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OBSESSION BY DESIGN -The Weathermen 2***Click HERE to pur...

OBSESSION BY DESIGN -The Weathermen 2***Click HERE to purchase directly fromEvernight Publishing***BLURB
On her first day working for Emmett Radcliffe, President of Radcliffe Software and Web Design, Liane Peyton learns that Emmett hired her not only for her design skills, but for her coding abilities. Liane finds herself building a secret database for Emmett and his friends, but saving the planet isn’t Emmett’s only obsession. He has his sights set on Liane, and he will stop at nothing to have her.

Emmett is part of a group of friends financing the efforts to put a stop to The Madeline Project. The program now has a mind of its own, thanks to a virus called Tommy Twister. These men have power, resources, and money, but they’re as ruthless and possessive as the storms ravaging Earth. They call themselves the Weathermen…

ADULT EXCERPT
She pushed her hips against his erection and moved her tongue over his, imitating his movements. She needed this man inside her right now or she was going to die from desire. Was that possible? It had to be, because she’d never felt such intense longing.
His mouth still on hers, he backed her up against the sideboard and then released the kiss. “Turn around.”
Once again, she obeyed without hesitation. Emmett leaned her over the furniture. He tugged her hair until her head was back, and then he licked her neck. “I’m going to fuck you, Liane. And you’re going to take it.”
She cried out in pleasure as he moved his other hand over her ass, giving each cheek a couple of hard smacks. The dress wasn’t thick, and it stung, but she absolutely adored it. He let go of her hair and pushed the dress up, revealing her ass. “Oh yes. I knew you had a nice one.” His hands caressed her cheeks, moving down the backs of her thighs and up her lower back. “You are exquisite.”
Liane didn’t answer him. She couldn’t. All she could do was close her eyes and absorb the sensations. Never had she been taken like this. This was heady and raw. It sent her emotions spiraling out of control and her arousal to places it had never gone.
He told her to spread her legs a bit, and then he slipped a finger into her ass crack and underneath to her throbbing clit, over and over, until she pushed back against him and writhed against his touch. “Please…” she whispered.
His lips grazed her neck. “Please what?”
“Oh…”
Emmett slid a finger between her moist folds and Liane cried out again as fresh desire raced through her. “You are soaking wet.”
“I can’t help it. You did that to me.”
“Mmmm… I can’t wait to taste it.”
Her exhale came out in a shudder, and when he pushed his other hand into the opening at the front of the dress and placed it over her left breast, she began to whimper. He rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger while she shook her head back and forth, silently begging for release.
“I wonder how these taste.”
“Please.”
“Tell me what you want, Liane. In detail. Or I won’t do anything more than I’m doing right now for the entire night.”
How the hell did he have this kind of control? Was he human?
“I want you to make love to me.”
He chuckled, and shivers ran up and down her spine. Emmett gave her nipple a squeeze, and the tiny jolt of electricity it sent straight to her clit forced a loud moan from her. “You’re going to have to do better than that, gorgeous. Come on. Use your imagination.”
Shit. He was going to torture her with sex. “Okay. I want you to lick that.”
Another squeeze, this one tighter. She cried out again. “That what? Use real names. Come on, Liane. You’re a grown women with a lush body. Own it. Tell me what you want me to do to every square inch of it.”
“Spank me more. I loved that. And lick my nipples. And suck them. Please.”
“Good girl.” His hand moved to the other breast, where he proceeded to tease it in the same way. Then he slipped a long finger into her pussy, slowly, while she let out a long moan. “Don’t stop. Tell me more. What else do you want me to do to you?”
“Fuck me. With your tongue, your fingers, and your dick.”
“Good girl. Very good.” He moved his finger in and out gently, and the movement sent shock waves straight to her clit. She was going to come. No doubt about it.
“I can’t think anymore.”
He kissed her neck. “Yes you can.”
“You mentioned tying me to your bed.”
“Yes, I did.” That voice! It washed over her until no other sound existed. “Tell me about that. What do you picture when you think about it?”
“I’ve always had fantasies.”
He moaned softly as he continued playing with her nipple and her pussy. “Is that true? Tell me about them. Please, Liane.”
The realization this was turning him on just as much sent her excitement level through the roof. “I want you to tie me down and spank me, and then fuck me silly. Fuck me until neither one of us can breathe.”
“Oh my God. You shall have your wish, beautiful lady. But first, if I don’t get inside that hot, wet pussy I’m going to come in my pants.”
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DC Stone is visiting me today. She recently released...

