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August 6, 2015
Moonflower by Leigh Archer @LeighArcherBook ~ Release Blitz and Rafflecopter #Free #Giveaway
MOONFLOWER’S MISCHIEVOUS AND MAJESTIC ANIMAL CHARACTERS
Some of the animals that make cameo appearances in Moonflower are the eland (a large antelope),a particularly sassy baboon and giraffe. I’ve always loved animal fables and have written a few of my own.
The Sacred Eland
There were once two men who grew up together. They were very close and swore they would always be brothers. But the men had comfortable lives and their allegiance to one another had never been tested.Soon their boast of brotherly love reached the ears of !Kaggen, the San Creator. !Kaggen was also a trickster. He loved to transform himself into animals and play tricks on people. The eland was the animal !Kaggen most liked to transform himself into. So he sank to the ground and rose up as a beautiful eland with majestic horns and a coat the colour of Kalahari sand, except for the underneath where his heart beat which was white as an ostrich shell.Now the two young men went hunting one day and found the spoor of a great animal they were unfamiliar with. Not knowing how to hunt this strange creature, the one man said to the other, ‘You climb into the acacia tree and pretend to be a bird as the creature comes by. I will lie on my belly like a snake behind that scrub. This way we will both see it in its entirety and will make plans about how best to hunt it.’‘Or whether we should hunt it at all,’ the other added.They did not have long to wait before the animal came walking along the path between the acacia tree and the scrub. The men waited until it had passed before scrambling out to talk excitedly about the creature. ‘It is the colour of the sand,’ the man who had hidden in the tree said. ‘It is surely from around here and will die by our arrows.’‘What are you talking about?’ the man who had lain on his belly said. ‘The creature is white as an ostrich shell. I have seen no such animal from these parts. Maybe we should not hunt it at all.’The men began to argue about what they had seen. One swearing the animal was red, the other that it was white. Soon their arguing turned into a feud and they began to pull and shove each other in their anger.This is when !Kaggen chose to intervene and said to the men, ‘Why are you fighting? Can’t you see I am red and I am white.’The two former friends stopped fighting and screamed at the eland, ‘We have lived side by side as brothers all our lives, and it is your fault we are fighting. You have started a war between us.’The eland said, ‘Don’t blame me for the battle. I did not make you fight. Both of you are wrong and both of you are right. Yes, what each saw was true. You are fighting because you looked at my coat each from your own point of view.’To this day, a boy is considered a man only when he has killed his first eland. When the animal dies much supernatural energy is released and its power harnessed by praying, singing and dancing around the body. Then, when this is done, the skin is spread out on the ground and the boy sits on the skin and people dance around it making footprints all around using the eland’s hooves. This means that whatever direction the young man may choose, he will move across the path of the eland. It is believed the spirits of humans and animals linger in their footprints. And today no human knows where !Kaggen is, only the eland.
Baboon
Part of growing up in Cape Town is learning to cope with baboons. Suburbs built on mountain slopes have regular visits from these fascinating creatures who seem to find us almost as interesting as we find them. Driving around the peninsula it is prudent to keep your windows up and doors locked since they’ll spread out along the road and as you slow down, some of the braver young males will take the opportunity to grab that sandwich out of your hand or can of cold drink.There are many stories, passed into memory now, of settlers forming quite an attachment to baboons and using them to drive wagons across the Karoo, helping settlers to find edible food, and lending a helping hand in the feeding and watering of dogs and cattle.
Giraffe
There is an African proverb: The teeth of a man serve as a fence. It is impossible to say who first coined this phrase or what event gave rise to it, but there is an interesting story about the Great Eagle, first told so long ago you will not find it recorded anywhere; in fact few remember it at all.It is said that sometime before the continents split, Eagle was the greatest of earthly creatures. He was one of the largest with talons sharper than the shards of light that pierce mountain gullies, a beak harder than arrowheads and teeth sharper and stronger than both of these. There was nowhere on earth Eagle could not go. Silently he could swipe birds in midair, read dust spoor from a height no other creature had flown, dive from mountain tops without the slightest change of course to spear a fish beneath the water, while his wingspan, it was said, would cast an entire village into shadow.Because Eagle flew so close to heaven, he learned some of God’s secrets and asked questions no other creature knew the answers to. Swearing him to secrecy, God answered some of these, knowing he was bound to overhear a thing or two. But Eagle had become careless with the gifts given him and one day, when he overheard God mention the place by name where the rain is born, he realised that with this knowledge he could become god of the earth since he would be able to hold back rain from all living things or know where to fetch it to break a drought. Filled with a sense of his own power Eagle boasted to the first creature he came upon – Giraffe, then the tallest of earth-bound creatures – that he knew the place where the rain is born. Giraffe did not turn away; out of cowardice or perhaps hoping to share the spoils of this knowledge, he begged Eagle to take him along to the place.God heard Giraffe’s begging response to Eagle’s proud and loose tongue and struck Giraffe on the top of the head, shortening his neck considerably and rendering him dumb. To this day Giraffe utters not a sound. God warned them that a fearsome creature had been set to guard the place where the rain is born and when Giraffe had run away in terror, God removed all of Eagle’s teeth, leaving not even one.Now this may seem a strange punishment to earthly creatures but time does not tick in the heavens as it does below. Without a tooth in his beak, Eagle could not devour prey of the size he had been used to and was forced to eat smaller creatures with less meat on their bones, or go completely hungry from time to time.When Eagle found a mate, his offspring grew into smaller creatures as a result of such a reduced diet. And their progeny were still smaller until the Great Eagle was but a shadow of the greatest of earthly creatures he had once been and could no longer fly anywhere near heaven.
