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Thursday Tasters: Cheerleaders in Heat by @SexyMuffyWilson and @LaurenceChrissy ~ Eroco-Excerpt

It is  A Taste of Thursday  and so with that, here is a little taste of Cheerleaders in Heat. Be sure to visit all the  authors today . Remember that today, Cheerleaders in Heat is still available on Amazon Countdown for the sale price of $1.99  here .

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As soon as Juan returned home, he contacted Cherie via email. She heard the incoming tone she assigned to him right away. When she was home, she never wanted to miss his contact.  So their computer sessions began and had gone longer and longer, and she had grown more and more drawn to him. Of course, two sensuous adults could not be expected to visit after midnight each evening without their sexuality creeping into the sessions.That night, in his deep, slightly-accented English, Juan convinced her to strip for him, and she had gotten so hot and bothered during the process she told him what she had done in the ladies room of the Palme d’Or. He convinced her to masturbate for him, now on camera, just like she had in the ladies room at the restaurant, bringing herself to orgasm. That had Juan sizzling—but he refused to go any further, saying that when he came, it would be with her—not on video. He told her that she was to come to his apartment the next night so they could relax and ‘get to know one another’ in a more relaxed environment. Cherie slept restlessly knowing what was to come the next night. She was anxious, eager, thrilled and she knew that the anticipation would have her wet all the following day until she was with him once more.
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So, tonight she was going to his place, anticipating a searing sexcapade. Stripped, Cherie stepped into a steamy shower and lathered herself with Chanel No. 5 body bath. As she ran the bubbling scent over her breasts her nipples bloomed and she began to caress them. So sexually charged by her own touch was Cherie that she slid her right hand down to her swollen clit and began the pleasant ritual of bringing herself to climax. She had become adept at masturbation over the past couple of years, and was beginning to believe no man could elicit the thrill from her that she could give to her own self. Her breathing grew heavier, and she bucked against her hand and began to moan. Her fingers were like tiny tongues, lapping at her pussy, tormenting her swollen lips and she started to grind as her pussy demanded more. Finally, she started to shudder as she exploded into a thousand firecrackers, her hips jerking wildly, pushing greedily into her hand burying her fingers to the knuckle inside her volcanic core ending with screams of “Yes. Yes. Yes!”
She recovered quickly, finished bathing, dried herself and slathered on Chanel No. 5 Body Lotion. She was so charged with desire and anticipation; she almost jerked herself off again before getting dressed. In the interest of time and wanting to get her hands on the delicious Juan Allegro, she passed on further self-indulgence, and carefully made her face up, pulled her most delicate black thong with rose buds and side ties over her rounded hips, stepped into a tiny slip of a black dress and sprayed herself lightly with Chanel No. 5 Perfume. She took a moment to admire herself in the full-length mirror on the back of her bedroom door, thanking the genetic gifts she had been granted—nodding at the length and exquisite shape of her legs, she tossed her red, curly mane and set out to get perfectly laid. Buy Link
Cheerleaders in heat is reminiscent of the finest in Erotica, from Terry Southern in "Candy", through Hustler's "letters to the editor" by Flynt in the '70's and 80's. Humor and heat, all tumbling together in a wild sensuous ride, with all the thrills, turns, unexpected dips and curls of a wild amusement park roller coaster. If you enjoy contemporary erotic reading. I would recommend enthusiastically and without reservation.~ Roger Dunn
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Leslie's Dilemma by Daily Hollow @daily_hollow ~ Release Blitz

