Stitched Up Heart By Tarina Deaton ♥ Release Blitz

Title: Stitched Up Heart (Combat Hearts #1)

Author: Tarina Deaton

Genre: Military Romance / Romantic Suspense

Release Date: September 18th

Synopsis

As an Air Force medic, Bree Marks saw the worst the War on Terror had to dish out. Now a physical therapist, she uses her experience to help other veterans heal from their physical wounds; while she battles her own emotional damage.

Blaming himself for his best friend’s suicide, former Army Ranger Jase Larken, retreated from life. To honor his best friend’s memory and assuage his guilt, he started an outdoor adventure company to help veterans with PTSD.

Bree had better things to do than catch her cheating fiancé in bed with another woman. Jase is something better – for a night at least. For the first time in years, Jase wanted more. When he finds her again, he doesn’t give her another chance to run.

Jase’s possessiveness grates on Bree’s independent nature. She’s dealt with her fair share of alpha-male, door kickers and doesn’t need one telling her what to do now. But as a new danger emerges, Bree and Jase must face their pasts, before someone’s obsession with Bree destroys any chance they have of a future.

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She left the restroom after drying her hands. Jase caught her in the hall leading back to the bar. He backed her against the wall and braced his forearms slightly above her head, caging her in but holding himself away from her. He leaned down and brushed his lips gently against hers, then stopped.

Was he asking permission? Bree grasped his hips and hooked her middle fingers in the belt loops of his jeans. She bit the corner of her lip.

“You’ve been biting your lip all night, Bree. It’s my turn.” Bree’s gaze darted from his mouth to his desire-filled eyes, just before his tongue laved the center of her bottom lip. She pulled her fingers out of Jase’s belt loops and stepped closer. She slid one arm around his back and the other around his head, her fingers threading through his hair. Jase wrapped his arms around her, bending at the knees and pulling her up onto her toes. He pushed her against the wall, fitting their bodies so close together Bree could feel the hard press of his cock against her abdomen. The kiss quickly turned carnal, tongues dancing together in an intimate tango as their breathing became heavy. Had she ever been kissed with that much heat…that much passion…that much desire?

The clearing of a throat broke the spell. Jase pulled away slowly, sucking on her bottom lip as he lifted his head. They stared at each other a moment before turning their heads to see Denise standing a couple of feet away trying to look anywhere but directly at them.

“Hey, sweetie.” Bree pushed at Jase trying to create some space between them. He was reluctant to let go, but he released the tight hold he had on her.

“Sorry to interrupt. Got a sec?”

“Sure.” Bree looked at Jase. “I’ll meet you back at the table?”

Jase stared, still holding the back of her neck. “Yeah.”

He bent down and gave her a quick, hard kiss before nodding to Denise and leaving them in the hall.

“Holy hell, that was hot and I wasn’t even the one being kissed,” Denise said. “I’m not sure if I should high-five you or hose you down.”

“No need. My underwear is already soaked.”

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About The Author

Tarina has spent the last 21-plus years in the Air Force trying to figure out what she wants to be when she grows up. Currently stationed in Washington DC, she will soon be packing up her twin heathens (i.e. 4-year-olds) and moving to the Middle East for a 2-year assignment. As a single mom, her favorite pastimes include repeating the word ‘no’, the phrase ‘not right now’, and napping. Oh, and writing in her “spare” time.

Having never lived in one place for more than four years, her roots aren’t deep, but the friendships she’s formed over the years are.

Verbal contact is not recommended before her first cup of coffee in the morning, but feel free to stalk her: Facebook, FB Author Page, Twitter, Email. Sign up for her newsletter to receive all the latest news, sneak peaks, and find out how she’s coping in the hot, hot desert.

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Charming Olivia By Grace Harper ♥ Blog Tour

Blog Tour – Charming Olivia, Book #1 Geary Series – Grace
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Book – Charming Olivia, Book #1 Geary Series

Author – Grace Harper

Blog Tour – 12th – 19th Septemeber

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Charming Olivia is the first of three novels in the Geary Brothers Series

Olivia Gage is a top selling clean romance novelist, but wants to write
erotica. Jack Geary leads the lifestyle that Olivia wants to write about. They
start talking after a sarcastic written conversation over a review of a corset
that he made and a book she wrote.

