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The Blow Hole Boys Box Set is LIVE!!

THE BLOW HOLE BOX SET In preparation for the FINAL Blow Hole book, Having Hope, I've released another BLOW HOLE BOX SET, which has all 4 of the already released books together for just $1.99!! This is for a limited time. The release date for Having Hope has not been set officially, but I will tell you that CHET is coming this summer. Until then, get your fix of Zeke, Finn, and Tiny all over again or for the first time. I hope you love my boys as much as I do.  AMAZONAMAZON UK   

IT'S LIVE!!!!!

The Procedure is LIVE!   The doctor will see you now... Buy links below!

SAMANTHA ALDRIDGE

I went to his office expecting to change myself. I wanted to be someone else—look like the girls my husband was spending his nights with, but I got a different kind of procedure… one that left me wanting things I shouldn’t and seeing myself in a new light. Now everything I thought I wanted doesn’t matter anymore, and Dr. Roman is all I can think about.

ROMAN BLAKE

As a professional, I should know my limits, but Samantha Aldridge pushes me in a way I’ve never known. The need to be near her is strong, the desire to touch her inflames me, but the respect that lies within continuously wins. She came into my office wanting me to change her, but instead she changed me.   Get your copy of The Procedure today!Share the buy links on Facebook, Twitter, or Tsu and tag me for a chance to win a signed copy of The Procedure!
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NEWS!!!!!

FIRST OF ALL...

I want to apologize for constantly pushing release dates. I won't make excuses, but blame my body. It rebelled against me in the last year and THANKFULLY I'm finally getting back on track. That being said, things WILL definitely be releasing this year. So many of you are waiting for Hot and Heavy, Having Hope, and Wicked Hope. Just know they ARE COMING! YAY! Finally! :)

BUT... before I release those, I have something else to hold y'all over. Everyone meet Dr. Roman Blake! He's coming JANUARY 27th. Get excited!



SAMANTHA ALDRIDGE I went to his office expecting to change myself. I wanted to be someone else—look like the girls my husband was spending his nights with, but I got a different kind of procedure… one that left me wanting things I shouldn’t and seeing myself in a new light. Now everything I thought I wanted doesn’t matter anymore, and Dr. Roman is all I can think about.  ROMAN BLAKE
As a professional, I should know my limits, but Samantha Aldridge pushes me in a way I’ve never known. The need to be near her is strong, the desire to touch her inflames me, but the respect that lies within continuously wins. She came into my office wanting me to change her, but instead she changed me. 

NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER!

I'm happy to report that my newest release, Little Black Book, made #21 on New York Times bestsellers list. This is so exciting! I want to thank everyone who got their copy of Little Black Book. I have the best readers and friends and girl could ask for. <3
     

Sebastian Says 1-click!

LITTLE BLACK BOOK IS LIVE!  Get your copy today. 

My name’s Sebastian Black, and I want to buy you. I could have any woman I want, but I choose you.
NO RELATIONSHIP, JUST SEX.

Here’s my offer…
I’ll put your name in my LITTLE BLACK BOOK, and when I want you, I’ll call you. When I call, you’re going to come, in more ways than one. It will be mutually pleasurable for both of us.

There are only two rules:
DON'T EVER DENY ME.
DON'T FALL IN LOVE.

If you do either, I’ll remove you from my book and payment stops.

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A BOX SET FULL OF F*CK Get the first three Blow Hole books (ALL STANDALONES) AND a tiny taste of Little Black Book, Tabatha's newest release coming June 30th. Indulge in a box sex full of filthy-mouthed alpha males that know how to rock you all night long for only $.99! GET YOUR COPY TODAY! AMAZON BN.COM   PLAYING PATIENCE Book 1 and a USA TODAY BESTSELLER.
All you need is a little Patience...
Life’s been hard for Zeke. Being a punching bag for his alcoholic father has turned him into stone. Not even the dodgy trailer park he lives in can scare him. Fighting is his release and sex, drugs, and his guitar bring him peace, but deep down Zeke isn’t quite as hard as he makes himself out to be. When he meets Patience, she finds all his broken pieces and puts him back together, but she’s a ray of light in his shadowed life and the last thing he wants to do is bring her into his dark world. Playing careless is easy, playing the bad guy can be fun, but playing Patience is impossible, especially when she can see right through him.