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Leslie Montgomery is a wild woman. She enjoys partying, playing pool, and the occasional anonymous fling. Content with her life, she has absolutely no plans to settle down.Then, after a night of heavy drinking, Leslie wakes up in bed with the beautiful and mysterious Gretchen. In denial over her attraction to women, Leslie starts seeing Stanley, a handsome man she once had a one-night stand with. When she signs up for an exercise class taught by Gretchen, it becomes increasingly difficult for Leslie to deny her feelings.
Complicating matters, Leslie begins to develop feelings for Stanley. He's pleasant to be around, funny, and drives a kick-ass car! Stanley had also had his heart broken on a few occasions, at times making Leslie feel guilty.
A comedy of errors arises as she goes on dates with Stanley, while continuing to hang out with Gretchen. She struggles to keep her love interests a secret from her friends.Leslie must make a decision between the easy-going, hardworking man who adores her and the fascinating woman she has begun to crave. Sexy Stanley or gorgeous Gretchen: who will Leslie choose?
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"Damn, that's three straight," Donna said as Leslie made an incredible bank shot on the eight ball to finish the match.
Leslie smiled. Since it was a week night, she and Donna were the only two left at the bar. It was Donna who had hooked her up with the fake ID, and Donna who'd given her the Johnny Archer Scorpion pool cue as a birthday gift."I guess I owe you another shot," Donna said as she made her way toward the bar. Leslie enjoyed hanging around her. Not only was she pretty good at pool, she drove a bad-ass Harley, and could drink most guys under the table."I guess I can handle one more," Leslie said. Though her apartment was only a mile away, and she carried a blade and two bottles of mace, Leslie wasn't too keen on walking home alone. Especially shitfaced. As though she had read her mind, Donna offered Leslie a ride when she returned with their drinks—a ride Leslie gladly accepted."Here's to the best pool player in all of Cary," Donna said, holding up her glass."Here's to the craziest bitch in all of North Carolina," Leslie replied, then downed the drink. She closed her eyes as the whiskey burned its way down her throat."Let's get outta here," Donna said. Leslie grabbed her cue and followed her friend out the door. Leslie admired the array of tattoos that covered Donna's toned body like a map. She found one particular tattoo on her shoulder fascinating. It was of a raven strangling Bugs Bunny with its long, sharp talons. Leslie always wanted to ask her what she had against Bugs.Once they reached Donna's Harley, she handed Leslie a helmet. She sucked in a breath when Donna reached out and wiped a few strands of hair from her bangs.Donna smiled. "All that beautiful hair shouldn't be falling in your eyes. It would make for a very uncomfortable ride."Leslie remained frozen as Donna slowly brushed her hair back. She wanted to pull away, but her feet remained grounded. Leslie gasped when Donna grabbed a fist full of hair, then yelled out when her friend tugged hard enough to tilt her head."You don't even know how beautiful you are, do you?" Donna whispered.Leslie didn't answer. She felt like a deer in headlights. Donna's brown eyes were filled with lust, her dyed blonde hair and dark roots shining under the lamp light.Leslie's breathing increased as Donna's face slowly made its way toward hers. Leslie wanted to break free and run but was unable to move. Her face flushed as a tingling sensation vibrated deep in her sex.What's happening?"You ever been with a woman?" Donna asked. Her voice was raspy, yet sexy. Her breath smelled of cigarettes and whisky. Leslie swallowed several times before shaking her head."I always liked you," Donna purred.Leslie again closed her eyes as Donna ran her fingers under her chin. Her arms broke out in goose bumps, while her legs shook."Can I kiss you?"Leslie wanted to say yes.I'm not a lesbian!"Please say yes," Donna said. Leslie let out a small squeal when Donna's long nails gently caressed her throat. "Pretty please," she whispered, her nails were now trailing along Leslie's cleavage.Leslie shifted her body as electricity shot through her sex. "I'm not…a lesbian," she managed to say."But I am," Donna said.Leslie moaned when the other woman lightly flicked her nipple."Your nipples are so hard, Leslie. Surely you want me as badly as I want you?"Leslie blinked. "Donna, you're my friend.""I know," she said, her breath hitching. "But I really want to be your lover."Leslie closed her eyes. Donna now had her entire hand inside her bra.Leslie moaned. "But you're a woman."Donna massaged her breast."Please, Donna, don't," Leslie panted, though her body was begging for more.Donna grinned. "Are you sure?"Leslie wasn't. In fact, Leslie wasn't sure about much of anything. Her body felt as though it was about to explode."Do I not make you feel good? I think I do. Really good."Leslie shook her head. She was both aroused and confused. One moment Leslie was laughing, playing pool, drinking, and having fun—then suddenly she was being groped in the parking lot by her close friend."Kiss me," Donna whispered.Leslie closed her eyes and tilted her head forward. Donna's lips were surprisingly soft. Leslie's legs nearly gave out when Donna's tongue slid between her lips. She had once smelled the Jack Daniels and Marlboros on Donna's breath, now Leslie was tasting them.Leslie pulled back when Donna's hand went up her skirt. "What are you doing?""Don't you want me to fuck you?" Donna whispered.Leslie blinked several times, then stepped back. She took a few breaths, trying to gather her bearings."No," Leslie said. She then shook her head. "No," she repeated. "I thought we were just going to kiss."Donna took a step forward. She was breathing hard, her eyes gleaming, her small but firm breasts straining against her tight tube top. "I want to fuck you against my Harley."Author Bio:
     Daily Hollow is an erotic romance writer residing in the Carolinas. He is married, has a young son, three dogs, two rats, and two cats. He has had anthologies published in the Tie Me Up and My Kinky Valentine anthologies. His recently released story, Eve's Daisy, spent a brief moment in Amazon's top 100 and Amazon UK's top 20. In addition to Leslie's Dilemma, Daily's short story, "A Night of Firsts" (also published with Fireborn)

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REDEMPTION ROAD by Ms. Katie Ashley @katieashleyluv ~ the New York Times Bestselling author of Vicious Cycle

REDEMPTION ROAD (Vicious Cycle, #2)by
KATIE ASHLEYReleased: October 6, 2015Add to Goodreads

