She – Part 2 By Annabel Fanning ♥ Release Blitz

She – Part 2 by Annabel Fanning

Date of Publication: October 1, 2015

Blurb

I recently saw a photograph with the saying: “create what you wish existed”. I

took that saying to heart in bringing She Part 1 & 2 to life. Within them, I wanted

to write about a couple where everything goes right — no roadblocks, no drama-

for-dramas-sake, no bullshit — just simplicity. Why, you might ask? Because I

want to show that it’s possible. I want that passionate, playful, all-consuming,

heart-wrenching love to exist, so I created it in these books and in these

characters.

I’d like to live in a world where everyone knows that they are worthy and

deserving of this type of romance: the game-changing, breathtaking, smile-

inducing romance. And that everyone can experience this type of pleasure: the

erotic, earth-shatteringly-good, yet grounded in equality and respect type of

pleasure. That’s why I wrote this story.

I’ve loved every single minute that I’ve been immersed in their world, and I hope

you are able to experience as much fun and laughter while reading it, as I did

writing it. Send me an email or a message with your thoughts or questions. I’d be

happy to hear from you.

Big love, Annabel x

Blurb:

LOVE and SEX at once is a powerful combination. LOVE and SEX in Paris is better.

Dive in to Annabel Fanning’s stunning follow up to the bestselling She Part 1. In

this sequel Annabel continues to effortlessly marry several genres. From laugh-

out-loud comedy to steaming erotica to heart pounding romance, She Part 2 has

it all.

Picking up where Part 1 left off, Gemima and Logan escape Paris for the weekend

to indulge in all manner of pleasurable things on the French Riviera. Relaxation,

sightseeing and sex — it’s a perfect combination!

Once back in Paris, life hands out a few surprises, from troublesome ex-

boyfriends, to changes at work, to a heartwarming best friends confession. But

the lead up to Logan’s birthday brings one event that Gemima must conquer (and

try her best not to say anything inappropriate which, you know, is hard for her!)

She must meet Logan’s parents, and his bastard of a brother…

Taking place over thirteen electric days, She Part 2 continues to explore love, sex

and a relationship unlike any other you’ve ever read.

“We’ve been vulnerable right from the very start. Completely open, completely

honest. No red tape, no bullshit, no drama. Just real.” For readers 18+ over only.

Contains very explicit sexual content, and an ending that will make you smile.

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Annabel Fanning began writing songs as a child, the most memorable of which

was entitled: “Tropical Night in Switzerland”. Throughout her teens, songwriting

was the most rebellious form of expression that she was willing to partake in (no

tattoos, drugs, or biker boys), and her love for storytelling developed. There was

just one problem: music wasn’t her passion. A month before her 20th birthday

whilst sitting under the Californian sun a few deck chairs down from Robert

Pattinson, inspiration struck, and Annabel began writing her first novel. The years

passed and now at 26, Annabel has written a handful of novels, which she plans

on releasing throughout 2015/16.

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Excerpt:

The bar is noisy, dark, and bustling with Friday night activity. A large crowd of

people stands between me, in the doorway, and the bar itself — my destination.

I’m motionless on my sky-high heels, observing the scene. Then I sway a little

unsteadily, no doubt due to the copious amount of wine that I drank at dinner. I

flatten my dress, straighten my posture, lift my head high and demand my usual

composure to resume. OK, so composure might be too strong a word to describe

my usual state. But tonight I’m not myself; I am, quite literally, being someone

else. Don’t fuck this up, I tell myself, as nerves unexpectedly take ahold of me. It

doesn’t help that I’ve never played the type of game that I’m about to play… Just

do it how they do it in the movies.

I peer through the mass of people and spot him, sitting alone at the far end of the

bar, waiting. Then I start walking, parting the crowded room as I go, batting my

eyelashes at those I pass, smiling cordially, getting myself into the appropriate

mindset for the game ahead.

It feels good in here; the other visitors are lively, and upbeat, and happy. On the

other side of the crowd the room seems somehow quieter. I can hear the music

playing from speakers above (an old-fashioned jazz tune), and for a few moments

my attention is taken by the splendour of the decor. It is to die for: art-deco

everything, just as advertised. I observe the bay windows, beyond which the dark

night conceals the view of the ocean that I’ve waited years to see. Tomorrow, I

think. Right now I have another, more urgent thing to attend to.

My eyes fix on the man sitting alone at the bar. My target, my game plan, my kill

of the night. My stomach jolts. Jeez, he’s gorgeous, and he’s dressed in

accordance with the style of the room: smart black suit pants contain his long

legs, a crisp white shirt accentuates his taut, muscular torso, black suspenders hug

his body in a way that I’m envious of, and a light pink bow tie sits under his

stubbled neck and jaw and just so happens to match the colour of my dress.

