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May 29, 2015
Ruby Shadows by Evangeline Anderson (Erotic Paranormal Romance)
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Nothing is for free when it comes to demons…
An innocent witch who must journey through the seven circles of Hell
And the dark and dangerous demon who will guide her
Will Laish be able to keep Gwendolyn safe in the Infernal Realm
Or will the lose themselves among the Ruby Shadows?
Smexy Excerpt…
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She moaned softly and I felt a little of the tension leave her thighs as she opened wider to me.
“That’s right,” I murmured, placing a soft, open mouthed kiss just where her thigh met her body. “Open for me, Gwendolyn. Let yourself relax—I will never hurt you.”
“Laish…” she whispered and reached out to stroke my cheek as I started on her other thigh. I nuzzled against her hand, kissing her palm tenderly. Gods, she was so lovely—so delicate. I could think of no place in any realm I would rather be than here on my knees before her, servicing her with my tongue.
Finally, after kissing and licking her inner thighs for some time, I felt she was ready. She was shifting around on the couch impatiently and her pussy was so wet I could see the ripe berry of her clit clearly begging for attention. I knew how sensitive she was there—too sensitive for direct contact with something as crude and rough as a hand or finger. But lips and tongue are always softer—I thought she could bear my oral attentions to her more delicate areas quite well.
“I’m going to kiss you now, Gwendolyn—really kiss you,” I told her softly. “Look at me. Watch me kiss your sweet little clit.”
“Laish…” I loved the way she breathed my name…the way her eyes followed me as I leaned in again and laid a hot, open-mouthed kiss on her throbbing clit through the thin panties.
I prolonged the kiss as long as I could, not really licking—just pressing the flat of my tongue to her sensitive little nub.
Gwendolyn gasped and her eyes widened. I knew she was feeling the heat of my mouth, knew that every nerve in her body was alight as I kissed her so gently. And Gods, she tasted so damn good. Salty and sweet and completely feminine. How I longed to push the little scrap of fabric to one side and really lick her—to lap her sweet cunt until her honey flowed for me, until she moaned and gasped and called my name and came all over my face.
But slowly—I had to take things slowly, I reminded myself. I ended the kiss and drew back to look up at her.
“How does it feel, mon ange?” I murmured, catching her eyes.
“Good,” she admitted in a low voice. “Probably better than it should.”
“We are committing a sin,” I reminded her, trying not to laugh. “So I suppose that is a given.”
“I guess so.” She bit her lush lover lip. “When, uh, when do you think the barrier will break?”
“I think that in order to pay the tax I will need to kiss you much more deeply…without your panties in the way,” I told her candidly.
“More deeply?” Her breathing was shallower now and her eyes were wide and uncertain. “What do you mean?”
“I mean I need to put my tongue deep in your pussy and lick your naked, open cunt until your honey flows for me. Until you come,” I growled.
I watched her face to see how my words affected her. I knew that saying them—describing exactly what I wanted to do to her—made my shaft hard enough to fuck through solid stone. But I wanted to be certain I hadn’t gone too far—said more than she wanted to hear.
“Laish!” she protested again but to my intense pleasure I saw no lessening of her desire. In fact, her breathing became even faster—she was almost panting now—and her scent intensified. Oh yes, my little witch liked it when I talked dirty to her—liked it a lot.
“Will you let me, Gwendolyn?” I asked, stroking her inner thighs gently with my fingers. “Will you strip away these little panties and bare your pussy completely for me?”
“I…I shouldn’t want to,” she whispered.
“But you do.” I looked at her intently. “You want to open yourself and let me tease your clit with my tongue until you come all over my face.”
“Goddess, when you talk like that…” She shook her head, clearly unable to go on.
“I’m only telling you what I want to do, Gwendolyn,” I murmured. “Only describing exactly how I want to taste your sweet, ripe pussy.”
About the book: Ruby Shadows (Born to Darkness Book 3)
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Nothing is for free when it comes to demons…a fact that Gwendolyn LaRoux finds out the hard way when she summons Laish, a minor demon from the Shadow Lands to help her cook up a little black magic. Unfortunately black magic has a way of growing and soon Gwendolyn finds herself drowning in darkness. Still, she’s determined to clean up her own mess. But when a creature from the Abyss enters our world and threatens her beloved grandmother, Gwendolyn has to admit she needs help—which means summoning the infuriating Laish, even though she swore never to call on him again.