  SYNOPSIS:
The New York Times bestselling author of Vicious Cycle plunges readers into a world of danger and desire in her newest in the Vicious Cycle motorcycle club romance series.
Looking for a walk on the wild side, Annabel Percy, the daughter of a powerful politician, starts dating a biker she knows is completely wrong for her. But she finds herself living a nightmare when she’s kidnapped and transported into a hell on earth she never could have imagined.
Born and bred into the Hells Raiders MC, Nathaniel “Reverend” Malloy lives and dies for his brothers. But when he becomes the unexpected savior of a rival club’s captive, Rev makes it his personal mission to nurse Annabel back to health—and to shelter her from the nightmares that torment her.
Once Annabel heals, she’s stunned to realize she is falling for the seductive man who saved her. Faced with their impossible attraction, can she accept the life he leads, or will Rev walk away from the only life he’s ever known for the woman he was never supposed to love?
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“What are you doing?”“Getting you into the shower.” At what must’ve been my skeptical expression, he added, “It’s the fastest way to get you warm.”“I see,” I murmured.He made quick work of turning on the water and testing it with his fingers. When it seemed to his satisfaction, he turned back to me. I still sat on the toilet, shivering and trembling.We stared at each other for a moment. Rev jerked a hand through his hair. “Yeah, uh, I guess I better let you get in now.”When he started to go, I grabbed his arm. “Wait. I need help getting out of this dress.”His eyes flared at my request. It wasn’t a come-on in disguise. I had needed the help of one of our maids earlier tonight to get it zipped. Instead of asking me to stand up, Rev bent over my back, bringing his hands to the zipper. Slowly, he tugged it down. As the front gaped open, I didn’t bother trying to cover myself.Rev’s hands momentarily faltered, and when I looked up, I met his gaze, which was staring at my bare breasts. I hadn’t needed to wear a bra because of the tight-fitting bodice. He cleared his throat several times, then tugged the zipper the rest of the way down.There was not a doubt in my mind, heart, or body about how much I wanted him. I knew he expected me to want to take things slow in the sex department, but that’s not how I felt. Regardless of the ghosts of the past, I wanted him more than I had ever wanted any man. I wanted him to be the one who proved to me that sex was physically and emotionally safe. That it could be a loving act between two consenting people.But with the roller coaster of feelings rocketing through me, it was more about an all-consuming lust and desire.When Rev stepped back from me, I rose to my feet. The dress slid down my body and pooled at my feet, leaving me in only my panties. Both empowerment and vulnerability raced through me.“Rev, I want you to look at me.” He shook his head and kept his gaze on the floor. “I said I want you to look at me,” I repeated.“That’s not what this is about. It’s about you getting warm before you catch pneumonia,” he countered.“I could care less about getting sick. Right now what I care about is seeing the man I love want me sexually. To look at me like he wants to devour me.”His eyes, which burned with lust and unfilled desire, snapped to mine. “How can you ever doubt even for a second how I feel about you?”I threw my hands up. “Because I’m standing practically naked before you and you won’t fucking look at me!”“We’re both teetering at the edge of uncharted territory. After everything you’ve been through, I would rather die than hurt you.” “You hurt me more when you won’t look at me or touch me,” I protested.With an agonized sigh, Rev finally allowed his gaze to rake down my body. There was no feeling of embarrassment or inadequacy. Just the look on his face warmed me from head to toe. “You’re so beautiful,” he murmured.Tears stung my eyes from his adoration. “I am?” I questioned. He smiled. “Every inch of you.”
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Katie Ashley is a New York Times, USA Today, and Amazon Best-Selling author. She lives outside of Atlanta, Georgia with Olivia and her two very spoiled dogs. She has a slight obsession with Pinterest, The Golden Girls, Harry Potter, Shakespeare, Supernatural, Designing Women, and Scooby-Doo.
With a BA in English, a BS in Secondary English Education, and a Masters in Adolescent English Education, she spent 11 1/2 years educating the Youth of America aka teaching MS and HS English until she left to write full time in December 2012.
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One With the Darkness by Susan Squires @susansquires ~ Another New Release from Susan Squires!!