Perfect. His medium-blonde hair is slicked back, completing the look. He is

breathtaking, a flawless mix of classically handsome and modernly sexy.

He looks up at me for the briefest of moments, then looks away, and then does a

double take. I’ve captured his attention. Good, I think. Very good! He looks me up

and down, openly, brazenly, and my nerves make themselves known once more.

Cool it, Gem, I warn myself. You can do this, I give myself a pep talk. Just don’t

break character first.

The man’s engaging pale-green eyes are alight as he surveys me; I can see within

them the same desire that I feel within myself. Good, I think again. We’re both

here for the same reason — to pick up.

My nerves somewhat calmed, I continue walking until I’m two seats away from

him and I pull out a barstool. His eyes widen slightly. Hmm, did he think I was

going to sit next to him? Did he think I was going to make it that easy? I smile to

myself, tearing my eyes away from his beautiful face. Instead I sit, and turn my

attention towards the barman.

“Votre spécial pour la soirée, s’il vous plaît,” I smile. Your special for the evening,

please.

He nods and goes about getting my drink. On my left I can feel the man’s eyes on

me, he’s piercing me with his gaze, so much so that I’m drawn, like a moth to a

flame, to look at him. When I do he smiles at me, dimples becoming pronounced

in his chiseled cheeks, and I feel a current of carnal longing head straight for my

groin. Him…and I…oh, this is going to be a good night!

He leans forward across the vacant seat between us, to ask me, “Would you like

to play a game?”

I can’t help but smile back. I thought we already were, I say in my mind. Out loud,

I answer with a nonchalant shrug, “Sure.”

His smile broadens slightly, drawing my eyes to look at his full, pink lips. “Say I like

cops without your lips touching.”

Immediately I do as he asks, but my words come out as I like cocks rather than

cops, causing both of us to burst into immature giggles. I roll my eyes at him.

The ice broken, the man points to the empty seat between us. “May I?” he asks.

“Sure,” I say again, this time a little more warmly.

He moves over to sit next to me and a sudden, exciting, electrical charge begins to

build between us. It’s potent right from the off, and makes my heart hammer in

my chest. We look at each other, both of us feeling it, both of us instinctively

knowing where our night is headed.

“What’s your name?” he wants to know.

“Let’s not,” I say immediately, shaking my head. “Let’s keep that a mystery,” I

request.

He nods his agreement, a smile playing on the edge of his lips. Then the bartender

delivers my drink, and my late-night rendezvous raises his own glass up to toast

mine.

“Cheers,” I say as seductively as I can.

We both take a drink, never taking our eyes off of one another. The charge keeps

building. It’s hot and steamy inside this bubble we’re in.

“Miss. No-Name, you look phenomenal,” the stranger coos, his voice full of allure,

the tips of his fingers teasing my knee.

I shift out of his reach. I can tease him too, I think slyly. “Thank you,” I grin at him.

“Do you like my dress? It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” My knee-length, light-pink dress

with intricate black-bead detailing might just be the most special garment I’ve

ever had the pleasure of wearing. It fits over my five-foot-seven, svelte hour-glass

frame in a confidence-boosting manner.

“Very,” he compliments. “Much like its inhabitant,” he says.

I ignore his latter comment. “My boyfriend bought it for me,” I tell him, proudly.

“Your—your boyfriend?” he stammers, looking surprised. “Where is he tonight?”

he asks, looking around the crowded room.

“Upstairs. In our room,” I explain quickly. “He’s…working,” I lie. “We just had a

late dinner, during which he partially pleasured me under the table,” I overshare.

Seriously, Gem, is that how you speak to a stranger? Move right along, I order

myself. “Now he’s working.”

“Only partially?” the stranger seems perturbed. The look in his eyes tells me that

he’d like nothing more than to remedy my situation. “I don’t like the sound of

your boyfriend. No wonder you’re down here, prowling,” he says, his eyes

gleaming.

My heart hammers even harder in my chest. “I wasn’t going to let a good night go

to waste,” I shrug, attempting to be nonchalant once more.

“Just as well,” he smiles at me; a smile that I feel all over my body. He sucks on his

bottom lip in that unconscious way he does… Shit! I shake my head. You don’t

know this man, I remind myself.

Refocussing myself, I ask, “And you, stranger? Are you here with someone?”

“No,” he shakes his head quickly. “I’m here alone.” He lifts his glass to take

another swig. I smell that he’s drinking whiskey, straight, and I revel in knowing

that I’ll taste it on his tongue soon. Very soon.

I can’t keep a smile from forming on my lips. “I was hoping that might be the

case,” I confess. Then, bravely, I lean in and press my lips against his for a brief

moment before forcing his mouth open with my tongue and brushing it against

his. Mmm, he tastes delicious. Our eyes are open and locked on each other the

whole time. I brush my tongue slowly against his again, smiling at the same time,

before I pull back and suck on my own bottom lip, whispering, “I like whiskey.”

