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COVER REVEAL ~ RAFE (Inked Brotherhood, #5) by Jo Raven
RAFE (Inked Brotherhood, #5) COVER REVEAL
New Adult contemporary (erotic) romance
by Jo Raven
Cover by Jo Raven
Model: Matt Sallis
Photographer: Gilles Crofta
RELEASE DATE: End March/Beginning April 2015
SYNOPSIS:
His name is Rafaele Vestri, Rafe to his friends.
He’s tall, strong, handsome. Distant. He often comes to the café where I work, but we don’t talk much. He looks at me, though. Stares at me, his gaze heated, and I can’t help but stare back. I want him, I won’t deny it. I’ve never seen anyone that beautiful, anyone that powerful, in my life.
But he’s growing more withdrawn by the day. Something’s up, and he won’t tell. I know about his past – the murder of his family when he was fifteen. I can imagine how much it must have cost him. So much violence contained in that strong body, waiting to be unleashed. What is he seeking? What is he training so hard for? Why is looking at me like he’s dying to touch me, but won’t dare?
Even as I try to stop thinking about him, get interested in other boys, I realize I can’t. I’m caught, body and soul, just like that. And I tell myself, Megan, girl… What have you gotten yourself into this time?
This is book 5 in the Inked Brotherhood series which started with Asher. It is a stand-alone work. No cliffhanger.
The expected publication date is end March/beginning April 2015, on all of your favorite e-book websites.
EXCERPT:
I’m staring at Rafe’s hand. Big, strong, callused. A scar runs from his thumb to the index finger.
He’s looking at me, waiting. What does he want?
I lift my hand, place it in his. It fits on his palm, smaller, darker, thinner. He seems as entranced by the contrast as I am. His fingers slowly curl, closing around mine. His lips part, but no sound comes from his mouth, and his gaze remains fixed on our entwined hands, pale lashes hiding the gold of his eyes.
Now I’m the one caught, transfixed. His mouth looks soft, vulnerable, at odds with his strong, angular features and the broad set of his shoulders. The need to touch his face is overwhelming, and I step closer, so close I can sense his scent. Not a cologne, but the deep scent of his skin, like musk and warm metal. I can see the rise and fall of his chest underneath the black Deathmoth T-shirt he’s wearing under his open jacket, see the outline of his strong pecs.
We’re standing so close our breaths mingle, and our bodies touch in places as we shift, feathery brushes that send fire across my skin, into my belly, making me ache. He places his hands on my waist and I grip his thick, sinewy forearms. My stomach drops as if I’m standing at the edge of a precipice, on the edge of a moment that can change everything.
What’s happening? It’s as if in the hollow darkness, the barrier between us is crumbling, the wall he’s set between himself and the world is falling.
His hands tighten on my hipbones and his lashes lift, his gaze moving to my mouth. His breathing is ragged. He tugs me against him, his fingertips digging painfully into my flesh, his arms flexing with barely controlled strength.
His arousal presses into my stomach, hot and thick, caught sideways in his jeans.
My mind fills up with static. Rafe wants me. There’s the solid proof of his desire. The heated gaze I’ve felt so often on me is translated into a physical reaction, and it makes me feel so hot I might burst into flames. He’s so handsome, I can’t help myself. I want to stroke his square jaw, drag my fingertips over the golden stubble on his cheeks, kiss those damnable dimples.
I whimper, the sound coming from deep inside me, and he freezes, goes so still I’m not even sure he’s breathing.
Then he jerks back, releases me so fast I’m left reeling.
“Fuck,” he hisses. He buries his fingers in his short blond hair, pulls, his mouth now hard like the rest of him, pressed into a flat line. “This is a mistake.”
A knot is gathering in my throat, in my chest, cutting off air.
I want to be mad at him, but his hands are trembling, and his amber eyes so full of pain I forget my anger before it even forms. He’s like mist, here and suddenly gone, lost into thin air. I have to touch him, touch his bare skin, prove he’s real.
“Wait.” I lift my hand to his face, fingertips skimming over the smooth skin of his cheekbone. Warm. Satin soft.
A pang goes through my chest, an ache that feels too much like sorrow, and I’m not sure if it’s mine or his.
He jerks away, his eyes wide on his pale face. He reaches up, his hand hovering over the spot I touched. Then he turns and rushes off into the crowd.
My hand is still hovering in midair. I don’t know for how long I stand there, staring at my splayed fingers, trying to figure out what happened. Or maybe trying to find another explanation for his reaction, desperate for him to be different to any other handsome, arrogant guy. Maybe I imagined the pain in his gaze – or maybe that pain is real but doesn’t make a difference. Traumatic past or not, he’s sorry he touched me, sorry he desired me. Big surprise. Why would he desire me, of all girls? There are so many vying for his attention. Girls who have witty, sexy things to say, and who don’t go stiff like cardboard when he touches them.