BOOK INFORMATIONTITLE – One With the Darkness SERIES – The Companion Series AUTHOR – Susan Squires GENRE – Regency Paranormal Romance PUBLICATION DATE – October 6, 2015 LENGTH – 341 pages PUBLISHER – Independent COVER ARTIST – Rebecca Poole, Dreams2Media BOOK SYNOPSISNew York Times bestselling author Susan Squires invites you into the world of two lovers who share a seductive past and a dangerous desire…DIVIDED BY CENTURIESContessa Donnatella di Poliziano has power, beauty, and—as a vampire—eternal life. Her overwhelming regret is a mistake she made centuries ago when she chose not to transform her one true love, Jergan, into a vampire too. Donnatella’s choice has deprived her of the only true love she’s ever known. But just as all seems lost, the discovery of a 300-year-old note leads her to a gift left by her old friend, Leonardo da Vinci: a machine to take her back in time to rewrite the history of her heart…UNITED BY OTHERWORLDLY DESIREOnce back in time, Donnatella’s memory of the intervening years is lost. Yet when she sees the breathtaking barbarian slave, Jergan, from afar, she feels like she has always known him. The instant attraction she feels draws them together. For Donnatella, the romance is tantalizing, awakening a passion that feels both old and new. But as the two fall in love again, a new danger threatens to tear them apart. Now Jergan’s love for Donnatella will be tested in a most perilous way—and if he fails, the two lovers will be separated again…for eternity.“Squires combines extreme sensuality with dangerous drama.” —Romantic Times BOOKreviews “ONE WITH THE DARKNESS is one of the finest, innovative vampire novels I've read.”--Romance Junkies
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“Let me get your property, my lady,” the trader said. They turned to the back of the stall. Three men clustered round the straining barbarian, laughing as he tried to twist away. Blood dripped from his wrists where he had pulled against his shackles. He spat at them. It was his only means of defiance.Graccus wiped his face and laughed. “Oh, he’ll be a joy to break.”“I agree,” she said. The three yanked their gazes up, as did the barbarian. He flushed in shame. “Now unhand my new slave, sirs, so I may begin.”“What? But I am buying him for my brothel!”She waved the receipt scroll. “Too late.” Her She turned to the trader. “For the price I just paid, you can throw in a pair of shackles.” The trader nodded and clapped his hands. Slaves appeared with the required bindings. They unlocked the barbarian’s wrists from the poles and chained them behind his back before they released his feet. His ankles, too, were bloodied. Those green eyes stared at her, burning with intensity, as though he was still not sure what had just happened to him. Excitement churned inside her. This was the start of something—she didn’t know quite what. “Come quietly, slave,” she ordered, putting all the force of her personality behind her words, just shy of raising her Companion for compulsion. “You two—see that he does.” Two of Titus’s bodyguards nodded. Each took one of the slave’s arms and dragged him forward.“You knew I wanted him,” Graccus was saying. The trader only shrugged. He couldn’t have gotten two thousand dinars for a slave bound for a brothel.They pushed into the market throng. “There you are,” Titus called, hurrying over. Livia saw him frown as he registered the barbarian. “Livia Quintus, what is this? You’ve never purchased this creature!”“I have, Titus. He was a soldier, therefore skilled in martial arts. He even speaks Latin. He’ll be a perfect bodyguard.”“Livia, return him at once. This is no slave for a woman.”Livia turned to her new purchase, seeing him through Titus’s eyes. Bloody and sweating, he looked fierce, with those intense green eyes and all that hair. But he was the one she wanted. She knew that as certainly as she knew her own name. “Once we clean him up you won’t recognize him.”“He needs more than a bath to make him suitable.”“You were the one who suggested a bodyguard slave, and now that I’ve meekly done as you ask, you rail at me.”Titus rolled his eyes. “Meek? I would welcome meek.” Livia gestured her entourage forward. Titus sighed and fell in step. “I just hope you haven’t bitten off more than you can chew.”

 AUTHOR BIOSusan Squires is a New York Times bestselling author known for breaking the rules of romance writing. Whatever her time period, or subject, some element of the paranormal always creeps in. She has won multiple contests for published novels and reviewer's choice awards. Publisher's Weekly named Body Electric one of the year’s most influential mass market books and One with the Shadows a Best book of the Year. Time for Eternity, the first in the DaVinci time travel series, received a starred review from Publisher's Weekly.Susan has a Masters in English literature from UCLA and once toiled as an executive for a Fortune 500 company. Now she lives at the beach in Southern California with her husband, Harry, a writer of supernatural thrillers, and two very active Belgian Sheepdogs, who like to help her write by putting their chins on the keyboarddddddddddddddddddddddd.AUTHOR FOLLOW LINKSWEBSITEFACEBOOKTWITTERGOODREADSAMAZON AUTHOR PAGEMAILING LIST
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Juniper’s Princess by Chelsea O’Neal @ChelCOneal Release Blitz

BOOK INFORMATIONTITLE – Juniper’s Princess SERIES – Angel Crest Trilogy Book 1 AUTHOR – Chelsea O’Neal GENRE – Urban Fantasy/Paranormal Romance PUBLICATION DATE – July 2, 2013 LENGTH (Pages/# Words) – 256 pages 126,174 words PUBLISHER – Mirador Publishing COVER ARTIST – Mallory Rock’s Art  BOOK SYNOPSISDaniah is different, she always has been and now her dreams and visions of the future are increasing, she knows her life is changing. She just doesn't know by how much...Jaiden is different, but he knows why and he knows his responsibilities. He must find the savior of his race, the angel human half-breeds who are fighting a war for humanity's souls.If he can't convince Daniah she is more than just a little different - she is a princess of their people - they are all going to hell.Unfortunately Daniah doesn't have many reasons to trust Jaiden, especially when he is caught in a web of his own lies. In a world where half-breed angels walk among us, fighting an evil for our souls, Daniah must find the strength to become the princess we all need.Chelsea O'Neal has a unique voice in storytelling, threading the characters lives together intricately to give us a complex web of good versus evil in a world descending into chaos...BUY & TBR LINKS AMAZON KINDLE US AMAZON KINDLE CA AMAZON KINDLE UK AMAZON PAPERBACK BARNES & NOBLES NOOK BARNES & NOBLES PAPERBACK SMASHWORDS GOODREADS SHELFARI
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I round the corner to the living room and I see Trev lying on the sofa, asleep. I stop and stare; I’ve never noticed how incredibly handsome he is. I mean of course he is cute, but Jaiden is closer in age to me and I have hung out with him more than Trevor. I study him as he lies perfectly still, the only movement coming from him his chest raising and lowering with each breath.

