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August 4, 2016
Cam (Wounded Heroes #2)
Cam (Wounded Heroes #2) by Ava Manello
Coming soon to a Kindle near you.
Fate’s been cruel to Sara Kennedy. Not once, but twice, her future has been altered by the turn of a card. Believing she’s been abandoned by everyone she cares for, and barely holding on to her sanity, she finds herself caught up in a battle of wills between two men.
Luckily for her one of them is Cam. He vows to keep her safe from harm. Little do they know how hard that promise will be to keep. With no hope of escape Cam calls on Declan and his fellow Wounded Heroes for assistance.
What follows is a crazy, violent adventure that could cost them all their lives. But then, these are the Wounded Heroes, and they’ve never shied away from a conflict before.
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January 30, 2016
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March 31, 2015
Excerpt from Declan (Wounded Heroes #1) by Ava Manello
PrologueThe touch of my fingers sends a small tremor through her. I try to keep the massage firm, yet tender. I can already see some of the tension leaving her body. She groans as I knead the hard knot at the base of her neck. This past week has been a living nightmare for all of us, but especially her and the stress has really knotted her neck and shoulders.
My hands leave her skin for a moment as I reach for more body lotion. She moans in protest. There’s a delicate hint of coconut in the air as I warm it in my hands before applying it at the base of her spine.
I knead up and down her back, leaving a trail of warmth where I’ve passed. I can feel my cock twitching in my tight boxer briefs, begging to be let loose. It’s been too long since I allowed myself that particular pleasure. After everything that’s happened I wasn’t sure it would show interest in sex again, I’m pleased that it is, but I can’t. Not here. Not now.
Georgia is laying face down underneath me, dressed only in skimpy briefs so that I can massage her back. My legs are astride hers and I’m pretty sure she can feel my cock pushing against her. She says nothing though.
How the fuck did I find myself here? On this bed and in this position? This is my friend’s widow for fucks sake. I need to show him some respect. I need to remember the man that he was, not the shell he had become. He sank so low that there was no coming back. That’s why I’m here. We buried him today, so the last place I should be right now is in his widow’s bed.
I couldn’t ignore Georgia’s scream though as she’d woken from a nightmare, or the fat tears rolling down her face. She’s too young to be a widow; she’s not even forty. She has her whole life ahead of her. I’d consoled her by drawing her into my arms, sitting on the edge of the bed and pulling her close. She’d whimpered when my hand touched her back. The downside of living with Max for these past few months had been the abuse. She may have outgrown most of the bruises but the residual pain was still there.
I’d offered her a back rub in my innocence, and that’s how I came to find myself here now, sitting on top of her and desperately begging my cock to go back into its usual state of stupor.
There’s something sensuous about caressing a woman’s skin, and it’s turning me on. As awful as it sounds it helps that I can’t see Georgia’s face. I couldn’t do this if I looked her in the eye. I need to just pretend she’s some anonymous stranger if I’ve any chance of getting through the rest of this night.
Georgia moans as I release a particularly deep knot in her shoulder, but it sounds more like a moan of passion than relief.
“Declan,” she pleads. “I need you. I need this.” She whimpers.
“I can’t.” I whisper back. “I can’t do it to Max.” I apologise.
“Fuck Max.” She hisses. “He didn’t give a shit about either of us these past few months. I need this.” She pauses. “And from the feel of your cock digging into my ass you need it too.” She reasons.
She’s right. I do need it. But I can’t.
“I can’t look you in the eye.” I apologise.
“Then don’t.” She reasons. She reaches down behind her, pulling her almost non-existent underwear down and raising her ass slightly. I can see her glistening pussy. She’s wet for me and I know for sure that my cock is hard for her.
I dismiss the guilt from my mind and release myself from my boxer shorts. Without allowing myself time to think about it I push into her. Fuck! That feels so good. It feels so tight and deep. I pause for a moment just enjoying the sensation, and Georgia lets out a loud groan of satisfaction.
