Lost Energy Cover Reveal with @lynn_Vroman

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A Young Adult, Science Fiction Fantasy

Lost Energy 

(Energy, #2)

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Lynn Vroman

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Untold Press

Release Date: February 3, 2015

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Last spring, Lena discovered who she was.
Now all she wants to do is move on—and find a way to be with Tarek, the new Warden of Arcus and the love of her life. Even though worlds separate them now, she holds onto the hope they’ll be together again. Until then, Lena focuses on being truly happy for the first time in her life…this life. She has new friends, an apartment free from her abusive father, and the chance to live a normal life.

But for Lena, the past never stays gone.

A woman from another lifetime reveals Cassondra, Exemplian’s new authority commander, is seeking revenge against Tarek for killing her brother. There is only one way to end this new threat…
This time, it will take more than Wilma to keep the monsters away. It’ll take an entire army–an army who remembers Lena from her past life, and who might just want her dead, too.

Lena’s past will shape her future more than she could ever imagine.

 

Be sure to check out book 1, Tainted Energy

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Born in Pennsylvania, Lynn spent most of her childhood, especially during math class, daydreaming. The main result that came from honing her imagination skills was brilliantly failing algebra. Today, she still spends an obscene amount of time in her head, only now she writes down all the cool stuff.

With a degree in English Literature, Lynn used college as an excuse to read for four years straight. She lives in the Pocono Mountains with her husband, raising the four most incredible human beings on the planet. She writes young adult novels, both fantasy and contemporary.

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eXcess Anthology Release Day Blitz

Title: eXcess Anthology
Author: K.M. Scott, CJ Roberts, Pam Godwin, AL Daltrey, Ella Dominguez, Scott Hildreth, Marc Nobbs, Gina Whitney and Adriane LeighGenre: Erotic Romance
9 New York Times, USA Today & Amazon Bestselling Authors bring you some of the steamiest romance novels for one low price. K.M. Scott — Temptation— Cassian March gave up on love, but his sexy new assistant Olivia might just change his mind. Will they give in to temptation at Club X, or will they let their fears keep them from finding love? 


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CJ Roberts— Captive in the Dark — This New York Times Bestseller is the story of a young woman kidnapped and held hostage by a human trafficker out for revenge. Gritty, violent, and not for the faint of heart. 18+ Heed all warnings. 

Facebook * Twitter * Goodreads * AmazonPam Godwin — Beneath The Burn — Amid corruption and power, rock stars and drugs, Jay and Charlee must face their worst fears. When the battle is over, what will be left…Beneath The Burn. 

Facebook * Twitter * Goodreads * AmazonAl Daltrey — Testing The Submissive — Abby stood nervously before her Master, having to recount in exact detail the proceedings of her last whipping. How far will he push her with these tests, and what will happen when she’s pushed too far? 

Facebook * Twitter * Goodreads * AmazonElla Dominguez — Grace Street — Cold and calculating, Victor has found the next victim on his to-do-list. But Elsa proves to be an infuriating challenger when she flips the tables on his selfish and twisted game – a game they both may end up losing their hearts and minds over. 

Facebook * Twitter * Goodreads * AmazonScott Hildreth — Undefeated — While Shane Dekkar fights in the boxing ring, Kace Meadows fights for her life. After ten years in an abusive relationship she is ready to escape and does so with the help of an unlikely hero. Undefeated is a story about the realities abuse, the aftermath of abuse and learning how to love again. 

Facebook * Twitter * Goodreads * AmazonMarc Nobbs — The Big Four Ohhh! — When Dave Cartwright comes across a local newspaper ad offering twenty-seven inches of Prime British Beef, it plants the seed of an idea which leads to a unique celebration of his wife’s upcoming fortieth birthday. And a night that both of them will never, ever forget. 

Facebook * Twitter * Goodreads * AmazonGina Whitney — Saving Abel — Abel Gunner, lead singer of Lethal Abel and Gia must face their demons before they can embrace a future together. In the end they’re faced with two choices: fight for their love or die with their demons. 

Facebook * Twitter * Goodreads * AmazonAdriane Leigh — Wild — An independent woman, a controlling man, and one wild one-night stand… Desire and temptation smolder before she succumbs to her darkest fantasies with the captivating stranger. Kat Kenndedy doesn’t expect to see Lane Wild again after an explosive one-night stand leaves her breathless and craving more, but just like lightning in the darkness, he shows up in her life at the most unpredictable moments.


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Forever His Baby Release Day Blitz

Title: Forever His Baby
Author: Morgana Phoenix 
Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance
Cover Designer: Airicka’s Mystical Creations
Expected Release Date: Dec. 22, 2014
Hosted by: Lady Amber’s Tours
Blurb:Two brothers. One impossible choiceFrom the moment her suspicions are confirmed, Lily knows she’s screwed. What the hell is a nineteen year old with no future going to do with a baby? She can barely take care of herself. She needs help.

