Fading Memories By A.M. Willard ♥ Pre-Order Blitz

Fading Memories

by A.M. Willard

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Contemporary Inspirational Romance

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Synopsis

Isabel Nichols’s life
changed in more ways than one through the years. As a young child, she
experienced a loss that devastated her. It wasn’t until she was an adult that
the universe around her shattered. In a twenty-four-hour time frame, she lost
what she’d thought was her world. What followed was a year of mourning, a year
of grieving, a year of darkness. Now, there’s one man who can show her the
light.

Dakota Jackson left his
life behind on a whim, moving to a beach cottage away from the big city where he
grew up. He sees through Izzie’s clouds as he gets to know her, with the drive
to be everything that she’s ever needed. The only problem is, Dakota holds the
key to a secret that could ruin both of their hopes and dreams.

Passion isn’t always
enough to heal a broken heart; love isn’t always enough to guide you through
the darkness.

This is about two souls
that were meant to be together from the day they were born. Two people who have
to figure out a way to look past the memories. It’s the now; it’s living your
life as you’re meant to, loving the one your heart craves. It’s about letting
go of the grieving, learning to be who you are, and accepting life for what it
is.

Can
love cure all things despite its hardships?

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Fading Memories will restore your faith in love.” Author Silla Webb.

Excerpt

While trying to gather my senses,
one of the bags slides from my arms and crashes against the concrete, causing
both bottles of wine to shatter, and the dark liquid to spread into a puddle.

“Shit! Real smooth, Izzie.”
Bending down to collect the glass, my face flushes with embarrassment. The
stranger crouches next to me, his long legs folding in a way I wouldn’t have
thought possible for such a tall man. On our knees, gathering glass, we’re the
same height.

“Careful.”
His voice is warm and thick, laced with a Northern accent. Somehow he makes the
simple word sound like music.

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Bio

A.M. Willard is a true believer of soul mates, and happy ever
afters. She enjoys reading, sailing, and of course writing contemporary romance
with some saucy scenes. Releasing her first novella of the One Night Series on
April 12, 2014 has sent her on a new journey in life. A.M.’s passion for
writing started at a young age, but with the love and support from her husband
of eighteen years pushed her to follow her dreams. Once she hit that first
publish button, she hasn’t looked back.

Publications available from A.M. Willard include the Chances
Series, Love on the Screen, and everyone’s favorite, the One Night Series.
She’s also had an article published in the Writer’s Monthly Review Magazine and
was just accepted into the Romance Writers of America organization in May of
2015.

A.M. Willard was born and raised in the Panhandle of Florida, but
resides in Savannah GA with her husband, son, two cats, one rotten dog, and her
six chickens. Yes, we said chickens…

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Chelsea’s hottie Blake Morgan III has reemerged from a nasty breakup. His marriage was a frigid disaster beyond repair, and he vows to be single—forever. Bruised, but still hot in Prada, he creates his Seven Desires wish list, his sexiest imaginings. Blake soon realizes there’s only one man he may trust to make these uninhibited intentions come to fruition: his best friend Miguel Santana.

Lower East Side multimedia artist extraordinaire Miguel Santana may be known as the cocky Latin stud in the city, but all he’s wanted since college was Blake’s hand in marriage. He was livid when Blake walked down the aisle with the wrong guy. Miguel has his own list titled the Seven Needs, which are quite contrary to Blake’s dirty-boy deeds. They involve serious commitments, which may leave his new-to-the-singles-scene buddy sprinting for the door, destroying any hopes Miguel has for happiness.

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Exciting him all the more, Miguel pushed him against the table. His friend’s actions may have been plain old-fashioned lust, but someone sought him, in the flesh. Not for his monetary assets, but for his ass. “I want my tongue inside your hot mouth.”

He wrapped his right leg around his friend’s tight waist. The warm friendship blanketed them, making him feel desired. He’d never been kissed by anyone but his ex-husband before. This felt different. Real. Mutual.

His buddy tilted his head to the side. Bit by bit, Miguel gazed down over his forehead and finally rested upon his eyes, almost speaking intently, as if saying, I’m going to give you the passion you’ve always wanted. I’ll fill your need.

