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BLOG TOUR ~ Single Dad’s Barista by Amelia Wilde

 

Title: Single Dad’s Barista 

Author: Amelia Wilde 

 

Genre: Contemporary Romance

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
He’ll give her more than just a sip.
 
My first and only goal moving into this small town is to crush the local competition with my brand-new coffee shop.
 
At least, that’s my plan when I move back to Lakewood with my baby daughter. Step One: Open my new shop. Step Two: Dominate.
 
The other shop in town will go down the drain like a melted frozen mocha on a hot day, and I don’t care.
 
Until I meet Ellie Collins, the barista working behind the counter at the coffee shop across the street.
 
I catch her twerking when she thinks nobody’s watching…and once I’ve seen her drop it low, I have to have her in my bed. Or on the counter. Or the floor.
 
We’re supposed to be enemies. In the light of day, our businesses are locked in a battle to the death.
 
But at night, I can’t stay away…
 
Single Dad’s Barista is a steamy full-length single dad novel with adult language and an HEA that will have you buzzing with love like a piping hot mug of your favorite coffee drink.
 
 
 
 
 

 
 
It smells so good in here.
 
Dash steps to the side and puts the tray carefully down on a cooling rack propped up next to the stovetop. He takes the oven mitt off and lays it next to that, then picks up a spoon from a tile spoon rest and pokes it into a frying pan. Meat is sizzling in spaghetti sauce. It’s not from a jar, I can tell that much. After a moment he puts the spoon back down and turns back to me.
 
“You thought this was a sex date?”
 
I nod, speechless still from my embarrassment.
 
“What gave you that impression?” He steps closer. The air between us heats up. I want to fan myself with my hand. “I said I was cooking, didn’t I?”
 
I swallow hard. “Yeah, but you—” I cut my glance down at the front of his shorts. “The store—”
 
He looks down at his tented shorts and nods. “It’s a dead giveaway, isn’t it? My fault, in a way. I saw you pull in and watched you get out of the car.”
 
“You watched me step out onto the driveway and that—”
 
“That’s what happened,” he says, moving closer still.
 
We stand that way for several heartbeats. His breath is in my ears. Is that his heartbeat, or mine?
 
“I liked it earlier,” I whisper, putting my hands up on his chest as if I’d never taken them away in the first place.
 
“Are you sure?” he murmurs, bending down to speak directly into my ear. “We’re always going to be working against each other, you know. I’m going to open my shop.” There’s a breath of a pause. “Even if you beg.”
 
The word beg is hot between my legs, a jolt of pure desire. “I’ll never beg you for anything,” I say, brushing my lips across the side of his neck. He smells like safety, like cooking and a recent trip to the shower, like he’d never have a reason to run away, even if something truly fucked up happens. That kind of thing has happened to me before. It could happen again. That’s why I’m working in Lakewood. But I can’t think of that now.
 
The coffee shops drop away into the corner of my mind that I usually reserve for shit I don’t care about, like actually drinking coffee and horror movies. I press my lips into his skin a little harder as his hands slide around my waist, tugging me into him that last inch.

His hand comes up to my chin, tilting my face up until our lips are almost touching. I forget that I spoke until he answers me, his words melting the rest of my thoughts away.
“We’ll see about that.”


 
 

 
Amelia Wilde doesn’t always write about billionaires, but when she does, they’re alphas with hearts of gold and panty-dropping good looks. She doesn’t always write about small-town men, but when she does, they’re too hot to handle and good with their hands. She always writes about sexy heroes who go after what they want and heroines with enough spark and drive to power an entire city. She always wants the perfect happy ending. She will always accept free cookies. 

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SERIES BLOG TOUR ~ Rouge Series Rock Romance Lara Ward Cosio


★ ROGUE SERIES ROCK ROMANCE ★
 
Titles

Tangled Up In You
Playing At Love
Hitting That Sweet Spot
(Coming Oct 24th ) Finding Rhythm
 
 

 

 

 

 
 
 
TANGLED UP IN YOU
Gavin McManus is the lead singer for Rogue. Gorgeous, passionate, and tortured, he’s the perfect rock band frontman. He pours his angst into music and his first love, Sophie. But everyone has a breaking point. Can Gavin forget his past and not let it define him or his future?
 