He has strong features, a square jaw and smooth skin, with high cheekbones. His hair is short and mocha colored, his eyes, if they were open, are a stunning sky blue. Jaiden’s eyes are green, if I remember correctly. Trev is a little taller than J, probably six foot six or seven, and built.

He may be a Secret and not a Rector but we would be evenly matched if we were to fight. His chest is broad and muscular, his biceps are huge, and in the t-shirt he’s wearing it looks like they are trying to break free. The bottom hem of the t-shirt has ridden up and his skin is tanned and chiseled, with just a slight trail of hair disappearing under his jeans. While I’m staring at his abs, I notice his breathing has changed. I bring my gaze back to his face and he is looking at me in a demure, almost coy way. If I were to have been standing here checking out Jaiden his face would have been full of arrogance with a haughty smile, knowing he’s gorgeous of course. With Trev, he’s almost asking with his eyes if he is good enough.

“Um,” I say clearing my throat, feeling my face heat. “I knocked, but you didn’t answer, it was unlocked,” I say, gesturing at the door. “I’m early, so I thought I would just come over. I’m sorry to have woken you.”

I look down, feeling bad for not thinking of his need for sleep, he still has dark circles under his eyes. I should have walked back out instead of ogling him while he slept.

“Cord,” he says, waiting for me to look up. I finally meet his eyes and he continues. “It is okay, really, you don’t have to apologize.” He stands from the sofa. “I was just waiting for you, and I apparently fell asleep.”

For some reason my belly flutters when he says he was waiting for me. Don’t be stupid, I tell myself; of course he’s waiting for you, he told you to be here at four. I mentally chastise myself and answer him.

“Yeah, okay. Do you need help carrying anything?” I ask, trying to steer the conversation elsewhere.

“Nope, I’ll grab my bag and be right back, we can get going early,” he says, smiling at me then leaving the room.

I sit down on the sofa to wait for him, and sift through the feelings that are floating through me. I haven’t really noticed Trev before, he has always been around, but I have always been so focused on J that Trev never stood out. He sure does now. I feel my cheeks heat again and I duck my head to hide it even though I’m alone.

 AUTHOR BIOChelsea O'Neal lives in her fantasy world where people can fly, vampires could be real, money is never an issue and the romantic meeting of your true love is a normal happening. When not relaxing in Chelsea-ville, she enjoys talking with animals who talk back and taking long walks with her prince charming.Actually Chelsea lives in the United States in Nebraska, where she was born and raised, with her black lab Daisey, who hasn't spoken actual words to her but she is pretty sure Daisey understands her. She is yet to meet her prince charming, though she is quite sure he is out there. Chelsea enjoys working as a youth librarian. She is an avid reader and writing has always been her passion. Chelsea has written 3 novels and a novella, she is working on her next book now.AUTHOR FOLLOW LINKS AMAZON AUTHOR PAGE WEBSITE / BLOG FACEBOOK TWITTER GOOGLE+ PINTEREST GOODREADS SHELFARIThis blitz was organized & hosted by

Love in the Time of Murder by D.E. Haggerty @denaehaggerty ~ Book Blitz

Cozy MysteryDate Published: October 5, 2015


In Love in the Time of Murder, the Gray-Haired Knitting Detectives face their toughest case yet. Delilah, or Dee as she wishes everyone would just call her already, is the granddaughter of one of the knitting detectives and her life is in a bit of a shambles. She finally manages to pry herself away from her husband’s clutches, move out on her own, and start her own business. But then her estranged husband is found dead and she’s the number one suspect. The Gray-Haired Knitting Detectives aren’t about to let one of their own get sent to the slammer and jump at the chance to search for the true killer. As if Dee doesn’t have enough problems, the knitting detectives decide that Delilah being a widow is the perfect opportunity to find her a new man and decide to put their matchmaking skills to use. Will Dee end up in prison for a murder she didn’t commit or will she be taking another walk down the aisle?


