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B*tchin’ Characters and a New Year

Hey everyone!

It’s 2016 and I’m psyched. When I say there is so much lined up, it’s crazy. #OneHourGirl is coming on Feb 29th (because Leap Years rock!) and I already have books 2, 2.5, and 3 in the works.

Look, here’s the deal. I’m tired of serials. I’ve never written them, but I’m a writer, and I understand why to do them. I’m also a reader, and I am like  UGHHHHH when I see the major cliffhanger and don’t know if I’ll ever get the end of the book.  So I decided that my series would be so different.

The Lost Series is a group of STANDALONE romances, that are linked by the theme of lost souls finding love. That’s it. You can pick up at book 100 and it would be okay. (Of course, I would love for you to start at book 1 and keep with me :D)

Why did I do this?

Because I was tired of my characters bitching at me. Pure and simple. I’d start series, and then some other idea would come up, but I would have to wait until I could focus on a few book in my series first. By the time I could come back, I would be lost and the whole thing would happen again.

I was tired of it.

2016 is going to be different for me. I’m listening to those damn characters and telling their story. That means Celeste and Royce, my escort and billionaire playboy with horrible childhoods get to fall in love the wrong way in One Hour Girl. In Scarred, River finds the perfect monster to turn her into a killer, Ethan, and finds herself just as in love with his darkness as she needs it.

Yes, I could keep going, but I think you guys get the point.

I’m going to write what makes sense to me, and keep giving my characters happy.

Because bitching characters can be hell for a writer.

I hope you all understand, and love it.

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Excerpt Alert: #OneHourGirl Coming Feb 2016 #ContemporaryRomance

One Hour Girl, The Lost Series Book #1

Genre: Contemporary Romance

From International Bestselling Author, LeTeisha Newton, February 29th, 2016!

Celeste Askew isn’t perfect. Not by far. Her childhood was dark and destructive, her family torn apart by greed and secrets.

So she learned to cope.

During her days she’s a paralegal in a prestigious firm. But by night, she’s an escort, addicted to dangerous situations, rough sex, and money. This is what she knows, what she craves, and what keeps her stable.

Ms. Perfection is kept happy because Ms. Whore keeps the darkness at bay.

Until she meets Royce Mattherson, L.A.’s most eligible bachelor, and billionaire. No that his life was much better. His past was just as dark, just as twisted, and they find that they can give each other those dirty moments. Love wasn’t supposed to be a part of it.

It never was.

Her heart is off limits, and he doesn’t have one to give. The found a way to break the rules anyway.

He thinks I’m his forever girl, I saw it in his eyes. I wished I could have slapped the look off his face and hit him with the same jarring finality I’d learned I didn’t mean shit.

I’m not a forever sort of girl.

I’m not even his for the night.

He’ll be lucky if I’m his for the next hour if he doesn’t pay me for it.

And then Royce Mattherson stormed my defenses. Took all the poison inside of me and pushed it out through my pores. He tasted the taint on my skin and still decided to love me. He terrifies me. Exhilarates me. Frustrates me.

And he always gets what he wants.

Always…

I watched Celeste’s eyes widen and she tried to shift from under me, coming out of the daze as she looked over at the hustling waiter. I gripped her hips, pinning her beneath me.

“You aren’t going anywhere,” I assured her. “You seemed to have ruined my dinner, and I’m famished.”

I licked my lips, feeling desire and pride swell within me as her gaze tracked my movement and a warm flush appeared under her skin. I pressed my hips between her legs, hissing at the heat of her pussy against my cloth covered cock.

“I think I’ve found something to eat…right…here,” I told her, letting go of her hip to push my hand between us and cup her sex.

She moaned, head tossed back. I waited long enough for the waiter to run behind the counter and away before I claimed her mouth again. This was my place, my money, my rules. No one would disturb us, and I wanted to see how wild she could get. I wanted to control her.

I rubbed my fingers against her in a circular motion as I devoured her mouth. She gripped at my jacket, pushing it off my shoulders. It couldn’t fall to the floor because I wouldn’t stop caressing her, but it was out of her way enough that she went for my shirt next. Buttons popped as she ripped my shirt open and ran her nails down my chest.

Ground zero.

My cock was hard and pulsing in my pants. I moved my hand from between us and ground against her. She cried out, rolling her hips against me. I liked that. I fucking loved how she gave into her passion. She didn’t fight it, she didn’t apologize for it. The way she responded to me made me feel like a god.

