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July 2, 2014
Ashes of War #excerpt: Ty’s point of view plus a #giveaway!
Happy Wednesday! I’m so happy about the release of Ashes of War! if you haven’t picked it up yet, it’d be a great addition to your eReader during the 4th of July weekend. Still on the fence about dragons? Well here’s a excerpt that will hopeful persuade you. And if that’s not enough, I’ll select TWO commenters to receive a copy of book one, WAR’S PASSION!
Find Ashes of War at:
Amazon: http://amzn.to/1iMbHXL
Excerpt:
Females couldn’t be trusted. Period.
Yet here he was, about to chase after Ashlynn, a goddess by all rights of the divine laws and a hunter sent by the gods.
The latter made Ty even more suspicious of the female.
“I’m not sure how long I’ll be gone,” Ty said to break his destructive train of thought.
Zavier offered him a handheld device. “This has a GPS tracker. If you need us and can’t call, for whatever reason, just push the green button.”
In another time—before his capture—Ty would’ve been cocky enough to tell Z where he could stick the GPS. Not anymore. Life was too short, even for an immortal dragon.
He closed his hand around the device. His lips twitched and his heart warmed a little. “This Markus’s idea?”
“Gwen’s.”
The twitch in his lips was back. Markus’s female was the only one in a long time Ty felt he could trust. Even he admitted she possessed a pure soul and kind heart. Plus, she was incapable of lying. Being the granddaughter of Aphrodite and one of the Fates meant she was very powerful and Garrick wanted her power.
“Tell Gwen thanks,” Ty said, then jumped off the cliff, shifting at the same time in a flash of red and gold. The burn of his wings extended from his back and the hard change rolled over the rest of his body. The shift into a dragon shot through him like an electric current.
His wings caught an updraft and he was yanked out of his freefall. Leaning into his left side, he turned and flew over the mansion. From there, he spotted the ruins where Ashlynn had last been seen, about a quarter mile away.
He touched down about fifteen feet from the stone remains of Garrick’s lab based on the backpack full of shit Gwen brought back. Actually, Ashlynn stuffed random items, from a laptop to flash drives and other devices Ty didn’t recognize, in the bag the day the lab exploded, not Gwen. Z was still searching through the computer files and breaking codes. They all hoped the information in the files would give them a one up on Garrick’s grand plan to take over Olympus.
Shifting back to his human form and willing clothes to cover his body, he walked to the fallen building. He and Markus combed the area for anything useful to locate their quarries with no luck. It was as if they both disappeared from Earth. Gwen said the building blew up a moment after she was teleported out by Ashlynn, but she didn’t know anything else about how it exploded.
He clenched his jaw and fisted his hands. His blood heated in his veins, intensifying his dragon’s rage. They needed to find Ashlynn because they refused to believe she was dead. Taking deep, calming breaths, Ty tried to rein in his dragon. “We’ll find her.”
A twig snapped and he whirled to face the intruder. As soon as the redheaded goddess came into to full view, he froze and his heart pounded. Her hair hung in silky waves around her shoulders and her green eyes sparkled like emeralds. He let his gaze travel down her body. A tight black V-neck sweater and black jeans clung to her modest curves and his palms itched to touch her, to see if she was real.
“Are you going to stand there and stare at me all day?” Ashlynn stepped toward him, her expression a mysterious blend of coyness and invitation.
June 29, 2014
Happy Release Day!
ASHES OF WAR is here!!
Amazon: http://amzn.to/1iMbHXL
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Kobo: http://bit.ly/1sQHSJU
Sons of War, book 2
Ashlynn Blake, minor goddess of the hunt—lethal, beautiful, and able to connect with animals on a psychic level—is the perfect person to place judgment upon an accused dragon. But first she has to prove to the gods that Ty Sullivan is innocent of his crimes. If she fails, she’s doomed to lose her heart along with him forever.
Ty’s been beaten, scarred, and betrayed by females. He doesn’t trust them, can’t stand being around them for longer than he or his dragon needs to be. Yet, when he meets Ashlynn, his dragon is ready to mate, but the man believes she’s no different than the others.
