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WonderlustBy B.L.Wilde


Cover designer: Laurynne GouwsGenre: Erotic Romance Expected release date; 1st August

Summary:

Natasha White has always been unlucky in love. The men she falls for only want one thing from her, and it isn’t commitment. When her boss and on/off fling announces his engagement to another woman, she finds herself running from her feelings for him by taking a job as a personal assistant to the legendary rock god, Alex Harbour—half a world away. Her new boss is sexy, damaged, and insatiable, but Natasha has been a fan since she was a young girl. Conflicted by her emotions, she begins a love/hate relationship with the egotistical rock star.Alex’s intentions toward her are clear from the moment they meet, but Natasha isn’t about to run from one emotionless connection to another. She is determined to keep her distance from her childhood crush, by any means necessary. When lust begins to cloud her mind, however, she becomes hell bent on protecting her heart. What good could ever come out of falling for a rock star, anyway?


Excerpt:Claire and I took the lift to the top floor of the hotel.  I’d never been in the penthouse suites of the Dorchester in London before. I was hoping I could take a look around at some point.“So the second round of interviews is in the penthouse?” I mused, following her as the elevator doors pinged open. “It’s for security purposes. The press will be arriving later today, so we’ll need the space. It gets a little crazy.” I quickly followed her as she opened the grand, double doors in front of us. “You can wait here. Help yourself to anything you’d like.” She gestured toward the corner of the room where tea, coffee, and delicate pastries were on display.  With a quick glance at me, she left me alone in the room. It intrigued me that I was the first woman to make it to the second interview. From talking to Gina, I’d gathered this PA job was for a man. Now my mind was racing, wondering who it could be. I walked over to the corner of the room to pour myself a cup of coffee while I pondered that thought. Maybe it was a new and upcoming artist. It would be exciting to witness everything first hand.I heard a door open and close behind me a few moments later. Did another woman make it through to the second stage already? I hadn’t even been upstairs for ten minutes.I turned, almost dropping my coffee at the sight of the person in front of me. Alex Harbour was across the room, frowning at me. The teenager inside me took charge, and I stood there drinking him in. Christ, the man was sexy! He was a walking orgasm. Clearly, it wasn’t photoshop that made him look good, either. He was seriously just that hot! His jeans hung low off his hips, and I tried to stop my eyes from lingering on his huge bulge. I’m not sure I completely succeeded, though. His legendary white V neck T-shirt clung to his well defined torso, and revealed part of the crucifix tattoo on his upper chest. Most of the skin on his arms was covered, but I knew every detail about his tattoos, anyway. They were forever embedded in my memory. His light brown hair was much shorter but still unruly, and as he drew closer toward me, his piercing, clear blue eyes began to make my heart race. Shit! Was this job to be his PA? I couldn’t do that! I was on the verge of an orgasm just looking at him!“How did you get in here?” he finally asked, tilting his head while giving me a panty ruining smirk. “I…I…” Jesus, why couldn’t I speak? My mind was in a haze, thinking back to my earlier years when this man and his voice meant everything to me. “You shouldn’t really be in here, Gorgeous. We’ll need to make this quick,” he tutted. I frowned, trying to snap out of the ridiculous daze I was in. I didn’t even register what he meant until he began to undo the belt on his jeans. “Start stripping. I don’t have time to take your clothes off, too. We only have a few minutes at the most.” What? Was he for real? “Gorgeous, clothes…now. I literally have five minutes before Gina arrives. If you want a piece if this, you’ll need to move fast.”“Excuse me?” I spat, finally coming out of my daydream. Alex’s eyes widened at my outburst. It didn’t matter that he was sexy as hell. This man was clearly a complete asshole. “You think I’m going to have sex with you?” “Isn’t that what you groupies sneak up here for? Who let you in? Was it Steve? He knows my type well. You’re really cute.” A groupie! Anger raced through my veins. Oh, this dickhead was going down.


Goodreads TBR link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25077590-wonderlust

About the Author: B.L. Wilde is a British author obsessed with many things, including heated love stories and sexy men.She can often be found at her desk working on her next project, or looking at eye candy online for research purposes.  She is a sucker for happy endings, but will always make her characters work for it. If you enjoy romance, suspense and erotica, let your imagination run 'Wilde'.

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Cover Reveal - Clarity (The Seductors Series 3.5)

Clarity The Seductors Series 3.5ByB.L.Wilde


Cover Design: Jo MatthewsGenre: Romance/EroticaExpected Release Date: February 20, 2015

Summary:When you find a love worth fighting for, nothing can stand in your way. Jade Phillips is that love for me, and I’d follow her to the end. I’ll stop at nothing to make her happy, including doing everything in my power to make her mine for eternity.

She is my clarity.

You’ve read Jade’s side of the story, now Oliver gets his turn…


Excerpt: It still felt surreal holding this precious woman in my arms. I needed to pinch myself, just to be sure I was here.“That was even better than the first time against this wall,” Jade whispered into my ear.  I’d never seen her eyes look so alive before. Her cheeks were flushed, her breathing erratic. She’d never looked more beautiful. “You wait until I get you in the bedroom,” I hummed, playing with the zipper on her dress. I was such an animal when it came to her. I hadn’t even bothered to undress her while I’d fucked her against the wall. Having to remove her panties would have wasted precious time, so I just pulled them to the side.   â€œWhat are you waiting for, then?” I loved a challenge. Taking her hand in mine, I led her into the bedroom. “I’m going to show you what it’s like to be truly mine.” Slowly, I pulled the zipper down on her dress, pushing it off her body. No bra…heaven! She was so perfect, my cock was leaking at the thought of being inside her. As I ran my fingertips down her bare back, her breath hitched. “Go and sit in the middle of the bed,” I ordered. She did as I asked, which surprised me. I’d learned how forceful Jade could actually be in the bedroom, and I was looking forward to watching the dynamics of our relationship. It was clear we both liked to lead.“Are you joining me?” she purred, hugging her knees as she tried to act innocent. I now knew she was far from that, and I loved her even more for it. Quickly, I stripped in front of her. Her eye’s were fixed on me as I crawled up the bed. My cock was already standing tall and proud. She was still wearing her panties, but I planned on ruining them like all the others before.I came up behind her, pulling her flush against my chest. “I’m going to caress every inch of your skin with my fingers and lips,” I whispered, sucking on her earlobe. At my words, she went slack against my chest. I began at her shoulder, exploring my way across her back to her other shoulder. My hand moved around to her front, massaging her breasts, teasing her nipples by rolling my thumbs over them. Her head fell back and rested in the crook of my neck as I moved my hands lower over her ribs. “Spread your legs, Beautiful.” I couldn’t wait to see how wet she was for me already. I moved closer, using my own legs as leverage to keep hers apart. I was about to drive her crazy, and I wanted her legs open as wide as possible for it. I wanted her orgasms to ripple through her entire body. My hand snuck into her panties while I continued to place soft kisses against her shoulder and neck. She was gloriously wet. “O…oh, Oliver,” Jade moaned, lifting her ass slightly as she rocked to the gentle rhythm of my fingers stroking her clit.“I’ll spend every single day worshipping you like this if you want.”“Yes!” “I’ll fuck you raw some days, too. You seem to have that effect on me.” I chuckled, pulling on her earlobe with my teeth, which caused her to inhale sharply. Even now it amazed me that I could have this kind of power over her. I mean, she was a Seductor, or had been a few hours ago. Surely she’d met many CEOs in her line of work, but I must have been different. I’d seen it in her eyes when I found her in San Francisco…maybe even sooner. Jade loved me. I may have gone to the extreme in setting her free, but she was it for me. I would never want anyone else. Jade began to fight against my legs holding hers. She was close, I could feel her body begin to convulse as I continued to tease her clit. “You’ll need to absorb the pleasure, Beautiful. I’m not going to let you move.”“O…Oh, please,” she begged. I held her tighter, quickening my pace. Then she fell, screaming out my name while she struggled to control her orgasm. “That’s what it feels like to be truly mine,” I purred into her ear moments later.“I’m an extremely lucky lady,” she panted, turning to look at me while she caught her breath. We were both lucky. Jade had a playful look in her eye. Something told me it was payback, and I’d suffer gladly, all in the name of love.