Moonflowerby Leigh Archer@LeighArcherBookEXCERPT
Clutching at the tyre iron, the baboon screamed defiance at her. A moment later, he scooted along the branch and was lost in the foliage. He reappeared suddenly and before Sophie could blink, something exploded against her chest—a large, over-ripe guava. Juice, pips and flesh soaked into her shirt and dripped down her front.With a shout of triumph, the baboon disappeared along the branch, still clutching the tyre iron. Sophie decided to give up. She’d go back to the truck and radio for help, after she’d changed her shirt. She had a spare in her vehicle.She took the shirt off to avoid the sticky mess seeping through to her bra and stomped off across the grass. She was several metres from the vehicle when she noticed a man standing beside it. He was in tailored chinos that sported perfectly pressed seams. His shirt was pale blue and the shoes were probably Italian leather.Sophie tried with as much finesse as possible to unfurl the shirt scrunched into a ball in her hands as the veld began to run out between herself and the vehicle. She pressed the material to her chest, ignoring the squelch of guava flesh against her skin.A more pragmatic part of Sophie’s brain said: not your fault, can’t be helped. She strode towards the man, doing her best to carry off her approach with as much dignity as her white, lacy bra would allow.When she got within a couple of feet of him, her heart began to jump up and down like that crazy baboon. The man waiting at the vehicle was Reuben Manning. Sophie groaned.She recognised him from the photos she’d seen on the internet. If he’d been handsome in photographs, in person he was devastating. For one thing, those pictures hadn’t given the full effect of his broad shoulders and height of at least six foot three. And it wasn’t his height alone that was impressive: it was also the high forehead, sculpted cheekbones, square jaw, thick dark hair; the early morning sun glinting off an undulating wave. No wonder he’d done so well in business. She didn’t think there was a man or woman alive who could possibly say no to him.But it was the eyes that started a pounding in her chest: they were the closest to navy blue she had ever seen. There was an unusual intensity to them as they slid towards her chest, narrowed and lingered there. Her chest!Sophie pressed the shirt to her sternum, trying to control the breathlessness that made her full breasts even more noticeable as they moved up and down, up and down.Neither spoke. His eyes met hers and Sophie quickly looked away from the energy that flashed from them. Not a man to be trifled with. The thought flitted through her mind as she watched the breeze ruffle his hair. She glanced at the sensuous mouth, now drawn into a hard line, the strong jaw. Everything about this man exuded power and success. She hoped he wasn’t cruel.You’re a professional, Sophie told herself. You’ve worked hard for this, so show him who you really are.‘Hello, Mr Manning. My name’s Sophie Kyle. I’m your new conservationist.’
BLURB AND BUY LINKSConservationist, Sophie Kyle, takes up a position on a private game farm outside Cape Town in the hopes of paying off her student loans, adding a glowing reference to her resume and indulging her passion for wildlife conservation.
Reuben Manning is a British businessman who has bought a game farm in Africa which he intends to use as a venue to entertain friends and business associates.
With the suddenness and intensity of a bushfire, a powerful attraction ignites between the conservationist and the tycoon, but Sophie has only ever wanted to spend her days in the African bush while Reuben’s life is corporate London.
As the sensuous bond between the two grows, they must find common ground or they are doomed to spend the rest of their lives a continent apart.
Moonflower at Amazon.com
Moonflower at Amazon UK
Moonflower at Tirgearr Publishing
Moonflower at Smashwords
Moonflower on Apple
Moonflower on Kobo
Moonflower on Nook
AUTHOR BIO AND LINKS Leigh writes romance novels set in her native South Africa. She has always had a love affair with Africa’s wild open spaces, the intensity of its people and sunsets. Her love of storytelling began as a child when she spent every spare moment playing barefoot in golden grass, watching wild creatures, learning to track spoor and dreaming up heroes and heroines dynamic enough to stand out in all the beauty and drama of the African landscape.Always in search of adventure, Leigh’s journey as a writer has taken her from journalism through communications, to working as a novelist. Website
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Make sure to follow the whole tour—the more posts you visit throughout, the more chances you’ll get to enter the giveaway. The tour dates are here: http://www.writermarketing.co.uk/prpromotion/blog-tours/currently-on-tour/leigh-archer-2/ a Rafflecopter giveaway
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Some of the animals that make cameo appearances in Moonflower are the eland (a large antelope),a particularly sassy baboon and giraffe. I’ve always loved animal fables and have written a few of my own.
The Sacred Eland