I sucked my way down the side of her neck, paying attention to any hitch of breath, and shift of her body. I noticed that her nails dug when I nipped over her pulse. She sucked in a breath when I traced her cleavage with my tongue. Her breath rushed out in a whoosh when I pulled the neck of her dress down far enough to suck her nipple into my mouth, bra and all.

I noted it all, and logged it to memory. She was mine. So what if it didn’t make sense? So what if I was fighting an uphill battle against a woman who didn’t believe in giving herself. We weren’t talking about love. We were talking about enjoying a spark with another person that we’d never feel again.

I could give her everything she needed, but the emotions. She just needed to learn that people like us? That’s all we needed. I let her nipple go long enough to pull her into my arms and force the dress up and over her head. I tossed the dress over my shoulder as I used my other hand to pop her bra. By the time she lay back on the table she only had her delicate black thong and heels on.

Beautiful.

Her breasts were slightly rosy with desire. It was such a pretty color against her bronze flesh. I captured her slightly darker nipple in my mouth, grinding my hips against her. Her fingers tunneled through my hair as she held me to her. Rolling her nipple with my tongue just to hear her cry out again, I traced the inside of her thighs.

“So pretty. How good will you taste?” I asked her. I kissed my way down over her stomach, stopping long enough to dip my tongue in her navel. Her body shook under my hands. Or maybe it was my hands. I didn’t know, and I didn’t care. The most important thing for me was to drink her down. To hear her scream my name.

I nuzzled her groin. It was bare, and the skin there was smooth. I nipped the sensitive flesh and then licked away the sting. Her skin was like spun honey, sticky and moist, and so fucking amazing. The crease on the inside of her thigh where it met her groin demanded attention and I followed the line down with my tongue.

I took a moment to sit back and grab my chair. I sat back down and looked at her pussy. My breath came out hard and raspy as I admired the tight lips and nub peeking out from its hood. Moisture leaked out of her, making her shine. All for me. I’d done that. Gripping the backs of her thighs, I pushed her legs up and out.

“Royce—” she started by I popped her ass to shut her up.

“You chose this, and it’s what I want. Has anyone, ever, just pleased you? Have you ever had someone who couldn’t think of their own pleasure because it was intrinsically combined with yours?”

She stared at me, so I popped her ass again.

“Answer me.”

“No,” she said finally. “Never.”

“You won’t be able to say that after tonight,” I promised her.

 

 

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Writing professionally since 2008, LeTeisha has spanned from Fantasy to Interracial Romance on her road to getting the jumping characters out of her head. Most days she’s pretty color blind, unless it’s a great shade of red (then she can’t ignore it). Other times she’s plotting her next twenty books and then remembering that the computer can’t read her thoughts and doesn’t type at lightning speed. Either way, she just can’t seem to get enough of quill to paper…or eh…keyboard strokes, apparently.

 

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New Release Black Magic Cafe by Erzabet Bishop!

Conway Witches, 1
Blurb:
Love that is forbidden is always the sweetest…
Elodie Conway is the owner of The Black Magic Café, where

love and chocolate go hand-in-hand. She runs the enchanted café with her cousin

Madison, and together, they help lovers tie the knot with the assistance of a

few spells and some delectable chocolate recipes.
When journalist Jason Thibedeaux, who is also a werewolf

from a rival family, runs a scathing critique of her business in his newspaper,

the fur is sure to fly. He visits the café to sample their most famous culinary

delights, and ends up wanting far more than what’s on the menu. Can a

Thibedeaux wolf and a Conway witch truly be fated to love each other for all

eternity?
This is a previously published work. It has been edited for

Evernight Publishing.

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Excerpt:
Elodie Conway was nothing like he had expected. As he ate

her signature cake, all Jason wanted to do was savor her lips and run his hands

down her very ample hips. Hers was a body a man could hold onto during sex and

not break her. His wolf was awakened, and it prowled just beneath the surface.

What Jason saw, he liked. Very much indeed…
The chocolate wound through his system, and with each bite,

all other preoccupying thoughts faded into nothing. Images of him thrusting

deep inside of her and winding his fist in her mane of dark hair flashed in

front of his eyes, and he almost choked. His hands trembled as they reached for

the bottle of water she’d set in front of him.
What the hell was

that?
He twisted the cap and drank the entire small bottle in one

go. As a journalist, he had little time for romance. A quick tumble in the

moonlight during one of his runs, maybe, but this girl was something

special––he didn’t know why he didn’t notice it before. Jason took another bite

of cake and shifted his weight as his erection made its presence known. He

could take her here, right over the top of the table, her heart-shaped ass in

the air as he sank his cock deep in her pussy and fucked her until she screamed

his name.
His wolf liked the idea. A whole fucking lot. Jason laid

down the fork and smiled. Standing up on shaking legs, he picked up his now

empty plate. Things were about to get interesting. This wasn’t just any woman.