Miguel brought his tongue to a long-stroked lick over Blake’s bottom lip before plunging into his mouth, deep and hard with a grunting moan.

Breathless as a teenager kissed for the first time, his cock stiffened all over again.

“You’re going to be my niño this week,” he muttered in a thick accent. “All mine.”

Relishing in the forceful kiss, exhilarated in agreement, he forgot the Hell and nightmare he’d been living in and answered, “Yes, I’ll be your boy this week.” Blake wondered how he’d ever be able to walk away from him once the lists were completed. Would they be able to go back to being best friends? More importantly, if he told Miguel the truth, could he keep it a secret?

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Burning Ember by Darby Briar ♥ Release Blitz

Title: Burning Ember (Harbinger’s Of Chaos #1)

Author: Darby Briar

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: August 27, 2015

Synopsis

The last thing she needs after running from one monster is to land in the lair of the Devil.

Twenty-one year old Ember flees her past with soot on her face, ash in her hair, and a promise. She’ll never let another man take away her freedom and treat her like she means nothing.

But that is exactly what Maverick Gunn, leader of the notorious Harbinger’s of Chaos Motorcycle Club seeks to do from the moment his lethal gaze locks on her. He burns her with every look. Every touch. Every word.

Ember’s only hope is to convince him she’s nothing like the woman who blackened his soul before he drags her down into the darkness with him.

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Darby Briar is an American author who loves writing stories about men with broken souls and women who don’t know their own strength. Most of her stories are dreamed up in the early hours of the morning, while driving, or while listening to music. She’s a business woman by day and a wife, mother, writer, and reader the rest of the time. She’s a lover of fiction whether it be a movie or book, but prefers stories with some romance, and ones that include a happy ending. Darby grew up in Utah and still lives in the northern part of the state. She’s married and her and her husband have three adorable kids.

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An Unexpected Love By J. Haney ♥ Release Blitz

An Unexpected Love

by J. Haney

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Adult Contemporary Romance

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Synopsis

Ten
years ago tragedy struck Kyler, leaving her pregnant and alone.

She did
what she had to do to survive.

But
that’s all she was doing. That is until he crashed into her life.

Caleb
Hudson was always destined to be the playboy and never settle down.

Walking
into the studio that day, he wasn’t expecting to find her.

Fate
decided she had another plan for them.

When they both least expected it, a bond between them was formed.

The bond that may end up saving their lives.

Excerpt

Thirty
minutes later we hear a knock at the door Mrs. Ryan yells up that she will get
it. I figured it’s just our Chinese being delivered. I’m setting the plastic on
the floor so we can start painting after we eat. Just as I finished setting
everything up I hear Mrs. Ryan screams out. I ran to my bedroom to grab my
phone and the gun they made me keep beside my bed. I hid myself in the closet
as I called Mr. Ryan, on the second ring I heard him answer.

“Hey, how are my girls doing?” He sounded happy

“Someone’s here, I’m in the closet with my gun like you told
me to do. I heard a scream! What do I do?” I rambled nervously.

“Calm down Kyler… I am calling the Police in Arco. I know
your father taught you to shoot. So you go downstairs and if you think you need
to shoot, then intruder then that is what you do.” He sounds a bit nervous.

“Okay, I got it.” I say
then hang up the phone.

Sneaking
down the stairs, I see a man is holding Mrs. Ryan against the wall. Mrs. Ryan
makes eye contact with and I hold up one finger to see how many people are in
the house. “YOU AND ME ARE THE ONLY ONES
HERE ASSHOLE! LET ME GO NOW!” She screams and I just nod at her. The
intruder slams her head against the wall again. I tiptoe into the rest of the
way down and sneak up behind them. I place my gun to the back of his head.

“The guns loaded and the
cops are on their way. Now let Mrs. Ryan go or I will shoot you before they get
here.” I say as calmly as possible.

“I
don’t think you will actually shoot me.” He sounds extremely pissed off.

“I am going to give you to the count of
three then I will shoot this gun!” I wait a moment to see if he will let
her go. Damn it, he is going to call my bluff! “One… Two… Thr”. He let go of Mrs. Ryan before I got three out. “Now turn around.”

