120 days… The average number of days someone stays at Last Resort.
17 weeks… Surrounded by love, laughter and support.
4 months… More time than they had before they walked through the door.
Real estate developer Ethan McGregor’s life was changed forever when his younger brother told him he was dying of cancer. Ethan was ready to do whatever it took to save Evan, but Evan had other plans.
Say goodbye…
Samantha Truman runs the privately-funded Last Resort. Watching her parent’s drive and determination to live longer than the doctors gave them was the inspiration for the resort. It is her heart and soul–she lives to make sure that each day is precious, and one more sunrise or sunset can make all the difference the guests at Last Resort need.
After finding his brother’s journal, and discovering more about Last Resort, Ethan is determined to find out if this place is one of those “too good to be true” places that turn out to be a scam. But he was not ready for Samantha Truman, he was not ready for everything to change, for his point of view in life to be so incredibly altered, for the world to turn its axis. There are, after all, some things Ethan can’t control, who to fall in love with is one of them.
How much can change in 120 days?
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Stratton is an International Amazon bestselling author in the romantic suspense and mystery suspense categories for her Storm Series and Bender. She lives with her husband and son in Arizona, which is a big difference from where she grew up north of Chicago, Illinois. As an only child she learned to tell herself stories to make the long winters go by quicker while dreaming of summer vacations. Now as an adult she still makes up stories to pass the time, but now she writes them down to share with other people. Stratton is a self-proclaimed dork who loves to make people laugh. Her inner rock star is always on stage performing to a sold out crowd, but she quiet and shy on the outside. She spends her days plotting new ways to surprise her readers.
Love is patient and kind… Its strength can build bridges and knock down walls. It can give people hope – a purpose. But there is a side to love that is unforgiving and cruel – a side to love that breaks hearts.
Love can suffocate, and love can turn to hate.
Billy Taylor meandered through life, only ever giving half. Ruled by his father’s grief, he gave up on his own dreams in a bid to keep life ticking along, desperately craving the unconditional love of his parents. It wasn’t until Eve Swallow fell into his life again, rousing his empty heart, that he dared to hope for a chance to live life on his terms.
Never quite good enough in the eyes of her overpowering mother, Eve kept herself locked away inside her own head, immersing herself in her passion for art and music, and doing anything in her power to avoid getting close to anyone. When she connected with Billy’s eyes, that still haunted her dreams after so long, fear kicked in, and all she could do was the one thing she was sure would protect her…
Run.
If two lost souls collided and a love so deep was born, it would surely take a herd of elephants to tear them apart…
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Raised in a little village in North Wales, a fierce love of books and reading was instilled in Eleanor by her parents from a very early age, and she has vivid memories of reading secretly under the blankets with a torch for hours after lights out, often getting caught! She was blown away by The Borribles Trilogy – Michael De Larrabeiti at nine years old, and it was then that she fell head over heels with idea of imaginary worlds. A persistent and professional daydreamer, something she still prides herself on being, she spent most of her early childhood inside her own head making up stories or scenarios, climbing trees, building dens or doing anything arts and crafty. Music also played a huge part of her young life. Growing up on The Beatles, U2 and Status Quo, her obsession with Top of the Pops and vinyl twelve inches grew into a love affair with music that has only grown and expanded over time: there is rarely a moment where music is not playing in her life, and in turn, rarely a time when she is not singing, even if it is in her head! She had always thought she would write a book some day – it has been an ambition for as long as she can remember – and has always been told that she ‘has a way with words’. Over the years, she’s dabbled in the odd piece of prose, helped friends to write letters and résumés and prides herself on her hilarious lyrical genius when composing poems for friends birthdays! Life, however, got in the way and her dream was stored on the back burner as she put herself through university and started a family. It was only when she was nearing the ‘forty’ milestone that she decided it was time she got some of the ramblings and chatterings in her head down on paper. A creative, guitar-playing mum of one boisterous, but pretty damn cool boy, she classes herself as a Yorkshire gal now after moving to Leeds when she was eleven. Eleanor works full time as a teacher, but grabs every spare minute she can to write; be it on the train, lunchtimes at school or foregoing sleep for an extra hour or two in the evenings. Her hope for the future is for people to fall in love with her characters as much as she does. Not a big ask really!
Book Title: Everything After Author: Melisa Toppen Genre:Romance Release Date: November 17, 2015 Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions
Everything After
A Standalone Rocker Romance Novel
Life is made of moments; little pieces of time.
Most pass by with little significance, while a small few have the ability to alter our entire course.
That is exactly what I’ve spent my twenty-two years on this earth trying to avoid.