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About the author
B.L. Wilde is a British author obsessed with many things, including heated love stories and sexy men.

Fully supported by her husband, she can often be found at her desk working on her next project, or looking at eye candy online for research purposes.  She is a sucker for happy endings, but will always make her characters work for it.
If you enjoy romance, suspense and erotica, let your imagination run 'Wilde'. Links:Facebook   |     Goodreads      |    Twitter    |     Blog       |     Website

Forbidden Awakenings Book One in the Awakenings Series&nb...

Forbidden Awakenings Book One in the Awakenings Series 
By Lisa Bilbrey

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  Summary:
Elle Reid and Sadie Williams are best friends, turned lovers. Always considering themselves to be friends with benefits, they opt to let loose and celebrate after landing a high-profile project with the best architecture firm in San Francisco.

Callum Davis and Derek Flores have been the best friends since they met freshman year. While they've admitted their attraction to each other, neither have the courage to act on their feelings, both fearful of losing their friendship. At least, not until they meet Elle and Sadie at Club Venom.

Elle, Sadie, Callum, and Derek embark on a life-changing journey that defies what society tells them is normal. But when you find yourselves in love with multiple partners, how do you choose? And what will happen when their families find out about their unconventional relationship? Is their forbidden awakening worth unraveling the secrets they've been keeping?



 Excerpt:



“And when you moved to L.A., did you find what you needed there?” Nodding, he said, “A part of it. I was terrified to leave home, but when I met Callum, got to know him, I found someone I knew I could count on. Callum’s my best friend, Elle. I’ve cared about him for a long time.”“Are you in love him?” Elle questioned. Derek opened his mouth to reply, but clamped his lips together before he could utter a sound. “You are, aren’t you? You’re in love with him.”“I don’t know,” he admitted, sliding his hand onto her hip. “I don’t know what I feel right now. He’s everything I never knew he could be. In my family, men aren’t supposed to love each other like this, Elle. They’re not supposed to want to kiss them, to make love to them, but I do want to kiss Callum and make love to him. I just . . . I just want him.”“Hey, you don’t have to explain that to me,” she groused. “My parents would disown me if they knew anything about you, Callum, and Sadie. I learned a long time ago not to expect their approval, Derek. And not just because of my attraction to Sadie, either. They made it clear that I wasn’t the daughter they wanted me to be, but I’m okay with that because I’m happy with who I am. I have Sadie, and you and Callum now. My sister and her fiancé love me, support me, and I’m all right, ya know?”“You know I care about you, Elle, don’t you?” His tone was almost pleading. “You and Sadie — you’re not just a causal fuck for me or Callum. It’s important that you know that you’re both important to us.”“Of course I do,” she murmured, trying to keep her emotions from betraying her. “I care about you, too, Derek. So much that it scares me.”“What scares you?” he whispered.Elle’s eyes closed, and she took a ragged breath. “I don’t want to lose you. The thought of not having you in my life makes my heart ache.”“Look at me,” he ordered and her eyes opened in a heartbeat. “We are not leaving you, at least not unless you want us to. Do you understand that? Callum and I will never pressure you to give us more than you feel comfortable with.”All Elle could do as tears filled her eyes was nod. The warm drops sprinkled against her cheeks.“Don’t cry, beautiful,” he cooed, leaning forward and brushing his lips across hers. “Then don’t be so fucking sweet,” she whimpered, smiling through the cascade of tears. “I trust you, Derek. You, Callum, and Sadie — you’re everything I never thought I deserved.”With a kick of his foot, Derek sent their dishes crashing to the floor before closing the small space between bodies and reminding Elle how much he wanted her.




Obsessive, compulsive, slightly crazed, but enough about her personality. First and foremost, Lisa Bilbrey is a mom to three and a wife to one. She loves to write, and spends the majority of everyday writing. It's who she is, and what she's meant to be doing. Words are her life, the air she breathes, and the nutrients of her soul. Finding a love in the written word, Lisa Bilbrey started writing as a way to express herself and let her voice be heard. From the first word she wrote, she'd found her heart and soul.
Always willing to learn, she's spends much of her time trying to improve as a storyteller.

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If you could invent any gadget to help you as an author what would it be?

That's hard because there is so much that helps me as an author. Music, coffee, sometimes wine, but I think if I could invent anything, it would be a time machine. As a lot of authors, I work, I have children, I have responsibilities. And of course, they come first, but I'd love to be able to just pause time and be able to write without worry about how late it is, or who is cooking dinner. So, yeah, I think I'd invent a time machine.... Or maybe, a coffee IV. 

Love that idea Lisa. I could do with one of those too. LOL


Make sure you check out Lisa's latest release. I know I will be. 

