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RELEASE BLITZ ~ Sexual Encounter by LK Collins

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Sexual Encounter is a quick and dirty, over the top, insta-love read. Jett and Natalie will have you on the edge of your seat, waiting in anticipation for what’s next, and trust me, you’ll want to find out what happens ‘cause it’s oh-so-naughty.

I’m not supposed to want Natalie Valero, not the way my body does, in every consumable way possible. But from the moment I laid eyes on her, I craved her like never before.

As I sit across the table from her, listening to all the disrespectful things her husband—my client—is saying to her, I can’t help wanting to protect her.
It makes me want to wipe her tears away.
To show her how a real man speaks.
The only way I’d ever make her cry is begging me for more.
But it’ll never happen.
Natalie is off limits to me; a line any lawyer knows you don’t cross.

But fuck does my cock want to.

Maybe just once—maybe…

Sexual Encounter is the first book in a three-book mini-series of standalone reads, all of which have an HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger—just panty-melting hotness.
 

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From International Bestselling Author, LK Collins, comes Sexual Encounter a quick and dirty, over the top, insta-love read. Sexual Encounter is the first book in a three-book mini-series of standalone reads, all of which have an HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger—just panty-melting hotness.

LK Collins is the naughty alter ego for the husband-and-wife duo behind multiple bestselling and international bestselling novels. This real-life couple is downright dirty in the bedroom, which bleeds through the pages of their steaming hot stories. While LK writes the books, Mr. Collins, the tattooed god himself, is the mastermind behind so much of the page-turning sexiness.

If you are looking for a scorching read with chemistry so intense it jumps off the pages, then an LK novel is for you. From standalones to series, their stories will have you blushing and panting, ready to reread them the moment you’ve finished. The heroes are alpha, demanding, filthy-talking men that will do anything for their girl…or to get them.

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RELEASE BLAST ~ Play With Me, Baby by Fiona Davenport

Play With Me, Baby
*A Yeah, Baby Novella*
Fiona Davenport
(Elle Christensen & Rochelle Paige)
     

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BLURB:

Guy Rule: It’s only stalking if you get caught.
 
Rhys Campbell doesn’t believe in love at first sight, until he sees Macy Holland in a coffee shop and finds himself stalking her across town… to a sex toy shop.
Macy isn’t sure what to think about Rhys, except that he’s sexy as sin in his custom suits and even hotter out of them with all his tatted up muscles. The sassy virgin finds herself quickly falling into his bed, but little does she know he’s playing for keeps.
 
Warning: If sexy heroes with tattoos and piercings make you want to bite your lip and do dirty things…read on.
 

  

 


EXCERPT

 

After getting ready for bed—wearing pajama pants I had to dig out of the back of my closet since I usually slept naked—I decided to look in on her and make sure she was comfortable and had everything she needed.  
I knocked on the closed door and waited, then tried again. When I still heard nothing I assumed she was asleep, but a small part of me was worried that she might have slipped and fallen in the bath or been a victim of some other calamity. Flimsy excuse.
Quietly, I turned the knob on the door and pushed it open. Her light was still on and a hasty glance at her bed showed it was empty.
“Macy?” I called, walking fully into the room. The bathroom light was on and the door was wide open, so I padded over to it. Just as I reached the entrance, I froze in mid-stride. Every nerve in my body coiled tight, unable to move.
Except my cock which was rapidly growing and hardening.
Macy was just slipping my shirt over her head and before it fell, I got a glimpse of all that was underneath. High, rounded breasts that would fit so well in my hands, pink nipples that made my mouth water. A slender torso, nipped in waist, and a belly button that had my tongue itching to lick around it. Her hips flared out just enough to be perfect for a tight grip while she was thoroughly fucked from behind. Toned, sexy legs, and my jaw practically dropped to the ground at the sight of her smooth, bare pussy.

Son of a fucking bitch! I mentally screamed at the fucking garment that was hiding all that perfection.



