The one I should have my DJ fired for?”
Oh, shit. He is definitely smirking. And hot damn, he has a dimple. Just the one, on his left cheek. He is so perfectly imperfect. This is not looking good for me. I’ve lived with this man for three years and I’ve only just noticed that he has one dimple. I love dimples, goddammit.
“My Boo by Ghost Town.” I swallow. I actually really like that song, but it’s so nineties.
Graham plops down on his executive chair and rolls himself toward the giant Apple screen. He taps his keyboard a few times before the familiar song starts blasting through his speakers. Then, he leans back on his chair and stares at me closely.
“What?” I ask, knowing that my eyes are wide and that I look, in all probability, like a deer caught in headlights.
“Dance. Drink.” He moves one of the full shot glasses across the desk and in my direction, some of the liquid spilling over the expensive oak. “That’s what you’re here for, no?”

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2. Heroines will always be sassy, strong and take zero sh*t from their men.

3. Taboo, dark, twisted, weird, bizarre and original. We won’t give you what you’ve already seen a million times before.

4. The sex will be explicit, hot, smutty completely insane. Make sure your door is closed and you have a toy around when you read us.

We’re dedicated to fulfilling your fantasies and to having fun with each other. We created this pen name so we can play around with our readers and each other (naughty naughty). Buckle up and join the ride!

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