He raised his nose to the air and scented her.
Mate.
She was his fucking mate. How could he have been so blind?

Did it take a hard-on for his wolf to get through to him? Apparently, because

his wolf was ready to claim her by any means necessary, even it meant fucking

her over the top of one of her own tables.




About the author:
Erzabet Bishop is an award winning author who loves to write

naughty stories. She is the author of Lipstick, Dinner Date, Crave, The Science

of Lust, Arcane Imaginarium: Spirit Board, Holidays in Hell, Mallory’s Mark

(upcoming 2016),The Devil’s Due (upcoming 2016), Charity Benshaw’s Enchanted

Paddle Emporium (upcoming 2016), Sigil Fire, Glitter Lust (upcoming 2016),

Written on Skin, Club Beam, Pomegranate, A Red Dress for Christmas, The Black

Magic Café, Fantasies in Red, Sweet Seductions: The Erzabet Bishop Collection,

Holiday Cruise, Fetish Fair, Temptation Resorts: Jess, Temptation Resorts:

Marnie, Taming the Beast, The Erotic Pagans Series: Beltane Fires, Samhain

Shadows and Yuletide Temptation along with being a contributor to many

anthologies. Erzabet has been a finalist in the GCLS awards for 2014 and 2015,

winning the Goldie for her spot in two anthologies. She lives in Texas with her

husband, furry children and can often be found lurking in local bookstores. She

loves to bake, make naughty crochet projects and watch monster movies. When she

isn’t writing, she loves to review music and books.






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Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, and the Amazing 2016 Coming

I would first like to say Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to everyone!

It’s been a crazy year for me, and I’ve been making  bunch of changes in preparation for the New Year. Let’s just say that I’m planning for 2016 to be a BIG year for me. So, in preparation for that, let’s do something new I’m going to enact this year.

2015 Year in Review and 2016 Schedule!

 So in 2015 I did quite a bit, can’t be upset about that.

SCRATCH, Corporate Hitman Vol 2 came out and was super excited after everyone’s reaction to GLITCH, Corporate Hitman Vol 1

Bella’s Beast, my first true foray into re-writing classic fairy tales in

more modern ways, with a bit of a paranormal twist was released with Evernight Publishing.

JACK, Corporate Hitman Vol 3, closing out the Corporate Hitman Trilogy, was available finally, and I was happy to see how everyone loved my Dark Romance.

Then I got join in with 11 other WONDERFUL ladies, in the Executive Assistant Anthology, from Evernight as well, and it was a blast. Can you say HAWT office romance people??

Next up was a thank you to the readers who just loved the Corporate Hitman Trilogy. Decided on a print edition just for everyone to enjoy.

Wow, then I began the #HappilyNeverHappened Series with Sin’s Pleasure, a paranormal romance menage (WHOOHOO!) that placed Cinderella as a strip joint owning Dominatrix who needed two very special men to fix what Prince Charming ruined!

Next on the list was my Seer’s Burden, the STRANDs Book 1 Re-Release. It had originally been Murder by Ritual with the amazing Amira Press, but I did some editing and switching of the story a bit for the new release.

Next was #HappilyNeverHappened Book 2 Rose’s Thorns, where I took on Little Red Riding Hood, her reincarnated Big Bad Wolf and a meddling Fairy Godmother.

Finally, I had Immortal Need re-released with Loose-Id. Boy let me tell you, did that baby get a serious facelift!! I was super excited to see it given to the public once more in the better form.

I also created my Boundless Beauties Street Teams and Lust Bites Newsletter for awesome romance deals and exclusive events with authors!

So, counting the re-releases and print editions, that was 9 different projects in 2015 alone. A busy year for me, but I needed to grow. As a writer, as a person, a mother, #sistah, so many things. And I have. I’m still growing, but I happy to announce that 2016 is going to be good.

That may mean that I won’t be posting until the New Year, and that’s okay. We all need time with our families and having nice breaks. But 2016 will start off with a bang!

Starting in January, I have the #OneHourGirl Teaser Tour, of which you are welcome to join, starting Jan 1st through the 30th.

Haven’t heard of One Hour Girl, The Lost Series Book 1, no worried. You can add it to you TBR Pile HERE, join the HeadTalker, or watch #OneHourGirl on Twitter, Facebook, and Instagram!

One Hour Girl is set to release Feb 29th.