 
 
 

 

OTHER BOOKS BY FIONA DAVENPORT
**All books available on Kindle Unlimited**

RISQUE CONTRACTS SERIES
 
Penalty Clause
 
Contingency Plan
 
Fraternization Rule
 
Risqué Contracts Series Box Set
Penalty Clause, Contingency Plan & Fraternization Rule
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YEAH, BABY SERIES
 
Baby, You’re Mine
 
Baby Steps
 
Baby, Don’t Go
 
Yeah, Baby Series Box Set
Baby, You’re Mine, Baby Steps & Baby, Don’t Go
 
Dance With Me, Baby
A Yeah, Baby Novella
 
I’m Yours, Baby
A Yeah, Baby Novella
 
Brief Me, Baby
A Yeah, Baby Novella
 
SEX & VOWS SERIES
 
Until Death Do We Part
 
For You, I Will
 
Mafia Ties Series
Nic & Anna’s Story
 
Deception
 
Danger
 
Devotion
 
Nic & Anna Box Set
 
Mafia Ties
Brandon & Carly’s Story
 
Pursuit
 
Power
 
Passion

Brandon & Carly Box Set
 
 
STANDALONE
 
My Father’s Best Friend
 
Not So Temporarily Married
 
My Step-Dad’s Brother
 
 
ABOUT FIONA DAVENPORT
    
Hello! My name is Fiona Davenport and I’m a smutoholic. I’ve been reading raunchy romance novels since… well, forever and a day ago it seems. And now I get to write sexy stories and share them with others who are like me and enjoy their books on the steamier side. Fiona Davenport is my super-secret alias, which is kind of awesome since I’ve always wanted one.


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RELEASE DAY BLITZ – Once Should be Enough by Nikky Kaye

 

 

 

Are friends with benefits worth the cost?

My cocky friend Will doesn’t believe that I’m frigid, but what does he know? His promises might make me shiver but it doesn’t mean he can give me a happy. He’s so confident he’s betting me money on it, and a thousand bucks is a lot of money to a poor college student.

Once should be enough to taunt him with “I told you so,” right?

But I didn’t know he meant trying everything once…

This super hot 25,000-word standalone new adult romance novella has adult language and themes, and a happy ending (several, actually).



“Let me ask you something,” he said, squinting his eyes at me. I nodded hesitantly, and his hands splayed out further on my face. His thumbs drew together to almost touch under my chin, and his pinky fingers grazed my earlobes, sending a ripple down my spine. It was like he was studying the shape of my jaw, the line of my throat and the curve of my cheekbones.
“Have you ever been aroused?”
My eyes widened. “Uh, I suppose so? I’m not a virgin,” I reminded him. Technically.
He scowled. “You can have sex without being aroused, though it’s sure as fuck a bad idea. And you can most definitely be aroused without having sex.”
I opened my mouth to say something then closed it, to which he raised an eyebrow.
“Do you want me to list the clinical symptoms?”
No, I didn’t. His hands trailed down my neck, the pads of his thumbs coming to rest in the hollow at the base of my throat. Hopefully he couldn’t feel my heart racing.
“Maybe I’m asexual,” I suggested, a lump forming in the back of my throat. “I mean, I’ve never even gone to a bar and thought someone was hot.” I felt like such a freak. “Aren’t girls my age supposed to get drunk and want to get laid?”
He tilted his head one way, then the other, examining me. “It’s possible,” he granted. “But I doubt it. You’re getting turned on right now.”
“No…”
“Arousal is a physical reaction to stimulus, as well as a mental one.” While he spoke, his thumbs traced my collarbone on either side, back and forth, like he was rubbing a lucky penny in his pocket. “It’s easier to become aroused by someone you feel comfortable with already,” he informed me as I let out a little hum.
Then he must be wrong, I thought. I was feeling distinctly uncomfortable right now, like a cat whose fur was being rubbed the wrong way.
Bending his head towards me, he took me by surprise with a soft kiss to the corner of my mouth.
“What are you doing?” Oh god.
He leaned in again to kiss the other side of my mouth, but I was frozen in place.
“Testing your theory,” he said against my lips.




Nikky Kaye is almost my real name. I’m a former Film professor who likes more than her movies to be black and white. Sadly, the world doesn’t work that way. I have worked with movie stars, Ivy League brainiacs, and the United Nations—all of which means that I’m familiar with ass-kissing, power struggles, greed and faking it. In my spare time I parent 5 year-old twin boys, serve on the board of an independent cinema, and run a medical consulting company.

 




NEW RELEASE ~ Contract Signed (Triggerman, Inc., #1) by Marie Harte

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Blurb

Triggerman, Inc., Book 1

Three assassins and a baby?
How many assassins does it take to change a diaper?
Three assassins have met their match and it wears diapers.