For as long as I can remember my life has been mapped out; a series of events that I check off of a list. Each task leading me to the next.
Where I go, what I do, and ultimately, who I become.
I know exactly what my next steps are going to be.
At least I thought I did, until Killian Adair came crashing into my life.
The frontman for Everything After, a hot new rock band breaking out onto the scene; Killian embodies the rock star persona. With looks that have women flocking to him in droves, the only thing hotter than his appearance, is his sexy Irish accent. Unpredictable and wild, Killian and I couldn’t be more different.
One look and I knew I was in trouble.
Sometimes that’s all it takes.
That’s the funny thing about moments; just one, can change everything…
Melissa is the Reader’s Choice Award Winning and Bestselling Author of The You and I Series; You and I Alone, You and I Together, You and I Forever and Taming Lo. Her other projects include the standalone novel; Claimed by You. The Breathless Series; Consumed, Taken, and Released. As well as The Two Hearts Series; Collide and Embrace. She is a lover of books and enjoys nothing more than losing herself in a good novel. She has a soft spot for Romance and focuses her writing in that direction; writing what she loves to read.
It’s release day for Nancy S. Thompson’s STIRRED! I am so excited to be part of the fantastic release celebration for this erotic new contemporary suspense. Nancy is sharing an excerpt with us and there’s a trailer!! Check it out and enter her giveaway!!
About Stirred:
I’m Eden MacLaird, and Fate screwed me good at the age of twenty-one, stole my first love, then my first child. Twenty years later, I still haven’t found my happily-ever-after. Sure, from the outside, I have it all, including Declan, my gorgeous, rich-as-sin husband. But things aren’t what they seem, and catching Declan in bed with my best friend destroys any dreams I harbor for love, much less sexual fulfillment.
Then in walks Sean Bennett…
Just months away from earning his post-graduate law degree, Sean’s smart, driven, and serious, but an unexpected encounter between us in a bar one night changes everything. His best friend, Trinitee, warns against getting too involved, but the heat between us is beyond intense, and neither of us are willing to walk away.
With my marriage in shambles, I’m eager to make a go of it with Sean, despite our sixteen-year age difference. But while I relish my sexual reawakening, I fear giving up the posh life I’ve grown accustomed to. That life, however, and everything in it, comes crashing down as bodies start piling up around us, and all clues point to me and Sean.
Secrets, betrayal, and revenge threaten to destroy not just my carefully-crafted reputation, but my very life. With our freedom at stake, Sean and I join forces to uncover those plotting against us. But as doubt and evidence mount, I must choose: give in to my suspicions and save myself, or trust our new-found love and save us both.
Her hands caught mine and stilled it in place, not letting me go any farther, but not pushing me away either. She was very conflicted; that much was certain—the look in her eyes, the way she worried her bottom lip with her teeth. And it would work to my benefit, I was sure. But instead of emboldening me, it gave me pause, and my longing inexplicably shifted from what I wanted for myself, to what I wanted for her—to feel desired, to know she was someone’s fantasy, a dream come true. I would show her what she’d been missing all these years, what her husband had denied her, that she was worth the effort, worth giving to, worth loving. And in my sudden need to be what her husband had not, I felt a fullness swell inside me. Not just between my legs, or even my heart, but in my soul.
Caught in that epiphany, I leaned in, my mouth a mere inch from her right ear.
“What are you so afraid of, Eden?” I breathed, and slowly, I moved to face her, so close, all I had to do was stretch my neck, ever so slightly, and my mouth was on hers, gently, my tongue a flick against her lips as I brushed across it. Next, my mouth was at her left ear. “Why not take the risk?” I pressed but for a moment before my mouth reclaimed hers.
I kissed her deeply this time, my tongue probing for hers, and, after a moment’s hesitation, she met me head on. My hand between her knees pressed forward, not rough, but definitely insistent. Undeniable. Her hands, once a tense and formidable barrier, relaxed, though she kept them resting against mine as my fingers edged upward, gently easing her legs apart to allow me access. And there it was, the lacy edge of her panties, and an intense, scorching heat. My heart ricocheted in response.
Eden sucked in a soft hiss as her mouth retreated from mine, but, though she pulled back for a split-second, a half-hearted attempt to regroup and regain control, she knew, as well as I, that it was impossible, and her mouth returned to the one place we both knew it belonged, right against mine. But even that proved too much for her, and she dipped her chin to lean her forehead against my cheek as she panted in anticipation.
