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November 6, 2017
@evernightpub @ElodieParkes Blond E.D.Parr Guest Blogger
MM Romantic erotica, shifter gay romanceBlondE.D.ParrWhat would you think if the guy you were dating raced off every night before midnight and would never say why? Would you succumb to the urge to follow him one night?Liam Hale can’t believe his luck when he meets the man of his dreams, Karl Oberon.Hunky Karl is the sexiest man Liam has ever met, but his mysterious disappearances start to tease. Gorgeous Liam is the only man Karl has ever loved. Together they spark and sizzle with passion, but Karl doesn’t know how to tell Liam why he races away. Maybe keeping Liam’s mind off the question with mind-blowing erotic encounters will work.
Warning this book containsMM sex, MM anal sex in various positions, MM oral sex, MM sex in restrooms of gay bar, MM partner masturbation and anal play
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Karl rested his face on Liam’s. He whispered on Liam’s mouth. “You’re hot as hell. I’m fuckin’ desperate to feel your hard cock in my hand.” Then he kissed Liam.
The passion that traveled over Liam as Karl’s lips merged with his in a slow, soft, lingering kiss, weakened his thighs. The skin between his legs under his balls throbbed. His cock jerked in his pants. He returned the kiss grabbing Karl’s head and thrusting his cock in upward strokes on the hard column in Karl’s pants. He kissed Karl until every fiber of his being screamed to come. He murmured between kisses. “The restroom here is a good place for desperados.”
Karl smiled against his mouth. “I was hoping you’d say that.” He crushed Liam close in a final hug as the song ended and then he broke away.
Liam followed Karl across the dance floor and through the door that led to a short corridor and the restrooms. These weren’t like the toilets in some gay bars that Liam disliked for their barren and sometimes grubby surrounds. The restrooms in this bar were sparkling clean and spacious. Two of the stalls at the end of the row had benches and wash basins. Liam had laughed at them when he’d first seen them, but now he walked past Karl and showed him into one.
Karl flicked the catch along on the door lock. He pushed Liam against the wall with one hand, and as his tongue forced Liam’s lips open, with the other hand he dragged Liam’s jeans zipper down.
Liam moaned, overwhelmed with the need to feel Karl’s hands on his cock. He grabbed his jeans to help, and jerked them down his ass to his thighs as he sucked Karl’s tongue into his mouth. His cock sprang free, but not for long.
Karl grasped the shaft. He drew way from Liam’s lips and gazed into his eyes. “You’re leaking. You look ready to be fucked. Do you want that? To be fucked? To have my hard dick ram into your ass until your cum spurts up your chest?”
Liam’s entire body went into meltdown. His cock throbbed and his balls lifted so tight he instinctively reached his hand down to stroke them. His fingers met Karl’s wrapped around his dick. Liam’s stomach tightened inwards and he groaned. “I need to come so bad I’m about to fall down.”
Karl knelt and pushed his fingers between Liam’s legs. He stroked Liam’s balls with his thumb and clamped his other hand around Liam’s cock tight. The helmet head poked out of his fist and Karl lapped at the slit then circled his tongue around and around until Liam was gasping and thrusting.Karl pumped Liam’s dick fast and hard. He teased at Liam’s ass with his fingertips and his palm cradled Liam’s aching balls.
Liam orgasmed with such intensity he grabbed Karl’s shoulders bending his head, and groaned open mouthed against the white linen shirt Karl wore. He thrust up into Karl’s fist and only stopped as the waves of delicious pleasure waned and left him drowning in satisfaction and gratitude.
Karl pushed Liam’s shirt up with strong hands and licked up his stomach.
The trail of exquisite sensation he left made Liam wince and sigh. He grasped Karl’s head, his fingers slipping through Karl’s soft, abundant hair, trying to bring Karl’s face to his for a kiss. “Kiss me, please…”
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November 5, 2017
@evernightpub @CaraVescio RUSH BY C.E.VESCIO
Today I'm featuring RUSH BY C.E.VESCIO on my blog.
BLURBAs the prima ballerina for a prominent San Francisco ballet company, Scarlet Rush is used to being on her toes- but after a failed kidnapping attempt, even her nimble feet aren’t enough to keep her out of reach of her rivals. Begrudgingly, she’s forced into the protective services of Alex Strong, a former private military contractor turned bodyguard. Scarlet isn’t thrilled to have Alex follow her every move, but as hidden dangers rise, she has no choice but to trust him.
Soon, Scarlet and Alex find themselves passionate partners in a dance all their own. Alex is captivated by Scarlet and knows he must protect her at all costs despite the pain of past demons still haunting him.
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RUSH EXCERPT
Alex kept his gaze intently locked on her, watching the fluid movement of her silent twirls. He heard the soft thumps of her shoes and the sharp intake of her breathing as she glided over the dance floor. When she danced into the light, her expression held a soft sadness, and he could tell she was immersed in a secret world where no one could touch her.From the point of her toes to the tips of her fingers, her grace held him captive, and he had to remind himself to blink. He understood now why Edward had chosen her. She commanded eyes to watch her with just her presence.Scarlet danced around, holding her hands out to nothing, as if pleading to an invisible partner. Her leg rose in a controlled lift, and she extended her reach out. When her leg descended, she executed a turn, overstepped, and stumbled.“Shit,” she muttered. She stopped and bent down to grab a towel on her bag. She wiped her forehead, then let her head lean back to stretch her neck.Alex took another few steps into the room. “Is your back feeling better?”Scarlet jumped, her hand flying to her mouth. She squinted at Alex, and recognition registered on her face. Scarlet smiled, putting the towel down to grab a water bottle.“Yeah,” she said, taking a quick drink. “This is just a duo dance and it’s a little difficult when I don’t have my partner around, but he has a social life.”Alex nodded. “So, even if you weren’t under curfew, you’d be here?”“I like it here,” Scarlet said. “My grandmother always said dancing is the closest thing to magic.” She looked around and shrugged. “Guess I just get lost in my world. You don’t mind, do you? I won’t be much longer.”“It’s fine,” Alex said. “I like watching you dance. It’s calming, even without music.”Scarlet kept her eyes on him for a moment before she tilted her head in question. “Hey, do you want to do me a favor?”Alex blinked. “Uh, depends.”She chuckled, throwing the water bottle down. “I just need you to stand here as a base. I need to nail this sequence and the fouetté. Grab under my leg when I raise it to you. Then lift me from a floor position to mid, which is where your chin is, and right back down. I’ll guide you.”Alex had no idea what she said, but he doubted it would be that complicated. He shrugged. “Okay.”“Thanks.” She pointed at the floor. “Just stand here.”Alex unbuttoned his blazer, removing it and his gun. He placed them on a chair against the wall and moved to the middle of the floor as directed.Scarlet took a deep breath and her face relaxed. She fell into the same zone Alex had observed earlier, where it seemed nothing existed to her but dance. She stepped up to him, brushing her hand from his shoulder down to his palm. She grabbed hold and leaned in, kicking up behind her. He closed his eyes briefly as her movement made his pulse quicken. Scarlet moved around him like an ethereal creature, her agile and controlled movements softly brushing against him. She ran her hands over his shoulders and his chest. He could hear her short breaths as her arms and legs executed their perfect action. He tensed up, attempting to push out the not-so professional thoughts that were slowly invading his mind.Breathe, he commanded himself.She stretched her body away from him, balancing perfectly on the tip of one foot, then turned back into him. Her back pressed into his chest and she brought her hands up toward his head, not quite brushing his face. He looked to the mirror across the room, studying the lines of her body.He held his breath in again, as if it would help him feel less.Scarlet spun around him one more time, ending in a series of turns before dropping down to his leg, and pushing away from him as if frightened.He looked down at her in worry, but without missing a beat, she stretched away from him, arching her back.Scarlet reached up a graceful hand to him. “Now pull me up to you.”He took her hand, and pulled too hard. His strength lifted her easily off the floor and into his arms, which automatically closed around her as she collided with his chest.She stopped and looked up at him in surprise. Both of their breathing elevated, despite Alex not having moved a muscle. He swallowed again and parted his lips, wanting to say something, but not knowing what.Scarlet lifted her chin a little. Alex stared at her lips. The seemed to inch closer, full and waiting. He wanted to let the heated captivation of her dance push him over that edge, and the heavy tension of their embrace dared him to make that move. The sudden rush of desire surprised him.
ABOUT THE AUTHORC. E. Vescio is a jack of all trades- and mastered at least one. Her first novel, Elegantly Wasted , touched on the demented and humorous side of a delightfully dysfunctional family. She’s a fan of writing and reading science fiction, urban fantasy, romantic suspense and contemporary fiction.C. E. is a Navy vet, professional photographer, web designer, gamer, cosplayer, and a sporadic burlesque performer. She’s from Phoenix, but lives in Las Vegas with her husband, John and three mutts. They’re expecting their first child in January of 2018.She’s passionate about typography, Shakespeare, theology, the music of Paul Simon, and Loki as portrayed by Tom Hiddleston.
FOLLOW C. E. VESCIO:
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Thanks for stopping by, C.E. :)
BLURBAs the prima ballerina for a prominent San Francisco ballet company, Scarlet Rush is used to being on her toes- but after a failed kidnapping attempt, even her nimble feet aren’t enough to keep her out of reach of her rivals. Begrudgingly, she’s forced into the protective services of Alex Strong, a former private military contractor turned bodyguard. Scarlet isn’t thrilled to have Alex follow her every move, but as hidden dangers rise, she has no choice but to trust him.
Soon, Scarlet and Alex find themselves passionate partners in a dance all their own. Alex is captivated by Scarlet and knows he must protect her at all costs despite the pain of past demons still haunting him.