The man slowly turns
to look at me and tries to take the gun out of my hand. While fighting for the
gun I can feel a pain starting in my stomach, oh no it’s too soon. Damn it Ky
you know better than this. With one hand on the gun I knee the man in the nuts
and steal the gun back away from him. I back away quickly and when the man
starts to come at us I pull the trigger.

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Author Bio

I was born and raised in Kentucky. I reside in Greenup County,
Kentucky with my family. Her debut novel, An Unexpected Love, is set to release
May/June 2015. I’m a single momma to my seven year old daughter, Jessalyn
Kristine.

I run Sweet N Sassy Book A Holics along with my sisters from other
misters! I’m the co-owner of an online boutique, Proud Momma Designs, which I
run with my amazing mother. I also own Sweet and Sassy Models! I love
photography and seeing all the little models and their smiling faces! I just
started plus size modeling and have been 5 or 6 pattern covers now. Which I’m
beyond excited about…

Fun Facts

1. My
daughter Jessalyn is my most favorite person in the world!

2. I’m
probably the biggest book whore there is!

3. I
love music of any kind, but better yet, I love singing!

4. I
hate cold/wet weather!

5. I
wear at least 4 different colors at once!

6. I
have the most awesome group of friends a gal can have. Tracy, Sandie, Sara,
Jamie, Lisa, Chris, Patricia and Annelle! Love you Ladies!!

7. I
would love to one day meet Alice Clayton, Christina Lauren, A.M. Willard, Jamie
McGuire, and so many others.

8. I’m
completely addicted to Tattoos and Piercings!

9. I’m
very random, and will say crazy stuff out of nowhere.

10. I
can tell you every word from beginning to ending of Wallbanger by Alice Clayton
and One Night Series by A.M. Willard.

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There were three men in this world I thought I could trust and two of them had just betrayed me. Everything I’d thought I’d known about my life, about the people I loved, all of it was gone. I found myself staring at a pack of lies with no idea just how deep they went.

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Fading Memories By A.M. Willard ♥ Cover Reveal

Fading Memories

by A.M. Willard

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Contemporary Inspirational Romance

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Synopsis

Passion isn’t always
enough to heal a broken heart; love isn’t always enough to guide you through
the darkness.

Can
love cure all things despite its hardships?

Endorsements

“A.M.
Willard writes a sweet, yet gripping romance, full of angst, promise, and hope.
Fading Memories will restore your faith in love.” Author Silla Webb.

“A.M.
Willard has the combination to unlock your heart. This is a elegantly written
book and an emotional journey that I highly recommend reading.” Author Addison
Kline.

“Lives entwined as intricately as a lovers’ knot, Dakota
balances his need to get closer to Izzie with her need for distance in a battle
of wills where love and acceptance is the ultimate prize.” Author Libby
Austin.

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A.M. Willard was born and raised in the Panhandle of Florida, but
resides in Savannah GA with her husband, son, two cats, one rotten dog, and her
six chickens. Yes, we said chickens…

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Coletrane (Bad Boys of Retribution MC) By Rie Warren ♥ Release Blitz

Title: Coletrane

Series: Bad Boys of Retribution MC

Author: Rie Warren

Genre: MC Romance

Release Date: August 25, 2015

Coletrane:

Her name is Sinclair Chatham. Sin. That’s exactly what she is—walking, talking, in the flesh sin. She’s haughty, privileged, so goddamn starlet sexy, with an ass I want to grab and spank raw.

I want her to give herself over to me. I want her to lose that polished princess veneer. I want to strip away the money, the manicures, the maids, the immaculate façade.

I need her to be mine. But I’m a grunt. A biker. A tattoo artist. I’m blue collar all the way, and her family will probably shit bricks if they ever meet me.

Not to mention, I’m running from a bad past that’s about to catch up with me.

Sinclair:

I would never go for Cole in a million years. He’s gruff, rough around the edges—and covered in ink. He’s unapologetic, demanding, and sometimes scary as hell. He tells me what he wants, how he wants it, and why he’s going to ruin me for all other men.

Coletrane destroys my vanity, gets inside my head while he gets into my bed, and I can’t say no to him. He’s not what I expected—tender at times, taking no prisoners at others. He breaks me down, builds me up.