Over time, they become friends and then he persuades her to spend a week with
him. He reasons with her that if she hasn’t experienced erotica first hand then
how is she going to write about it.

Charming Olivia is the week she spends with him, each night a different
subject, whips & ropes, threesomes, MM sex club and so on. He is determined
to talk her out of her clothes and into his bed. Olivia is determined that he
is not going to lay a finger on her until she confesses the truth.

Over the year that he has been in contact with her, he has told her exactly
what he wants to do to her. She tells him she is married and that is why she
won’t succumb to his charms but she is not telling the full truth. Once Olivia
reveals what the truth is to Jack, she stands no chance.

Charming Olivia

Cecily was whisked from me immediately and was out of sight
in seconds. I wandered over to the make-shift bar and took a glass of white
wine. Walking over to the other side of the room, my heels clicking on the
wooden floor I took out my phone. I checked where Cecily had disappeared to and
opened my phone to see if Jack had sent me a message. He had.

Jack: How is the exhibition?

Me: We have just arrived. Cecily has already deserted me so
I’m wandering around the room checking out the other artists’ work. She has
warned me that I’m not allowed to use my phone when I’m here. I need to be wary
because she’s threatened to throw my phone out of the window and I know she
will. What are you doing?

Jack: I’m hard at work, socialising and selling knickers.

Me: Have you sold any yet?

Jack: No, but then I’m checking out the hot women that are
here. One of them has caught my eye, I can only see her back and I’m
telepathically willing her to turn around, but she is not complying. She looks
stunning and I want to grope her bottom.

Me: Why don’t you go and talk to her, wow her with your
witty charm. If she has stunning shoes then just tell her which company you own
and she will be yours for the night.

Jack: Would that work with you? What should I do to wow you?

Me: You know you can’t wow me. I’m not available to be
wowed.

Jack: I wish you were available. I still don’t understand
why you won’t meet me? I’ve offered to help you with your little problem. I
don’t see what the issue is?

My little problem. At times, I wished I hadn’t told him
about it. I was about to answer him when my phone was snatched from my hands. I
looked up to see Cecily’s back disappearing away, my phone in her hand. She was
walking towards the open window at the end of the room and I started to jog
after her. My tight dress and high heels were not aiding my efforts and I heard
someone chuckle as I passed them. Managing to catch up with her I tried to take
my phone back but she held it away from me.

“What did I say Olivia?” She asked with a huge grin on her
face.

“I was talking to Jack, you left me on my own, what was I
supposed to do?” I whined and pouted.

Cecily looked at my phone and grinned evilly at me and
started typing and then handed it back to me.

“That is your punishment for not staying by my side and for
entering me into this exhibition without my permission.” Cecily said and waited
for me to read what she’d sent.

Me: I’ve no real reason to keep turning down meeting you so
I will. Name the time and place and I’ll be there. Oh and check out my dress
this evening.

“Oh my God Cecily, why did you say that? Why did you send
the picture of me?”

“You have a problem and he has offered to fix it. You need
to do this, so I made the first step. You look hot and sending him a picture
will do no harm. You will thank me for it later, I promise. It’s no different
to what you did to get me here this evening.” She said and winked and walked
away.

I checked my phone to see if Jack had replied, he hadn’t. I
chewed on my thumbnail and waited for a long time, which in reality was two and
a half minutes.

Jack: Tomorrow, 9pm, Blue’s Bar on South Street, Edinburgh.
You look stunning.

Shit, double shit, how was I going to get out of this? I
stared at the screen silently cursing Cecily. Looking up to locate my so called
friend, I found her and glared at her from across the room. Cecily didn’t
notice me throwing daggers at her, she looked perfectly fine on her own and she
didn’t need me here at all, which meant I didn’t need to be punished. I
couldn’t believe that she told him I would come and now he wanted me to meet
him tomorrow. I could drop everything and go tomorrow, but he didn’t know that.

Jack: Cold feet?

Me: I don’t know what came over me. I can’t arrive tomorrow,
I’ve a busy week next week.

Jack: Liar

Damn, that was the problem when you talked to someone every
day, they got to know your schedule.