I am one of the many writers for the Letters To A Little Black Girl Anthology releasing in Feb as well.

Troubled Heroes, along with USA Today Bestselling author Michelle Monkou will make an appearance throughout the month of Feb so stay tuned!

Scarred, The Lost Series Book 2, will be releasing in May.

Phenomenal, The Lost Series Book 2.5, will be releasing in August in the NOLA Naughty Nine Anthology with 8 other AMAZING authors.

And that’s just to start!

Oh, did I mention I’ll be Reader and Author Get Together Event in June? See you there.

Have a wonderful Holiday Break everyone and see you in the new year!

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#NewRelease N.J. Young’s A Hero Inside (Love With A Price #1)

N.J. Young’s new release, A Hero Inside (Love With A Price #1)! #erotica #romance #contemporary #mf

Thank you for having me on your blog today! I am very excited to introduce your readers to the Price family. A Hero Inside is the first novella in my Love With A Price series. I’ve been spending a lot of time with the Price family, and I hope you all will love them as much as I do. I’m thrilled to tell you that the next two novellas in the Price series are already contracted and will be released over the next couple of months. Until then, enjoy the love story of Ethan and Tori…

A Hero Inside (Love With A Price, Book 1)

By: N.J. Young

Genre: Romance on the Go, Contemporary, Erotic Romance, Seasonal/Holiday

Release Date: December 23, 2015

Publisher: Evernight Publishing

Blurb

After bouncing around foster care homes as a kid, Tori Bennett abandoned her dream of having a family long ago. Instead, she is focused on saving money to finish her nursing degree, and seems content to adopt her best friend Becca’s family as her own.

On the eve of Thanksgiving, a handsome stranger saves Tori from a would-be robber. Tori can’t get this hero out of her head. Once she finds out he’s her best friend’s brother, life gets complicated.

Ethan Price has been running for years. After the death of his father, he shut down emotionally, deciding it’s easier to be alone than to deal with the pain of loving – and losing – someone.

Sparks ignite between Ethan and a gorgeous bartender after he saves her from a gunman. Once he finds out she’s the best friend of his little sister, Ethan has to decide if it’s worth the risk to stop running away and take a chance on love.

 

Purchase Links

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About N.J. Young

N.J. Young has been a writer since she was old enough to hold a pencil. After realizing the trials of corporate America weren’t for her, she decided to leave that world behind and pursue her true dream of writing.

Instead of spending her days writing sexy texts to her husband and engaging in “that’s what she said” jokes, she took that energy and poured it into her books. Sprinkle in a couple of hot guys, a little suspense, and a few sexual fantasies, and her first book was born. She now spends her days drinking coffee at her computer, while diving into the adventures of the imaginary friends who live in her novels.

N.J. Young was born and raised in the Midwest, and currently resides in the Kansas City area with her husband, two children, and a menagerie of animals. When she’s not writing, she enjoys horror movies, live music, cooking, and telling her kids why they can’t read mommy’s books.

 

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A Hero Inside Excerpt

Ethan watched as she took a deep breath and then looked at him. He wished she didn’t look at him like he was a hungry wolf waiting to devour her. But then, that was a fairly accurate comparison, wasn’t it? He did want to devour her. Every inch of her. Oh, he’d bet she tasted sweeter than any pie.

“So, cinnamon,” she said in a rush. “I know where Sally keeps her spices in the pantry.”

“Tori.” He tasted her name on his lips, but she ignored him, rushing by him and opening the door to the huge walk-in pantry. She flipped the light on and walked to the back of the room. Well, if this was the only chance he had to talk to her alone…

“What are you doing?” She whirled around as he shut the door behind him and leaned against it.

“I want to talk to you.” He wanted more than that, but right now, he would settle for talking.

“About what?” She crossed her arms over her chest. Dammit, she was putting up her shield again, and he wouldn’t let her. He’d seen the way she looked at him through dinner. He knew he wasn’t making it up in his head. It took him only a split second to make a decision.

“About this.” In two steps, he crossed to her and wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her to him so their lower halves were pressed together. As hard as he was when he was near her, there was no doubt in his mind that she could feel the rigid line of his erection pressed against her.

He knew he was right when her wide green eyes darkened. “Ethan.” Her hands came up to his chest and shoved at him. “What are you doing? Your mother is in the next room.”

Oh, he’d be damned if she was going to shove him away. Clasping her wrists in his strong hands, he backed her up against the wall and pinned her arms above her head.

“I want you, Tori,” he breathed. “If you don’t want me, then tell me now.”

