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{Cover Reveal} Need by K.I. Lynn & N. Isabelle Blanco

Tentative Release Date: March 3rd 2015
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SYNOPSIS

Sometimes love happens at first sight, even when you’re at an age where you can’t comprehend what it means.

It was just a crush. They were only kids, after all. But what happens when that feeling never goes away?

Brayden and Kira have been neighbors for years, and best friends since they met. They have a connection that is evident to many, and it’s haunted them their whole lives.

Teenage hormones rage, turning their friendship into something neither can handle. The attraction is carnal, all-consuming, and it seems like it’s only a matter of time before Brayden loses control.

Everything slams to a halt when their single parents decide to get remarried . . . to each other. Bad decisions and broken friendships make living across the hall from the one person you want above all difficult. Luckily for Brayden, it’s only for a few months before he’s off to college in another state, leaving Kira to face high school alone.

Brayden tries to stay away, to forget her, but it’s an impossible task he fails at time and time again. Kira is morphing from a sexy teenager to an irresistible woman, one that knows what she wants and seems hell-bent on getting it.

As Kira’s eighteenth birthday approaches, Brayden has a decision to make. Does he keep running away from the thing he wants the most, or does he run toward it?

Is it possible to ever be happy without the one person you need ?

EXCERPT

Brayden

I’m going to fucking tear someone apart.

I’m going to obliterate every part of them and then move onto someone else.

I’ll start with Austin. I’ll rip Craig apart if he gets in my way, too. I won’t stop until I’m surrounded in nothing but chaos. Until the world around me reflects everything rolling around inside me.

Hell, the way I feel right now, I want to rip apart Ryan, my fucking father, Sonia, our God damned neighbors. I’ll destroy everything. My car. This driveaway. My father’s house. Everything.

Especially the little demon that just slammed out of my car and is busy stomping in her cute, flowery heels toward the front door.

“I’m not done with you!” I slam my car door so hard I’m surprised the windows don’t shatter.

“I’m so, so, so done with you!” She opens the door and storms inside, closing it before I can catch up to her.

The hell she is. It’ll be over my dead body the day she’s done with me.

I grab onto the knob and twist–fucking girl locked it! Huffing like a beast, I yank my keys out of my pocket and almost break them as I unlock the door, shaking with all the pent up emotions inside me.

Right now, anger is winning. Big time.

Soon it’s going to be something else. I’m going to lose control.

And I don’t give a damn. This girl is going to see the error of her ways before I even think of backing down. Flirting with Austin in front of me. Following after him. Who the hell does she think she is?

Kira is rushing up the stairs by the time I get into the foyer. “I told you I wasn’t done with you!”

“Leave me the hell alone, I don’t have to listen to you!”

That’s it.

I take the stairs as fast as I can, gaining on her.

“Kira? Brayden?” I hear Sonia call from the kitchen. “What’s going on? Is everything alright?”

“This asshole thinks he can tell me what to do!” Kira screams down at her mother.

“Kira!” Sonia is clearly aghast at her daughter’s behaviour.

She should be more worried about her daughter’s choice of clothing or the guys she decides to flirt with in front of me.

“Your daughter thinks she can wear the tiniest shorts on Earth and that me and Ryan aren’t going to have anything to say about it,” I say, loud enough for Sonia to hear.

Kira glares at me over her shoulder. “You have no right.”

“Kira, of course he’s going to worry about you. He’s your stepbrother!”

Kira and I both growl at Sonia’s reminder.

Kira whirls around, pointing her stubborn, cute little finger in my face. “You are not my brother.”

I grab her hand—

Then I have her up against the wall, her body covered by every inch of mine, my dick pounding so hard I can’t see straight anymore. I hold her hand down by her side, grab her neck with my other hand, and lean in to sniff her.

Long, deep.

The scent of her hits home, right in the most painful, starving part of me.

My back arches, feet pushing into the floor to give me more leverage, and I rock my hips against her. All-consuming want has control. I’m nothing but a beast in heat. Furious with the need to fuck what’s mine.

She arches back into me, like she was made to, her tiny moan ripping a desperate one out of me.

I scent her, rubbing my nose up and down her neck like a maniac, across her jaw. My nose skims her mouth, finding it parted for me, her lower lip plump and wet. “How many times am I going to tell you I know I’m not your brother?” I growl into her juicy mouth, teeth grinding as I fight the urge to eat it.

