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RELEASE BLITZ – Indecent Cravings: Part Four by S.K. Cross

 

Title: Indecent Cravings: Part Four
Series: Indecent Cravings #4

Author: S.K. Cross

 

Genre: Erotic Romance
 Release Date: September 17, 2015



Blurb
Storm clouds are moving into Miami…

Jayd (formerly Abigail) is stunned at new revelations about Lukas Thorn, including a dangerous peek into his past. Once Lorena convinces her to see things differently, Jayd submits to her first week of “private training” at Lukas’ Key Biscayne mansion.As she continues her search for Karissa, Jayd senses evil forces moving in on both her and Lukas. An event soon forces her to choose whether she will return to her upper-crusty college world in Boston or continue her hot steamy new life in Miami permanently.

Do not read if any of the following offends you: Dirty talk, floggers, riding crops, anal sex, strap-on dildos, heavy ropes, threesomes, foursomes, moresomes, tongues in places they probably shouldn’t go, sensory deprivation, public humiliation, girl-on-girl, girl-on-guy, guy-on-two-girls, two-girls-on-girl, well-endowed M2F transsexual-on-girl, well-endowed M2F transsexual-on-guy, tease and denial contests, dominatrixes, and sex swings…all consensual and in the spirit of fun and personal growth. (Not all of these appear in this book but will be explored over the course of the series… and more!)

You have been warned.

Themes explored: Overcoming personal challenges, discovering one’s purpose in life, inspiring people to live their own lives on their own terms, and refusing to allow others to control how you think.

Mature content. 18+ only. Book 4 of a multiple-part continuing series.

 
 
 

 

 
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Another sultry beat begins. I move around him. He spreads his legs on the stool as I bend forward and flop my hair over his naked knees.

I want to stop and bite them, but the hair flop is a tease Lorena’s choreographer taught me. As I steal a glance at his sapphire demons of eyes, I know I’ve had the desired effect. I swear I even see a twitch in those shorts.

Then I turn around and back up into him, making sure my denim cutoffs are as close to him as I can get without touching him. I sway from side to side, pulling them up tight so he can see the G-string of my thong, then pulling the top down just enough so that the top of my panties come halfway down my ass crack.

Then back up again. I spin quickly, waving my finger in a no-no stance, then placing my hands on my hips with an “underlook” and a sultry smile.

Twitch! I saw a twitch! That was a massive one. Well, naturally. He smiles while running his hands up the sides of his face into his hair. Hopefully, I’m making him want to pull it out right now. I’m a pretty talented twitch-reader.

Next thing I do is straddle him, my legs as wide as they go as I place my face near his crotch.

Then I draw a somewhat straight but sort of diagonal line up to his right ear with my head, making sure my perfume hits his nostrils with a flick of my hair.

It takes all of the effort I have ever summoned to not dive into that muscular pulsing neck as I reach his ear and drop a hot dollop of sweet girl breath into his acoustic cavity.

The next move is tricky. Lorena’s choreographer was emphatic about this point, that whatever I do as I rise above him I can’t touch him. It takes balance and precision. I fucked it up numerous times, but eventually got it right.

Here goes.

I shift my weight onto his thighs without touching his crotch. Then I move so my face rises from below his chin to the top of his head, looking him in the eye and then allowing the center of my breasts to fall right to his eyes.

Then, I lean back and remove my tank top, exposing my bra. Then I move forward to almost touch his nose while snaking one hand behind me and unlatching it.

The brilliance of this move is how the bra falls without him knowing it’s going to happen. One moment he’s looking at the piece of fabric between my two girls. The next, he’s looking at the naked spot between them, their mounds dancing around his peripheral vision.

Then I tilt my head and move to his right, landing another hot breathy whisper of nothingness to his other ear.

This time I feel the twitch. The choreographer would have deducted points for getting too close, but come on! It’s Lukas Thorn’s cock!

Sensations swirl around me, colors dance, and my breathing is heavy as his throbbing warrior presses against my thigh, up my taint, and up my backside.

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I am the owner of a foul-mouthed dirty mind, a living contradiction who enjoys pushing hot sexy fun to the edges of normalcy … while telling the stories of inspiring characters who rise above personal challenges to live happy and fulfilled lives.

 
 
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RELEASE BLITZ – A Step Two Close by Jaimie Roberts

 
 

 

 
 
Title: A Step Two Close
 
Author: Jaimie Roberts
 
 Release Date: September 17, 2015
 

 

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I used sex to help me forget.
To help me numb the pain.
Because for those few minutes of pleasure, I could shut it all off.
The reminders of all that I had lost. All that I had endured.

Of all that I saw die before my eyes.I slept with a man I can’t get out of my head. It was supposed to be a one-time thing with no attachments and no commitments. No names were exchanged, no phone numbers swapped. And that was fine by me … until I lay awake at night, dreaming about that man’s caress. Wanting and yearning to feel his touch once more.

But one day, my fantasies of seeing this man become an all-too-consuming, nightmarish reality. Suddenly, he is in my house, that cocky grin of his silently promising more to come.

And the reason being? His father is getting married to my mother. We are going to be family.

I am in the seven circles of hell. His look alone consumes my soul and makes me beg for more. He wants me and is determined to get me. I’m his obsession, and I’ve just become a slave to his infatuation … to the games he likes to play. The games he knows will have me surrendering to his will.