Noel “Ice” Cavanaugh’s method is foolproof. Get in, do the job, get out, melt away without a trace. Chill out until his next mark is assigned. Neat. Tidy. No mistakes.

This time, though, something isn’t right. Two somethings. First a random attack that feels not-so-random. Then he discovers someone’s left a baby on his doorstep with a note claiming it’s his. And the sexy neighbor who found the boy first has too many questions in her eyes to ignore.

When her handsome, mysterious neighbor suddenly asks her out on a date, Adeline Rose has suspicions he’s fishing for “help” with his bundle of joy? By date’s end, she’s convinced NOel’s just as distant as he seems until a scorching goodnight kiss ends with sex against the nearest wall, the heat between them burning away all thoughts of careful.

Now Noel has more than one problem on his hands. Splitting baby duty between three badass assassins, figuring out how to fit more time with Addy into his no-room-for-error schedule and keeping both of them safe from the danger he’s increasingly sure has followed him home.

Warning: Beware a killer with a heart of gold, a baby who needs constant changing, and unrequited love that’s actually quite requited.


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Post Date: 1-30-2017
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He sighed. “I would have talked to you sooner but I’ve had my hands full. I’d like to go out again.”

She hugged Noel Jr.—as she liked to think of him—tighter. He grabbed her hair and cooed, no longer upset while she rocked him against her. “By go out, you mean…?”

To her delight, Noel flushed and shoved his hands in his pockets. He wore a dark green sweater and jeans that looked as if they’d been pressed. She had never, in the two years she’d known him, seen him in anything resembling slovenly attire.

“I mean you and I could go out to dinner again or see a movie. Maybe take a hike.”

“Oh.” She was disappointed and shouldn’t have been. But God, just thinking about how amazing he’d been woke her ovaries from their hibernation.

“I mean, sure, we could sex it up in a bed next time, but I thought you’d like to get to know me better first. You know, so that you feel better about being with such a cold, unemotional man,” he delivered in a remote voice.

“Ha ha.” At least, she thought he was joking.

The gleam in his dark brown eyes and slight quirk of his lips showed he was. “Or are you a fan of wall sex instead?”

She covered the baby’s ears. “Shh. He’s too little for this talk.”

Noel snorted. “Trust me, that kid’s no innocent. He’s shoved all sorts of things into his mouth all day. Including one of my favorite silk ties. He’s been pooping and crying all day long.”

For all Noel’s harsh words, he stroked the baby’s head with a tenderness that should have surprised her but didn’t. She noticed the calluses on his fingers, in particular on his middle and forefinger and thumb. From lifting weights, maybe?


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BLP REVIEW ~ Tracy

I’ve been a reader and fan of Marie Harte’s books for a long time now and I was delighted when the lady herself announced another new series was being released…

Contract Signed was a great start to the Triggerman, Inc. series!
3 badass assassins, an unexpected baby, a sexy neighbour, intrigue, mystery, action and secret & spies, along with a series of things that keep getting in the way of our main couple getting it together all lead to a really great, engaging story!

Noel Cavanaugh was nothing like Adeline Rose expected – not that she knew much about her sexy neighbour, even though she’s been lusting over him for the last couple of years.
Noel comes across as cold and uninterested whenever Addy has come into contact with him in the past… turns out there’s more to the man than meets the eye. He had been keeping tabs on his nosey little neighbour for a while and was more interested in her than she’s ever imagine! I really liked him. He was protective of Addy, as well as the baby (whether it’s his or not) and would do anything to keep her safe.

Addy was funny and likable. Outgoing and openly friendly, she was the complete opposite of the well named ‘Ice’, but they were great together!

Add in Jolene, who is Addy’s best friend, and Deacon and Hammer, who are 2 assosiates/friends of Noel, and you have some craziness and laugh out loud moments as well as a nice introduction to the second book in this series!

There was the expected elements of humour, heat and romance that I’ve come to expect (and look forward to) in Marie’s books. I loved this read and I can’t wait to find out what happens next with the sexy assassins….

I’ve giving Contract Signed 5 well deserved stars.