There were once two men who grew up together. They were very close and swore they would always be brothers. But the men had comfortable lives and their allegiance to one another had never been tested.Soon their boast of brotherly love reached the ears of !Kaggen, the San Creator. !Kaggen was also a trickster. He loved to transform himself into animals and play tricks on people. The eland was the animal !Kaggen most liked to transform himself into. So he sank to the ground and rose up as a beautiful eland with majestic horns and a coat the colour of Kalahari sand, except for the underneath where his heart beat which was white as an ostrich shell.Now the two young men went hunting one day and found the spoor of a great animal they were unfamiliar with. Not knowing how to hunt this strange creature, the one man said to the other, ‘You climb into the acacia tree and pretend to be a bird as the creature comes by. I will lie on my belly like a snake behind that scrub. This way we will both see it in its entirety and will make plans about how best to hunt it.’‘Or whether we should hunt it at all,’ the other added.They did not have long to wait before the animal came walking along the path between the acacia tree and the scrub. The men waited until it had passed before scrambling out to talk excitedly about the creature. ‘It is the colour of the sand,’ the man who had hidden in the tree said. ‘It is surely from around here and will die by our arrows.’‘What are you talking about?’ the man who had lain on his belly said. ‘The creature is white as an ostrich shell. I have seen no such animal from these parts. Maybe we should not hunt it at all.’The men began to argue about what they had seen. One swearing the animal was red, the other that it was white. Soon their arguing turned into a feud and they began to pull and shove each other in their anger.This is when !Kaggen chose to intervene and said to the men, ‘Why are you fighting? Can’t you see I am red and I am white.’The two former friends stopped fighting and screamed at the eland, ‘We have lived side by side as brothers all our lives, and it is your fault we are fighting. You have started a war between us.’The eland said, ‘Don’t blame me for the battle. I did not make you fight. Both of you are wrong and both of you are right. Yes, what each saw was true. You are fighting because you looked at my coat each from your own point of view.’To this day, a boy is considered a man only when he has killed his first eland. When the animal dies much supernatural energy is released and its power harnessed by praying, singing and dancing around the body. Then, when this is done, the skin is spread out on the ground and the boy sits on the skin and people dance around it making footprints all around using the eland’s hooves. This means that whatever direction the young man may choose, he will move across the path of the eland. It is believed the spirits of humans and animals linger in their footprints. And today no human knows where !Kaggen is, only the eland.
Baboon
Part of growing up in Cape Town is learning to cope with baboons. Suburbs built on mountain slopes have regular visits from these fascinating creatures who seem to find us almost as interesting as we find them. Driving around the peninsula it is prudent to keep your windows up and doors locked since they’ll spread out along the road and as you slow down, some of the braver young males will take the opportunity to grab that sandwich out of your hand or can of cold drink.There are many stories, passed into memory now, of settlers forming quite an attachment to baboons and using them to drive wagons across the Karoo, helping settlers to find edible food, and lending a helping hand in the feeding and watering of dogs and cattle.
Giraffe
There is an African proverb: The teeth of a man serve as a fence. It is impossible to say who first coined this phrase or what event gave rise to it, but there is an interesting story about the Great Eagle, first told so long ago you will not find it recorded anywhere; in fact few remember it at all.It is said that sometime before the continents split, Eagle was the greatest of earthly creatures. He was one of the largest with talons sharper than the shards of light that pierce mountain gullies, a beak harder than arrowheads and teeth sharper and stronger than both of these. There was nowhere on earth Eagle could not go. Silently he could swipe birds in midair, read dust spoor from a height no other creature had flown, dive from mountain tops without the slightest change of course to spear a fish beneath the water, while his wingspan, it was said, would cast an entire village into shadow.Because Eagle flew so close to heaven, he learned some of God’s secrets and asked questions no other creature knew the answers to. Swearing him to secrecy, God answered some of these, knowing he was bound to overhear a thing or two. But Eagle had become careless with the gifts given him and one day, when he overheard God mention the place by name where the rain is born, he realised that with this knowledge he could become god of the earth since he would be able to hold back rain from all living things or know where to fetch it to break a drought. Filled with a sense of his own power Eagle boasted to the first creature he came upon – Giraffe, then the tallest of earth-bound creatures – that he knew the place where the rain is born. Giraffe did not turn away; out of cowardice or perhaps hoping to share the spoils of this knowledge, he begged Eagle to take him along to the place.God heard Giraffe’s begging response to Eagle’s proud and loose tongue and struck Giraffe on the top of the head, shortening his neck considerably and rendering him dumb. To this day Giraffe utters not a sound. God warned them that a fearsome creature had been set to guard the place where the rain is born and when Giraffe had run away in terror, God removed all of Eagle’s teeth, leaving not even one.Now this may seem a strange punishment to earthly creatures but time does not tick in the heavens as it does below. Without a tooth in his beak, Eagle could not devour prey of the size he had been used to and was forced to eat smaller creatures with less meat on their bones, or go completely hungry from time to time.When Eagle found a mate, his offspring grew into smaller creatures as a result of such a reduced diet. And their progeny were still smaller until the Great Eagle was but a shadow of the greatest of earthly creatures he had once been and could no longer fly anywhere near heaven.