“That feels fucking amazing.” She almost purrs.
Slowly I move in and out of her, each time it feels like I’ve gone deeper than the last. Her legs are trapped together between mine by her shoved down underwear and her ass is gripping tightly to my cock as I move in and out.
She moves a hand to caress my leg. I stop her by holding her arms down. From the satisfied moans she’s making, it’s clear she likes that. Her face is almost hidden in the mattress, the pillow already tossed aside. She’s got short hair, I want to grab hold of it and pull her head back each time I push into her, but it’s too short for that. It’s just long enough to hide her face, and that’s probably a good thing. If I saw her face right now I suspect my cock would deflate faster than a popped balloon.
The only sounds in the room are the slap of flesh against flesh as my movements become stronger as do our mutual groans of pleasure. I slap her ass sharply, and when she doesn’t protest I do it again. She’s pushing her ass back up against me, silently begging for more. I give it to her.
That’s when it all goes to shit. I’m having the best sex I’ve had in months, fuck it I’m having the only sex I’ve had in months, when I hear it.
A car backfires outside and I lose it. Suddenly I’m not in this suburban bedroom; I’m back in Afghanistan the day it happened. I can feel the heat, taste the sand in my mouth, and hear the screams of the other guys.
I snap out of it, just in time. My hands are round Georgia’s neck and I’m strangling her. She can barely breathe, let alone make a sound and her face is going a shade of purple. I release my hands quickly.
Georgia draws in a deep gulping breath of air before collapsing back down to the mattress and taking shallow breaths.
“What the fuck!” She croaks, her voice barely there and raspy.
What do I say; how the fuck do I explain the nightmare that I live constantly? I can’t. Instead I do the most dick move possible. I pull out of her and rush from the room without explanation.
Within minutes my bag is packed and I’m gone. Driving to an unknown destination in the dark of the night. I didn’t even say I was sorry.
I’m not sure where to go so I just drive. I’m not fit to be around normal people. Something broke in me out in Afghanistan, and I’m not sure I can ever be mended.
So I drive, and wait to see where the road takes me.
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March 29, 2015
New Release: Declan (Wounded Heroes #1) by Ava Manello
Book: Declan
Series: Wounded Heroes #1
Genre: Military/Suspense Romance
Author: Ava Manello
Cover: Margreet Assleburgs
Hosted by:Francessca’s Romance Reviews
Synopsis
War almost destroyed them, but they survived thanks to their brother in arms Declan.
Coming home wasn’t as sweet as they’d hoped, lives had moved on without them. For one it was all too much.
United by grief and angered by injustice the Wounded Heroes vow to always be there for each other.
Little do they know that’s going to come sooner rather than later.
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About The Author
Passionate reader, blogger, publisher, and author. I love nothing more than helping other Indie authors publish their books be that reviewing, beta reading, formatting or proofreading,
I love erotic suspense that’s well written and engages the reader, and I love promoting the heck out of it over on my book blog.
I’m a mother, but most of all I’m me!
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Other Books by Ava
Strip Teaser
Naked Nights #1
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Strip Back
Naked Nights #0.5
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Amazon AU
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The Black Basque
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The Non Adventures of Alice the erotic author
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Severed Series
Severed Angel
Severed MC #1
Purchase Links
Amazon UK
Amazon USA
KOBO
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iTunes
Carnal Desire
Severed MC #2
Purchase Links
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KOBO
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iTunes
Severed Justice
Severed MC #3
Purchase Links
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Amazon USA
KOBO
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iTunes
Carnal Persuasion
Severed MC #4
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February 3, 2015
Cover Reveal: Declan (Wounded Heroes #1) by Ava Manello
Title: Declan
Series: Wounded Heroes #1
Author: Ava Manello
Cover By: Margreet Asselbergs
Hosted by: Francessca’s Romance Reviews
Synopsis
War almost destroyed them, but they survived thanks to their brother in arms Declan.