Her breath had quickened, and Ethan could feel the pounding of her heart. “I…” She swiped that tongue over her lips and he had to bite back a groan. “I … uh…” She was staring at his mouth. “What was the question?”

Tightening his grip on her wrists, he knew he couldn’t resist her for one more second. Leaning in, he crushed his mouth to hers, and reveled in the moan that escaped her into his mouth. As her lips parted in an unspoken invitation, his tongue surged, sliding against hers. That torturous tongue of hers danced and played with his.

His natural dominance took over as she softened under him. God, he wanted her. He’d never wanted a woman as much as he wanted her in this instant. He angled his head this way and that, taking her mouth over and over again. When he released her wrists, she wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers tangling in his hair, lightly tugging. The soft moans she made in the back of her throat flowed into him in an offering.

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#NewRelease Crossroads by Gale Stanley

Hi! Thanks for letting me stop by to talk about my new book – Crossroads. 



The story was inspired by a recent trip to New Orleans. We stayed at the historic Omni Royal Orleans in the heart of the French Quarter and we were able to walk to all the fantastic restaurants, shopping, and entertainment. We toured the area hit by Katrina, the cemeteries, and the voodoo museum. In movies and TV, voodoo is usually shown as a dark and scary practice.  In reality, it’s a religious practice in which the followers have direct contact with the spirits. And that’s the story I wanted to tell.



The events in Crossroads take place around Christmas, a season of miracles, but really, it could happen any time of the year. All you have to do is believe…





























Blurb



Long time lovers, Louis Abellard and Jesse Trudeau work in a Voodoo shop in the French Quarter. Jesse is a believer, but Louis turned his back on the spirits when they allowed his mother to die of cancer.



When Jesse is hospitalized with leukemia, Louis is desperate to save him. He’ll do anything—except ask the spirits for help. Then one night an unlikely ally makes contact, and Louis finds himself at a crossroads. Maybe it’s time to revisit his past and confront his inner demons.



Teaser



Three years ago, Jesse walked into the voodoo shop and asked for a job. It was love at first sight—for Mawmaw and Jesse. They hit it off immediately. Jesse is a believer, the grandson she should have had.



I was smitten, too, but for other reasons. Jesse looked so damn hot, all long blond hair and golden-brown skin like he should have been riding a surfboard instead of a skateboard. His cutoffs were stretched tight over the bulge at his crotch, and being the slut I was back then, I wanted to fuck him. I gave Mawmaw a thumbs-up, and she hired him on the spot.



Jesse stayed for dinner. My grandmother filled his head with ghost stories and his stomach with her spicy shrimp gumbo. I took him to bed later and filled him in other ways. It didn’t take long for lust to turn into the real thing. Fortunately, I didn’t screw things up, and Jesse moved in two weeks later. Jesse is easy to love. I’m not sure what he sees in me, I’m just grateful the feelings are mutual.






Available at



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Author Bio:



Gale Stanley grew up in Philadelphia PA. She was the kid who always had her nose in a book, her head in the clouds, and her hands on a pad and pencil.
Some things never change.
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#NewRelease Mistle Tow by H. K. Carlton

Thank you so much for having me today and for the opportunity to share a bit about my new holiday release, Mistle Tow. I’ve always wanted to write a Christmas story. Though, I always thought when I finally wrote one it would be a mushy, heart-warming, sentimental, tearjerker. But when inspiration hit, that’s not what materialized at all. Instead it turned out to be a gift of sorts for the man who inspired the story. My husband.

For more than twenty years my man drove a tow truck while I was the stay-at-home mom and we raised three amazing kids. And now, that same wonderful man, allows me to live my dream of telling stories like this one.

So be forewarned, if you’re looking for a mushy sentimental, carol-filled, tree-trimming, tinsel clinging, twinkling lights and sweet togetherness kind of story, that’s not what this is. It’s really only a holiday story in the sense that it takes place over the Christmas season. It’s about a man trying to move on with his life while avoiding the holidays altogether. But it does contain a hot blonde in a Santa hat, some mistletoe and a sleek and sexy black ’66 Chevelle.

I guess it did turn out kinda mushy in the long run. A love story for the wrecker operator who hooked my heart when I was fifteen-years-old. And he’s never let go.

Hope you enjoy!

Here’s the blurb:

The last thing Brantley Holley wants to do this year is spend the holidays at home with his family.

In an attempt to move on from his failed marriage, Brant places the marital home on the market and also decides to clean house, ridding himself of any and all reminders. Although it wrecks him to do so, that includes selling his beloved ’66 Chevelle which also may have contributed to the demise of his marriage.