Clutching at the tyre iron, the baboon screamed defiance at her. A moment later, he scooted along the branch and was lost in the foliage. He reappeared suddenly and before Sophie could blink, something exploded against her chest—a large, over-ripe guava. Juice, pips and flesh soaked into her shirt and dripped down her front.With a shout of triumph, the baboon disappeared along the branch, still clutching the tyre iron. Sophie decided to give up. She’d go back to the truck and radio for help, after she’d changed her shirt. She had a spare in her vehicle.She took the shirt off to avoid the sticky mess seeping through to her bra and stomped off across the grass. She was several metres from the vehicle when she noticed a man standing beside it. He was in tailored chinos that sported perfectly pressed seams. His shirt was pale blue and the shoes were probably Italian leather.Sophie tried with as much finesse as possible to unfurl the shirt scrunched into a ball in her hands as the veld began to run out between herself and the vehicle. She pressed the material to her chest, ignoring the squelch of guava flesh against her skin.A more pragmatic part of Sophie’s brain said: not your fault, can’t be helped. She strode towards the man, doing her best to carry off her approach with as much dignity as her white, lacy bra would allow.When she got within a couple of feet of him, her heart began to jump up and down like that crazy baboon. The man waiting at the vehicle was Reuben Manning. Sophie groaned.She recognised him from the photos she’d seen on the internet. If he’d been handsome in photographs, in person he was devastating. For one thing, those pictures hadn’t given the full effect of his broad shoulders and height of at least six foot three. And it wasn’t his height alone that was impressive: it was also the high forehead, sculpted cheekbones, square jaw, thick dark hair; the early morning sun glinting off an undulating wave. No wonder he’d done so well in business. She didn’t think there was a man or woman alive who could possibly say no to him.But it was the eyes that started a pounding in her chest: they were the closest to navy blue she had ever seen. There was an unusual intensity to them as they slid towards her chest, narrowed and lingered there. Her chest!Sophie pressed the shirt to her sternum, trying to control the breathlessness that made her full breasts even more noticeable as they moved up and down, up and down.Neither spoke. His eyes met hers and Sophie quickly looked away from the energy that flashed from them. Not a man to be trifled with. The thought flitted through her mind as she watched the breeze ruffle his hair. She glanced at the sensuous mouth, now drawn into a hard line, the strong jaw. Everything about this man exuded power and success. She hoped he wasn’t cruel.You’re a professional, Sophie told herself. You’ve worked hard for this, so show him who you really are.‘Hello, Mr Manning. My name’s Sophie Kyle. I’m your new conservationist.’
BLURB AND BUY LINKSConservationist, Sophie Kyle, takes up a position on a private game farm outside Cape Town in the hopes of paying off her student loans, adding a glowing reference to her resume and indulging her passion for wildlife conservation.
Reuben Manning is a British businessman who has bought a game farm in Africa which he intends to use as a venue to entertain friends and business associates.
With the suddenness and intensity of a bushfire, a powerful attraction ignites between the conservationist and the tycoon, but Sophie has only ever wanted to spend her days in the African bush while Reuben’s life is corporate London.
As the sensuous bond between the two grows, they must find common ground or they are doomed to spend the rest of their lives a continent apart.
Moonflower at Amazon.com
Moonflower at Amazon UK
Moonflower at Tirgearr Publishing
Moonflower at Smashwords
Moonflower on Apple
Moonflower on Kobo
Moonflower on Nook
AUTHOR BIO AND LINKS Leigh writes romance novels set in her native South Africa. She has always had a love affair with Africa’s wild open spaces, the intensity of its people and sunsets. Her love of storytelling began as a child when she spent every spare moment playing barefoot in golden grass, watching wild creatures, learning to track spoor and dreaming up heroes and heroines dynamic enough to stand out in all the beauty and drama of the African landscape.Always in search of adventure, Leigh’s journey as a writer has taken her from journalism through communications, to working as a novelist. Website
Blog - Leigh Archer Twitter - Leigh Archer Facebook - Leigh Archer Tirgearr Publishing Author Page - Leigh Archer Amazon Author Page - Leigh Archer GIVEAWAY!
Make sure to follow the whole tour—the more posts you visit throughout, the more chances you’ll get to enter the giveaway. The tour dates are here: http://www.writermarketing.co.uk/prpromotion/blog-tours/currently-on-tour/leigh-archer-2/ a Rafflecopter giveaway