 
PLAYING AT LOVE
Gorgeous rock guitarist Conor Quinn is trying to right the wrongs of an affair, and rushes into an engagement with his supermodel ex-girlfriend. When an old flame causes him to second guess everything, will he make the right choice and finally stop playing at love?
 
 



HITTING THAT SWEET SPOT
Shay Donnelly is the introverted drummer for the rock band Rogue. Always there for others, his split allegiance costs him his true love, Jessica, and he ends up at a breaking point. It’s the point at which he must finally find his own life’s rhythm and win back his love.
 
 
 


FINDING RHYTHM 
Coming Oct 24th 
 

Martin Whelan has always been a “middle of the road” guy, content with his lot in life. Granted, his lot was a fortuitous one. As bass player for Rogue, the world-famous Irish rock band, he’d gladly ridden the coattails of his more passionate and inspired bandmates. He was proficient and dependable at his part in the band, and that was enough for all concerned.

Having at a young age gone straight from his mother’s overprotective arms to his wife’s, Martin settled into married life and quickly became the father to three boys he loved more than anything in the world. His wife, Celia, ran their lives with both precision and restraint, and Martin took comfort in the boundaries she set. It was a welcome counterbalance to the reckless lives his bandmates led.

Everything was fine.

Until Celia found his text messages.

That discovery sets Martin on a journey that will lead to epic highs and lows. Together with help from his bandmates, he’ll forge ahead to finally find his rhythm. But what will he have to sacrifice to get it?

 


 
 
 
 

 


 
 

Lara Ward Cosio is the author of the Rogue Series – books that feature complex, flawed, and ultimately redeemable rockers, and the women they love. When not writing, Lara can be found chasing her daughters around the house or at the beach, always with music on in the background.

 


RELEASE BOOST ~ Strip Me Bare M. Never

 

Title: Strip Me Bare 

Author: M. Never 

 

Genre: Romance

 
 
 
 

 

 

 

 
 

“I may have had more lovers than you, and I may take my clothes off for countless women, but you are the only one who can strip me bare.”

Do you ever stop loving someone just because they’re gone?
Five years ago, Ryan Pierce disappeared from Alana Remington’s life without a trace. He was the one she gave her heart to, her soul to — and her virginity to. So, imagine her surprise when she finds him dancing at one of NYC’s hottest male revues as ‘Jack the Stripper.’ Ryan never stopped loving Alana, and now that she has serendipitously dropped back into his life, he’s vowed never to lose her again. But being together has its costs, and challenges Alana isn’t sure she can handle. She finally has Ryan back. But how in the world is she supposed to share the love of her life with half of the women in New York City?

Strip Me Bare is a second chance, standalone romance. It contains angst, heat, humor, heartbreak, and one seductive male stripper who will not only have you handing over your panties, but also your heart.

You’ve been warned.

 
 
 


 
 

 



 

M. Never resides in New York City. When she’s not researching ways to tie up her characters in compromising positions, you can usually find her at the gym kicking the crap out of a punching bag, or eating at some new trendy restaurant.

She has a dependence on sushi and a fetish for boots. Fall is her favorite season.

She is surrounded by family and friends she wouldn’t trade for the world and is a little in love with her readers. The more the merrier. So make sure to say hi!

 

BLOG TOUR ~ No Excuses by Nikky Kaye

 
 
Title: No Excuses 

Author: Nikky Kaye 

 

Genre: Contemporary romance, romantic comedy
 
 

 

 
 

 

 
 

Maddie’s rules for attending a work retreat:
1. Pack the right clothes. Especially extra underwear.
2. Don’t try to school your insanely hot boss on acceptable trust exercises.
3. Be prepared for the extracurricular ropes course.
4. Make sure there is a safety net when you fall, because you will fall hard.

Gage doesn’t appreciate how hard it is to be his right hand woman—especially when I’m spending so much time with my own right hand, fantasizing about him. My demanding, control freak boss is testing all my limits, and I don’t know how long I can stay professional.