About the Authormarie-harte-personal

Award-winning author Marie Harte has been writing professionally since 2005. She’s both a NY Times and USA Today bestselling author and has written over 100 books and counting. Marie writes books with heat, humor, and character. She writes independently and for several publishers, to include Sourcebooks and Samhain. Though currently writing contemporary romance, she also writes paranormal and romantic suspense. Before turning to writing full-time, she earned a B.A. in English from Pennsylvania State University and spent several years in the United States Marine Corps as a communications officer. Marie currently lives in Central Oregon with her family. There’s nothing she likes more than finding a good book to read and a great cup of coffee to drink.

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COVER REVEAL ~ Son of a Beard by Lani Lynn Vale


Title: Son of a Beard

Series: The Dixie Wardens Rejects MC #3

Author: Lani Lynn Vale

 

Genre: MC Romance

Release Date: April 27, 2017
Photographer: Golden at FuriousFotog
Cover Model: Tank Joey

 
 

 
  
 
 
 
 

Truth Alan Reacher was a biker. He was a bladesmith. What he was not, was a fool.

The moment he walked in on his girl screwing his cousin on his bike, he does the only thing he can do.

He ditches the bike seat—and the girl—riding right out of her life without a backwards glance.

That is until he’s forced to attend the marriage of his cousin to his cheating ex-girlfriend. The only bright spot of the entire thing was watching some chick go off on the groom—the groom’s ex-fiancé—right in the middle of the bouquet toss.

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Verity Ruthann Cassidy was supposed to be here today attending this wedding as the bride, not watching the festivities as a guest from the chairs she’d painstakingly purchased covers for while her fiancé—now her ex-fiancé—screwed around on her with another woman.

The icing on the wedding cake that she refuses to eat? She’s forced to attend the wedding due to her mother being the wedding planner.

However, the night doesn’t turn out quite the way she expects it due to the hot-as-hell biker sitting in the chair directly beside her. The man gave one hell of a speech during the reception that sounded like something that could have come straight out of her own mouth, and she enjoyed every single second of it.

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Thrown together under similarly lousy circumstances, the two newly single jilted former lovers of the happy couple decide to go to Vegas on what was to be Verity’s honeymoon trip.

One thing leads to another, and the next thing they know, their night has gone from a celebration of being single to a marriage—to each other.

Verity and Truth now have to figure out if everything that happens in Vegas should stay in Vegas.



 

 


 
 
 


I’m a married mother of three. My kids are all under 5, so I can assure you that they are a handful. I’ve been with my paramedic husband now for ten years, and we’ve produced three offspring that are nothing like us. I live in the greatest state in the world, Texas.


 

 


 
 

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Love can be as sweet as honey, or it can sting like a bee.

Bo Smith knows that if you go looking for honey, you get stung, so he has his life just how he wants it. No hassles, no complications, and no heartache. As the handsome high school athletics coach, he would be the pick of the small town he grew up in…if he was into commitment, or dating…or even calling back. But he has sworn off anything resembling a future and his mind isn’t going to change.

Then his eyes lock on the new girl in town…She’s beautiful, intelligent, and full of surprises. Just the kind of complication he has been avoiding.

Sophia Brown is looking for the sweet simple life. She has it all planned out. Getting used to life alone isn’t easy, but she has her garden, her bees, and her dog Triton to tend to. It’s the fresh start she’s been dreaming of, surrounded by nothing but open fields to stare at all day.

Nothing at all…unless you count the high school football team and their distractingly handsome coach, practicing right across the street.

But when sparks fly, Bo must choose between the sting of his past or the sweetness of the future.

He may just find that honey tastes good on everything.


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EXCERPT:

“No, no, no! Do not do this. Come on Triton,” I beg as I push him by his rear out the front door.He grunts, stopping to lie down on the doormat panting. Looking up at me with his big caramel eyes, he pleads: ‘Help me mama.’

I huff and blow my bangs out of my eyes. Darn dog plays me like a fiddle. “Please Triton, mama will give you a cookie.” I step in front of him, bracing my legs, and tug on his leash. “Baby come on, let’s go bye bye’s,” I plead with him.

His response is a groan and then he flops down on his side.

“Ugh…don’t do this now!” I growl down at him with my hands fisted on my hips.

He wags his tail twice and paws at the air before me.

“King Triton, you get up right now! You are a bad boy.” I use my stern voice with him.

He wags his tail and then lets out a whimper.