Zeke isn’t the only one who’s broken, and for the first time, in a long time, Patience feels alive. Her black and white world gets a shot of color when she meets Zeke. He’s unlike anyone she’s ever met with his tattoos, piercings, and blunt honesty. She wants nothing more than to let go and ride the wild side with him, but some wounds never heal and the broken pieces of Patience aren’t so easy to find.
 PERFECTING PATIENCE Book 1.5 and the follow up book for Playing Patience.   Sometimes happy endings are just the beginning of an even harder road.
Although her aunt and sister believe she should get help to deal with her past demons, Patience believes the only thing she needs is Zeke. When he comes back into her world, her life couldn’t be more perfect. Except old demons pick the worst time to surface, and once again their happiness is threatened. Help was never a necessity, but Patience finds out that love isn’t always all you need.

Zeke’s dealt with a lot in his life, but nothing could prepare him for watching the person he loves fall apart. Patience is different, she’s not the girl he came to love. He's willing to do whatever it takes to get her back, but a budding music career and his own demons seem to keep getting in the way. How can you help someone else when you can barely help yourself? Once again Zeke is faced with deciding between his future and the future of Patience. FINDING FAITH Book 3
A little FAITH can get you through…

One night. That’s all Finn had with the only girl he ever loved. Years later, all he has left of that night is a silver cross, a broken give a damn, and the unrelenting desire to drink her memory away. As the lead singer of Blow Hole, Finn has his pick of women, but none are able to squash the need he still carries around for Faith. To hate her offers some relief, but when Finn sees her again after so many years, it’s hard to despise her. Especially when every reason he had to hate her, turn out to be lies.

As the daughter of a strict Baptist preacher, Faith Warren lived sheltered from all things sinful. When she met Jimmy Finn, the epitome of all seven deadly sins, she found out exactly what she was missing. After being forced to choose between her soul and the only person in the world who made her feel alive, Faith walked away from Finn and dove head first into her father’s preferred life. But now Finn’s back and he’s getting payback by wreaking havoc on her emotions. Except sometimes bad things feel good, and Faith has to decide once again if she wants to stay in her gilded cage or fly free with the dark angel of lust himself.  
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CONVINCING CONSTANCE RELEASE DAY BLITZ!

 THE PANTY SOAKING NEXT INSTALLMENT OF THE BLOW HOLE BOYS SERIES! CONVINCING CONSTANCE ~* This is a standalone novel*~
As the only survivor of a tragic accident, Tony Russell, aka Tiny, is mentally and physically scarred for life. Years later, he finds himself addicted to the gym and prescription drugs. Relationships and sex are the furthest thing from his mind, but when a replacement guitarist steps in for his band Blow Hole, Tony can’t help his physical reaction to her. She’s a spicy rocker with pink highlights and a scorching attitude, and she’s exactly what he needs…regardless of how badly he refuses to believe it.

Constance McClaire knows all about addiction. After growing up with a junky for a mother, she refuses to have anything to do with that life…until she meets the brooding, giant bass player for Blow Hole. He doesn’t take her shit, has sexy tattoos, and very large hands—but he’s clearly an addict and desperately needs help. Getting close to Tony without allowing herself to become emotionally attached is harder than she thought it would be. Addiction is addiction, no matter what it is swimming in your veins, and Constance finds it's Tony she can’t get enough of.


                                                                 
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Convincing Constance Sneak Peek