BUY LINKS:Amazon // Evernight // Barnes & Noble // Book Strand // Smashwords
GOODREADSRUSH SPOTIFY PLAYLIST
RUSH EXCERPT
Alex kept his gaze intently locked on her, watching the fluid movement of her silent twirls. He heard the soft thumps of her shoes and the sharp intake of her breathing as she glided over the dance floor. When she danced into the light, her expression held a soft sadness, and he could tell she was immersed in a secret world where no one could touch her.From the point of her toes to the tips of her fingers, her grace held him captive, and he had to remind himself to blink. He understood now why Edward had chosen her. She commanded eyes to watch her with just her presence.Scarlet danced around, holding her hands out to nothing, as if pleading to an invisible partner. Her leg rose in a controlled lift, and she extended her reach out. When her leg descended, she executed a turn, overstepped, and stumbled.“Shit,” she muttered. She stopped and bent down to grab a towel on her bag. She wiped her forehead, then let her head lean back to stretch her neck.Alex took another few steps into the room. “Is your back feeling better?”Scarlet jumped, her hand flying to her mouth. She squinted at Alex, and recognition registered on her face. Scarlet smiled, putting the towel down to grab a water bottle.“Yeah,” she said, taking a quick drink. “This is just a duo dance and it’s a little difficult when I don’t have my partner around, but he has a social life.”Alex nodded. “So, even if you weren’t under curfew, you’d be here?”“I like it here,” Scarlet said. “My grandmother always said dancing is the closest thing to magic.” She looked around and shrugged. “Guess I just get lost in my world. You don’t mind, do you? I won’t be much longer.”“It’s fine,” Alex said. “I like watching you dance. It’s calming, even without music.”Scarlet kept her eyes on him for a moment before she tilted her head in question. “Hey, do you want to do me a favor?”Alex blinked. “Uh, depends.”She chuckled, throwing the water bottle down. “I just need you to stand here as a base. I need to nail this sequence and the fouetté. Grab under my leg when I raise it to you. Then lift me from a floor position to mid, which is where your chin is, and right back down. I’ll guide you.”Alex had no idea what she said, but he doubted it would be that complicated. He shrugged. “Okay.”“Thanks.” She pointed at the floor. “Just stand here.”Alex unbuttoned his blazer, removing it and his gun. He placed them on a chair against the wall and moved to the middle of the floor as directed.Scarlet took a deep breath and her face relaxed. She fell into the same zone Alex had observed earlier, where it seemed nothing existed to her but dance. She stepped up to him, brushing her hand from his shoulder down to his palm. She grabbed hold and leaned in, kicking up behind her. He closed his eyes briefly as her movement made his pulse quicken. Scarlet moved around him like an ethereal creature, her agile and controlled movements softly brushing against him. She ran her hands over his shoulders and his chest. He could hear her short breaths as her arms and legs executed their perfect action. He tensed up, attempting to push out the not-so professional thoughts that were slowly invading his mind.Breathe, he commanded himself.She stretched her body away from him, balancing perfectly on the tip of one foot, then turned back into him. Her back pressed into his chest and she brought her hands up toward his head, not quite brushing his face. He looked to the mirror across the room, studying the lines of her body.He held his breath in again, as if it would help him feel less.Scarlet spun around him one more time, ending in a series of turns before dropping down to his leg, and pushing away from him as if frightened.He looked down at her in worry, but without missing a beat, she stretched away from him, arching her back.Scarlet reached up a graceful hand to him. “Now pull me up to you.”He took her hand, and pulled too hard. His strength lifted her easily off the floor and into his arms, which automatically closed around her as she collided with his chest.She stopped and looked up at him in surprise. Both of their breathing elevated, despite Alex not having moved a muscle. He swallowed again and parted his lips, wanting to say something, but not knowing what.Scarlet lifted her chin a little. Alex stared at her lips. The seemed to inch closer, full and waiting. He wanted to let the heated captivation of her dance push him over that edge, and the heavy tension of their embrace dared him to make that move. The sudden rush of desire surprised him.
ABOUT THE AUTHORC. E. Vescio is a jack of all trades- and mastered at least one. Her first novel, Elegantly Wasted , touched on the demented and humorous side of a delightfully dysfunctional family. She’s a fan of writing and reading science fiction, urban fantasy, romantic suspense and contemporary fiction.C. E. is a Navy vet, professional photographer, web designer, gamer, cosplayer, and a sporadic burlesque performer. She’s from Phoenix, but lives in Las Vegas with her husband, John and three mutts. They’re expecting their first child in January of 2018.She’s passionate about typography, Shakespeare, theology, the music of Paul Simon, and Loki as portrayed by Tom Hiddleston.
FOLLOW C. E. VESCIO:
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Thanks for stopping by, C.E. :)
October 30, 2017
@evernightpub @RavennaTate Guest Blogger Ravenna Tate with MASTEMA'S OBSESSION.
Ravenna Tate stops by my blog today to talk about her newest release, MASTEMA'S OBSESSION.
MASTEMA'S OBSESSION Demons On Wheels MC 3 ***Click HERE to purchasedirectly from Evernight Publishing*** BLURB
Kayla Romanowski is having trouble adjusting to life as a dancer in Scotty’s Place, the posh strip club that the Demons on Wheels MC owns and operates. She hadn’t really expected to be assigned domestic duties, even though it was a clear expectation when she was hired As a result, her days involve resentment and dubious glances from the other women.
All that changes when she finally allows Mastema, the club’s Secretary, into her bed. Kayla is gun shy from her past experience at other clubs, but there’s something about Mastema she finds irresistible and trustworthy. He also helps her put everything in perspective, including her extra duties and their importance to the running of the club.
As she and Mastema grow closer, she opens up about her life, and discovers he’s harboring a secret of his own. Can they let go of their pasts and embrace their future together?
EXCERPT
“You want me to tie you up, we’ll use something else.” Mastema released her, and Kayla’s heart pounded as excitement coursed through her. He glanced around, finally dropping his gaze to her breasts.
“This will do.” She gasped as he pulled off her tank top. She hadn’t bothered with a bra today. The sexy grin that spread over his face as he eyed her boobs sent a gush of wetness to her pussy.
What a rollercoaster ride of emotions this day had been! But she was exactly where she wanted to be right now. With Mastema, his muscles, those incredible blue eyes, and the cock inside his pants that was surely hard as a rock. She couldn’t wait to have it inside her once more.
He grasped her breasts and teased them with his teeth and tongue. “You want to be tied up again? You want me to fuck you while you can’t get away from me?”
Kayla moaned loudly as fresh arousal assaulted her senses at those words. “Yes!”
Gasping again as he picked her up, she tried to keep breathing when he carried her toward the pole in the corner.
“I hope you’re not making that sound because you’re about to tell me again you can’t believe I carried you someplace.” He placed her on her feet, facing the pole. “Bend over.”
She had gasped for that reason, but not because of her body image. “No. It’s because you’re very strong and I find that incredibly sexy.”
“I find your body incredibly sexy.” He tied her tank top around her wrists. “Keep your hands on the pole so you don’t slide, and bend over a bit more.”
Once she did as he asked, he pulled down her shorts and helped her step out of them. She moaned again as he molded his body against hers. Even though he was still dressed, it was so damn arousing. And, she could easily get the tank top off her wrists if need be, but she loved the idea of pretending she was his prisoner once more.
“Kayla…” He reached around and grasped her breasts, kneading them until she was ready to scream in frustration. “Maybe I should go and get more condoms and the lube after all?”
One hand moved to her clit, rubbing it slowly. Her pussy was so wet that her labia made noises as he massaged her. “On the other hand, I love teasing you this way.”
Except she was so ready to come it was insane. “Please!”
He moved to the side and slid his other hand around to her ass, pushing one finger into her asshole. While he finger-fucked her ass, he continued to caress her clit with his other hand. “Please what?”
“Oh, God! Please fuck me!”
“You’re so fucking wet already.”
“How can I help that?”
“I love it.” He removed his fingers and pulled down the zipper on his jeans, taking out his dick. “But we’re going to make this last, Bedroom Eyes. You will come when I’m ready to let you come.”
Mastema moved next to her face and turned it toward his cock. She licked her lips at the sight of it, red and swollen, with tiny beads of pre-cum already dotting the tip. “Open your mouth.”
Kayla didn’t even hesitate. He shoved his dick inside, holding her head still as he slid it in and out, so damn slowly it drove her wild with need. She curled her lips around her teeth and relaxed her throat muscles.
“Oh, yes! That’s fucking exquisite. You can’t get away from me. God, Kayla. You should see how fucking sexy you look right now. Bent over and tied to this pole. I’m going to ask Gorgon to put a second one next to it so I can tie you up between them, spread-eagled, and fuck you until you beg me to stop.”
That image sent tiny contractions to her clit, which throbbed now from the need for release. He fucked her mouth harder. The tip of his cock touched the back of her throat with each thrust. Kayla flexed her Kegel muscles and tried to make herself come as hot desire spread through her.
But before she could bring herself to orgasm, he withdrew from her mouth and kissed her, hard and rough. “I will never get enough of you.”
“Same here.” She could hardly breathe, let alone form a sentence. Mastema trailed his dick over her face, lightly slapping her skin with it, before moving to her breasts to do the same to her nipples.He alternated that with grasping them, rolling her taut peaks between his thumbs and forefingers the way she loved. The effect sent tiny jolts of electricity straight to her clit, until she was poised right on the edge of a climax.
“I can’t stand it any longer. Please let me come!”
“No fucking way.” He grabbed her head and shoved his cock back inside her mouth. “I’m having too much fun teasing you.”
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Thanks so much for stopping by, Ravenna. :)
MASTEMA'S OBSESSION Demons On Wheels MC 3 ***Click HERE to purchasedirectly from Evernight Publishing*** BLURBKayla Romanowski is having trouble adjusting to life as a dancer in Scotty’s Place, the posh strip club that the Demons on Wheels MC owns and operates. She hadn’t really expected to be assigned domestic duties, even though it was a clear expectation when she was hired As a result, her days involve resentment and dubious glances from the other women.
All that changes when she finally allows Mastema, the club’s Secretary, into her bed. Kayla is gun shy from her past experience at other clubs, but there’s something about Mastema she finds irresistible and trustworthy. He also helps her put everything in perspective, including her extra duties and their importance to the running of the club.
As she and Mastema grow closer, she opens up about her life, and discovers he’s harboring a secret of his own. Can they let go of their pasts and embrace their future together?
EXCERPT
“You want me to tie you up, we’ll use something else.” Mastema released her, and Kayla’s heart pounded as excitement coursed through her. He glanced around, finally dropping his gaze to her breasts.
“This will do.” She gasped as he pulled off her tank top. She hadn’t bothered with a bra today. The sexy grin that spread over his face as he eyed her boobs sent a gush of wetness to her pussy.
What a rollercoaster ride of emotions this day had been! But she was exactly where she wanted to be right now. With Mastema, his muscles, those incredible blue eyes, and the cock inside his pants that was surely hard as a rock. She couldn’t wait to have it inside her once more.
He grasped her breasts and teased them with his teeth and tongue. “You want to be tied up again? You want me to fuck you while you can’t get away from me?”
Kayla moaned loudly as fresh arousal assaulted her senses at those words. “Yes!”
Gasping again as he picked her up, she tried to keep breathing when he carried her toward the pole in the corner.
“I hope you’re not making that sound because you’re about to tell me again you can’t believe I carried you someplace.” He placed her on her feet, facing the pole. “Bend over.”
She had gasped for that reason, but not because of her body image. “No. It’s because you’re very strong and I find that incredibly sexy.”
“I find your body incredibly sexy.” He tied her tank top around her wrists. “Keep your hands on the pole so you don’t slide, and bend over a bit more.”
Once she did as he asked, he pulled down her shorts and helped her step out of them. She moaned again as he molded his body against hers. Even though he was still dressed, it was so damn arousing. And, she could easily get the tank top off her wrists if need be, but she loved the idea of pretending she was his prisoner once more.