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OWNED(A Novella)
By
B.L.WildeJo MatthewsCover Design: Jo MatthewsGenre: Romance/Erotica/Crime Expected Release Date: December 5, 2014
Summary:
Ryan Lawson has almost everything he wants. A Capo to the Valenti Family Mafia, the world is at his fingertips and the ladies all drop their panties at his signature smirk. All but one, anyway, and she happens to be the only one he wants. On the run from a horrible past, Trixie finds herself accepting a job as an exotic dancer in a club run by the mafia. Left without a choice, she begins to date the Boss’ son while lusting after someone else.Everything changes when Ryan is offered a chance to win a weekend with the woman he desires. All he has to do is roll the dice. The rest is up to fate. What will happen when their worlds collide? Will a mutual attraction turn into something more? Or will the dangers they face be enough to keep them apart for good?
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Excerpt: I took my place right by the pole, and even though the room was nearly pitch black, I could feel several people watching me. When the music started and the lights came on over the stage, I placed one hand on the pole and circled it, making eye contact with as many of the men in the front as I could. I made it all the way around and then bucked my hips into the cold metal, sliding up and down a few times before spinning around it again. I had a few tricks in my arsenal, but I wanted to save those for a little later on in the song. Still gripping the pole, I walked halfway around so my back was to the crowd. There were loud catcalls and wolf whistles when I started shaking my hips to the beat of the music. They got even louder as I hooked my left leg around the pole and spun in quick circles until my ass was on the ground and the pole was between my legs. Using my hands as leverage, I planted my feet and lifted my hips, thrusting against the shiny object seductively.Men from the tables in the back of the room rose from their seats and were closing in on the stage area. Figuring it was now or never, I got to my feet and shimmied around again. Facing away from the audience, I placed my hands high on the pole and jumped up, straddling it and squeezing my thighs together to hold me in place. Arching my back, I released my hands and used my stomach muscles to support me as I flashed some cleavage at the patrons. After a few seconds of holding the position and nearly falling out of my top, I straightened up and slid my way down the pole, shaking my ass and earning more whistles.When I spun around, my eyes met with Ryan’s for a brief moment. I couldn’t help but smirk at him and toss my hair over my shoulder as I continued to dance. Was it possible that god-like creature wanted me? The mere thought of it turned me on more than anything ever had.I made a full circle on the pole when I saw him waving a hundred dollar bill around, trying to get me to come over. Feeling overly confident and wanting to fuck with him a bit, I sauntered over and shimmied my hips just inches from his face. His eyes were locked on my covered pussy, and I could have sworn I saw him lick his lips. An image of him between my legs flashed through my mind, and I felt myself getting damp with arousal. Shaking my head slightly to clear it, I continued with my dance.Every time Ryan reached up with the money, I backed away so he couldn’t touch me. He wasn’t supposed to touch me anyway. At least…I didn’t think he was. None of the customers were ever allowed to touch the dancers according to what I’d been told. Carlo had said that Ryan ran the club, though, so I wondered if that meant he was an exception and could do what he wanted. That thought both thrilled and terrified me.Still, I shook my head with a smirk on my face and sunk down to my hands and knees. His eyes were focused on my tits, which were nearly bursting out of my bikini top as I began to make my way toward him, so without him even noticing, I pulled the money from his hand with my teeth.“Thanks,” I winked as I rose to my feet and headed back to the pole to finish the song. I could feel his eyes boring into me until the lights went out and I collected my tips.
About the Authors

B.L. WildeB.L. Wilde is a British author obsessed with many things, including heated love stories and sexy men. Fully supported by her husband, she can often be found at her desk working on her next project, or looking at eye candy online for research purposes.  She is a sucker for happy endings, but will always make her characters work for it. If you enjoy romance, suspense and erotica, let your imagination run 'Wilde'. Links:Facebook   |     Goodreads      |    Twitter    |     Blog       |     Website




Jo MatthewsJo Matthews is an Arizona native, where she lives with her son. A stay-at-home mom since 2007, she only recently discovered her love and passion for the written word. When she’s not writing, she’s usually knee deep in editing—an aspect she thoroughly enjoys. As an editor, she has propelled quite a few authors into the published world, and with her skills, has landed several stories on Amazon’s Top Sellers lists.LinksFacebook     |     Blog     |     Goodreads     |     Twitter     |     Google+

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OWNED ByB.L.WildeJo Matthews
Cover Design: Jo MatthewsGenre: Romance/Erotica/Crime Expected Release Date: December 5, 2014Summary:
Ryan Lawson has almost everything he wants. A Capo to the Mafia Valenti Family, the world is at his fingertips and the ladies all drop their panties at his signature smirk. All but one, anyway, and she happens to be the only one he wants. On the run from a horrible past, Trixie finds herself accepting a job as an exotic dancer in a club run by the mafia. Left without a choice, she begins to date the Boss’ son while lusting after someone else.Everything changes when Ryan is offered a chance to win a weekend with the woman he desires. All he has to do is roll the dice. The rest is up to fate. What will happen when their worlds collide? Will a mutual attraction turn into something more? Or will the dangers they face be enough to keep them apart for good?
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Fully supported by her husband, she can often be found at her desk working on her next project, or looking at eye candy online for research purposes.  She is a sucker for happy endings, but will always make her characters work for it. If you enjoy romance, suspense and erotica, let your imagination run 'Wilde'. Links:Facebook   |     Goodreads      |    Twitter    |     Blog       |     Website


Jo MatthewsJo Matthews is an Arizona native, where she lives with son. A stay-at-home mom since 2007, she only recently discovered her love and passion for the written word. When she’s not writing, she’s usually knee deep in editing—an aspect she thoroughly enjoys. As an editor, she has propelled quite a few authors into the published world, and with her skills, has landed several stories on Amazon’s Top Sellers lists.LinksFacebook     |     Blog     |     Goodreads     |     Twitter     |     Google

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The Seductors Series Vol. 3 Devotion by B.L. Wilde ...

The Seductors Series Vol. 3 Devotion by B.L. Wilde Cover Design: Jo Matthews Genre: Romance/Erotica/Suspense  Expected Release Date: September 12, 2014

Summary: 