The Fates have thrown them together, forcing secrets to be told and igniting a passion so fierce it may destroy both of them.
Spotlight Sunday: Stealing His Heart by Ella Jade
Book 1 in my Kingston Heat series, Stealing His Heart, heats up the pages and introduces you to a pretty swoon-worthy book boyfriend. WARNING… Pax will steal your heart.
Will the bad-boy pitcher strike out when it comes to love?
Shy music teacher Sophia Ballis has sworn off men. After a bad experience with a college jock she decided it was better to be alone than to get burned again. She focused on her education and now her new job at a local private school.
Professional baseball pitcher Paxton Hughes is a player both on and off the field. He’s signed to the Kingston Crushers to bring home the coveted championship title. Nothing can get in his way. Serious relationships don’t mix with a life on the road and he never loses focus on the game. One-night stands are his specialty for a reason.
While out jogging one spring morning, the two collide, setting their course in motion. Pax is immediately drawn to the unassuming beauty. Sophia is aware of his reputation and decides one night of meaningless sex with the attractive Texas charmer is just what she needs to get over her self-imposed dry spell. Pax has more than a one-night stand on his mind, but will his bad-boy persona and demanding schedule ruin any chances of a happily ever after?
Content Warning: contains explicit sex and adult content
“Can I walk you to your car?” Pax asked.
“Thank you.” Sophia got up from the table and took his hand. “I’m parked right out front.”
He led her across the dance floor, waving to the few people who were left, and then out to the parking lot.
“It’s that one.” She pointed to her beat-up car, the one she’d bought her freshman year of college. It was used then but it still managed to get her where she needed to go. “Probably not as nice as what you drive.”
He leaned her against the car and wrapped his arms around her waist. Her heart pounded hard against her chest, strumming loud between her ears. She could smell the beer that lingered on his breath. His hazel eyes narrowed as he swiped the tip of his tongue along his top lip before tilting his head.
“I have a feeling I’m going be seeing you in my dreams tonight.” He sighed as he brought his mouth to hers. “Give me something to remember these next few days.”
She nodded as she placed her hands on his broad shoulders and guided him to her, closing any space between them. When his warm lips touched hers, she thought she would explode. A burn coursed through her and settled between her legs. The mild tingling she’d experienced when they danced was nothing compared to the intensity she felt now.
As he deepened the kiss, his tongue massaged hers. Increasing his hold on her hips, he pinned her between the car and his massive thighs. She tightened her grip on him when his erection grazed her center. Every nerve ending in her begged to be satiated. The ache inside her stomach moved lower until the dampness invaded her panties. Her nipples poked against the thin material of her silk bra.
When she moaned into his mouth, he placed one last kiss on her lips before pulling away. He looked at her for a moment, pressing his forehead to hers as he stuttered a few words.
“That was…well, I’ve never…” He ran his fingers through his hair. “You have me tongue-tied, sugar. That doesn’t happen often.”
Now she wanted to know what else he could do with that tongue.
“You best get in that car and drive away before I…”
She’d never wanted to have a one-night stand more than she did at that very moment. Maggie had said if there was ever a guy to have one with, Pax would be the one. He was a no-strings-attached player. Why hadn’t he asked her to go home with him?
“Be safe driving home.” He reached for the handle and opened her door. “You have some sweet dreams. I know I sure will.”
Sleep? That was the last thing on her mind.
Stealing His Heart available now…
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About Ella
Ella Jade has been writing for as long as she can remember. As a child, she often had a notebook and pen with her, and now as an adult, the laptop is never far. The plots and dialogue have always played out in her head, but she never knew what to do with them. That all changed when she discovered the eBook industry. She started penning novels at a rapid pace and now she can’t be stopped.
Ella resides in New Jersey with her husband and two young boys. When she’s not chasing after her kids, she’s busy writing, attending PTO meetings, kickboxing, and scrapbooking. She hopes you’ll get lost in her words.