DC Stone is visiting me today. She recently released her second book in her Empire Blue series, Intimate Fear. I'll let her tell you all about it.

A message from DC: I’m super excited to bring you all the second book in my romantic suspense series, INTIMATE FEAR. Many met Dwayne, my hero in this story, in book one, INTIMATE DANGER, who is Charlie’s best friend. Dwayne is known for his quirky, yet professional ways, and as the town’s playboy, so I had so much fun bringing him to a level that knocked him on his ass! I hope you all like him, too, and please make sure to let me know your thoughts! Dwayne Gonzalez has always had a thing for the beautiful Brooke Mason, but she married another man, had his child, and started her life without him. Now, years and a divorce later, he’s still on the sidelines, yet in Brooke’s and her daughter, Hailey’s life, but not in the way he wants.  A drug investigation brings Dwayne on the front step of Brooke’s life. With his attention distracted, Hailey is kidnapped and engulfed in a human trafficking ring. Dwayne marches in and toes the line between the right side of the law, and in it, pursues his heart’s desire.Evernight: http://ow.ly/OvN84Amazon: http://amzn.to/1IorthLAmazon UK: http://amzn.to/1K1IKSpAmazon CA: http://amzn.to/1FqQmHz  ExcerptWorried about Hailey, exhausted to the bone, and slightly swaying, Brooke clung to Dwayne, took strength from this solid, very real protector. She would have to be dead not to notice his firm body beneath her fingertips, the hardness of his chest pressed to her breasts, and the wicked, clean scent drifting from his skin. While they were no longer hugging, but more her clinging to him, she didn’t want to turn away, couldn’t find the power to do so. How easy would it have been to end up with this man? She’d caught the looks he had given her before. But that had all been in the past, a separate life for them both. She had become a mother, someone who dedicated her entire being to making sure her daughter was well-rounded, cared for, and knowingly loved. Not only that, but she wasn’t a young pup any longer, and from the few women she’d seen Dwayne with, his type seemed to have a list of traits all very similar: young, perky breasts, tight asses, single, and free of major responsibilities. His hand tightened on her back and she held her breath, waiting to see if he would push her away. Just a few more minutes, please. She needed him, this close contact with another being. It had been so damn long. Hailey refused to slow down to cuddle on the couch as she had once done as a young girl. Her daughter had her own life now, one currently held in peril, but Brooke had faith they would find her. They had to. Failure wasn’t an option. Dwayne trailed his hand up her back and pressed a palm to her head, his other arm tightening around her waist. She went with the direction, pressed her face into his warm neck, and breathed. His skin emitted heat rivaling the summer’s sun. She grasped the back of his suit jacket, wishing she could be closer. He shifted their bodies, and her aggravation spun to something else. His lips brushed her temple, and moist air fanned across the side of her face. He hovered there. So close, all she had to do was turn her face and take his mouth. She knew he would let her, too. So near to him, starved for human contact, she wanted to get lost for a while. She trailed her nose along his neck, took another deep breath, and pressed closer. He grumbled something unintelligible, the sound coming from his chest more than his mouth. His hand at her waist laid flat on the small of her back and urged her closer still. The situation was moving fast out of control. Tendrils unraveled, but she was helpless to stop it. This strong male held her as if she were a treasure. He had the power and ability to make her forget everything, to make all the stresses and danger go away. His hand slipped beneath the back of her shirt and made direct contact with her skin. They both hissed and his breath pushed her hair from her face. His cruel yet sensual mouth continued to drift in a teasing caress across her temple. She turned her head, like molasses on a cold day, up and toward him. Her lips tingled in anticipation, waiting for his kiss. She brushed her mouth across the line of his jaw, a hairsbreadth from his skin. His heart thudded against hers, a matching hammer between their bodies, telling her he was just as affected. The hand at the back of her head tightened. She trailed the caress over his cheek; his lips were right there, centimeters away. The rest of their surroundings faded. She didn’t know if it was because of this man drawing her absolute attention, or because of her exhaustion. She touched the side of her mouth to his and thought she’d be prepared for the rush of desire. She was so wrong. About DC: D.C. “Desi” Stone is a best-selling romance author and full-time fraud investigator. She lives in the northeast with her incredibly supporting husband, two kids, and the ever-growing family of cats. After serving eight years of service with the United States Air Force, she went on to transition into the world of financial crimes and became a lead investigator for many years. Reading has always been a passion of hers, getting lost in a good, steamy romance is one of her favorite past times. She soon after discovered her own love for writing and recreating stories and characters in her head. Her writing concentrates on romantic with specifics in paranormal, suspense, and erotica. Now, when she isn’t trying to solve a new puzzle in the world of fraud, she is engulfed with coffee, her laptop, and all those crazy characters in her head. She is a member of the Romance Writers of America, Hudson Valley Romance Writers, New Jersey Romance Writers, RomVets, RWA Kiss of Death, and the Liberty State Fiction Writers. She served as the 2014 NJRW Vice President and Conference Chair. Come stop by on Facebook, Twitter, or her website and say hello! Facebook PAGE: http://www.facebook.com/authorDCStone Facebook PROFILE: http://www.facebook.com/dc.stone.92 Twitter: http://twitter.com/DCStoneauthor Website: www.authordcstone.com 
 