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Published on August 06, 2015 21:00
The Immortal Compromise by Shannon Bell @SBell_Writer ~ Book Tour


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Synopsis
Dylan, Nico, and Olivier are working on a compromise that allows them to live within the city together. There are power struggles going on everywhere and Dylan is learning that it’s becoming a liability that she is still mortal. However, she’s not ready to let go of her mortality. Dylan and Nico are growing stronger as a power couple and that is causing some feelings of jealousy from a few different people within their lives. Dylan is learning about being “a sensitive” and trying to forge a new home within Paris. Will she be able to survive as a mortal? Can Nico and Olivier come up with a compromise that allows them to work together?

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Shannon Bell grew up in Florida and has always dreamed about vampires - and still secretly hopes they exist. She is married to someone who tolerates her crazy story-telling about Romania and has a daughter she hopes will have the same enthusiasm for vampires when she grows up that her mommy does.
Shannon has a Bachelor's degree in Creative Writing from the University of Central Florida as well as an online degree in vampirology. She is a full-time writer and currently hard at work on her next novel.
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Published on August 06, 2015 21:00
August 5, 2015
Lucy Felthouse’s Birthday Bash! @cw1985 #erotica #romance #giveaway #sale #99c

Lucy Felthouse is having a month-long celebration for her birthday, and she wants you to get involved!She’s giving away presents...For the whole month, her erotic short story anthology, Multi-Orgasmic , will be just $0.99/99p in eBook format! The links are below for you to grab your copy:
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Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over 100 publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These include several editions of Best Bondage Erotica, Best Women's Erotica 2013 and Best Erotic Romance 2014. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has edited and co-edited a number of anthologies, and also edits for a small publishing house. She owns Erotica For All, is book editor for Cliterati, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more at http://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk. Join her on Facebookand Twitter, and subscribe to her newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9
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Published on August 05, 2015 21:00
August 4, 2015
Slippers & Chains: Sugar Dust by Raven ShadowHawk @ileandraXraven ~ Out Now! #erotica #bdsm #domination #submission

Blurb:
Dan loves submissive women and longs to build a harem of willing females to fill what he lovingly calls his ‘Slave Library.’ He shares his plans for sexual bliss with Karen, the first of his submissives in his mind and his heart. But when an unexpected visit from his mother leads to uncomfortable questions about his ex, Dan realizes that past mistakes are catching up to him, faster than he can run.
The first D/s relationship to blend comfortably with her vanilla life is the one Karen shares with Dan. She treasures the freedom in the act of submission and wants nothing more than to share it with her Master for as long as possible. Why then, does he insist on bringing other women into their bed? And why can’t he say he loves her?
As Dan battles his inner demons, Karen hopes a sexy mini break at the exclusive fetish club, Sugar Dust will allow them time to relax and reconnect. There she meets Beth, personification of Dan’s past storming in to demolish her present. Can she show Dan that their relationship is strong enough to break the chains of his past, before Beth drives an immoveable wedge between them with her tales of what once was?
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Living in Leicester, UK with her partner (the Funk Master) and twin sons (known as Sprog1 and Sprog2), Raven writes erotica ranging from sensual and romantic to graphic and totally PWP.
Her interests include badly produced porn, chocolate, dressing up (particularly in matching underwear) and shouting at women who wear stupid shoes and/or skinny jeans.
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Published on August 04, 2015 21:00
Worthy of Love by J. Lea @LeaJarani ~ Rafflecopter #Free #Giveaway