In walks Sloan McClain, the only man Lily has ever truly wanted — and the brother of the boy whose baby she’s carrying. While Lily expects a great number of outcomes when she tells Sloan her news, him proposing marriage and asking her to keep the baby is not one of them, especially not when she has every intention of giving the baby a better future by giving it the home she can’t.

Having spent the majority of his life protecting his brother from the bone-breaking fists of their father, Sloan is no stranger to hardship, loss and abandonment. He has learned long ago never to rely on anyone to take care of what was his, and that baby is his. He isn’t about to let Lily give away his family, nor can he allow that child to destroy the future he has built for Cole. His only option: marry the mother and claim the baby as his.

But no secret ever stays hidden forever.




International Bestselling author Airicka Phoenix lives in a world where unicorns, fairies and mermaids run amok through her home on a daily basis. When she’s not chasing after pixies and rounding up imps, also known as her four children, she can be found conjuring up evil villains, bad-ass heroines and swoon-worthy heroes to play with. Airicka is singlehandedly responsible for her greatly anticipated collections, 

the Touch SagaThe Lost Girl DuologyThe Regeneration SeriesGames of Fire & Betraying Innocence. She also writes mature paranormal & contemporary romance under the dark guise of Morgana Phoenix. To date, she is responsible for the Sons of Judgment SagaMy Soul For You, & Kissing Trouble.

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Drake Restrained 4 Release Day Blitz with SE Lund

Title: Drake Restrained 4
Author: S.E. Lund
Genre: New Adult, Erotic, Contemporary RomanceHosted by: Lady Amber’s Tours
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Drake Morgan, MD, Neurosurgeon, bass player, philanthropist – Dominant.He doesn’t do girlfriends, he doesn’t do sleepovers, and he certainly doesn’t do breakfast in bed the morning after. He has his surgical slate at New York Presbyterian, he has a charitable foundation providing surgical tools to hospitals in Africa, he has his Brit Invasion cover band, Mersey, and he has his secret life as a Dominant in Manhattan’s BDSM community.

Into bondage, D/s and the occasional dungeon scene, Drake keeps every part of his life separate, the divisions between them neat and tidy. His weeks are filled with surgeries, music and D/s sex, and none of the well-planned and scheduled parts of his life intersect.

That is until Kate McDermott crosses his path and screws everything up. Now, nothing is neat and tidy anymore, for Drake is smitten and things are going to get messy…

In Part 4 of Drake Restrained, Drake and Kate reunite in Manhattan and begin an affair in secret, pushing their sexual and emotional boundaries.

***Note*** This is a novella, and is part 4 of the Drake Series. The Drake Series is The Unrestrained Series told from Drake’s point of view. The novella contains new material and material from The Agreement told from Drake’s point of view.

The series is intended for 18+ due to explicit content.


S. E. Lund lives with her family of humans and animals in a small city in Western Canada in an old house on a quiet tree-lined street. Besides writing erotic, contemporary and paranormal romance, she writes science fiction and fantasy, science fact, advocates for climate action, plays piano and dreams of living in a warm climate by the ocean. 
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Twitter:  @elizal2012
I rose up and went to an armoire, sorting through my belts, testing them one after the other, but I was unhappy with them all. The leather was too thick and unyielding. She’d get abrasions from them if she tugged too much on them in the heat of the moment. Then I examined a hanger with several ties on it, selecting a black leather tie. It was supple enough that it wouldn’t chafe. I returned to the bed and held it out in front of her so she could see it. Thin and flexible, it was from a bygone fashion era. I caught her grin as I examined it and turned to face her.
“Ms. Bennet, that grin is entirely inappropriate to the mood I’m trying to create…”
She covered her mouth, trying to hide a huge smile. “Master, I’m sorry,” she said, her voice betraying amusement. “But I was imagining you wearing it when you were a college student… So hip with your thin leather tie. I bet the coeds were all over you.”
“Oh, I was very groovy, Ms. Bennet, in my day,” I said, grinning back at her, enjoying her impertinence despite my best attempts to get her to take this seriously.
To bring her back into scene, I took her hands very roughly in mine and held them over her head, my grip firm, my expression as stern as I could muster given my own amusement.
“You are too cute, Katherine, and able to distract me too well, but I want you to focus on what I’m doing here and now.”
Her eyes widened, the smile fading on her face. I didn’t want to scare her, but I wanted her in the right headspace. She had to take this seriously if it was going to work. It couldn’t become a joke. It was serious.
“I’m sorry, Master,” she said, her voice barely a whisper.
I stared into her eyes, trying to impart as much dominance as I could. “If your mind wanders, I’ll have to bring you back with me,” I said. “I want you here, with me, mentally and emotionally, Kate. With me in the moment. Focused.”
She nodded but said nothing and I hoped I hadn’t gone too far too soon. She was being disciplined through my showing her my displeasure at her attitude. I kept my eyes on hers, waiting to see compliance in them.
She breathed in deeply beneath me and I saw her physically relax, her body going limp.
“Good girl,” I said. I held her hands above her head with one hand and reached down to touch her bottom lip with a finger, stroking the tiny scar there. How I’d imagined kissing her lips, licking that scar…
Then I leaned down and kissed her deeply, passionately, my lust and need for her almost overwhelming. She let out a little groan when I ground myself against her pussy. I pulled away and fastened her hands together with the leather tie, the knot tight but with some space so that there was no pressure on her skin.
“Test them. Feel them. They won’t get any tighter than that, no matter what you do. I’ve used a special knot, so don’t worry. They should be fine no matter how you pull on them. But if they do get tighter, tell me right away if it becomes painful in a way you can’t tolerate.”
She nodded and tried to pull her wrists apart. I fastened the other end of the leather tie to one of the spindles in the headboard. There wasn’t much give. She pulled at the tie to feel how secure it was. She wouldn’t be able to get free if she wanted to. Truly confined now, she was here until I released her.
She couldn’t run away.
I saw the transformation in her. I always looked for it the first time I tied up my new subs—that moment when they realized they were at my complete mercy. It was subtle, just a change in breathing, a look in their eyes when their helplessness finally hit home. Kate panicked a bit when the reality of her bindings became real to her. Her eyes widened in surprise, and she starting breathing fast. I placed my hand around her neck to check her pulse, which was elevated, watching her intently.
“Now you understand,”