He is not my type.

They say opposites attract, and they’re right. I just didn’t expect him to turn my cushy life upside down and inside out. But it’s too late, and someone’s going to get hurt.

GODDAMN. SIN LOOKED FIIINE. It was a Saturday. I guessed her idea of slumming it was wearing a sarong that bared the length of one of her amazing thighs, a pair of sandals that wrapped up her calves in soft leather, and a strapless top that hugged her fuckhot figure in all the right places.

And her idea of going ghetto must’ve been trawling down here by the train yards.

Shock carried across Sin’s face as she took in Trixxie, me, and the aforementioned cock ring.

“Oh, hon. You worried about a little cock ring? Cole has things up his sleeves you ain’t even—”

“Trixx,” I cut her off midstream.

“Yeah. Yeah. I’ll zip it.” Swooping into one of the back rooms, she poked her head out for a final zinger. “Call me if you need a fluffer for her.”

Sinclair stood just inside the door, shafts of sunlight making a halo of her hair. “Are you with her?”

“No. We’re coworkers. I don’t fuck where I earn money.”

“Then how does she know about your cock rings?” Staring at the silver ring I closed my fingers around, she perfected the hands on hips stance once again.

“Why? You jealous?” One of my eyebrows hooked up.

“Hardly.” She flicked back her amazing pure blonde curls and peered at me. “Just seems like something personal.”

“We tattoo and pierce each other, see half-naked bodies all day long. Ain’t much that’s personal around here, precious.” I punched my knuckles down on the counter, the muscles in my shoulders and arms bunching. “Your driver waiting outside?”

“No. I drove myself. I have my own license and everything.” She used that same give it to me, big boy breathy voice she’d taunted me with last night.

Like she knew exactly what I thought about her—overprivileged, unused to hard times, freewheeling and fancy-free without a care in the world.

Her soft green eyes widened to complete the look of total ingénue. Too bad her body spoke another story. And I knew she was taking me for a ride with this Little Miss So Innocent façade.

I stalked to the windows and checked outside. Then my mouth dropped open. I rocked on my heels. I looked some more.

I groaned. “You’re fucking kidding me.” Pressing my index finger to the window, I think I probably drooled. Like a fool. “Tell me that’s not yours.”

“All. Mine.” Her sultry whisper hit my neck, and damn, that was hot, but not as hot as the car illegally parked outside the shop.

A kick-ass ’77 Trans Am.

“Four hundred horsepower in that thing?” I asked.

“Kicks like a mule with the engine of a bull on ’roids.” Sin slid next to me as I goddamn salivated over the muscle car.

With the pop-out top windows and the massive hood bird decal an authentic red and black Firebird, the car was sex-on-four-wheels.

“Fuckin’ A.” I almost jizzed in my jeans. I wanted to fuck her in it, on it, see her drive it, and get behind the wheel with her in my lap. Fuck. “I thought you’d drive a Merc.”

“This is my weekend car.” Her fingers traipsed down my arm. “What can I say? I have a thing for hot rods.”

And I just happen to have the one for her.

It fucking thumped in my jeans.

Dragging myself away from the imminent girl plus car-gasm, I walked back to the counter and ignored the ancient black bakelight phone ringing at the far end.

“So, what can I do you for, Sin?”

And how soon can I do you?

“Sadie told me where you work.”

Of course she did.

I made no comment.

Sin glided across the floor as I heard Trixxie get on the horn in the room next door, answering the call I’d tuned out.

“I think I want some ink.” Sin stood right in front of me.

“What did you have in mind?”

“I’m not sure yet. Can I see some examples?”

We-elll, there were photos all over the walls, but I just so happened to have some living art to show her.

“Sure.” I whipped off my shirt.

I wasn’t a small boy. I was a badass man. The muscles came from daily workouts. The height—a mere six foot two that put Sin half a foot under me—matched my framework. The tats? They detailed memories, moments, people . . . my life.

Sin sucked in a breath and her eyes grew wide. She rounded the counter. Her touch on my chest fizzled through my skin, but I stood stock-still.

I remained silent except for a low grunt when she tugged on one of the nipple barbells.