“Brayden.”

The way she says my name when she needs me is going to be the death of me. Grinding into her, I let my forehead fall onto hers, eyes squeezed closed. “Why are you doing this?” I ask her, my voice reflecting what is going on inside me, how I feel my cells being torn apart. “Why are you driving me crazy like this?”

“You’re always driving me crazy,” she complains, but her hands are in my hair, her fingers running across my scalp.

God, yes. Her words, her touch—they soothe the proprietary monster inside me. I nuzzle her nose with mine, our bodies rubbing, seeking, calming me and exciting me all at once. I want to kiss her sweet lips, rub my tongue against hers. Hear her moan my name into my mouth.

“Kira,” I groan instead, pressing my fisted hands against the wall next to her head. But I don’t move away from her yet. I can’t. The smell of her, how her smaller body grinds into me and teases my cock, has me so worked up I’m about to go off right here. Just from dry humping her. “We can’t do this. You know that.”

“But I want you, Brayden.”

Her whispered confession blasts through me, incinerating all logic.

Yes. Yes. Yes. She wants me. Not fucking Austin. Not some other dipshit. Me.

I grab her wrists, forcing her arms up high above her head, taking complete control of her body. I open my eyes, finding hers locked on my lust-tightened face, liquid with want. For me. All for me. Her sexy little tongue peeks out, wetting her lower lip and teasing me with a glimpse of what’s mine.

What was taken from me years ago.

What I’m going to own again.

Right now.

I seal my mouth over hers without warning, jerking at that first taste of her lips after such a long time. She goes wild beneath my weight, rubbing against me like she’s about to come for me, her lips parting and her tongue sliding out to taste me.

Like I’m tasting her.

Fucking my mouth as rough as I’m fucking hers.

Fuck. I’m going to come. The tip of my cock is swollen, pulsating with an orgasm that’s going to wreck me. I’ve never been this ready. This worked up.

And Kira’s about to give it to me. Her fingers pull at my hair, her hips riding my thigh, and I know she’s about to come with me just as hard as I’m going to with her.

I bite at her lip hard, pulling back and dragging my teeth along it, opening my eyes enough to see her beautiful face all scrunched up with the pleasure I’m giving her—

There’s a loud crash from downstairs, what sounds like a pot or something equally as heavy slamming into the floor, and Sonia’s low curse follows after.

“No,” Kira whimpers when I pull back, her fingers tight around the back of my head, refusing to let me go.

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ABOUT THE AUTHORS

K.I. Lynn is the USA Today Bestselling Author from The Bend Anthology and the Amazon Bestselling Series, Breach. She spent her life in the arts, everything from music to painting and ceramics, then to writing. Characters have always run around in her head, acting out their stories, but it wasn’t until later in life she would put them to pen. It would turn out to be the one thing she was really passionate about.

Since she began posting stories online, she’s garnered acclaim for her diverse stories and hard hitting writing style. Two stories and characters are never the same, her brain moving through different ideas faster than she can write them down as it also plots its quest for world domination…or cheese. Whichever is easier to obtain… Usually it’s cheese.

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N. Isabelle Blanco is the Amazon Bestselling Author of the Allure Series, the Compulsions Series, and many others. She was born in Queens, NY (USA). At the age of three, due to an odd fascination with studying her mother’s handwriting, she began to read and write. By the time she’d reached kindergarten, she had an extensive vocabulary and her obsession with words began to bleed into every aspect of her life.

An avid reader in her teens, her fascination with Japanese anime eventually led her to the universe of fan fiction, which became her on-again, off-again hobby for the next ten years. During that time she amassed a following of fans that, by her own admission, she would never be able to live without. It was those fans who encouraged her to step beyond the fan fiction realm and try her talent in the publishing world.

N. Isabelle Blanco spends her days working as an author, web programmer, marketer, and graphic designer. That is when she isn’t handling her “spawn”, as she calls her son, and brainstorming with him about his future career as a comic book illustrator.

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Published on January 18, 2015 21:00

{Blog Stop} Compulsions Series by N. Isabelle Blanco #CompulsionsSeries #MaEBlogStops #MaE #Giveaway

Calum Alexander lived his life one way. With purpose and moderation. Everything was set in place and everything happened according to a plan.