LEON’S WAY Release Day Blitz with Sunniva Dee :D

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Leon’s Way

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Sunniva Dee

Publication date: December 19th 2014
Genres: New Adult, Romance

Leon

Synopsis:

I’m Leon , number one object of Deepsilver’s rumor mill. Owner of student hotspot, Smother.

Since I was sixteen, the world has been mine. I do everything—
My way.

Every co-ed in town clenches her thighs over me, but most don’t fit the bill. See, I like my girls broken . Once I detect my shade of don’t-give-a-fuck damaged, I fight hard, I fight dirty, and I don’t give up until—
I conquer.

Drunk fathers and frequent beatings don’t merit attention, but when my despicable dad starts the process of croaking, I’m forced to remember. Thus, the downward spiral begins: my latest broken-girl turns the tables on me and splits. My hot-as-hell employee, Arriane, throws me the curve ball of a lifetime. And suddenly—
I’m out of control.

But at the center of my chaos, she exists. Always close, always sweet, and so beautifully fucking… wholesome. She represents everything I’ve shied from in a woman. Still—
I crave her.

I’m Leon, and I don’t deny my cravings. Just—this girl is not surrendering. So here I am, fighting harder. Fighting dirtier. And goddammit all, I will—
Conquer.

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Sunniva Dee
Originally from Norway, I moved to the United States twelve years ago. I hold a Master’s degree in languages and taught Spanish at college level before settling in at the Savannah College of Art and Design as an adviser.

I write New Adult fiction, sometimes with a paranormal twist—like in “Shattering Halos,” published by The Wild Rose Press in February 24th 2014 and in “Stargazer,” released November 2014. The first book I’ve self-published was the New Adult Contemporary novel “Pandora Wild Child,” which made me a proud indie author in October 28th 2014.

I specialize in impulsive heroines, bad-boys, and good-boys running amok. Then, there’s the intense love, physical and emotional attraction beyond reason—sensory overload for the reader as well as for the characters. Like in real life, I hope you’re unable to predict what comes next in my stories.

Yes, so I write what I love to read, and depending on the reader, you’ll find my books to be a fast-paced emotional rollercoaster—or disturbing because the struggles of love aren’t your thing. Here’s to hoping you have the same reading vice as me!

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LEON’S WAY — Excerpts

1) This is my bar. My party.

And she’s mine.
My girlfriend’s eyes shine with happiness and relief. Only she isn’t beaming at me. She brushes my hand off her thigh and stands up on her barstool, waving. Smiling a beautiful smile she has never graced me with.
I look past the partiers on my club’s terrace, following her focus. I ignore the colors of the sky, the explosions from the New-Year’s fireworks, and detect him as easily as she did.
Dominic stands at the top of the stairs like some chick-flick hero.
He wrestles to get past Jason, one of my bouncers. Dominic’s eyes are trained on my—my—Pandora with so much fucking emotion I want to jab them out.
“Oh no, you don’t,” I grind to Pandora when she hops down to meet him. I’ve fought too hard to let this happen. In a few minutes, a new year starts, and she’s in it, goddammit, with me; she’s not taking off with another man.
How the hell did he get into Smother in the first place? My bouncers are useless! One simple task I laid on them tonight: don’t let Dominic in.
Pandora started out as a challenge to me. I knew I’d snagged her late, that she had a history with the pretty-boy. But he’s labeled “Perfect Dominic” on her cell, which is the very reason why she’s with me and not him.
Yeah, Pandora and I, we are the same. We’re each other’s brand of screwed-up, and guess fucking what? I’m not about to let her forget. I never lose, and I control my world with the precision of a puppeteer, but—
The strings are fraying.
My dolls aren’t obeying.
Behind me, my second-in-charge, Christian, calls my name. He doesn’t recognize me, not now that I shove my girlfriend past the counter and use her body to crash through the door to the storage room.
I barely register Pandora’s eyes going huge with terror. Her fear…. it’s beyond the kind I get off on. She’s panicking—but so am I.
Because she can’t. Fucking. Choose. Him.
My mind blurs. Then, it checks out. The glittering rainbow of colors in the sky means squat when a sole shade of red tinges my vision.
“Leon! What the hell are you doing?” Pandora shrieks.
I am primal. A warrior. A caveman. I thrust her hard against the shelves. I am a wolf biting down on her neck, silencing her.
“I’ll fix this, Pandora—I’ll be right back,” I growl. Then I close the door behind me. Lock, lock her in and pocket the key. She’s going crazy in there, wailing for me to open—pleading—
Soon, I can’t hear her because I have charged past Jason, and I’m at Dominic’s throat. “You!” I shout. “You little shit. I will destroy you!”