Because that’s what this was. Anticipation. I hadn’t really touched her—not yet. I hadn’t invaded the space her wedding vows had long ago promised to one man, and one man only. That anticipation she felt was her sense of decency and fidelity warring with her desire, the basest need a human could ever experience.
Nancy S. Thompson Bio:
Nancy is a California transplant currently living in Seattle, Washington with her husband of 23 years, their son, a student at Seattle University, their giant snow dog, Jack, and his kitty, Skye. She works as a freelance editor for her publisher and writer friends and also has her own interior design business within the model home merchandising industry. When she’s not writing or editing, Nancy keeps herself busy by cooking and baking.
J.L.
Beck is the best selling author of numerous books including Indebted,
Inevitable, Invincible, and The Bittersweet Series. She’s best known for
weaving a tale, that ends with your mouth hanging open, and your hands
gripping the edge of your seat.
She’s
a no holds bar author who enjoys spending time with her husband of
seven years, three year old hellion, and Hatchi the fur baby. She calls
Wisconsin home, but loves to travel. In her free time you can catch her
watching bad reality tv, cooking, reading books, or spending time
outdoors.
When death is all you have to offer, what’s truly at risk?
Jackson
Winters is just your average twenty something year old going through
life as it throws curve ball after curve ball. I mean, nothing could be
worse than the most recent thing God has thrown his way. Instead of
living bed ridden for the rest of his days he sets out on a journey with
a bucket list in hand and need to accomplish something significant.
Avery
Masters was the ‘it’ girl of her high school. Now she’s a nobody, a
woman plagued by her own fears and guilt, praying that someday the pain
will leave her if only she could move on with her life and finally
breathe again.
They
say that you don’t truly know what life is about until you see your
life flash before your eyes. I believed that Jackson was that flash, he
had come into my life like a shooting star demolishing everything that
made me who I was in his wake. As our friendship grew, so did my
feelings. He told me not to try, that he could never be more than a
friend to me. He told me there was no way for love to form in something
that was dying… After all nothing could grow from death.
He was wrong. I was wrong.
Neither of us realized that for things to grow, something had to die.
Two
people set out on two very different paths. One to death, and the other
to live. Love has its own way of turning even the darkest moments into
the brightest.
When life gives you lemons squeeze them in to make lemonade. I
had always been the glass half full kind of guy. The one that would always find
a way to see the world for what it truly was; that bad days happened, and that
you could learn from your mistakes. That’s why I wasn’t really sure what lead
me to sitting in this therapist’s office. I had no meaning to be here, I
should’ve been doing something else with my time, or at least what was left of
it.
Instead
here I sat, my eyes lingering along the white washed wall in front of me. I
couldn’t help but allow my mind to drift to the woman I ran into as I was
coming into the office. Her dark hair, the way her eyebrows puckered together
in fear. I could tell just by one look that she wasn’t living, she was a
fragile being. That something far before me had broken her.
“How are
you feeling?” Cole asked, of course interrupting my thoughts on the brunette. I
fiddled with my fingers. How did I feel? Cold. Dead. Not yet, but I was pretty
close to it. I was one breath away from meeting my maker.
“Being that
my family is preparing for my funeral instead of enjoying my last living months
with me, I would say not very well.” I mocked slightly, a bit annoyed by his
question.
He smiled,
“While then, I take it things aren’t going well. Aside from that, how are you
feeling?”
I gritted
my teeth, “Honestly, I feel cold inside.” I had never spoke the words out loud.
I had never admitted them to anyone aside from myself.
“Why do you
feel cold?” I squeezed my fists tightly, my head starting to ache from the
anger that was forming inside of me.
“Because
there are a million and one better things I should be doing right now. Because
my family should be here, enjoying these last moments with me, and because I
have never felt more alone now than I have since I was diagnosed with cancer.”
Silence settled over us, kind of the way snow settles onto the ground after a
heavy snow-storm.
“I want you
to do something Jackson. Something that might just open up that coldness and
let some warmth in.” I rolled my eyes. Another exercise to test my emotions? I
had been there done that.
“I do group
therapy twice a week. I want you to come, and I want you to bring all your
baggage with you. There are people there with just as much if not more than
yours.” I almost laughed at his words.
“It doesn’t
get much worse than dying.” Those words weren’t a joke, but true to the bone.
There were people all around the world complaining about the way they lived
life, girls that treated there parents like crap because they couldn’t have the
latest fashion accessory. Ungrateful individuals, unaware that there were
people around them dying every second. People that would gladly take one minute
from there god forsaken lives to put back into their unbeating heart.