“Kayla…” He reached around and grasped her breasts, kneading them until she was ready to scream in frustration. “Maybe I should go and get more condoms and the lube after all?”
One hand moved to her clit, rubbing it slowly. Her pussy was so wet that her labia made noises as he massaged her. “On the other hand, I love teasing you this way.”
Except she was so ready to come it was insane. “Please!”
He moved to the side and slid his other hand around to her ass, pushing one finger into her asshole. While he finger-fucked her ass, he continued to caress her clit with his other hand. “Please what?”
“Oh, God! Please fuck me!”
“You’re so fucking wet already.”
“How can I help that?”
“I love it.” He removed his fingers and pulled down the zipper on his jeans, taking out his dick. “But we’re going to make this last, Bedroom Eyes. You will come when I’m ready to let you come.”
Mastema moved next to her face and turned it toward his cock. She licked her lips at the sight of it, red and swollen, with tiny beads of pre-cum already dotting the tip. “Open your mouth.”
Kayla didn’t even hesitate. He shoved his dick inside, holding her head still as he slid it in and out, so damn slowly it drove her wild with need. She curled her lips around her teeth and relaxed her throat muscles.
“Oh, yes! That’s fucking exquisite. You can’t get away from me. God, Kayla. You should see how fucking sexy you look right now. Bent over and tied to this pole. I’m going to ask Gorgon to put a second one next to it so I can tie you up between them, spread-eagled, and fuck you until you beg me to stop.”
That image sent tiny contractions to her clit, which throbbed now from the need for release. He fucked her mouth harder. The tip of his cock touched the back of her throat with each thrust. Kayla flexed her Kegel muscles and tried to make herself come as hot desire spread through her.
But before she could bring herself to orgasm, he withdrew from her mouth and kissed her, hard and rough. “I will never get enough of you.”
“Same here.” She could hardly breathe, let alone form a sentence. Mastema trailed his dick over her face, lightly slapping her skin with it, before moving to her breasts to do the same to her nipples.He alternated that with grasping them, rolling her taut peaks between his thumbs and forefingers the way she loved. The effect sent tiny jolts of electricity straight to her clit, until she was poised right on the edge of a climax.
“I can’t stand it any longer. Please let me come!”
“No fucking way.” He grabbed her head and shoved his cock back inside her mouth. “I’m having too much fun teasing you.”
***Other Buy Links***
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**ONLY ON THE EVERNIGHT SITE ... BUY MASTEMA'S OBSESSION AND GET AN APPETITE FOR BLACKMAIL FOR FREE**
Thanks so much for stopping by, Ravenna. :)
October 27, 2017
@cmdonovan #SeasonOfSeduction #99cents #boxset #romanceanthology #HolidayRomance
Today Christine Donovan stops by to talk about her contribution to the Season of Seduction Anthology: Venetian Holiday.
I wrote Venetian Holiday after spending an unforgettable vacation with my mother and sister in Italy. None of us had ever visited the country of our ancestors. Needless to say, the trip was worthy of this story and several more to come. If you’ve never been to Italy, especially Venice, put it on your bucket list. Experiencing the beauty and magic firsthand is breathtaking.
Venetian Holiday by Christine Donovan
Her best friend’s brother—will they or won’t they?
Mia Russo travels to Italy to spend the Christmas Holidays with friends, the Melchionne’s. Mia expects her best friend, Rosa, to welcome her to Venice, instead it is Luca, the eldest of Rosa’s brothers. Ever since she can remember the two of them fought and argued over everything and nothing. Several years ago Mia figured out why. Her feelings for Luca go deep and she’ll be damned if she’ll let him find out. As far as she knew, he still considers her his little sister’s annoying best friend.Luca spent half his life trying to ignore Mia and the feelings she stirred inside him. Pretending disdain and dislike only gets one so far. Will he be able to pull off his subterfuge once again this holiday season? From the moment he greets Mia, as she disembarks from her water taxi, he knows the answer is no. The piercing pain in the vicinity of his heart feels as though Cupid shot him straight through with an arrow. So the answer, once again, is no,Will Mia and Luca find amore in the cool, crisp holiday air in the most romanticoand bellissimo city on earth?
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About the Author
Christine Donovan is an International Bestselling Author. She is a PAN member of RWA and belongs to Novelist, Inc. She lives on the Southeast Coast of Massachusetts with her husband, four sons, one granddaughter and four cats. When she is not writing or reading, she is either painting or gardening. She loves tackling DIY projects.
Visit her at - http://www.christinedonovan.orgEmail her - christinedonovan6@verizon.netAmazon Author Page - https://www.amazon.com/Christine-Donovan/e/B00APR743Y/ref=ntt_dp_epwbk_0Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/christine.donovanauthorBookBub- https://www.bookbub.com/authors/christine-donovanTwitter - https://twitter.com/cmdonovanGoodreads at - https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6573862.Christine_Donovan
Thanks for stopping by, Christine. :)
I wrote Venetian Holiday after spending an unforgettable vacation with my mother and sister in Italy. None of us had ever visited the country of our ancestors. Needless to say, the trip was worthy of this story and several more to come. If you’ve never been to Italy, especially Venice, put it on your bucket list. Experiencing the beauty and magic firsthand is breathtaking. Venetian Holiday by Christine Donovan
Her best friend’s brother—will they or won’t they?
Mia Russo travels to Italy to spend the Christmas Holidays with friends, the Melchionne’s. Mia expects her best friend, Rosa, to welcome her to Venice, instead it is Luca, the eldest of Rosa’s brothers. Ever since she can remember the two of them fought and argued over everything and nothing. Several years ago Mia figured out why. Her feelings for Luca go deep and she’ll be damned if she’ll let him find out. As far as she knew, he still considers her his little sister’s annoying best friend.Luca spent half his life trying to ignore Mia and the feelings she stirred inside him. Pretending disdain and dislike only gets one so far. Will he be able to pull off his subterfuge once again this holiday season? From the moment he greets Mia, as she disembarks from her water taxi, he knows the answer is no. The piercing pain in the vicinity of his heart feels as though Cupid shot him straight through with an arrow. So the answer, once again, is no,Will Mia and Luca find amore in the cool, crisp holiday air in the most romanticoand bellissimo city on earth?
https://www.amzn.com/B075FYJC7Phttps://itunes.apple.com/us/book/season-of-seduction/id1280498167https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/season-of-seduction-nicole-morgan/1127071455?ean=9781537847733 https://www.kobo.com/caen/ebook/season-of-seduction-2
About the Author
Christine Donovan is an International Bestselling Author. She is a PAN member of RWA and belongs to Novelist, Inc. She lives on the Southeast Coast of Massachusetts with her husband, four sons, one granddaughter and four cats. When she is not writing or reading, she is either painting or gardening. She loves tackling DIY projects.
Visit her at - http://www.christinedonovan.orgEmail her - christinedonovan6@verizon.netAmazon Author Page - https://www.amazon.com/Christine-Donovan/e/B00APR743Y/ref=ntt_dp_epwbk_0Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/christine.donovanauthorBookBub- https://www.bookbub.com/authors/christine-donovanTwitter - https://twitter.com/cmdonovanGoodreads at - https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6573862.Christine_Donovan
Thanks for stopping by, Christine. :)
October 16, 2017
#RRA #RivetingReadsAustralia October 21st in Brisbane.
Only a few days away until my second ever book signing.
Come join me on October 21st at the Mercure Hotel in Brisbane. Tickets are still available and will be sold at the door.I'm also super excited to be visiting Australia for the first time.My books available for purchase that day:
And I'll have goody-bags to give out with purchase, while supplies last.
Hope to see you all there. :)
Come join me on October 21st at the Mercure Hotel in Brisbane. Tickets are still available and will be sold at the door.I'm also super excited to be visiting Australia for the first time.My books available for purchase that day:
And I'll have goody-bags to give out with purchase, while supplies last.
Hope to see you all there. :)
October 12, 2017
@Maiadylanauthor #SeasonOfSeduction #99cent #romanceanthology #boxset
One of my SME sisters, the lovely Maia Dylan, stops by to talk about her contribution to the Season Of Seduction anthology, A PROMISE OF WINTER.
Thank you, Elena for hosting me and letting me share my upcoming release in the Season of Seduction boxset, A Promise of Winter. This boxset releases on November 14 and is available for Pre-order NOW!!!Blurb:Tanner Owens and Noelle Oakley were the couple most people wanted to be. High school sweethearts that everyone believed would be together forever. That was the plan right up until the moment Tanner realized that Noelle’s career choice could take her from him forever. In a moment of supreme stupidity he lost her, anyway.Noelle had grown up with two great loves in her life. Tanner and flying. When she started out with the Colorado Highlander Search and Rescue teams, she had everything she had always wanted. A career where she made a difference and the man she’d loved since third grade. It all fell apart spectacularly when a promise was broken, along with her heart. Everything just seems too hard, until one night Noelle is in need of a little rescuing herself, and Tanner gets the chance to make things right.
EXCERPTBang! Something slammed into the side of the helicopter, making it shudder violently. Noelle jerked in surprise before she lifted her head from where she had it tucked beneath the blanket and squinted at the door. She should get up and look to see what it was. She should, but she was just too damn tired. And cold. The sliding door across from her rattled, and Noelle frowned over at it. Then someone was banging on the outside, and over the sound of the wind she thought she could hear someone calling her name. Surely Captain Underwood wouldn’t have sent up a rescue party. Not for her. The banging came a second time, and Noelle forced herself to leave the stretcher and make her way across to the door. Jesus, she was so cold, everything ached. She reached out with numb fingers to try to unlock the door. After a few moments filled with colorful curses, Noelle cried out in triumph as the lock disengaged.The door opened and Noelle lost her breath completely as the icy wind filled the space. She stumbled back toward the stretcher as a figure dressed in an all in one mountaineering suit pushed a few black bags into the body of the chopper before climbing in after them and sliding the door closed.Noelle wrapped her arms around her middle in a pathetic attempt to regain a warmth she never really had, and watched as the figure turned, pulling off gloves before reaching for the goggles that obscured their face.“Tanner.” She whispered his name like a benediction when his handsome face and startling blue eyes came into view. She noted there was no surprise in her tone. Somehow, on some level, she’d known he would come for her. “Jesus, Noelle.” There was no missing the concern in Tanner’s tone. “When Faith told me you were stuck up here, I figured you at least had some appropriate equipment. You’re fucking turning blue.”“Y-you always said I-I looked h-h-hot in blue,” Noelle stuttered, a hysterical giggle escaping at the end. There was nothing remotely funny about this situation, but for some inexplicable reason she felt amused. Maybe it was because of her situation, or perhaps it was being alone with Tanner for the first time in six months, two weeks, three days and change, or it might well be the hypothermia she was now suspecting she was suffering.Tanner scowled at her as he removed the crampons fixed to the bottom of his boots, and then the boots themselves. “You look hot in any fucking color you wear. But this is more than that.” She watched as Tanner turned to the bags he’d thrown into the chopper, dragging one of them closer. She blinked, and he suddenly had something large and cylindrical in his hands that he hadn’t before. Either Tanner had been working on his magician skills in the time they were apart, or she was having difficulty keeping her eyes open. And that was not a good sign.“Ta-tanner,” she whispered, and she winced at the fear she heard in her own voice. Tanner must have caught it too because he dropped whatever the hell he’d had and spun toward her. Whatever he saw it had him looking concerned as he swiftly crossed the short space between them and dropped to his knees before her.“Noelle, baby,” Tanner said urgently as he tugged the thin blankets from the stretcher around her shoulders, stripped off his own jacket, and wrapped it around her shoulders before sliding his hand to her cheek. Noelle moaned at how warm it felt against her skin and she nuzzled her cheek against it. “I need you to stay awake for me, okay? Just a little bit longer and I’ll have you warm and feeling better in no time, I promise.”Noelle blinked slowly up at him. “You… promise?” Tanner nodded, his jaw clenched no doubt due to the query she couldn’t keep out of her tone. “Yeah, I promise. I know I’ve let you down in the past, but not now, and not ever again." Pre-order Links:
https://www.amzn.com/B075FYJC7P
https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/season-of-seduction/id1280498167https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/season-of-seduction-nicole-morgan/1127071455?ean=9781537847733 https://www.kobo.com/caen/ebook/season-of-seduction-2
AUTHOR BIOI write the kind of books that I love to read. Love stories between strong men and their independent soulmates. Usually, their path to Happily Ever After is a bumpy one, but there is always a Happy Ever After. In the world's I create there is someone (or two, or three) for everyone! Love comes in many forms and I believe it is all beautiful and should be celebrated! I live, love and write in New Zealand, married to my husband of eleven years with two beautiful children who I truly believe were sent as a blessing, but sometimes to try my patience, and I wouldn't have it any other way!