His face lights up. Oh, this is so much fun!

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She: Part 1

LOVE and SEX at once, is a powerful combination.

Escape into Annabel Fanning’s feel-good bestselling erotic debut. She Part 1 is a

contemporary and humorous look into the lives of two people who are on the

precipice of true love. The novel uniquely crosses several genres, mixing first-

grade erotica seamlessly with women’s lit and breathtaking romance.

The story unfolds over sixteen thrilling and erotically-charged days, during which

the reader is thrust into the heart of Paris, the novels backdrop, and into the daily

lives of the construction world’s elite.

Logan Leary is a reformed bad-boy who moved to the city of love fifteen years ago

to start his life over. Now he owns one of Paris’s most successful companies and

leads as seemingly charmed life. There’s just one thing missing: Gemima Samuels.

Gemima Samuels moved to Paris with her down-on-his-luck boyfriend eight years

ago. She coasted through life (in that annoying way we sometimes do) until her

boyfriend cheated on her and life dealt her a wake up call. Choosing to start

afresh, Gemima ends her relationship and quits her job before being hired by the

most prestigious interior design firm in the city.

A supposedly inconsequential lunch date turns out to be the start of something

phenomenal that will change both of their lives forever.

“Everything about Logan is new to me. Everything. He is the difference between

watching television in black and white, verses watching it in colour: he adds

dynamic and depth and stimulation when my life used to be so dull.”

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Swelter by Nina G. Jones ♥ Release Blitz

Title: Swelter

Author: Nina G. Jones

Genre: Erotic Romance

Release Date: October 1, 2015

Synopsis

I married the right brother.

At least that’s what I tell myself at night, when I stare at the ceiling and listen to the rhythm of the grandfather clock down the hall. It never feels like the mere passage of time, but a countdown towards something inevitable.

Bobby Lightly is selfish, irresponsible, and careless. I haven’t seen him since the day I married his brother. He slipped out during the wedding reception without a word.

A year later, I heard Bobby was drafted to Korea. He never said goodbye to anyone. Never sent a letter. We had all come to terms with the fact that he was probably dead somewhere, either a victim of the war or its aftermath.

That is, until in the midst of an unrelenting heatwave, he showed up at the doorstep of the house I lived in with his brother.

Everyone thinks I’m cruel. Everyone thinks I should be easy on him. They think I don’t understand him. They all think I hate him.

But what no one understands is that it was Bobby who broke my heart.

And I think he’s back to do it again.

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Excerpt

The dim porch light spotlighted Bobby. I tried not to look, but it only took seconds to fall in. He took a swig out of the long-necked bottle. His sandy brown hair was knotted back carelessly, most of it not long enough to reach the ponytail, so that the locks collapsed in reckless waves. Until his return, I had never seen him like that. The Lightlys always kept their boys clean-cut. He was almost twenty when I saw him last and in those few years he had transformed into a man. His stubble framed a sharp jawline, and only made his roguish smile more mischievous. No one around here dressed or kept their hair like Bobby. And like his fits of quiet, it added to his mystery. Outwardly he would be silent, but quiet Bobby was always the loudest to me. I could almost hear his mind racing with thoughts, a tension that swirled around him like a silent storm. So while he didn’t say a word, I always felt like he was tearing the space apart. I could feel the air pressure change as Bobby raged internally. For all of his yapping growing up, during these silent “fits” was when I felt closest to him.

We didn’t say anything for a minute or so. We used to do this sometimes, when we were teenagers. When Bobby and I weren’t fighting over something, or sometimes just after we did and had exhausted each other, we would just sit together. Sometimes we would talk, other times we wouldn’t.

It seemed Bobby didn’t want to pressure me to talk and so it was me who spoke the first words.

“So is it the heat?”

“Hmm?” he asked.

“Why you can’t sleep.”

“Oh,” he replied, the steady creaking of the porch swing a backtrack to his words. “No, I don’t mind it. I just sleep in the raw.” He winked.

I fought a smile and shook my head at him.

Bobby leaned forward, stopping the swing. The silence this created punctuated his next words. “It’s um . . . before the war I used to sleep like a rock every night. After, well sometimes I do, other nights I don’t.”

“Oh,” I replied, my arms crossed as I kicked at a dry leaf on the floor.

“Want some?” Bobby tipped his beer towards me.

“Oh no, I’m fine.”

“Come on, you’ve always loved some beer.”

“Things change.”

“Oh yes they do,” he leaned back and got to rocking, “but the taste for beer. That never does.” He raised an eyebrow playfully.

I glanced up at the little bugs dancing around the porch light, reminding myself not to become like them.

About The Author

Nina G. Jones is the author of the bestselling novel DEBT, the Strapped Series and the erotic romance, Gorgeous Rotten Scoundrel.

