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RELEASE BLITZ ~ You’re All I Want For Christmas by Karen Cimms

 
 
 

 

A Christmas Novella in the Of Love and Madness Series
 
Billy crossed the hall into his bedroom where Kate was plugging in the last of the electric candles she’d set in each window.
She flicked it on. “I guess that’s that.” 
His hand covered hers. “Do me a favor and don’t turn this one off. I want to know there’s a light burning in our bedroom window until I come home.” 

When a world tour opening for a major band suddenly falls through, Billy McDonald is forced to take the only gig available, even if it means he’ll be spending the holidays on the other side of the country. 

Christmas has always been Kate’s favorite holiday. But this year, she just can’t get into the spirit. With Billy on tour, her best friend on vacation in Hawaii, two young children to wrangle, a Santa’s Workshop to run, and an extended visit from her estranged mother looming, Kate needs a Christmas miracle.

Set in 1995, “You’re All I Want for Christmas” is a holiday novella from the “Of Love and Madness” series.



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Karen Cimms
was born and raised in New Jersey and still thinks of the Garden State as home. She is a journalist and lifestyle editor of a daily newspaper. She and her husband live in Northeast Pennsylvania. They have four children.
 


At This Moment: Of Love and Madness Book One

 
We All Fall Down: Of Love and Madness Book Two

 
We All Fall Down: Of Love and Madness Book Three


RELEASE BLITZ ~ Stripped Bare by Kalinda Grace

 

 

About the Book Title

 

 
Night after night, Tesla Jones dances on stage.
 
She’s beautiful, unbridled, and unattainable.
 
Or is she?
 
Billionaire Jax Monroe is determined to find out.
 
Powerful in both the boardroom and bedroom, Jax isn’t used to being told no.
 
There’s no deal he can’t close.
 
No woman he can’t charm.
 
Until now.
 
When an indecent proposal becomes desperate infatuation, Jax and Tesla find themselves
 

Stripped Bare.

 



 

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EXCERPT ONE

I feel powerful.

Even as his finger slides between my breasts . . . stinging me, burning me . . . I feel powerful. Because he asked permission, and I granted it.
The decision was mine.
Jax doesn’t have to know that I’ve dreamed of his hands, and his fingers, and his lips. He doesn’t have to know how tempted I am to say yes.
I writhe on his lap, swaying to the music, and he groans roughly. His hands grip my hips, crushing me harder against him, and I feel him. I feel all of him.
He wants me. There’s no denying that.
But I’m a naked girl dancing on his lap. Of course he wants me.
Jax trails his nose against my throat, and the sensation causes me to cry out. He breathes me in, making my body tingle and crave and tremble. His quiet groan vibrates against my neck as my hips grind against him.
“Does that feel good, Tesla?”
I whimper, because it does. It feels amazing.
“Imagine how good it’d feel . . . without the barriers. Without the rules. Without the clock. This could be us, in my bed, in those heels, and I could touch you. Really touch you. The way I’ve wanted to touch you since the first time I saw you on stage.”
My fingers find his hair, and I pull roughly, causing him to growl my name.
“If you’d just been a gentleman. Maybe asked me out to dinner. Asked for my number. I wanted you to ask. I’ve wanted you to ask for weeks.”
“I’m not a gentleman, Tesla.”
It’s a confession.
A warning.
Our eyes lock, and I see him. I really see him. He’s handsome and rich and used to getting his way. His touch scorches me. His eyes radiate through me. He makes me feel beautiful, sexy, and desired.
But it’s not enough.
No matter how good it feels to be held by his strong hands, and no matter how good it feels to grind against him . . .
I’m not this girl, and I never will be.
There’s a knock on the door, and I leap from his lap, leaving him confused and breathless and very, very aroused.
I struggle to catch my breath as Rick’s voice slices through the music.
“Sorry to interrupt, Mr. Monroe. But your driver’s here.”
Jax growls, and I have no idea if it’s because he’s angry or horny.
Or both.
Probably both.
I reach for my shirt and jeans, desperate to be dressed and out of this room. The clock says I still have thirty minutes, but fuck it. I’ll tell Rick to dock it from my pay.
“Do you know what’s really sad, Jax Monroe?”
He shifts uncomfortably in his chair. “What’s that?”
“You could have had me for free.”

I walk out.

 





EXCERPT TWO

Her long brown hair flows down her back as she wraps her legs around the pole. She’s poetry in motion . . . graceful and gorgeous as she dances on the stage. In a room filled with the completely generic and fake, she is extraordinary and real.
She arches her back, giving us a spectacular view of her perfect breasts. Peaks and valleys of soft pink flesh that are just begging for my hands. For my lips. For my tongue.
I’m the one who is completely ordinary, because I’m no different than any other man in this room.
We all want her.
None of us can have her.
Or so they say.
I’ve built a billion-dollar empire by being a master negotiator, and I am determined to prove “them” wrong.Whoever they are.She dances on this stage, and around that pole, night after night. We watch, because we’re men, ruled by our animalistic desires and straining erections.We all want her, but the rules are consistently enforced.You can look, but you can’t touch.
I want to touch.
Desperately.
Her legs are long and lean in her stilettos, and I wonder if she would wear them in my bed.
I bet I could convince her.
Money is quite the bargaining chip. It can move mountains, open doors, and crumble defences.
And, I think, it can convince a beautiful stripper that one night in the bed of a billionaire would have to be better than dancing for a room full of them.
I’m not a complete monster. I know there must be a story behind the pretty green eyes of the woman draped around the silver pole. Most girls don’t dream of becoming strippers. Granted, this is a gentleman’s club, which means the tables are a little less sticky and the bouncers wear tuxedos, but I’d still be willing to bet my life’s fortune that this particular career choice is her idea of a last resort.
It doesn’t have to be.
The thumping bass of the song resonates in my ears and the liquid in my glass coats my tongue as I drink and watch. Her beautiful body shimmies down the pole . . . slowly . . . enticingly, and I hear the quiet murmurs of appreciation from the other assholes in the room.
She dances away from the pole and closer to the edge of the stage. She bends, tilting her head forward, and I watch, mesmerized, as her hair cascades like a waterfall. The music changes, and she leans her head back. My eyes linger over her . . . along her lovely neck and down the length of her delectable body.
I lower my glass just as her eyes meet mine.
I’m paralyzed.
Hypnotic.
Emerald.
Our connection is brief, but in that moment, I get a glimpse of her soul.
And she gets a glimpse of mine.
The song ends, and the spectators whistle and cheer.
But not me.
The gears in my mind shift and spin, and within seconds, I have a plan.