That is, until his picture perfect engagement falls apart and his crazy brother Lucas gets him to agree to a night out. Calum is left to fend for himself when Lucas decides to bail, and “fend for himself” he will need to.

A vivacious and obviously young Livana Payne catches his attention and before he knows what’s going on, they end up talking. By the end of the night, Calum is on fire for the impish girl who’s managed to ignite an inferno within him.

Yes, she’s twelve years younger and the complete opposite of what he’d imagined in his life, but he hungers for her in a way that’s frightening. Drunk and surprisingly out of control, he’s dead set on his need to have her.

But the moment he accidentally lets it be known that he’s recently single, Livana is having none of it. There is no way she’s getting involved with a man who just broke up with his fiance.

No, they were going to have to wait. Calum’s need for her somehow kept growing. As the days went by and he got to know her more, Livana seemed to be stealing all of his sanity.

As much as she wants to wait it quickly becomes obvious to Calum that he’s losing his grip to the monster she’d awakened within him.

He’s about to lose control and when he does, he knows there’s going to be nothing gentle about what he’ll end up doing to her . . .

He owns her—Every. Single. Breath. She just doesn’t want to admit it. To him, or herself. . .

You get hurt once; you assume that’s the norm. You see others suffer; you assume that’s the norm, too.

At least, that’s what Livana once did. One rough go-around was enough for her. After that, she kept it simple, no strings attached. It was just easier that way. Even necessary.

Until she went out one night and met Calum Alexander, a man whose intensity broke through each of her defenses, leaving her vulnerable.

Afraid to fall in love, she tries to keep some of her walls up around herself, even though Calum is determined not to let her.

Faced with a man that seems intent on possessing her, Liv knows it’s a mere matter of time before she no longer has a choice.

That is…until Calum’s own insecurities come to the fore, throwing their new, fragile relationship into a tailspin.

Will the feelings between them be strong enough to keep them together, or will their issues get in the way of what they had just started to build?

How long had I fantasized about those lips? An hour? Maybe two? It didn’t matter. To my starved body, it felt like a lifetime.

Soft, pillow-like flesh covered my own and I lost it. An uncharacteristic sound vibrated out of my ribcage. I heard the table complain when I moved too sharply and accidentally kicked it.

Liv gasped, her plump lips still pressed to my own and falling open.

Need. Want . . . Take. Take it all.

I was lost. My hand snapped around the back of her head, the size dwarfing it. I held her still, slanting my mouth against hers and rubbing our lips together.

She whimpered.

And I finally recognized the sound leaving me. As my lips trembled against her mouth and she started shaking against me, I realized that I was fucking growling.

The taste of her sat heavy on my tongue, wrenching more hunger out of me. I wrapped one hand around the back of her head. My other hand curved around her lower back.

She fit right into my hands. Fantasies were unleashed in flashes of pain, each image battering more need into my groin.

Liv shifted, tilting her head and letting me suck on her bottom lip. The need to bite down into its plumpness was borderline cruel.

She let out a little exhale that slid into my mouth. I nibbled on her bottom lip as softly as I could while feeling my teeth vibrating with a groan.

Liv moved again. I felt the slightest flick of her tongue. I slanted my mouth over hers, wet lips sliding across each other. Thoughts abandoned me, leaving me at the mercy of my senses.

And all of them were honing in on her.

Our saliva mixed and aggravated my lust. Her tongue began dancing shamelessly with my own. God forgive me, I was lost.

Pulling her closer and surrendering my body over to the feeling, I held her as close as I could considering that we were in a booth.

My dick was sticky, the head rubbing against my boxers. At any other moment of my life, this would have shocked me. But right then, all it did was heighten my need.

Liv pulled back, retaliating for what I did earlier and giving me a light bite that dragged across my bottom lip. It took all of my strength to stop myself from thrusting up into the air.

When she pulled back to lean her cheek against mine, I groaned and turned my head to press my lips into her skin.

“Oh, God. Calum, that’s intense,” she breathed, rubbing her cheek across my mouth.

Saying that we were in perfect agreement would have been a tragic understatement. “Give me more.” My voice grated with my demand.

Liv whimpered under her breath, turning her head and kissing me again.

It wasn’t lost on me that I was still wearing her hat, nor was it lost on Liv. “You look really sexy wearing that,” she whimpered between kisses.