But that’s not the only problem. That’s not the only reason I am living in my own personal hell.

The year before I met my soon-to-be step-brother, Hunter … The year I made a decision that will ultimately end up destroying my very soul…

I lost my virginity to Hunter’s dad.

Warning: Contains scenes of emotional and physical abuse. Readers with sensitivity to such subjects are advised to proceed with caution.

 
 
 

 

 
 
 
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Jaimie Roberts was born in London, but moved to Gibraltar in 2001. She is married with two sons, and in her spare time, she writes.

In June 2013, Jaimie published her first book, Take a Breath, with the second released in November 2013. With the reviews, Jaimie took time out to read and learn how to become a better writer. She gets tremendous enjoyment out of writing, and even more so from the feedback she receives.

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BLOG TOUR ~ Deceit and Lies (The Black Rose Chronicles #1) by A.K. Michaels

 

The Black Rose Chronicles: 
Deceit and Lies
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She is different, unique, and one of a kind. Even in this weird new world. In a world ravaged by an inter-species war and almost devoid of Witches, she has to hide, keeping her heritage a secret. Only two people knew the truth about her: her father and her mentor; her savior, Seth. A highly trained assassin, she kills with impunity if the target deserves such a sentence. Unfortunately, far too many do. The lawlessness that stretches from coast to coast allowing unspeakable acts to go unpunished.

 
Vampires, Werewolves, Demons, and a host of other species now run free upon the earth and some of them were downright evil. She tasks herself with dealing with wrongdoers whenever she can. She is strong, fearless and powerful. An anomaly, probably the only Witch/Wolf hybrid left alive. She shields herself from detection. If anyone knew she has Witch DNA they would all come after her and she couldn’t take such a horde on and live.
 
Her assignments as the ‘go to’ assassin for The Council give her plenty of opportunity to wreak justice upon those who deal in death and destruction. Her targets mostly found dead with black lips and tongue; a result of her spells and not just the poison everyone thinks. So, when the new Head of the Council, Basilius, a Demon, tasks her with taking out the most powerful Vampire alive she can’t refuse. Can she?
 
The Black Rose will strike again for the good of humanity. It’s what she believes she’s been born to do and she will tackle this as she does all of her missions; with deadly intent. There’d be no difference this time. Would there? Or is the dangerous Vampire, Cassius Allarde, not all that he seems?
 
 
Come follow Rose’s journey as she fights to find out the truth. About the Demon, the Vampire and the Witch hunt that destroyed most of her kind. Book 1 in A K Michaels new series, The Black Rose Chronicles. If you like your dystopian books with the added bonus of supernatural beings in abundance then this book is for you. 
 

 


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Hearing a laugh from her left, her head spun in that direction, a large bear of a man sauntering out. A dirty, unkempt beard covering his face, so all she saw clearly were his eyes. Eyes that were not in the least friendly, and held the red tinge of a hungry Vampire. She sighed before addressing the obvious leader. “I know you’re not on your own so why not call out your little friends and we can get this party started?”
 
“Party? Hey, guys, we’ve got a livewire here.” The man guffawed, bending over for a moment as laughter
erupted. “So you want to party with us, little lady?”
 
She shook her head sadly as two other men appeared, staring at her with lust and hunger on their faces.
“You misunderstood my definition of party, big guy. Let me explain. This can go one of two ways. You and your men,” her arm arced around to take in the other two standing in the shadows, “can leave me in peace and let me pass. Or, and looking at you I’m guessing this is the way it’ll play out. I kill you all. Simple.”
 
The main man stood straighter, showing off his bulk as he stepped closer. “You’re goin’ to kill us? All three of us? You’re aware that we’re Vampires, aren’t you? But just what the fuck are you? I can’t quite make up my mind.”
 
“Yes, yes, and none of your damn business.” She snapped out, waiting to see who’d make the first move.
The large one, the leader, flicked a finger at one of the others still in the shadows.
 
Her eyes flitted towards him, her arm moving with lightning speed and retrieving her katana. Brandishing
the long blade in front of her as the smaller Vampire sped towards her. She tracked his movements, knowing a nano-second in advance his intentions. She stood calmly, waiting until he was within reach, then weaved her sword in an impossibly fast arc towards him.
 
The razor sharp blade relieved the Vamp of his head, quickly, cleanly, and with ease. His body collapsed to the ground with a soft thud, his dark blood seeping into the hard-packed earth beneath him. She didn’t give his body a second glance as she took up a defensive stance, her knees bending and her sword now before her, held in both hands as she smirked at the leader.
 
“What the fuck?” He cursed, motioning again at the other Vampire to attack.
 
This one was faster but she was ready, her blade slashing through the air to slice across his thigh as she spun around to miss his grasping fingers. The sword passed all the way through, causing him to fall onto his other knee. Her blade glinted in the moonlight as she quickly slashed down fiercely, decapitating him in an instant. Pulling her blade free before she eyed the larger man, seeing his fury seething inside.
 
“What are you?” he ground out between clenched teeth.
 
“Again, none of your business.” She grinned at him, her eyes flashing with anger. “You’ve missed the most important question. Not what I am, but who I am.”
 
He didn’t respond other than to roar as he flashed towards her. She stepped forward, away from the two dead bodies and waited. As he drew nearer she dashed to the side impossibly fast, twirling her blade above her head as she went. A hiss of anger from the Vampire as she sliced downwards and into the back of his knee.
 