 


 


Kalinda Grace
enjoys the little things in life. She loves the cool side of the pillow, the sound of rain on a tin roof, and restaurants with drive-thru windows.
When she’s not chained to her laptop, she’s either watching college football or binge-watching her favorite shows on Netflix. Kalinda hails from the Midwest.Stripped Bare is her first novella.


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BLOG TOUR ~ The Lunam Ceremony by Nicole Loufas

 

 

 

Born from a curse that allows her kind to shift from human to wolf, Kalysia won the genetic lottery. She is the offspring of an original, born to lead and bound by her duty to produce an heir to continue their bloodline she must leave the only life she has ever known to take part in The Lunam Ceremony. This ancient ritual will solidify her place in the pack and determine who she will love for the rest of her life. There’s just one problem – Kalysia doesn’t believe in love.
 
That changes when she falls into the hands of Dillan Dukes. The attraction is undeniable. The connection unbreakable. He is everything love at first site is supposed to be, suddenly her future doesn’t look that bad.
 
Unwilling to give up hope on going to college and having the life her and Dillan fantasize about outside the pack, she reluctantly takes on the role as pack leader. When an unexpected proposal is made that will grant both Dillan and Kalysia their freedom she is willing to put her ego, and her heart aside, to make her dream come true.
 
One night. 
 
One act of selflessness.
 
For the life she’s always dreamt about.
 
Only things are not what they seem.
 

Can Kalysia and Dillan find happily ever after with the consequences of that night haunting them forever?

 



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Dillan’s voice is like an echo in my head. “I just wanted to stop by and make sure you were still ok with this?” I detect something in his tone− fear, anxiety, anticipation.
She tells him she is fine and asks him to come inside. She is nervous, excited.
“No, I can’t stay. I have to get back to the brew house. I just wanted to, I don’t know. See you.”
I hop down and run, I can’t hear anymore. I don’t want to feel the tension between them. The sexual tension. I run to our cabin and phase back to human. I run up the steps and slam the door shut just as I hear Dillan’s snowmobile pass by. The hum of the engine fades as he heads back to the brew house. He didn’t even stop to see me. He drove back to camp for her. He’s probably counting the minutes until I leave. Another great idea, Kalysia. Leave camp so he can screw Cassie in peace. He’ll probably make love to her in our cabin. He’ll probably feed her chocolates and lick wine from her skin, in my bed. He’ll ruin the sheets. Ruin everything.

She can have him, those two deserve each other. Following their parent’s orders like sheep. They may be brainwashed morons, but I’m the fool that didn’t see they were setting me up all along. I thought Dillan was doing this for our future. I was wrong. And now I can’t stop him. If he doesn’t do it, his father will disown him. I definitely can’t condone it. Not now that I know he wants her. He’s probably always wanted her for years. Long before either one of them knew my name. She is probably his real match, his true soulmate. I don’t belong here. I never did. All I can do now is leave.

 


 


 

Nicole was born and raised in California. She claims to be a San Francisco native, however she’s lived in both Northern and Southern California. She credits her creativity to the fact that she attended 12 schools between kindergarten and her senior year in high school. Her nomadic childhood allowed her to reinvent herself often. Some might say she was a liar. While others see the stories she told as a coping mechanism. Twelve schools, in six cities, in twelve years – give her a break. Today she channels her storytelling ability into writing novels. Long story short – kids that lie become writers.
 
 
 
 

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NEW RELEASE PROMO ~ The Lunam Ceremony by Nicole Loufas

 

 

 

 

Born from a curse that allows her kind to shift from human to wolf, Kalysia won the genetic lottery. She is the offspring of an original, born to lead and bound by her duty to produce an heir to continue their bloodline she must leave the only life she has ever known to take part in The Lunam Ceremony. This ancient ritual will solidify her place in the pack and determine who she will love for the rest of her life. There’s just one problem – Kalysia doesn’t believe in love.

 
That changes when she falls into the hands of Dillan Dukes. The attraction is undeniable. The connection unbreakable. He is everything love at first site is supposed to be, suddenly her future doesn’t look that bad.
 
Unwilling to give up hope on going to college and having the life her and Dillan fantasize about outside the pack, she reluctantly takes on the role as pack leader. When an unexpected proposal is made that will grant both Dillan and Kalysia their freedom she is willing to put her ego, and her heart aside, to make her dream come true.
 
One night. 
 
One act of selflessness.
 
For the life she’s always dreamt about.
 
Only things are not what they seem.
 