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June 27, 2014
Giveaway Friday: Select an eBook
Happy Friday! It’s that time again to talk about random stuff and win a prize. This weekend I’m letting the winners choice which eBook they would like. I’ll pick, via random.org, 3 winners who can choice any eBook from my bookshelf. If you are selected and have all my books, then you will receive the next 3 releases.
All you have to do is tell if you think paranormal romance is dying. Do you crave more of it? What something different?
Have a wonderful weekend!
June 26, 2014
Ashes of War #Excerpt Teaser 2
ASHES OF WAR comes out in FIVE days! I’m so excited to share another teaser from Ty and Ash’s story with you. The below teaser picks up from where yesterday’s teaser ended. Enjoy!
If you haven’t read book 1, WAR’S PASSION, not is your chance. It’s on sale for $0.99! Pick up your copy before Saturday and tell your friends!
Amazon: http://amzn.to/1rnO5IA
B&N: http://bit.ly/1g0z0Fz
ARe: http://bit.ly/1rubiJh
During his captivity, according to rumors, he’d gone mad, submitted to his dragon and killed Elizabeth. Eros wanted his head. Ash wasn’t about to hand Ty over until she had proof.
Spying a bridge ahead, she teleported to the other side, cloaked herself with an invisibility spell, and waited for Sam. When he reached the end of the bridge, he stopped and turned in a circle, looking for her. She almost laughed and gave herself away. Simple minds.
Lowering her invisibility spell, she grabbed Sam by the back of the neck. “Surprise. What did Elizabeth do for Garrick?”
“Who?”
“Don’t play stupid with me. Elizabeth, goddess of desire, daughter of Eros. Beautiful blonde with royal blue eyes?”
He shook his head. “I don’t know her.”
“I’m running out of patience.”
The pounding of boots against asphalt made her whirl around, Sam still in her grasp. Two more descendants appeared. “Oh, good. Now we have a party.”
Sam went limp in her arms. Glancing down, she saw the small implant behind his right ear and cursed. Dropping the little shit, she focused on the newcomers. The one on her left held up a handheld device, no doubt the trigger to Sam’s life.
A deadly leash Garrick used on all his newly created minions.
Well, damn.
Without warning, she thrust two energy balls at the Imperials, both hitting her targets with quick efficiency. Their surprised gazes weren’t very satisfying. She’d rather have information she could use before killing them.
A moment later, she materialized in her townhouse in the center of town and wasn’t surprised to see her mother seated on the sofa. “Good evening, mitera.”
“Why do you waste your time fighting?”
Ash sighed, moved to the fridge and pulled out a beer. She truly loved her mother, but Artemis was a goddess with no understanding of how the mortal world worked. “I’m hunting for info.”
“You could get it from the source.”
Tilting her head slightly, she studied her mother. Almost a mirror image of herself— long, wavy red hair—the subtle differences in their appearances were in their faces. Ash’s was slightly rounder and her eyes were a vivid emerald green while Artemis’s were a pale green. By the way the goddess perched on the sofa, her back straight as she picked at her nails, Ash could tell something bothered her. “Say what you came to say.”
“Eros demanded Tyson be brought in for judgment sooner.”
Fear stilled her heart for a brief moment. “How much sooner?”
“You are to bring him to Zeus in one week.”
“What? I had ninety days to research and find proof. I can’t bring in an innocent man.”
With brows drawn together, Artemis rose and faced her. The goddess’s pale green eyes didn’t have their usual spark. They were slightly darker than normal like a thin layer of clouds covering the sun, blocking most of the light. “He is a dragon. Rumor says he is not well.”
The rumors say…
Bullshit and her mother knew it. Ty might carry the dangerous-man-eating-dragon front well, but he was not insane. He was too clever, too guarded. “I’ve been close enough to him to know he is sane and has full control over his beast.”
“If you are so sure he is innocent, then go to him. Give him no choice but to work with you to find the truth.” Artemis stepped closer, took Ash’s free hand in hers, and squeezed. “Seduce the dragon if you must. Either way, he will face judgment in seven days.”
Artemis dematerialized, leaving Ash alone with her thoughts.
Seduce Ty. That’d be the easy part. Getting him to trust her? That was the challenge of the century.