Falling in love is never easy, but when you’re a Seductor who has fallen for your target, it’s impossible.   Now that Jade has learned the whereabouts of the powercore made by Oliver’s company, her mission is almost over. The chances of being able to stay with him at the end of her contract are slim and she knows that. Would her organization really keep their word? When has a Seductor ever been able to stay with their mark? When disaster strikes near the end of her assignment, Jade is faced with the biggest decision of her life—she must choose between her heart’s desire and doing the right thing for the sake of the world. Her choice may just be the catalyst that sets her free. What happens when the truth comes out? Will Oliver be able to let her go this time? Or will their love for each other be enough to finally bring The Seductors down? One thing is for certain—devotion will seal their fate.
***Contains mature content meant only for 18+ years of age.***
Excerpt: I loved spending time in Macon with Oliver and his family, but I was glad once we got back to New York. I had him all to myself, and as selfish as it sounded, I loved it when we were alone. New York held the most memories for me with him. “I think your uncle is warming to me,” I mused as we sat eating the dinner that Mrs. Davis had prepared for us. “He actually wished me a safe trip when we left this morning.” “It’s definitely progress,” Oliver chuckled.   “Now that we’re back in New York, you need to tell me what you want to do for your birthday. It’s only a few weeks away.” “Well, we are fucking on my desk at work for sure. You promised me,” he winked, licking his lips. Damn him! He was too sexy for words.   “You’re sex crazed,” I giggled, shaking my head. “What about going out to dinner somewhere? We could go away for a weekend, too.” “A dirty weekend away?” I threw my napkin at him. “What?” “Stop thinking about sex!” “That’s difficult. I happen to have an incredibly sexy girlfriend that I want to fuck all the time.” “Oliver!” “If you think about it, you’re the reason I’m sex crazed. This is your entire fault, Jade.” “Oh, that’s right—blame it all on me,” I laughed, taking a sip of wine. “Do you have any idea how happy you make me?” “No, but I know how happy you make me.” “I’m not hungry anymore.” Oliver suddenly had that look in his eyes again. The ‘I’m going to rip the clothes from your body and fuck you’ look. Instantly, I had to hold my legs together. It looked like he was going to try a prove a point.   “You’ve hardly eaten. I hope you’re not coming down with anything,” I replied, innocently. “I’m not coming down with anything, but I certainly will be going down on something tonight.” “Oh, God,” I whimpered, choking on my sip of wine. “All this sex talk is making me horny. I’m going to give you a thirty second head start, then I’m planning on making you cum as many times as I can on my staircase. There are thirty four steps total. I’m thinking that’s at least ten orgasms I’ll be able to give you, maybe more, until I throw you on my bed and slide my cock inside you.” I couldn’t move. I sat there gawking at him. Ten orgasms. I couldn’t handle that! “Run Jade, I mean it. I’ll start on this table if I have to.” I stood up and ran. My heart was pounding hard in my chest. Why was I running anyway? I wanted Oliver to catch me. I managed five steps on the staircase before he caught me from behind. “That was a feeble attempt to try and get away. Anyone would think you wanted me to catch you,” he whispered into my ear, sucking on my earlobe as his hands moved to undo the buttons on my jeans. “I’m going to drive you crazy, Beautiful. I hope you’re ready.” I couldn’t answer; his hands had already slipped inside my jeans and I was lost. Oliver began to put pressure on my sex through my panties. Why didn’t he just push my panties to the side? It was so frustrating. “Do you like that, Beautiful? I can feel your panties getting damper. How many pairs have I ruined now?” “Too many to count,” I panted, gripping the banister for support as he sped up the movement of his hand. “W…What about Mrs. Davis?” “She’s staying with a friend tonight. We’re all alone.” I could hear his smirk as he planted kisses down my neck. Starting to climb already, I knew my first orgasm was quickly approaching. “That’s it, Jade, give it up. I want to hear you let it all out.” I came, groaning out a string of nonsensical words, trying to hold myself up as I came undone. “I’ll give you a minute this time to compose yourself and run.” “Are you being serious?” I gasped, still clutching the stairs. “I can hardly stand!” “A minute and a half then,” he smirked, tilting his head. “You can manage a few more steps, Jade.” I wasn’t sure I could. “Just put one foot in front of the other.” “Alright, Mr. Cocky.” “Interesting choice of words.” I rolled my eyes and began to take a few unsteady steps, but it was difficult when I was still in a state of bliss. “You’re making this too easy,” he chuckled, pulling me so I was facing him. He backed me against the railing, gazing down at my chest. With one swift tug, he pulled my top over my head. “I’ll never get enough of undressing you,” he mused, running his fingertips across the top of my breasts and then into my bra, stroking my aching nipples. While his one hand continued to tease my sensitive skin, his other went south and slid right inside my panties. “Fuck, I got you well and truly worked up, didn’t I?” He ran his fingers through my slick folds, and I had to bite my lip to fight the pleasure. I had no control over myself when it came this man. “Shit, I can’t wait to fuck you. I can feel my cock already leaking at the thought.” “Ugh, Oliver, you can’t say stuff like that to me!” “Is gets you excited. I know you love it when I talk dirty.” He slid his fingers inside me and began another excruciating pace. “Do you know what I’m going to do after this?” he whispered, biting down on my left nipple through my bra. I couldn’t help but cry out—it felt amazing. “I’m going to strip you naked and taste you. You know I love eating you out.” I wasn’t going to survive the night, but if this was how it ended, death by an Oliver orgasm was the way to go.
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B.L. Wilde is a British author obsessed with many things, including heated love stories. Supported fully by her husband, she can often be found at her desk working on her next project. Her journey into the world of erotica began when she started writing online stories over three years ago, and she hasn't looked back since.

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Does this peak your interest? Learn more about The Seductors Series by reading Volumes 1 and 2 today!
The Seductors Series Vol. 1 Desire
Summary:

Jade has worked as a Seductor in a secret organization for five years now. Her main job? To earn the trust of her targets and secure the object or information her company was hired to steal—by any means necessary. She’s damn good at it, too. With five years left on her contract, she is handed an assignment that turns her world upside down. Oliver Kirkham is the attractive, young CEO of Kirkham Industries, a weapons manufacturing company, and is currently in possession of some very important blueprints—blueprints that could change the way war, as we know it, works. He’s extremely focused and doesn’t have time to date, at least until he comes to the rescue of a shy but very alluring Jade Gibbs. What happens when one night of passion turns into more? Will Jade allow her feelings for Oliver to get in the way of her mission? Or will she do what she was hired to do and secure the steal?
***Contains mature content meant only for 18+ years of age.***
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The Seductors Series Vol. 2 Hunger 
Summary:

When Jade walked out on Oliver six months ago, she left her heart behind. Little did she know her mission was far from over. Given a new mission—to secure a secret nuclear power core—she’s thrown back into his world and has to earn his trust once more. The only problem is that she’s competing directly with another Seductor that she despises, who has already been on the mission for two months. Oliver was devastated when he discovered Jade had left him, so he closed himself off to the world, focusing solely on his job. Everything is thrown into chaos when she resurfaces, working for an old friend of his. Will Jade be able to win Oliver back while fighting her jealously that another Seductor might steal the mission from her? Consumed with love, controlled by a hunger she has never known, can she protect her heart a second time around if Oliver takes her back? 
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All Who Are Lost by Lindsey Forrest Series: Ashmor...