Jack: What is the worst that can happen? Your husband can do
without you for a week, you have told me that he is not there next week, so get
on a plane and come and see me.

Me: You want me to come for a week?

Jack: When we discussed your little problem you gave me the
scenarios you wanted to see and we agreed it would take a week. We have talked
about this for months, we have even planned out how we’ll do it so why not now?
I’ll show you my lifestyle so that you can sort out that the problem of yours
and then you can go back to your ordinary life. I promise I won’t fuck you
unless you ask me to.

I gasped out loud, I don’t know why I did, his forwardness
shouldn’t shock me after this long but it did. I heard a man laugh from across
the room and I saw Cecily laughing with a client she was standing with. She
didn’t need me here, I wondered if I could slip away without her knowing.

Jack: Well?

Me: I’m not staying with you, I’ll book a hotel and you need
to keep your hands to yourself the entire time.

Jack: Deal. I’ll see your beautiful face tomorrow
sweetheart.

I sighed at my phone and put it away without answering. I
looked around the room to find Cecily to tell her what damage she’d done with
her comment and mentally made a list of what I needed to do to go to Edinburgh
tomorrow.

Grace Harper is a British author who loves to write about strong women and the
friends and lovers who make them stronger. She adores writing steamy scenes of
first encounters and there is always a little twist along the way.

When Grace is not writing, she can be found mooching about in stationery
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fits of giggles. Grace might have a Maltesers addiction, but is not ready to
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A Soldier For Bella By Alison Mello ♥ Blog Tour

Title : A Soldier For Bella

Author : Alison Mello

Genre : Military , Romance

Bella Campbell has a budding modeling career, a terrific boyfriend—and a stalker…

Everything in Bella’s life seems to be working out. She’s landed the guy of her dreams in former soldier Derek Thompson, and now she’s attained the contract of a lifetime—centerfold model for a famous swimsuit magazine issue. The only problem is she has a stalker. He keeps leaving her notes, roses, and now he’s taken to cyberstalking.

If dealing with Bella’s unwanted admirer wasn’t trouble enough, Derek has his own problems…

One of the rehabilitation facilities Derek oversees fails inspection, while another needs new equipment for the returning troops staying at the home. But Derek isn’t about to let the constant flow of bad news interfere with protecting Bella. He decides to take matters into his own hands and lure her unwanted shadow out of hiding, so he can take care of it once and for all.

But Derek isn’t the only one with a plan to end this feud over Bella…

Derek knows Bella’s stalker believes he is simply a complication that can be removed with force, but this soldier is ready for a fight. Bella is everything Derek has ever wanted, and nothing, not even death threats, is going to keep them apart.

Can Derek use his skills to put an end to Bella’s stalker? Or will this unknown villain finally succeed in capturing Bella for his own and take Derek out of the picture?

There isn’t a price Derek won’t pay to make sure there will always be…

A Soldier for Bella.

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Alison Mello is a wife and stay at home mom to a wonderful little boy. She lives with her amazing family in Massachusetts.

She loves playing soccer, basketball and football with her son. After having her son, Alison started reading again and fell in love with Contemporary Romance.

Reading made her happy and gave her something to do when she had downtime.

As she started to read more, she started to noticed things she really enjoyed in a book and things she didn’t. She began to have ideas for writing one of her own. One day she literally woke up and started writing. She realized that if there was ever a time for her to write, it was now. She had a part time job to give her something to do.

The hours at work were slow and she was bored with what she was doing, so while her son was off enjoying his friends over summer vacation she got started.

Alison finished the first book in two weeks and decided that she really enjoyed writing, so she kept going. She already had ideas in mind for books two and three, so she kept writing.

That is how the Learning to Love Series was born. Somewhere along the line, one of my Beta readers convinced me that Michael, a character from Finding Love, needed his own story.

That is when Alison added the fourth and final book. Alison hopes you enjoy her books as much as she enjoyed writing them.

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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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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.

The Viewing Room will make it happen.

For Kennedy Vaughn, it’s an escape.

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

What you witness in the viewing room will have you asking for more . . .