Convincing Constance Sneak Peek   Available April 25th  Constance Turned out Gary Steele from Music Line did have a job for me. I almost lost my shit when he said Blow Hole was looking for a replacement guitarist to finish their tour with them. Fucking Blow Hole! As in some of my favorite music to play. I knew the chords to their songs better than any other band. I liked their sound and I’d always been able to pick up their pace right away. I could hardly believe my luck. So when he told me they wanted me to come to their condo in Los Angeles to audition, I was all over that shit. I called Shay to bring me some gas money, told her why I needed it, listened to her scream on the other line, and then I drove entirely too fast to the address Gary gave me. I pulled up around the corner and changed my clothes in the backseat of my car before going inside the massive building the boys lived in. When I finally made it to the top floor, I stood in front of the door and convinced myself that ringing the doorbell was the best thing I could do no matter how badly my nerves were jumping around. I’d never auditioned before since I’d never played for any other reason than I loved it, and I couldn’t lie. I was scared. When I finally worked up the nerve, I reached out and rang the doorbell. I stood there waiting for someone to answer the door, but no one came. I rang the bell once more, and the door opened quickly. “Can I help you?” It was Finn, the lead singer. Everyone who loved music knew who Finn was. His voice was soulful. When he sang, he put so much emotion behind it you could almost believe he was living his lyrics. He was raspy and deep, and I’d be lying if I said he wasn’t attractive.He was taller in person, and honestly, I expected more muscles, but that didn’t take away from his eyes or those lips that girls seemed to get wet over. He leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed. A black shirt with cut-off sleeves covered his chest yet revealed his tatted arms, and a pair of drawstring sweats hung from his hips with loose ties that brought my eyes to his crotch. Quickly, I looked back up at him and my cheeks turned red when his expression told me he’d caught me looking. Turning away, I adjusted my guitar case and shook the thoughts from my head. I wasn’t one to get star struck… ever, but Finn was the real deal. Looking back up at him, the question in his eyes told me I needed to speak or he was going to close the door in my face.“I’m here for the audition.” My voice cracked and I wanted to slap myself. I needed to snap out of it. I adjusted the guitar strap on my shoulder to show him I wasn’t messing around.“You’re kidding, right?” His right brow popped up in challenge.I didn’t have time for the whole females can’t play bullshit I knew was coming. So I went in for the kill.“Do I look like I’m kidding? Is the word jokester tattooed across my forehead? Yes, I’m a chick. I have tits and a clit, but I have bigger balls than any man you know, and I can play the fuck out of a guitar. Now are you going to keep wasting my time, or are you going to invite me in to play?”His mouth popped open in a wide, shocked smile. Then he chuckled to himself and stepped aside. “Then by all means, come in.” The space was sleek and clean considering it was the home of a bunch of rockers. Abstract red-and-black paintings of different instruments covered white walls, and the place smelled like pot and beer. The place was huge. I followed behind Finn through three sets of doors until we were in a sitting room, and then I set my guitar case on the counter that split the living room from the kitchen. A white, leather sectional filled the room. Eyes stared back at me as I entered behind Finn and instantly I recognized the drummer, Chet, and the bass player, Tiny. Finn left the room, leaving me in a silent uncomfortable moment. Taking a seat on the edge of the couch, I kept my bitch face on. Chet grinned at me from across the room and nodded at me as he licked his lips. His tongue piercing clicked against his teeth. He was the colorful one of the group. Tattoos and piercings everywhere. I did, however, seriously dig his fauxhawk.I’d been looking at him too long, and he was enjoying the attention. He was definitely the playboy of the group. I’d heard the rumors about him and how he stuck his cock in anything wet. I rolled my eyes and turned my head, and then my eyes connected with the bass player’s. Tiny’s name was a joke considering there was nothing small about the man. He was huge. His thick tattooed arms were crossed. A look of absolutely no tolerance was plastered on his face. Quiet and mysterious was his game. Every band had one, and I usually dealt best with them, but something about the way he looked at me made me feel nervous. His dark-brown hair was buzzed short and faded into a set a sideburns that melted into his light mustache and goatee. My eyes shifted to his lips and again, I wanted to slap myself. It was unlike me to even notice the things I’d noticed since I stepped into the den of sin, also known as the home of Blow Hole, and I wasn’t about to let the disgusting pheromones that lingered in the air get to me. Tiny’s dark, angry eyes dug into mine and I