All Who Are Lost by Lindsey Forrest Series: Ashmore's Folly Trilogy: Book One Cover Design: Robin Ludwig of Robin Ludwig Design, Inc Genre: Contemporary Women's Fiction (Romance) Expected Release Date: October 21, 2014
Summary:    One man.
Too many betrayals.
Three women.
One last chance.   On a cold winter day, a woman calls a number halfway across the world. A man answers. After fourteen years, Laura St. Bride hears the voice she has never forgotten, the voice she will remember with her last breath…
What do you do
when the love of your life
is the last person you should love?
A great family estate in Virginia. Three sisters growing up in the shadow of their father’s obsessive drive to recapture his lost muse, the woman he threw into the cold Irish sea. The scion of an old family, falling in love with the wrong sister, blind to the ice at her core. A woman haunted by a moment of blood and violence, when she reached out and took a man who didn’t belong to her. A man living a life of regret and sacrifice, given a second chance to claim the woman he should have loved all along.
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I know you’re out there somewhere.... She stared out across a crowded London square, unknowing, unseeing, the serenity of her face captured in the flat surface of the theatrical poster. The light noon rain ran down in small diagonal rivers across her, crinkling the smooth plain of her forehead and the gentle cut of her jaw. She wept, large, abandoned tears that warred with the lovely turn of her mouth. The Great Cat, they called her. Many of those who had come to Leicester Square, hunting for half-price theater tickets, gravitated to her, beckoned by her eyes, lured on by the legend of mist and mystery that surrounded her. A few balked at the price of “An Intimate Evening with Cat Courtney.” Others realized to their sorrow that they had conflicting tickets, meals planned with in-laws, flights to catch. Three nights only, announced the poster, and this, unfortunately, was the last night. She smiled out at them all, oblivious to their concerns, uncaring of the rain wetting her face. The American tourist who came walking into the square, his daughter by his side, did not notice her at first. The rain had stopped for a few minutes, and other matters engaged him: folding up a handy umbrella, glancing at his watch, reading a guide book over his daughter’s shoulder. For one minute longer, he remained merely a tourist on a much-needed vacation. For one minute longer, the Great Cat never crossed his mind. But the Great Cat could wait, and for this man she would wait forever. She had left him a decade before, both of them reeling from the blood of their folly, in a deserted cottage on a desolate shore on the other side of the world. Had she eyes to see, she would know him instantly. Eventually, respite ended. Eventually, Richard Ashmore lifted his head, his eyes scanning across the theatrical posters, in search of an evening’s entertainment suitable for a young girl. The titles made little impression – Les Miserables, The Graduate, Noises Off – until he saw her and everything around her blurred into oblivion. He knew her too, instantly. Laura. His worst mistake. e “Dad?” Julie touched her hand to his. “Do you think we can get tickets?” “We can try.” Richard closed his fingers around hers, a talisman to ward memory off. “Don’t get your hopes up, Julie. Her concerts usually sell out.” “Let’s ask over there,” suggested his daughter, pointing across the square to the ticket kiosk. “Maybe someone bought tickets and can’t go. Maybe someone dropped their tickets, and someone turned them in. Maybe —” “Maybe, maybe, maybe,” he teased, but already he was allowing her to drag him across the stones towards the waiting queue. They took their places in line. Julie was glowing with excitement, the happiest Richard had seen her since the morning before her grandparents had died. He was less optimistic. Others ahead of them had requested tickets, and the possibility of stray tickets lessened as they moved up the line. He sought to cushion her against disappointment by letting her plan the afternoon. They were only a couple of blocks from the National Gallery, or would she prefer to hop the tube for Harrods? “Harrods,” said Julie immediately. “And tea, Dad.” She leaned in against him to look at his guidebook. “I have my birthday money from Lucy. I want to get something to wear to the concert.” “Keep your money, kitten.” He wished that they had never seen the poster. Selfish, yes, but if meeting her eyes in a poster disturbed him, how would he feel to see her again, even in the black anonymity of an audience? Better not to know, better to go back to an occasional evening of listening to her songs in the dark and trying to make some sense of what had happened. And Julie had endured enough recently. They were second in line now, behind a couple attempting to get tickets to the latest Andrew Lloyd Webber. Good luck, thought Richard, who had tried for three months. They bought him a few minutes of reprieve while they settled for a sex comedy instead. “Two for Cat Courtney,” he said, and if the gods had been with him, just this once, he would have been told in that inimitable British way, Sorry, sir, but that show has just sold out.... “Yes, a few tickets have been turned in,” and his fate was sealed. He and Julie looked at the seating chart. She sparkled as she so seldom did, and as he paid for the tickets he thought that he would bear any pain, any guilt, to see that look on her face. “Those are good seats,” said the man behind him, another American from the sound of him. “I’ve seen her before, and she’s worth twice the price.” Julie forgot her usual shyness with strangers. “I can’t wait! I’ve wanted to see her for so long —” A woman with a Southern accent said kindly, “You know, darlin’, you’re just the picture of her.” “Thank you,” said Julie. “I’m glad I am. She’s my aunt.” And Richard Ashmore looked at the tickets and realized, with a shock, that it was June 9, and he had been married for seventeen years. e In his life, Richard Ashmore had made three mistakes with women. Not that three was so unusual; no man reached his thirties without suffering the particular pain that women could inflict and without inflicting it in return. He was luckier than most men, perhaps, for he had erred early and grievously, and caution had been driven into him like a bullet. He carried with him permanent reminders of his follies: a marriage gone disastrously wrong, the painful conscience that he had not always been the upright man his daughter loved, a shoulder that ached in cold weather. Ah, Diana, unattainable once attained, a monumental mistake made in all the first flush of adolescent desire and pride. Too young to marry, too blindly in love to recognize the ice behind her eyes, he had turned a deaf ear to his father’s warning that his princess was hollow at her core. Francie, silver-quick smile and hungry eyes, and his own need for the warmth of a woman’s arms. The dangerous combination of a magnum of champagne on New Year’s Eve and three years of exile from his marriage bed had erupted into a springtime of madness. The gods had demanded their due: a marriage wrecked beyond salvage, a family foundered, two young women cast adrift. And the third.... Oh, but even now, all these years later, he stood before her picture, and he still did not understand. She watched him from the poster, more animated in flat gray and white than he had ever known her. But he knew those eyes. He knew how they adored him, how they burned in fever and desire, how they haunted odd moments of the day and dark pockets of the night. Diana. Francie. Laura the Cat. He supposed he had a special weakness for shuttered eyes that invited a man in with promises implied and unkept, for wild autumn hair spread gloriously across a pillow, for tall, elegant figures and clear, sweet voices and beguiling, destructive ways. They all three had this and more in common, and why not? They were sisters, after all. e                                                                                           About Lindsey Forrest: Lindsey Forrest, a lead writer/editor for an international information company, writes about income tax but prefers to dream of heroes and heroines and grand romance. With the publication of her trilogy, she checks off the top entry on her bucket list. She lives in north Texas with her family and cat and has a five-year plan for becoming a full-time novelist and editor of indie fiction. When she isn’t working or writing, she amuses herself with reading, needlepointing, tramping around historical sites and houses, and outbidding everyone who gets in her way on Ebay.  
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the certainty of deception by Jeanne McDonald - Drew and Mickie Interview