Can Kalysia and Dillan find happily ever after with the consequences of that night haunting them forever?

 



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A loud boom rattles the windows in the building and I hit the floor. It sounds like a bomb has gone off, but I hear laughing and the music comes back on. It was just fireworks. I make my way back downstairs and out the back door. I’ll hide in the woods. By the time the ceremony starts and Layla notices I’m missing, it will be too late to find me.
I see Bonnie and Jessie carrying out the white garments. It’s almost time. I move towards the woods and I spot Cassie looking for me. I flatten myself against the wall and slide across it until I reach the end of the building. I round the corner and take off in a full sprint towards the woods. I make it three steps and then I trip.
That hurt. I spit dirt from my mouth as I push myself up to a sitting position. I look down at my knee and hear someone laughing. When I turn my head, I see Dillan Dukes leaning against the wall.
“Slow down there, speedy,” he quips.
In moments like this, there is nothing you can say. All you can do is laugh. I burst into an uncontrollable fit of laughter. Dillan joins me on the ground.
“Are you laughing with me or at me?” I finally ask.
“A little of both.” His voice is deep and sexy. He smells like sage and cigarettes. “I’m Dillan, by the way.” He holds his hand out to me and I shake it.
“I know who you are. I’m Kalysia.”
“I know who you are.” He smiles and turns my hand over. “Don’t worry about this.” He swipes his fingers across the scrapes on my palm. “After Lunam, you’ll be all healed.”
“So I’ve heard,” I say as Dillan springs off the ground and helps me up.
We stand face to face in silence. I feel his heart beating between us and suddenly something sparks inside of me. This time the burning begins in my chest. My breathing becomes erratic. I taste his breath on my tongue, and I want to kiss him. I edge forward until we are chest to chest. He steps back. I reach for his hand, and he pulls away.

“Kalysia, we can’t,” he whispers into the space between us. “Lunam is beginning.” He brushes his lips across my hand and walks away.

 



 


 

Nicole was born and raised in California. She claims to be a San Francisco native, however she’s lived in both Northern and Southern California. She credits her creativity to the fact that she attended 12 schools between kindergarten and her senior year in high school. Her nomadic childhood allowed her to reinvent herself often. Some might say she was a liar. While others see the stories she told as a coping mechanism. Twelve schools, in six cities, in twelve years – give her a break. Today she channels her storytelling ability into writing novels. Long story short – kids that lie become writers.
 
 
 
 


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BLOG TOUR ~ Too Hot To Handle by Susan Arden

 

 

 

A random hookup too hot to handle? Never say never. 

In a grueling game of cat-n-mouse with her step-uncle, it’s Margo’s move. 

On the run, she does a body slide right into the arms of a recently discharged Marine. Outside of a crazy fling, there is zero room in her life for men. Distractions are dangerous to her health.

From working a fence line and dealing with cattle, Rod McLemore is thrust back into the line of duty. And he promptly fails. He crosses the line in a no-brainer mission: go and get the girl. On no hands is he prepared for Margo or her smart-mouth, right hook, and cargo to hide. 

Margo and Rod are as volatile as flint and gunpowder. Bordering on taboo, their raw attraction is a recipe for disaster. Especially when the stakes are raised.

Their stormy love affair forces them over the edge and out of their comfort zones as they wrangle in-laws, Mother Nature, and a slick conman. A regular trial by fire. But a battle worth fighting means taking a stand and they’ll do whatever it takes to stay together. Even if it means they have to lie, cheat, steal.
Or kill.

o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o

Margo Santero.
Riding in a rodeo with a pack of adrenaline-hyped cowboys isn’t what it was cracked up to be. On the run since my mom died, I found out the hard way everyone has a price. And trust is a commodity. This isn’t the lifestyle I want, but neither is the demented offer my step-uncle tosses my way. He ups the ante, threatening my horse, forcing me to bolt. One day I’ll fix Axel for good. For now, I’ve gotta a run.

Rod McLemore.
She stormed into my life. A beautiful hurricane with dark secrets, blinding curves, and a smart-mouth I should kiss into submission. She’s on the run and needs my help. Not that she listens. But if it’s the last thing I do, I’m going to make her mine. Even if it means I have to lie, cheat, deal with her horse from hell…
Or get out my M9. Won’t be the first time I’ve pulled the trigger.

STORM WARNING: This is a seismic erotic romance, detailing a barely-legal runaway and a dirty-talking McLemore. If a fiercely protective aka alpha-male cowboy lights your fire, then you’ve come to the right ranch.

 