No Excuses is a hot, full-length contemporary romance, featuring blindfolds, rope play, food fights, and sexy architectural features like wainscoting. As in all Nikky Kaye books, cheating is not allowed, but a little angst, some funny business, and a HEA are non-negotiable.


 
 
 
 

 
 
He moved close to me, our bodies nearly touching. I kept my eyes on his chest as he gently draped one of the ties around me, cool and soft on the nape of my neck. The tiny hairs under my ears stood up at the feel of the silk sliding across my skin. Every sense I had was on high alert.  
 
He smelled like fresh laundry, and a trace of something else lingered on his skin. It was almost like the scent of paper, or an overworked photocopier. I felt the heat from his hands close to my throat, and the hairs on his forearms tickled my collarbone for an infinitesimal moment.  
 
My attention remained focused on the buttons of his shirt. I was very worried that if I met his gaze, my hyperawareness of him would shine out of my eyes like a flashlight. 
 
“We’ll just leave this here for now,” he murmured, flicking one end of the tie against the underside of my chin. “Are you ready?” 
 
Not even remotely. 
 
I nodded mutely, but I let out a little gasp when his fingers touched my chin and tilted my face up. It was so tempting to screw my eyes shut, like a little girl trying to pretend that something didn’t exist if she couldn’t see it. I’d had plenty of practice with that before. 
 
But he wouldn’t let me retreat. He looked at me directly and without guile, as usual. What was a little different this time, however, was the way his eyes darkened into stormy seas.  
 
“Trust me.” His simple words wormed into my heart as his warm breath landed on my lips.  
 
My voice cracked as I said, “Mister Gage.” It wasn’t an answer or a question, a protest or a plea. I honestly didn’t know what I wanted to say, and whatever was building in me halted as he lifted the other piece of fabric to my eyes. 
 
He smoothed his thumbs across the strip of silk over my eyes, spreading out from the bridge of my nose to my temples. The tie was held firm between his fingers—those nimble fingers that paused in my hair briefly before they met again at the back of my head. 
 
“Is that too tight?” he asked as he pulled the half-knot.  
 
The sound of the silk rubbing against itself whispered in my ear. I shook my head. His hands clutched my hair and held me still.  
 
“I’m not done.” His fingers tangled in my hair as he finished tying, pulling a few strands just enough to make me suck in a breath. 
 
He froze. “Did I hurt you?” 
 
“No.” My nipples hardened into tight buds as his breath washed over my forehead. “I, uh, no,” I repeated.  
 
Gage had never touched me this much in the whole time I’d been working with him. Just the memory of his hands in my hair was enough to make me wobbly in the knees. 
 
He dragged his thumbs across my covered eyes again, like a parent wiping away their child’s tears. Tracing his index fingers lightly over my eyebrows, he made an indistinct but satisfied noise. 
 
“I can’t see anything,” I complained. 
 
I was so blind that I flinched when his mouth dipped to my ear. “Good,” he chuckled. 
 
Reflexively I swayed toward him, like a flower toward the sun. He pressed his thumbs gently into my cheekbones, then his fingertips left a trail of fire down my jaw and neck. On the journey he slipped the other tie from where it dangled around my neck, and pressed it into my trembling hands. 
 
“Tie me up,” he ordered in a low voice.  
 
Yeah, those were words I definitely never expected to hear from my boss’s mouth. 
 
 
When he took my hand, he pressed his open mouth first to my palm, then the pulse point on my wrist. I was sure it was fluttering like a freaking butterfly.  
 
“I want to show you my playroom. It’s important to me.” 
 
Oh god. “Um, okay.” I could do this. I could totally do this. 
 
He led me down the hallway in his little dollhouse. Another time I would have run my hand along the banister at the top of the stairs, its patina velvety with age. Or I would have probably noticed the vintage glass doorknobs at each room. But all I could see was the bright white of his shirt like a truce flag as I trailed behind him.  
 
He stopped us in front of a door at the back of the house, and I hesitated. Actually, we both did. Gage rubbed the back of his neck. The direct, motivated, successful billionaire was nervous—and that made my knees close to knocking together. 
 