Her next novel, Swelter, releases on October 1st, 2015.

Nina LOVES connecting with readers. You can connect with her via Facebook, Twitter, or through this site.

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Becoming James Black By Skye Turner ♥ Release Blitz

Title: Becoming James Black

Series: James Black #2

Author: Skye Turner

Genre: Adult Romance

Release Date: October 1, 2015

Blurb

A boy with nothing, but who was never invisible.

A girl whose beauty was her greatest curse.

Two people brought together by circumstance who have nothing left to lose and everything to gain.

When who you are is based on where you come from, you make your own rules.

When having a future means you have to escape the past, you do what’s necessary to survive.

When you’ve only known lies and manipulation, sometimes the only option available is becoming…Someone else.

***Warning: This book covers very delicate and emotional topics that may be unsuitable for some readers. Serious issues are discussed. Topics that are triggers for certain readers are contained in the work.

**This book contains graphic language, sexual situations, and hard limits for certain readers. Reader Discretion is advised. Not intended for readers under the age of 18.

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Author Bio

Skye Turner is an avid reader and an editor turned International Bestselling Author of the Sexy Adult Romance series Bayou Stix, the Romantic Suspense series James Black, and the Erotic Romance Short Story Serial, Dear Diary.

She attended Southeastern Louisiana University and Louisiana State University where she majored in Mass Communications, centering her studies in Journalism. Unfortunately, life intervened and she never finished her studies.

She lives in small town Louisiana with her husband, two children, and six fur babies.

When she’s not chained to her laptop pounding out sexy stories she can usually be found playing ‘Supermom’, reading, gardening (playing in the dirt), listening to music and dancing like a fool, cooking, baking, crafting, or spending time with those most important to her.

She loves to incorporate pieces of her home state of Louisiana into her writing.

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F#ck Forbidden By Ava Jackson ♥ Release Blitz

Title: F#ck Forbidden (Boxed Set)

Author: Ava Jackson

Genre: Erotic Romance

Release Date: September 24, 2015

Synopsis

The filthiest boxed set you’ll read all year!

If you can’t handle two dominant brothers who want to introduce you to their filthy mouths and huge cocks, this isn’t the book for you. Carry on.

STEPBROTHER MASTER

Three months.

Three months trapped on a ranch in remote Montana with my mom’s latest husband … and his dark, brooding son.

I shouldn’t care that my new stepbrother’s talent with ropes goes beyond lassoing stray cattle.

I shouldn’t care that his every look says he wants me … but he’s going to fight it to the bitter end.

I shouldn’t care that as the summer rolls on, my fascination overwhelms my better judgment and now I’m dying to call my stepbrother … Master.

HIS PLAYTHING

An ass you could bounce a quarter off of.

That’s the sight that greets me of my new roommate as he f*cks a blonde on the kitchen table.

That’s right before I get an eyeful of his giant cock. Cue wet panties.

Oh, and did I mention he’s a Navy SEAL?

One semester. That’s as long as I have to last—and then I’m gone, graduated, off into the real world.

But can I survive that long without becoming … his plaything?

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Loud female moans immediately struck my ears. My face flushed slightly. Had he left a porno playing or something? I’d probably have to get used to that kind of thing, if I was going to live with a dude. The moans grew louder—and sounded more real. Was there a real live woman here? Oh, shit, what if I had the wrong address? I crept further into the apartment … and finally saw my new stepbrother.

Naked as a jaybird. Fucking the daylights out of a blonde on the dining-room table.

I almost screamed and instead made a choked gasp. Nixon’s head turned at the noise. Our eyes locked. I expected him to yell or freak out, maybe even laugh. But he just looked mildly surprised. Like I’d interrupted him while he was deep in a good book instead of a human being.

He pulled out and turned to face me. His partner sat up to see what the hell was going on. She looked like a Barbie doll, with large, fake breasts and a long bleach-blonde mane. Her heavily made-up eyes widened at the sight of me. But my eyes had zeroed in on Nixon’s crotch—on his long, thick, throbbing erection, barely contained by the slick latex stretched tight around it.

“Hi, sis,” he said casually.

Just those two words. What the hell? My brain was exploding and my stomach was imploding and all he could say was hi, sis?A strangled squeak escaped me, and I fled down the hall like a terrified rabbit. Somehow I managed to hold onto my suitcases instead of flinging them at his face.

By sheer dumb luck, I found the empty guest room and slammed the door behind me. My face was on fire. I had acted disgusted with him, and for the most part, I was. But on another level—something more primal, clawing up from the pit of my belly—everything I’d witnessed was burned into my mind.