June 25, 2014
Ashes of War #Excerpt Teaser 1
Hello! As much fun as I had at RomCon, I’m so glad to be back home and back to my routine, which includes working on 2 books at the same time. Yes, I know I’m a little crazy, but it works. 
The real exciting part of my job is teasing you with excerpt for an upcoming release. Tee Hee. ASHES OF WAR comes out in SIX days! I’m so excited to share Ty and Ash’s story with you that I’ve included an excerpt teaser from chapter one below. Enjoy!
If you haven’t read book 1, WAR’S PASSION, not is your chance. It’s on sale for $0.99! Pick up your copy before Saturday and tell your friends!
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ARe: http://bit.ly/1rubiJh
Chapter One
The demi-god she currently followed cut a sharp left. Her anxiety spiked. The bastard couldn’t get away. Not since she’d finally found him, alone. A few blocks from the edge of the market she materialized in front of the demi-god, aka Garrick’s—one of the Sons of War and the evil brother—minion. “What’s the hurry, Sam?”
Sam stopped dead in his tracks, his mouth fell open and his face turned a bright shade of white. Not bothering to swipe his blond hair from his eyes, he slowly shifted one foot backward as if ready to haul ass. “You…you’re dead.”
Really? News to her. Twisting, she gave herself a once over for effect before returning her attention back on the shithead. “I don’t think so. I’m as alive as you. Oh, did Garrick tell you he killed me? He’s always had a crazy sense of humor, don’t you think?”
The poor man looked confused for several moments. Then realization lit up his features, his eyes grew round, and he resumed his slow retreat from her. His hands shook at his side. The sour stench of fear rolled off him. Narrowing her eyes, she studied him as he took yet another step back. Ah, yes. Her otherworldly glow from spending the two weeks in Olympus healing after being inside Garrick’s laboratory when it blew up had given her little secret away. At least it was a secret from the Imperials. None of them knew she was a minor goddess of the hunt.
Perhaps she appeared more like her mother than she believed.
“Oh no you don’t,” she said when the Imperial turned to run. She lunged and grabbed him by his arm, twisting it around his back, and forced him to his knees. “You’ll tell me what I want to know. Are we clear?”
Sam gripped her forearm and squeezed. “Never, bitch.”
With a quick jerk she wasn’t anticipating, he reached up with his free hand, grabbed the back of her head and tossed her over his shoulder. Her back hit the asphalt, knocking the wind from her lungs. Pain raced up her spine in a hot, searing wave. Fuck.
It took her a moment to catch her breath. When she did, she saw the little bastard dart out of the alley. Jumping to her feet and willing her magic to soothe away the aches from hitting the pavement, she chased him as he weaved through the streets of Serenity Cove. Even though it was late enough that most humans were safe in their homes, she cast a cloaking spell to keep those still milling about from noticing things they shouldn’t.
The Imperial twisted his upper body around and threw an energy bolt at her. She deflected it and conjured her bow and arrows. The first shot missed, but then she intended only a warning. She wanted information from him.
Information that could lead her closer to finding out how deep Elizabeth fell into Garrick’s plans and his army of demi-gods. The daughter of Eros, god of love and desire, had captured and tortured Ty Sullivan—one of Ares’s sons and dragon-shifters known as the Sons of War.
And Ash wanted to know why.
June 23, 2014
Excerpt Tour: Casey’s Warriors (Bondmates, book 1) by Ann Mayburn
Casey’s Warriors (Bondmates #1) by Ann Mayburn
Blurb:
Adar has searched more than a lifetime to find his bondmate—the one woman he was born to love and the only woman who can save him from the approaching madness that threatens all unbonded males of his race. When a wormhole opens from his galaxy to Earth and the women who could hold their future, Lorn will do all in his power to not only find his mate, but show her a Universe she never knew existed.