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Everyone stops talking when I enter the kitchen. Oh great a confrontation. I do so love confrontations; especially when I’m dressed in sleep shorts and a tank top with no bra. It gives me no end of confidence to confront people with my boobs hanging out.
“You can hit Noel if it makes you feel better,” Izzy offers and Noel just shakes his head at her.I have no idea if she’s serious or not. “Um no, I don’t believe in violence.” Obviously.“Pick me. Pick me!” Jack shouts as jumps up and down with his hand raised in the air. “I would love to get my hands on Noel,” he says in a provocative voice and winks outrageously. I can’t help but laugh. Damien reaches over and smacks his hand down. “Behave or I’ll throw out your secret Ben & Jerry’s stash.”
“The grandmas scare you? They’re a bunch of old ladies that go to church and knit together. What’s scary about that?”Tommy shakes his head. “You have no idea what they’re capable of.” I shrug. Is he serious? “They put ex-lax in the brownies at church!”
I don’t like the way Tommy’s acting like a caveman, telling me I’m going to dance with him. And I really, really don’t like the way my hand tingles where he touches it and my belly warms as he pulls me to the dance floor.
Jack shakes his head at me. “You don’t know me yet but know this – I don’t lie. If I didn’t think you were beautiful, I’d be talking about your clothes. Which are atrocious by the way. You do know we have an employee discount, right?”
The detective shakes my kindle. “Why are you obsessed with true crime novels, Mrs. Clark?”I snort. “I also read shifter romance novels, but I’m pretty sure I’m not a werewolf.” And with that, I’m done. “Am I under arrest?”
“Shoot! I’m going to fry for Brock’s murder.”“Don’t be ridiculous,” Damien speaks for the first time. “They don’t use the electric chair in Oklahoma. It’s lethal injection.”
“Oh my gosh, this place is fancy,” gushes Martha as we walk in. She notices a few women working at desks behind the glass wall separating the waiting room from the main work floor. “Do you think there are any single gals working here? Bobby needs a wife.” Her eyes zoom in on the receptionist and she marches right on over to her. “Hi! I’m Martha. I’m a matchmaker. Are you single?”
The bouncer shakes his head. “Um no, I can’t let you in.” He points to Grandma and her posse. “They are instant boner killers. Not good for business, man.”Betty huffs. “You’re going to let in two gay men but not us?”He shrugs. “I don’t care if the gay dudes want to make a stripper sandwich. But the customers are going to run out of here like their asses are on fire the second this AARP bus arrives.”




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I was born and raised in Wisconsin, but think I’m a European (and have the EU passport to prove it!). After spending my senior year of high school in Germany, I developed a bad case of wanderlust that is yet to be cured. My flying Dutch husband and I have lived in Ohio, Virginia, the Netherlands, Germany and now Istanbul. We still haven’t decided if we want to settle down somewhere – let alone where. I’m leaning towards somewhere I can learn to surf even though the hubby thinks that’s a less than sound way to decide where to live. Although I’ve been a military policewoman, a commercial lawyer, and a B&B owner, I think with writing I may have finally figured out what I want to be when I grow up. That’s assuming I ever grow up, of course. Between playing tennis, running much slower than I would like, trying to adopt every stray dog within a 5-mile radius, traveling to exotic new locales, singing off tune, drinking entirely too many adult beverages, addictively watching new movies and reading books like they are going out of style, I write articles for a local expat magazine and various websites, review other indie authors’ books, write a blog about whatever comes to mind and am working on my seventh book.


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Pete Sebastian, Coach by Jean C. Joachim @jeanjoachim ~ Release Blitz

BOOK INFORMATIONTITLE – Pete Sebastian, Coach SERIES – First & Ten AUTHOR – Jean Joachim GENRE – Sports Romance PUBLICATION DATE – June, 2015 LENGTH (Pages/# Words) – 66,000 words – 220 pages PUBLISHER – Secret Cravings Publishing COVER ARTIST – Dawne Dominique  BOOK SYNOPSISPete Sebastian, Coach Bass to his team, thought he had his life under control until smart, alluring Jo Parker sashayed into a front office job with the Connecticut Kings. He locks horns with the beautiful female when she implements new ideas to clean-up the team’s rep. Was she there just to push him around or was she the one woman he’s been seeking?Struggling toward success in the man’s-man world of the NFL, Jo Parker has relied on her brains and determination to get ahead. But her new job at the Kings has one hurdle she hadn’t counted on – a sexy coach standing in her way. How can she kept her mind on her job when all she wants is to get closer, much closer, to the coach?Can Coach Bass handle a woman in the boardroom and bedroom? Can he keep his heart safe or will the revelation of a secret destroy his dreams, leaving him alone once more?Caution: Locker room language.BUY & TBR LINKSAMAZON KINDLE US – AMAZON KINDLE CA – AMAZON KINDLE UK AMAZON PAPERBACK – BARNES & NOBLES NOOK – ITUNES – GOODREADS EXCERPT

Pete stripped down to boxers and donned his running shorts. Not bothering with a shirt, he headed for the beach. There was no way he could get to sleep after his steamy encounter with Jo Parker. Running would clear his mind and calm his body.

He pulled an elastic with his house key on it over his wrist and left. As he walked down the path to the sand, he thought about Jo. Christ, I can’t stop thinking about her! Chilled by the night air, he started to run. He’d known she was sexy, but the way she had surrendered in his arms, well, surprised wasn’t the word. He never thought she’d fall without a major seduction. Flowers, candy, dinners out—now he could forget that. Next date would end in his bed.

Pete could hardly wait. Searching his memory, he couldn’t remember when he had been so turned on so quickly. She’d had him when she’d walked in wearing that sweater. Shit, I could barely keep my eyes or hands off her breasts. Lust had boiled up in his veins when she’d insisted on seeing his bedroom. Standing there with the sea on one side and alluring Jo Parker on the other, a foot from his bed, he could hardly control himself or ignore the protests from his dick.