I furrow my brows and get down on my knees, bending over him, “Come on baby, the doctor is going to fix you right up,” I whisper as I scratch his face.

He responds with a grunt and licks my face, “Lord your breath stinks. What the hell did you eat today?” If only he could answer, my life would be so much easier right now.

I push myself up off the floor and stand on my porch looking around. Even with Triton being a pain in the ass, the beauty of my new neighborhood is breathtaking. Surrounded by mountains and wildlife, it’s idyllic and I drink it in, the crisp morning air filling my lungs. The moment I stepped foot into the town it felt like home. My Mom was right when she said I belonged back here. Her home town. My shoulders slump as I still feel the loss of my parents.

A chorus of shouts fill the air and pulls me from my sorrow. I grumble to myself, “Perfect location, right next to a field. My lily white ass it is.”

Triton lets out another grunt.

“Right, focus Sophia,” I tell myself. What the heck was I thinking getting a dog this big? “Come on boy you have to get up, mama can’t lift you.” I tug on his leash again and he doesn’t move an inch, just lets out a sigh.

I look across the street, to the ‘field.’ It’s seven am, on a Saturday no less, and high school football practice is already in full swing. I swallow and thank baby Jesus that in the week since I’ve been here, I haven’t shrieked at the boys or Mr. Holy Hotness their coach for being so loud in the mornings. Plus, who am I kidding? I’ve enjoyed watching him work out with the kids.

“Hello, can one of you boys help me?” My voice echoes across the street.

Fifty something heads turn my way. Oh.

I lift my chin up higher. “Can someone help me lift my dog? Please?”

Heads turn as they look back to their stoic coach who’s flipping through a book, studying it behind dark sunglasses. He looks up and nods his head once at the group of boys and they’re off.

Three boys come running across the street, one steps ahead of the others.

“Hello ma’am, I’m Bobby. That is Pete and Bubba.” He says as he points to the other two.

“Hey guys, I’m Sophia Brown.”

“Hello Sophia,” says Bubba in a high-pitched voice as his feet shuffle back and forth.

Bobby smacks him in the arm, “Your mama would have your head.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Miss Brown.” Pete says.

Miss Brown? I can’t be much older than these boys. I press my lips together to hold my laughter back. Triton grunts on the floor bringing the attention back to him. I kneel down beside him.

“Is he a Saint Bernard?” Bubba asks.

“No, he’s a Bernese Mountain Dog.”

Triton’s tail thumps against the door.

I shake my head and murmur, “Good boy.” I scratch his face and then look up at the boys. “Can you help me get him into the truck?” I point over to it in the driveway.

“Sure,” Pete says with enthusiasm.

“Hey Triton, these gentlemen are going to help you into the car, okay baby?” The boys step closer and Pete joins me at the front while the other two head down by Triton’s tail.

“Okay, you both balance his back side while we get him from up here,” I say as I slide my hands under him.

Everyone gets in position and Triton turns his head to the two boys by his rear and lets out a little growl. Each of the boys pull away from him immediately.

“Triton! That is a bad boy!” I look at the boys apologetically. “He isn’t mean guys, just a bit grumpy today. Can we try again?”

They cautiously make eye contact with each other and nod their heads, putting their hands back under Triton. He turns his head and shows his teeth to Bubba and Bobby.

Their eyes go wide and they quickly back off, Bobby looks at me, “I’m sorry Miss Brown, but I don’t want to get bit.”

I nod, “I understand. I’ll figure something out.” I say with more confidence than I feel.

They stand up and back away from Triton and he shows his teeth at them once more with a low growl.

“King Triton, you stop that right now.” He sheepishly looks at me and howls, then plops his head down.

The three boys just stand there, “It’s okay, I can get him to move. You boys go back to your practice and thank you for trying.”

They look at each other and then back at the practice field, “Sorry, Miss Brown.” Pete sighs and then they silently leave. I stand back up and look down at him thinking about what will get him to move. Cheese is the first thing I can think of. I step over him, go back into the house and run down the hall to the kitchen. Grabbing a slice of cheese from the fridge, I slam the door and turn back. I can see Triton’s ears perk up as I unwrap the cheese, crinkling the wrapper.

“Here baby, mama has cheese.”