“This is probably the most… personal, private part of me,” he explained haltingly, his gaze penetrating me. “Someday I would like very much for you to join me in here.” 
 
Do not hyperventilate, I told myself. You are a mature, sexually active adult with an open mind—and past rope burns to prove it. You just role-played in the office, for god’s sakes. Do not embarrass yourself. 
 
Instinctively, I squeezed my eyes shut as he reached for the knob, and the door creaked open. When I opened my eyes to slits, it was first to look up at the exultant look on Gage’s face. Then I faced the playroom. I hadn’t realized I’d been holding my breath until it whooshed out of me. 
 
“Gage, you are sick and wrong. Just no. No.” 
 
“What?”  
 
“How can you have Pac-Man but not Ms. Pac-Man?” I pointed to the array of arcade games lined up against the far wall. “That was clearly the better game!” 
 
“I beg to differ.” With his arms crossed over his chest like that and his jaw looking like it had been set in concrete, there would be no persuading him. 
 
At least he had Mortal Kombat and… was that a Dance Dance Revolution platform? It was covered in Japanese writing. 
 
“Please tell me you have an Xbox.” 
 
“Baby, I have everything.” He pointed to the giant beanbag and large—but not huge—television in one corner. Gage was almost glowing as brightly as the screens on the old consoles. Their sound had been muted, but the lights blinked in the background like dozens of little disco lights. 
 
I wanted to laugh at myself for my idiotic fear. Whips and chains? Come on. I began giggling as I imagined myself bent over and tied to a bubble hockey table.  
 
Boys and their toys. It gave a whole new meaning to “joystick.” At that ridiculous thought I bent over a little, my hands on my thighs, trying to cork up the laughter. 
 
“What’s so funny?” 
 
“Oh god, you are.” 
 
He stiffened, probably unused to being seen as a source of comedy. Well, it was past time to change that. Finally I managed to control my giggle fit, which was probably half due to relief. 
 
His annoyance came out in a strange sound from deep in his throat. When I flung my arms around his waist, he felt as though made of steel. I wanted to melt him down in a fiery forge and bend him into sinuous shapes. Cradling his carved jaw in my hands, I pulled him down for a tender, apologetic kiss. 
 
“I would love to play with you, Gage. But you should know that I take no prisoners in Mario Kart.” 
 
He sighed against my lips, multi-tasking while devouring me. “That is one… of… the sexiest… things… I’ve ever… heard… come out… of your mouth.” 
 

 
 
 
 
 
 

Nikky Kaye likes to read and write sassy, sexy, smart (and sometimes silly) stories. Once her books were referred to as “fuction” in a typo, but it sounds pretty appropriate.

After a 15-year hiatus from romance writing, she began self-publishing in the summer of 2016. Her first new adult erotic romance novella, Once Should Be Enough, became a bestseller in “Humorous Erotica”—which she found to be a hilarious accolade.


She has a horrible addiction to diet cola (known in her house as “Mummy sip”) and an impressive collection of power tools. Her half-finished home projects keep taunting her while she writes. In her diverse career as a college professor, working in the film

industry or with the United Nations, she never got to go to work in her PJs—until now.

 
 
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BLOG TOUR ~ Cinderella.Com (A modern day cinderella story) by River Laurent


Title: Cinderella.Com
Author: River Laurent 

 

Genre: Romance 

 
 
 
 
 
 

Cass Harper

Loan sharks are circling, I’ve got my dad’s hospital bills to pay, and my landlord is about to kick me out onto the street. It’s all doom and gloom until my best friend, Jesse, tells me that she’s found me a job impersonating the famous hotel heiress, Tamara Honeywell.

I get to live on a ranch in Montana for a month and take care of all my money worries. The only snag is I’ll have to have my lips injected, and act like a spoilt, demanding, selfish brat. but, what the hell? Collagen is temporary, and I can act like the world’s most bitchy heiress for a month.
Until I see the jaw-droppingly handsome cowboy who comes to collect me. All flashing eyes, sun drenched skin, steely muscles…and spitting venom. Oops, he can’t stand talentless celebrities. Absolutely hates them. Damn, he looks like he wants to put me over his knee and spank me.