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EXCERPT ONE
 
“Princess,” Axel’s viper voice whispered behind me, and I swung around as pinpricks of fear tattooed my skin.
With his slicked-back hair perfectly in place, he strolled out of the shadows, wearing a sneer. He lifted his hands encased in black leather gloves and shoved me back against the wall.
I clenched my jaw. No one was around and under his glare I fought to control my breathing. “Stop touching me,” I said hoarsely.
“Or what?” He cocked his head to the side and traced my cheek with a playing card.
“How about this?” Lurching forward, I went to rake the smirk off his face, but he caught and wrested my wrist down.
Up against me, Axel jabbed the card into my cheek, but I refused to cry out in pain. His pale skin glistened from sweat as cruelty flashed in his flat dark eyes. “Do you need a reminder of who calls the shots?” He tried to kiss me, but I turned my face to the side in disgust.
“Get off me,” I growled.
He didn’t relent and I couldn’t move him. In his mid-forties but unlike most men his age who sat in an office, he spent time boxing in a gym. And not just to keep in shape. He enjoyed pulverizing his opponents in an aggressive steroid induced rage—his sick little secret.
“Princess, you’ve got one more race. If you fail to win the championship, then I’ll foreclose on your father’s farm. Is that what you really want?” Axel dropped my wrist and the card abruptly. His hands moved to my neck as I stared, horror-struck by his latest threat. “Answer me, Margo.”
The pressure of his fingers increased around my neck, making it hard to breathe.
“No.” One word and it was all I could get out.
“Nate’s misfortune could disappear. I’ll cancel his debt—tonight. Set you up in an apartment. Ever been to Chicago?”
I knew what Axel desired. My defeat. My submission. He wanted to break me. Other riders and even arena workers had made the mistake of thinking his hot rods, hotel rooms, and shitty promises meant something. That something translated to agony revisited for days on end where girls wound up in the hospital with serious injuries like broken jaws or fractured ribs, or worse. They went missing. And no one talked or made a stink.
“Where are the clowns?” A handler yelled and Apollo nickered.
“Uh-oh,” I said, “Someone’s looking for you.”
Axel stared back at me. Or really at my chest. Leaning closer, he cursed and his hands started to shake as he held my head against the stable wall. “I can do anything I want to you. Right here and that old man you hang out with won’t raise a hand to help you. He’d watch, princess. You have no idea who you’re mouthing off to, but you’re going to find out. That horse of yours is a beauty. Same as you. But he can’t suck my cock can he?”
“You’re sick.”
“Say that now.” Releasing me, Axel laughed darkly. “But I’ll have you down on your knees the next time we meet if you don’t get your tits in line.”
“Stop threatening me.” I crossed my arms over my chest to escape his sickening leer.

“Then don’t disappoint me. I’d hate for Apollo’s leg to get busted. As insurance…”

 



 


EXCERPT TWO
 
Featuring Rod and his brother Cade. They’re two of three triplets. And Mia and Margo Santero, sisters.
 
We entered and didn’t make it past the foyer before Mia’s voice rang out as she rushed over. “Margo! Oh my God I can’t believe my eyes. Sis, you’ve grown up. Look at you.” Mia went from smiling to crying to laughing as they hugged. She noticed me and grinned. “Rod, I owe you. Thanks so much.”
“No problem. Glad to help.” I chuckled, my gaze flicking between them. My voice sounded as constrained as my locked-down desire to trace my fingers over Margo’s skin. Her smile tightened same as her shoulders, which she held fixed. Our eyes met, and I nodded, cocking my head toward her sister who had begun making introductions to family nearby.
Margo rolled her eyes at me and mouthed ‘help’ before she was shuttled away. Mia introduced her to everyone and I walked over to the bar in need of a stiff shot.
My brother appeared out of nowhere, sporting shoulder-length dreadlocks. “Heard you were called back into active duty,” Cade snorted.
After my double take over his hair, I frowned, narrowing my eyes. “Not exactly.”
“What are you up to tonight?” he questioned me, leaning against the bar and pulling the tab on a light beer.
“Are you really going to drink that? It tastes like piss.”
“I’m on contract as a body double. It’s my ass and abs on screen. It’s this or water. Back to you, got any plans around midnight?” He tipped the can to his lips, waiting on my reply.
“Look around.” I lifted my gaze to his. “We’re here.”
“Nuh. I mean later. I’ve got company. Two chicks. Here’s a preview.” He flashed his cell screen in my direction, displaying two naked women kissing and riding a double-headed dildo.
Shit. I pushed his hand out of my face. “Cade, there’s a thing called discretion. Ever heard of it?”
He laughed. “Not where these two girls are concerned.”
~~
NOTE:
Mia is marrying Brandon McLemore. They are the couple from Collared By The Cowboy, Bad Boys #5. The best-selling red-hot romance, ranked #1 for humorous erotica, suspense, BDSM, and Western erotica.
 

Cade is the next bad boy hero in the series in Love You Harder, scheduled to release Spring 2016

 



 
Diversity in life is important to Susan. So much she obtained an MS Ed in TESOL. But the universe had other plans. From a classroom, she fell into a world filled with romance. Both real and fiction. Married the man standing behind her at Starbucks in Nashville. Yep, never can tell what life has in store. So if you doubt dreams can come true, ask her about how in falling she found the courage to jump and a pair of writer wings. She and her husband support several charity organizations including RAINN.org, Semper Fi Fund, Diversity In Books, and a robotics program for children. 
She’s the author of the bestselling Bad Boy McLemore-alpha-cowboys series. If romance starring a rugged cowboy ignites your fire, then stay in touch via Susan’s RED-HOT ROMANCE newsletter. Sign up for freebies, releases, and bad boy news!
 

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Tempted by Trouble
(Bad Boys: Book One)
 
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Twice Tempted
(Bad Boys: Book Two)
 

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The Cowboy Rode a Harley: Stephen McLemore
(Bad Boys: Book Three)
 

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Girls’ Night Out
(Bad Boys: Book Four)
 

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Brandon McLemore: Leather and Lace
(Bad Boys: Book Five)
 

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Collared by the Cowboy
(Bad Boys: Book Six)
 

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Breaking a Bad Boy: Takes a Bad Girl
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Catch Y.O.U.: 4Xmas
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Never Say Never
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RELEASE BLITZ ~ Too Hot to Handle by Susan Arden

 

 

A random hookup too hot to handle? Never say never. 

In a grueling game of cat-n-mouse with her step-uncle, it’s Margo’s move. 