COME STALK ME!FB: http://www.facebook.com/maiadylanauthorFB Author Page: http://www.facebook.com/authormaiadylanFB Street Team: https://www.facebook.com/groups/955387561187276/ Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/Maiadylanauthor Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/author/maiadylan Bookstrand: http://www.bookstrand.com/maia-dylan Email me at: author.maiadylan@gmail.com Website: www.maiadylan.com
Thanks so much for stopping by, Maia. :)
Thank you, Elena for hosting me and letting me share my upcoming release in the Season of Seduction boxset, A Promise of Winter. This boxset releases on November 14 and is available for Pre-order NOW!!!Blurb:Tanner Owens and Noelle Oakley were the couple most people wanted to be. High school sweethearts that everyone believed would be together forever. That was the plan right up until the moment Tanner realized that Noelle’s career choice could take her from him forever. In a moment of supreme stupidity he lost her, anyway.Noelle had grown up with two great loves in her life. Tanner and flying. When she started out with the Colorado Highlander Search and Rescue teams, she had everything she had always wanted. A career where she made a difference and the man she’d loved since third grade. It all fell apart spectacularly when a promise was broken, along with her heart. Everything just seems too hard, until one night Noelle is in need of a little rescuing herself, and Tanner gets the chance to make things right.
EXCERPTBang! Something slammed into the side of the helicopter, making it shudder violently. Noelle jerked in surprise before she lifted her head from where she had it tucked beneath the blanket and squinted at the door. She should get up and look to see what it was. She should, but she was just too damn tired. And cold. The sliding door across from her rattled, and Noelle frowned over at it. Then someone was banging on the outside, and over the sound of the wind she thought she could hear someone calling her name. Surely Captain Underwood wouldn’t have sent up a rescue party. Not for her. The banging came a second time, and Noelle forced herself to leave the stretcher and make her way across to the door. Jesus, she was so cold, everything ached. She reached out with numb fingers to try to unlock the door. After a few moments filled with colorful curses, Noelle cried out in triumph as the lock disengaged.The door opened and Noelle lost her breath completely as the icy wind filled the space. She stumbled back toward the stretcher as a figure dressed in an all in one mountaineering suit pushed a few black bags into the body of the chopper before climbing in after them and sliding the door closed.Noelle wrapped her arms around her middle in a pathetic attempt to regain a warmth she never really had, and watched as the figure turned, pulling off gloves before reaching for the goggles that obscured their face.“Tanner.” She whispered his name like a benediction when his handsome face and startling blue eyes came into view. She noted there was no surprise in her tone. Somehow, on some level, she’d known he would come for her. “Jesus, Noelle.” There was no missing the concern in Tanner’s tone. “When Faith told me you were stuck up here, I figured you at least had some appropriate equipment. You’re fucking turning blue.”“Y-you always said I-I looked h-h-hot in blue,” Noelle stuttered, a hysterical giggle escaping at the end. There was nothing remotely funny about this situation, but for some inexplicable reason she felt amused. Maybe it was because of her situation, or perhaps it was being alone with Tanner for the first time in six months, two weeks, three days and change, or it might well be the hypothermia she was now suspecting she was suffering.Tanner scowled at her as he removed the crampons fixed to the bottom of his boots, and then the boots themselves. “You look hot in any fucking color you wear. But this is more than that.” She watched as Tanner turned to the bags he’d thrown into the chopper, dragging one of them closer. She blinked, and he suddenly had something large and cylindrical in his hands that he hadn’t before. Either Tanner had been working on his magician skills in the time they were apart, or she was having difficulty keeping her eyes open. And that was not a good sign.“Ta-tanner,” she whispered, and she winced at the fear she heard in her own voice. Tanner must have caught it too because he dropped whatever the hell he’d had and spun toward her. Whatever he saw it had him looking concerned as he swiftly crossed the short space between them and dropped to his knees before her.“Noelle, baby,” Tanner said urgently as he tugged the thin blankets from the stretcher around her shoulders, stripped off his own jacket, and wrapped it around her shoulders before sliding his hand to her cheek. Noelle moaned at how warm it felt against her skin and she nuzzled her cheek against it. “I need you to stay awake for me, okay? Just a little bit longer and I’ll have you warm and feeling better in no time, I promise.”Noelle blinked slowly up at him. “You… promise?” Tanner nodded, his jaw clenched no doubt due to the query she couldn’t keep out of her tone. “Yeah, I promise. I know I’ve let you down in the past, but not now, and not ever again." Pre-order Links:
https://www.amzn.com/B075FYJC7P
https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/season-of-seduction/id1280498167https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/season-of-seduction-nicole-morgan/1127071455?ean=9781537847733 https://www.kobo.com/caen/ebook/season-of-seduction-2
AUTHOR BIOI write the kind of books that I love to read. Love stories between strong men and their independent soulmates. Usually, their path to Happily Ever After is a bumpy one, but there is always a Happy Ever After. In the world's I create there is someone (or two, or three) for everyone! Love comes in many forms and I believe it is all beautiful and should be celebrated! I live, love and write in New Zealand, married to my husband of eleven years with two beautiful children who I truly believe were sent as a blessing, but sometimes to try my patience, and I wouldn't have it any other way!COME STALK ME!FB: http://www.facebook.com/maiadylanauthorFB Author Page: http://www.facebook.com/authormaiadylanFB Street Team: https://www.facebook.com/groups/955387561187276/ Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/Maiadylanauthor Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/author/maiadylan Bookstrand: http://www.bookstrand.com/maia-dylan Email me at: author.maiadylan@gmail.com Website: www.maiadylan.com
Thanks so much for stopping by, Maia. :)
October 10, 2017
@lily_harlem @evernightpub Lily Harlem with A FIGTER'S LOVE
Please welcome my guest blogger Lily Harlem with A FIGHTER’S LOVEBook #3 in the LONDON MENAGE series.
Lily Harlem’s newest ménage a trois novel is a hot MMF boxing story set in Eastend London. Like all Lily’s LONDON MENAGE novels it’s fine as a standalone read - it’s just the female characters who are loosely linked – and it is seriously steamy!
Back Cover Information
After battling her demons, Jenny has finally found the courage to stand up for herself and fight for the life she’s always dreamed of.
What she doesn’t expect is to find that as she emerges from her chrysalis, she’s very much caught the attention of two super-sexy, incredibly talented boxers at the club she helps out at. They’re enchanted by her, they’ll do anything for her, and heaven help anyone who tries to hurt her, including her miserly ex, Billy.
But as things heat up, it’s clear Dale and Jackson are no ordinary sparring partners. Beneath their tough exterior and lively banter, they share a softer relationship that’s kept well hidden from the rest of the world. Will Jenny be allowed into that gentle place? Can they make it work when passion and lust hits them all hard? There’s only one thing for it, and that’s to trust love in all of its forms.
BUY FROM AMAZON NOW
OTHER RETAILERS
Find out more about LONDON MENAGE on Lily Harlem’s website.
Excerpt
After slotting in the last stack of papers in the filing cabinet, Jenny paused with her hands on the cool surface, and blew out a breath. It was time to go home and she’d managed the entire evening without seeing either Dale or Billy. What a relief. Suddenly she was aware of a presence behind her. Close up. The scent of man enveloped her and heat from a large body burned against her back. “Jenny.” It was Jackson. She went to turn but he pressed his big gloved hands on the top of the filing cabinet, trapping her within his colossal arms. “What do you—?” “Sh.” He pressed his lips against her temple, his stubble scratching her flesh. Her heart pounded, her pulse thudded in her ears. She closed her eyes and pressed her lips together. Was he furious about what had happened between her and Dale? Was he going to order her to mind her own business about their relationship, or tell her she was a raving lunatic to suggest they were anything other than straight? She could hardly think. Being surrounded by his thick, hot muscles, and the feel of his breath on her cheek, down her neck was beyond distracting. Jackson was neat testosterone and it was doing strange things to her female hormones. “I learned today,” he whispered hotly against the shell of her ear, his lips brushing her flesh, “that you kissed my boyfriend last night.” She drew in a breath. Had she heard Jackson right? Had he just confessed? Confirmed her suspicions in one heated sentence? “I’m sorry,” she managed, not knowing what else to say. “For everything. But I’m going home soon and I won’t be back here, at the gym.” He made a strange growling noise. It wasn’t like anything she’d heard before and it vibrated from his chest onto her back. “We don’t want that.” “But...” Again she went to turn. Again she was blocked by his solid body. “What do you want?” she managed. “You, tomorrow night. Dinner.” “Dinner?” That had been the very last thing she’d expected Jackson to say. “Yeah, we’ll pick you up at eight.”She hesitated. “We?”“Yeah, the three of us are gonna sit down and talk...” he paused, “about this unusual situation we’ve found ourselves in.”“I don’t understand.” “That’s why we’re going out.” He pressed his lips to her temple, the section now warmed from his breath. It wasn’t a real kiss, just a press of his mouth but it sent a skitter of little tingles over her scalp. Jenny balled her fists, and kept her eyes closed. They were going out? All three of them? As quickly as Jackson had surrounded her, he was gone. The air seemed to flood her torso, chilling her, but her breaths became easier to catch. She spun in time to see Jackson striding from the room. His vest top had a line of sweat down the gutter of his spine and the ends of his hair were damp and sticking like tiny commas to the nape of his neck. He’d come into the office, stated what was going to happen and then left. She should be mad. Wasn’t this the new Jenny? Not being told what to do. But how the hell could she refuse the chance to spend an evening with both Dale and Jackson? And what did he mean by ‘unusual situation’?