The damn dog doesn’t even turn around, but as I step outside I happen to look across the field where the three boys are animatedly pointing back at Triton as they talk to their coach. He hands one of the boys his book and then looks back at me, or at least I think he does. He has to be one of the only people I know that looks good in aviators. Damn good in fact.

He starts walking toward me and suddenly my mouth feels as if I’ve been sucking on cotton balls. I swear I can hear that song from the movie Top Gun playing. Is he walking in slow motion? No, he can’t be. I can’t take my eyes off him as the lyrics take my breath away teasingly echo in my head. As he approaches me, I try to gather myself and give him a welcoming smile.

“You might want to stop your dog from eating that cheese,” he states flatly with an upstate accent.

I look down at Triton as he stretches his neck to steal the cheese right out of my hand, noisily scarfing it down. I frown at him.

He groans.

I throw my hands up in the air, “Your belly hurts you big dope. Why did you eat more?”

The coach clears his throat.

“Oh sorry. Hi, I’m Sophia.” I put my hand out.

He looks down and takes it in a quick firm grasp, letting it go just as fast. “Hey, I’m Bo. Did you need some help with your dog?”

“Yes, I, uh…yes.” Still feeling the heat of his hand on mine, I manage an “it’s a pleasure to meet you,” before slowly moving my eyes down to Triton so that I can get a good look at him. Damn, they invented Levi’s for a body like that. Heaven.

Triton whimpers and rolls on his back.

“What’s wrong with him?” Bo asks with an eyebrow raised.

I sigh.

“He has a bad habit of eating anything and everything he can get his teeth into.”

“Ah, I see. You’re new here, right?”

I can’t see the expression on his face with those glasses on. “Yeah, word travels fast huh?”

“Sweetheart, the minute the house sold, tongues were waggin’.” He gives me a crooked smile.

“Good to know. Would you be able to help me lift him into my truck?”

“Sure, are you bringing him into the vet in town?” He runs a hand through his hair and rests it on the back of his neck.

“I was going to drive him to his old one since I haven’t been able to get in to meet the vet here yet.”

Triton looks up at me letting out a part whimper, part bark.

“Quit being dramatic,” I chide throwing my hands in the air.

Bo chuckles. “He has some personality. How far is the drive?”

“Slightly over two hours.”

He pauses then tilts his head to the side. “The vet here is excellent, would you like me to call in a recommendation?”

I tuck a stray piece of hair behind my ear and smile.

“You think they’d see us?”

“I think I can get you in.”

“I would love that, thank you so much for your hotness…I mean kindness!” I close my eyes, what the fuck?

He emits a deep laugh and pulls a phone from his back pocket, quickly sending a text off. “Come on, let’s get this boy into the car.”

“Okay, I’ll grab his upper half,” I indicate as I bend down by Triton’s head.

“You just get the door to the truck. What’s his name?” He gestures down.

“Triton, well King Triton. He only gets called the full name when he’s been bad, like now.” I look down, “You’re a very bad boy.”

His rolls to his side, his tail thumps on the doormat and he paws at the air again.

Bo cracks a grin.

“Alright buddy, you ready?” He squats down and puts his arms around Triton.

He growls low.

“King Triton.” My shoulders slump with exasperation.

Bo pulls a hand away from Triton and holds it up to me for silence. He then looks down at Triton and growls right back in his face. Triton’s tail stops wagging and he tucks it between his legs. Bo then with a grunt, picks him up and cradles him like a baby.

“Isn’t he heavy?” I question in shock.

“It’s fine–”

He doesn’t manage to complete his words before Triton licks his face.

Triton’s tail swings back and forth as he keeps on licking Bo’s face while the poor guy carries him to the truck. Bo stops when Triton’s next swipe goes over his sunglasses leaving a big wet streak mark on them.

I cover my mouth as I snort with laughter.

“A little help here?” he requests as he tries to pull his head back from Triton’s lick attack.

“Oh, here, let me,” I offer and step closer pulling the glasses off his face.

I freeze, my knees threaten to buckle from the heat of his gaze. Bo’s eyes are a sky blue and scorching like a hot summer’s day. I can’t take my eyes off him. Triton, the brat of a dog, knows I am drooling over him and interrupts us with a whine. I release a breath I didn’t realize I was holding.

“I meant the dog, but if you can hold those while we get this guy in the truck?”