Brant puts his baby up on the auction block at one of the premier auction houses — the auction to be held over the holidays. But instead of racking up needless extra miles on her, which might be a detriment to potential buyers, he hires a flatbed tow truck to convey his precious cargo from Philadelphia to Arizona.

But when the rollback shows up, Brant is totally unprepared for the sexy blonde bombshell in the red Santa hat who steps out of the massive red tow truck.

All of a sudden, the holidays are looking a whole lot more festive.

Excerpt:

Brant took one last sip of his coffee in time to hear the unmistakable rumble of a large truck pull up outside, followed by the obnoxious warning back-up beeper that tow trucks were mandated to

employ these days.

Placing his cup on the counter, he took a deep calming breath and hurried over to the door separating the house from the garage.

Hesitating, he stood there with his hand on the doorknob.

“Are you sure about this?” he asked himself for the hundredth time. He’d struggled with this decision for months now. Even after he’d made it and taken the steps to follow through, putting his girl up on the auction block was one of the hardest decisions he’d ever had to make. But it was time to move on. She brought back too many memories he needed to put behind him.

With determination he opened the door and rushed outside before the tow-truck driver rang the bell.

The first thing he saw was the flatbed of the tow truck and he was at once relieved to see how new and clean it appeared to be. The last thing he wanted was his Chelle being transferred on some greasy dirty wrecker. For one, she wasn’t being scrapped, and two, Brant kept all of his stuff in pristine condition. For their last ride together, he intended for her send off to remain the status quo.

Brant stepped out onto the front stoop and immediately pulled his collar up. It was damn cold and by the cloud cover, he didn’t doubt the first snowfall of the year was only hours away. “Come on.” He encouraged the driver. “Let’s get outta here before the bad weather comes.” It would kill him to see snow on his car. What had he been thinking? Why hadn’t he hired an enclosed trailer? Especially at this time of year.

The driver’s door opened and he lost all train of thought. One black-booted foot appeared on the step-down to the massive red cab. Brant followed the line of that knee-high boot up a slim, denim-covered thigh, hip, and waist to the plaid shirt that he half-expected to be topped off with a red and black trimmed jacket. But instead of some burly bearded lumberjack type, he stared into the flawless face of a woman who should be on the cover of one of his car magazines, draped over some sleek and sexy machine instead of driving a fucking rollback.

Things were definitely looking up.

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However you celebrate the season and even if you don’t, I’d like to wish everyone, the peace, love and charity, this time of year evokes.

Blessings and Merry Christmas.

H K

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Top Ten and Review #HolidaysInHell be @ErzabetBishop

Top Ten Favorite Books and Movies Holly and Jonas Watch or Read Together:

Panic Snap by Laura Reese

Practical Magic (Holly watches this one all the time and drives Jonas crazy.)

A Christmas Story

Christmas Vacation

Charlie Brown Christmas (with the soundtrack.)

Home Alone

Bad Santa (Holly hates this one but Jonas makes her watch it.)

White Christmas

Lost Boys. (They both love the music.)

A Christmas Carol

 

Top Ten Foods Jonas and Holly Enjoy:

Candy canes

Chocolate

Ghiradelli Chocolate squares. Any of them. All the time.

Strawberries and champagne

Steak

Cinnamon ice cream

Gingerbread cookies

Fruitcake (No really. Jonas loves it.)

Eggnog anything

Pumpkin pancakes with candied pecans. (Holly’s secret addiction.)

 

Ten Songs for Holly and Jonas

I Miss You by Adele

Fetish by Joan Jett and the Blackhearts

Ex’s and Oh’s Elle King

Fire Meet Gasoline by Sia

I Know You by Skylar Grey

Haunted by Beyonce

Love Me Like You Do by Ellie Goulding

Yours by Ella Henderson

Boom Clap Charli XCX

Demons by Imagine Dragons

 

What can I say? Seriously, what can I say? This book has some insta-love in it, sure, but the mythology and thought behind every twist in the story was phenomenal. Seriously. Here’s the deal, I fell in love with Holly and Jonas because they really shouldn’t have come together.

And you know what else? Jonas wanted to be the man that Holly needed. He saw and her and knew that she was the one. He studied her, recognized her needs, even before she could really admit them to herself, and pulled on his powers to make it happen. A supernatural being, tied, irrevocably, to a human woman and what made her tick.

That was beautiful to watch. Mal was cool as all get out, and I loved her filthy mouth, Terrance was MY FAVORITE, and, no, I will not tell you why. Just know that he can come curl up in my purse any day and I’ll be happy he came.

Pick this one up for a sexy short love story, you’ll be glad you did!