Casey Westfall’s normal life changed forever when she finds the sexy leather clad man on her doorstep. One innocent kiss leads to an adventure that will span worlds and Casey will have to choose between the man who is the other half of her soul and never seeing her family or her world again. To complicate matters Kadothians live in polyamerous family units and Lorn will have to convince his Earth bride to accept not only his love, but the love of his best friend and brothers in arms or risk the chance of losing them to either the madness or the Hive—the race of sociopathic women bent on destroying and enslaving everything in their path, but Casey can’t see loving more than one man as being anything other than a sin. Lorn will have to teach his bride that she was created for both of them just as they were created only for her.
In a Universe where all is possible, the battle to protect not only his people, but his heart rests on the soul of a human woman who must face the unknown and take a leap of faith that could save or destroy them all.
Release Date:
June 24 2014
Buy Links:
Will be available on release day. Please refer to Ann’s website for buy linkshttp://www.annmayburn.com/
Author Bio:
Ann is Queen of the Castle to her wonderful husband and three sons in the mountains of West Virginia. In her past lives she’s been an Import Broker, a Communications Specialist, a US Navy Civilian Contractor, a Bartender/Waitress, and an actor at the Michigan Renaissance Festival. She also spent a summer touring with the Grateful Dead-though she will deny to her children that it ever happened.
From a young age she’s been fascinated by myths and fairytales, and the romance that often was the center of the story. As Ann grew older and her hormones kicked in, she discovered trashy romance novels. Great at first, but she soon grew tired of the endless stories with a big wonderful emotional buildup to really short and crappy sex. Never a big fan of purple prose, throbbing spears of fleshy pleasure and wet honey pots make her giggle, she sought out books that gave the sex scenes in the story just as much detail and plot as everything else-without using cringe worthy euphemisms. This led her to the wonderful world of Erotic Romance, and she’s never looked back.
Now Ann spends her days trying to tune out cartoons playing in the background to get into her ‘sexy space’ and has learned to type one handed while soothing a cranky baby.
Author Links:
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https://www.facebook.com/RomanceAuthorAnnMayburn
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Naughty Excerpt
18+ warning
Lorn didn’t even try to hide the hard rush of lust that filled him at the thought of making love to Nast with their alyah watching. His wife had no idea what she was in for, but he couldn’t wait to show her the reason why none of them would ever feel jealous. But first they had to get her to relax and lower her shields all the way so she could fully immerse herself in the moment.
Looking up at Lorn, Nast smiled and a delicious wave of arousal came from Casey. “Let us get her comfortable.”
Together they helped Casey move up and she jerked at her restraints. “Come on, guys, untie me.”
“No,” Lorn said and rubbed his lips over the swell of her breast with the bondmark. “You have no self-control when it comes to pleasure, alyah, and while I love it, we get to torture you a little for scaring us.”
She huffed at them, but a smile played at the corners of her pink, kissable mouth. As if reading his mind Nast leaned over and gave her a soft, tender kiss that left her pleasure-dazed when he pulled back. Having been on the receiving end of one of Nast’s devastatingly gentle kisses Lorn could sympathize with her stunned look. Grabbing the bodice of her robe he swiftly tore it in two while Nast grabbed the sleeve of her robe and ripped it. Together they shredded her clothing from her in violent moves that had her wet and panting by the time she was naked with her robe lying in ruins around her pale body.
Lord of Life, she was beautiful.
Nast gripped his forearm and pulled them down the bed so they were just beyond her tiny feet. With a low growl he held his blood brother to him, enjoying the familiar perfection of the other man’s body. They’d been together so long they knew each other’s pleasures intimately and Lorn put that knowledge to good use, gripping the back of Nast’s neck and drawing him in for a punishing kiss. Fire streaked through their bond from Casey and he silently rejoiced she wasn’t upset about their touching.
Pleasure built hot and fierce in his blood and he slipped his hand beneath the loose band of Nast’s pants, curving his palm around the other man’s hard cock, milking some of that precum which Casey seemed to like so much. Lifting his fingers, now coated with lilac precum, Lorn held his hand to Nast and together they began to lick his fingers clean, their tongues twining and their growls blending together.
Having Casey here watching them had to be one of the most erotic acts of Lorn’s life.
“Holy shit, that’s hot,” their little bride whimpered from where she was propped up at the head of the bed. “I’m going to come from just watching you kiss.”