She gave him credit. He didn’t slow down, only cursing loudly as he whirled around to come after her again. Once more she danced out of his reach, her blade inflicting even more damage as he tried to get his hands on her. Not happening.
 
“I’ll fucking rip you apart and drink you dry!” His rage clear in the roar as he stumbled up onto his feet.
 
“Nope.” She shook her head.
 
This time she wove out of his grasp, bringing her blade backwards, the tip of her blade sinking in and piercing his lower back, severing the spine and causing his large body to collapse. Not a death blow. He was a Vampire and if left alone the wound would heal, but she wasn’t leaving him alive to hunt her down. Stepping over to him she flicked her hair over her shoulder as he stared at her.
 
“Who are you?” he finally asked.
 
 
Staring down at him totally emotionless she answered. “If you’d asked that first then maybe, just maybe, you and your men might’ve survived this little dance. Me? I’m The Black Rose.” She winked at him before raising her blade to end him. Seeing the recognition in his eyes a second before she tore his head from his body.
“Another one bites the dust.” She sang as she wiped her blade on his clothes before returning it to its sheath.
 
 
About A.K. Michaels
 
A.K. Michaels, Ava, is a best-selling author whose books have won awards within the Paranormal Romance scene. She was born in Scotland quite a number of years ago and was married at a young age, and is mother to three much loved children.
After the birth of her last child she went back to higher education to study, before gaining employment within the banking industry. She worked in that role for a number of years before leaving; both the job and the country.
 
She lived abroad for a few years before returning to Scotland and finally taking up her dream – writing.
 
She is the author of the Defender’s Blood series, The Witch, The Wolf and The Vampire series, Supernatural Enforcement Bureau series, Highland Wolf Clan series, Sabrina’s Vampire series, and her latest series The Black Rose Chronicles, together with a Wolf Erotica Novella, Lori’s Wolf. Her books fall into the Paranormal/Urban Fantasy genre and she loves writing those particular kinds ofstories where she can let her imagination run wild!
 
She now spends her time reading – everything from Sci Fi to Crime, Erotica to Fantasy, and Thrillers to Paranormal Romance. She loves spending time with her family and, of course, writing!
 
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BLOG TOUR ~ No Magic Moment (Secrets of Stone, Book 4) by Angel Payne & Victoria Blue

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Abra cadabra…

My name is Margaux Asher–and I’m in love.
Crazy, right? Me, the girl who grew up in the lap of luxury and the shadow of cynicism, is now head-over-heels for an apple farmer’s son who rocks my world and steals my breath. He’s seen the woman beneath the princess, and loves me–for me. Trouble is…he wants all of me. But how can I commit that to him if I don’t know what “me” is?

There are pieces missing–and not just mine. Until Michael opens up and shares all of himself, we’re a great opening explosion, but not a lasting magic tale.

Don’t look at the man behind the curtain…

My name is Michael Pearson–and I’m in love.

Margaux is the fire of my dreams, the fulfillment of my fantasies, and the woman who’s asked the impossible. When your past has been hell, how is it possible to walk through it again? But fighting it isn’t an option–especially when the ghosts rise up and battle back.

Especially when fate issues an ultimatum: battle back, or lose her forever.

Can I do it? Is love enough to change a person’s soul, or will our magic become a forgotten moment for us both?


 

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  I adored Margaux and Michael in No Perfect Princess (book #3 in the Secrets of Stone series) and couldn’t wait to read more about them and find out how things were going as they settled into their relationship….

I should have know that No Magic Moment wasn’t gonna be ALL hearts, flowers and smooth sailing!!!

We started off with a couple that was happy, in love and as ever, hot heavy, down & dirty in the bedroom (car, lounge, you get the idea!! ~ gods, Angel and Victoria can write one helluva knicker melting sex scene!)

After everything that happened in the previous book that lead to the pair getting together they were still getting to know each other fully outside of the bedroom and there were still some secrets and truths that were hidden away. Michael’s past comes back to haunt them in a way no-one ever expected and this pushes our hero to make decisions affecting him and Mare-Bear that could end up nearly destroying them both!

I was so bloody mad at Mr Pearson for a fair bit of the book as his actions, although coming from where he thought was a safe and sensible place, were thoughtless, heartbreaking and selfish….
What did surprise me was Ms Asher’s determination to not let the man she loved suffer on his own – though there comes a point where she does have to wonder if the one you are looking out for cares enough for her to let her in and help them or if she should give up and walk away….

We caught up with Claire and Killian (I really need to go back and read their books….) and saw how things were going for these love-birds. Andre, Marg’s driver, was once again present throughout the book with his trademark humour and snark – he has become a favourite supporting character of mine.

One of the things I really enjoyed about ‘No Magic Moment’ was watching Margaux begin to open up, reach out and connect with her friends and family and to rely on them when things weren’t going so well. She also began to trust and believe in herself – a big deal when you consider what her dragon of a mother had done to her over the years – but also a step she needed to take if she and Michael could have any kind of future together.

I read this fabulous book in pretty much one sitting – a lot of that through the night – I couldn’t put the kindle down as I was desperate to see where things were gonna go and how they would pan out for our red hot lovers.