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#NewRelease A Christmas Home by April Zyon

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A Christmas Home

www.shifters-match.com book 1

By April Zyon

Genre: Paranormal, Rubenesque, May-December, Shifters

Release Date: December 15, 2015

Publisher: Evernight Publishing

 

Blurb:

Ophelia Lambros thought her life was in order, until she lost her fiance and job all in one day.

She couldn’t return the honeymoon trip she’d been given so she takes the opportunity to find herself on the slopes of Wyoming on the back of a snowmobile.

Jagger Morris was perfectly happy running his repair shop in Shifter Falls, his home for years. As the Kodiak Bear Alpha, he has a lot on his plate. When a new pack asks to join them, Jagger’s hackles rise, but he doesn’t know why.

When he meets his fated mate, Ophelia, she shares a piece of herself that confirms his suspicious nature was spot on. As a seer, she can see death coming their way. Can she make her new mate and his friends understand the risk before time runs out?

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Throwing the wrench down onto the tool pad, Jagger scrubbed a hand down his face. There were days he loved being a mechanic. Then there were days like today where he knew he should have listened to his mother and gotten into something else. Not that he’d ever tell the woman, even if he was still speaking to her. She already thought too highly of her own opinions. Gods only knew where the woman was today, at least she wasn’t in Shifter Falls giving him even more trouble so that was good.

He grabbed the bottle of water he’d been working on and took a long haul while staring at the engine in question. He was missing something, and it was really starting to piss him off that he couldn’t figure it out.

For the last ten years, he’d been head mechanic at the only automotive shop in Shifter Falls. They were the only one there because they only hired the best and did the best work. Competitors didn’t stand a hope in hell. There had been a few other places that had tried to start up in the Falls. But they’d all shut down within a year because they hadn’t had what it took to work in such a closely knit town. That and they’d been outsiders, something that didn’t go over well with the very private residents who ran the town.

Founded by a shifter pack more than two hundred years prior, the town was home to six different types of shifters. Only through harsh laws and firm hands at the helm of each pack did it work. Especially considering the mix the Falls had running around.

There were plenty of humans living and working there, too, but the majority of the population was other. Sometimes there were problems. Sometimes there were all-out fights, but in the end they all knew they had to live together so things had better damn well work out. Which they usually did, eventually.

Moving to the open door of the bay he was working in, he stared out at the falling snow. The weatherman had predicted another couple of inches throughout the day, and more overnight. Great for all the tourists currently running around Shifter Falls in search of as many wintertime activities as they could find. It also had its perks for the business. It was amazing how many out-of-state tourists had no idea how to handle driving in snow.

He spotted a friend and lifted a hand in greeting. Conroy Hayden was the owner of On The Plate, one of four restaurants in Shifter Falls. The guy was a damn connoisseur when it came to flavors. Likely why his restaurant had managed to get rave reviews in several travel and food magazines. Since then people had come to Shifter Falls not only for the events held but in the hopes to get a table in his restaurant.

“Con, good to see you. I have to admit I didn’t think you’d actually get out during the lunch rush.”

The large redhead shrugged and shot him a smirk. “Figured I should bring you something to eat or you’d forget. Again.”

Jagger spotted the bag then and felt his belly rumble. He’d only had a piece of toast and several cups of coffee for breakfast that morning. It was already one in the afternoon and he wasn’t exactly a small guy. Waving Conroy into the bay, he followed behind the man, shooting the troublesome engine a glare. He cleared off a spot on his work table before grabbing a couple stools to set in front. He took one while Conroy unloaded the bag, hitting Jagger with the scent of cooked meat and spices. His stomach let out a hungry snarl that earned him a knowing look from his friend. Jagger held his tongue, knowing anything he said would only provide Con with more ammo to use against him at a later date.

He accepted the plate from his friend and unwrapped it. A huge pile of roast beef he knew was slow cooked, mashed potatoes, and seasonal greens from the greenhouse at the end of town. Con handed him a little container which held gravy, utensils, and a napkin.

“Thanks,” he said. Cutting off a piece of the beef, Jagger slowly chewed the perfectly cooked meat. It practically melted on his tongue. “Damn this is good,” he practically moaned. Another bite he chewed slowly. He knew better than to shove Con’s food down his throat as fast as possible. The man would beat him silly. And Con was nearly as large as Jagger. They’d both taken boxing as kids, but Jagger had plain meanness on his side. Con was a good soul who wanted to help others, which was why he’d gotten into feeding folks. He said the food was good for the soul and part of why On The Plate did the soup kitchen for those who needed a helping hand.