“You weren’t kidding about the piercings.” Her warm gust of breath hit my skin, causing havoc to my willpower.

“I might be an asshole sometimes, but I never lie.”

She licked me, right across one of the barbells, right there in the middle of the shop.

My hand flew into her hair, and I pulled her back. “Unless you wanna get your pussy reamed across the counter right now, you better stand down.”

She moved back so suddenly she almost knocked over one of the boxes on the counter.

I shuddered all over, lifting half-mast eyes to her. “I’m not about to mar your perfect skin. Tattoos are off the table.”

She was gorgeous. Untouched. Peaches and cream and obviously protected from the hot South Carolina sun.

And she looked sooo damn good as she was, glaring at me.

“I don’t take no for an answer.” Her leg slid from the slit of her sarong as she cocked her hip and curled her lips.

“Too bad, precious. Ain’t gonna happen.” I smirked as I approached her. “And I’m more than happy to say no to you.”

“Then I’ll just get your colleague to do it.” Her arrogant chin lifted.

“The fuck you will. You don’t need another damn thing on you.” I set my lips to her ear. “You’re sexy. A stand-out. A walking wet dream.” I licked those lush lips I’d kissed the night before—just a taste. “There is something I wanna do to you though.”

“What?” she whispered, searching for my lips as I pulled away.

“I’ll pierce your nipples.”

Her mermaid eyes flicked to mine then down to my nipples. “Like yours?”

“Oh, no. Although I’m sure you’d like that.” Lifting my hands to my chest, I tugged on the two barbells and twisted them.

Hot flames of arousal coursed through me.

Sin moaned through parted lips.

I’d been hard before, but now my cock suddenly broke new records stiffness.

My voice dropped, and I skimmed a hand down the clenching ridged muscles of my abdomen. “It can make your nipples ultra sensitive.”

Her gaze drifted lower, following the path of my hand. “I can see that.”

Leaning forward, I whispered against her ear. “For you I’d do hoops. Pretty little ones for what I bet are your pretty little nipples. Hoops I can attach things to, charms . . . ” And weights. And delicate chains . . .

Oh hell yeah.

Sin licked her bombshell lips.

I set my teeth lightly on her earlobe then bit down with firmer pressure until she moaned.

Drawing back, I observed her with a lazy smile. She practically trembled, and it was an insane turn-on seeing her lose her control.

“Unless you’re too much of a good girl?”

“I’ll let you do it.” Her hair whipped over her shoulder as she met my burning gaze.

I inhaled harshly, the image of her baring her tits for me, holding still while I pierced her nipples, overwhelmed me with a surge of animal-like lust.

Not yet though.

Dragging my shirt back on, I grinned. “You have to earn it first.”

“What?” Her voice rose several octaves.

“You heard me.” I checked the clock.

Twenty minutes until my next appointment. Definitely not enough time to do what I wanted to with her. Not here. Not now.

Sin wouldn’t go down without a fight, of course. That was what made baiting her so damn fun.

She shoved me on the shoulder when I turned back to my sketch.

“Let’s get one thing absolutely clear, Cole. I’m the Executive Director of The Fairley-Chatham Family Foundation. I manage millions of dollars per annum. I might’ve been privileged”—she stomped her foot—“but I work for what I have, and I’m damn successful. So if you think you can keep treating me like some harebrained flake just because of where I come from—”

“Then act like it, precious.” I cut her off mid-riff.

Pressing up onto her tiptoes, she got in my face, hissing, “Stop calling me that.”

I glanced behind her, then quickly pushed her away from me. Three rough-looking hoodlums were outside with their hands all over her car.

“You need to leave now.” I prodded her to the door, going cold all over.

“But I’m not done—”

“You’re done. We are done.” My voice flinty hard, I urged her to hurry up as the gang bangers strutted inside.

I got out and loped around to Sin’s side. I liked the way she waited for me to open the door and help her out—she was a woman who knew she was quality.

With a flash of those long bare legs, she slid up against me. Her body felt incredible, curves in all the right places the perfect counterpoint to the hard muscles of mine.

Brushing the hair back from her temples, my fingers lingered at her neck where her pulse drummed against my skin. I leaned down and tasted her lips, quickly delving into her mouth before retreating with a smile.