The thought of him touching other girls shouldn’t hurt quite as much as it does. And this is a bad sign. Very bad sign, Megan, I tell myself and lower my hand that touched him. I feel as if my fingertips are numb, burnt by the feel of his skin.
AUTHOR BIO:
Jo Raven writes New Adult erotic contemporary romance. She loves sexy bad boys and strong-willed heroines, and divides her time between writing and reading. When not cooking up plots, she putters in her cluttered kitchen and dreams of traveling to India and Japan.
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RE-RELEASE BLITZ ~ Ardor by Elena M. Reyes
Title: Ardor
Author: Elena M. Reyes
Genre: Erotica
Word count: 27k
Pages: 96
Synopsis:
Gregory Thomas has always had an easy life. When it came to his profession, he excelled, gaining himself the position of manager to one of the nation’s biggest wholesale retailers. He was amazing at everything; except when it came to love. The night he found his ex-wife in bed with her gay best friend was the night he decided it wasn’t worth it. He was better off just focusing on his career, and nothing more.
He became content with just being. That is, until Jasmine Velez, his new employee, walked into his store.
Blunt, and honest to a fault, the woman captivates him against his will. Not only is she gorgeous, but she’s the first woman that doesn’t chase him around. Something that makes ignoring her that much harder. The last thing he wants to do is try to have a relationship with a woman again, and he knows that if he allows Jasmine in, that’s exactly what he’s going to go for.
Except, then he’s faced with the possibility of Jasmine being with someone else, and the choice is taken from him. He’s left with only one option: He needs to make her his. But that might prove harder than he originally expected.
How the hell does a man seduce a feisty woman whose gotten tired of waiting for him and is hellbent on not giving into him?
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About the Author:
Elena M. Reyes was born and raised in Miami Florida. She is the epitome of a Floridian and if she could live in her beloved flip-flops, she would. As a small child, she was always intrigued with all forms of art—whether it was dancing to island rhythms, or painting with any medium she could get her hands on. Her first taste of writing came to her during her fifth grade year when her class was prompted to participate in the D. A. R. E. Program and write an essay on what they’d learned. Her passion for reading over the years has amassed her with hours of pleasure. It wasn’t until she stumbled upon fanfiction that her thirst to write overtook her world. She now resides in Central Florida with her husband and son, spending all her down time letting her creativity flow and letting her characters grow.
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BLOG TOUR ~ Saving Erica by J.A. Melville
Erica
J.A. Melville
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have it all. Beauty, a successful modelling career, overseas travel, money and a
handsome boyfriend or did she? Looks can be deceiving.
her violent, abusive boyfriend she gave up modelling and came home to Australia
to lick her wounds after Liam had attempted to kill them both in a car accident
during a fit of jealous rage.
happened to her a secret from her family until her brother Nathan accidentally
learns the truth.
the project he and his business partner and friend have bought to make money
on, it seemed innocent enough until she meets his friend.
sexy and everything a woman could ever want in a man. He was probably used to
having women fall at his feet. That’s exactly what Erica did when she met him;
she literally fainted at the man’s feet.
he could be the perfect man for her but is it too risky to get involved with
him? Can she escape the horrors of her past? Will she ever be able to overcome
just what it is about him that affects her so much?
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INTENDED FOR THOSE 18 YEARS AND OVER. IT CONTAINS CONSENSUAL SEX SCENES,
DESCRIPTIONS OF ABUSE AND ONE NON CONSENSUAL SEX SCENE. HOWEVER THIS IS NOT
DARK EROTICA AND I DO BELIEVE IN HAPPILY EVER AFTER.
Taming Eric but set 15 years later. It is a standalone novel and it is not
necessary to read Taming Eric first.
into her parents’ home, the home she’d lived in from birth and listened for a moment to the laughter and voices coming from the
dining room. It was Christmas Eve and she was late for the family dinner. Not that her family knew
that since she hadn’t been able to guarantee she’d make it home for Christmas anyway.
that filming had finished early and she’d been able to get a seat on the first flight out of London. Someone had cancelled
making a seat available and although she’d been stuck with an economy seat and jammed in between a
quite large woman and a man who had spent most of the flight trying to chat her up, it had
been worth it to get home that little bit quicker. She knew she could have called Daddy and he would
have sent the company jet but she wanted to surprise her family when they really weren’t
expecting her.
moment to check her appearance in the mirror over the hall stand and noticed the dark circles under her blue eyes, a blue
that vivid they appeared almost purple under some lighting. Her auburn hair hung down one
shoulder in a plait that finished just below her full breasts and she ran her hands down
over her dress trying to smooth out the creases after being crammed in a plane for so many
hours.
towards the dining room, smiling as the voices grew louder the closer she got. Nathan was telling them something about his
and his girlfriend Taylah’s last holiday together. Apparently she had managed to lock herself out
of their room while only wearing a towel and Erica grinned to herself when everyone burst out
laughing.
dining room doorway and got her first look at her family in three months. Alice was there as were Beverly, Tom and
Maggie but her eyes shifted past them to the tall figure of her Father standing by the window.