Answering Gwendolyn’s incantations in a moment of boredom was a mistake for a demon who keeps what little heart he has left under lock and key. Laish immediately fell for the Creole beauty with jade green eyes and creamy, café au lait skin and now he’s determined to have her—no matter what the cost. And thanks to Gwendolyn’s sticky dilemma, the price just went up.
When it turns out that the intrepid witch must travel through the Shadow Lands and close the door she left open to the Pit, she knows at once she can’t make the dangerous journey on her own. Of course Laish is more than willing to act as her escort and bodyguard…for a not-so-small fee. Gwendolyn doesn’t want to use her body as a bargaining chip but the lustful demon will accept no other form of currency. And since her grandmother’s life is at stake, she has no choice. Little by little she must give in to his demands.
As Gwendolyn and Laish travel further and further into the interior of Hell, will he be able to keep her safe? And will she be able to keep her innocence? Or with they lose themselves and each other among the… Ruby Shadows?
“Laish…” Her voice trembled and her eyes were uncertain.
“Take off your panties,” I ordered softly. I could have done it myself, could have slipped the little scrap of white lace off or simply torn it away with a single twist of my fist. But I wanted Gwendolyn to do it—wanted her to make a conscious decision to bare herself for me—to open herself completely.
May 21, 2015
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I Know What You Did Last Summer meets Pretty Little Liars in Avery Aster’s new novel Always & Forever, Vive.
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XO, Blake (The Undergrad Years) blurb and buying links
For fans of the dark comedy film Tie Me Up, Tie Me Down comes an erotic exploration in domination and submission where Ivy League students let their naughtiest desires run wild…
If you think my besties Lex, Taddy, and Vive have had some bad luck earlier this year, cut to me at Glamorama. Last thing I remembered was dancing with Diego and Miguel from my English class, when the room started… spinning. And not in a good way! We got sick. Think Regan in The Exorcist. Taddy was rushed to the hospital. Holding on for dear life, I was carried out by the boys and taken back to their dorm.
Now I’m waking up in Diego’s bed and Miguel keeps staring at me from across the room. I’ve wanted to get into these dudes’ pants since the first day of class. But Diego told me he likes to be tied up and—wait for it—spanked. WTF! The news on TV reports that last night we all got roofied. And Vive just texted me saying that someone is out to kill her. Could this semester get any more bizarre? -–Blake Morgan, college freshman, gay best friend, virgin
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Excerpts from XO, BLAKE (The Undergrad Years) by Avery Aster
PG-13 excerpt
The prolonged anticipation of having to wait all day to see Diego was almost unbearable. The mere thought of that man made me hard. My body craved him like Lex did her Yoo-hoo beverage. I hoped he felt the same way about me.
He had to. Right? That kiss and then the text where he stated he was thinking about me had made my heart melt.
I’d texted in advance letting him know when to expect me. And even though I had changed my clothes three times from casual to hip then back to casual, I was still a few minutes early. I was more excited than nervous to see him again.
Greeting me at the door, wearing sweat pants and a wife-beater, Diego put one of his muscular arms against the doorframe, revealing an armpit. A hot, sexy please-let-me-lick-it armpit at that.
Slowly, as if taking his time, he looked me over seductively, causing my stomach to flutter and my chest to expand.
Something intense, almost dirty, flared between us. I adjusted myself.
My senses reeled as if short-circuiting. I was totally entranced by his compelling personage. I didn’t know what to say. Realizing it was winter, I licked my lips a few times then asked, “Aren’t…‘ya cold in that?”
“Do I look like it?” he asked in confidence, a wide grin on his lips as if already knowing he was steaming lust and fire from every pore of his body. Even the mere sparkle in his eyes utterly turned me on.
Staring back at him with a longing I couldn’t hide any longer, I studied his lean, dark-skinned face before replying, “No. You look hot.” Once the admission released from my lips, I caught my breath in my throat, straightened my shoulders, and muttered, “You gonna let me in?”
“Sí,” he agreed and stepped back, letting me into the room. The sexy blue rope was on the nightstand.
Oh, boy.
The lights were dim.