I was tempted to tell her I’d keep the thing on all night if it meant that she wouldn’t stop what she was doing. She flicked the tip of her tongue, teasing the tip of mine and making my toes curl in my shoes.

It registered in the back of my mind that we had become the couple making out in the dark corner of the bar.

I’d never done something like this, yet I basked in the knowledge that every idiot that had been drooling over her could just pass by and see.

“Fuck. I’m dying to—” But she didn’t finish, just slid her little tongue right back into my mouth. Hands tight around her hips, I held her still, letting our mouths all but fuck each other.

Who am I kidding? This was mouth-sex, plain and simple. My body teasing me with little glimpses of what she’d be like in bed. If she was as good with her body as she was with that tongue . . .

Liv pulled back suddenly, her breath panting across mine. “I’m sorry. I got out of hand. This is getting out of hand.”

I was breathing just as hard as she was. “Agreed.”

We leaned in at the same time, lips touching again.

Liv gasped, pulling back and moving her hair away from her face. “Sorry!”

“Don’t be. I believe I’m also to blame.” Tell her. Tell her now. Tell her why this is a bad idea. But she was turning me selfish. I liked her lips too much to give them up. It’s just a kiss. Nothing more. Won’t take it farther than that.

Even as I thought it, I knew it was a ridiculous lie.

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N. Isabelle Blanco was born in Queens, NY (USA). At the age of three, due to an odd fascination with studying her mother’s handwriting, she began to read and write. By the time she’d reached kindergarten, she had an extensive vocabulary and her obsession with words began to bleed into every aspect of her life.

An avid reader in her teens, her fascination with Japanese anime eventually led her to the universe of fan fiction, which became her on-again, off-again hobby for the next ten years. During that time she amassed a following of fans that, by her own admission, she would never be able to live without. It was those fans who encouraged her to step beyond the fan fiction realm and try her talent in the publishing world.

N. Isabelle Blanco now has three novellas and two full-length novels under her belt, and spends her days working as an author, web programmer, marketer, and graphic designer. That is when she isn’t handling her “spawn”, as she calls her son, and brainstorming with him about his future career as a comic book illustrator.

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Published on December 15, 2014 09:11

{Cover Reveal} Systematic Siege: Provocative Tendencies by N. Isabelle Blanco #SSPT1 #MaE #MaEBlogStops

Title: Systematic Siege: Provocative Tendencies (Episode #1)
Author: N. Isabelle Blanco
Series: SSPT Book #1
Expected Release Date: December 29 2014

Synopsis
He was the player. The most popular guy in highschool. In other words, the stereotypical heartbreaker that every girl died for.

She was one of the nerds. The outcast teased and shunned by the popular kids in school. In other words, him and his crew.

He always wanted her, she just never knew it . . .

In order to maintain his popularity, he buried those feelings deep, deep down in the pit of his miserable little soul.

That is, until one night he lost control.

They both did.

Unfortunately, they weren’t the only ones that knew it. What his friends ended up doing with the knowledge would scar her for the next seven years of her life.

And leave him wrecked, dealing with years of agony because he’d lost her.

Highschool graduation came and went, and they never saw each other again.

Now, seven years later, Andrew’s stepped in and taken his father’s place as CEO of his family’s company, Drevlow Systems, Inc.

Along with the new position comes a host of perks . . . and a brand new systems genius working as the head of his company’s IT department.

An IT genius that just happens to be the one woman he never forgot.

She hasn’t forgotten him or his reputation either and she wants nothing to do with him.

He’s determined to have her — she’s determined to see him burn in hell before that happens.

What ensues takes the term War of the Sexes to a whole new level.

{Episode #1}

Andrew is forced to face his past in a way he’d never expected.

Or prepared for.

Seven years.

That’s how long he waited to find Lexi again. Seven years worth of memories. Fantasies that tormented his life, making it impossible for him to move on.

Seven years worth of guilt for what he’d inadvertently allowed to happen.

He had it all planned out, every step of the epic-groveling he knew he’d have to do.

His plan was absolutely perfect.

Genius, actually.

Then he walked into his company’s IT department and seen the same big, blue-gray eyes that had haunted him for years . . .

Glaring at him from behind familiar, black-framed glasses.

And Andrew knew, right then, without a doubt . . .

That his plan wasn’t worth sh*t.