About Lily Harlem
Lily Harlem lives in the UK and is an award-winning author of sexy romance. She writes for publishers on both sides of the Atlantic including HarperCollins, Totally Bound, Pride, Evernight, and Stormy Night Publications. Her work regularly receives high praise and industry nominations. Before turning her hand to writing Lily Harlem worked as a trauma nurse and her latest HarperCollins release, Confessions of a Naughty Night Nurse draws on her many experiences while nursing in London. Lily also self-publishes and The Silk Tie, The Glass Knot, Cold Nights, Hot Bodies, Bite Mark and Shared have been blessed with many 5* reviews – all available on Kindle Unlimited.Check out Lily’s new reverse harem series – The Challenge, which so far consists of Castawaysand Tearaways – also on KU.If you love sporty romance don’t miss Hot Ice a seven novel 5* series about those sexy bad boys of the ice all available on Kindle Unlimited and the first book FREE when you sign up to her newsletter. And also check out Formula One themed novel Accelerated Passion and sexy soccer story Scored.Lily writes MF, MM and ménage a trois, her books regularly hit the #1 spot on Amazon Bestseller lists and Breathe You In was named a USA Today Reviewer’s Recommended Read of 2014. Her latest MM novel is Dark Warrior and you can grab Part One of her MM series Caught on Camera for FREE! Lily also co-authors with Natalie Dae and publishes darker plot lines and suspense under the name Harlem Dae - check out That Filthy Book which has been hailed as a novel 'every woman should read' and is available in book stores nationwide. The Sexy as Hell Trilogy, a critically acclaimed boxed set, is available on Amazon and KU. One thing you can be sure of, whatever book you pick up by Ms Harlem, is it will be wildly romantic and deliciously sexy. Enjoy! Visit Lily’s website for more details of her other books or her Amazon Author Page. Subscribe to her newsletter to get a FREE ebook and be the first to hear of new releases, and if you enjoy Facebook hop on over there and say hi!
Thanks so much for stopping by, LILY. :)
Lily Harlem’s newest ménage a trois novel is a hot MMF boxing story set in Eastend London. Like all Lily’s LONDON MENAGE novels it’s fine as a standalone read - it’s just the female characters who are loosely linked – and it is seriously steamy!
Back Cover Information
After battling her demons, Jenny has finally found the courage to stand up for herself and fight for the life she’s always dreamed of.
What she doesn’t expect is to find that as she emerges from her chrysalis, she’s very much caught the attention of two super-sexy, incredibly talented boxers at the club she helps out at. They’re enchanted by her, they’ll do anything for her, and heaven help anyone who tries to hurt her, including her miserly ex, Billy.
But as things heat up, it’s clear Dale and Jackson are no ordinary sparring partners. Beneath their tough exterior and lively banter, they share a softer relationship that’s kept well hidden from the rest of the world. Will Jenny be allowed into that gentle place? Can they make it work when passion and lust hits them all hard? There’s only one thing for it, and that’s to trust love in all of its forms.
BUY FROM AMAZON NOW
OTHER RETAILERS
Find out more about LONDON MENAGE on Lily Harlem’s website.
Excerpt
After slotting in the last stack of papers in the filing cabinet, Jenny paused with her hands on the cool surface, and blew out a breath. It was time to go home and she’d managed the entire evening without seeing either Dale or Billy. What a relief. Suddenly she was aware of a presence behind her. Close up. The scent of man enveloped her and heat from a large body burned against her back. “Jenny.” It was Jackson. She went to turn but he pressed his big gloved hands on the top of the filing cabinet, trapping her within his colossal arms. “What do you—?” “Sh.” He pressed his lips against her temple, his stubble scratching her flesh. Her heart pounded, her pulse thudded in her ears. She closed her eyes and pressed her lips together. Was he furious about what had happened between her and Dale? Was he going to order her to mind her own business about their relationship, or tell her she was a raving lunatic to suggest they were anything other than straight? She could hardly think. Being surrounded by his thick, hot muscles, and the feel of his breath on her cheek, down her neck was beyond distracting. Jackson was neat testosterone and it was doing strange things to her female hormones. “I learned today,” he whispered hotly against the shell of her ear, his lips brushing her flesh, “that you kissed my boyfriend last night.” She drew in a breath. Had she heard Jackson right? Had he just confessed? Confirmed her suspicions in one heated sentence? “I’m sorry,” she managed, not knowing what else to say. “For everything. But I’m going home soon and I won’t be back here, at the gym.” He made a strange growling noise. It wasn’t like anything she’d heard before and it vibrated from his chest onto her back. “We don’t want that.” “But...” Again she went to turn. Again she was blocked by his solid body. “What do you want?” she managed. “You, tomorrow night. Dinner.” “Dinner?” That had been the very last thing she’d expected Jackson to say. “Yeah, we’ll pick you up at eight.”She hesitated. “We?”“Yeah, the three of us are gonna sit down and talk...” he paused, “about this unusual situation we’ve found ourselves in.”“I don’t understand.” “That’s why we’re going out.” He pressed his lips to her temple, the section now warmed from his breath. It wasn’t a real kiss, just a press of his mouth but it sent a skitter of little tingles over her scalp. Jenny balled her fists, and kept her eyes closed. They were going out? All three of them? As quickly as Jackson had surrounded her, he was gone. The air seemed to flood her torso, chilling her, but her breaths became easier to catch. She spun in time to see Jackson striding from the room. His vest top had a line of sweat down the gutter of his spine and the ends of his hair were damp and sticking like tiny commas to the nape of his neck. He’d come into the office, stated what was going to happen and then left. She should be mad. Wasn’t this the new Jenny? Not being told what to do. But how the hell could she refuse the chance to spend an evening with both Dale and Jackson? And what did he mean by ‘unusual situation’?
About Lily Harlem
Lily Harlem lives in the UK and is an award-winning author of sexy romance. She writes for publishers on both sides of the Atlantic including HarperCollins, Totally Bound, Pride, Evernight, and Stormy Night Publications. Her work regularly receives high praise and industry nominations. Before turning her hand to writing Lily Harlem worked as a trauma nurse and her latest HarperCollins release, Confessions of a Naughty Night Nurse draws on her many experiences while nursing in London. Lily also self-publishes and The Silk Tie, The Glass Knot, Cold Nights, Hot Bodies, Bite Mark and Shared have been blessed with many 5* reviews – all available on Kindle Unlimited.Check out Lily’s new reverse harem series – The Challenge, which so far consists of Castawaysand Tearaways – also on KU.If you love sporty romance don’t miss Hot Ice a seven novel 5* series about those sexy bad boys of the ice all available on Kindle Unlimited and the first book FREE when you sign up to her newsletter. And also check out Formula One themed novel Accelerated Passion and sexy soccer story Scored.Lily writes MF, MM and ménage a trois, her books regularly hit the #1 spot on Amazon Bestseller lists and Breathe You In was named a USA Today Reviewer’s Recommended Read of 2014. Her latest MM novel is Dark Warrior and you can grab Part One of her MM series Caught on Camera for FREE! Lily also co-authors with Natalie Dae and publishes darker plot lines and suspense under the name Harlem Dae - check out That Filthy Book which has been hailed as a novel 'every woman should read' and is available in book stores nationwide. The Sexy as Hell Trilogy, a critically acclaimed boxed set, is available on Amazon and KU. One thing you can be sure of, whatever book you pick up by Ms Harlem, is it will be wildly romantic and deliciously sexy. Enjoy! Visit Lily’s website for more details of her other books or her Amazon Author Page. Subscribe to her newsletter to get a FREE ebook and be the first to hear of new releases, and if you enjoy Facebook hop on over there and say hi!
Thanks so much for stopping by, LILY. :)
October 7, 2017
@BonnieEdwards #SeasonOfSeduction #99cents #pre-order #RomanceAnthology #Anthology
Today Bonnie Edwards stops by to talk about her contribution to the Season Of Seduction Anthology, SLOW HAND.
Some Fun Facts about Slow Hand:
Slow Hand sparked into my subconscious when a friend's wedding plans were derailed years before I even started writing.
And once I realized that the men in the hero's family were "cursed" by love at first touch, I knew I had a really fun idea. His brother's story is now told in Rock Solid (Tales of Perdition # 3) making Slow Hand a bridge between two hot-as-blazes series.
Slow Hand Book 2 of Bonnie Edwards’s Erotic Romance Series The Brantons:
A jilted bride...a sexy sea captain...love at first touch
Leaving behind a wintry New York, stressed-out bride Teri Branton is determined to get the Caribbean honeymoon cruise she paid for — even without the groom.
Laidback Captain Jared MacKay instantly dislikes Teri's 6 inch heels and New York attitude. All Jared wants is the nap he’s earned—but this cruise looks like it will be all hands on deck.
Neither is prepared for their electrifying first touch.