Some people are born with a silver spoon in their mouths and lady luck tucked into their back pocket. Then there’s people like me, who live to survive. Survive loss. Survive loneliness. Survive the black tar that swallows you whole, stealing everything and anything that could resemble a piece of happiness. They try and fail, try again and fail even harder. Starting life’s never ending cycle of wash, rinse, and repeat.
That’s me. Or it was. Ten years I wandered through life. Through ten towns. Through ten men. Then, I didn’t anymore. A hellacious storm came and ripped everything away, leaving me stripped bare for the most beautiful man. A man part of the Corrupt Chaos Motorcycle club, who not only saved my life but rescued my soul. Or so it may seem from the outside. On the inside, it’s not that simple. Life never is.
It’s dirty.
It’s ugly.
And it’s painstakingly relentless.
I’m Magdalene Murdock and this is my story.
Warning: Contains shameless adult sexual content, an arseload of profanity, and whatever the hell else that makes it unsuitable for folks under the age of 18.
– Standalone Novel
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This woman is going to kill me with her writing. I swear every time. I think I have seen the best from her she proves me wrong. Beyond Her Words is AMAZING! I fell in love with Bink’s writing when she first put herself out there for the work with The Diary Of Bink Cummings. I have yet to find a book of hers that I don’t enjoy.
Beyond Her Words takes you into the life of Magdalene. She seems to have all the good in her life striped away from her. With little hope of ever finding true happiness she sets out to start a new life in New York, when she has an accident that landed her in the hands of Lachlan. The big, bad scary, alpha biker with a heart of gold you just can’t get over. You talk about hot these two are beyond hot. Magdalene is this sassy strong willed woman that you just have to love.
I will tell you that I was ready to throw this book right at Bink and kick her in the ass (not literally). When you can rip my heart right out of my chest and leave it lying on the floor you know you have an outstanding story on your hands. I love the message this book gives you to never stop fighting for what you believe in or dream of. You just have to want it bad enough to fight for it. Really who can resist a Scotsman anyways? Swoon!!! I love this woman and her stories. I can’t brag about her enough. I wish I could give this book the true stars it deserves, because 5 is just not enough.
I have been lucky enough to be a part of her readers group (fan group) and get to know her a little more than just what she shows most of the world. Let me tell you she is awesome all the way around. I’m glad to be able to follow her journey and looking forward to her blowing my mind many more time along the way!!!
Author Bink Cummings was born and raised part of an MC 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 extensive roughneck family, and cooking huge meals. Especially her infamous chocolate chip cookies.
Book Title: Tread (Ronin MC, Book One) Author: Brandace Morrow & Justin Morrow Genre: Military Romance/Contemporary Romance Release Date: November 17, 2015 Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions
GRACE
For me, growing up did not imply independence. My whole life has been paved before me like a well-traveled road. My twenty-first birthday signaled the end of my father’s rule, and the beginning of my husband’s—where I am expected to churn out infinite children with a smile.
As I stare at the oversized Temple doors, weighed down by more than yards of heavy, white lace, I do what I have never done before.
I make a decision for myself.
I decide to run.
TREAD
Being in a motorcycle club is in my DNA, as is the military requirement to join. I served, I fought, and I survived the crucible of grueling training and intense combat. I returned to my club with newfound respect for right, wrong, and the shades of gray that connect them.
By day, I work at Ronin Auto, pulling things apart, fixing the problem, and putting them back together.
Grace and her nonfunctioning, little sedan prove to be a hiccup in a well-oiled machine.
Because by night, I smuggle soft felons into Mexico.
With things heating up at the border, and a missing MC family member, the last thing I need is an innocent to worry about.
But something about Grace makes me want to take apart all of her pieces to figure out how someone so beautiful has never even been kissed.
Against my better judgment, I strike a bargain with the little, blue-eyed beauty, and it changes everything I thought I knew. About women. About the club. About the man I’ve become.
ronin
[roh-nin]
noun, plural ronin, ronins. Japanese History
A samurai who no longer serves a daimyo, or feudal lord; a master-less Samurai.
My name is Tread, and I’m the lead mechanic for Ronin Auto. I’m also either one of the baddest motherfuckers you’ll ever meet, or the answer to your prayers. Just depends on which way your compass is pointing. Literally.
Most motorcycle clubs give you a handle when you prospect. My MC is different. We were given our handles at birth.
Our fathers founded the club after coming home from Panama, having participated in Operation Just Cause, to one members inherited land on New Mexico’s southern border.
After seeing what the cartels were capable of in Central America, the founding members saw the opportunity to help our country while helping themselves. They sent the mules back, but kept the drugs as their prize in a sometimes lethal game of hide and seek. They charged a king’s ransom to get wanted felons safely out of the country. By the time these men started having children, there was a legacy and a duty driving them to plan ahead.