This should be interesting!



 

 
 
 





 
 
 
The first romance novel I ever read was a coverless Mills & Boons that I had smuggled into bed to read by torchlight.
 
I opened the book, and suddenly, I was transported into a wonderfully exciting world where a tall, dark and handsome man sparred with an ordinary girl just like me, and in the end…she got to keep him! 
 
My stories still carry the scent of that dashing hero from my first book, because, you see, that billionaire was my very first love. And I’ve never ever really forgotten him.
 
When I’m not reading, or writing about hot Alphas, or eating delicious cashew nut cookies, I can be found…washing dishes, gardening, cooking, cleaning, dusting, or even picking up dog poo.  

 

 

RELEASE BLITZ ~ Her Silver Fox by Koko Brown

 


Title: Her Silver Fox 
Author: Koko Brown 
 
Genre: Contemporary, Sensual, Interracial
 
 
 
 
 
 
With running the family business and taking care of her old man, Shoshana Haufman’s life is complicated enough without adding a man to the mix.  All of that changes when her newest client, Patrick Kelly, waltzes into her show room looking to purchase a bespoke suit. Tall, prematurely gray, and handsome poured in a three-piece is the personification of the quintessential silver fox, pushing all of Shoshana’s buttons.
Lust as first sight is the order of the day, the chemistry is undeniable. And despite her initial reservations, Shoshana breaks her cardinal rule: never have sex with a client.  
Equally affected, Patrick breaks his cardinal rule: never allow a woman to get the best of you.
Once he’s had a taste, Patrick isn’t willing to settle for just a brief fling. It’s either all or nothing. And he doesn’t lose. After all, everything he has he’s worked damn hard for it. So what could be so difficult about a mere woman who barely reaches his chest?
That ‘mere woman’ quickly begins to resemble a concrete wall.
Shoshana Haufman’s equally stubborn. She doesn’t do relationships. Her life is planned out and orderly. Her employees depend on her for their livelihood and her father with his diminishing health is sending her to an early grave or a bed at Bellevue Hospital. Adding a man–even a sexy, silver fox– is just way too complicated.
Not willing to be a client with benefits, Patrick sets out to crack this five foot anomaly in four-inch heels. She’s unlike any woman he’s been with. She’s not clingy, she doesn’t leave stuff behind to precipitate another meeting and she’s more than complete without him.
 
Instead of figuring out how to convince her to be in his world, he finds that sacrifices have to be made on his end. Throw in some sweaty sex, frozen yogurt and a heavy dose of trust, this silver fox has found the perfect remedy to make this master tailor realize it takes courage to love and to be loved, and that the love given to you is an amazing sacrifice.



 


 
 HER SILVER FOX! (18+ read)
 
She touched her lips against his. Liking it, he growled into her mouth, and it reverberated inside her, heightening her own desire and she realized that the tea room was just as good as her bed upstairs. He’d lock the doors and none of her employees—even on the threat of death–would disrupt them.
Panting, her breasts swelling, she pushed her fingers into his hair. Handsome, charming and wicked, he would truly complicate things. Then why didn’t she get her butt off this table and send him on his way? Common sense told her she should. Unfortunately, it stopped working in concert with her traitorous body the moment he walked in the room. She fisted his silky and tugged. 
 
She waited for his eyes to meet hers. “Is this going to be a mistake?”
 
He pulled back slightly, those beautiful baby blues drifted over her then came to settle on her lips.
 
“You don’t look like a mistake. You look like something I did right for a change.” His voice was husky, his bright eyes even brighter.
 
“And I will follow your lead. Whatever you want I want, like….”
 
His hands slid upward over her waist to her rib cage. His thumbs stroked the underside of her breasts.
 
“Do you want me to touch you here?”
 
“Yes,” she confessed, pushing toward him. He pressed the pad of his thumbs flat against her nipples and began to massage slowly. All sensation focused in her core.
 
“Do you want more?” he asked, teasing the hardening peaks.
 