Jared and Teri have one short week under the sultry Caribbean sun. Can Jared's slow hand lead them beyond torrid sex into a lifetime of love?Preorder purchase links:https://www.amzn.com/B075FYJC7Phttps://itunes.apple.com/us/book/season-of-seduction/id1280498167https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/season-of-seduction-nicole-morgan/1127071455?ean=9781537847733https://www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/season-of-seduction-2
From Slow Hand (The Brantons Book 2) by Bonnie Edwards
… And still, this was just a kiss. A first kiss, a tentative kiss, an exploration of the attraction between them. A test.His hands burrowed into her hair, cupped her head, and massaged her scalp as he took and took and took from her lips. She gave, and took back, swept up in the moment, in the exciting electricity that was Jared.His lips eased from hers, traced her jaw, and skimmed down her neck, back up to her ear. His breath there sent powerful surges down her spine that bloomed deep inside her most private places. “This is crazy or, I don’t know what it is, just something.” She stopped talking because she wasn’t sure what to say. “Right?” he suggested. He pulled back, searched her eyes, held her loosely, ready even now to step back if she needed him to. “Because it is right, Teri.”“Yes.” Unbelievably, it was. So right.He opened and dropped his towel. His erection, heavy and jutting made her mouth go dry and her clit, plump and rosy, pulse with need.She pulled herself up to sit on the counter. Arching backward Teri offered herself. She expected him to prod at her entrance, to rush to her core, to plunder where he could, like the pirate he was.She propped herself on stiff arms, tilted her head back so her hair hung like a fall behind her, the tips grazing the counter top. She couldn’t make more of an offering than this. Vulnerable, open, her arms behind her, her legs spread to receive, her head thrown back. She could hear his labored breath, feel the arc of pulsing need, smell the arousal of her own flesh, sense the import of the act of possession.“Do it.” She was braced and ready. “Teri,” his voice held wonder, excitement, intimacy. “Look at me.”She raised her head, opened one eye. He stood transfixed.“I’ve never seen a more beautiful woman, a more beautiful offering than this. But I need you to look at me. I need you to know who’s inside you.”She nodded, befuddled. “Okay.”“What’s my name?”“Jared.”“Who am I?” The demand in his voice was raw-edged, the words bitten off and harsh.“Jared MacKay, captain of the SandJack.”“What am I?”“My pirate.”He blinked when he heard the words. His face softened. When he looked at her again, she thrilled at what she saw in his gaze. She’d offered whatever he wanted sexually, made it plain he could do anything he liked. He dropped to his knees. Oh, he liked that. . . . Thank you, thank you, she said in a silent plea. A flash of the actors crossed her mind’s screen and she shivered in anticipation of the touch of his tongue on her moist slit. Would it be powerful like a ravishing pirate or gentle and coaxing like a tentative lover?His long callused fingers gripped her ankle, held her foot still.She felt his mouth on her big toe and jerked, startled. But he held her foot still and moved on to the next toe. Fire raced up her leg from each touch of his tongue and set a throb to start inside. Pulsing and needy she bloomed for him as he set sparklers on each toe, giving each equal attention.“Oh, Jared, that’s exquisite.”“I’ve wanted to kiss these tiny perfect toes since you took your shoes off at the pier.”“Just keep moving up my leg and I’ll be happy.”His fingers slid to her knee. “You mean up to here?” He swirled her pinky toe into his mouth and tugged on it.Her knee turned into a fireworks display at the same time her toe melted in his mouth. “Unnnnhh, higher.” She’d implode if he kept up this slow pace. His fingers swirled behind her knee and probed delicately there, making her croon in desperation for him to move higher, but she knew asking him would only prolong the agony. He wanted to torture her.“I didn’t know you were a tease,” she murmured.“Unlike yourself?” The husky tone held humor, but she was too far gone to get the joke.She counted the inches he crept. Two, then three, four. . . . This was not what she expected. He ran a finger along her sole, sending shudders up her leg to her heart.And then it came to her. “Is this payback for my game on deck with the lotion?”He raised himself to lean over her, desire and deep humor blazing from his eyes. “Did you think I didn’t want my tongue on you? Your finger was less an inch from your clit. You threw your head back and the sun played across your skin in pink and red and I couldn’t tell if it was my eyes playing tricks or if you really were on fire.”“I’m on fire now,” she said hoping beyond reason that he’d quench her and do it fast.But his mouth quirked up into an evil, teasing grin and she knew down to her well-sucked toes, she was at his mercy. The pirate took complete control.
Multi-published author Bonnie Edwards lives with her husband and pets on the rainy coast of British Columbia. She believes life should be lived with joy and humour. You can find both in her earthy, irreverent, love stories. Sometimes her stories have a paranormal twist, likes curses and ghosts, other times not. But they’re always entertaining and guarantee a happy ending. With three ongoing romance series (steamy paranormal, sexy contemporary and heartwarming Christmas) and contemporary family novels, she rarely spends a day without writing. She has written novels, novellas and short stories for Kensington Books, Harlequin Books, Carina Press, and Robinson (UK) although now she publishes her work herself. Look for more exciting releases throughout 2017 and 2018…For more info and sample chapters: Find her here: https://www.bonnieedwards.com/Amazon author page: http://www.amazon.com/Bonnie-Edwards/e/B001IO9UTOTwitter: https://twitter.com/BonnieEdwardsFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/Bonnie.Edwards.AuthorPinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/bedwards1342/Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/283636.Bonnie_Edwards Sign up for her newsletter: http://oi.vresp.com?fid=4ecdcb6889
Thanks for stopping by, Bonnie. :)
Some Fun Facts about Slow Hand:Slow Hand sparked into my subconscious when a friend's wedding plans were derailed years before I even started writing.
And once I realized that the men in the hero's family were "cursed" by love at first touch, I knew I had a really fun idea. His brother's story is now told in Rock Solid (Tales of Perdition # 3) making Slow Hand a bridge between two hot-as-blazes series.
Slow Hand Book 2 of Bonnie Edwards’s Erotic Romance Series The Brantons:
A jilted bride...a sexy sea captain...love at first touch
Leaving behind a wintry New York, stressed-out bride Teri Branton is determined to get the Caribbean honeymoon cruise she paid for — even without the groom.
Laidback Captain Jared MacKay instantly dislikes Teri's 6 inch heels and New York attitude. All Jared wants is the nap he’s earned—but this cruise looks like it will be all hands on deck.
Neither is prepared for their electrifying first touch.
Jared and Teri have one short week under the sultry Caribbean sun. Can Jared's slow hand lead them beyond torrid sex into a lifetime of love?Preorder purchase links:https://www.amzn.com/B075FYJC7Phttps://itunes.apple.com/us/book/season-of-seduction/id1280498167https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/season-of-seduction-nicole-morgan/1127071455?ean=9781537847733https://www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/season-of-seduction-2
From Slow Hand (The Brantons Book 2) by Bonnie Edwards
… And still, this was just a kiss. A first kiss, a tentative kiss, an exploration of the attraction between them. A test.His hands burrowed into her hair, cupped her head, and massaged her scalp as he took and took and took from her lips. She gave, and took back, swept up in the moment, in the exciting electricity that was Jared.His lips eased from hers, traced her jaw, and skimmed down her neck, back up to her ear. His breath there sent powerful surges down her spine that bloomed deep inside her most private places. “This is crazy or, I don’t know what it is, just something.” She stopped talking because she wasn’t sure what to say. “Right?” he suggested. He pulled back, searched her eyes, held her loosely, ready even now to step back if she needed him to. “Because it is right, Teri.”“Yes.” Unbelievably, it was. So right.He opened and dropped his towel. His erection, heavy and jutting made her mouth go dry and her clit, plump and rosy, pulse with need.She pulled herself up to sit on the counter. Arching backward Teri offered herself. She expected him to prod at her entrance, to rush to her core, to plunder where he could, like the pirate he was.She propped herself on stiff arms, tilted her head back so her hair hung like a fall behind her, the tips grazing the counter top. She couldn’t make more of an offering than this. Vulnerable, open, her arms behind her, her legs spread to receive, her head thrown back. She could hear his labored breath, feel the arc of pulsing need, smell the arousal of her own flesh, sense the import of the act of possession.“Do it.” She was braced and ready. “Teri,” his voice held wonder, excitement, intimacy. “Look at me.”She raised her head, opened one eye. He stood transfixed.“I’ve never seen a more beautiful woman, a more beautiful offering than this. But I need you to look at me. I need you to know who’s inside you.”She nodded, befuddled. “Okay.”“What’s my name?”“Jared.”“Who am I?” The demand in his voice was raw-edged, the words bitten off and harsh.“Jared MacKay, captain of the SandJack.”“What am I?”“My pirate.”He blinked when he heard the words. His face softened. When he looked at her again, she thrilled at what she saw in his gaze. She’d offered whatever he wanted sexually, made it plain he could do anything he liked. He dropped to his knees. Oh, he liked that. . . . Thank you, thank you, she said in a silent plea. A flash of the actors crossed her mind’s screen and she shivered in anticipation of the touch of his tongue on her moist slit. Would it be powerful like a ravishing pirate or gentle and coaxing like a tentative lover?His long callused fingers gripped her ankle, held her foot still.She felt his mouth on her big toe and jerked, startled. But he held her foot still and moved on to the next toe. Fire raced up her leg from each touch of his tongue and set a throb to start inside. Pulsing and needy she bloomed for him as he set sparklers on each toe, giving each equal attention.“Oh, Jared, that’s exquisite.”“I’ve wanted to kiss these tiny perfect toes since you took your shoes off at the pier.”“Just keep moving up my leg and I’ll be happy.”His fingers slid to her knee. “You mean up to here?” He swirled her pinky toe into his mouth and tugged on it.Her knee turned into a fireworks display at the same time her toe melted in his mouth. “Unnnnhh, higher.” She’d implode if he kept up this slow pace. His fingers swirled behind her knee and probed delicately there, making her croon in desperation for him to move higher, but she knew asking him would only prolong the agony. He wanted to torture her.“I didn’t know you were a tease,” she murmured.“Unlike yourself?” The husky tone held humor, but she was too far gone to get the joke.She counted the inches he crept. Two, then three, four. . . . This was not what she expected. He ran a finger along her sole, sending shudders up her leg to her heart.And then it came to her. “Is this payback for my game on deck with the lotion?”He raised himself to lean over her, desire and deep humor blazing from his eyes. “Did you think I didn’t want my tongue on you? Your finger was less an inch from your clit. You threw your head back and the sun played across your skin in pink and red and I couldn’t tell if it was my eyes playing tricks or if you really were on fire.”“I’m on fire now,” she said hoping beyond reason that he’d quench her and do it fast.But his mouth quirked up into an evil, teasing grin and she knew down to her well-sucked toes, she was at his mercy. The pirate took complete control.
Multi-published author Bonnie Edwards lives with her husband and pets on the rainy coast of British Columbia. She believes life should be lived with joy and humour. You can find both in her earthy, irreverent, love stories. Sometimes her stories have a paranormal twist, likes curses and ghosts, other times not. But they’re always entertaining and guarantee a happy ending. With three ongoing romance series (steamy paranormal, sexy contemporary and heartwarming Christmas) and contemporary family novels, she rarely spends a day without writing. She has written novels, novellas and short stories for Kensington Books, Harlequin Books, Carina Press, and Robinson (UK) although now she publishes her work herself. Look for more exciting releases throughout 2017 and 2018…For more info and sample chapters: Find her here: https://www.bonnieedwards.com/Amazon author page: http://www.amazon.com/Bonnie-Edwards/e/B001IO9UTOTwitter: https://twitter.com/BonnieEdwardsFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/Bonnie.Edwards.AuthorPinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/bedwards1342/Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/283636.Bonnie_Edwards Sign up for her newsletter: http://oi.vresp.com?fid=4ecdcb6889Thanks for stopping by, Bonnie. :)
October 5, 2017
@emberleighauth #SeasonOfSeduction #RomanceAnthology #99Cents #Preorder
Please welcome Ember Leigh, who stops by my blog today to talk about her contribution to the Season Of Seduction Anthology, MY LITTLE SECRET.