 

 

2) The man I’ve loved for years is going ballistic. Books, glasses, and candles ricochet off the walls and crash to the floor. The low growl contained in his throat unleashes as he hurls his stereo at the window, making the glass panes shatter on impact.
“She fucking left me for him!”
He spins and locks on me. When Leon stares at you, he consumes you. He traps you in a small, flustered vacuum where he’s all that matters. “Leon… you’ll be okay,” I begin, but my voice trembles.
I can’t wrap my mind around this meltdown. Nothing ruffles him, nothing surprises him; in all my years at the club, I’ve never seen fissures in the marble of my boss’ beautiful façade. With the exception of his girlfriends, everything he touches remains orderly, and yet he’s losing it so completely right now.
This state he’s in… It doesn’t rock my need to be there for him. I—
Am always close.
He’s my love. My unreciprocated love, because I am just Arriane, his left hand, the favorite bartender. Not one of the dolls he breaks.
Leon’s chest lifts and sinks with his turmoil. “I’ve never worked to keep someone the way I did with her. Fuck, I did everything I could while all he needed to do was barge into Smother. He fucking stole her from under my nose!” Angry tears glitter, drifting over surreally blue irises.
“Stole?” He’s delusional.

 

 

3) I am the devil. What did she ever do to deserve this? She’s my employee and an innocent bystander who’s nothing like my usual contenders.
Still, I prowl up over Arriane on the mattress, the way I’ve done with countless women before. Straddling her, I’m on all fours, dipping down just enough to blow lightly on her mouth, making her gasp.
I have no excuse for acting like this. I can’t claim to be drunk on this aftermath of a New Year’s Eve. No, I just can’t deal with what happened earlier tonight. I want to forget how I lost my shit, the way I rebuffed Pandora’s lack of commitment to me.
Arriane’s hair is midnight-black like mine. It’s long and so silky it shines even in the dim lighting of my bedroom. First, I slide the simple black hairband out of her ponytail. Next, I fan her mane out over my pillow.
“You should wear your hair down more,” I tell her, and the small hump on her throat lifts in an anxious swallow. I draw back for an instant, studying her.
“You like it?” she murmurs. She seems surprised.
I slide a glossy lock between two fingers and watch it spill back to the pillow. “Of course I do. It’s fucking beautiful.”
Three years ago, I was running low on employees, and in walked this girl, this sweet twenty-year-old who needed money. Like most people in the college town of Deepsilver, Arriane came here for her degree. Only she doesn’t come from an affluent family, and tuition is expensive. Since then, she’s worked more at Smother than she has studied. Whenever I need someone, I turn, and Arriane is there, ready to pick up the slack. Beautiful, loyal Arriane.
“Your eyes are violet,” I state, because I hadn’t noticed before; she works for me, and I don’t get involved with my employees.
“Yeah,” she whispers. “No one else in my family—” she starts, but then I lick her lips and she gives off a quiet moan. I like that sound.
4) Curiosity kills cats I hear, and I’ve died a million deaths over the years. Now, I’m ready for the slaughterhouse—for a new sort of death, a tougher, harder death.
I should not have come upstairs.
Should not have been with him.
Should not have insisted on going all the way.
My heart skips. I dress quickly and slink into the living room. Leon has cleaned everything up. The room is as tidy as it was before his breakdown hours ago. A blanket covers the broken window, and I’m sure he’s already called the installers.
In the kitchen, fresh coffee steams from the coffeemaker. A plate covered with cling wrap waits on the table. It has my name on it.
“I’m sorry,” the note begins.
“I’m sorry I took advantage of you, Arriane.” I blink over treacherous, stupid tears, because the words hurt and I’m the one who should apologize. I took advantage of him—his desperation. I start reading again.
“I’m sorry I took advantage of you, Arriane. It will never happen again.”
I finish the breakfast spread he’s made for me. Pour coffee into a mug. My heart’s still alive when I walk down the stairs and into the bar with my cup in hand. I don’t consider the damage the New Year’s crowd did to my decorations. Spilled beer and half-dried cocktails glue me to the floor, trying to keep me from his office. My shoes stick and rip free from the floor, alerting Leon of my proximity. I lose courage. I want to go home and postpone this.
“Arriane?” Leon’s voice sieves out so softly. Like we’re different now.
I inhale. Riip to the office slowly. Hurry with the last steps before I can change my mind. Then I peek in through the half-open door.
“You called?” I say, swallowing. I haven’t showered yet and smell of us. I have the early shift at work today, and I forgot to tie my hair back into a ponytail. Lord knows where the hairband is—I don’t. Slowly, I edge my face behind the thick sheet of my hair. His scent on me teases, causing a jab to my heart. Woodsy cologne, sex, and wrongness.