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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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The Hotter The Love By Lea Bronsen ♥ Book Blitz

The Hotter the Love by Lea Bronsen

Series: Hot Model Mine #3

After sexy cover model Yushka proposed, life is more turbulent than ever for erotic romance author Andrea. He is expecting a baby with his ex-girlfriend, who says she doesn’t want to keep it. How will Andrea’s sons take upcoming life changes? To make things more complicated, her ex goes to great lengths to coax her back, and one of her sons’ girlfriend is a tad too interested in Andrea’s young and very handsome fiancé…

On the writing front, Andrea anxiously awaits news on her latest manuscript submission, and she has to decide whether to accept her publisher’s offer to model in a sexy photo shoot—the same kind she and Yushka did in Cannes—in the hopes of making a new “Cover Photo of the Year”. Considering the erotic poses the previous photographer demanded, can Andrea model with another guy other than Yushka?

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Excerpt:

We enter a hall so big the tiniest sound echoes. It’s quite humbling. I shrink in my clothes and barely dare to breathe. Dark wood furniture towers over us, with a mix of contradictory smells—orchid-scented sanitizer and old dust—filling the space.

Shoes clamping on a hardwood floor, we follow the tall, silver-haired man into a living room with exquisite furniture, gold-framed mirrors, and classic paintings on the walls. Heavy velvet curtains adorn the windows, and an impressive floor-to-ceiling library on one side has to contain literary curiosities from every part of the world. Marveling, I study each magnificent object.

The man stops and glares across the room, his facial expression clearly one of annoyance. What an oppressive atmosphere.

Yushka stands beside him and stares in the same direction.

I follow their gaze. A young and strikingly beautiful woman is half-seated on a green velvet couch with her legs folded underneath her. Dark doe eyes and pink lips stand out in a pale, oval face. A waterfall of rich, glowing auburn-colored hair contrasts with her white dress. She looks cast in a scene from the Russian classic Doctor Zhivago. Beneath full breasts, a pregnant belly protrudes, far too round and big for her frail frame. Jekaterina?

My chest tightens. The more I look at her, the more her beauty takes my breath away. She’s the woman Yushka was in love with last year. The one he slept with and impregnated.

Her gaze is riveted on him, the recognition and warmth fiery.

I shoot him a glance. His features are tight, as if he’s trying to hide his reaction, but he doesn’t take his gaze off her. This is exactly what I feared. They’ve had feelings for each other. Maybe meeting now will revive them. He has fallen for her once, so why would he not fall for her again?

I feel bad, nauseous, want to get out of here. But she’s carrying the baby girl I’m going to call mine very soon. I need to overcome my unease. Hopefully, once the formalities are done, this is the only time we’ll have to meet.

She tells him a few words in Russian, her voice the cooing of a turtledove.

Yushka replies calmly, but his throat sounds choked. He grabs my hand, palm sweaty, and leads me to a sofa opposite hers. His discomfort is more than clear in his features. He tears his gaze from her and searches me, his expression vibrating with an intensity I seldom see. It hits me—he’s afraid.

I squeeze his hand. “Is everything okay?”

“Yes,” he replies instantly, but his tension is palpable.

My chest tightens to a painful level. What is he so nervous about? From his interaction with Jekaterina, this has nothing to do with the baby. It’s about them, their relationship, and me. Is he afraid he’ll have to choose between us?

Goodness, I’m delirious. I sit very still, take small, shallow breaths, and pray for everything to be all right. Then bolt out of this house after the arrangements are resolved.

Jekaterina addresses me, her dark pupils glimmering. “You’re very beautiful. Are you a model, too?”

I’m as taken aback by her speaking a fluent English as I am by her compliment, and need a few seconds to shake myself. “Um, no, I’m not.”

She raises a brow. “That’s funny. I would’ve sworn you were a model. So how did you two meet?”

“At an author conference.”

Yushka clears his throat. “Andrea writes books, and I’m featured on the cover of her last one.”

“Oh, how exciting.” Her lips curve upward. I can’t decide whether it’s a genuine smile or she’s faking it.

“Yes,” he continues. “That’s why we … uh … were bound to meet. They had organized a Meet-and-Greet for authors and cover models of their books.” Why does he sound like he’s trying to make an excuse?

She flutters her long lashes at me. “What kind of books do you write?”