“My Little Secret” is an MMA erotic romance novella. I’ve been getting really into writing MMA romances recently, and this was one of the funnest ones yet. An interesting tidbit from the story: Sadie wears some bizarre octopus leggings in the early part of the book, and these are inspired by my own pair of bizarre octopus leggings. They are hilarious and freakishly real looking. The gaping octopus maw falls right where you’d expect…the crotch region! There’s nothing better than a pair of awkwardly accurate octopus leggings, I always say. And in Sadie’s case, they help her snag her celebrity dream crush! So just for future reference…always opt for the strange sea creature attire, when possible.Preorders are now available for this fantastic anthology, release date is November 14th! Over 20 steamy stories to make the upcoming holiday season a memorable one... BLURB:HAWKFocus is my middle name. But Sadie makes me forget why I’m in town, what I’m here to win, why it all matters. That alone should tell me to stay the hell away. But I need more of her, even though I know she’s hiding something from me.I’ll do anything to keep her by my side. Just how far I’ll go will be my little secret.SADIEI’ve had my eye on Hawk for a long time now. Let’s just call him my MMA celebrity dream lover. So when I find myself in Denver at the same time as him, at the same bar as him…I have to say hi. But I sure as hell shouldn’t take it any farther than that. Because he’s in town for one reason: to fight my brother in the biggest televised MMA match of the year.I can be good… Except I can’t.But maybe I can make Hawk my little secret.Preorder purchase links: https://www.amzn.com/B075FYJC7Phttps://itunes.apple.com/us/book/season-of-seduction/id1280498167https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/season-of-seduction-nicole-morgan/1127071455?ean=9781537847733https://www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/season-of-seduction-2
EXCERPT:
I zoned out, checking my phone occasionally as social media alerts lit up the screen. Lots of new comments on the teaser promo we’d released in advance of my big interview with Brute, my opponent here in Denver. He and I had an infamous rivalry going, something that enthralled fans but also irritated the fuck out of me. He constantly took shots at my personal life, accusing me of bogus shit. He seemed like an insecure little corndog. I didn’t even know the guy, but he came after me as if I’d fucked his sister. Some of these guys just lived on drama. He was newer to the fight scene, so maybe he was trying to make a splash. Or maybe just trying to compensate for a tiny dick.After I downed my last glass of water, I checked my phone again. Time for the sad truth. Sadie wasn’t here. Again. I fished my wallet out of my back pocket, so I could leave the bartender a nice tip for feeding me tap water all night. A hand slid over my shoulder, and I froze, goosebumps shivering up and down my back.“Hawk.”I blinked once, already knowing who it was. I turned slowly, hesitant to believe it. Sadie looked back at me, a wry smile on her face. I clenched my jaw to suppress the wave of relief that threatened my cool.“Look who it is.” I abandoned the search for my wallet, leaning back into my bar chair. “Little Miss Runaway.”She smirked, sliding onto the bar stool next to me. Her strawberry blonde hair was pulled into a loose bun, an off-the-shoulder sweatshirt visible beneath her parka. Like maybe she’d come here after the gym…or maybe after she’d thought better of it.“I told you, I had to leave that morning.” She flagged down the bartender, and I gobbled up the sight of her. Being next to her was like a drug. Every nerve ending in my body lit up. “I hoped I might find you here.”I bit my tongue before I could admit I’d been coming here exclusively hoping to see her. “Yeah, it’s my hangout now, I guess.”“How was training the next day?” She nudged me with her shoulder.“Hell.” I cracked a grin, trying not to let the memories of our night cloud my brain. I battled that enough already. “What about you? Did you make it to work?”“Barely. I think everyone in a mile radius could sense the sex glow.” The bartender arrived, and she ordered a glass of red wine.“Put it on my tab,” I said before the bartender walked away.She grinned. “That’s sweet.”“You better drink it fast,” I told her. “We don’t have much time.”Sadie lifted a perfectly sculpted brow. Certain expressions reminded me of the glossy models in magazines. She was beautiful in a conventional way, but even more beautiful in a way that I couldn’t even explain. “Why’s that?”“Bedtime’s coming soon.” I tapped a non-existent watch. “We’ve got a lot to do.”She didn’t look away from me as the bartender poured her glass of wine right in front of her. “We can’t finish that list all in one night.”“That’s okay. We’ve got plenty of nights left.” I draped my arm over the back of her chair. “Gotta use our time wisely. Might even have to start meeting up for dinner soon, too.”Sadie smiled furtively behind the lip of her wine glass. “That seems quite serious.”“It is.” I watched as she took a generous sip of wine. “I’m going to need your number.”“I like how you asked that,” she said, pinching her lips into a curious little smile. “You didn’t even ask at all.”“Should I rephrase?”“No. It’ll work.” She jerked her chin toward me. “Get out your phone, stud.”I couldn’t fight the grin as I fished out my phone. Already my cheeks hurt a little from smiling. Sadie had that effect on me, bigtime.She gave me her number, and then said, “Don’t send me a million texts a day professing your love, okay? I have enough of those guys in my life.”“Too many fans, huh?”She scoffed. “You’d think I was the professional fighter on the top ten sexiest list instead of you.”I ran my thumb over the bar top. I was desperate to touch her, but maybe I should stay away from the public displays. Negative press right now would be bad. “Those lists are rigged.”“Actually, I think your looks are rigged,” she said with a pointed look. “You deserved to be number one, not number four.”Somehow, it was touching that she knew my rank on those stupid things. “You mad about it? You could write to the editor, you know.”“Already did.” She took a cool sip of wine.“You gotta be up early tomorrow?” I leaned closer, so our arms brushed.“Yeah, but not for work. Why, you have something in mind?”“Thought you could come over to my place again,” I said.She sipped at her wine before responding. “I could be convinced.”“I doubt you need convincing.” I narrowed my eyes at her.“Oh, really?”“You came looking for me tonight,” I reminded her.She laughed low, leaning in to whisper hotly in my ear. “But you were here waiting for me.”Goosebumps flared on my forearms. “Finish your wine.”
BIO:
Ember Leigh has been writing erotic romance novels since she was far too young. A native of northern Ohio, she currently resides near Lake Erie with her Argentinean husband, where they run an Argentinian-American food truck. In addition to romance novels, Ember also writes travel memoirs and occasionally updates a couple of blogs. In her free time, she practices Ashtanga yoga, hops around the world, and eats lots of vegetables.
STALK ME!:
Website: http://www.emberleighromance.comFacebook: http://www.facebook.com/emberleighauthorTwitter: http://www.twitter.com/emberleighauthInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/emberleighauthor/Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/8045833.Ember_Leigh
Thanks so much for stopping by, Ember. :)
“My Little Secret” is an MMA erotic romance novella. I’ve been getting really into writing MMA romances recently, and this was one of the funnest ones yet. An interesting tidbit from the story: Sadie wears some bizarre octopus leggings in the early part of the book, and these are inspired by my own pair of bizarre octopus leggings. They are hilarious and freakishly real looking. The gaping octopus maw falls right where you’d expect…the crotch region! There’s nothing better than a pair of awkwardly accurate octopus leggings, I always say. And in Sadie’s case, they help her snag her celebrity dream crush! So just for future reference…always opt for the strange sea creature attire, when possible.Preorders are now available for this fantastic anthology, release date is November 14th! Over 20 steamy stories to make the upcoming holiday season a memorable one... BLURB:HAWKFocus is my middle name. But Sadie makes me forget why I’m in town, what I’m here to win, why it all matters. That alone should tell me to stay the hell away. But I need more of her, even though I know she’s hiding something from me.I’ll do anything to keep her by my side. Just how far I’ll go will be my little secret.SADIEI’ve had my eye on Hawk for a long time now. Let’s just call him my MMA celebrity dream lover. So when I find myself in Denver at the same time as him, at the same bar as him…I have to say hi. But I sure as hell shouldn’t take it any farther than that. Because he’s in town for one reason: to fight my brother in the biggest televised MMA match of the year.I can be good… Except I can’t.But maybe I can make Hawk my little secret.Preorder purchase links: https://www.amzn.com/B075FYJC7Phttps://itunes.apple.com/us/book/season-of-seduction/id1280498167https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/season-of-seduction-nicole-morgan/1127071455?ean=9781537847733https://www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/season-of-seduction-2
EXCERPT:
I zoned out, checking my phone occasionally as social media alerts lit up the screen. Lots of new comments on the teaser promo we’d released in advance of my big interview with Brute, my opponent here in Denver. He and I had an infamous rivalry going, something that enthralled fans but also irritated the fuck out of me. He constantly took shots at my personal life, accusing me of bogus shit. He seemed like an insecure little corndog. I didn’t even know the guy, but he came after me as if I’d fucked his sister. Some of these guys just lived on drama. He was newer to the fight scene, so maybe he was trying to make a splash. Or maybe just trying to compensate for a tiny dick.After I downed my last glass of water, I checked my phone again. Time for the sad truth. Sadie wasn’t here. Again. I fished my wallet out of my back pocket, so I could leave the bartender a nice tip for feeding me tap water all night. A hand slid over my shoulder, and I froze, goosebumps shivering up and down my back.“Hawk.”I blinked once, already knowing who it was. I turned slowly, hesitant to believe it. Sadie looked back at me, a wry smile on her face. I clenched my jaw to suppress the wave of relief that threatened my cool.“Look who it is.” I abandoned the search for my wallet, leaning back into my bar chair. “Little Miss Runaway.”She smirked, sliding onto the bar stool next to me. Her strawberry blonde hair was pulled into a loose bun, an off-the-shoulder sweatshirt visible beneath her parka. Like maybe she’d come here after the gym…or maybe after she’d thought better of it.“I told you, I had to leave that morning.” She flagged down the bartender, and I gobbled up the sight of her. Being next to her was like a drug. Every nerve ending in my body lit up. “I hoped I might find you here.”I bit my tongue before I could admit I’d been coming here exclusively hoping to see her. “Yeah, it’s my hangout now, I guess.”“How was training the next day?” She nudged me with her shoulder.“Hell.” I cracked a grin, trying not to let the memories of our night cloud my brain. I battled that enough already. “What about you? Did you make it to work?”“Barely. I think everyone in a mile radius could sense the sex glow.” The bartender arrived, and she ordered a glass of red wine.“Put it on my tab,” I said before the bartender walked away.She grinned. “That’s sweet.”“You better drink it fast,” I told her. “We don’t have much time.”Sadie lifted a perfectly sculpted brow. Certain expressions reminded me of the glossy models in magazines. She was beautiful in a conventional way, but even more beautiful in a way that I couldn’t even explain. “Why’s that?”“Bedtime’s coming soon.” I tapped a non-existent watch. “We’ve got a lot to do.”She didn’t look away from me as the bartender poured her glass of wine right in front of her. “We can’t finish that list all in one night.”“That’s okay. We’ve got plenty of nights left.” I draped my arm over the back of her chair. “Gotta use our time wisely. Might even have to start meeting up for dinner soon, too.”Sadie smiled furtively behind the lip of her wine glass. “That seems quite serious.”“It is.” I watched as she took a generous sip of wine. “I’m going to need your number.”“I like how you asked that,” she said, pinching her lips into a curious little smile. “You didn’t even ask at all.”“Should I rephrase?”“No. It’ll work.” She jerked her chin toward me. “Get out your phone, stud.”I couldn’t fight the grin as I fished out my phone. Already my cheeks hurt a little from smiling. Sadie had that effect on me, bigtime.She gave me her number, and then said, “Don’t send me a million texts a day professing your love, okay? I have enough of those guys in my life.”“Too many fans, huh?”She scoffed. “You’d think I was the professional fighter on the top ten sexiest list instead of you.”I ran my thumb over the bar top. I was desperate to touch her, but maybe I should stay away from the public displays. Negative press right now would be bad. “Those lists are rigged.”“Actually, I think your looks are rigged,” she said with a pointed look. “You deserved to be number one, not number four.”Somehow, it was touching that she knew my rank on those stupid things. “You mad about it? You could write to the editor, you know.”“Already did.” She took a cool sip of wine.“You gotta be up early tomorrow?” I leaned closer, so our arms brushed.“Yeah, but not for work. Why, you have something in mind?”“Thought you could come over to my place again,” I said.She sipped at her wine before responding. “I could be convinced.”“I doubt you need convincing.” I narrowed my eyes at her.“Oh, really?”“You came looking for me tonight,” I reminded her.She laughed low, leaning in to whisper hotly in my ear. “But you were here waiting for me.”Goosebumps flared on my forearms. “Finish your wine.”