suddenly felt exposed. I sat up and ran my fingers through my hair to make sure I had no strays poking out, and then I turned away from him. Even without looking at him, I could feel his gaze in the side of my face. I didn’t like it. Just when I was close to telling him off, Finn came back into the room and crashed onto the couch. Behind him, Zeke, the lead guitarist, came limping in. A cast covered his picking hand and instantly I felt for him. I couldn’t imagine what it would be like to not be able to play. He looked at me in confusion as he sat down. As far as I was concerned, Zeke was one of the best guitarists I’d ever heard. His technique was unusual, but the sounds that came from his strings were amazing. I’d practiced his sound since the first time I’d heard them play on the radio. I’d once see them from afar in concert at a bar in Los Angeles, but the boys were playing bigger venues these days. “So where’s the replacement guitarist? Zeke asked in aggravation. The room filled with laughter like I was a joke, and it pissed me off. I stood and crossed my arms to show them I wasn’t dicking around. “That would be me,” I said sternly. Zeke looked me up and down without a drop of sexual awareness in his gaze, and I appreciated the fact that he was simply sizing me up, not checking me out. It probably had something to do with the petite blond that had followed him into the room.“Is that so?” he asked.He was acting cocky, and honestly, he had every right to be. “Yep. Want me to play or what?” I asked. Everything depended on this job and while I knew some would call me stupid for being such a bitch, I knew the boys would appreciate it. I’d been a part of their world before. I knew all about the girls that chased rockers around with their legs open. I was sure it was refreshing to have a woman in their presence who didn’t drool all over them. I’d definitely checked them out, but I wasn’t the drooling type. Not to mention, I knew band boys weren’t for me—at all.Zeke looked around the room at the rest of the guys. “Is this some kind of joke?” he asked.Again, the boys burst out in laughter, which did nothing but make me madder. “It’s not a fucking joke. Quit being a chauvinistic asshole. Either you want me to fucking play or not. Say something and quit wasting my goddamn time,” I snapped. His stern expression cracked into an appreciative smile. “Then play,” he said with a careless shrug. Stepping over to my guitar case, I flipped it open and pulled out my baby. It was a candy apple-red Les Paul from my dad. I barely played it, but I thought of this audition as a special occasion. The boys of Blow Hole didn’t need to see my normal guitar. I strapped it on, took a deep breath, and began to play. My fingers dug into the strings and I closed my eyes and let go of everything. Rips and grinds filled the condo, bouncing off the walls and shaking the windows. I mimicked Zeke’s playing perfectly. I even ripped through his unique chords that other guitarist seemed to have a hard time with. I played an entire song and no one stopped me. When I was done, I unhooked my strap and set my guitar back in its case. The room around me was silent, and when I looked up, looks of shock stared back at me. The only girl in the room, the tiny blonde with ice-blue eyes, began to clap. “That was amazing!” she said with a smile. I nodded at her compliment and turned my attention back to Zeke. He stared at me with angry eyes. That was his thing. I don’t think I’d ever seen a real smile from him ever. “What did you say your name was again?” he asked. “I didn’t. No one bothered to ask. My name’s Constance,” I responded. He looked around the room and then back at me. The side of his mouth lifted in an almost grin. “Well, Constance, welcome to Blow Hole.”  ***There are going to be two Rafflecopter giveaways, one for US only, and one for International. The links will be in the comments. The US only Rafflecopter will be also listed in the giveaways on the page. The giveaways will run from Friday, April 25, 2014, 12AM until Monday, April 28, 2014, 12AM EST

 
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The Wrath of Sin's Sexy New Look

THE WRATH OF SIN Wrath is everywhere, even in the deepest recesses of the innocent. It alters the souls of the desperate and depressed. Changing you, consuming you until all that's left is the sick desire to destroy everything in your path.

SIN

I'm not a murderer, but hate will make you do crazy things. I hate the man who stole my life from me, and it's only fair that I steal something precious from him. But revenge is bittersweet when passion overpowers your reason, and the girl that’s precious to him becomes the voice of reason for me. Pushing me to feel human again, she threatens to change everything.

She calls me Sin, and she will feel my WRATH.

EMILY

Excitement, passion, desire – those were all foreign to me. I needed something more in my life, but when I meet him, I get more than I bargained for. I’m sickened with desire for my keeper. He’s a mystery, an enigma, but he’s hurting. I want to be the one to save him, but I have to save myself first.

I call him Sin, and he’s the epitome of LUST.   Available onAmazonBN.comiTunesKoboSonySmashwords