“Yes,” she breathed, lifting up she sealed her mouth over his.
This was desire, hot blistering desire. Nothing else mattered. If she had any doubts before, they evaporated like rain on hot asphalt and she knew in that moment, she was his and she needed to be closer…
 
Well acquainted with the workings of a man’s wardrobe, Shoshana slipped her index finger into his tie loop. One gentle tug, the black silk unraveled in her hand. With a playful twist of her wrist, she dropped it onto the conference table behind her.
Her approach to undressing him would’ve followed in the same teasing manner, removing each garment one piece at a time. 
He had other ideas.
 
“Want to see all of you.”
 
He swatted her hands out the way, and then proceeded to attack the buttons running down the front of her jumpsuit. He also took control of their kiss. He deepened it, his mouth moving over her with a delicious aggressiveness that had her head swimming.
He worked hurriedly, stopping occasionally to nibble at the crook of her neck, lick her clavicle and bite a bare shoulder. When the top of her garment gaped, exposing her black bra, he tugged until it lay pooled at her waist.

 
 
Koko Brown is a quintessential romance junkie, who once read over two hundred Zebra Club novels the summer before her senior year. Bitten by the writing bug at the age of nine, Koko self-published and distributed a newspaper to her fellow classmates. Not liking outside competition, her principal put her out of business after one best-selling issue. 

Undaunted, Koko continued to write and read everything she could get her hands on. She honed her writing skills as a staff writer for her college’s newspaper and even wrote obituaries for the local newspaper. One day while daydreaming in bed Koko came up with the idea for her first erotic manuscript. In two short weeks, she fleshed out the story, cleaned it up and then sent it to Ellora’s Cave. Three months later, she signed a contract for her vampire novel, Charmed.

Koko lives in the great Sunshine State. She loves to travel and shop in thrift stores. Keep up with new releases by signing up for her quarterly eNewsletter:

 
 

RELEASE BLITZ ~ Cinderella.Com (A modern day Cinderella story) by River Laurent

 

 

Title: Cinderella.Com
Author: River Laurent 

Genre: Romance 
 
 
 
 
 

Cass Harper

Loan sharks are circling, I’ve got my dad’s hospital bills to pay, and my landlord is about to kick me out onto the street. It’s all doom and gloom until my best friend, Jesse, tells me that she’s found me a job impersonating the famous hotel heiress, Tamara Honeywell.
I get to live on a ranch in Montana for a month and take care of all my money worries.
The only snag is I’ll have to have my lips injected, and act like a spoilt, demanding, selfish brat. but, what the hell? Collagen is temporary, and I can act like the world’s most bitchy heiress for a month.

Until I see the jaw-droppingly handsome cowboy who comes to collect me. All flashing eyes, sun drenched skin, steely muscles…and spitting venom. Oops, he can’t stand talentless celebrities. Absolutely hates them. Damn, he looks like he wants to put me over his knee and spank me.

This should be interesting!



 
 
 


 
 

 

 



 
 
The first romance novel I ever read was a coverless Mills & Boons that I had smuggled into bed to read by torchlight.
 
I opened the book, and suddenly, I was transported into a wonderfully exciting world where a tall, dark and handsome man sparred with an ordinary girl just like me, and in the end…she got to keep him! 
 
My stories still carry the scent of that dashing hero from my first book, because, you see, that billionaire was my very first love. And I’ve never ever really forgotten him.
 
When I’m not reading, or writing about hot Alphas, or eating delicious cashew nut cookies, I can be found…washing dishes, gardening, cooking, cleaning, dusting, or even picking up dog poo.

 

 



 

RELEASE BLITZ ~ Misled Penelope Marshall & Tia Lewis

 

Title: Misled 
Authors : Penelope Marshall & Tia Lewis 
Genre: Mafia / Romance 
 
 
 
 
 

Mixing business with pleasure was not my usual MO as a bounty hunter—until her. 
She was scared and alone, running from the very man who’d hired me to hunt her down. 
I knew what he’d do if I turned her over—she wasn’t going to make it out alive. 
Common sense told me to look the other way. 
After all, no one f*cked with the Sabella crime family—until now.