Almost as if photographing his dick, my eyes went straight for his crotch. I wanted to remember the moment—Diego’s male beauty, his very presence with mine, the two of us alone—for forever. Under the sheer jersey cotton fabric, I could make out the shape of his thick, apparently hard, and somewhat c-shaped into a perfect upward curve of a penis.
Long and snake-like, the dude was hung as if there was a garden hose in his pants.
Swallowing the knot in my throat, I realized my own dick was swelling fast. Hard as a rock, there was an ache for release as I’d never experienced before.
I cleared my throat, pretending not to be affected by the mere thought of giving him a blow job. Good Lord, I wanted to drop to my knees and suck him like a baby calf to a mother’s milk.
As I adjusted myself again, for the umpteenth time, I felt dampness on the front of my pants.
Fuck. Pre-cum.
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Fuck. Pre-cum.
Utterly compelling, his magnetism was so potent I could get drunk just by looking at him. Clearly my body couldn’t control itself.
“And?” He came over and straddled my legs, curled himself into the curve of my body. Then his sexy mouth descended to meet mine, first slowly, drugging those lips until our tongues danced.
With a lightness in my chest, my lips burned in the aftermath of his kiss. Damn, he’s good. Gasping in delight, I reached for his hand and embraced the adrenaline rush of being with him. The stroke of his skin sent erotic jolts through every part of my body. There was a dreamy intimacy between us, as if everything was standing still. Except for my heart. That was beating at a zillion pulses a second.
Wet. His mouth covered mine hungrily as we tongued all over again.
Fuuuck. I curled my toes. A delightful shiver of wanting ran through me. I was going to cum in my pants. Any second now. Air, I need to breathe. Instinctively my hand came up to his chest, begging for a minute.
Filled with desire to know, my pulse quickened as I demanded, “Tell me why you have the rope…”
“I like to use it when I’m having sex.” His mouth grazed my earlobe.
Hearing that made my heart thump erratically. I bit down on my lower lip before asking, “Do you get tied up or do they?” When he didn’t give me an answer, I pressed my open lips to his and murmured, “Tell…me.”
“Usually, they do.” He kissed the sensitive spot of my neck. “I like the power it gives me, having someone helpless under my body. I’m in complete control of them.” A series of slow kisses all over my entire face ensued. It sent a shiver up and down my spine until he rested his lips against my scar, kissing it…twice.
“Does that hurt?” he asked.
Shaking my head, I replied, “The doctors told me I have nerve damage. Mostly, it just feels numb.” Self-conscious, my gaze fell on the floor.
“Hey, guapo…look at me.” He grabbed my chin, his brown eyes flickering with intent. “Let me see your smile.”
My face must’ve been bright red, because I felt embarrassed. I grinned back at him.
“There you go, guapo. You are a beautiful man.” His lips brushed my scar.
Drugged by his compliments, feeling a bit more self-confident, I muttered, “Thanks,” and kissed him back. We took our time getting to know every square inch of each other’s flesh. Curious to see what all that control would feel like, I confessed, “I want to tie you up.”
“Why?”
“The power.” My emotions skittered. “Lately, my life has been sorta slipping through my hands—”
“So…you tying me up will help balance you out?”
“Maybe.” My consciousness seemed to ebb and then the burning desire to fuck him took over, more than ever. “Have you ever been tied up before?”
“No. Like I said, usually I do all the tying.”
My lips curved down into a frown.
“But…”
“Yes?” My voice went up an octave.
“I’m willing to bottom for you, so I might as well let you tie me up.”
“Really?” My eyes blinked.
“Sí.”
“Good. Very good.”
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His muscular arms came wide. He peeled off his cotton tank, revealing his gorgeous chest. Perfectly sculpted. His nipples, like two blackberries, stared back at me, persuading to be tasted, sucked, and played with.
“Lick my pecs, guapo,” he panted, grabbing on to my face, pulling my lips onto his flesh. “They’re sensitive. My nips go straight to my dick. You touch them and I get hard. Sí.”
Such knowledge could be perilous. He struck a vibrant chord in me…
I stuck my tongue out a bit and licked, once, twice. My teeth caught on the edge of his right nipple as I gave it a slight tug. His tormented groan was a heady invitation to keep going. And so I grazed my tongue across his smooth chest and continued the licking, biting playfully on his other pec. His body shivered in my arms. I liked how vulnerable he was becoming. There was something alluring about the man, being so muscular and masculine, and yet willing to let me have my way with him.