Satisfaction flowed through Nast, matching Lorn’s pride in pleasing their woman. And she was their woman; it was as plain as the moons in the sky, as true as his love. They were meant to be together and his wife was finally beginning to accept that. The more the men kissed the more her soul opened to Nast until it almost felt as if the other man was already bonded to them. Lorn rejoiced in the sensation of finally almost being completely linked to his blood brother like he’d yearned to be all these years.
Nast grabbed Lorn’s ass and pressed their still covered cocks together as they kissed, grinding against each other while Casey began to moan softly.
“I can feel you,” she marveled. “Both of you. Like you’re touching me.”
Pressing his lips up against Lorn’s ear, Nast whispered, “I want you to take me, then I want Casey.”
The thought of Nast moving over Casey, covering her small frame with his as he worked his cock into her had Lorn close to spilling in his pants. He pulled back with a ragged gasp, straining for control that was quickly stripped away by the sight of Casey rubbing her legs together and squeezing her lush thighs trying to ease the ache of her very wet sex.
“What a pretty pussy,” Nast murmured. “I cannot wait to get my tongue into it.”
“Please,” Casey begged as she strained against her bonds. “Eat me, lick me, make me come, Nast, please.”
“Oh, I will alyah, after I take care of your husband.”
Both men stiffened as Casey’s lust overwhelmed them. It was so strong Lorn had to close his bond the slightest bit before his wife took away all his control. A fine tremor ran through Nast and the need to fuck his blood brother filled Lorn with a vengeance.
“Hands and knees,” Lorn said in a voice barely above an inhuman growl.
Nast, of course, resisted and the men wrestled on the bed. Soon Lorn had Nast pinned and moved enough so Casey could watch him spit down the crack of his blood brother’s ass.
“You’re so fucking dirty,” she whispered. “I love it.”
He gave her a feral grin, flashing his fangs before planting a hand on Nast’s lower back and dipping his head down to kiss along the hard curve of the other man’s buttock. Nast arched with a low moan and Lorn quickly rewarded him by teasing the sensitive rim of his anus, pausing to wet two of his fingers before he slid them into the welcoming heat of his future husband’s body. The feeling of that tight, firm entrance clasping around his fingers was enough to have Lorn finger-fucking the other man fast and hard, eager to open his body enough to accept him.
“Take me,” Nast groaned and got onto his hands and knees, the heavy muscles of his back and shoulders flexing as he looked over at Casey.
She stared back at Nast with a dazed expression and love wove into her lust, throwing them all higher until Lorn was fumbling with the drawstring of his pants before shoving them down enough to free his aching cock. Lorn groaned with the sensation of the cool air on his oversensitive flesh, a sound quickly echoed by his wife and lover. Spreading open the crack of Nast’s ass with one hand, he spit into his other hand and smeared the lubrication over his cock. Once he was positioned at the entrance to his blood brother’s body he looked over at Casey and began to sink in.
With wide eyes she watched avidly at where the men’s bodies joined and spread her legs. The sight of her flushed, wet sex made his mouth water and Nast growled like a beast beneath him. She was so aroused her sex contracted as she unconsciously raised her hips as if she was the one receiving his cock, and in a way she was. As connected to them as she was now she was feeling an edge of the sensations filling both men. The burn of being stretched along with the hard pleasure of pushing a cock into willing, hot flesh. It was so good he had to close his eyes as he eased into his lover until their balls brushed each other.
A hard shudder worked through Nast and he whispered, “Have to close myself off. Need to last. Need to come in her.”
Lorn completely understood and while he mourned the loss of Nast’s emotions it allowed him to concentrate fully on Casey. He let out a snarl as she silently urged him to move with a jerk of her hips. All finesse left him as he drowned in their mutual need, her desires building his own until he felt almost like he was in rut, eager to fuck until he couldn’t fuck anymore. Moving with harsh thrusts of his hips he pounded into Nast, certain of his blood brother’s ability to take him. Nast responded by squeezing with his inner muscles, gripping Lorn’s shaft as tight as a fist. His heart filled with love and he opened his eyes again, looking to Casey, needing to see her pleasure.