On the run, she does a body slide right into the arms of a recently discharged Marine. Outside of a crazy fling, there is zero room in her life for men. Distractions are dangerous to her health.

From working a fence line and dealing with cattle, Rod McLemore is thrust back into the line of duty. And he promptly fails. He crosses the line in a no-brainer mission: go and get the girl. On no hands is he prepared for Margo or her smart-mouth, right hook, and cargo to hide. 

Margo and Rod are as volatile as flint and gunpowder. Bordering on taboo, their raw attraction is a recipe for disaster. Especially when the stakes are raised.

Their stormy love affair forces them over the edge and out of their comfort zones as they wrangle in-laws, Mother Nature, and a slick conman. A regular trial by fire. But a battle worth fighting means taking a stand and they’ll do whatever it takes to stay together. Even if it means they have to lie, cheat, steal.
Or kill.

o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o

Margo Santero.
Riding in a rodeo with a pack of adrenaline-hyped cowboys isn’t what it was cracked up to be. On the run since my mom died, I found out the hard way everyone has a price. And trust is a commodity. This isn’t the lifestyle I want, but neither is the demented offer my step-uncle tosses my way. He ups the ante, threatening my horse, forcing me to bolt. One day I’ll fix Axel for good. For now, I’ve gotta a run.

Rod McLemore.
She stormed into my life. A beautiful hurricane with dark secrets, blinding curves, and a smart-mouth I should kiss into submission. She’s on the run and needs my help. Not that she listens. But if it’s the last thing I do, I’m going to make her mine. Even if it means I have to lie, cheat, deal with her horse from hell…
Or get out my M9. Won’t be the first time I’ve pulled the trigger.

STORM WARNING: This is a seismic erotic romance, detailing a barely-legal runaway and a dirty-talking McLemore. If a fiercely protective aka alpha-male cowboy lights your fire, then you’ve come to the right ranch.

 



 


Diversity in life is important to Susan. So much she obtained an MS Ed in TESOL. But the universe had other plans. From a classroom, she fell into a world filled with romance. Both real and fiction. Married the man standing behind her at Starbucks in Nashville. Yep, never can tell what life has in store. So if you doubt dreams can come true, ask her about how in falling she found the courage to jump and a pair of writer wings. She and her husband support several charity organizations including RAINN.org, Semper Fi Fund, Diversity In Books, and a robotics program for children. 
She’s the author of the bestselling Bad Boy McLemore-alpha-cowboys series. If romance starring a rugged cowboy ignites your fire, then stay in touch via Susan’s RED-HOT ROMANCE newsletter. Sign up for freebies, releases, and bad boy news!
 

 

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Tempted by Trouble
(Bad Boys: Book One)

 

 

Amazon ~ FREE on KU

 

 
Twice Tempted
(Bad Boys: Book Two)
 

Amzon ~ FREE on KU

 

 
The Cowboy Rode a Harley:
Stephen McLemore (Bad Boys: Book Three)
 

Amazon ~ FREE on KU
 

Girls’ Night Out
(Bad Boys: Book Four)
 

Amazon ~ FREE on KU
Brandon McLemore: Leather and Lace
(Bad Boys: Book Five)
 

Amazon ~ FREE on KU
 

Collared by the Cowboy
(Bad Boys: Book Six)
 

Amazon ~ FREE on KU

 

 
Breaking a Bad Boy:
Takes a Bad Girl (Bad Boys: Book Seven)
 

Amazon ~ FREE on KU

Catch Y.O.U.: 4Xmas
(Bad Boys: Book Eight)
 

Amazon ~ FREE on KU
Never Say Never
( Bad Boys: Book Nine)
 
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RELEASE BLITZ ~ The Quarter Change by Kiarra M. Taylor

 

 

The-Quar-ter- Change:

 

/T͟Hē, ˈkwôrdər, CHānj/

 

Noun

 

A drastic personality change brought on by a person’s upcoming twenty-fifth birthday and the realization that they have been EXISTING for a quarter of a century but not LIVING.

 

Kimbella Tyler is done floating through life…

 

She’s turning twenty-five in a few weeks, and even though she’s in the prime of her life, living by the motto “Keep head down or in a book” hasn’t exactly been fun. Sick of hanging in the background of life, Kimbella embarks on a mission to leave her introverted ways in the past and live by a new motto—“Liquor. Lust. Living.”. The first step in her mission is to change her surroundings. Armed with her “Quarter List” full of fun local attractions and wild, adventurous things that she was always too introverted to do, Kimbella heads to California for two weeks of no holds barred fun.

 

An unlisted attraction…

 

Kimbella’s carefully laid plans are interrupted when she meets the crazy sexy Dr. Roman Tanzman and he attaches himself to her at the hip. Rolling with the punches for once in her life, Kimbella takes Roman along as she goes on the adventure of a lifetime—well the adventure of a quarter of a lifetime.

 

Liquor. Lust. Love…?

 

Kimbella’s new life is one she’s always dreamed about; filled with hot nights with Roman, endless fancy dinners and dancing and no shortage of liquor. But with Kimbella pretending to be a bold, outgoing and sexually forward woman, and Roman pretending to be a carefree guy who isn’t going through the most trying time of his life, their facades have the potential to be their very undoing. Liquor and lust were part of the plan—love certainly wasn’t.