5) No one yells as loudly as Ingela. No one. I puff out a breath and start getting dressed. A single wall divides the kitchen from my bathroom, and seriously, if she whispered my name, I’d hear her.
“Still here,” I breathe out as a test.
“Well, you’re taking forever, and Cam has a question for you! Come out!” she screams.
Whatever question our fellow bartending colleague has, we both know it has to do with hairy triangles and that the answer is, and should always be, “no.” I’m also pretty sure he doesn’t want her to ask me because they all think I’m the runner-up boss at the bar. Even Ingela, only she has no respect for authority. The staff as a whole has decided it must be a cultural thing. We’re starting to believe everyone in Northern Europe has this as a birth defect.
I’m impressed with how well Leon handles Ingela. A month ago, she appeared at Smother with blue eyes shining and a wide smile lighting her face. “I’m Ingela, I’m an international exchange student, and I like your bar, so I shall work here,” she had explained. “I need a job because I’m totally, totally broke.”
I don’t ask, but my guess is she’s in the country on a student visa. Leon must be taking his chances with the IRS by paying her under the table.
Thankfully, Ingela’s little phone chat is over by the time I’m out of the bathroom.
“You missed out.” She nods, her signature broad grin in place. Short honey-blond bangs hop over her perfect eyebrows as she speaks. “Cameron is…” she frowns, thinking. “Heell—hellar—” Then, she cops out and goes, “Funny.”
“Hilarious?” I suggest, and she smacks her hands together.
“Yeah! Hilarious.”
“So, not ‘rude as hell’ or ‘gross?’”
Ingela cups her mouth with a palm, laughing. “Oh yes, uh-huh! He called just to be gross with me.”
I’m not surprised—at either of them. Ingela grabs the last piece of whole-wheat toast with liver pate and shoves it into her mouth. With the other hand, she ruffles the short layers of hair brushing her neck. “I have class first, but I’ll be at work in…” she checks her watch, “bah, when I get bored. Or soon anyway. I’ll take the campus bus—the Silver Line. It drops me off by Smother.”
“Okay, so you won’t be late?” I ask.
Ingela dons washed-out jeans peppered with holes. Tall and skinny, the stereotype of a Scandinavian girl hikes her odd little backpack up on a shoulder and strides to the door. “Never.” She bats her lashes.

 

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6) Leon is a private man, and I shouldn’t pry. Still, sometimes when you don’t think, you jump in. And I?
I can’t let him hurt alone.
I take the steps over to the tall table he sits at with his accounting. I don’t stop until my hand touches his cheek.
“Leon?” I ask, my heart slowing with worry.
He sucks in a breath at my touch, thick lashes dropping. Lightly, he bends into my palm and I feel it, the stubble I dream of. It pricks like kitten-paw-soft cacti against my skin.
“What’s wrong?”
I expect him to brush me off, get up. Become his business-self. Give me a low, clear order I can carry out for him.
But Leon’s knees slide apart, making room for my body. His hands scoot around me, pulling me into him, and something shifts in my womb even though it’s probably too early.
His sigh is so heavy. Arms spread over my back, fingers pressing into flesh, fanning upward until a fist curls around my neck. The pinch is painful as he nudges me closer, bending so he can delve in against my throat.
“Just family stuff scrambling my brain,” he whispers. Can he hear my heartbeat? It’s fast, insistent. Hopeful. When I dare to move my arms from their frozen, low-slung sides, it’s to link them into his embrace. He turns my face to him and kisses me, first chastely on the mouth, until I open and he deepens the kiss.
He finds bare skin under my shirt, and as we make out, he forces a hand into the crack at the top of my jeans.
I let him.
I want him happy.
Not thinking, I lift a foot up on the railing of his barstool as he scoots out on his seat enough to leave only fabric between us. He puffs a grunt into my ear. “Wait, let me…” he begins but trails off in favor of action. Deft fingers undo my jeans button and unzip my fly. “Much better. I couldn’t get to you.”
I gasp when his fingers find my entrance from behind, easing in, showing both of us how quickly I heat for him.
“Sweetie, the guys will be down any minute—”
Leon cuts me off with a stinging slap on my ass, ending his violent caress with a firm grasp on the butt cheek he spanked. “Trust me.”
I do. I—
He holds me while he fingers me.
The boys laugh at the top of the stairs. “Nah, I’m good,” Christian rumbles. “Got my Shannon—she keeps me busy. But go for it. They say once you go threesome, you’ll never want to go back.”
Cameron howls with laughter, their high-five ringing down to us. “Damn, that’d be awesome. Gotta find me some chicks who’ll be into it more than once. I mean how ’bout forever, am I right?”
If I hadn’t been drowning in Leon’s world, I’d roll my eyes again at Cameron.
“Sure, and marry both of them. In different states before you all move to a third one,” Christian helps.
“You. Are. A. Genius,” Funny-Cam bursts out. “Or in a different country! Sweden.”
“Ingela, huh?” Christian asks.
“Yeah, I might’ve suggested it to her. She said I was, and I quote, ‘gross.’”
Christian’s reply is dry. “Go figure.”