 
 
 
 
 
 



 
 
Penelope Marshall

Penelope Marshall was born in the Philippines, and raised in Southern California.
She picked up writing in early 2016 and instantly fell in love with the craft. Her writing runs the romance gamut from sweet romantic comedies, to tough alpha male military suspense thrillers, with a little young adult, and paranormal thrown into the mix.
A good plot twist is what drives Penelope’s writing, striving for that jaw dropping moment at the end of each book.



Penelope Marshall

 
Twitter : @AuthorPMarshall 
 
 
 
 
TIA LEWIS’ AUTHOR BIO:
 
Tia Lewis is a romance author from the Midwest who writes about smart, sexy, sassy women and hot, possessive alpha males. Her favorite bad boys to write about include sports players, mafia, bikers, billionaires, and the bad-ass next door. You can find her cooking, reading, or traveling when she’s not busy working on her next release.
 
Want to be kept up to date on new releases? Text LEWIS to 31996!

 

 

 
 

BLOG TOUR ~ I Am Extreme by Ashley Black

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Title: I Am Extreme
(Book Two, Death Kiss Series) 
Author: Ashley Black 

 

Genre: Paranormal Erotic Thriller

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Somewhere beyond DESPERATION is a place for the EXTREME
 
“I want to make you MINE, Lily. Now, you’re telling me it’s not the right time? So, do me a favour, say you’ll be my fantasy?” Ben’s mouth gifts a pleasure storm of kisses down my neck. 
 
The lust demon has deprived me of words. I have no answer to THAT. I clutch his shoulders. HEAT exploding, everywhere. 
He holds me tightly, nestling me against him as he brushes his finger tips across my burning cheek.
“You are blushing.” Ben’s intense blue eyes tell my body exactly how this night will end up,“I love how HOT you become when I touch you, darlin.”
 
The jury is coming for Ben Drake and Lily Grim’s LOVE.
A love so EXTREME, their EXCESS may destroy them both.
 
 

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“There is no taming this cock darlin, not around you anyway.” ….

Players:

Ben Drake, rock star, former model/ stripper, calls his dick “mister”, dirty, flirty & fun loving with a big heart. 

Lily Grim, Death’s daughter, THE Death Priestess, beautiful, brave, fiercely protective of her family and people, alluring, disturbed and a lil bit kinky…

“I was dead for so long without you,” she mumbles thickly against my lips, arching and bucking against me as I give her ass a playful squeeze. “Sweet cheeks, that is such a beautiful thing to say.”
 I force myself to pull back and look into her eyes. 
Oh, fuck me dead. Which unlike when she invites me to do that to her, she can actually do to me. That would be one hell of a fuck. 
Poor mister! I am grinning like a fool. 

Because her turquoise eyes are sultry slits of want for me…


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author-bio

 

I am an Australian writer of dirty, dark, steamy kinky, and INTENSE romance suspense FICTION!
 
My sexy word movies will blow your mind with dark bliss, and leave you melty between the legs.
 
I enjoy writing my sexy, intense brand of don’t f*#k around and get to the awesome sensual mayhem. I write across a range (sometimes mash up) of genre’s, but we’ll go with contemporary romance (including rock star romance), dark romance, supernatural/ paranormal with a hell of a lot of SIZZLE!
 
Wife to my kick ass husband, Mother to two children under 4, a legal eagle by day, consulting, and at night I write and I go HARD. What can I say? INTENSITY turns my writing on!

 

 
 
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RELEASE BLITZ ~ Inked Babies (The Inked Brotherhood Epilogue) by Jo Raven

 

 

Title : Inked Babies
(The Inked Brotherhood Epilogue)

Author: Jo Raven 

 

Genre : Romance 

Photographer: Eric Battershell

Models: Burton Hughes and Coco Liliana Hughes

 

 
 
 
 
 
Five brothers in all but blood, five girls who love them, emerging from a past fraud with darkness and danger. There are wedding bells, and baby cries and laughter all around. They have found their happy ending.