 



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As I neared my small, ranch-style house, my neighbor came barreling down the narrow walkway, and just like yesterday he rammed roughly into me and kept walking, not caring that he’s double my size and that he practically trampled over me.
Yesterday, when I was still Old Kimbella, I would have just kept walking.
Well today was a new day, and New Kimbella wasn’t going to stand for this stuff—I mean shit.
I whirled around and shouted, “Hey, you! Hey… jackhole!”
Okay so ‘jackhole’ probably wasn’t the most offensive word in the world, but I had to ease myself into this whole potty mouth thing or I would wind up sounding like I had a speech impediment.
After a few seconds, my neighbor Carey stopped walking and turned in my direction as he opened his car door.
I marched over to him, jabbing my finger out. “Why can’t you freaking learn to watch where you’re walking or at the very freaking least say excuse me when you nearly knock someone over?” I asked angrily.
He blinked at me, shocked at the aggressive way I was coming at him.
“Um…I’m sorry?” he finally replied sheepishly.
I narrowed my eyes at him. “You should be. Stuff—I mean shit like that is not cool, man!”
His lips twitched like he was biting back a smile as he asked, “Are you all right Kimbella? You seem a little…off today.”
I shrugged noncommittally, feigning more confidence than I actually felt at the moment. I’m sure by ‘off’ he meant that I was actually showing emotion for the first time in the seven years I had been living next door to him.
We stood there awkwardly for a few seconds before I abruptly turned on my heel and strutted over to my door. As calmly as I could, I unlocked it and let myself inside. Closing the door firmly behind me I sagged against it, releasing the pent up tension I hadn’t even realized I was harboring.
My insides were a jumbled mess of anxiety, remorse and…elation. Standing up for myself, as small a stand as it had been, had felt so freaking—no fucking—good!

I smiled wryly to myself, thinking that I had created a monster.

 

#2:
He stared down at me with an impassive expression before asking, “You following me, Ms. Tyler?”
I craned my neck back and looked up at him; the sun was at his back and the light billowed out all around him, making him look like the angel of temptation.
“I was just about to ask you the same thing,” I finally replied.
Any earlier anger I felt toward him was gone, and seeing him here now seemed like a sign. I was looking for a fun fling out here in Cali, and it was practically being hand-delivered to me courtesy of the sex-gods.
He took off his sunglasses and stared down at me with hazel eyes that were shrouded by long, dark, thick eyelashes. “I live here. Right in the next courtyard, in fact, so it would be kind of hard for me to be following you,” he chuckled lightly.
He lived here? This was getting more convenient by the minute. I bit back a smile, and instead of answering him, I pushed off the ledge and waded back out into the middle of the pool.
“You coming in?” I asked casually.
His lips twitched. “Actually, I’m liking the view from here just fine.”
I blushed and looked down at my body, which was distorted by the gently moving water, before reaching down and slapping the water and causing it to splash all over him.
He tried to step back but was too late as his shirt and trunks got soaked.
I couldn’t help it; I burst into laughter as he looked at me and struggled to keep a straight face.
“I see what this is. You wanted to find me and wreak vengeance on me for spilling coffee on you, is that it?” he asked playfully.
I sobered. “Vengeance? No. Actually, I think I’d just like to have sex with you.”
The minute the words left my lips, my eyes widened in shock and I clapped my hand over my turncoat of a mouth.
As I was contemplating just letting myself float to the bottom of the pool and drown, I heard him let out a loud bark of laughter.
“Come again?” he asked through his laughter.
I let out a frustrated huff of air. This was so not going the way I wanted it to. But if I was going to salvage my trip and set the pace for the next fourteen days, I needed to make Roman and myself believe that I was a fun, hot, carefree soon-to-be twenty-five-year-old woman.
Squaring my shoulders, I said, “You heard me. I’d like to have sex with you.”
He stopped laughing and looked at me, amused.
“So that’s the type of woman you are then?” he asked.
I shrugged, feigning nonchalance as I said, “Today it is.”
He pursed his lips. “Hmm,” he said as if he didn’t quite believe me. “Well…let’s go then.”
I turned my head so he wouldn’t see my eyes nearly bulge out of their sockets. I hadn’t expected him to agree so easily and so soon to my little proposition.

Turning, I looked back over at him and spotted the look on his face. He was calling my bluff, daring me to backpedal and change my mind.

 



Kiarra M. Taylor is a Pittsburgh native and current resident. She is a mother to a handsome son as well as a beautiful daughter. A lifelong bookworm, Kiarra began writing in the fifth grade and hasn’t stopped since. With so many genres out there she doesn’t limit herself to writing in just one and aims to write across genres. Her interests in books vary as does as her interest in music; she literally likes it all. Some of Kiarra’s favorite authors are; J.K. Rowling, Sylvia Day, Tiffany Snow, Jane Austen, Maya Angelou, Mary Monroe and ML Rodriguez.
Aside from reading Kiarra has a passion for all things Criminal Justice and currently holds several higher education degrees including a Master of Science in Criminal Justice Administration.
When Kiarra isn’t transferring fictional worlds from the dredges of her mind to her laptop, you can find her nose-deep in a book or spending time with her children.

Ever the social butterfly, Kiarra is very active on social media so please feel free to catch up with her on FacebookTwitter,Instagram and Goodreads!

 


 

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BLOG TOUR ~ Where You Can Find Me by Fiona Cole

 

 

Luella King has experienced loss all her life. After losing her parents and the most important person in her life, she hesitates to open up to anyone and instead plays it safe. One night, she throws caution to the wind and gives into her desires with a sexy stranger.

Fearing her sudden and unexpected loss of control, Luella runs away from him. A chance second encounter pushes her to open her eyes and give the stranger a chance. 

There’s something about Jack MacCabe that makes her feel safe enough to lower her guard. Despite how busy he is with his job as a security specialist, they continue to spend more time together and with each date and late night message she finds herself falling in love. 