Before I can answer, her father walks over to a cabinet and picks up a bunch of papers. “All right, enough chit-chat.” His voice booms like thunder.

The other books in the Hot Model Mine series:

The Perfect Shoot (book #1)

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When Andrea Johnson, writing as author Cindy Vega, signed up for a Meet & Greet with the cover model of her latest book, she didn’t expect sparks to fly. Yushka is dangerously good-looking and too young for her. But their connection is instantaneous, and during a photo shoot with the two, the photographer picks up on their growing attraction. Seeing the potential for THE cover photo of the century, he decides to push their comfort limits…

Mine to Love (book #2)

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The writing conference in sunny Cannes was fantastical, a dream. Back at home, reality catches up with author Andrea Johnson and the sexy cover model of her book, Yushka. With tough working schedules, challenging family relations, and seductive temptation from all sides, the couple’s explosive romance is put to the test. Will their love be strong enough to have a future?

Author Bio:

Lea Bronsen likes her reads hot, fast, and edgy, and strives to give her own stories the same intensity. After venturing into dirty inner-city crime drama with her debut novel Wild Hearted, she divides her writing time between psychological thriller, romantic suspense, and erotic dark/contemporary romance.

She’s signed with Evernight Publishing, Decadent Publishing, and Insatiable Press. She has also self-published some of her works and participated in the making of several anthologies.

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Dirty Talk By S. L. Scott ♥ Book Tour

Because first love deserves a second chance

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From the New York Times Bestselling Author of The Resistance comes this new STANDALONE contemporary romance.

Because first love deserves a second chance

One month.

One movie.

One shot at a second chance.

I fell madly in love at first sight with Jane Lewis.

The girl with bright green eyes, a pretty smile, and great ass owned my heart. I thought she was happy with the status quo, but ten years later, I foolishly let her go. Despite dating other women, no one compares to my first love. We are meant to be together, and I’m going to try my damnedest to convince her of that.

Luke Anders tricked me. The deal was sealed before I knew he was behind it.

We agreed to be just friends. Simple. Easy. But it’s not just the weather that’s hot in Texas. I was a fool to think I could resist him. He knows how to work his charms and those kissable lips, that great jaw, and biceps. We are here to work, but he has become downright distracting.

I’m strong. I can handle one month of his flirtatious sexual torture. But if I happen to fall in bed with that sexy bastard for a night, or three, does that make me weak? Asking for a friend, of course.

I guess I’m about to find out when love gets messy, it’s not just the talk that’s dirty.

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Excerpt

~Jane Lewis~

The panic subsides and then reality hits me.

Luke Anders is right next door to me. For a month.

I’ve only been here for a minute or so and I’m sweltering. The air hasn’t cooled me off so I pull my shirt away from my sticky skin. A knock on the window makes me jump; my hand instantly covers my heart.

Luke steps away from the car with his hands up in surrender. He mouths, “Sorry.”

Shaking my head, I take another quick breath to calm myself, and push the button that slides the window down.

“Sorry about that. I didn’t realize I was sneaking up on you.”

“It’s okay,” I reassure him, my heart racing—from his close proximity or from being startled I’m not quite sure.

When I open the door, he opens it wider and I get out. I can’t help but take him in, my breath escaping me just like the first time I ever saw him. He’s stunningly handsome, maybe even more so. Definitely more so. One month without seeing him and now he’s trying to kill me. His rugged good looks, the T-shirt stretching across his broad, hard body, and a week’s worth of beard growth makes me want to rub my fingers and other things on it to see if it’s rough or soft.

In a word?

Damn. Hot.

Fine, two words, but he’s worth breaking the rules for.

And just like that, all my better senses fly out the window. “Have you been working out?” I regret saying it the second I do. I regret it doubly when that cocky smirk that made me fall in love with him appears, transforming his entire attitude.

He pops a bicep for me, and replies, “I’ve gotten in a little gym time recently.”

“Well, it shows.” Shut up, Jane. I wave my hand in the air, unable to control myself. “I’ve got a VIP ticket to the gun show. Any idea where I might redeem it?” What the hell am I doing? He drives me nuts and I fall for it every time.