BIO:
Ember Leigh has been writing erotic romance novels since she was far too young. A native of northern Ohio, she currently resides near Lake Erie with her Argentinean husband, where they run an Argentinian-American food truck. In addition to romance novels, Ember also writes travel memoirs and occasionally updates a couple of blogs. In her free time, she practices Ashtanga yoga, hops around the world, and eats lots of vegetables.
STALK ME!:
Website: http://www.emberleighromance.comFacebook: http://www.facebook.com/emberleighauthorTwitter: http://www.twitter.com/emberleighauthInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/emberleighauthor/Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/8045833.Ember_Leigh
Thanks so much for stopping by, Ember. :)
October 4, 2017
@WhitleyCoxBooks #SeasonOfSeduction #99Cents #Preorder #Anthology #Romanceanthology
Today I have Whitley Cox on my blog, talking about her contribution to the Season Of Seduction Anthology, Snowed In & Set Up.
Pre-Order your copy today for only 99cents!!!Releasing November 14th!Hey there, I’m Whitley Cox, author of contemporary erotic romance for the curious kink in all of us. I write beginner kink (nothing hardcore, just some sugar kink for the couple looking to spice things up in the bedroom) but with loads of laughs and an emotional roller coaster. I decided to write a Christmas book last year, but didn’t actually start writing it until this past spring. In all honesty, I wrote a Christmas story because I was told they sell like hotcakes and I would like my books to sell like hotcakes. But what I didn’t realize was how much I would enjoy writing the story (though it was a tad tough to write about a blizzard while the temperature continued to climb and summer hit like a roundhouse kick to the temple). But I fell in love with my characters, fell in love with the whimsy and cheer and I look forward to writing another Christmas story soon. I can’t really say where I got my “inspiration” for this particularly story, it just came to me and wouldn’t go away. Six lonely people, hoodwinked into spending Christmas together in a romantic snowy cabin with nothing but wine, mistletoe and cozy blankets, what more could you ask for at Christmas?
Blurb:
Christmas, a time when dreams come true, finds six lonely singles tricked into spending the holiday in a romantic cabin in the heart of Washington’s snowy Snoqualmie Pass.Dr. Will Colson, an ornery, overworked ER doctor, longs to get away and ignore the holiday, and Amber Roth, a feisty contractor with a chip on her shoulder, has a secret she’s kept for much too long. Then there’s Rowan Briggs, a talented chef who doesn’t know when to shut his trap, and brilliant author Juniper Davis, who’s almost given up on love. Entrepreneur Hunter Kingsley simply wants to fill her empty heart and go on an adventure, and finally, there’s Austin Masters, the nerdy scientist with a penchant for fire and a bumbling awkwardness that always lands him in a tight spot.Sparks fly and secrets are revealed during their five days together, but it’s more than holiday whimsy and the spirit of the season that have their hearts aflutter. This year, Christmas magic – and sizzling attraction – might lead them to their true love, who could be right in front of them, standing beneath the mistletoe.
Short excerpt:
He hummed and turned back to face her. “Hmmm. For starters, right.” He tilted his head to the side and captured her mouth with his. Her lips were soft and warm, and the way they drifted across his sent red-hot shards of longing coursing through his body. His tongue darted out, coaxing her to part her lips and grant him access. She did so willingly, allowing him to wedge his way inside, teasing her, toying with her in long, lascivious licks until he could feel her body relax beneath his touch, smell her reaction. It was visceral, primal. He wanted to dip his hand beneath her waistband and check to see if she was wet, too. What did she taste like? His cock had ached inside his jeans as he watched that delicious ass of hers swish back and forth earlier. He’d been a fucking goner the moment she turned her back on him. And now, tasting her, feeling her, he knew if he didn’t stop soon he would punch a hole right through his pants. Eventually, he pulled away. She whimpered in refusal, her hands tightening around his back. Her tight little fists gripped his shirt. Amusement flowed through him, and he laughed low and deep in his chest as he pulled her bottom lip between his teeth. She whimpered again, this time pressing her hips against him for a half a second. Oh, fucking Christ, the woman is going to kill me.Will swallowed, then looked down at her. “Even if Daisy didn’t match us . . . for the next five days, you’re mine, Little Red. Got it?” Then, leaning forward and deliberately brushing his bicep across her breast, he grabbed Operation, Risk,and Scrabble before heading back to the living room.
Bio:
A West Coast baby born and raised, Whitley is married to her high school sweetheart and together they have a spirited toddler and a fluffy dog. She spends her days making food that gets thrown on the floor, vacuuming Cheerios out from under the couch and making sure that the dog food doesn’t end up in the air conditioner. But when nap time comes, and it’s not quite wine o’clock, Whitley sits down, avoids the pile of laundry on the couch, and writes.A lover of all things decadent; wine, cheese, chocolate and spicy erotic romance, Whitley brings the humorous side of sex, the ridiculous side of relationships and the suspense of everyday life into her stories. With mommy wars, body issues, threesomes, bondage and role playing, these books have everything we need to satisfy the curious kink in all of us.
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Pre-Order your copy today for only 99cents!!!Releasing November 14th!Hey there, I’m Whitley Cox, author of contemporary erotic romance for the curious kink in all of us. I write beginner kink (nothing hardcore, just some sugar kink for the couple looking to spice things up in the bedroom) but with loads of laughs and an emotional roller coaster. I decided to write a Christmas book last year, but didn’t actually start writing it until this past spring. In all honesty, I wrote a Christmas story because I was told they sell like hotcakes and I would like my books to sell like hotcakes. But what I didn’t realize was how much I would enjoy writing the story (though it was a tad tough to write about a blizzard while the temperature continued to climb and summer hit like a roundhouse kick to the temple). But I fell in love with my characters, fell in love with the whimsy and cheer and I look forward to writing another Christmas story soon. I can’t really say where I got my “inspiration” for this particularly story, it just came to me and wouldn’t go away. Six lonely people, hoodwinked into spending Christmas together in a romantic snowy cabin with nothing but wine, mistletoe and cozy blankets, what more could you ask for at Christmas?
Blurb:
Christmas, a time when dreams come true, finds six lonely singles tricked into spending the holiday in a romantic cabin in the heart of Washington’s snowy Snoqualmie Pass.Dr. Will Colson, an ornery, overworked ER doctor, longs to get away and ignore the holiday, and Amber Roth, a feisty contractor with a chip on her shoulder, has a secret she’s kept for much too long. Then there’s Rowan Briggs, a talented chef who doesn’t know when to shut his trap, and brilliant author Juniper Davis, who’s almost given up on love. Entrepreneur Hunter Kingsley simply wants to fill her empty heart and go on an adventure, and finally, there’s Austin Masters, the nerdy scientist with a penchant for fire and a bumbling awkwardness that always lands him in a tight spot.Sparks fly and secrets are revealed during their five days together, but it’s more than holiday whimsy and the spirit of the season that have their hearts aflutter. This year, Christmas magic – and sizzling attraction – might lead them to their true love, who could be right in front of them, standing beneath the mistletoe.
Short excerpt:
He hummed and turned back to face her. “Hmmm. For starters, right.” He tilted his head to the side and captured her mouth with his. Her lips were soft and warm, and the way they drifted across his sent red-hot shards of longing coursing through his body. His tongue darted out, coaxing her to part her lips and grant him access. She did so willingly, allowing him to wedge his way inside, teasing her, toying with her in long, lascivious licks until he could feel her body relax beneath his touch, smell her reaction. It was visceral, primal. He wanted to dip his hand beneath her waistband and check to see if she was wet, too. What did she taste like? His cock had ached inside his jeans as he watched that delicious ass of hers swish back and forth earlier. He’d been a fucking goner the moment she turned her back on him. And now, tasting her, feeling her, he knew if he didn’t stop soon he would punch a hole right through his pants. Eventually, he pulled away. She whimpered in refusal, her hands tightening around his back. Her tight little fists gripped his shirt. Amusement flowed through him, and he laughed low and deep in his chest as he pulled her bottom lip between his teeth. She whimpered again, this time pressing her hips against him for a half a second. Oh, fucking Christ, the woman is going to kill me.Will swallowed, then looked down at her. “Even if Daisy didn’t match us . . . for the next five days, you’re mine, Little Red. Got it?” Then, leaning forward and deliberately brushing his bicep across her breast, he grabbed Operation, Risk,and Scrabble before heading back to the living room.
Bio:
A West Coast baby born and raised, Whitley is married to her high school sweetheart and together they have a spirited toddler and a fluffy dog. She spends her days making food that gets thrown on the floor, vacuuming Cheerios out from under the couch and making sure that the dog food doesn’t end up in the air conditioner. But when nap time comes, and it’s not quite wine o’clock, Whitley sits down, avoids the pile of laundry on the couch, and writes.A lover of all things decadent; wine, cheese, chocolate and spicy erotic romance, Whitley brings the humorous side of sex, the ridiculous side of relationships and the suspense of everyday life into her stories. With mommy wars, body issues, threesomes, bondage and role playing, these books have everything we need to satisfy the curious kink in all of us.
Stalk me links: Website: WhitleyCox.comFacebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/CoxWhitley/Blog: https://whitleycox.blogspot.ca/Twitter: @WhitleyCoxBooksInstagram: @CoxWhitleyFacebook Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/234716323653592/Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Whitley-Cox/e/...Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show...Bookbub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/whitl...
Buy-link for boxed set Books2read.com/season-of-seduction Thanks so much for stopping by, Whitley. :)