I couldn’t stop replaying the scene I’d stumbled into. How could something so huge even fit inside someone? The only guy I’d ever slept with hadn’t been nearly Nixon’s size. But that woman’s moans had been so loud, and Nixon’s cock had glistened with her wetness when he turned to face me. She must have felt good. Amazing, even. His taut ass had clenched hard with the sheer force of his thrusts. With a cock like that, you’d think he’d barely have to move to make a woman come. I shifted from foot to foot, trying to ease the tension gathering between my legs.

About Ava Jackson

Ava enjoys naughty things. She’s drawn to the forbidden and taboo, and writes kink that makes you think. Raised in Idaho, Ava now lives on the East Coast with her husband, and two dogs.

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Dark Boundaries (The Boundaries Series) by Michelle Horst ♥ Sale Blitz

Title: DARK BOUNDARIES (The Boundaries Series, #1)

Author: Michelle Horst

Released: February 9, 2015

Genre: Dark Romance

Blurb

He stole me.

He broke me.

I’m being auctioned for Fifty thousand dollars.

Now, I don’t belong to anyone but strangely enough I wanted to belong to him.

It’s his eyes … I lost myself in them.

__________

Authors Note and WARNING: Dark Boundaries is a work of fiction intended for adult readers above 18. It contains dark and sensitive subject matter that may make readers uncomfortable.

Contains explicit language and descriptions of sexual situations.

STANDALONE, NO CLIFFHANGER, HEA

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Excerpt

This is not happening!

This can’t be happening!

That man just hit Riza! He could have killed her.

It’s all some horrible nightmare. We are not in the back of a van being taken to God-only-knows-where.

My stomach and ribs ache something fierce from where Warren kicked me. I tear my eyes away from Riza, who is still unconscious. I’m so worried about her. I pull Kelly closer to me, trying to comfort both of us.

The van slows down. When it comes to a full stop, it causes all my muscles to tense and quiver. I send up a silent prayer. Please, don’t let them hurt us!

The sound of metal turning on metal makes me press my back hard into the wall behind me. I pull Kelly tighter against my chest. The van door swings open. Garrett looks very unhappy as he glares into the back of the van.

“Put her with the others!” Warren commands and then he shoves a plump girl into Garrett’s arms.

“Let’s get back to the house. We need to get started,” Garrett says as he picks the new girl up and forces her into the back. She scrambles over Riza to get to the other corner. She looks terrified. I’m sure we all look the same, scared out of our minds.

“Can’t wait to break them in,” Warren says with a dark smirk.

Break us in? What the hell is he talking about?

My eyes meet Kelly’s terrified ones, and fresh tears spill over my cheeks. The realization of what happened and what is happening hits hard. Oh my God! We’re being kidnapped!

“Close your eyes,” Garrett whispers.

My eyes dart to his and I can’t believe they fooled us like that. He doesn’t look like a killer. I was actually starting to like him before they took us. They all look so decent. I would never have suspected any of them being able to hurt a fly, no less any of us.

“Close your eyes,” he whispers again. “There’s nothing you can do. It will be easier if you try to get some rest while you can.”

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TWISTED BOUNDARIES (The Boundaries Series, #2)

I live a life of darkness.

They sold my brother for money.

I was kept to make money for them.

I thought I escaped it all, but the monster is back.

I’m not worth anything to him anymore, so now he’s going after my brother.

There are only two things I fear; the darkness and water.

I’m not scared of pain.

I’m not scared of death.

I’m prepared to die and to make sure that monster goes with me.

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Authors Note and WARNING: Dark Boundaries is a work of fiction intended for adult readers above 18. It contains dark and sensitive subject matter that may make readers uncomfortable.

Contains explicit language and descriptions of sexual situations.

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About the Author

Michelle Horst is thirty seven years old and is from South Africa.

She’s been in love with reading from an early age. She has a passion for all things books, but she has an ultimate soft spot for nature and animals.

She first tried her hand at writing in early 2009 and as the first words started to form into a book, she knew she was hooked. Dreams spilled onto pages, and that was the beginning of a wonderful journey.

One filled with joy. One filled with passion and heart stopping moments.

But most of all, it’s filled with such pride and peace as a story comes to life, and characters fill your life, living in the very walls of your mind, living in the minds of your readers. There is nothing as satisfying as that.

Thank you for each and every story you share with me.

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Surrender (Coalition Mates) By Sarah Marsh ♥ Cover Reveal

Title: Surrender

Genre: Science Fiction / Romance / Erotica

Coalition Mates #4

Seduce me with words.

Inspire me with passion.

Blind me with longing.

Break me with need.

Bind me with love

Sally Owens was content to spend her life hiding in plain sight, as long as no one got too close or tried to wrestle the reigns away from her that is…

When she goes out for a night on the town to troll for the new Mr. Right Now, getting kidnapped and shipped out into space was NOT what she had in mind. But above all else Sally is a survivor and she soon comes up with a plan to thrive in this new world.