Once the next generation was old enough to enlist we were on a bus out of town. Defended our nation’s freedom with pride. We went Airborne, Air Assault, and Special Forces, earning the pins and tabs that we would wear for the rest of our lives.
When our enlistments were up, we came back to our sleepy town with knowledge, honor, and righteous indignation. Arizona and Texas had walls, surveillance, and patrols, while the vast majority of New Mexico went unguarded still.
While we risked our lives and lost brothers to protect our people, illegals were walking onto U.S. soil with guns and drugs seemingly with the United States’ blessing. One hundred and eighty miles.Seven government run surveillance towers.
Ronin has controlled the border for over twenty years.
The second generation was born to this fight.
We became a dynasty.
Brandace and Justin Morrow have been through 10 years of the Army life, including three deployments and four children. They met in seventh grade, where they had scandalous hand-holding rendezvous in the gym before school. The courtship was brief however, only lasting a week, given his aversion to the telephone. Five years later he proposed to her on the steps of that middle school weeks before it would be demolished. Through the years, there have been laughter and tears, more time apart than together. Writing is an escape for them in an all too real world. Justin still hates the telephone.
Special Forces soldier, Haze Welch, is military born and raised. Serving the country is what the Welch men do, and all Haze has ever wanted.
But during a 18-month tour overseas, his world shatters in an instant. Haze gets injured and is not able to return to active duty.
Unable to face the thought of spending the rest of his life behind a desk, he accepts a job offer as a personal bodyguard in Los Angeles for the flighty heiress Leighton Machus.
After all, one spoiled little girl would be a piece of cake compared to everything else I’ve been through, right?
Little does Haze Welch know, he’s about to get a rude awakening.
Don’t miss HERO: The Assignment, MS Parker’s first military romance.
M.S. Parker is a USA Today Bestselling author and the author of the Erotic Romance series, Club Privè and Chasing Perfection.
Living in Southern California, she enjoys sitting by the pool with her laptop writing on her next spicy romance.
Growing up all she wanted to be was a dancer, actor or author. So far only the latter has come true but M. S. Parker hasn’t retired her dancing shoes just yet. She is still waiting for the call for her to appear on Dancing With The Stars.
When M. S. isn’t writing, she can usually be found reading- oops, scratch that! She is always writing.
He’ll do anything to
protect her. Even if it means letting her go.
Tate
Jackson made a big mistake. No, a monumental one. He picked the wrong place to
introduce his wife, Cassie, to the alluring lifestyle they’d fantasized about.
Instinct
told him to get her out of the poor excuse for a sex club—but he didn’t. And
she was assaulted because of his carelessness. He’ll do anything to protect her
from another traumatic experience, even if it means making the agonizing choice
to convince his wife he no longer loves her. Cassie’s not buying it. In fact,
Tate is the last person she blames for that horrific night.
She’s
willing to give him the space he thinks he needs to get his head straight, but
when divorce papers arrive, she realizes she’s out of time. She has
twenty-eight days to figure out why Tate is ruining a perfect marriage.
Twenty-eight days to figure out what he’s hiding. But when she learns the
truth, she has to decide if her heart can take the strain of piecing their love
back together.
Warning: Dirty tactics,
dirtier sex, ropes, masks, guilty consciences, and love stretched so far, no
one escapes unchanged. Not even you, dear reader.
Eden Summers is a true blue Aussie, living in
regional New South Wales with her two energetic young boys and a quick witted
husband.
In late 2010, Eden’s romance obsession could no longer be sated by reading
alone, so she decided to give voice to the sexy men and sassy women in her
mind.
Eden can’t resist alpha dominance, dark features and sarcasm in her fictional
heroes and loves a strong heroine who knows when to bite her tongue but also
serves retribution with a feminine smile on her face.
All Miranda wanted to do was bust the
bad guy and get the hell out of dodge, or the strip club as the case may be.
She’s used to using men and throwing them away, because happily ever after
wasn’t in her horizon.
Stephan and Bruno have known each
other since they were kids, they like to share, EVERYTHING. Are they willing
the share the one woman who could become their weakness? Will they be able to
complete their mission and still be together?
Screaming
Mimi lives in Texas with her husband, two girls, and two dogs. When
she’s not writing she’s a domestic goddess who… dabbles in
photography. She grew up as a military brat and went on to become a Army
wife. She’s loyal to a fault and cusses like a sailor when the fancy
strikes her. She loves hearing from fans so email her at
authorscreamingmimi@gmail.com
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