“Yes, let me open the door.” I turn around and jog over to the truck. Swinging the door wide open, I look back and see him striding with Triton in his arms. I stand back as he sets him in the back cabin and I am blessed with the rear view of him.

“Oh my,” I whisper, my mouth dropping open at the perfect sight.

He sets Triton down with ease.

“Is something wrong?” Bo probes, his brows raised high, making his forehead crinkle with concern.

“Not a thing.” Good job Sophia, he almost caught you gawking at his behind. But what a lovely behind it is.

“Would you like me to drive?” He takes his glasses out of my hand and starts to clean them on his T-shirt.

His shirt lifts slightly and I get a peek at his abs. My face heats and I wipe the sweat off my forehead. I want to see more, but Jesus, get it together Sophia! You’re supposed to be focusing on Triton, not the coach’s magnificent body.

“Are you sure you have the time?” I glance over at the football field filled with athletes.

“Yeah, they’ll be alright.”

“Thanks so much for your help, but if you need to stay here I’m sure I can find someone to help at the vet office.”

He looks down into my eyes for a moment, then puts his aviators back on, breaking the contact. “How about you sit in the back with Triton and I’ll drive?”

“Sure, since you know where you’re going.” I inwardly sigh with relief. “Thanks.” I reach into my front pocket, fishing out my keys. “Here, you’ll need these.” I place them into Bo’s open hand and the second our skin touches a spark goes through me. I pull it back quickly and rub my palm frowning. What the hell was that?

Bo frowns. “Static,” he states gruffly. “You ok?” he asks shaking his hand off.

“I’m fine.” Still rubbing my hand, I get in the back with Triton. Bo stands for a brief second at the open door looking in at us, then nods his head once and gets into the driver’s seat.


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Heather Shere is a wife of twenty some odd years and wants you to know that you get less for murder. She’s also the mother of two adult shaped kids, who she thinks she messed up just enough to make them highly successful individuals, who are also hilarious.
She has a masters degree in snark and nothing entertains her more than someone who can word battle with her. She considers herself an awesome cook and an expert baker but wants to eat out most days, however, nothing is made ‘the right way’ unless she makes it herself.
When she gets bored she likes to tinker with different hobbies like crocheting, scrapbooking, stamping and card making. Her newest and most fulfilling passion is writing and she welcomes you into the deep dark depths of her mind.

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PROMO ~ Beast Rising (The Order of the Wolf Book 7) by Angela Addams

 

Beast Rising
(The Order of the Wolf Book 7)
by Angela Addams

Date of Publication: January 17, 2017


Blurb

The Huntresses are stepping up their game. So are the forces arrayed against them…

Embracing the Huntresses could mean death to the wolves who love them.

The Order of the Wolf, Book 7

Mayhem is furious. While he and the boys have been rocking it out on stage at a series of concerts in Scotland, Darcy and Aubrey have been sneaking out for, as they so defiantly put it, “training.”

Raven is cut to the bone when he discovers what Darcy’s been doing behind his back. But simply forbidding the women from hunting isn’t the answer. Though it makes him uneasy, he talks Mayhem into joining forces to train alongside their women.

Training is in full swing when they encounter a pair of ancient Huntresses battling each other with powers Darcy and the girls can only dream about. Taking sides turns out to be a mistake when Darcy and Raven are kidnapped, and an evil plan is put into play to use the girls’ powers to unleash Lazarus, the king of the beasts.

The only way to defeat him is for the Order, Huntresses, and Wolves to put their mutual mistrust aside and unite. Or the world could be flooded with an unending river of feral beasts.

Warning: Contains sex in public places, a virtual reality threesome, and some red hot lovin’. Female warriors with an attitude who won’t be shackled or coddled, and rock star werewolf mates who are hard pressed to keep up

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Every day is Halloween for author Angela Addams. Enthralled by the paranormal at an early age, Angela spends most of her time thinking up new story ideas that involve supernatural creatures in everyday situations. She believes that the written word is an amazing tool for crafting the most erotic of scenarios.

She lives in Ontario, Canada with her loving husband and children.

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RELEASE DAY BLITZ ~ Viking (A Real Man #9) by Jenika Snow

 

 

 

 

She’ll be his greatest conquest.


INGRID


I should have been afraid of him, the brutal man with the violence covering him and blood on his face. But he’d saved me from a fate worse than death. He was a Viking, a man who took what he wanted because he could, because no one dared to cross him, to go against him.