“I hope you’re ready for this, precious, because I’m gonna eat you up.”

“Out here?” Her pale green eyes twinkled.

I pulled her away from the car and guided her up the steps that created an open breezeway in the apartment building. My place was at the top and overlooked a tennis court.

“You play?” she asked.

I unlocked my door and ushered her inside. “Hardly.”

Flicking the light switch, the tidy, tiny living room shifted into brightness, and just then a calico fur ball darted into the kitchen with screeching yeowl.

“What was that?” Sin pointed after the fleeing feline.

“I dunno. I think it’s a cat.” I rubbed a hand over my chin. “Could be a cross between a porcupine and an overgrown chipmunk? I call it Pincushion.”

As she giggled I waved vaguely around the four-room place. “So this is it. It’s not luxurious but—”

“It’s so clean.” She left my side to walk around the living room, her fingers occasionally coasting along the coffee table and the sound system set-up.

“Right? And I don’t even have a maid.” Lounging against the doorway opposite her, I winked.

“Shut up.” She rolled her eyes.

In just five long steps, I caged her against the wall. “Oh, I don’t think you want me to do that.”

I twisted her head up and crashed my lips to hers. My tongue lunged into her mouth, stroking hers. Brutal. Hard. Wet. I swallowed the whimper that escaped the back of her throat, and her hands flew to my ass to pull me all the way against her.

With a grunt, I tore my lips free, licking them to taste more of her.

A sneer of lust crossed my face, and my voice came out in a low deep rumble. “The things I’m gonna say to you tonight will make you so hot you’ll be begging me to fuck you harder, faster.” I nipped and licked the neck she arched for my tongue and teeth.

“Cole!” she gasped.

“Make your body ache for my cock.” I pressed my hips against her just once so she’d know what she was getting.

Then I stepped back, watching her as she panted. Her hair disheveled. Her tits jutting. Her eyes heavy.

“But we gotta talk about how this is gonna go down first,” I said.

“We do?” She slowly regained her composure. “This about the control thing again?”

“Mm hmm.” I dropped onto the couch and patted the cushion beside me.

She approached slowly and perched next to me.

“I want to push you to the limit. Find out what your limits are.”

“Is this about the power struggle,” she asked. “Does that get you off?”

“Not as much as you completely giving yourself over to me would.”

She hissed a sharp breath, her back arching unintentionally.

Damn. She might not like giving away control, but her body sure seemed interested in the idea.

Her voice a little shaky, she asked, “So is this a BDSM thing?”

I laughed, a long low sound. “Why, precious? Are you into the scene?”

“Of course not,” she snapped.

“Nothing wrong with that, you know?”

She narrowed her eyes on me. “I didn’t mean to imply that there was. Just—”

“You’re a good girl?”

Biting her lip, she gave a hesitant nod. She had no idea how hot she made me, just that little shot of insecurity in an otherwise totally impressive babe.

I scooted closer, dragging my fingers up her bare arm to the soft skin of her shoulder. “Wanna be my good girl?”

Again with the hesitant nod.

Jesus.

I withdrew my hand before I could be tempted to run it all over her smokin’ body. “It’s not a BDSM thing with me. I don’t call it that. Don’t call it anything. It’s just how I like to fuck.”

She made a small noise, and her thighs parted just a little bit. She was so ripe for this, right for me.

My voice lowered. “I don’t want to be your Dom or your Master or your Daddy. It’s not about pain. It’s about letting go. Finding out what gives you pleasure, and sometimes that’s not always orthodox.”

Her breath stuttered in an out as she shifted her gaze to me, her eyes sweeping over my face, my shoulders, my chest. “Do you ever just have sex?”

“Vanilla sex?”

Sin nodded, her cheeks turning a delicious shade of pink.

“I like all kinds of sex. Kinky. Straightforward fucking. Fast. Hard.” I turned toward her and kissed her lips between each subsequent word. “Long.” Kiss. “Slow.” A lingering touch of my tongue on hers. “ . . . anal.”

Her body snapped against mine, and her lips opened, her tongue rolling into my mouth.