When a serial killer wreaks havoc on their city, Jack’s dangerously close proximity to the case reignites Luella’s fears of losing someone important to her. Surrendering her fears in order to keep Jack by her side challenges Luella to her limits, while Jack is under pressure to catch the serial killer before it’s too late. 

As Jack and Luella draw closer to one another, the killer closes in on their next victim.
Soon Jack and Luella find themselves entrenched in a mystery they never saw coming.


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One

After another hour of dancing and another trip to the bar, I asked Evie, “Are you ready to go soon? It’s getting late and my feet are killing me.”

 

“Let’s head back out one more time. I feel like this time on the dance floor will bring me the man I’m looking for.” Evie gave me a sad puppy dog look and began pulling me back to the floor.

 

I could feel my buzz fading, revealing the exhaustion I felt down to my bones, but I was here for Evie and her quest. So I obediently followed her back to the dance floor.

 

About ten minutes into dancing, a ridiculously hot guy came up to dance with Evie. He whispered in her ear and she made a drinking motion to me. I gave her a thumbs up and she was off with a quick glance back, mouthing, “Fuck yeah.”

 

I was about to head to the bar as well to get a drink when one of my favorite dancing songs came on. I fell into a rhythm, finding my zone. I hoped I looked like a high-class stripper, but I didn’t care too much because I was feeling the music, feeling powerful, sexy. I made a sultry turn and opened my eyes, immediately finding Mr. Sex Eyes. I paused for a minute in shock until he raised an eyebrow as if he was asking, What are you waiting for?

 

The powerful rush of sexiness heightened, adding to my excitement causing a tightness in my chest and a lightheaded feeling. I closed my eyes and began to dance. I no longer danced just for myself, I could tell. I could feel his eyes on me caressing my skin, or at least I imagined they were. Let’s be honest, he could have moved away while my eyes were closed, but I liked the illusion that I was dancing for someone. That they were watching me. Hmm, maybe I had a bit of an exhibitionist streak in me.

 

One song turned into two and two into three. I never looked back over for fear that he would be gone. I didn’t want to lose this feeling. My breathing came fast, not only from the dancing, but from the excitement. I could feel myself getting turned on, experiencing a rush I didn’t ever want to end.

 

I swayed my hips low and rose back up when a large hand softly squeezed my waist as another pushed my hair over my right shoulder.

 

“I almost didn’t come over because you looked like you were enjoying yourself so much, but after such a show, how could I resist?” His deep voice vibrated through me, so close I could feel his lips brush against my ear.

 

I wasn’t going to look, but a part of me had to check if it was him and not some random man coming up to me. I slowed down a bit and turned my head, looking at him out of the corner of my eye. Hot damn, up close he was even better than expected. The darkness made it hard to confirm but I thought his eyes were blue. His lips had that same smirk as earlier.
 

“By all means, don’t let me stop you. I just want to participate now.” He placed his other hand on my hip and pulled me back so I was right up against him. Instantly I could feel how much he enjoyed my show. I couldn’t help myself, I leaned back and subtly rubbed myself against him. I wasn’t sure what I was trying to communicate with that move, but I became unstoppable at that point. “Come on, let’s play. Dance for me, beautiful.”

 



 


Two

 

The place filled up fast and the hours flew by. I swear if I didn’t love science so much I could have been a bartender. It was fun meeting people from all walks of life. Even though a few of them could be really weird and creepy, the majority were interesting. I saw two new customers fill a spot on my side of the bar and I made my way down to take their order. I stopped a little short when I noticed Detective Shane Daniels and the newbie cop that Jack had told me about. Instantly, I was alert and a little nervous around the guy, considering what Jack told me a couple weeks ago. I shook off my hesitation and reminded myself not to be a big scaredy cat. It’s not like anything bad would happen to me while I served them.

 

“Hey, guys. What can I get you to drink?” I didn’t openly greet Shane because I didn’t know if he wanted me to act like I knew him. Last time we talked he wanted me to keep everything hush-hush. I decided to play it safe than assume the wrong thing.

 

They both turned to look at me and instantly my nerves rose again. The younger cop’s pale green eyes looked me up and down, making sure to take extra time to stare at my chest. By the time he reached my eyes his held disgusting interest paired with a creepy-ass smile. He might have been trying to be flirtatious but instead came off as a creeper.

 

I didn’t return his smile.

I might have even scowled.

 

I crossed my arms and turned to look at Shane. Recognition crossed his features and while he didn’t smile, his face softened from the frown. “Hey, Luella. I didn’t know you worked here.”

 

“I don’t usually. This is my brother’s bar and I work it every Christmas.”

 

“You know her, Detective?” Creeper Cop asked. His tone implied how impressed he would be if Shane knew me. Ugh! What an ass.

 

“Not really. This is Luella, Jack’s girlfriend. Luella, this is Aimes Bennet.”

 

“Nice to meet you, sweetheart.” Aimes reached his hand out to shake mine and I reached to grab glasses for their drinks. No way in hell would I touch him willingly. Whether Jack’s gut was right or not, I did not like the vibes this guy put off. I didn’t miss the slight tension that tightened his shoulders at the mention of Jack’s name.

 

I nodded my head and asked again what they wanted to drink. To be a bitch I asked for Creeper Cop’s ID. In all fairness, he looked about twelve. I thought I even saw Shane’s shoulders shake with a suppressed laugh. I got their drinks and then moved down the bar to serve other customers. I rarely took my eyes off Aimes. I wanted to report back to Jack and give him every detail.