Only one cloud is marring these blue skies, and it has to do with Zane, the rock of the brotherhood. Nobody knows exactly what is wrong, but here’s the thing, folks:
There are five of us, and we’re brothers in all but blood. We stand all for one and one for all. If you messed with one of us, you’ve messed with all of us. We protect our own.
And Zane is more than one of our own. He’s our leader. He’s our steady center. If our center shatters, we all shatter.
This brotherhood is strong. We’re gonna find out what troubles him and put it to rest, once and for all, bury it, stomp on it, crush it until it’s fixed or gone. 
Time we celebrated our happy ending.



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“How many lines do you see?” Audrey asks. 
“I’m not drunk, you know.” 
“Maybe I am. Humor me.” We’re both kneeling on the cold tiles of the bathroom, but can’t seem to move from the spot. 
“Two. Red. Lines.” I lick my lips. “And that means?” 
She punches me in the shoulder. It’s like a kitten pawing at me. “Ash.” 
“What?” I grin. 
“You know very well what it means.” She starts to laugh, covering her face with her hands, and she sounds kinda hysterical. “Oh my God, Asher Devlin.” 
I can’t stop my grin from widening. “We’re having another baby.” 
The pregnancy test is positive. I knew it in my gut for weeks now that she was pregnant, and here’s proof. I feel sorta proud, and scared, and happy at the same time. 
I whoop and draw her into my arms to kiss her mouth. “I love you, Auds.” 
“Love you, too, but…” She trembles a little in the circle of my arms. “So soon? Scott is not even two yet. He’s still breastfeeding, for God’s sake.” 
I lower my hand to her still flat tummy. “And he’ll love a brother, or a sister to play with.” 
“It will be hard.” 
“We’ll be fine. We’ll do this together.” I bite my lip not to laugh at the look she sends me. “Well, I’ll help as much as I can. Rub your feet and all. Rub anything you need rubbed.” I lift my hand to cup one of her breasts, and yeah, I had thought her tits were heavier, and look, I’m right.  
“It’s your fault,” she mutters, that mutinous look still flashing in her green eyes. “You and your… your cock.” 
“It’s a super cock.” Apparently. I glance down where my dick is starting to rise to the occasion, tenting the front of my briefs. All this talk of baby making and the feel of her breast in my hand are giving it ideas. “Super Cock would like to say hi to Super Mommy.” 
“Stop it.” She punches my shoulder again, and I brush my thumb over her hardening nipple, making her gasp.  
Wow, her tits are almost spilling out of her fine-laced bra, and all I wanna do is drag her to our bed and sink into her. 
Looks like she’ll need some persuading first, though. Her fine brows are knit. “I’ll never finish my studies, not with another baby. Oh God…” 
“Hey. Auds.” I put my hand under her chin, tilt her face up until she’s looking at me. “Yes, you will. This baby wasn’t planned, hell, the previous one either, but we’re in this together. I meant it when I said it. I’ll help. We’ll find a way, and you’ll do everything you’ve ever dreamed of, okay? I promise.” 
She nods, her eyes filling up, but she’s smiling. “I want your babies, Ash. All your babies. I trust you.” 
My girl. I brush my mouth over hers, tasting her sweetness. “I hope I never give you cause to regret it.” 
“You won’t.” She smiles at me, and her expression turns dreamy, just like it did the time we found out she was pregnant with Scott. Her hand covers mine over her tummy, and I try to imagine us with another baby. 
A sudden stab of panic hits me, and I swallow hard. “Am I… Am I doing this right, Auds? With you and Scott? Am I…?” 
“You’re the perfect daddy,” she whispers, calming me down like every time my fears flare up. “You’re amazing, and I’m yours.” 
 

 
 
 

 

 

 

 

 


 
 
Jo Raven is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, best known for her series Inked Brotherhood and Damage Control. She writes edgy, contemporary New Adult romance with sexy bad boys and strong-willed heroines. She writes about MME fighters and tattoo artists, dark pasts that bleed into the present, loyalty and raw emotion. Add to that breathtaking suspense, super-hot sex scenes and a happy ending, and you have a Jo Raven® story.
 
 
 
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