After the soul scorching kiss that set my balls on edge, I eased my lips to her ear. “But if I’m really into a woman—and I’m really into you”—goddamn understatement—“I need to know it’s okay if I fuck you the way I want to.”

I leaned back. “So what do you say, Sin. Are you in?”

“I’m in.”

Rie is the badass, sassafras author of Sugar Daddy and the Don’t Tell series–a breakthrough trilogy that crosses traditional publishing boundaries beginning with In His Command. Her latest endeavors include the Carolina Bad Boys, a fun, hot, and southern-sexy series.

A Yankee transplant who has traveled the world, Rie started out a writer—causing her college professor to blush over her erotic poetry without one ounce of shame. Not much has changed. She swapped pen for paintbrushes and followed her other love during her twenties. From art school to marriage to children and many a wild and wonderful journey in between, Rie has come home to her calling. Her work has been called edgy, daring, and some of the sexiest smut around.

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Title: Storms Over Secrets (Over #3)

Author: J.A. DeRouen

Genre: New Adult

Release Date: September 14, 2015

Cover Design: Mae I Design And Photography

Promises are lies dressed up for the party.
Secrets poison the fairest of fairy tales.
Lies stain the purest of loves.

I’ve paid the ultimate price for my choices. The tendrils of those sins bind me to my past. The remnants of my love hold me captive.

Then he walks into my life, and makes me believe in second chances. He awakens feelings in me I know I shouldn’t have. I yearn for a future without guilt. With him, I dream of a love untainted.

Regret is a far-reaching emotion. It barrels through time like a blazing comet, and its path isn’t always straight. No matter what I feel, I cannot bring myself to regret the time I’ve spent with Cain.

But it doesn’t mean I can have him.

My name is Celia Lemaire and this is my story of broken promises.

Storms Over Secrets is the third book in The Over Series, a group of interconnected standalone novels.

Celia rips the book from my hands and shelters it in her chest behind crossed arms. “Ha ha! You think you’re so funny. I especially like your squeaky rendition of the maiden,” she says, managing to look embarrassed and pissed all at once.

“Ah, you liked that, did you? I tried my best to do that fine piece of literature justice.” I cross my arms and grin smugly.

“It is, in fact, a fine piece of literature,” she says as she pulls the book from her chest and checks out the cover. “The Affairs of the Duke of Hamptonshire is very thought-provoking.”

“Oh, I’m sure it provokes something,” I say with a chuckle as I grab the book from her hands and flip to the back cover. “’Join the Duke as he ravages innocent maidens throughout London.’ I have to say—I think it’s fan-fucking-tastic that you read books like this. You just surprised me, that’s all.”

Celia releases a huge, pent-up sigh and falls next to me on the couch. She shrugs and twists her hands in her lap. “Marlo got it for me. She prefers the rock star romance books, but she thought I may appreciate something a little more … old fashioned.”

“Like English royalty?”

“Well, yeah,” she whispers, her lips turning to a slight frown and the blush from her cheeks creeping across her face and down her neck. “Since I don’t date, I don’t … well, you know … so she thought this would be a good way to release some tension.”

I resist the smile tugging on my lips because I don’t want her to think I’m making fun of her, but damn if she isn’t the cutest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.

“It seems to me this book would only serve to build up more tension, but what do I know?” I keep my voice in the most serious tone I can muster.

“She’s ordering me something for that, too,” she says before slamming her hand over her mouth, completely shocked by what she just revealed.

“Oh no you don’t,” I order, pulling her hand from her mouth. “You can’t drop a bomb and clam up on me. Celia Lemaire are you getting a—”

She turns her head, closes her eyes, and scrunches her face. The thought of Celia lying in her bed, reading a smutty book, with a battery-operated device has my dick at attention and blood coursing through my veins at high speed. I want to throw my hands up in the air, hollering, “I volunteer as tribute!” This little project has my name written all over it, but she just doesn’t know it yet.

“Uh uh,” I say as I tug her chin up and make her meet my eyes. I continue my questioning with a scandalous whisper. “Are you getting a … vibrator?”

“Ugh! If there is a God, will He please swallow me up into the ground to avoid this embarrassment? I think I’m going to die,” she cries as she covers her face with both hands and nosedives into my lap.