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Elias and I grabbed our drinks and joined our friends. Rick pulled me to his side right away, so I had to squeeze into a tiny corner beside him. But I didn’t mind. I enjoyed my friends’ company and even Rick’s flirting attempts didn’t stop me from having fun. Even more, his terrible pick-up lines soon had me doubled over with laughter, and took my mind off Parker, if only for a few minutes. I tried to prove to Rick that he could win over a girl even with less corny lines, but Rick wouldn’t be Rick if he didn’t disagree.
“Wanna bet?” he challenged me. I looked at him with interest and instantly agreed.
“Hell, yeah!”
“Pick a girl, any girl,” he said cockily. “I guarantee you, I’ll get her number.” I looked around the club, my eyes settled on a gorgeous woman, leaning on the table next to ours. She was playing idly with the cocktail pick in her drink. She appeared slightly older than us, no more than 10 years, and I was certain she’d be an even bigger challenge since she’d probably heard all the corny pick-up lines before.
“Her.” I pointed my finger. Rick’s gaze traveled up her long, shapely legs, small waist and generously sized chest. He smirked at me, saying, “She’s smoking hot. You’ve got yourself a bet.” We shook hands, and as he took two steps toward her, I remembered we hadn’t talked about the terms of our bet.
“Hey, wait,” I yelled at his retreating back.
He jerked around. “What? Did you change your mind? You’d rather have me all to yourself?” His eyebrow shot up.
Rolling my eyes, I chuckled, and our friends laughed right along with me. “We haven’t said anything about the rewards. What do I get when I win?” I challenged him with a wide grin.
“Dream on, kitten. Before you can blink three times, I’ll have her eating out of my hand.”
I laughed so hard tears filled my eyes. “We’ll see about that.”
Rick confidently strutted over to the woman at the next table, and we all turned heads after them, and perked up our ears so we could hear the conversation.
“Hey, sugar,” Rick winked at the woman, who gave him a look from under her eyebrows.
“Uh-huh,” she muttered, uninterested.
“Do you know how to work with a sandpaper?” he shot out, and our table exploded in laughter.
“If she doesn’t slap him right now, then the world might just as well end,” I said.
The woman frowned at him. She asked him what he meant by that, and Rick replied.“Because I could use someone to rub my wood.”
“Oh, god, he did not just say that,” Jon clamped a hand over his mouth. “I can’t believe he just said that.” He shook his head incredulously. But to our surprise, the woman started laughing. Out loud. When she finally calmed down, she put her hand on his shoulder.
“I’ve had a shitty day, and you just made it better. Thank you for that. Come, let me buy you a drink.” Rick turned to us with a wide grin on his face, and flipped us the bird before disappearing in the crowd with the woman on his arm.
“What the hell just happened?”
“That was pure luck,” Carmen, one of our classmates, said. I was completely shocked. I couldn’t believe she fell for such an awful, cliché pick up line.
Five minutes later, Rick returned to the table, a scrap of paper between his index and middle finger. He threw it on the table, a smug expression on his face, and turned to me.
"You were saying earlier?”AUTHOR BIOJ. Lea is an avid reader and writer of sexy stories. Her other loves include her family as she is also a mama of a little boy and girl who keep her busy when she's not writing hot books. Lea also loves spending time outdoors with her family--skiing, hiking, and more.Her novels include Because of You, Once Again, Never Again, and Worthy of Love.AUTHOR FOLLOW LINKSAMAZON AUTHOR PAGE FACEBOOK TWITTERGIVEAWAYYes! I can offer an ecopy of Worthy of Love? a Rafflecopter giveaway
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Published on August 04, 2015 21:00
Miss Pepperham's Obsession @SexyMuffyWilson ~ Tantalyzing Tuesday
Tantalyzing Tuesday and I am thinking about landscaping......and the landscaper when I saw this photo. So, this became my inspiration photo. Isn't he inspiring? Yummmmm. You know: one photo-two hundred words-one group of talented, creative authors. You can find them all listed below or by following this link. Read their shorts based upon whatever photo tickled their 'fancy'.
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Miss Pepperham's Obsession
No one wants to die that way, but then he had left her little choice. He flaunted his infidelity, his disloyalty, his insatiable appetites—in short, he felt he had her exactly where he wanted her.
But, he was wrong. She had finally had enough and what drove her to the edge was not hate, jealously or greed but disgust.
His gluttony for life with no restraint meant he had no regard for anyone or anything in his life if it stood between him and what he wanted—whatever that might be.
So…she gave him the one thing he thought he could never have—immortality.Only she referred to it as—everlasting life. Now, they were both happy.
After she shot him, she rolled him up in the kitchenette throw rug, dragged him through the garden room, out the French doors and into the garden by the new koi pond under construction. She dug his length eighteen inches deeper, which took most of the rest of the night while Chicklet, his white Bichon, mewed incessantly. She rolled him over and unceremoniously plunked him into the hole then covered him with dirt—liner ready.
It was her turn.Sigh.............
The landscaper.© Muffy Wilson
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No one wants to die that way, but then he had left her little choice. He flaunted his infidelity, his disloyalty, his insatiable appetites—in short, he felt he had her exactly where he wanted her.
But, he was wrong. She had finally had enough and what drove her to the edge was not hate, jealously or greed but disgust.
His gluttony for life with no restraint meant he had no regard for anyone or anything in his life if it stood between him and what he wanted—whatever that might be.
So…she gave him the one thing he thought he could never have—immortality.Only she referred to it as—everlasting life. Now, they were both happy.
After she shot him, she rolled him up in the kitchenette throw rug, dragged him through the garden room, out the French doors and into the garden by the new koi pond under construction. She dug his length eighteen inches deeper, which took most of the rest of the night while Chicklet, his white Bichon, mewed incessantly. She rolled him over and unceremoniously plunked him into the hole then covered him with dirt—liner ready.
It was her turn.Sigh.............
The landscaper.© Muffy Wilson