She was watching him and wiggling on the bed, her magnificent breasts topped with hard little nipples trembling with her shaky breaths. When their eyes met her love overwhelmed him and he threw his head back, feeling overwhelmed from the pleasure blasting through him. Nast fucked him back, meeting his thrusts until the sound of their flesh slapping together mingled with the low growls spilling from them both. His climax threatened and he fought it, working to prolong this intense pleasure.
“Please, Lorn,” Casey screamed. “Please come. Oh God, I can’t stand it.”
With a roar spilling out of him he did as his wife begged, the first hard blast of his semen coinciding with a shockwave through his bond with his alyah, followed by the warm pleasure of her own orgasm. Her moans drove him crazy as he continued to press himself into Nast, leaning forward so he could hug the other man, to tell him without words how much he loved him, how much he loved them both. When his orgasm stilled at last he pulled gently out of his lover and gave his ass a smack before rolling off the bed on unsteady feet.
June 22, 2014
eBook #sale: War’s Passion
SALE!! In celebration of the release of Ashes of War on July 1st, War’s Passion is on sales for $0.99!! This week only.
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June 21, 2014
Spotlight Sunday: Delicious Delay by Tara Quan
Hi Lia. Thank you for letting me drop by on a Sunday morning. I’m here to share my multicultural contemporary romance, Delicious Delay. The book is currently discounted for a limited time. You can grab it for only 99 cents from Amazon, B&N, AllRomance, and Decadent. I’m also running a giveaway until July 1, where there’s a $15 gift card on offer.
After my own not-so-delicious delay in the Middle East, I set out to write something funny, sexy, and set entirely in an airport lounge. Having just lived in the United Arab Emirates, it seemed like the perfect time to try my hand at a sheikh romance. Since Khalid is a modern day royal, I gave him a British accent and a PhD from the London School of Economics. Before they move on to more delicious activities, my feisty redhead heroine butts heads with this too-arrogant hero enough times to make sparks fly.
I hope I’ve piqued your interest enough to take a look at this quick summer read. Thanks again for having me over! ~Tara Quan
Delicious Delay
Stranded in a Middle Eastern airport, Michelle Day finds herself the object of interest for an abrasive, but all-too-sexy stranger—a stranger who tempts her with the forbidden in a land where indecency could get her killed. But how does one say no to such a deliciously, relentless pursuit?
Khalid Al Dehri takes one look at the red-headed spitfire in the business class lounge and knew he’d either been transported to heaven—or hell. Her tart response to his surliness intrigues him beyond all propriety and the longer he spends in her company, the more he can’t deny his forbidden attraction. But will she explore the sensuality between them or will society’s rules keep them apart?
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Multicultural
Buy Links: Amazon | B&N | Decadent | AllRomance | GoodReads
About Tara Quan
Globetrotter, lover of languages, and romance author, Tara Quan has an addiction for crafting tales with a pinch of spice and a smidgen of kink. Inspired by her travels, Tara enjoys tossing her kick-ass heroines and alpha males into exotic contemporary locales, fantasy worlds, and post-apocalyptic futures. Armed with magical powers or conventional weapons, her characters are guaranteed a suspenseful and sensual ride, as well as their own happily ever after. Learn more at www.taraquan.com
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June 15, 2014
Spotlight Sunday: Dance Away, Danger by Alexa Bourne
Thank you, Lia, for allowing me to visit today! I’m so excited to get a chance to share information about one of my favorite books of my own, Dance Away, Danger! This book is a romantic suspense story that came out this past January. It’s available in both ebook format and print. I hope you like the excerpt!
Dance Away, Danger
(Book 1 of the Hanover Haven Series)
Blurb:
Sensible dance instructor Tessa Gage likes her life organized, risk-free and on her own terms. When her cop brother goes missing, his crooked partner tries to kill her, and a handsome stranger claims he’s come to protect her, she’s forced to leave her comfort zone. With more dance and business sense than survival skills and no idea who to trust, Tessa has no choice but to rely on this man who’d rather be anywhere but by her side.