I had no power over all the crazy shit going on in my life. But in Diego’s bed, I had a sense of control. I needed that. If only for one night. It felt new and different to me, and I intended to enjoy every minute.
He pulled my shirt up. Holding onto his shoulders, I stood. With a projected energy and power which attracted me to him, he yanked my pants and then my underwear down.
Being naked in front of him, I didn’t feel as vulnerable as I thought I would. If anything, my excitement only continued to climb.
And then he…stroked…my dick.
“Guapo, you like that?” he murmured, fisting his hands over my erection.
“Ah-huh,” I replied in a husky whisper.
Hard, my shaft thickened in his hands. The way he manhandled me felt hot, too. His palms were callus and rough but with my dick, he was almost gentle. He rubbed the bare skin, admiring the mushroom head of my penis.
Raw. Sensitive.
Staring up at me, his chest rose as he moaned, “I’m going to get your cock nice and wet. Then you’re going…to tie me up.”
“Start sucking, papi,” I said in a throaty voice and lost myself in his mouth. Getting more turned on by the second as he gave me oral pleasure, becoming sensitive to his every touch, my nipples tightened.
I didn’t know who I was or what the frick I was doing. It was as if I was having an out-of-body experience. I was no longer Blake Morgan III, Fairfield native, Avon Porter graduate, and Columbia University student.
No!
I was guapo, the raging dominant and soon-to-be top aficionado of all things ass.
Tugging at my balls, his head jerked back and forth. Getting into a rhythm, he rotated his attention from the tip of my dick to my shaft.
Waves of pleasure throbbed through me. The warmth of his hot flesh was amazing.
He reached for the rope from the nightstand and instructed in sweet agony, “Tie me up.” And spread out on his back.
Climbing on top of him, I placed his hands near the headrest. Taking his right hand in mine, I recalled my good ‘ol Boy Scout days of knots and wrapped the blue rope once, twice, around his wrist. Then I pulled his arm up a bit.
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May 1, 2015
Halfway Perfect
Five Facts About HALFWAY PERFECT
1) Co-author, Mark Perini, was the model who portrayed the main character on Julie Cross’ Tempest series books. He’s also been on many other YA covers https://www.goodreads.com/review/list...
2) In the book, main character, Alex books a big job modeling for Calvin Klein. CK is one of the few big designers/labels Mark hasn’t worked with (yet). Both authors are big CK fans
3) co-author, Julie Cross, started out writing Eve’s chapters, and Mark writing Alex’s, but plot elements and scenes required occasional swapping
4) Mark wrote parts of Halfway Perfect while in Milan, Italy for Fashion Week
5) Julie has never met a model in real life, not even Mark.
Top 5 Places to Spot a Model in NYC
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1 E 55th St
If you’re on the hunt for a model sighting look no further than Ralph Lauren’s Great Gatsby themed Polo Bar. We’re told there’s at least a one-month wait. This may be because it’s one of the hottest spots in town for Models & A-listers alike.
2) The Boom Boom Room at the Top of the Standard:
848 Washington St
If you’re looking to dance the night away in one of NYC’s most decadent and hard to get into clubs look no further than the Boom Boom Room. Come after Fashion Week and you’re almost guaranteed to rub elbows with fashion elite.
3) Sisley-Paris Boutique
343 Bleecker Street
Is a secret weapon for the top catwalkers who want glowing skin before major shows. Models no longer need to travel to Paris for Sisley’s award winning skin treatments.
4) Equinox
421 Hudson Street
If you’re going to be a successful model you’ve got to eat-sleep and dream of the gym. So it goes without saying that the best places to spot one is at a gymnasium. Equinox is grounded in the idea of high-performance living, empowering our members to be bold, be risk takers and push their limits, inside and outside of the club. Perfect future everest rock-climbing models of all shapes and sizes.
5) Books of Wonder
18 W 18th St
Want to guarantee you’ll run into a model? Head to Books of Wonder for the launch of event May 8th 6-8 PM international model Mark Perini will be signing copies of co-authored Halfway Perfect with Julie Cross.