Coming home wasn’t as sweet as they’d hoped, lives had moved on without them. For one it was all too much.
United by grief and angered by injustice the Wounded Heroes vow to always be there for each other.
Little do they know that’s going to come sooner rather than later.
About the Author
Passionate reader, blogger, publisher, and author. I love nothing more than helping other Indie authors publish their books be that reviewing, beta reading, formatting or proofreading,
I love erotic suspense that’s well written and engages the reader, and I love promoting the heck out of it over on my book blog.
I’m a mother, but most of all I’m me!
Stalk Me
Other Books by Ava
Strip Teaser
Naked Nights #1
Purchase Link
Barnes & Noble
Kobo
Amazon UK
Amazon USA
Strip Back
Naked Nights #0.5
Purchase Links
Amazon CA
Amazon AU
Amazon UK
Amazon USA
The Black Basque
Purchases Link
The Non Adventures of Alice the erotic author
Purchase Links
Severed Series
Severed Angel
Severed MC #1
Purchase Links
Amazon UK
Amazon USA
KOBO
Barnes & Noble
iTunes
Carnal Desire
Severed MC #2
Purchase Links
Amazon UK
Amazon USA
KOBO
Barnes & Noble
iTunes
Severed Justice
Severed MC #3
Purchase Links
Amazon UK
Amazon USA
KOBO
Barnes & Noble
iTunes
Carnal Persuasion
Severed MC #4
PURCHASE LINKS
Amazon UK
Amazon USA
iTunes
KOBO
Barnes & Noble
January 21, 2015
Ava Manello Newsletter
I realised that although I spend a lot of time on Facebook, it’s not necessarily where all of my readers hang out so I’ve decided to do a monthly newsletter with a bit of a difference.
Each month I’ll choose a random winner from the list of existing subscribers to win some swag from me, so it doesn’t matter if you sign up as one of the earliest subscribers or one of the newest, you’re in with a chance.
I read a lot of books by some pretty great authors so each month I’ll run a competition on the newsletter where you can win a book by my featured author, I’ll be gifting the books myself via Amazon Kindle. It will be easy entry via Rafflecopter to keep it fair. I’ll spotlight the author and let you know why I love their books.
I’m hoping to have some fun and games in there as well as letting you know what’s going on in Ava land, be that book signings, takeovers, new releases and the rest.
You can sign up for the newsletter here.
January 16, 2015
Extract: Strip Back by Ava Manello
I stand in the bathroom doorway, watching Christy. I love watching her. She’s oblivious to my presence. Her head is thrown back, a look of absolute bliss on her face as the water falls on her long, dark tresses before cascading down her back.
Stealthily I move closer, not wanting to draw attention to my presence. I’m enjoying the view far too much to end it just yet. I move closer, staying silent so as not to disturb her.
Through the glass of the shower screen I can see her naked outline. I know she hates it when I stare; she’s too conscious of her lumps and bumps as she calls them. I don’t see them; instead I see pure perfection. I am mesmerized by the rise and fall of her voluptuous breasts. I watch a trail of water caress her breast, skirting around her nipple, then trailing down over the swell of her stomach, and down. It stays on its path, moving down the curve of her hip, and down her thigh. I love those long legs of hers, whether they’re clad in stockings or simply wrapped around me in bed. I watch as the water makes it’s final journey and reaches her knee. Fuck. I’ve made my mind up. I want her. I need her now. My cock is hard as a rock, needing to feel her body against mine.
I step out of my boxers, making my way closer to the shower. The cold air from the door opening startles Christy, but when she sees it’s me she relaxes again. The smile that I love spreads over her lips, lighting up her face as she beckons me in with an outstretched finger. I don’t hesitate, needing to be with her.
She draws me in until we’re both under the blast of hot water. Fuck! How the hell can she stand it this hot? She’s a self-confessed shower tart. She’d be happy to spend all day under the warm stream if I’d let her.