There’s a couple of surprises in the later part of the story that were really nice – though if I’m gonna be really honest, one or two things happened that I would have liked more of an answer or explanation to but it wasn’t something that detracted from my enjoyment of the book

‘No Magic Moment’ was a ride – it was hot, sensual and sweet with some intrigue and mystery in the mix. The continuation of Michael and Mary’s story made me laugh, saw me cry, had my heart in my mouth and dread in the pit of my stomach at times but I loved every single minute of it!!

A cracker of a read that I have no hesitation in giving 5 well deserved stars….

 


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I did take a couple of sharpened pencils—brand new number twos—and lay them end-to-end in the well on the desk’s top. Like any good student, I sat up straight with my hands folded in front of me. The only thing out of place was my exaggerated gum chewing. It lent to the bit but also helped with my nervousness.
Keys jangled in the hall.
My heartbeat skidded in my chest.
Show time.
I tried to call the circus in my stomach to rest. Would he play along with me? I was almost certain he would…but how far? In what direction?
Uncertainty assaulted me.
A simple question had never turned me on more.
The door swung open. I looked up, brandishing a cheeky grin. Blew a big pink bubble out of my mouth with a long hiss.
Pop.
I sucked the gum back in and kept chewing, adding a little wink. Getting deeper into character helped keep the circus under control—especially after I took in my man from head to toe. He’d worn one of his sharpest suits today, nearly-black navy that was perfectly fitted to every lean, muscled inch of him. Finishing the look was a burgundy tie, a color he turned into a power look with the force of his presence alone.
I really loved that suit on him.
Inside ten seconds, I squirmed in the seat. Wet for him. Wanting him.
“Well, what do we have here?” His sensual growl moved through me while he shucked his jacket and slid his briefcase onto the island in the kitchen, right next to the wooden ruler. Though I had a blind spot due to my lower level at the desk, I sensed he stashed the ruler in his back pocket. I’d find out for sure if I pushed him far enough…and earned a punishment.
Oh, it was on.
“Hi there.” I blew another bubble. Smaller this time. Popped it with my teeth and sucked it back in. Michael watched every movement with darkening eyes—and, I observed as he walked out from the kitchen, a hardening crotch. Oh, yes. I grinned a little wider.
“Hello there.” He started unbuttoning his sleeves. Rolled them both to his elbows. Oh hell, yes. “What’s going on?”
“I’ve come for detention—just like the slip said, Headmaster.” I chewed loudly but added in a mumble, “Although I didn’t expect the proctor to be late.”
He lifted both hands to his waist. “What did you just say, Miss Asher?”
His snarl was terrifying—and so fucking hot. He’d taken the bait and jumped right into character—as I’d known he would, deep in my heart. Never letting me down.
I loved this man so much.
“Nothing.” I snapped it breezily, diving deeper into my own persona. “Nothing at all.”
“Perhaps you meant ‘nothing, Sir’?”
I gave him an exaggerated blink through my heavily coated lashes. “Of course. Nothing, Sir.”
He prowled closer. I smiled bigger. Holy crap, he was good. So damn good.
“Miss Asher, I’ve been seeing a lot of you lately. Your behavior is getting out of hand. It’s possible some corrective action is necessary at this point.”
I gasped and worried my lips together. “No! Please, Headmaster. I promise, I promise I’ll be good.”
“That’s what you said last time, young lady.”
“But I mean it this time. I do. Really.”
“So tell me, why were you sent to my office? Exactly?” He eyed me carefully. I picked up the vibe instantly. He played along while trying to understand what I wanted out of all this. While we’d talked about the fantasy, we hadn’t exactly discussed a line-by-line. Really, I could never let this man go. He was clever enough and brave enough to go toe-to-toe with me on every level.
I blew another bubble for dramatic effect. Michael sighed, giving it equal weight. “Give me the gum, Miss Asher. You know it’s against school policy, and it’s unladylike to be chewing it in front of me.”
I slid another glance up at him. “You gonna make me?”
He walked back to the counter, grabbed a tissue from the box on it, then paced back over to cup it in front of my mouth.
“Spit it out.”
“No.”
“Do not defy me. It will only make things worse for you. It’s a disgusting habit anyway.” He pressed his other hand against the side of my face. “There are much better uses for that pretty little mouth.”


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Angel Payne

Hi there. I’m Angel: book lover, writing addict, hopeless romantic, pop culture geek and avid shoe lover.

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I’ve been hooked on books since I was a kid but it got worse in my twenties, when I discovered romances–the hotter, the better. Growing up in Southern California, with lots of surfer manliness surrounded me, was certainly a good boost for reading about delicious alpha guys and the women who adore them. When I learned I had a knack for telling these stories too, I guess you could say I was doomed–though my path toward romance novelist took a few detours via a concert-reviewing gig for my college newspaper (free show tickets…backstage passes…that was a no-brainer), artist interviews for a Beverly Hills dance music mag, personal assistant work for a record producer, dance club disc jockey, and a lot of fun in the hospitality industry.

These days, I still live in California, and have found an amazing alpha guy of my own who was brave enough to marry me. We live on a street that looks like Brigadoon, with our beautiful daughter. I have the best life ever, and never forget to thank the Big Guy Upstairs for it, either.