Synopsis:
Bestselling author Julie Cross teams up with Ford model Mark Perini to pen a poignant and gritty YA novel about love and the dark side of modeling and the fashion industry.
Eve’s time as a fashion model nearly destroyed her-now she’s determined to build a career behind the camera lens. But landing a coveted photography internship brings her face to face with her dark past-and her ex.
While Eve is snapping pictures, up-and-coming male model Alex is launching his career-which, for him, involves maintaining a fake relationship with his (secretly) underage co-star, Elana.
But Alex is falling for Eve, and Eve won’t let herself get hurt again. If Alex can pull off a fake love with Elana, can he convince Eve to risk a secret affair with him?
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Side note: Julie Cross has another contemporary YA title (Whatever Life Throws at You) that is going on 0.99c sale starting tomorrow. Here is the link if anyone wanted to grab a copy and/or mention it with the blitz post: http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1622664043?ie=UTF8&tag=youaduboocen-20&linkCode=as2&camp=1789&creative=9325&creativeASIN=1622664043
AUTHOR BIO:
Julie Cross is the International Bestselling author of the Tempest series, a young adult science fiction trilogy which includes Tempest, Vortex, and the final installment, Timestorm (St. Martin’s Press). She’s also the author of Letters to Nowhere (8/13), a mature young adult romance set in the world of elite gymnastics, as well as several forthcoming young adult and new adult novels with publishers like Entangled, Sourcebooks, HarperCollins, and St. Martin’s Press/Thomas Dunne Books.
Julie lives in Central Illinois with her husband and three children. She’s a former gymnast, longtime gymnastics fan, coach, and former Gymnastics Program Director with the YMCA. She’s a lover of books, devouring several novels a week, especially in the young adult and new adult genres. Outside of her reading and writing credibility’s, Julie Cross is a committed–but not talented–long distance runner, creator of imaginary beach vacations, Midwest bipolar weather survivor, expired CPR certification card holder, as well as a ponytail and gym shoe addict. You can find her online via twitter, her personal website, email, facebook, Goodreads, or co-moderating the YAwriters section of reddit.
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Mark Perini began his career as an international fashion model ten years ago, while simultaneously obtaining a business degree from Seton Hall University. Turns out fashion’s hurry-up-and-wait mentality lends itself quite well to writing. Mark is now a New York City based author, and Halfway Perfect is his first young adult novel. He is also a featured author in the New Adult anthology, Fifty First Times.
When he’s not working, Mark’s traveling the world. He’s made a blood pact with friends to see all seven ancient wonders of the world before he’s thirty. Four down three to go.
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Sweet Talk, Sweet Dreams, Sweet Seduction w/ Special Foreword by Lee Child
Sweet Talk, Sweet Dreams, Sweet Seduction
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Publication date: May 1st 2015
Genres: Contemporary, Romance, Thriller
Synopsis:
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INTRO FOR BRENDA NOVAK
I’m a thriller writer, and a thriller reader, and hence a sucker for the classic thriller plot, where an ordinary man or an ordinary woman slowly becomes aware of a looming threat: someone or something is out there, close by, infinitely dangerous; or perhaps an intruder is already in the house, mocking, violating a sanctuary, or perhaps – really creepy – he’s been living in the attic for a couple of weeks already, camping out, undetected, silent, leaving odd nighttime disturbances … who moved that chair?
Or perhaps, for added anguish, it’s not the ordinary man or woman under threat: it’s his or her son or daughter, their child, their responsibility, the intended victim, a helpless target. What mother or father wouldn’t fight to the death? And they do … 400 pages later, an investigation has been conducted, the bad guy has been identified, close scrapes have been survived, and finally the family is sitting together on the bottom stair, stunned but finally safe, as the bad guy is put in the cop car and driven away. The end.
Diabetes starts like that. But it doesn’t finish like that.
It’s a mysterious malfunction. No one knows the cause. Researchers suspect an element of genetic susceptibility, and in those susceptible it’s possible the Coxsackie B4 virus kicks things off. Then a tiny balance among the human body’s billion moving parts goes slightly out of whack, and the beta cells in the islets of Langerhans (such an innocent name) inside the pancreas shut down and stop producing insulin, so the body can no longer deal with the kind of sugars we crave.
The intruder is now in the house.