Luke laughs. Pretending to take the imaginary ticket, he stashes it in his back pocket. One arm goes out and then the other. “Bam. Bam! Check these babies out.”

Now I’m a giggling mess. Running my hand over one then the other, I smile. “It was worth every dime I spent on that ticket.” I squeeze his muscle.

He laughs and drops his arm. “And how many dimes did you spend?”

“Ten shiny dimes for each.” I walk around to the back of the car and open my trunk.

Luke chuckles even harder. “Glad you got your money’s worth then.” He comes around and grabs the large suitcase out, setting it on the sidewalk and pulling up the handle.

I reach in the backseat and pull out the last box, but he moves in and grabs it for me. “Take the suitcase. I’ll carry this for you.”

Rolling the suitcase behind me, we walk along the sidewalk back to the hotel as if we’re friends, as if we haven’t hurt each other’s hearts. I ask, “What were you doing out here?”

“Getting coffee. I heard Jo’s is great. It’s next to the hotel.”

“I could use one. The drive was exhausting.”

He walks one step to the side and behind me. “Why did you drive?”

“I wanted to have a car.” I hate lying, especially to him, but I’m not ready for him to know I don’t have a place to call home anymore or a place to store my car in LA for a month. I’ll have to face the fact of my reality once this film wraps, so I choose to hide my eyes and stick with the white lie.

A silence pervades the journey as we walk through the courtyard. I stop in front of my door. Looking to his, I wonder if he realizes the relation of the two. Turning back to him, his smile is much nicer, more the sweet boy I once knew. I still struggle with what to say, so I awkwardly shift, and signal to the door behind me. “This is me.” I unlock the door, and step inside.

“Right next door.” He follows me inside. After setting the box down on the table, he looks around the room. “Just like mine. It’s nice we’ll be neighbors.”

“Quite the coincidence.”

“Maybe. Maybe not.”

“Maybe not?”

“Could be fate, Janie.”

“You never believed in fate.” I sit on the bed just as some of the old feelings come swirling back in the quiet of the room.

“I believe in destiny these days.”

Meet S.L. Scott

New York Times and USA Bestselling Author, S. L. Scott, was always interested in the arts. She grew up painting, writing poetry and short stories, and willing her days away lost in a good book and the movies.

With a degree in Journalism, she continued her love of the written word by reading American authors like Salinger and Fitzgerald. She was intrigued by their flawed characters living in picture perfect worlds, but could still debate that the world those characters lived in were actually the flawed ones. This dynamic of leaving the reader invested in the words, inspired Scott to start writing with emotion while interjecting an underlying passion into her own stories.

Living in the capital of Texas with her family, Scott loves traveling and avocados, beaches, and cooking with her kids. She’s obsessed with epic romances and loves a good plot twist. She dreams of seeing one of her own books made into a movie one day as well as returning to Europe. Her favorite color is blue, but she likens it more toward the sky than the emotion. Her home is filled with the welcoming symbol of the pineapple and finds surfing a challenge though she likes to think she’s a pro.

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Wide Open Spaces By Aurora Rose Reynolds ♥ Book Tour

“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.”

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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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Blurb

Bikers, the ultimate alpha males. But what of women who
ride? These sexy independent road warriors shirk the conventions of lady-like
behavior and live life by their own terms – wild and free.

BIKER CHICKS is full of sexy stories about women who ride,
whether they be lone wolves or part of a gang. Some of the best authors in MC
romance along with some new names and faces to the genre tell us how these
strong women find the sexual satisfaction and romance we all long for, for one
of the best causes.

All proceeds of this anthology go to Bikers Against Child
Abuse*, so come take a ride with us.

Authors in this Anthology include…

Rachel Barnard

Bink Cummings

MariaLisa deMora

A.J. Downey

Geri Glenn

Sapphire Knight

Emma Lee

Liberty Parker

Eric Plume

K. Renee

Bibi Rizer

and Winter Travers

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses,
places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s
imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons,
living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

*Bikers Against Child Abuse International (B.A.C.A.) is not
directly affiliated with this charity-driven anthology and use of their name to
indicate funds distribution does not constitute endorsement, recommendation, or
guarantee on their behalf for the efforts of these individual authors. No
liability of any kind, implied or expressed, is given with respect to B.A.C.A.
or their activities.