CHARACTER BIOSPETE SEBASTIAN - Winning the Super Bowl is just the beginning for Coach Bass, as his team calls him. He walks on water, until his world gets turned upside down by a feisty female. When the new V.P. of Publicity turns out to be a gorgeous blonde, Pete is stopped in his tracks.Raising twin daughters alone after his wife took a powder, Pete has been too busy to be lonely. But now that his girls are off to college, loneliness has become his constant companion. Bed partners are easy to find, but the right woman, one who loves football almost as much as she loves him isn’t easy. So far, he has come up empty.With a beautiful woman in the office next door, Pete can hardly concentrate on preparing for training camp. All he wants to do is kiss Jo Parker, but she’s tucked away behind a professional demeanor and not going to play his game.Never one to throw in the towel, Pete has a strategy to win this woman who keeps one step ahead of him. Can the charming, sexy coach win the affections of the elusive Ms. Parker? Or his he destined to continue on playing a solo game?JO PARKER - Jo Parker is a woman who knows what she wants, right? She thinks she does. A successful woman in the man’s world of NFL front office, Jo has worked hard and taken lots of guff to rise to the level of vice president of publicity.Her new job at The Connecticut Kings presents a challenge. Not only does she have to clean up the reputation of a team that fired two players for domestic violence, but she has to resist the practically irresistible charms of the coach, Pete Sebastian.With her pug, Daisy, tucked under her arm, Jo takes Monroe and the Kings by storm. She rolls in, determined to send the players to anger management, to avoid further bad behavior. But they roadblock her at every step. And leading the resistance is the devastatingly handsome, Coach Bass.Chemistry and mutual attraction short-circuit Ms. Parker’s plans. She finds herself in unfamiliar waters, falling in love. But love is not in her plans. She doesn’t believe in Prince Charming and she’s not about to give up her independence for a roll in the hay.But loneliness and a hunger for love, born from a sterile childhood, draw her to the warmth and charm of Pete Sebastian. Will she be able to control her emotions, fight through their mutual attraction to focus on the job and only the job?
AUTHOR BIOJean Joachim is a best-selling romance fiction author, with books hitting the Amazon Top 100 list since 2012. The Renovated Heart won Best Novel of the Year from Love Romances Café. Lovers & Liars was a RomCon finalist in 2013. And The Marriage List tied for third place as Best Contemporary Romance from the Gulf Coast RWA. She was chosen Author of the Year in 2012 by the New York City chapter of Romance Writers of America.Married and the mother of two sons, Jean lives in New York City. Early in the morning, you’ll find her at her computer, writing, with a cup of tea, her rescued put, Homer, by her side and a secret stash of black licorice.AUTHOR FOLLOW LINKSAMAZON AUTHOR PAGE – WEBSITE – BLOG – FACEBOOK TWITTER – GOOGLE+ – PINTEREST – NETWORKED BLOGS – GOODREADS This event has been hosted & organized by

Her Immortal Viking by Adele Downs @Adele_Downs ~ Release Blitz

BOOK INFORMATIONTITLE – Her Immortal Viking AUTHOR – Adele Downs GENRE – Contemporary with Fantasy Elements PUBLICATION DATE – 2/24/2015 LENGTH (Pages/# Words) - 28,000 PUBLISHER – Boroughs Publishing Group  BOOK SYNOPSISHER IMMORTAL VIKING by Adele Downs Viking Warrior. Immortal Slave. Freed by Love.An original contemporary fairy tale inspired by Norse mythologyPenny pleads for divine intervention from overwork and mountainous debt one desperate, lonely night. She sings songs of praise, chants like a yogi, and rubs her belly like Buddha until the crystal charm on her navel shimmers, hoping to draw the attention of someone up there.From the place between heaven and earth, in the west beyond the seas, an immortal hears Penny’s cries. Once a fearless Viking warrior, Gunnar has been cast into eternal servitude by an angry god and made a Light Elf. While Penny sleeps, he comes to earth from Alfheim for a single night to complete her tasks. When she awakens and confronts him, the handsome immortal kisses her, sparking a night of forbidden passion. By dawn, the couple has fallen in love.Dark forces target Penny, seeking revenge for Gunnar’s earthly misdeeds. To protect his mortal lover, Gunnar takes up his sword to defend her. Though his strength and courage are unmatched, it might be the power of Gunnar and Penny’s love that saves them both.BUY & TBR LINKS AMAZON KINDLE US EXCERPT

He smoothed her hair and rubbed a thick tendril between his thumb and forefinger. “I am Gunnar.” He pronounced the name Goo-nar.

An emblem of the sun, surrounded by a circle, had been branded on the back of his powerful hand. Penny touched the scar while he held a length of her hair, recognizing Freyr’s sacred insignia from her textbooks. “The pain must have been excruciating.” Without thinking, she lifted the old wound to her mouth and laid kisses along its perimeter before pressing a kiss to the icon inside.

Tremors vibrated across her lips when they touched the ancient symbol and her body tingled with the contact. The brand grew warm and then hot against her mouth, though it did not burn. She ran her tongue over the thick scars to erase the heat, and then licked the center, finishing with a tiny swirl.

Gunnar’s gasp of surprise was the last thing she expected when she lifted her head. He released her hair and drew away.