Untreated, all kinds of complications will follow. Cardiovascular disease, and stroke, and damage to the eyes, kidneys, and nerves. And more. Including death. All in store, unbelievably, for the ordinary parent’s beautiful and vulnerable child. No one’s fault. Type 1 diabetes is unrelated to lifestyle. Most victims are thin or normal, healthy, well fed, well loved.
The fight back begins with maintenance. Sometimes diet is enough; more often, insulin must be provided. An endless round begins: testing and injecting, testing and injecting. Most sufferers do OK for a long time, but only OK. Quite apart from the social and organizational burdens of diet and injection, they can feel under the weather a lot of the time. But in thriller terms, we can at least get them barricaded in a safe house, at least temporarily, doors and windows locked, guns drawn, with the bad guy lurking outside in the yard.
But how do we get the bad guy in the cop car?
Research is the answer, but it’s fantastically expensive. All around the world, teams of biochemists are working hard, but they have to pay the rent. And eat. Their funding comes from governments and institutions and drug companies – but also from hundreds of thousands of concerned individuals. Many of them are parents of diabetic children, and it’s easy to see why. The primeval instinct that makes a mother or father fight to the death is a powerful one – perhaps the most powerful among our emotional inheritance. But in the case of diabetes it’s frustrated. There’s no identifiable antagonist, no role for a gun or a blade. There’s no bar fight to be had. If only it was that easy. I know of no parent who wouldn’t gladly smash a long-neck bottle and join the fray. But they can’t. Such parents have to channel their natural aggression into a long, patient, endless struggle for progress. They raise awareness and money any way they can.
This anthology is an example. It will help fund the search for a cure. All good. In fact better than good, because whatever else, there are some great authors and some great stories here to enjoy. So if you buy it, you’ll get some excellent entertainment – but also you might just get the chance to be that mysterious character on page 297 of our notional thriller, who contributes the tiny but vital clue that eventually leads to the big reveal on page 397. Your few cents could make the difference. You could be the one.
Lee Child
New York
2015
Blitz-wide giveaway…
Brenda Novak (Sweet Talk & Sweet Dreams)
– Brenda Novak Mini-Tote with Three Autographed Whiskey Creek Paperbacks
Melissa Foster (Sweet Talk)
– DESTINED FOR LOVE, Digital E-book
– HEARTS AT PLAY, Digital E-book
– TAKEN BY LOVE, Digital E-book
– FATED FOR LOVE, Digital E-book
Allison Brennan (Sweet Dreams)
– MURDER IN THE RIVER CITY, Digital E-book
Lauren Hawkeye (Sweet Seduction)
– All Three Parts of THE OTHER BROTHER, Digital E-book
Gina L. Maxwell (Sweet Talk)
– SEDUCING CINDERELLA, Digital E-book
– RULES OF ENTABLEMENT, Digital E-book
– FIGHTING FOR IRISH, Digital E-book
Violet Duke (Sweet Talk)
– LOVE, CHOCOLATE, AND BEER, Digital E-book
– LOVE, DIAMONDS, AND SPADES, Digital E-book
– LOVE, TUSSLES, AND TAKEDOWNS, Digital E-book
– LOVE, EXES, AND OHS, Digital E-book
Nancy Naigle (Sweet Talk)
– SWEET TEA & SECRETS, Autographed Paperback
– WEDDING CAKE AND BIG MISTAKES, Autographed Paperback
– OUT OF FOCUS, Autographed Paperback
CJ Lyons (Sweet Dreams)
– SNAKE SKIN, Digital E-book
Tiffany Snow (Sweet Dreams)
– SHADOW OF A DOUBT, Digital E-book
Steena Holmes (Sweet Talk)
– THE MEMORY CHILD, Digital E-book
Liliana Hart (Sweet Dreams)
– DOWN AND DIRTY, Digital E-book
Nina Lane (Sweet Seduction)
– All Three Novels in the SPIRAL OF BLISS series, Digital E-book
– BREAK THE SKY, Digital E-book
Molly O’Keefe (Sweet Talk)
– BETWEEN THE SHEETS, Digital E-book
Rosalind James (Sweet Talk)
– JUST FOR NOW, Digital E-book
Cynthia Eden (Sweet Dreams)
– BROKEN, Digital E-book