Watch your aim, little fairy, or you’re about to get WAY more than you bargained for!

I stealthily shift my position to keep her from bumping my boner. It’s been only a day since my vow to man up and make my move. But I don’t think this situation could be any more perfect. Celia, head in my lap, already primed with a lady boner thanks to Duke Hamptonshire?

Thank you, universe. I owe you for this one.

J.A. Derouen lives in South Louisiana with her husband, son (aptly nicknamed “The Professor”), and her furry friend, Scout. She has earned bachelor’s degrees in psychology and nursing. When she’s not writing or inhaling romance novels by the stack, she works as a women’s health nurse. She’s been an avid reader and daydreamer since childhood, and she’s never stopped turning the page to get to the next happily ever after.

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The Finale of the Kingsmen MC Series is now available!

*** Warning- This book is intended for those over 18years of age due to mature and sexual content. ***

You’ve followed the Kingsmen from Jay and Lil’s epic love story all the way through Clink and Charlie’s tumultuous love affair. You’ve met everyone in between. Now, read the conclusion to the Kingsmen MC series.

Can Jay and Lil’s keep strong amongst the turmoil that inevitably comes with club life?
Can Charlie and Clink find a way back to each other, beyond the betrayal that plagued them?
And what about the newest Kingsmen? Can T.J. get past his guilt from losing a girl he thought he could share something with? Em’s murder ripped into his soul, his conscience. Will he risk feeling that again, to find love?

In this last installment of the Kingsmen MC, follow the twists and turns of the motorcycle club that has captured your hearts as it’s threatened to be torn apart at the seams.
Some of them will love, some will lose, but all will show the strength, the loyalty, the passion, and the grit that has made the Kingsmen what they are.
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Seaside Nights By Melissa Foster ♥ Release Blitz

Title: Seaside Nights (Love In Bloom: Seaside Summers, #5)

Author: Melissa Foster

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: August 12, 2015

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Fall in love with Sky Lacroux and Sawyer Bass in Seaside Nights, the fifth book in the Seaside Summers series by New York Times bestselling author Melissa Foster!

Sky Lacroux has finally realized her dream and opened her own tattoo shop in Provincetown, Massachusetts. She’s happy as can be, preparing the shop for its grand opening and renting a cottage in the Seaside community while renovations to her new apartment are being completed. The only thing missing is the one thing she longs for, and has no control over—love.

Sawyer Bass, a professional boxer, plays his guitar at a local bar to escape the painful reality of his father’s deteriorating health and a recent health warning of his own. But when he spots a stunning brunette across the room, escaping reality goes out the window, and the beautiful woman becomes the focus of his next song—and maybe even the rest of his life.

When Sawyer walks into Sky’s tattoo shop and sees the woman from the bar—Sky—the chemistry between them is instant. Sawyer is everything Sky could ever hope for in a man. He’s honest, loving, sensitive, and potently virile—but boxing goes against everything Sky believes in. The closer they become, the more she realizes that her alpha boxer is waging his own emotional battle—only the battle she thinks he’s waging isn’t the one that threatens to tear them apart.

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Melissa Foster is a New York Times & USA Today bestselling and award-winning author. She writes sexy and heartwarming contemporary romance, new adult romance (M/F, M/M, F/F), romantic suspense, thrillers, and historical fiction with emotionally compelling characters that stay with you long after you turn the last page. Melissa also co-writes the Love on Rockwell Island series with New York Times bestselling author Bella Andre. Melissa’s emotional journeys are lovingly erotic and always family oriented. Her books have been recommended by USA Today’s book blog, Hagerstown Magazine, The Patriot, and several other print venues. She is the founder of the World Literary Café. When she’s not writing, Melissa helps authors navigate the publishing industry through her author training programs on Fostering Success.

Melissa has painted and donated several murals to The Hospital for Sick Children in Washington, DC. Her interests include her family, reading, writing, painting, friends, helping others see the positive side of life, and visiting Cape Cod.

Melissa is available to chat with book clubs and welcomes comments and emails from her readers. Visit Melissa on social media or her personal website. Never miss a release! Follow Melissa here on Amazon and sign up for her newsletter: www.MelissaFoster.com/Newsletter

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