 the certainty of deception byJeanne McDonald
Author: Jeanne McDonaldTitle: The Certainty of Deception (The Truth in Lies Saga #2)Genre: Contemporary RomanceCover Design: Jada D’Lee DesignsRelease Date: July 8, 2014
Summary:After years of living in the darkness of his past, Andrew Wise, a young attorney working for his family’s law firm in Sarasota, Florida, has finally broken free of the demons that haunt him.  Wealth, success, happiness, and true love; everything a man could ever dream of, was right at his fingertips.  Or so he thought.  But in the blink of an eye, all of that changed.  Upon discovering that his ex-girlfriend, Olivia Hamilton, was pregnant, Drew fell back into some old habits, which led to him losing the one person that mattered the most in his life – McKenzie Evans.When McKenzie left him and returned to Texas, Drew was beside himself.  The night before she left, he made an agreement with her best friend Jared Christopher, that he would give her time and space to come to grips with the fact that he’d fathered her best friend’s child.  Now, two months later, he feels as though he held up his end of the bargain, Drew can’t take their separation any longer.   With his
brother’s wedding mere weeks away, Drew devises a plan to win McKenzie back.Under the guise of a bachelor getaway for Gavin, Drew, along with his brother and Jared, jets off on an adventure to the panhandle of Texas.  There, he will learn what made McKenzie who she is and will find strength within himself that he never realized existed. In this charming sequel to The Truth in Lies, Drew and McKenzie discover that not everything is as it seems, forgiveness is a matter of acceptance, and true love really can conquer all. Excerpt:“Evans’ Bodyworks, McKenzie speaking,” her sweet voice serenaded me like a siren’s song.The wind pushed from my chest in the most orgasmic of ways.I closed my eyes and allowed the intense rush of relief blow from my chest.  For the last two months, I’d called her office just to hear her voice.  She’d changed her cell phone number to an Amarillo number after leaving, but Evans’ Bodyworks was a listed number.  As per my agreement with Jared, I never said a word.  I simply listened to her until she hung up.“Hello?”  I shivered with delight at the sweet timbre of her tone.Since her departure, I’d taken up sending her flowers every Monday, simply to brighten her week. The phone call was to brighten mine.“Hello?  Anybody there?”Oh, God, that Southern drawl.  She’d commented several times about how much she hated her accent.  “I sound like a backwoods hick,” she’d
complained.  She didn’t sound like a hick to me.  On the contrary, I could’ve listened to her talk all day long if given the chance. Drops of rain splattered to the ground.  I looked up at the sky.  It appeared the sun was going to lose the battle of the clouds after all.  Not that I minded, I loved the rain.  The rain held a sentimental value to me.  It was a rainy night where I first made love to McKenzie.  Rain was a good thing.  It brought life and in my case, it brought love.I closed my eyes to recall the smell of her skin mixed with the rain.  Shadows of her danced in the recesses of my mind.  I swallowed hard, thinking of how it felt to have her smooth skin pressed against mine.  Every minor detail displayed with vivid accuracy in my consciousness.  Her shimmering blue eyes sparkled, her playful smile, and the way her golden hair fell in front of her face when it was wet.“Andy?  Is that you?” she whispered.Tha-thump.My heart skipped a beat at the sound of that nickname on such beautiful lips.  Only Mickie was allowed to call me that.  Just because my name was Andrew, didn’t mean people should call me Andy. Andrew or Drew was fine with me, but never Andy.  That was my twin sister’s nickname, after all.I sprang to my feet in a single bound, and looked around the beach.  It was still fairly empty.  Just a few runners making their way to their cars before the rain picked up.“I guess not,” she faltered.The sadness in her voice chipped away another piece of my mangled heart.  She missed me.  The evidence was there in the sound of her voice.  Fine, the evidence was hearsay, but this wasn’t a court of law, so it was admissible. She called me by name, hoping it was me on the other end of the line.This was what I’d been waiting for.  I needed to know that she missed me too, that I wasn’t alone in my heartache.  I wanted to reveal myself, but I feared it would ruin my upcoming plans.  Only one person knew what I was about to do and that was because he was intricate to my plans.  All I needed was for Jared or Gavin to get wind of my trip to Amarillo.  There was no doubt in my mind that they’d try to stop me. So, instead of acting on instinct, I sat there like a fool, listening to her breathe.Click.The phone went silent.For several seconds I stood, unmoving.  She had spoken to me.  To hear her call me by name was an answer to my prayers.  It only solidified my
decision to get off of my ass and fly to Texas. I’d waited like Jared and Gavin demanded.  Two long, miserable months, I’d waited.  Not a single drop of liquor had touched my lips since that night, no matter how bad I wanted a drink.  I’d been patient, keeping my distance, well, in a way.  Sure, the flowers didn’t equate to distance, but she hadn’t told Jared about them as far as I knew.  I was sure if she had, I’d never hear the end of it.  So, to me, that was a signal that she wasn’t over me any more than I was her. They were lucky I’d lasted this long. Patience was not one of my virtues. The time had come, and I was getting my girl back.My mind released me from its temporary prison, allowing my heart to say what it needed to say.  “I miss you,” I whispered, breathless.
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About the Author: Jeanne McDonald began telling stories at the ripe young age of five, when her mother considered the truth to be a lie due to her extensive embellishment to the retelling of an event.  She wrote her first short story when she was twelve years old, and at the age of sixteen she tried her hand at poetry.  She reconnected with her love for writing in 2010 thanks to the encouragement of a dear friend.Her passions include a “mild” Starbucks addiction, music, reading, quotes, movies, and romance.  When she’s not spending time with her family, she can be found reading, writing, chatting with her friends or diligently working toward her bachelor’s degree in Speech Pathology and Audiology.  A proud Texan, Jeanne currently resides in the Dallas/Fort Worth area with her family.Stalk the Author: Website   |   Facebook   |   Twitter  |  Goodreads   |   Amazon  |  Google+


I had the pleasure of interviewing Drew when The Truth in Lies came out last October, and today I’m happy to welcome him back with the lovely McKenzie this time.


Welcome guys!McKenzie:  Hiya.  It’s nice to finally meet you.  Andy has told me so many wonderful things about you.Drew:  *leaning over, placing a kiss to Bee’s cheek* Hey there, gorgeous.  It’s a pleasure to be with you again today.  
So, I have to admit, you two left me with a broken heart at the end of The Truth in Lies.  You both go through quite a journey in The Certainty of Deception. How are you both feeling now?
McKenzie: Ah, well, I’m sorry about that, Ms. Bee.  I hate knowing we left you with a broken heart.  *frowns, glancing over to Drew* As for how I’m feeling, I’m a bundle of emotions right now.  Happy to be back with Drew *patting Drew’s knee* but scared to death of facing Liv again.Drew:  I’m quite sorry that we left you like that.  You were not the only one.  I feel that my emotions have been all over the place.  For awhile I felt like I was fighting a battle that I was going to lose.  *grabbing McKenzie’s hand*  But being with her was worth every battle I fought and the one that is about to happen.  *bringing McKenzie’s hand to my lips kissing it softly*  She’s absolutely worth it.

McKenzie how did it feel having this book told in Drew’s point of view? Did you learn anything new about him while he told your story?
When Jeanne approached us about the second book, she initially wanted it from my point of view.  But my boy here, *squeezing Drew’s hand* had other plans.  He had to tell his story, his way, and I feel blessed to have been a part of it.  I learned so much about this wonderful man.  All this time I’d felt as if he understood me, but didn’t understand why or how he could.  Now I do.  He’s faced something that no one should ever have to endure, and while I know I’ve only scratched the surface, I can see a strength and bravery in him that amazes me.  *leaning over, placing a sweet kiss on Drew’s cheek*

And what about you Drew? How did it feel to have your say? You’ve taken massive steps in this book. (Plus you made me cry, but it’s okay, I forgive you.) You are an amazingly strong man in the way you dealt with your past.
It’s about time I got my say. *laughing*   I loved that book one was told from Mickie’s point of view.  It really showed how we go our start, but the ending made me look like a complete asshole, which I must admit I was.  Not intentionally, of course, but still an asshole.  As we all know, there’s always two sides to every story and I’m glad that I was able to tell mine.  There was a lot that needed to be explained, and in the end, I think we did exactly that.
*looking down a bit, tracing my thumb over McKenzie’s*  Thank you for such a sweet compliment, but I don’t feel amazing.  I continue to struggle with my past, but I believe that I’m heading down the road to healing.  Also, I want to apologize for making you cry.  That was never my intention.