Stories include…

A New Night by: Rachel
Barnard

Nanette; a biker known for
her height, her lonely heart, and her trusty knife. A chance encounter by
moonlight will change everything for Nanette.

Rachel Barnard’s greatest accomplishments have been eating
an entire half gallon of ice cream in one sitting, winning a boot toss, and
writing a novel about herself (see the For the Love of Donuts Books). Rachel
wishes she were taller, that chocolate had no calories, and that books could be
eaten after they were read. Rachel resides in the Pacific Northwest and loves
to dress up, talk about writing and books, and dance. Rachel began her writing
with young adult novels, but has since branched out into romance, of which this
is her first published piece!

Rachel loves to hear from her readers!

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A Road to Nowhere by: Bink
Cummings

This hunger, these needs,
this desire–Part of me knows it’s bad, that I shouldn’t crave what I do. But
the other half doesn’t give a fuck…Join Gwen on her journey to self
discovery…. where pleasure is just the beginning.

Author Bink Cummings was born and raised part of a
biker family. Upon the incessant coercion from her sacred sisters, she has
begun her newest journey in life–writing. When she’s not shacked up in her
home writing at all hours of the night, Bink enjoys riding motorcycles, taking
care of her family, reading, and cooking huge meals–Especially her infamous
chocolate chip cookies.

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Gun Totin’ Annie by: MariaLisa
deMora

Annie has to scramble for
answers when a club sister is brutally murdered while they were negotiating
with the local dominant MC. Domino is the handsome biker attached to that club
who seems determined to help her, but can she trust him with her grief and
fear?

Raised in the south, MariaLisa learned about the magic
of books at an early age. Every summer, with the help of a gracious librarian
who did not believe in age-restricted stacks, she would spend hours in the
local library, devouring books of every genre. Self-described as a
book-a-holic, she says “I always loved to read, then I discovered writing, and
I adored that, too. For reading … if nothing else is available, I’ve been known
to read the back of the cereal box.”

She still reads voraciously, and always has a few
books going in paperback, hardback, or on devices.

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The Wild Hunt by: A.J. Downey

Nothing is what it seems.
Join The Queen of Air & Darkness on a modern take of the wild hunt of
faerie lore.

A.J. Downey is a born and raised Seattle, WA native,
and the author of the bestselling Sacred Hearts Motorcycle Club series. She
finds inspiration from her surroundings, through the people she meets and
likely as a byproduct of way too much caffeine. She has lived many places and
done many things, though mostly through her own imagination. An avid reader all
of her life, it’s now her turn to try and give back, entertaining as she has
been entertained.

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Reinventing Holly by: Geri
Glenn

Holly’s monotonous life and
loveless marriage are slowly breaking her down. When her father dies, leaving
her a message of hope for her future, and more money than she knows what to do
with, Holly decides that it’s time to take her life back.

Geri Glenn is the best-selling author of Kings Of
Korruption MC Series.

Geri lives in beautiful New Brunswick, Canada. She is
a military wife, the mother of two gorgeous, but slightly crazy little girls,
and just recently was fortunate enough to quit her day job to stay home and do
what she loves most – write!

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Sweet Surrender by: Sapphire
Knight

Snake’s a broken man.
Peppermint’s a strong woman. She’s just the right mix, to make his surrender
oh-so-sweet.

Sapphire’s a Texas girl who’s crazy about football.
She’s always had a love for writing, whether it’s poems or stories. She
originally studied psychology and believes that it’s added to her passion for
spinning tales.

Sapphire is the proud mom of two boys and has been
married for twelve years. When she’s not busy in her writing cave, she’s
playing with her three Doberman Pinschers. She loves to help animals and watch
a good action movie.

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Mail: P.O. Box 2937, Harker Heights, TX. 76548

Bad Boy by: Emma Lee

Angelfish has the best new
toy ever, but a possessive bitch has him wrapped around her psycho finger.
Pushing her hunky geek hard enough to let out his inner bad boy might break
him. Or it might make her fall hard.