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Kendel Davi Naomi Shaw
Ray Sostre
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August 2, 2015
Stirring Up Dirty Stirred by Love: Book 1 by Kacey Hammell @KaceyHammell ~ Release Blitz

Blurb: Shaken and Stirred with a splash of dirty.
Candy Wilson arrives in St. Albert with one mission—to sign the next young, hot model to her modeling agency. She has no time for distractions and isn’t prepared for bartender Eric McKenna—the brother of her young client-to-be, Melissa. Eric challenges her on all counts, irritates her daily, and heats her body to boiling temperatures with just one touch. He’s hard to ignore and impossible to resist. Eric McKenna will be damned if his baby sister signs any contracts with Candy Wilson. No way in hell will he allow anyone to whisk Melissa off to a foreign country and lead her on a path that’s not right for her. And yet Candy pushes him further than he’s ever been before and drives him crazy. Eric can’t control his need for her or the desire to engage with her … on so many levels.
Reviews:
“One Hell of a hot Number…Candy is a saucy lass, indeed...and headstrong. I fricken loved her. Stirring Up Dirty is perfectly titled; with every page turned, the heat was stirred up. Recommend for readers who enjoy erotic romance with strong, character led storyline with smutty as all hell sexy times.” ~ 5 Stars ~ Author, JoAnne Kenrick
“I really loved this fast paced story. The banter between Eric and Candy is thrilling and their sensual innuendos are sizzling. With this stunningly delicious story, we also get an update on a long beloved couple.” ~ 5 Stars, Liz, Goodreads
“…an amazing book from beginning to end…another great book by an amazing author. ~ 5 Stars, Stephanie, Goodreads
Excerpt:
Eric’s breath rushed from his lungs as Candy propelled off the sofa and straddled him in one svelte move.He couldn’t resist the need coursing through him. Seeing her in his home today, a light blue sundress flowing seductively over her body whenever she’d moved, he was helpless to fight it.Sliding his palms over her back, he groaned when her moist center came in contact with his hard-on. He ached. His buddy wanted escape from his pants. Needed to find the sweet heat that would make him happiest. Her mouth latched on to his as she quickly undid his pants and lowered the zipper, freeing him. She nibbled his bottom lip with her teeth, then sucked it between her lips before her tongue plundered.He’d never known anyone like her. Cool and collected one moment, and hotter than a crisp day in August the next. Their tongues played, tasting one another. He drifted his hands over her back, drawing her in closer, his dick rigid against her center heat.Coming up for air, she shoved her fingers through his hair and grinned at him. Her eyes shone bright with desire and exhilaration. Her cheeks red, her breathing deep, she already had that sexy messed up look like she’d been ridden hard and completely satisfied.And he’d make sure she left here today feeling both.Clasping her hips, he shoved her down harder on his lap, her already wet cunt gliding along his shaft. Her heat nearly scalding him, he laid his head back against the couch, watching her as she closed her eyes and gave herself over to pleasure.Their heavy breathing filled the living room as he rolled her hips back and forth. Christ, she was spectacular. Her long hair swiped over her shoulder, mouth agape, cheeks flushed… She was primed and ready. All he’d need to do was shift her panties to the side and sink deep inside. He groaned.Her eyelids lifted, the desire in her gaze nearly stealing his breath.“You feel so good against me, babe,” he mumbled, prompting her hips to move faster.She held on to his shoulders, her fingers digging in. “Eric,” she moaned, breathless.His heart rate picked up, and he absorbed the joy of his name on her lips. He wanted to hear more of that. Every day. As much as possible.What the hell are you thinking? There was no turning back. Not right now. Not when she was sliding against him, her pussy hot, and driving him to near insanity. How he was to keep a coherent thought in his head, he had no idea.But one zipped through his mind, nearly stopping his heart.© Kacey Hammell, 2015

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Kacey’s Book Page Evernight Publishing
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About the Author:

Canadian-born author Kacey Hammell is definitely a book-a-holic. A romance reader from a young age, she fell in love with happily ever afters. These days, as a multi- published erotic romance author, she enjoys adding a lot of heat, sass, and emotion to the many genres she writes.
Mom of three, Kacey lives her own happily ever after with her perfect hero in Ontario, Canada.
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Published on August 02, 2015 21:00
Life After Love by Kristal White @AuthorKristal ~ Release Blitz

Life After Loveby Krystal WhiteBlog TourWomen’s Contemporary Fiction

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Synopsis**THIS ISN'T A STANDALONE. IT IS BOOK 2 IN THE SERIES AND IT IS MEANT TO BE READ AFTER FORTUITOUS**
Anabella and Marcus have lived a fairy tale romance from the moment they met. Realizing how special and rare their connection is, Marcus wastes no time in proposing to Anabella. Wanting her to be his forever. But they will soon realize that life does not always work as planned. Will their love be able to withstand the obstacles heading their way?