Christy moves for the shower gel, turning me around to lather my back. The slow, sensual stroke of her hands feels so good. The tension starts to leave my shoulders and body.
I turn and lean in to gently nip at her neck, while her hands move behind me to massage my ass. She let’s out that little moan that gets me every time. My erection pushes itself into her stomach, wanting in on the action. Laughing quietly she moves a hand around to my front, taking a firm hold of my cock. Shit, that feels so good. She squeezes lightly, massaging up and down my length. Her soap covered hands so soft and slick against me.
I move my head to her breasts, drawing my tongue over her already erect nipple. With the water cascading over my head and shoulders my teeth graze over her nipple, causing her to tighten her grip. Fuck me. I need to be in her. Now.
I turn her quickly so she’s facing the wall. Knowing what I want she braces her hands on the shower tiles, pushing her ass out to me. I caress the perfect globes of her ass with my calloused fingers, digging in to leave an imprint.
Trailing my fingers between her legs, I can feel Christy’s already wet for me. Thrusting a finger inside her, I cherish the moan that escapes her lips. She pushes her ass further back at me, a silent plea for me to get on with it.
I want to make this moment last, but my cock has other ideas. Removing my fingers I thrust deep inside her. I groan in satisfaction. This is my favorite place, deep inside her, cocooned in her warmth. I hold still, wanting to enjoy the moment as her internal muscles squeeze me firmly, but she has other ideas. She moves against me, bucking her hips and setting the pace. I sense that she needs it hard and fast today, no tender love making. Who am I to deny her?
The water continues to cascade over our bodies as we fuck hard and rough. That’s what this is. Pure, animalistic fucking. God, I love fucking her. When we’re together like this everything feels right, like it was always meant to be.
She’s close, so fucking close I can feel it. I reach for her clit; flicking it viciously. Her resulting orgasm squeezing my cock so tightly I struggle to hold back myself. I thrust as deeply as I can, finding my own release, letting my hot seed fill her.
I am in love this woman, the words are on the tip of my tongue to tell her, but I hold back. Unsure if the emotion is shared, if I’m nothing more than a good fuck to her. I’ve made mistakes in the past, revealed my feelings too soon, and had them thrown back in my face. I need to take my time here. I don’t want to be made a fool of again.
My legs are like jelly, but I draw her to me, holding her close. We take our time slowly washing each other down, and enjoying each others bodies, before we head back to my bedroom where we fall asleep spooning each other, naked flesh against naked flesh.
I wake suddenly, and the cold hard realization that this was just a dream hits me. She is gone. I’m alone. The sorrow of my loss hits me harder each time I have the dream, and remember how much she meant to me.
(c) Ava Manello 2014
December 22, 2014
New Release: Carnal Persuasion by K. T. Fisher & Ava Manello
Book: Carnal Persuasion
Series: Severed MC #4
Author: KT Fisher & Ava Manello
Genre: MC
Cover Design: Margreet Asselbergs
Cover Model: Asher Collins
Cover Photographer: Richard Hunter of RIHUPHOTO
Hosted by: Francessca’s Romance Reviews
Synopsis
The fourth instalment in the Severed MC series finds Cowboy wrestling with his demons. Can he go on, or is he too broken after everything he’s endured?
Meanwhile the citizens of Severed are caught up in a war, and it’s down to Severed MC to try and save them.
This book is going to blow your mind.
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Other books in this series:
Severed Angel (Severed MC#1)
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Carnal Desire (Severed MC#2)
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Severed Justice (Severed MC#3)
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About the Authors
KT Fisher
I love reading, it’s my favourite hobby. I’ve always had ideas for my own books packed into my head so I thought I would write them out for people to enjoy.
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Ava Manello
Passionate reader, blogger, publisher, and author. I love nothing more than helping other Indie authors publish their books be that reviewing, beta reading, formatting or proofreading,
I love erotic suspense that’s well written and engages the reader, and I love promoting the heck out of it over on my book blog.
I’m a mother, but most of all I’m me!
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