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Victoria Blue lives in her own portion of the galaxy known as Southern California. There she finds the love and life sustaining power of one amazing sun, two unique and awe inspiring planets and three indifferent, yet comforting moons. Life is fantastic and challenging and everyday brings new adventures to be discovered. She looks forward to seeing what’s next!

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BLOG TOUR – Reaper by Lindsey Winsemius

 
Reaper
A Dystopian Romance
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Nearly 100 years after the Global War devastated the world, Aerina has only known peace. Raised a Patrician in the strictly segregated Alban Republic, she lacks for nothing. Nothing except knowledge of the world outside, and the attention of the man she desires most.
 
Marcus is a Reaper, responsible for the state’s security. He is a leader, an elite fighter, and sometimes, an executioner. Raised as a Man of Death, he has never known true peace.
 
While masquerading as a Plebeian, Aerina unknowingly is part of an assassination attempt on the Consul. Nearly executed, she becomes an outcast to her own class, and her life is now endangered by a traitor who thinks she knows too much. She turns to the most unlikely source for help – her almost-executioner, Marcus.
 
As the pair closes in on the traitor, they uncover a far greater threat. Devastation is coming to their shores, lured by an Alban secret kept hidden since the Global War. Can Marcus and Aerina overcome their differences to save their world? And will they find in one another what they each desire most?


 


 
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Aerina turned towards the table, settling in to the chess game.

“My turn, I see.” She rested her hand on her chin to study the move he had made since the previous evening. She crossed her legs, letting the skirt ride high on her thigh.
Marcus walked slowly up behind her, looking at the game over her shoulder. He was so close she could feel the warmth from his thighs against her back. She resisted the urge to lean back further. It was amazing how comfortable she felt with him, as if they had played chess together in his home for years.

Aerina made a tsking sound, moving her bishop to take his rook. “Bad move, darling. That was your last rook.” Marcus said nothing, leaning over her shoulder. Aerina breathed in the scent of him, that familiar spicy musk that made her heart beat faster. His forearm brushed her cheek as he leaned forward, and she wanted to run her hand lightly over the fine dark hairs covering the sinewy muscle.
Her stomach clenched, those familiar mad butterflies taking flight. The fact that those arms could wrap around her and squeeze the life from her with little effort didn’t alarm her as it should. The raw strength was coupled with an incredible control. 

She was so absorbed in the essence of him, she almost missed his move. Her move had opened up a space for him to take her queen.
“You distracted me,” she accused, studying the board in disbelief.
“I wasn’t the one hiking my skirt up to my waist,” was his cool retort.


 

 


 

 
 

Lindsey Winsemius learned from a young age that books hold the key to new worlds. As a young adult, she was often caught with forbidden romance novels under her mattress.

In addition to authoring dystopian romance novels, she is Vice President of a technology company. Her passion for reading has led her to become part of an initiative to promote independent authors and literacy called Frantic Froggy. She lives in Grand Haven, Michigan with her husband and two young children. She is often at the beach with a book, or making up stories to entertain her children.

 
 



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BOOK TOUR – Every Love by LK Collins

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Title:  Every Love
Author: LK Collins 

 

Book Tour: September 14 – 25

 

Genre: Erotic Suspense 
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Post – Living in the after, the events that took place over a year ago are etched in my brain. Haunting me in the worst ways imaginable.

Traumatic – Physical and psychological scars have me so wounded that I can’t get through a day without my mind swirling with constant fucked up images.

Stress – Anxiety. Panic. Rage. I’m not myself and the pain I fight through each day has made me make some really bad decisions.

Disorder – Out of control. Not fucking normal. Nowhere even close.

I say fuck Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder.

The life I left behind is gone and everything I’d hoped to return to has been stolen away, all while I was being beaten, starved, and tortured. But being Nate Wilcox, I pick my ass up, ‘cause I’m a fucking survivor. Even if my methods are totally fucked up, it’s all I can do to keep the pain at bay.

 

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 Chapter 1

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Oh fuck! The bathroom is covered in blood. It’s smeared down the wall and pooled around my mom’s head, where she’s lifelessly lying flat on her face. Fear freezes me. What in the world happened? The shower curtain is ripped down, her bloody hand print is smeared along the side of the tub where she struggled to get herself up.

            “Ma,” I yell, finally willing myself to move to her side. I touch her back to wake her and suddenly I’m back in Afghanistan. I push away the images assaulting me that I have worked so hard to suppress. But still, before my eyes is a wounded soldier, shot, bloody, and hanging on to life. God dammit, stop! This is my mom, not that place. I’m scared to move her and know better than to even try. My worst fear in this world is something happening to her. Moving my trembling hands to shake her a little more, I’m about to lose it. I don’t want to hurt her, but I also want to wake her any way possible. My heart is thudding against the walls of my chest as I grab her wrist to see if she has a pulse. I sit in silence, fighting to hear her heart. How did this happen? Did someone hurt her? Where is all this blood coming from? My mind races, all the while I’m listening. I’m not sure if what I feel is her heart or mine, but I go with my gut and hop up the best that I can, my prosthetic making it hard to move around.

             Quickly I swipe the phone off of her nightstand and grab a towel as I drop back to my knees, dialing 911. Tears stream down my face looking at her this way. The blood is coming from a gash on her head, and I try to click into numb soldier mode as I press the towel onto the wound to stem the bleeding. Someone had to have done this to her. There’s simply too much blood for her to have slipped and fallen on her own. I feel the panic overtaking me, worming through the numbness.