“I’m sorry. I don’t know what got into me. Have I offended you?” She’d always been popular with men, and comfortable around them, but her behavior with Gunnar was bold, even for her. She sat up. “Am I under some kind of spell?”

Gunnar shook his head. “I used my powers to heal you, but your free will remains intact.”

She searched his face for clues about what to do next, because desire shone behind the wary expression in his eyes. Something else shone there, too. Gratitude. Penny waited for Gunnar’s reply without letting go of his disfigured hand.

He said, “Kindness isn’t something I’m used to finding. Perhaps you’d be less inclined toward compassion if you knew what I’d done to deserve this brand of servitude.”

She reached out and draped an arm around his neck to bring him closer. Their gazes locked and held. Gunnar’s eyes were like pools of ice blue water that pulled her in and down.

Her breathing slowed while the sound of her heartbeat rushed blood through her ears. “I am Penelope. And if you’re from Alfheim, I know who and what you are. I just don’t understand why you’re here.” How could she deserve his rare, benevolent gifts? She was just an ordinary woman from an ordinary town, barely scraping by.

His warm breath grazed her cheek in shallow rushes, lifting goose bumps across her skin. His wide, firm mouth smelled of sweet ground parsley and fresh-picked mint. “Sometimes we get what we need, simply because we ask. That’s the beauty and power of the unexpected.”

 AUTHOR BIOAdele Downs writes best-selling contemporary romance inside the office of her rural Pennsylvania home. She is a former journalist, published in newspapers and magazines inside the USA, UK, and Caribbean.Adele is an active member of Romance Writers of America and her local RWA chapter where she serves as a past-president. She has written several articles for RWR magazine (Romance Writers Report) and has presented workshops for writers.When Adele isn’t working on her current project, she can be found riding in her convertible or reading a book on the nearest beach.AUTHOR FOLLOW LINKSBooks by Adele Downs on Amazon - Visit Adele Downs - Like Adele Downs on Facebook! - Follow Adele Downs on Twitter - Find Adele Downs on Goodreads - Join Adele Downs’ Convertible Crew Street Team!This Event Has Been Organized & Hosted By 

Planting the Seeds of Love: A Novella by N. N. Light @NNP_W_Light ~ Release Blitz

Planting the Seeds of Love: A NovellaAuthor: N. N. LightContemporary Romance, New Adult, New Adult RomanceRelease Date: September 15, 2015
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Torn between two men, Sally must follow her heart and decide if love will lead her to the city or the countryside.

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Torn between two men, Sally must follow her heart and decide if love will lead her to the city or the countryside.

Twenty-Two year old Sally Rayton returns to the family farm she deserted four years ago to bury her grandfather. Her plan: to settle her grandfather's estate and return to her life in the city with her boyfriend, Trevor Mattson.

Her childhood friend, Jack Smith, has other ideas.

Jack convinces Sally to transform the farm into a brewery and fulfill her grandfather's dream while keeping the Rayton Farm in the family. Sally works side-by-side with Jack while Trevor is hundreds of miles away in the city. The more time she spends with Jack, the stronger her feelings are for him.

When Trevor shows up to propose to Sally right before Christmas and finds her in Jack's embrace, she must make the biggest choice of her life: true love.
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Sally woke up the next morning to the sound of a chainsaw, multiple chainsaws. What the hell is going on? It's five-thirty in the morning! She threw back the bedcovers and grabbed her robe off the back of the bedroom door. Pulling it tight across her body, the floral soft cotton robe did nothing to conceal the fact she was naked underneath. She ran down the stairs and stomped out the door barefoot.

"So help me, I'm going to kill whomever is making that racket," she roared to no one in particular.

She craned her neck to hear where the sound was coming from. Turning left, towards the citrus grove, she saw Jack and two other men standing under the trees. All of the frustration from the past week poured out of her and she ran as hard as she could. When she came closer, she realized what they were about to do.

"Stop! Don't cut these trees down!" She panted. She put her hands on her hips to catch her breath.

Jack's eyes roamed the length of her body and Sally could feel a slight warmth heat her cheeks. She looked down at her disheveled robe and pulled her robe tighter. Dammit, what's he staring at? She lifted her gaze and her stomach did a flip. Jack's shirt wasn't buttoned and she caught a glimpse of his tanned ripped stomach muscles. Oh my!

"Jack, what are you doing? Do you know it's five-thirty in the morning?"

He shook his head, as if that was an answer. She tore her eyes away from his abs to his face. She inhaled sharply. His hooded eyes looked ready to devour her. I must be seeing things. Maybe he's just hungry.

The two other men set down their chainsaws. "Listen Jack, we'll be over at your farm eating some breakfast. Come get us when you're ready."

Jack snapped his head around to the men. "Sure. I'll see you guys in few minutes." He ran his fingers through his hair. "I have to clear things up with Miss Rayton." Jack watched the men walk away and whipped his head back to Sally.

Sally rolled her eyes and said aloud, "Yeah, you just have to talk to the womanfolk." She spoke in a sweet Southern drawl. "Remember to speak nice and slow so she understands ya'll."


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