Emma Lee is a native Californian wanderer currently
experiencing the wonder of rain in the Pacific Northwest. She loves to garden
even though she’s lousy at it, and often finds herself staring blankly while
her son discusses Minecraft. An avid reader and prolific writer all her life,
she’s recently turned to sharing the kinky, crazy stories in her head instead
of hiding them in the closet.

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Taken by Vegas by: Liberty
Parker

Twenty years of longing for
your true love is a long time to wait. Wasp and Ashton reunited embark to
recreate their first wedding. Only this time around they add a little flare to
their romance. With help from their daughters, Ashton’s wedding day is special
and Wasp pulls out all the bells and whistles to make up for their lost time
together.

I have been an avid reader for most of my life. When I
was younger I use to sit and fill spiral notebooks full of stories for my
grandmother. As I got older I took the jobs needed for raising my boys as a
single mom until I met my now amazing husband. I have stopped working in the
last three years and started promoting authors, then I blogged and reviewed for
authors, which lead me down the path to writing and creating characters and
stories. I love creating behind the scenes with my writing getting to use my
imagination and write the story as it comes to me. My youngest is now a senior
in High School leaving me with some spare time on my hands to be filled. I am
loving the people I am meeting and the support system I have found.

You can find me at my home Facebook
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Sign of the Gypsy Queen by:
Eric Plume

Kestrel Callahan is a
wandering gambler, a hard-bitten soul who’s always lived by the sword. Fate
deals her a wild card – a man who knows how to speak to her troubled heart, yet
has problems of his own in the form of a bitter ex who can’t let go.

Born and raised in the San Juan Islands, Eric Plume is
a lifelong resident of Washington State. He has worked in a variety of fields
ranging from construction to casino security. As the author of Margin Play, he
currently divides his time between his job as a timber framer and writing Amber
Eckart’s next adventure. He lives near Bellingham, Washington with his
girlfriend Jacquelyn in a house full of cats and computers. This is his first
foray into romance.

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The Innocent Truth by: K.
Renee

I had a choice to make,
either I was going to lie down and let him win or I was going to fight back.
Nash took away everything in the blink of an eye and now he’s going to pay.

K. Renee started writing in 2015, but has loved
writing since she was young. She started writing because she couldn’t get the
stories out of her head, no matter what she did. She’s twenty-seven years old
and typically writes in her free time or on her lunch break. K. Renee works
full-time and tries to go to the gym every day. She reads constantly and has
hundreds of books she can’t wait to start.

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Boy Blue by: Bibi Rizer

Desi, a librarian with a
chequered past and a loving but sexless marriage, meets Jesse, a dreamy eyed
rent boy. With his irresistible charm, Jesse awakens the lost intimacy between
Desi and her husband.

Bibi Rizer (http://www.bibirizer.com)
is a mom, blogger, teacher and writer living in the Pacific Northwest. While
she’s been writing professionally for many years, romance and erotica are
relatively new pursuits.

Bibi likes writing about strong kinky women and brave
willing men living in realistic and imperfect worlds.

In her spare time Bibi sings Karaoke and hangs around on
film sets with child actors. Having the the firm belief that no one can be too
weird or too funny, she happily admits that most of her favorite people and
characters are both.

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Wanting More by: Winter Travers

Ricki doesn’t want anything
to do with Brick.

The only problem is, Brick isn’t taking no for an answer.

Winter Travers is the best-selling author of the
Devil’s Knights Series and the Skid Row Kings Series. Hailing from the land of
cheese, Wisconsin, Winter is a wife, mother to one Karate kicking boy and in
between all of the madness, pursuing her dream of writing. Stay connected with
her!

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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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From New Orleans, Alexandrea Weis was raised in the motion picture industry and began writing stories at the age of eight. In college she studied nursing and went on to teach at a local university. After several years in the medical field, she decided to pick up the pen once again and began her first novel, To My Senses. Since that time she has published many novels. Infusing the rich tapestry of her hometown into her award-winning books, she believes that creating vivid characters makes a story memorable. Her work has been critically acclaimed and has been continually growing in popularity.

Alexandrea Weis is also a certified/permitted wildlife rehaber with the La. Wildlife and Fisheries. When she is not writing, she rescues orphaned and injured wildlife. She is married; they live in New Orleans.