Arkenon Quinn, Courtesan Guild Master on the planet of Sirus, is informed that one of the new human refugees wants to join the Courtesan Guild and he was of course curious. However, when he meets the audacious and beautiful Sally he finds himself signing up to be the one to mentor her against his better judgement. What he could never have anticipated was how quickly this fascinating creature would steal his heart and force him to do something he’s never had to do before- chase a female.

Will Sally’s painful past keep her from finding a future with the man who’s like no other she’s ever met? Or will she have the strength to place her body and soul in Arkenon’s extremely capable hands?

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The Coalition Mates series is a science fiction romance with a liberal amount of humour thrown in, my goal with these books was to create something light and fun, with a good bit of grumble and grunt… who doesn’t enjoy that right?

I’ll tell you a little about myself before the book excerpts. I live in British Columbia, Canada; I have all my life. I went to culinary school and studied Pastry Arts, working as a Pastry Chef in Vancouver for five years. But the commute into the city got to me and I had to change careers back to an office.  I still work full time; I now work for a sporting goods wholesaler in accounting…which is where my twitchy creative side began to get restless…and as my Baba used to say, “Idle hands are the Devils playthings.” Or in my case, idle hands get me into all sorts of trouble; so I go a little bananas on the hobby side of things. I still love to cook and bake, I do a large amount of recipe creating and the boys at work certainly appreciate being sacrificed as taste testers. I am also a stress knitter, to the point that I had to open my own Etsy shop to unload some of the scarves I make. Realistically there’re only so many scarves a gal can make and keep for herself before people start to judge you…. I also paint when the muse hits me, mostly abstract in acrylics. I love to garden and grow things, have a weakness for all animals, and an un-natural obsession for making jam. I literally made 24 different kinds of jam last summer, it’s a bit of a problem….but there’s just so many different kinds you can create! Who am I to say no to see what Tiger’s Blood jam would taste like? (it’s strawberry, watermelon and coconut by the way….and it was AMAZEBALLS.)

I’ve always had a love of reading, science fiction and paranormal genres have always fascinated me, so once I found myself addicted to romance novels it really only made sense that the sci fi romance genre drew me like a moth to a flame. I only started writing about a year ago, it took me a long time to get Sarah’s Crew to the point where I would let someone else read what I was writing, let alone send it into a publisher. But eventually I did and after one fairly nice rejection I moved on and found Siren. I’ve been so impressed at how supportive and helpful all the other Siren authors have been through this entire process, I’m a little on the shy side so the social media and marketing part of the writing process has been intimidating to say the least. My goal is to keep working on my writing skills and to hopefully improve with each book, and I hope that anyone who reads them enjoys the world that I’m trying to create!

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Broken Road (Breaking Black Series) By Addison Kline ♥ Release Blitz

TITLE : BROKEN ROAD

AUTHOR : ADDISON KLINE

GENRE: ROMANTIC SUSPENSE

It is often said that time heals all wounds. The words are spoken like a promise… A vow. These words are said to people who have been beaten down to their lowest state. To the poor souls who have nothing left to lose. Whispered into the ear of a grieving daughter, told with a shrug to a man who has nothing left to live for.

These are dangerous people.

The down-trodden. The grieving. The ones who love more people dead than alive.

The words should never be uttered. Not to the ones who have no solid ground on which to stand upon, no rail in which to clasp. The white-knuckled moments of life have come to be expected rather than feared.

“Time heals all wounds.”

The words are an insult. A slap in the face… and around here, they’ll get you hurt. For Averi McClain and her husband Colt, there were few deeper insults.

In the wake of Black Horse’s death, a war has erupted. The Seventy Devils are scattered and on alert, gnawing at the bit for the go-ahead to strike. They would not hesitate to spill the blood of anyone who stood in their way of recompense. They knew they would need to act fast if they wanted to come out on top. Colt was not the kind of guy that you slept on. He’d stop at nothing to protect his family and he was lethal whether he was heavily armed or going toe to toe, bare knuckled beat-down style. Colt did have Black Horse’s blood coursing through his veins, after all. But then, so did Jimmy, and he is ready to show everyone that the apple didn’t fall far from the tree… in fact, they appear to have formed on the same poisoned branch.

As leader of the Devils, Jimmy had seventy miscreants to do his bidding – and three goals in which he needed to achieve:

1. Avenge Black Horse

2. Kill Colt McClain and Randy Ford

3. Take Averi for his own

Jimmy has another thing coming if he thinks victory is easily won. Will Colt and Averi’s broken road end in tragedy? Or will they be the ones to banish the devils straight to hell? When the demons of the past rise up, can Colt and Randy face them fearless and determined? Whatever happens, don’t expect Colt and Randy to stand alone. Buckle up. The broken road makes for one hell of a ride.