            “911, what’s your emergency?”

            “It’s—” I choke, staring at her weak body.

            “Hello? Sir, what’s your emergency?”

            “My…My mom…I…I don’t know what….” My voice is shaky and I’m struggling through each word. “She’s…she’s unconscious and—”

            “Is she breathing, sir?”

            Fuck, there’s a lot of blood. My mind flashes back to the battlefield, my chest tightens, I’m frozen.

“Sir, I need to know if she’s breathing?”

            “I…”

            “I’m routing an ambulance to you. Are you at 211 Riverdale?”

            “Uh huh.”

            “Sir, now please tell me, is your mom breathing?”

            “She’s facedown, so… I don’t know.”

            “Is her airway clear?”

            Leaning over her, I look at my mom’s face and gently brush her hair out of the way. I can see that nothing is blocking her mouth or nose. Her eyes are closed and her poor glasses are smashed to hell, barely over her eyes.

            “There’s…” Fuck!

            “Sir? Her airway?”

            “It’s clear.”

            “Good, does she have a pulse?”

            “I think so.”

            I hear the dispatcher in the background speak to someone, then she comes back on the line. “The ambulance should be there in less than a minute, just leave her ‘til the medics arrive. Are you okay to get off the phone and open your front door?”

            “Yeah,” I say and hang up.

            I take a deep breath and try to push the panic down, unlocking the door in a haze. I need to get my shit together. Running back to my mom, I rest my head softly against hers, I cry and just pray that she’ll be okay. She has to be. I’ve already lost one woman in my life, so I sure as hell can’t lose another. Lying this close to her, I can feel her breathing.

            Thank God. Pulling the towel away, I check and see that her head is no longer bleeding. That’s good. But again my damn mind gets the best of me and morbid thoughts take over. I envision her in a casket, my dad and I crushed with grief standing over her, and the pain of it is as real as if I was standing right there, right now.

            All of a sudden the room is flooded with EMTs. “Sir, I need you to get up,” one of them says, his voice so faint as I struggle to come out of the grief brought on by my vision. Where did it even come from? He gently helps me up as I’m still having a hard time processing things.

            “What happened?” one of them asks me as the others begin to work on her.

            I replay the story the best that I can, fighting to stay calm and in the moment. Then out of the blue – a flashback to the day Arion collapsed in the hallway outside of her condo, when I showed up like an asshole and scared the shit out of her. She had no idea that I was alive, and the pure shock alone caused her to faint.

            Watching my mom just as helpless makes my world spin. Everything inside of me aches as my vision bounces between her, Arion, and war. 


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 Release Date: September 16, 2015

 


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I’m a f*cking bastard.

I f*ck girls to forget about her.

She’s the girl I’m not supposed to want … my step-sister.

She hates me for what I’ve done.

I ruined her life.

Now I’m a Motocross racer. A winner. A player. A bastard.

But being a bastard comes with bad press.

Lucky for me Emily is a PR agent.

When she comes to work for me, I’ll make her remember why she once wanted me too.

She can’t say no … she needs me to keep her job, and I need her to f*ck me.

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He leans back, his lips red from kissing me, and dear fucking god, they look suckable.

 

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful,” he rasps, making me blush. “Don’t hide from me, Em. I wanna feel your skin. See you without anything between us.” With his index finger, he tips up my chin. “I want all of you.” He leans in and presses a deep, toe-curling kiss on my lips. “Give me all of you, Em. Everything.”

 

Oh god, why’d he have to say such a thing? I don’t know how to respond.

 

“I—”

 

He places a finger on my lips. “Don’t say a word. I’ll show you how good it can be.”

 

He plants another kiss on my lips, eliciting my lips to move up with him as we separate. Damn, why do I want this so much? I’m addicted to his taste, his touch.

 

I let him sweep me off my feet, I admit. I have no defense anymore, all my barriers are down, and I live at the moment, clinging to his lips like it’s my source of energy. This isn’t me. I don’t let guys get close so quickly, but this is Chris, and he’s gotten me deep … deep in trouble.

 

My hardened nipples rub against his shirt as he lowers me onto the table, kissing his way down my chest. My breath hitches in my throat as he licks my nipple, circling around the crown, teasing the peak. His delicious kisses burn me to my core, and when his fingers travel down my body to my panties, they’re completely soaked.

 

“Like this?” he groans, taking my nipple into his mouth, sucking hard.

 

My body arches to meet him, desperate for more. I dare not say the words that come to mind; fuck, yes. I feel ashamed to admit it, but I’m letting myself fall for his seduction. Hard.

 

“Don’t worry, babe. I’m going to give you everything you need.” He pops the button of my jeans, rips down my zipper, and takes it all off as if it comes easily to him. His mouth has my mind spinning, distracting me, but not enough for me not to notice his hand disappearing into my panties. When his fingers slide over my pussy, I gasp, my clit thumping with need.

 

“Did you ever fantasize about this, Em? Did you ever think about me taking you hard and fast on this table right here?”

 

I whimper as he rubs my clit, his fingers sliding down my wetness, coating me entirely.

 

He chuckles. “No need to answer … I already know.”

 

“What?” I mumble, lost in delirium.