Final edits have arrived. They are completed and just wai...

Final edits have arrived. They are completed and just waiting for me to do a final read through. A Conquest Like No Other's release date is drawing near. I can't wait to see what you all think of it. Viper's nicer than Devil.

Sorry school holidays have begun and my time on the compu...

Sorry school holidays have begun and my time on the computer is limited. I'll check in as much as I can.

Edits have been sent back and now Judge has my undivided ...

Edits have been sent back and now Judge has my undivided attention. I'm sure you've heard the saying 'his bark is worse than his bite'. Well mountain lions don't bark, but they do bite their mates and boy is Judge going to be in trouble! But not for the reason you would expect.

One final read through and my edits are done. Then it's b...

One final read through and my edits are done. Then it's back to Judge, who I suspect is about to do something that his mate might not approve of.

I have been fighting with my edits all weekend and feel l...

I have been fighting with my edits all weekend and feel like I haven't got far at all. It has nothing to do with the amazing editor. She's the same one who helped me with Devil Takes His Innocent and has offered some great suggestions. My problem is that Judge keeps telling me more of his story. And unlike some other authors, my brain won't let me work on more than one WIP at a time! Maybe I'll go to bed and attempt to finish these edits in the morning. Sweet dreams everyone.

Sorry I haven't been around for the last few days. This l...

Sorry I haven't been around for the last few days. This last week and half has been hectic. Last week we celebrated my eldest's 10th birthday. That was followed up by my youngest (he's 7) having one of his baby back teeth removed due to overcrowding. He ended up being a lot braver than either his mum or dad. This week I've had my hubby's 40th and now I'm working on edits for A Conquest Like No Other. (I've come to a bit that requires my whole brain to be tuned in. Currently, barely half of it is awake).  

I can't wait to share Nikki and Viper's story with you all. It's such a beautiful one, and just you wait until the end. Are you in for a surprise :-)

It seems that Devil is his usual charming self. He's givi...

It seems that Devil is his usual charming self. He's giving Judge's poor mate a hard time. Thankfully she's not afraid to tell him to his face that she doesn't like or trust him either. You go girl!