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7) Jason is being particularly dense tonight. I’ve shown him three times how I want the new ropes to work outside the entrance to Smother, but he keeps opening them so the line becomes shorter and less organized. I show him again.
I move on to Tom, Jason’s gym rat friend, whom I hired as a bouncer over a month ago. The man still hasn’t gotten the part where my exes need to stay clear of the club. I cross my arms and tip my chin up so I can stare down at him despite his hulk-sized stature.
“Tom. I realize there are a few to remember, but when they ask for me—and in particular when they claim to be my girlfriend—there’s no way in hell it’s not one of them, okay? Even if Jason isn’t nearby and can verify your suspicion, just send them off.”
Tom crinkles a freckled brow, thinking. “But what if they’re not lying? I wouldn’t want to send the lady off if she really is your girlfriend, Boss.” His worry lines smoothen, indicating that he’s satisfied with his reply, and I remind myself that I didn’t hire him for his ability to flex brain muscle.
One of the new bartenders, Jen, waves from the dance floor. Once she has my attention, she points at two guys shoving at each other while dancing couples give room around them. I nod once. “Jason. Fight inside.”
“On it, sir.” He plods off, on a mission.
I pull in a breath, getting ready to explain the self-explanatory in regard to girlfriends. “Tom, did any of the girls you let in last night look like Arriane?”
“Boss? No…”
“Here’s the deal. Unless I tell you otherwise, Arria is my only girlfriend. Anyone else is fucking lying. Understood?”
Tom blinks. “Yes sir.”
“Good. Now, assist Jason with the jerk-offs inside, and I’ll keep an eye out here in the meantime.”
Tonight’s sad as hell. Don’t get me wrong—I’m glad Arria obeyed and stayed at her apartment with Ingela after yesterday’s scare with the ER visit, but I’m not digging her absence. There’s no happy hips wiggling and tempting me behind the bar counter, no sweet smile whenever I zoom in and catch her attention, and no stolen squeezes.

 

 

8) I change immediately, even bind my hands. At the moment, gloves defeat the purpose for me, but a little tape never hurts. I’ve got my system. I know what works. Besides having kinky-ass sex, this and my bike are the only things that calm me down. Bare-chested and in black dojo pants, I rage into the heavy bag.
The music from the club thunders through the floor, but I need more, so I shove in a CD before I continue. The collision between the tunes downstairs and my own death metal make me want to break into a crazy laugh.
I don’t, though, because I’m spending my energy on this. For every punch, I visualize my father’s face when I took him down at sixteen. The shock, the bruises, the blood I left him with. The fucking cracked collarbone.
Something surges in me at the thought—I force everything else away.
I tear into the medium bag. Tear at it, tear at it—killing the damn thing like I wish I’d done to him. The mirror tosses back my glistening shape.
What evil god let him survive the stroke?
I snarl out my disappointment, joining the chorus of ugly roars from the stereo, and I don’t stop, don’t stop killing him until a hand touches my shoulder. I freeze, because not even here, in my sanctuary, am I less than one step from control.
My chest rasps with need for oxygen. I realize I have none left, and my lungs can’t pull it in fast enough. In the mirror, I see her, small, scared, watching me gulp down air. She’s smothered in this music that’s straight from hell, the opposite of anything she represents, and the baby—
Shit, the baby can’t be hearing this!
I bound to the stereo and power it off. From below, a ballad slinks into our bubble, and I stare at her, wordless.
Enormous eyes flicker with compassion. With slow, tentative steps, she narrows in cautiously, like I’m the frightened one. I cover my face with my hands. Shut her out. Move back into the corner I’m in.
“Sweetie,” she whispers.

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Gilded Wings Release Day Blitz with Cameo Renae

Title: Gilded Wings (Hidden Wings, 4)
Author: Cameo Renae
Genre: Young Adult Fantasy
Expected Release Date: December 19, 2014
Publisher: Crushing Hearts and Black Butterfly Publishing
Cover Design: Regina Wamba at Mae I Design

Hosted by: Lady Amber’s Tours
Blurb:
As the final battle draws near, Emma finds herself bound under an unbreakable oath. She must seal the bond with Ethon before her transformation, or risk her life and the lives of those she truly loves. Who she wants is no longer an option.
Lucian has unleashed troops of evil beasts from the Underworld, making it impossible for Emma to leave the protective barrier of Alaine’s home. War is inevitable. The Guardians will need to stay and fight their ground, hoping Lucifer keeps his end of the deal and comes to their aid.
In this epic series conclusion, burning questions will be answered, lives will be lost, and sacrifices will be made.
But who will survive, and at what cost?
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You can choose your path, but your fate is sealed.