 

“Your pussy is begging me to make it come,” he murmurs, and then he gently tugs my nipple with his teeth, causing me to moan out loud. “But maybe your pussy hasn’t deserved it after making me so jealous I almost punched a guy,” he growls, and then he rips down my panties in one go.

 

His smile is deviously sexy as I look down at him, and I’m still trying to decide whether to jab him in the face or let him fuck me until I’m drunk on love.

 

He grins, licking his upper lip agonizingly slow as if to show me how much he has my body under his control. “But I also know you and I want this too much.”

 

“You can get jealous all you want, but this pussy only belongs to one person and that’s me,” I retort.

 

“Oh … we’ll see about that.” His gruff voice drags, heating me up from the inside out.

Suddenly, his hands grip my waist and he lowers himself off the table, between my legs. My eyes widen as his nose dips close, sniffing my scent. After a second, he growls, “Mine.”

 


 



 

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It is often said that time heals all wounds. The words are spoken like a promise… A vow. These words are said to people who have been beaten down to their lowest state. To the poor souls who have nothing left to lose. Whispered into the ear of a grieving daughter, told with a shrug to a man who has nothing left to live for.

 

These are dangerous people.

 

The down-trodden. The grieving. The ones who love more people dead than alive.

 

The words should never be uttered. Not to the ones who have no solid ground on which to stand upon, no rail in which to clasp. The white-knuckled moments of life have come to be expected rather than feared.

 

“Time heals all wounds.”

 

The words are an insult. A slap in the face… and around here, they’ll get you hurt. For Averi McClain and her husband Colt, there were few deeper insults.

 

In the wake of Black Horse’s death, a war has erupted. The Seventy Devils are scattered and on alert, gnawing at the bit for the go-ahead to strike. They would not hesitate to spill the blood of anyone who stood in their way of recompense. They knew they would need to act fast if they wanted to come out on top. Colt was not the kind of guy that you slept on. He’d stop at nothing to protect his family and he was lethal whether he was heavily armed or going toe to toe, bare knuckled beat-down style. Colt did have Black Horse’s blood coursing through his veins, after all. But then, so did Jimmy, and he is ready to show everyone that the apple didn’t fall far from the tree… in fact, they appear to have formed on the same poisoned branch.

 

As leader of the Devils, Jimmy had seventy miscreants to do his bidding – and three goals in which he needed to achieve:

 

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2. Kill Colt McClain and Randy Ford

3. Take Averi for his own

 

Jimmy has another thing coming if he thinks victory is easily won. Will Colt and Averi’s broken road end in tragedy? Or will they be the ones to banish the devils straight to hell? When the demons of the past rise up, can Colt and Randy face them fearless and determined? Whatever happens, don’t expect Colt and Randy to stand alone. Buckle up. The broken road makes for one hell of a ride.


 

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It’s 4.45 pm and I am just going through my emails for the day when my intercom sounds.
Eliza speaks. “Mr Stanton, Miss Marx is here to see you.”
I smile. The crazy bitch won’t take a hint. “Send her in,” I sigh.
The bodyguard opens the door and she walks in wearing a black coat, her high heels clicking on the marble tiles. She smiles warmly and her dimples immediately defrost my anger. Just the sight of my precious girl makes my neck tight and I crack it to release the tightness.
“Hello baby,” she smiles.
“Hello.” I smile defeated, she’s not going to let me fight with her, and it’s strangely comforting.
“I wanted to come and see where you work.” Her eyes flick around the office.
I smirk as I sit back in my chair. “Did you now?”
She nods again and her eyes look around the room and up to the ceiling. “Your office is very nice.”
I frown, not understanding what she is doing. “Are there cameras in here?” she asks.
I smile. “No.”
She bites her lip nervously. “I thought I would come and show you what I bought today.”
I raise a brow in question.
She drops the coat and my eyes drop down her body. She is in a black suspender belt, lace bra and G-string … fucking Perfection.
She holds her hand out and I take it in mine as I stand. She does a twirl on the spot and I feel my cock harden. “You like, Mr Stanton?” she asks.
My eyes hold hers and I reply. “I do.”
“I know that you’re disappointed in me but I’m not letting your mother come between us again.”
I smirk.
“Do you want to be friends?” She raises an eyebrow in question as she places her hands on her hips.
I can’t resist and my lips drop to the part where her neck meets her shoulder and I kiss her gently. “Are you trying to bargain your way out of my anger, Miss Marx?” I run my lips back and forth up her neck.
She drops her head to the side to give me greater access. “Maybe?” she whispers as she smiles into my kiss and runs her tongue though my open smiling lips.
“Maybe?” I repeat. “What does that mean?” I ask as she kisses me more urgently and I feel my cock start to thump as I see our reflection in the window. The sight of her in that lingerie in my office nearly makes me come on the spot. She is standing on her toes to reach me and in the process flexing every muscle in her legs and ass. So fucking hot …
“It means I have a closing argument for you,” she whispers as she tiptoes to kiss my neck. She bites me and goosebumps scatter up my arms.
“What’s the closing argument?” I whisper huskily.
She slowly unzips my pants and without breaking eye contact drops to her knees in front of me. My hands instinctively go to the back of her head.
“I would like you to blow in my mouth,” she breathes and then licks her lips as she frees me from my pants and gently licks up the length of my penis. I run my hand gently over her hair as my cock oozes pre-ejaculate. Fuck, I love this woman.
“And then I want you to bend me over your desk and fuck me like you hate me!” she whispers.
I grab a hand full of hair and impale her mouth with my cock.
“Stop talking and start sucking because you are about to fucking cop it.” I growl as I fill her mouth to the hilt and hiss as I pull out, again deeper, and she runs her tongue over the end of me as she pulls out and my eyes close. Fuck, she gives good head. Deeper and deeper she takes me as she fondles my balls and I watch our reflection in the window until I am so crazy with lust that I can’t stand it anymore. I don’t want her mouth, I want inside her. I drag her up by the arm and throw her across my desk and rip her underpants from her body. There she lies … my beautiful kryptonite. I spread her with my fingers so that I can see her beautiful weeping pink flesh and pull her breast out of her bra to get the visual of the whole package. I look up at the door as I realise that it isn’t locked and it only fuels my desire even more. Anyone could walk in here at any moment, and the thought of someone seeing us like this turns me inside out. I pull her apart again and start to stroke myself slowly and vigorously, one … two … three … four … my cock weeps.
Her dark eyes watch me and her back arches off the table. “Joshua,” she begs and I start to run my head backwards and forwards through her until I can hold it no longer and I feed my cock into her hot flesh.
“That’s it,” she whispers as her eyes roll back in her head.
My eyes close as I try to control the orgasm that is hammering up on me. I grab her shoulders with straightened arms for leverage and I let loose: long hard punishing stokes where she can’t speak. Pure desire fills her face, her mouth hangs open and she tries to deal with the brutality of my flesh ripping through hers. I rip her shoes off and bring her feet up to my shoulders as once again my eyes flick to the door. Fuck, we are going to get caught. Adrian will be here any moment. I bring one of her feet up to my face and while my cock works at a piston pace I slowly lick her instep underneath her foot.
“Ahhh,” she cries as she tries to rip her foot from my grip.
My body is now out of control and I couldn’t stop if I wanted to. The desk is banging and she puts her hand up and clutches at the air as she comes silently around my cock. The muscle contraction is so intense that it doubles me over and I pump her, one … two … three times with my hands wrapped around her shoulders, and I come in a rush into her beautiful hot body. I lean and drop my head to her shoulder as I try to catch my breath, my heart hammering in my chest along with hers.