Even in his early 50’s he was still a very attractive man and to her he was her hero.
She loved her Father, she always had. He had been her protector, her savior and the
person who could never say no to her.
at the table, the light shining on his strawberry blonde hair with Taylah by his side; her dark almost exotic looks a
complete contrast to him.
Charlotte occupied another couple of chairs at the table and Erica noticed Brooklyn had somehow talked her parents in to
letting her get a nose piercing if the diamond glinting in it was any indication. At 15 they were
looking so much more mature than she remembered but the phones in their hands as they texted or
were on Facebook proved that they still had some maturing to do yet.
seated up the other end of the table, looking her usual unruffled self, her auburn hair the exact same color as Erica’s twisted
into some elaborate knot at her nape.
sight of them all together, all the people she loved most in her life. Suddenly her Mother looked up and saw her standing
there and a wide smile transformed her face at the sight of her eldest daughter.
you made it.” She stood up with her usual grace. Her Mother’s mention of her name was enough to draw the attention of
everyone else and the chatter stopped briefly before everyone started getting to their feet to
come and greet her.
reached her, she saw her father coming towards her with that long stride of his and he caught her up, swinging her around and
around in his arms despite her protests and squeals at him.
to the floor and pulled her into his arms for a hug, holding her tight and Erica realized at that moment how much her
father had missed her. They’d been inseparable until her career had started to take off and now she
was often gone for weeks or even several months at a time. Lately it was months and months in
between visits back home.
and that was all she could say as the tears started to fall and when she finally pulled back enough to see her father’s
face, he had tears rolling down his cheeks too.
much Daddy.”
I’ve missed you sweet pea.” He told her huskily before hugging her tightly to him again.
father hated her job. She’d heard often enough about how he used to only date models years ago before Mum’s time. He’d
found them shallow and self-centered so he had found it hard to accept that his own daughter had gone
on to become a highly successful model.
tried to stop her and had always been supportive and going by the collection of her professional photos hanging around
the house, he was proud of her despite her career choice. Technically she hadn’t intended to get into
modelling but it had been the fairy tale beginning for her. After being spotted at sixteen and
talked into having some studio shots taken the rest as they say was history.
extremely wealthy woman from modelling but all that money didn’t mean much when her personal life was one huge mess.
She had come home not just to see her family but to lick her wounds and recover from the
physical and emotional damage done to her by her ex-boyfriend. She didn’t dare tell her father
about what Liam had done to her. She just wanted to spend time with her family and try to push the
whole horrible nightmare to the back of her mind.
her face she pulled out of her father’s arms and turned to greet the rest of her family, her arms spread wide. “Well come
on then, is Daddy the only one pleased to see me? Where’s my hugs?”
forward, a wide smile on her face, her arms outstretched and Erica walked into her embrace, dropping her head on her
shoulder as she breathed in her Mother’s familiar vanilla scent. Before she could get too
comfortable though, she was pulled into Nathan’s arms and given a hug that tight, she winced. She
fought to keep the pain from her expression because her pain was from more than his big bear hug
embrace, it was pain from bones that were still healing. She didn’t want anyone to see that though
so she struggled to mask her reaction from her family. She didn’t want anyone to know what had
happened. She just needed time to get over this with the people she loved most around her. She
needed time to forget what Liam had done to her. God, just thinking about him sent a shiver
through her and Erica pulled away from her brother and with a false smile on her face she said.
“I’m starving. Can your poor old daughter and sister get something to eat before I collapse?”
laughter and Nathan teasing her about her not being entitled to anything more than a lettuce leaf given she was some big shot
model, her family cleared a spot for her at the table.
Charlotte dropped kisses on her cheeks when she sat down. Erica took the plate of food from her mother’s hands that seemed to
have miraculously filled itself and began to eat. The constant noise and laughter from her family
was both comforting and familiar to her. She realized just how much she’d missed it, how much
she’d missed them. Being back with them like this would help for a short time at least. She could
forget about the past, forget about the pain and try and push the hell Liam had put her through from
her mind.
my teenage years, all I wanted to do was become a writer one day. Even now as
an adult woman with a partner and three children who are not so little anymore,
I’ve always lived with my head in the clouds, a dreamer, often amusing myself
with my own imagination. It might have taken me awhile to finally live my
dream, but I did it. I hope to one day be good enough to stand beside the many
talented writers out there who have kept me entertained with their wonderful
stories over the years. I live in a sleepy country town in Tasmania, Australia
with my partner and three children plus our 4 cats, dog and cattle. I’ve had to
overcome many emotional obstacles along the way to get to this point and
attempting to self-publish a book does tend to make a person feel like they’ve
thrown themselves in at the deep end of the pool. Here’s hoping some of you
actually like what I write and save me from drowning in the deep end as I
probably forgot to mention, I can’t swim.
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