Can we just talk music for a moment. So, Country music and Rock music, they say opposites attract. I love that you two are so different yet so similar at the same time. Would you agree with me?
McKenzie: *laughing*  There is a fine line between Rock and Country music.  I don’t see them as different.  I mean, c’mon, Lynyrd Skynyrd!  Rock and Country rolled in one! *glancing at Drew to catch him covering face in with his free hand*  But, to answer your question, Ms. Bee, I do agree.  We are quite different and yet oddly similar.  It works for us.Drew:   *looking over at Mickie*  Sweetheart, they are different.  I don’t care how much you try to convince me otherwise.  I listen to Country music because of you.  Rock music speaks to me.  I need to feel the beat of the music, not feel the emotion of a Country singer walling in his own misery.  I have had enough of that in my own life.  It does work for us. McKenzie:  I said a fine line *drawing a line in the air with my finger* - operative words there, my darling.  I love rock music.  Everyone knows I love me some Hinder, but I don’t need Korn screaming in my ear.  If I want to listen to screaming, I go watch Jared and Liv go at it. Drew:  Fine line my ass, woman.  *realizing what you said, gasping* Hinder!?  Did you just say Hinder?  God woman, how can I love you when you like Hinder?  *shaking my head*  Now Korn is a great band, especially when driving and working out.   And why would you want to go listen to Jared and the rubber duck scream at each other? That’s like pure torture. McKenzie: *looking back to Ms. Bee* Do you see what I must endure?  This man has no clue what good music is.  *laughing, glancing at Drew* At the rate we’re going, she’s never going to invite us back. Drew: Of course she’ll invite ME back.  I’m perfect.  *grinning wide*  And I know what good music is woman, I just don’t like Hinder.  McKenzie: For God’s sake, man.  Hush!  *turning to Ms. Bee* Please, proceed.  *smiling*
I love that you two are cat people, too.  Drew knows I’m a little cat crazy from the first interview. ;) McKenzie, do you find it sexy that Drew like cat’s like I do?
McKenzie: What girl doesn’t like a guy who loves pussies? *laughs, cutting my eyes to Drew*Drew:  Now that’s a girl after my own heart.  I do enjoy the pussies in my life.  *smirks, looking back at Mickie*McKenzie:  We’ve unleashed the beast, Ms Bee. *laughs*  In all honesty, I find Drew’s compassion toward cats to be endearing and a very sexy quality in him.

What’s the next step? I know you’ll be together, but are you apprehensive about Olivia and what others will say?
McKenzie: *shifts awkwardly in my seat* Drew seems to think that I shouldn’t worry about everyone else, especially Olivia, but I beg to differ.  She’s been my friend since college.  I simply can’t turn my back on that.  She’s going to be crushed when we tell her about us, and with her being pregnant, I do worry.  But I have hopes that we can get past this and all move on to being happy and friends again...someday.Drew:  *squeezing McKenzie’s hand*  You shouldn’t worry about it, Beautiful.  I do understand that Olivia is your friend, but in my defense things were never serious with her.  It was just a casual thing.  That relationship was never going anywhere despite what she has ever said.  I felt nothing for her and I knew in my heart I would never feel anything.  That spark was never there.  I feel that spark with you, my darling angel.  But I do want to make clear that if that baby is mine, I will be a good father to that child.  I would never turn my back on the baby.  Maybe one day we all could be friends again, but I doubt that will never happen.  As for what others think, I could give a flying fuck what others think.  This is my life and I want to be happy, not miserable. McKenzie: *leaning over, pressing a tender kiss to Drew’s lips* I know now that you never loved her.  I only hope that you two can come to some sort of an agreement in regards to the baby.  You’re a good man.

This one is for Drew. Do you really believe that you are the father of Olivia’s baby?Drew:  *crossing my legs, resting mine and McKenzie’s hands over my knee*  To be honest, I don’t see how I’m not the father.  Everything indicates that I am.  The timing is right.  My drunken stupidity makes me the prime candidate, and unless Olivia cheated on me, which I don’t find very likely, there’s no one else.  
*dropping my eyes to our hands, rubbing my thumb along McKenzie’s* My biggest struggle is that I don’t feel a connection with the child that I know I’m supposed to.  I’ve been here before.  I know what it feels like to have that excitement of becoming a father, yet I feel nothing.  
McKenzie: You can’t beat yourself up for that, baby.  You’ve been through something so traumatic that it’s not uncommon for there to be a disconnect.  

And McKenzie, how are you feeling about returning back home with Drew? McKenzie: I’m excited and a little nervous.  So much has happened, but I know this is the right move.  It was presumptuous of me to leave as I did.  Feelings were hurt, lives were changed, and I reacted as I usually do - rash and spontaneous.  *smiling at Drew, squeezing his hand*  We deserve our chance.  It was taken away from us prematurely and I can’t see why fate would bring us together if we weren’t meant to be.
But first we’ve got to deal with Boston.  Now, talk about being nervous.  Meeting Drew’s mother and father scares the shit out of me. *laughs*
Drew:  *laughs, bringing McKenzie’s hand to my lip*  I know that feeling all too well.  Seeing my mother and father again scare the shit out of me as well.  I’m also nervous as fuck because it feels like I’m taking Mickie into the lion’s den.  I know how my parents are, but we’ll be together and that’s all that matters to me.  
Well, I think that’s it. I can’t wait for book three. Do you have any inside information you could give me about that next book?  McKenzie:  Inside information?  *taps chin* Let’s see.  I’m pregnant.  *laughs*Drew:  *looking over at McKenzie, stunned*  Are you fucking serious?! You’re pregnant!?McKenzie: *releasing Drew’s hand, buckling over in laughter at the look on Drew and Bee’s faces*  No, I’m not pregnant, but the look on both of your faces is priceless!Drew: *resting my hand over my heart* Jesus, woman.  You nearly gave me a heart attack there.  Don’t do that to man.McKenzie:  Sorry.  I couldn’t resist.  *leans over, pressing a kiss to Drew’s cheek*  Now, to actually answer Ms. Bee’s question.  The next book is titled The Truth Be Told and will be written in both mine and Drew’s points of view.  The release date hasn’t been set yet, but I know Jeanne wants it out by the beginning of next year at the latest.  The story will continue right where we left off, with us arriving in Boston.  I look forward to what’s about to happen.  Drew got to see where I grew up, now it’s my turn.  *turning to Drew* Is there anything you want to add, handsome?Drew:  I think you summed it up quite nice, beautiful.  *grins*  And just so you know I’m so going to get you back for giving a man a heart attack.  That was so not cool. *laughs*  McKenzie: *waves you off* Yeah, yeah.  You’re all talk. *winks*

Thanks for dropping my Drew and McKenzie. McKenzie: Thank you for having us.  It’s been pleasure chatting with you.  Andy was right; you’re an absolute sweetheart.Drew:  Baby, you know I’m always right.  *smirks as I get up then giving Bee a kiss on the cheek*  Thank you for having both of us today.  I hope we get to do this again.  You’re a doll.

Release Day-Puddle Jumping by Amber L. Johnson

We are so excited to be able to announce the arrival of the newest book by Amber L. Johnson, PUDDLE JUMPING.  It is available in both e-book and paperback. When it comes to love there’s no such thing as conventional.

Everyone thinks Colton Neely is special.

Lilly Evans just thinks he’s fascinating.