And she kisses me, the gentle tender kiss that is Natasha. The most powerful gesture in my world is the tender kiss in the afterglow of lovemaking from this beautiful creature. Nothing is more important than this, what we have. I thank god every day that she has come into my life … that she makes me feel like this. I feel myself being overwhelmed with emotion and I close my eyes and my lips instinctively drop to her neck as I try to gather my thoughts.
“You’re totally right. I do give a great closing argument,” she whispers.
I smile broadly into her neck. “Yes, you do.”
“I’m like the queen of closing arguments.” She giggles.
“Shut up.” I smile as I kiss her again on the neck and do up my fly. Then I stand and pull her up into a standing position and quickly retrieve her jacket and put it on her. “Stop seducing me in my office. Anybody could have walked in,” I mutter, disgusted that I lost my head. I bend and pick up her G-string and put it into my pocket.
She pushes me back into my chair and sits across my lap like a child with her arms wrapped around my neck.
“I love you,” she whispers as she kisses me again gently.
I smile and peck her on the lips. “I love you too.”
She starts to do crazy little kisses all over my face and I screw up my face to escape her.
“Does that mean you can take me on a date tonight … just us?” she whispers as she raises her eyebrows in question.
I smirk. “I suppose,” I reply.
The thing is, after the day I have had I should be in a much worse mood than I am. Lucky for me my girl knows what I need better than I do and a deep sense of contentment sweeps over me. Having her here with me and on my side is all that I need.

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Tee Swan was born in Sydney Australia and is the author of Contemporary Romance novels, Stanton Adore, Stanton Unconditional and Stanton Completely.
Her new novel, Find Me Alastar is due for release in early 2016.
She studies Psychology and works for the Australian Schizophrenia Fellowship. When Tee is not working in the depths of mental health, you will find her daydreaming about her next story, writing, drinking coffee or hanging with her beloved husband and three kids in her sleepy beach side town south of Sydney.
Tee’s aim is to write steamy, tender love stories that stay with you long after you close the book.

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As a young child, Riley Crass watched helplessly from an oil stained tarmac in her mother’s embrace as her father walks into the belly of the air force transport plane, taking him away from her. Throughout Riley’s life, her mother alone raised her while her father was away fighting a destructive war. When tragedy struck, her father is ripped away from ever returning, and Riley vows she would never endure this pain again. Even while memories linger silently, Riley has intentionally avoided ever crossing paths with military men, but nothing prepared her when she collided with Tanner Baker.

 

An average guy he was not. From a distance Tanner was everything any woman would want but deep down hidden beneath his war torn skin is the heart of a broken Hero. Joining the military as soon as he was old enough, Tanner ran away from what he felt was holding him back the most but after time learned that family is the one constant the on rock he has to lean on. It took a tragedy to realize this, that was until he met Riley Crass….


 

 
 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

Nicky Jayne, was born and raised in the UK. Always having a passion for numbers she received her bachelors degree in business and finance, but after her long affair with numbers, she decided to take another path. Not phased by the hurdles that she would more than likely face she began writing, instantly falling in love with her words. What was supposed to be one short story turned into a series. 

 

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