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Addison Kline is an award winning, best selling novelist who writes mystery,
psychological thrillers and romantic suspense novels. She lives in
Pennsylvania with her husband, their sons and two rambunctious dogs.
Addison has had a love affair with the written word since before she
entered school. Her grandmother taught her the glory of taking an
adventure in the pages of a book. When Addison isn’t writing, you can
find her reading, going for an adventure with her sons, or traveling
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Filthy Dirty Alpha By Grace Morgan ♥ Release Blitz

Title: Filthy Dirty Alpha (Complete Series)

Author: Grace Morgan

Genre: Erotic Romance

Release Date: September 28, 2015

Synopsis

I own Second Circle, the hottest underground sex club in Texas. And as hard as it is, pun intended, I’ve learned better than to fuck with the playthings at my club. It only leads to trouble. But being twenty-seven, well-hung, and a millionaire, coupled with a brand of kink that makes most romance novels look like nursery rhymes, it’s a magnet for pussy.

The one exception to that rule seems to be the tight-assed reporter named Lola who joins Second Circle seeking answers about the girl who went missing from my club last year.

Her only objective is to solve a mystery, while mine is to fuck her senseless.

Good luck, pet, you’re going to need it.

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“Thirty days. You live with me here, in my apartment. You’ll be a part of everything I do here.”

“When you say everything…” my voice trailed, going whisper soft.

“We’re going to fuck, Lola.”

I swallowed heavily, my eyes on his, and felt my inner muscles clench.

About The Author

Grace Morgan is a Midwestern girl who kicked off her snow boots and ran west to the land of sunshine and flip flops. You can find her sipping cocktails with her girl posse, going on epically bad blind dates, and pretending to be prim and proper while she dreams up steamy scenes, alpha bad boys, and sassy heroines.

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CaptureMe By Anna Zaires ♥ Release Blitz

Title: CAPTURE ME

Author: Anna Zaires

Genre: Dark Romance

Release Date: December 8, 2015

Cover by Najla Qamber Design

Photo by Lindee Robinson Photography

Models: Sarah Stroven and Adam Stroven

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A new dark romance series from the New York Times bestselling author of Twist Me

She fears him from the first moment she sees him.

Yulia Tzakova is no stranger to dangerous men. She grew up with them. She survived them. But when she meets Lucas Kent, she knows the hard ex-soldier may be the most dangerous of them all.

One night—that’s all it should be. A chance to make up for a failed assignment and get information on Kent’s arms dealer boss. When his plane goes down, it should be the end.

Instead, it’s just the beginning.

He wants her from the first moment he sees her.

Lucas Kent has always liked leggy blondes, and Yulia Tzakova is as beautiful as they come. The Russian interpreter might’ve tried to seduce his boss, but she ends up in Lucas’s bed—and he has every intention of seeing her there again.

Then his plane goes down, and he learns the truth.

She betrayed him.

Now she will pay.

NOTE: Capture Me is the first book about Lucas & Yulia and has a cliffhanger-ish ending. It’s a long novella/short novel of approximately 45,000 words (about 200 pages) and is a spin-off from the Twist Me trilogy. It’s not necessary to have read that trilogy to enjoy Capture Me, but the book does contain major spoilers for books 2 and 3 of Twist Me.

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Author’s Note: This is from Yulia’s POV. For those of you familiar with the Twist Me series, this scene takes place in Moscow, when Lucas & Julian were there to meet with the Russian officials.

He steps into my apartment as soon as the door swings open. No hesitation, no greeting—he just comes in.

Startled, I step back, the short, narrow hallway suddenly stiflingly small. I’d somehow forgotten how big he is, how broad his shoulders are. I’m tall for a woman—tall enough to fake being a model if an assignment calls for it—but he towers a full head above me. With the heavy down jacket he’s wearing, he takes up almost the entire hallway.

Still not saying a word, he closes the door behind him and advances toward me. Instinctively, I back away, feeling like cornered prey.

“Hello, Yulia,” he murmurs, stopping when we’re out of the hallway. His pale gaze is locked on my face. “I wasn’t expecting to see you like this.”

I swallow, my pulse racing. “I just took a bath.” I want to seem calm and confident, but he’s got me completely off-balance. “I wasn’t expecting visitors.”

“No, I can see that.” A faint smile appears on his lips, softening the hard line of his mouth. “Yet you let me in. Why?”

“Because I didn’t want to continue talking through the door.” I take a steadying breath. “Can I offer you some tea?” It’s a stupid thing to say, given what he’s here for, but I need a few moments to compose myself.

He raises his eyebrows. “Tea? No, thanks.”

“Then can I take your jacket?” I can’t seem to stop playing the hostess, using politeness to cover my anxiety. “It looks quite warm.”