After finishing the meal, Jagger wiped his mouth while Con packed up the dishes. The secondary dish caught his attention. “What’s that?”

“Dessert,” Con told him.

Accepting the dish, he pulled the top off and inhaled the scent from the hot dessert. It was a crumble of some sort. Rhubarb, for sure, definitely strawberries, but there was something else. He took a bite and let out a moan of pleasure.

“I’m going to assume you like it.”

“Dude, this is spectacular. What all’s in here?”

“The usual, but I threw in some cranberries this time for a more seasonal flavor. Gives it a different taste.”

He nodded, it did at that. Scraping out the last, he licked off the spoon under Con’s knowing watch and passed it back. Another wipe with his napkin before he tossed it into the garbage closest and leveled a look at his friend. “I guess this wasn’t just your need to feed me, since you usually dump and run. What’s going on?”

“Don’t know yet but figured I’d give you a heads-up. The sheriff and a couple deputies were in for lunch today and we got to talking. Apparently there are rumblings from the city council about another pack wanting to set up shop here. They’re calling an emergency meeting tomorrow night to discuss it with the alphas and their seconds. You’ll be getting the call soon, but I wanted to let you know before you got it. I know how much you hate surprises.”

That was an understatement. The last surprise Jagger had gotten was his parents divorcing, his father leaving the Falls, and his mother hooking up with the first of many younger males to keep her bed warm. Since then he’d managed to avoid being surprised with the help of those he called and considered to be true friends, like Conroy. Without them, he’d have been caught with his pants down more than once. But they looked out for him, and he helped look out for them in turn. They were more his family than his parents ever had been.

“I’ll be ready, thanks.” Standing, he gave his friend the quintessential man hug and walked him out of the bay. He stayed there a moment longer to watch the comings and goings of the locals and tourists before turning to face his current nemesis. One way or another he was damn well going to get this thing running. Then he could take it over to the hotel and return it to the tourist to which it belonged.

“All right, you giant hunk of metal, let’s get down to business.”

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#NewRelease First Class Filthy by Jocelyn Dex @evernightpub

First Class Filthy by Jocelyn Dex


BBW Billionaire Romance


Release Date: December 14, 2015



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Blurb

Shay is terrified to fly, but when Max, a sexy-as-sin man, sits next to her in first class, he provides a distraction that changes her outlook on flying and leaves her longing for more.



When she meets up with him on the ground, his sexual dominance and dirty talk bring out her inner submissive, and drive her to heights she’s never known. When she begins feeling like a prostitute instead of a sexually progressive woman, she decides to put a stop to the sexcapades.



When Max turns on the charm, will she stand her ground or bend to his will? 



Warning : Dominance, Dirty Talk, Light Anal Play, Light Choking, Unprotected Sex, and a Happily-Ever After

Rated R Excerpt
        Max pushed Shay back just enough so that he could grab a handful of her dress and pull it up, then slowly slipped his hand beneath her panties until he found her wetness. Air hissed from between her clenched teeth as he slid a finger between her swollen lips.

        “Fuck, I love how juicy you get for me. Do you know what I would have done to you if I’d caught up with you at the hotel?” He twirled the tip of his finger around her opening. Her hips jutted forward trying to make him slip inside. “Hmm?”

        “Please,” she breathed.

        “Yes,” she huffed. “Now.”


        He tilted his head back so that he was staring into her eyes, his gaze bordering on ominous. “Are you sure? You need to understand that when I fuck you, I own your body. You take what I give. I might even scare you, but I promise you’ll enjoy it.”

       Scare her? Oh hell, she should be scared that he’d said that, but with his finger stroking her clit, she couldn’t muster up the brainpower to be anything but needy for his cock.

       “I’m sure.”

        He spun her around, grabbed the back of her neck, and forced her facedown to his desk. “Don’t move,” he said. He flipped her dress up and grabbed handfuls of her ass cheeks as he ground his dress pant-covered erection into her crack. “Your ass is so sexy. So round and thick. Perfect.” He peeled her panties down her legs, and when her boots prevented him from getting them all the way off, he simply ripped them from her.

        He kneeled, spread her ass cheeks, and shoved his face between her legs, licking her from pussy to ass as he’d said. She jumped at the sensation and pushed off the desk. He instantly stood, reached his arm around her, and gripped her throat. “I said not to move. Face on the desk.”

        Not used to being bossed around like that during sex, a feeling of indignation, humiliation, maybe even shame spread through her as she obeyed. When she heard him unlatch his belt and drop his zipper, she dismissed those feelings.



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