Once friends when they were younger, their bond is cut short due to her accident prone nature and they go their separate ways. Years later, they meet again and Lilly learns that there is something special about the boy she once knew, but she has no idea what it all means. And she’s not sure if she’s ready to find out.

When he walks through the corridor of her school the first day of her senior year, she knows that it’s time to get to know the real Colton Neely. The more she learns, the deeper she falls.

Their friendship grows into love, even as Colton does not express it in words. But one decision threatens to break down the world that Lilly has tried so hard to integrate into and she must figure out if the relationship can survive if they are apart.

Amber is a full  time mom, full time wife, is employed full time, and writes when she can. She believes  in Happily Ever Afters that occur every day – despite the obstacles that real life serves up on a regular basis. Or perhaps they’re sweeter simply because of them. She always has 2 rubber bands on her wrist, a song in her head, and too much creamer in her coffee cup that reads ‘Cocoa’ – because she’s a rebel. If she’s not at her desk, with her boys, or behind the computer, she’s supporting live music with her arms raised above her head and eyes closed, waiting for the drop.
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Hunger (TSS#2) is LIVE!

The Seductors Series Vol. 2Hunger by B.L. Wilde  Cover Design: Jo MatthewsGenre: Romance/Erotica/Suspense Expected Release Date: June 6, 2014

  Summary: When Jade walked out on Oliver six months ago, she left her heart behind. Little did she know her mission was far from over. Given a new mission—to secure a secret nuclear power core—she’s thrown back into his world and has to earn his trust once more. The only problem is that she’s competing directly with another Seductor that she despises, who has already been on the mission for two months.Oliver was devastated when he discovered Jade had left him, so he closed himself off to the world, focusing solely on his job. Everything is thrown into chaos when she resurfaces, working for an old friend of his. Will Jade be able to win Oliver back while fighting her jealously that another Seductor might steal the mission from her? Consumed with love, controlled by a hunger she has never known, can she protect her heart a second time around if Oliver takes her back? ***Contains mature content meant for 18+ years of age.***Excerpt: “I heard you were back.” I groaned internally as Mario spoke from behind me in the laundry room a little later. “Did Miss S put you on lockdown again?” he mocked.   “You’re not funny, Mario.” I didn’t even look up at him as I continued to fold my clothes.“I really thought I’d break you while you were cooped up in here. I was hoping you’d take your frustration out on me.” By the level of his voice, I could tell that he was right behind me. I turned around quickly, pushing his chest before he laid a finger on me.“How many times do I have to tell you, this isn’t a game? I’m not fucking interested!” I seethed, barging past him. Mario grabbed my waist, trying to pull me toward him.“Another few weeks and I would have had you. You wouldn’t be a Seductor if you weren’t addicted to sex like me. You’re only holding back because you don’t want to get attached. We’d be good together and you know it. I could give that sweet pussy of yours a real good beating if you just let go.” I lost it, slamming the heel of my shoe hard into his foot. Me get attached to Mario’s cock? I was wrong—this guy was hilarious.  “Oww…you fucking bitch!” he yelled, hopping around while clutching his injured foot. I didn’t even try to hide my snigger as I walked past him. You deserved that, Mario!I was still chuckling to myself when I bumped into Molly in the hallway.“Sonia is ready to see you now.” She had a worried look on her face.“What’s wrong?”“Alicia came to get you.”“She’s back? I thought she wasn’t due back for a progress report for another few weeks.” My mind was racing. Why the hell would Alicia come to get me? It didn’t make any sense; Sonia knew I hated her.“Sonia wanted her back early. I’m not sure things are going too well with the mission.” Molly followed me back to my room. “What if your theory is right and Alicia has been with Oliver these last few months?” I dumped my clean clothes on my bed, trying to compose myself. I was making Molly paranoid now, and that wasn’t good.    “Why would Oliver become a target again? It doesn’t make any sense. You and Georgie have been telling me that for months.”“I don’t know, but it all seems a little strange to me.”“You’re really not helping. You’re supposed to say that I’ve gone crazy. Do you know how ridiculous this all sounds?” I threw my arms up in the air in frustration.   “Go and see Miss S and finally put your mind at rest. Georgie and I know it’s been eating away at you. You need answers, Jade.”“I can’t hide anything from you two, can I?” I sighed, grabbing my phone. Molly was right—I couldn’t put it off any longer. I needed to find out what was going on.

Alicia was standing outside Sonia’s office, talking on her phone when I arrived.“No, really, it was me. I was clearly reading the signs wrong. I can’t apologize enough.” Alicia’s eyes gleamed with smugness when she caught sight of me entering Sonia’s office. What was all that about? “We’ll forget it ever happened. I shouldn’t have crossed my professional boundaries. I don’t want this to come between us…” I didn’t bother to listen to the rest of her conversation as my eyes caught Sonia.“Jade,” she said as she stood up from behind her desk. That was new. Sonia never stood up for anyone. “You can close the door.” I closed it with a puzzled look on my face. “Alicia doesn’t know I’m bringing you in on this mission yet.” It wasa mission! Thank God! No, wait…if Sonia was bringing me in, it could only mean one thing! Damn it! “The mission involves working with Alicia,” I groaned, taking a seat in front of her desk. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad this is a mission, but do I have to work with her? Can’t someone else do it?”“Jade, I’m afraid you’re our only hope. I’m about to go against everything I’ve ever done while running the Seductors, but I can’t see any other way around it. Alicia has been on this case for almost two months and has gotten nowhere.”“You want me to take over Alicia’s mission?” I frowned. Since when had Alicia had a problem seducing a man? Everything started to dawn on me then, and I clutched the arms of my chair tightly.“I need the two of you to work together. This steal…it’s asking a lot. We aren’t even sure if it exists.” Now Sonia was losing me. “If we secure what we’ve been hired to find, our clients are willing to pay over one hundred million dollars. Maybe even more. There is no real price for it.”  I was sure my mouth fell to the floor. One hundred million dollars? What the hell was the steal? “Jade, I’m asking a lot of you here, but I’ve hit a wall. If Alicia can’t work her magic, it can only mean one thing.” With bated breath, I was hanging on her every word. “He isn’t over you.”
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About B.L. Wilde:
B.L. Wilde is a British author obsessed with many things, including heated love stories. Supported fully by her husband, she can often be found at her desk working on her next project.Her journey into the world of erotica began when she started writing online stories over three years ago, and she hasn't looked back since.


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The Seductors Series Vol. 1Desire  
Summary:Jade has worked as a Seductor in a secret organization for five years now. Her main job? To earn the trust of her targets and secure the object or information her company was hired to steal—by any means necessary. She’s damn good at it, too. With five years left on her contract, she is handed an assignment that turns her world upside down. Oliver Kirkham is the attractive, young CEO of Kirkham Industries, a weapons manufacturing company, and is currently in possession of some very important blueprints—blueprints that could change the way war, as we know it, works. He’s extremely focused and doesn’t have time to date, at least until he comes to the rescue of a shy but very alluring Jade Gibbs. What happens when one night of passion turns into more? Will Jade allow her feelings for Oliver to get in the way of her mission? Or will she do what she was hired to do and secure the steal? ***Contains mature content meant for 18+ years of age.***
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