And he claimed me.

I was his now, and I didn’t want to fight that.


GUNNAR

From the moment I saw Ingrid I knew I wanted her as mine, as my wife, the future mother of my children. I’ll go to any lengths to keep her by my side, to make her see I’m not letting her go. I may give her the option to leave, to find her own way, but the truth is I would follow her to the ends of the earth to keep her close.

I’m a Viking, a savage, dangerous and violent. I don’t give up when I see something I want. I’ve been searching for Ingrid my whole life; I just didn’t realize it until I looked into her blue eyes.

She will be mine. No matter what.


Warning: Hope you like your men filthy, brutal, and willing to slay for the woman he’s claimed, because in this story you’re getting it all and then some. It’s dirty, totally unbelievable, and probably holds no real historical facts, but it’s fun and hot and hits the right spot. It is what it is, so hang on and enjoy the ride.


The sound of a battle cry wrenched through the air. The men around me took a fighting stance. I searched the village, seeing nothing but flames and smoke. The shadows crept around where the flames didn’t lick.

A grunt.

A cry of pain.

The scent of blood in the air.

The feeling of my enemies life force covering me.

It all hit me suddenly, and I fell forward, bracing my hands in the dirt, my breathing labored. I could hear fighting all around me, and I expected any second that final blow that would end my life.

But it never came. And when the silence stretched on, I lifted my head and looked around. The Vikings who’d destroyed my village were around me, their bodies bloody and broken. My heart thundered, and my throat was dry. I couldn’t breathe. It wasn’t just the thick smoke that surrounded me like a cloak, but my fear of what was out there. Of who had killed my enemy.

And then I heard heavy footsteps coming closer, but the fire raged on, making it impossible to see anything. I tried to stand, but my legs didn’t want to work. I heard my heart thundering in my ears, felt the pulse at the base of my neck.

 

The man who came into view was not a savior, a hero that had saved the day. He might have killed the men who’d hurt me, but he was still a Viking. His short dark hair, the leather, fur, and blood from his enemies that he wore making it known he’d seen violence…he’d delivered it himself. But although he was the same as the ones who’d terrorized my village, he’d also killed them, stopped them before they could take from me what wasn’t freely offered.

And then I saw several more men step up behind him. It was clear they were with him, part of his clan, as their shields showed the same coloring, the same crest. Their focus was intense, their attention trained right on me. They conversed with each other in a dialect I wasn’t familiar with. When the Viking in front of me started speaking, this time to me, I could only shake my head. I didn’t know if they meant me harm, or if they were worse than the ones they’d killed.

“Please, I don’t understand. I don’t know what’s happening.” I lifted my dirt and blood covered hands, knowing they were shaking. These Vikings probably didn’t understand me either.

“You’re afraid of us.” The one I’d seen first spoke to me, his words clear and his accent thick. He knew my language.

“Yes,” I whispered. There wasn’t any point in lying. He could see how clear my fear was. It was written along my body, in telltale signs.

 

“You have nothing to fear from us.” He held his hand out to me, and although maybe I still should have been afraid, should have tried to outrun them, to escape, the truth was I did feel safe. I didn’t know if they were telling me the truth, but they’d killed the men who had destroyed my home, who had been about to do unspeakable things to me. They could have harmed me ten times over by now, but they didn’t, they hadn’t.

So I lifted my shaking hand and slipped it into his bigger one, his palm covered in blood, his strength clear.

He helped me to stand, and I had to crane my neck back to stare into his face. He was huge, his body wide, muscular. I could see his eyes, a bright blue that didn’t look soft. I could see the violence and danger reflected in them, staring right into my very being. I was aware of the destruction around us, of the bodies littering our feet. I could even feel the other two men watching us.

I knew I should say something, anything, but I was lost in this hazy feeling of confusion, slight fear and…warmth.

And then he leaned down slightly so we were eye to eye. He lifted his hand, cupped my cheek, and said in a voice so deep, so masculine I couldn’t help but shiver, “You’re mine, female.”

I didn’t know what my fate was, but at this point I had nothing else to lose.

 



 

 


Jenika Snow is a USA Today Bestselling Author that lives in the northwest with her husband and their two daughters. Before she started writing full-time she worked as a nurse.

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