Amusement flickers in his wintry gaze. “Sure.” He takes off his down jacket and hands it to me. He’s left wearing a black sweater and dark jeans tucked into black winter boots. The jeans hug his legs, revealing muscular thighs and powerful calves, and on his belt, I see a gun sitting in a holster.

Irrationally, my breathing quickens at the sight, and it takes a concerted effort to keep my hands from shaking as I take the jacket and walk over to hang it in my tiny closet. It’s not a surprise that he’s armed—it would be a shock if he wasn’t—but the gun is a stark reminder of who Lucas Kent is.

What he is.

It’s no big deal, I tell myself, trying to calm my frayed nerves. I’m used to dangerous men. I was raised among them. This man is not that different. I’ll sleep with him, get whatever information I can, and then he’ll be out of my life.

Yes, that’s it. The sooner I can get it done, the sooner all of this will be over.

Closing the closet door, I paste a practiced smile on my face and turn back to face him, finally ready to resume the role of confident seductress.

Except he’s already next to me, having crossed the room without making a sound.

My pulse jumps again, my newfound composure fleeing. He’s close enough that I can see the gray striations in his pale blue eyes, close enough that he can touch me.

And a second later, he does touch me.

Lifting his hand, he runs the back of his knuckles over my jaw.

I stare up at him, confused by my body’s instant response. My skin warms and my nipples tighten, my breath coming faster. It doesn’t make sense for this hard, ruthless stranger to turn me on. His boss is more handsome, more striking, yet it’s Kent my body’s reacting to. All he’s touched thus far is my face. It should be nothing, yet it’s intimate somehow.

Intimate and disturbing.

I swallow again. “Mr. Kent—Lucas—are you sure I can’t offer you something to drink? Maybe some coffee or—” My words end in a breathless gasp as he reaches for the tie of my robe and tugs on it, as casually as one would unwrap a package.

“No.” He watches as the robe falls open, revealing my naked body underneath. “No coffee.”

About the Author

Anna Zaires fell in love with books at the age of five, when her grandmother taught her to read. She wrote her first story shortly thereafter. Since then, she has always lived partially in a fantasy world where the only limits were those of her imagination. Currently residing in Florida, Anna is happily married to Dima Zales (a science fiction and fantasy author) and closely collaborates with him on all their works.

After graduating from the University of Chicago with a degree in Economics, Anna spent eight years on Wall Street analyzing stocks and writing research reports. In 2013, she became a full-time author, pursuing her lifelong dream of writing romance novels.

Dima Zales is the love of her life and a huge inspiration in all aspects of her writing. Every book Anna writes is a product of their unique collaborative process.

In addition to reading and writing, Anna enjoys drinking tea (coconut oolong, anyone?), watching addictive TV shows, and discussing book ideas during long walks with her amazing husband.

She loves hearing from her readers, so please don’t hesitate to contact her through her website or connect with her on Facebook, where she hangs out way too often. Also, please visit her husband and collaborator, Dima Zales, at www.dimazales.com and check out their fantasy & science fiction books.

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Tattooed Emotions By Alicia Rae ♥ Blog Tour

Tattooed Emotions Synopsis:

Raelyn Jennings has survived the unthinkable. She’s been given a second chance to live, to breathe, to feel. Her ability to overcome such a traumatic hurdle has created armor around her heart. But beyond her shield is fear, a consuming deep one, of the unknown. Raelyn vows to herself that she’ll solely focus on the one constant in her life, her career as the CEO for a prestigious accounting firm.

Damien Heathman’s unrelenting determination has made him a powerful, respected man. He’s sexy and confident and utterly breathtaking. His dominance and strength is evident in every purposeful stride, every meaningful look, and every soft caress.

Raelyn has worked with Damien’s company, Heathman Enterprises, for many years, but they’ve never crossed paths—until now.

Damien’s presence fills a room. He steals Raelyn’s breath and sparks her broken heart back to life. Once Damien sets eyes on Raelyn, there is no turning back. He wants her, and he’ll stop at nothing to have her. Not even the dark secrets hidden behind his tattoos will stand in his way.

The chemistry is undeniable. The passion is palpable.

Can Damien convince Raelyn that he is worth the risk? Or will Raelyn allow her past to control her future, feeling the chance of another heartache is too great to bear?

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Alicia Rae Bio:

Alicia Rae is a Contemporary Romance Author who lives in Dekalb, Illinois, with her husband and three beautiful boys. Alicia has a passion for reading all types of romance, writing to bring a story to life, and photography.

Thank you to my dear sister, Kels, who showed me a few years ago how much I truly missed reading. And to my loving husband, for not throwing away my Nook, and planting the seed of writing in my mind. I am forever grateful. Xo

Readers, words cannot thank you enough for supporting me along this incredible journey. I hope you enjoy my novels as much as I do writing them. I thank each and every one of you.

Believe in yourself and follow your dreams…

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