Disclaimer: Systematic Siege: Provocative Tendencies is a series of short stories, each roughly 10,000-15,000 words long, with an estimated final total of nine episodes for the entire series.

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N. Isabelle Blanco was born in Queens, NY (USA). At the age of three, due to an odd fascination with studying her mother’s handwriting, she began to read and write. By the time she’d reached kindergarten, she had an extensive vocabulary and her obsession with words began to bleed into every aspect of her life.

An avid reader in her teens, her fascination with Japanese anime eventually led her to the universe of fan fiction, which became her on-again, off-again hobby for the next ten years. During that time she amassed a following of fans that, by her own admission, she would never be able to live without. It was those fans who encouraged her to step beyond the fan fiction realm and try her talent in the publishing world.

N. Isabelle Blanco spends her days working as an author, web programmer, marketer, and graphic designer. That is when she isn’t handling her “spawn”, as she calls her son, and brainstorming with him about his future career as a comic book illustrator.

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Published on December 09, 2014 07:55

{Release Blitz} Compulsive Fascinations by N. Isabelle Blanco #CF #CompulsionsSeries #OneClick #MaE

Synopsis
He owns her—Every. Single. Breath. She just doesn’t want to admit it. To him, or herself. . .

You get hurt once; you assume that’s the norm. You see others suffer; you assume that’s the norm, too.

At least, that’s what Livana once did. One rough go-around was enough for her. After that, she kept it simple, no strings attached. It was just easier that way. Even necessary.

Until she went out one night and met Calum Alexander, a man whose intensity broke through each of her defenses, leaving her vulnerable.

Afraid to fall in love, she tries to keep some of her walls up around herself, even though Calum is determined not to let her.

Faced with a man that seems intent on possessing her, Liv knows it’s a mere matter of time before she no longer has a choice.

That is. . .until Calum’s own insecurities come to the fore, throwing their new, fragile relationship into a tailspin.

Will the feelings between them be strong enough to keep them together, or will their issues get in the way of what they had just started to build?

Excerpt
It occurred to me that we never

really had angry sex before.

It was about to happen.
Right now.
Leaning down, he slanted his mouth

over mine. I took it, opening my mouth for the aggressive thrust of his tongue.

Our tongues tangled, breaths mingling. He kissed me with slow, hard laps,

making his message clear.
He owned my body.
He knew it.
Did he think that gave him the right

to hug his ex in front of me and that I’d have no say about it?
Hurt, I bit down on his lip.
Not breaking our kiss, he groaned

and sucked on my tongue. His fingers tightened around my nipples. That hint of

pain again.
Each sting merged with the

sensations his tongue evoked, until I was drugged. Couldn’t think about

anything but him coming inside me.
Letting go of his wrists, I fisted

his lapels. “God, just fuck me already. Please.” My tone was incoherent. Needy.
He wrenched my head back with a fist

in my hair, attacking my neck with his tongue and teeth. “You want me to fuck you?” He gave me a harsh bite

that made me yelp.
It wasn’t lost on what his words

truly meant. “Yes. You.” Gasping for breath, I pressed as close to him as

possible. “Always you.”
He didn’t deserve that, but I had no

choice but to give it to him.
A guttural sound left him. His hands

came down on my ass, lifting me up against him. “I’ll give it to you. Every

single, God damned thing.”
Christ, please tell me that meant

what I thought it meant.
Bending at the knee, he scooped me

up into his arms.
I’d become so lightheaded with want

that it took me a few seconds to find my voice. When I finally did, it sounded

raspier than I’d ever heard it. “Where are we going?”
The look in his eyes somehow turned

hungrier.
Angrier.
Determined.
I couldn’t focus on the beautiful

garden around us, or what direction he stormed in.
It was all about him. That austere

expression, the hardened brow. His golden eyes fixated ahead and burning with that violent energy.
Oh, God. I loved him. I truly did.

So fucking much, and suddenly, I couldn’t breathe through the emotion—could

barely contain the words inside me.
Calum raced up another short flight

of steps and lowered me down to my unsteady feet. He reached into his coat

pocket for that passkey again and stepped up to me.
His free hand met my pussy through

my dress, palming it, the action possessive. “We’re going somewhere private.

You’re mine. No one sees you come but me.”