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Synopsis**THIS ISNT A STANDALONE. IT IS BOOK ONE OF THE SERIES**Anabella Summers was a typical seventeen years old. She was happy, popular, smart and was thinking about graduation and which college she would go to. Then one Saturday night her parents were killed in a fatal car accident. Immediately, Anabella felt like the colors were sucked away from the world. Devastated, she moved in with her older sister in the hopes of starting over in a new place. Away from all the memories that were consuming her.Follow Anabella and discover along with her what life has stored for her from that moment on.
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Author BioMy name is Krystal and I love reading and writing! I doubt I could be without my kindle as I take it everywhere with me as every moment I can spear I spend it reading. I have always thought of myself as quite inventive and I figured it was time to put my creativity and imagination to work! That's when I decided to buy a smaller laptop that I could easily carry with me and furiously write whenever possible!That's how on January 2015 I began writing and publishing my novellas. I love it and I hope you enjoy reading my stories almost as much as I enjoyed writing them!If you don't know where to start I'd suggest you pick up Unforeseen, Fortuitous and Alpha Queen, which are all free.
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Published on August 02, 2015 21:00
August 1, 2015
Dangerous Concoctions by Victoria Bright @authorvictoriab ~ Book Tour

Dangerous Concoctionsby
Victoria Bright Genre: Erotic Suspense





Mixing the past and present could have dangerous consequences…I’ve always been a man of second chances, forgiving Arianna proved that. Sometimes, a second opportunity was all someone needed to do things right. I knew that better than anyone. Now that I had my girl back and business was prospering, things were finally falling into place. Little did I know, my newfound happiness wouldn’t last very long.When a man responsible for my near demise resurfaces, my life is shaken up once again. What seemed like an innocent, harmless favor quickly turned out to be a malicious scheme that put my business, relationship, and freedom at risk.With time running out, I race around the city piecing together the complicated puzzle I was a part of, only to come face to face with the men responsible. In this erotic suspense, will my past repeat itself in order to settle a score or am I doomed to take the fall for something I didn’t do?

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Victoria Bright lives in a small town in North Carolina. You can usually find her hoarding bottles of Cool Blue Gatorade, playing The Sims when not writing, or obsessing over Camaros. She's just a loon with access to a MacBook, a pen, and a 5-Star notebook. Writing is her escape, so run away with her!

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Published on August 01, 2015 21:00
July 31, 2015
Heart's Chord by Charity Parkerson @CharityParkerso ~ Blog Tour and Rafflecopter #Free #Giveaway



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“You need some posters or a mural or something on the ceiling in here,” Finn mused aloud after a few minutes.
“Why’s that?”
Finn squinted at the offending blank ceiling, attempting to picture the perfect art as he answered. “Judging by your incredibly sexy body, you spend a lot of time in here. You need something to focus on. There’re some studies that suggest visual stimuli is directly linked to physical health.”
“What do you think of these studies?”
At the curiosity in Austen’s voice, Finn rolled onto his side and up onto his elbow. His gaze swept down Austen’s body, taking in every hardened line and scar. His cock lengthened as hunger rose inside him. This man was under his skin. There wasn’t one particular attribute he could point to in order to explain his insane desire to touch Austen, but it was there. When he met Austen’s stare, there was no way Finn could hide his desire. “I think a little visual stimulation has never hurt anyone.”
Austen’s mouth quirked in one corner at Finn’s claim. “The view in here is looking pretty damn good right now.”
Finn wanted to kiss him. His lips tingled with longing, but sometimes, Austen didn’t invite Finn’s touch. He didn’t know how to explain it. There were moments when Austen’s expression remained closed, shutting Finn out—times such as now. Tearing himself away from temptation, Finn settled down beside Austen once more, going back to staring into space. “I can’t hang around all day, but maybe I can figure out something else. Maybe there’s a book somewhere about images for every environment.”
He felt Austen tense beside him a split second before Austen’s mouth came down upon his—hard and hot. Surprise gave way to lust in an instant as Finn opened for him. Finn flattened his palms against the floor beside him to keep from reaching for Austen. His skin itched to be closer, but he didn’t want to ruin the moment, and it seemed like he always did somehow.




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Published on July 31, 2015 21:00