Hi there, everyone! I'm Michelle Roth and I'm here to int...

Hi there, everyone! I'm Michelle Roth and I'm here to introduce my latest release, Shakedown. Diamond and Diamond is a bit of a departure from anything that I've written thus far. My previous works have all been ultra-realistic contemporary romance. Shakedown still has the sexy, steamy elements just like any other erotic romance, but it also incorporates a bit of suspense and mystery as well. I certainly hope you enjoy! Private Detective Mike Diamond is the low man on the totem pole. More often than not he finds himself investigating insurance fraud or cheating spouses. When he's assigned a dog-napping case, he is on the brink of refusing until he meets the client. One look at her changes everything.When the police refuse to investigate her case, Cassidy Werner turns to Diamond and Diamond Private Investigators. Despite the bad first impression he's given her, Cassidy still hires Mike to help her find her prize Tibetan Mastiff. As she gets to know him, she realizes that he's not only dedicated to getting Roddy back for her, but also a pretty great guy.Right after she receives a ransom demand, things begin to heat up between them. Will Mike be able to crack the case and save her dog? And if he can, does that mean that he gets the girl too?
Excerpt:He was relieved to find the lobby was empty, so he stopped back at Lara's desk and asked, “Can you believe that shit? A dog napping?”He didn't think for a minute she hadn't overheard every word. That woman was like the KGB and Secret Service all in one. Anything happened in this office, she had it under immediate surveillance.Lara cuffed him on the arm and said, “She's in the bathroom, idiot.”Mike winced, feeling bad he'd probably been overheard. But, seriously, who hired a PI to find a lost dog? Seconds later, the bathroom door slowly opened. He almost did a double take as the woman stepped out. Aside from red eyes that had clearly been crying, she was a looker.She was elegantly dressed and somewhere near his age, with a riot of auburn curls trailing down her back, like some sort of mermaid siren. All ripe, lush curves. He'd always liked his women soft. And, he was ogling this obviously distraught woman like she was a steak. Not that he wouldn't be more than interested in taking a bite, but it was clear that now wasn't the time. So instead of voicing his thoughts, he stuck his hand out and said, “Mike Diamond. And you are?”“Cassidy Werner,” she said, not bothering to stick her hand out.Well, apparently she'd heard him. He'd need to apologize, if the look on her face was any indication. He dropped his hand and said, “My office is this way.”She gave him a look that screamed 'You're on thin ice, buddy' but moved toward the open office door that Mike had gestured to. He followed her, once again appreciating the hourglass waist and full hips. Damn.He moved behind his desk and gestured to one of the worn chairs. When she had settled in, he asked, “So I understand your dog has been kidnapped?”
About Michelle Roth: Michelle Roth is a novelist from the Great White North (Toronto, ON). When she’s not disappearing into foreign lands, or making two perfect strangers that she invented fall in love, she’s probably curled up somewhere with a glass of wine and a good book.In her spare time she is typically hanging out with her awesome boyfriend and their two equally awesome cats. She likes taking road trips to nowhere in particular, cooking elaborate meals then making other people do the dishes, and being nerdy on the internet. Her books are currently available on Amazon, Nook, Kobo, and any other place that sells absolutely filthy romance novels. Contact Info:Twitter: @mroth_author Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/mrothauthorWebsite: http://www.michelleroth.netNewsletter: http://michelleroth.net/mailing-list/GooglePlus: http://google.com/+MichelleRothAuthorGoodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/8178847.Michelle_RothAmazon Author: http://www.amazon.com/Michelle-Roth/e/B00KQNZOAWEmail: michelle@michelleroth.net(Cover Art/Promo Piece/Promotional Photo Attached)(Buy Links:)Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Michelle-Roth/e/B00KQNZOAW/Evernight: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/shakedown-by-michelle-roth/Bookstrand.com: http://www.bookstrand.com/michelle-roth