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N. Isabelle Blanco was born in Queens, NY (USA). At the age of three, due to an odd fascination with studying her mother’s handwriting, she began to read and write. By the time she’d reached kindergarten, she had an extensive vocabulary and her obsession with words began to bleed into every aspect of her life.

An avid reader in her teens, her fascination with Japanese anime eventually led her to the universe of fan fiction, which became her on-again, off-again hobby for the next ten years. During that time she amassed a following of fans that, by her own admission, she would never be able to live without. It was those fans who encouraged her to step beyond the fan fiction realm and try her talent in the publishing world.

N. Isabelle Blanco spends her days working as an author, web programmer, marketer, and graphic designer. That is when she isn’t handling her “spawn”, as she calls her son, and brainstorming with him about his future career as a comic book illustrator.
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Published on November 25, 2014 08:10

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He was the player. The most popular guy in highschool. In other words, the stereotypical heartbreaker that every girl died for.

She was one of the nerds. The outcast teased and shunned by the popular kids in school. In other words, him and his crew.

He always wanted her, she just never knew it . . .

In order to maintain his popularity, he buried those feelings deep, deep down in the pit of his miserable little soul.

That is, until one night he lost control.

They both did.

Unfortunately, they weren’t the only ones that knew it. What his friends ended up doing with the knowledge would scar her for the next seven years of her life.

And leave him wrecked, dealing with years of agony because he’d lost her.

Highschool graduation came and went, and they never saw each other again.

Now, seven years later, Andrew’s stepped in and taken his father’s place as CEO of his family’s company, Drevlow Systems, Inc.

Along with the new position comes a host of perks . . . and a brand new systems genius working as the head of his company’s IT department.

An IT genius that just happens to be the one woman he never forgot.

She hasn’t forgotten him or his reputation either and she wants nothing to do with him.

He’s determined to have her—she’s determined to see him burn in hell before that happens.

What ensues takes the term War of the Sexes to a whole new level.

{Episode #1}

Andrew is forced to face his past in a way he’d never expected.

Or prepared for.

Seven years.

That’s how long he waited to find Lexi again. Seven years worth of memories. Fantasies that tormented his life, making it impossible for him to move on.

Seven years worth of guilt for what he’d inadvertently allowed to happen.

He had it all planned out, every step of the epic-groveling he knew he’d have to do.

His plan was absolutely perfect.

Genius, actually.

Then he walked into his company’s IT department and seen the same big, blue-gray eyes that had haunted him for years . . .

Glaring at him from behind familiar, black-framed glasses.

And Andrew knew, right then, without a doubt . . .

That his plan wasn’t worth sh*t.

Disclaimer: Systematic Siege: Provocative Tendencies is a series of short stories, each roughly 10,000-15,000 words long, with an estimated final total of nine episodes for the entire series.

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Published on November 24, 2014 12:31

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To celebrate the release of Compulsive Fascinations (Compulsions #2), Addictive Lunacy (Compulsions #1) will be FREE on Amazon 11/21-11/25!

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Published on November 21, 2014 06:18

Compulsive Fascinations (Compulsions #2) on sale 11/25/14! #Giveaway #MaE #CF #CompulsionsSeries

He owns her—Every. Single. Breath. She just doesn’t want to admit it. To him, or herself. . .

You get hurt once; you assume that’s the norm. You see others suffer; you assume that’s the norm, too.

At least, that’s what Livana once did. One rough go-around was enough for her. After that, she kept it simple, no strings attached. It was just easier that way. Even necessary.

Until she went out one night and met Calum Alexander, a man whose intensity broke through each of her defenses, leaving her vulnerable.

Afraid to fall in love, she tries to keep some of her walls up around herself, even though Calum is determined not to let her.

Faced with a man that seems intent on possessing her, Liv knows it’s a mere matter of time before she no longer has a choice.

That is…until Calum’s own insecurities come to the fore, throwing their new, fragile relationship into a tailspin.

Will the feelings between them be strong enough to keep them together, or will their issues get in the way of what they had just started to build?

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Published on November 15, 2014 22:42

{Book Announcement} Systematic Siege: Provocative Tendencies #1 by N. Isabelle Blanco #MaE #SSPT1 #Giveaway

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Synopsis

He was the player. The most popular guy in highschool. In other words, the stereotypical heartbreaker that every girl died for.

She was one of the nerds. The outcast teased and shunned by the popular kids in school. In other words, him and his crew.