 

I felt like I should have had my own spy song going in the background as I mentally catalogued details. Then I laughed at myself for being stupid. I had no idea what I was doing and Jack would probably laugh at me for mentioning it. During a slow period I went to refill their drinks and asked Shane, “What brings you guys in here on Christmas?”

 

Shane took a drink and looked as though he was about to brush off the question when all of a sudden Aimes answered for him. “We were actually working late on a new murder we discovered today. We decided to stop for a drink before heading home after such a gruesome scene. I’m sure Jack has told you all about this case he is trying to take over.” He rolled his eyes and kept going. “So you know about the serial killer going around and getting more and more loud with his victims. You should see what he does. It’s actually pretty impressive.” He started talking faster showing his excitement about these murders. It sent chills down my spine just watching him and listening to someone seem happy about the horrifying case. I’d watched Jack grow tired and irritable as the case took its toll on him and here was this guy going on and on like he was talking about his latest crush. “I mean this guy has to be a genius right? He’s been getting away with this for years. At least, until I caught on.” He actually placed his hand on his chest as if in awe of himself before continuing. “He pushes the limits and challenges us to find him. Each murder is becoming more obvious. I swear, he’s so good he could kill someone in the precinct, right under our noses and the department wouldn’t even know. Not even Jack.”

 

I peeked at Shane to see him just staring into his glass and looking like he was counting to ten as he took a deep breath. “I mean, sweetheart, the one we saw tonight had this chick wrapped in Christmas lights like some kind of gift to us.”

 

My eyes widened in horror right before a hand slammed down on the bar. I jumped and looked at Shane. He focused his rage on Bennet, with his eyebrows drawn as low as they could, over his eyes that appeared black in his state of anger. The right side of his upper lip curled in disgust as a muscle twitched in his jaw. “Shut the fuck up, Bennet,” he growled out between clenched teeth. As Bennet stammered out an apology, Shane finished his drink in one swallow. “Let’s fucking go.”
He threw more than enough cash on the bar and gave me a quick nod. “Sorry about that, Luella. Make sure you stay safe. I’ll see you around.” He turned to walk out, not even bothering to check to make sure Aimes followed. He did follow, but not before he turned one last time to give me a lecherous perusal of my body.
 

“See you around, sweetheart.” With a wink he turned and followed Shane out.

 



 

 

I never thought I would ever write a book. I wasn’t even really a reader until age twenty. But I picked up a romance novel and that was it for me. I fell in love. And then one day I stepped into this indie world of books and I started writing. Then I wrote enough to keep going. And then I had a book. Sometimes things happen when you least expect it, but it all falls into place. Writing is it for me. 
 

I’m a stay at home mom with a degree in chemistry and biology. I LOVE science. If you get me started talking about biochemistry, it’s all over. I’ll rattle on for days! But I use all that knowledge to take care of my two little girls. Mostly while my husband is away being a soldier.

 

It’s taken me a long time to get here, but I like it … And I think I might stay a while.

 

 



 

 




RELEASE BLITZ ~ Tempting by Alex Lucian

 

 

 

 

His body climbing over mine.

 

My teeth biting his neck.

 

His scent on my skin.

 

My nails carving a path down his back.

 

His commands whispered in my ear.

 

All of my senses filled with him.

 

I knew it was bad. But I craved more. 

 

 

It had begun innocently enough, bumping into one another in a crowded Boston bar. What followed that night had been anything but innocent.

 

Because I’d known, even as he’d slid inside of me, that he was my professor. I’d pursued him, a predator stalking its prey.

 

And he didn’t know I was his student.

 

But he would. 

 



 


Alex Lucian is an author living on the eastern coast of the United States who appreciates being anonymous, for personal and professional reasons. Tempting is Alex’s first novel.
 

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RELEASE BLITZ ~ Where You Can Find Me by Fiona Cole

 

Luella King has experienced loss all her life. After losing her parents and the most important person in her life, she hesitates to open up to anyone and instead plays it safe. One night, she throws caution to the wind and gives into her desires with a sexy stranger.

Fearing her sudden and unexpected loss of control, Luella runs away from him. A chance second encounter pushes her to open her eyes and give the stranger a chance. 

There’s something about Jack MacCabe that makes her feel safe enough to lower her guard. Despite how busy he is with his job as a security specialist, they continue to spend more time together and with each date and late night message she finds herself falling in love. 

When a serial killer wreaks havoc on their city, Jack’s dangerously close proximity to the case reignites Luella’s fears of losing someone important to her. Surrendering her fears in order to keep Jack by her side challenges Luella to her limits, while Jack is under pressure to catch the serial killer before it’s too late. 

As Jack and Luella draw closer to one another, the killer closes in on their next victim. Soon Jack and Luella find themselves entrenched in a mystery they never saw coming.

**Warning: This book may contain minor triggers due to sensitive topics.

 



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I never thought I would ever write a book. I wasn’t even really a reader until age twenty. But I picked up a romance novel and that was it for me. I fell in love. And then one day I stepped into this indie world of books and I started writing. Then I wrote enough to keep going. And then I had a book. Sometimes things happen when you least expect it, but it all falls into place. Writing is it for me. 
 

I’m a stay at home mom with a degree in chemistry and biology. I LOVE science. If you get me started talking about biochemistry, it’s all over. I’ll rattle on for days! But I use all that knowledge to take care of my two little girls. Mostly while my husband is away being a soldier.

 

It’s taken me a long time to get here, but I like it … And I think I might stay a while.

 



 






 


 

 

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