When carefree carpenter Matt Rylan gets a late night call from an Army buddy who once saved his life, he finds himself where he never again wanted to be—responsible for someone else. Honor demands Matt cooperate, but he never expects his simple babysitting job to test the limits of his self-control. Nor does he expect it to explode into a race against time for his very freedom.
As Tessa and Matt get closer to the truth, and to each other, Tessa learns to step outside the safety of her world to help set the wheels of justice in motion. For Matt, supporting this courageous woman suddenly becomes everything to him. Yet, his biggest challenge remains sharing his closed-off heart with her before the danger silences them both forever.
Buy Links:
Barnes & Noble:
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/dance-away-danger-alexa-bourne/1117971061?ean=2940148199755
All Romance Ebooks:
https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-danceawaydanger-1389725-149.html
About Alexa:
Alexa Bourne is a teacher by day and a romance writer by nights, weekends, and all school holidays. She also teaches online classes for writers throughout the year. She writes romantic suspense and contemporary romance and is thrilled to have the chance to share her stories with readers everywhere.
When she’s not concocting sinister plots and steamy love scenes or traveling and exploring new cultures, Alexa spends her time reading, watching brainless TV, and thinking about exercising. Okay, she also spends way too much time interacting with readers and writers on social media sites. But don’t tell her editors! Find out more about her and her books on her website, www.alexabourne.com.
Alexa@alexabourne.com
http://alexabourne.com/cuan-macdougall-pub/
https://twitter.com/AlexaBourne
http://www.facebook.com/AuthorAlexaBourne
http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5818611.Alexa_Bourne
Excerpt:
A niggling sensation danced across the nape of Tessa Gage’s neck. What was that thumping? She yanked her thoughts from her to-do list, reached across the desk, and killed the radio. A low wind whistled outside the office window. No one would be crazy enough to knock in this weather at this hour. The night remained silent. Fingertips of unease released a shiver down her spine.
“It’s nothing, Tessa. Just your tired, overworked imagination.” If she had a social life like normal people, she would’ve left when the studio closed hours before. Instead, she’d agreed to stay late and catch up on paperwork for her pregnant boss. She glanced at the open office door and beyond. Soft light from the lamp in the far corner trickled across the wooden dance floor. The offices on either side of hers remained shrouded in darkness. No boogie men stared at her through the glass partitions. She strained to hear any movement beyond her cluttered cube and set her pen down. When she pushed away from the desk, the wheels of her chair squeaked.
Tessa cringed. Froze.
The studio remained still. Her brother’s warning sprang into her head; if something didn’t feel right, get the hell out of there.
As quietly as she could, she stepped to the doorway and studied the empty dance floor. Shadows coiled around the lobby furniture to her right, accentuated by the pale moonlight seeping through the window blinds. Everything appeared normal. And yet, it felt wrong.
A blast of frigid winter air barreled from the rear of the building.
Thump…pause…thump.
Tessa scrambled to the desk, grabbed her cell phone.
Thump…pause…thump.
Shadows expanded on the floor behind her. Her fingers shook as she pressed 9…thump…1…thump.
“Tessa.”
The phone slipped from her grasp and clattered on the tile floor. She swung around and came face-to-face with a dark-haired stranger.
“How did you get in here?” How the hell did the man know her name?
He jerked his thumb over his shoulder. “The lock on the back door needs to be replaced.”
He took a step toward her.
“Stay away!” She clenched her fists at her sides. Good grief, he blocked her only exit.
“Take it easy.” He raised his hands. They were empty of a weapon, but he had used them to break in when most of Hanover was already in bed. “I’m not going to hurt you.”
“Why should I believe you?”
They stood still, facing each other. He didn’t look so tough in his brown leather bomber jacket and construction boots—average height, average build, average features.
“Who are you, and what do you want?” She raised her chin, throwing out a fearlessness she didn’t possess. Damn, how many times had Jason tried to teach her self-defense? Why hadn’t she paid more attention?
“My name’s Matt Rylan. I’m a friend of Jason’s.”
She shook her head. “I know my brother’s friends. I’ve never seen you before.”