My family is what keeps my heart beating, and my world a happy place to be.I love reading great books that whisk me away from reality, even if for a little while. 🙂 Writing is my passion. I love creating new worlds and new characters, and taking wondrous adventures with them.

In My Dreams & Hidden Wings were both recently published through Crushing Hearts and Black Butterfly Publishing. Descent (A Hidden Wings novella) will be released May 15, 2013, and Broken Wings (Book 2 in the Hidden Wings Series) will be released June 1, 2013.

One day I will find my magic wardrobe, and ride away on my magical unicorn… ♥ Until then… I’ll keep writing! 😉

Follow Cameo on:
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/CameoRenaeFanPage
Blog: http://cameorenae.blogspot.com/
Website: http://cameorenae.com
Twitter: @CameoRenae

Links to the other book in the series:
Hidden Wings (Book #1): http://smarturl.it/HiddenWings
Descent (Novella 1.5): http://smarturl.it/DescentNovella
Broken Wings (Book #2) : http://smarturl.it/BrokenWings
Tethered Wings (Book 3): http://smarturl.it/TetheredWings


Forever His Baby Cover Reveal by Airicka Phoenix writing as Morgana Phoenix

Title: Forever His Baby
Author: Morgana Phoenix 
Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance
Cover Designer: Airicka’s Mystical Creations
Expected Release Date: Dec. 22, 2014
Hosted by: Lady Amber’s Tours
Blurb:
Two brothers. One impossible choiceFrom the moment her suspicions are confirmed, Lily knows she’s screwed. What the hell is a nineteen year old with no future going to do with a baby? She can barely take care of herself. She needs help.

In walks Sloan McClain, the only man Lily has ever truly wanted — and the brother of the boy whose baby she’s carrying. While Lily expects a great number of outcomes when she tells Sloan her news, him proposing marriage and asking her to keep the baby is not one of them, especially not when she has every intention of giving the baby a better future by giving it the home she can’t.

Having spent the majority of his life protecting his brother from the bone-breaking fists of their father, Sloan is no stranger to hardship, loss and abandonment. He has learned long ago never to rely on anyone to take care of what was his, and that baby is his. He isn’t about to let Lily give away his family, nor can he allow that child to destroy the future he has built for Cole. His only option: marry the mother and claim the baby as his.

But no secret ever stays hidden forever.




International Bestselling author Airicka Phoenix lives in a world where unicorns, fairies and mermaids run amok through her home on a daily basis. When she’s not chasing after pixies and rounding up imps, also known as her four children, she can be found conjuring up evil villains, bad-ass heroines and swoon-worthy heroes to play with. Airicka is singlehandedly responsible for her greatly anticipated collections, 

the Touch SagaThe Lost Girl DuologyThe Regeneration SeriesGames of Fire & Betraying Innocence. She also writes mature paranormal & contemporary romance under the dark guise of Morgana Phoenix. To date, she is responsible for the Sons of Judgment SagaMy Soul For You, & Kissing Trouble.

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Interview with @evan76grace

Friend and follow author Evan Grace has stopped by today to answer a few questions about her journey to writing and more. Be sure to keep reading for my 5 Alien Star Review of her book, Second Chances 😉

Non-writing life?

In my non-writing life I’m a scheduler in a large homecare agency. My day for that job starts at about 4:15 in the morning and I work till about six. I get me and my kids ready and out the door by 7:30. I work in the office from 8:15-3:15 and from there go burn off some stress at the gym. I then go home take care of the kids and hubby.

Writing life?

Having a full-time day job doesn’t give me a whole lot of time to write so sometimes I do at work when there’s downtime. I usually try to write on my lunch break and for at least a couple of hours at night. The weekend is my time to usually hit it hard.

Realizing about writing…

I realized I wanted to write about 6 1/2 years ago. I had begun reading a lot and I had this story that started going on in my head and a friend of mine encouraged me to start writing it. I haven’t stopped since.

When did you begin writing?

 I actually began writing about 6 years ago.

Favorite books?

Wow, good question. Julie Garwood For the Roses, Shayla Black’s Wicked Lovers series, Dean Koontz Odd Thomas, Maya Banks Be with Me.

Influence?

Hmmmm….There are probably too many to list. Whether it’s friends, family, musicians and other writers, I’m influenced by everything and everyone around me.

How long to write Second Chances?

It took me almost a year to write this book. Originally she was going to end up with Dylan, but the whole brother thing wasn’t sitting well with me. I would start to take the story in a certain direction and Stacy would scream at me that it wasn’t working 🙂 I’m glad though because I love that story so much!!

Where do I get my ideas?

I get them from a song that ends up being a part of the soundtrack, or someone will say something and I’ll think, “hey that’d be a good story”

Most important part…

Stacy’s body issues is important because too many of us have them. I wanted everyone to find her relatable and how Dustin was able to get her to see how beautiful she was inside and out.

 How many novels do I have planned for series?

I just finished Cash’s story(he’s Journey’s brother from book 3, Begin Again)I plan on doing at least 2 more full stories or Novella’s. No spin-off as of yet, but you never know. My favorite has to be which ever one I’m writing at the time, which sounds lame, but it’s the truth.

My journey to publication has been long and at times painful 😦

Starting Over got rejected by EVERYONE!!! I started submitting it to publishers three years ago and everyone passed. I had one publisher who said maybe so I did some rewrites and they still said no. They didn’t want all of the secondary characters in there and wanted to see it as a novella. I just couldn’t do it. So last December I sent it to the last publisher I was going to try, which was Limitless. If they said no I was going to possibly think about self-publishing. Right before Christmas my bestie asked if I had heard from them and as soon as she said it, my phone dinged. I checked my email and it was a email from Jennifer, the president telling me they were going to publish my series. I immediately started bawling and couldn’t believe it. I’ve been writing non-stop ever since.

Coming up projects! 

Like I said I just finished book 4 in my Starting Over series. I’m working on a new standalone romance and I’ve got lots of stories that I’ll be starting next year. I can’t wait!

 Advise for aspiring writers ❤

Write, Write, Write. Write what you love to read and find your voice. I tried to emulate one of my favorite authors and the book was garbage. Write for you, if you try to please everyone you’ll only be unhappy.

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Me

A Midwesterner and self-proclaimed nerd, Evan has been an avid reader most of her life, but five years ago got bit by the writing bug, and it quickly became her addiction, passion and therapy. When the voices in her head give it a rest, she can always be found with her e-reader in her hand. Some of her favorites include, Shayla Black, Jaci Burton, Madeline Sheehan and Jamie Mcguire. Evan finds a lot of her inspiration in music, so if you see her wearing her headphones you know she means business and is in the zone.

During the day Evan works for a large homecare agency and at night she’s superwoman. She’s a wife to Jim and a mom to Ethan and Evan, a cook, a tutor, a friend and a writer. How does she do it? She’ll never tell.

❤ SECOND CHANCES REIVEW  ❤ 

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5 ALIEN STARS:

The Stacy, Dustin, and Mark extravaganza began, and what a wild ride it turned out to be! Second Chances is a thrilling story and kept me on the edge of my seat the entire time. Mrs. Grace has a way with adding action, intrigue, and passion into her characters that make them seem so real. No spoilers, but I am so happy with the way Mrs. Grace wrapped up Stacy and Dustin’s story. Bravo! Now I’m off to read book 3, Begin Again!

❤ STARTING OVER REIVEW ❤

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4.5 ALIEN STARS:

Starting Over is sexy new adult romance you won’t want to miss! The characters story tugged at my heart until the end. I simply wanted more and can’t wait to sink my teeth in the next story, Second Chances. Firstly, I read Starting Over in one afternoon. Secondly, The sex was hot, and the tension between these characters left me breathless from one page to the next. In the end, I found Luke’s ‘hesitancy’ to be a bit over-the-top, but over all this was a fun, quick read.
*SPOILER ALERT*

So, a quick run through: Bellamy, an adoring little sister falls hopelessly in love with Luke, her big brothers best friend. As much as he hates to admit it, Luke has watched Bellamy grow into a beautiful woman and one mind-blowing night together changes everything…

Years later, Bellamy finds herself back in the same town with the only man she’s ever loved. Bellamy’s life was never the same after they made love for the first and only time that night. His rejection, along with her broken secret continues to haunt her, still.

Luke thought after seeing Bellamy one last time he’d be able to get her out of his system, only he finds he can’t let her go instead. A push and pull relationship built on broken hearts, secrets and fear threatens their happily ever after.

Can Bellamy trust Luke again and in the end, will Luke be able to forgive her?

Addiction Blog Tour with Angela McPherson

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Addiction
Book two in the Distraction Series

By Angela McPherson

 Genres: New Adult/College Contemporary Romance

Published: December 9 2014

Untold Press www.untoldpress.com

REVIEW:

You don’t want to miss this book. Seriously. Got get it, and pick up Distraction first if you haven’t read it yet. Addiction made me bawl my eyes out. Multiple times. This is a heart wrenching story you don’t want to miss. I love Tristan and Elle.

Blurb:

Despite denying their love for years, in the end no distraction could keep best friends Tristan and Elle apart. Passion and heat explode as the two finally discover what they’ve been missing, needing, wanting for so long.

When Tristan and Elle return home for Christmas break, the two are gifted with a few unexpected surprises. Heather, Elle’s sister, has come home and even better, she’s now clean and sober. During this time, Tristan and his dad manage to work…

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