Thursday, March 30, 2017

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GUARDIAN
by
Remy Blake
Release Date: March 30th
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SYNOPSIS

The daughter of my oldest friend is now my responsibility. I expected a little girl in pigtails. What I got was a Lolita with an attitude that drives me insane, and a body that fuels every man's fantasies.

She's everywhere I turn. Tormenting me, teasing me, taunting me; wrapping herself around my every thought. Invading my life in more ways than one. Ivy Colt is my poison.

I know I shouldn't want her, but like her namesake she's an itch I need to scratch.


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EXCERPT

She clings to me like a second skin once we’re on the highway. Riding with her plastered against my back, her pussy pressed against my ass is like the best foreplay ever. I wish I could take advantage of the build up when we get home. There’s nothing I like better than to fuck after riding.
By the time I park the bike in the garage and put both helmets away, Ivy is already inside the house. Removing my boots at the door, I walk to the kitchen in search of a beer. It’s hot as hell out there, today.
Ivy’s in the kitchen drinking water from a bottle, her head tipped back exposing her smooth neck. I stop in my tracks, looking her over from her wind blown hair all the way down to her sexy little feet.
She finishes her drink and notices me there. A smile breaks out over her face and she rapidly closes the distance between us. “I had so much fun, Brock,” she smiles and throws her arms around my neck. My arms wrap around her like they have a mind of their own and my hands caress up and down the middle of her back. Each time they get dangerously close to her ass.
She lifts her head from my chest and stares at my lips. It’s an invitation that’s impossible to miss and impossible to turn down. Leaning forward, I brush our mouths together and pause, waiting for her to change her mind. Her hands on the back of my neck urge me down to kiss her again. Slamming our lips together with an out of control need, I grip strands of her hair between my fingers and hold her head in place.
Our tongues tangle and she wiggles her sexy little body against me. Her nipples brush back and forth on my chest making my cock hard as nails. My hands release her hair and trail down to cup her round ass. I scoop her up as if she weighs no more than a feather. She wraps her legs around my hips and rubs her pussy against my cock. Two steps bring me to the kitchen counter where I set her down. Our mouths never lose contact. We’ve both been fighting this attraction since day one. We kiss as if we’re starved for each other. This moment was inevitable.
Her hands slip under my t-shirt, her fingers tease my skin along the waistband of my jeans. Fuck. I want her so bad. I want to strip us both of all our clothes and impale her on my cock. I want to fuck her harder than Jude or anyone else ever has. Instead, I catch her hands in mine, pulling them behind her back. “Lean back on your palms,” I tell her, guiding them to the counter. She listens and it makes me want her even more. The position she’s in has her chest thrusting forward. Slowly, I lift her shirt and then undo her bra. Her naked tits are the hottest I’ve ever seen. The tips hard and begging for my mouth to close around them. My hands cradle her as my mouth lowers to take one nipple between my lips. She moans and arches her back more. Moving to the other nipple I suck the hard tip into my mouth and then let my tongue circle around it. “Yes,” she gasps.
My hand moves to her stomach, sliding down to toy with the button on her pants. Glancing down at her, our eyes lock and I can see she wants this as bad as I do.
“Please,” she whispers. My fingers undo the button and as my thumb and index finger grip the tab on her zipper a knock on the front door has me freezing in place.
“Don’t stop, Brock,” she begs, but the interruption has the effect of an ice bucket dumped over my head.
I shake my head. “This never should have happened.” Turning away, I leave her seated on the counter and head to the front door. Opening it I find Jude standing there.
“Hi, is Ivy here?”
I cross my arms over my chest and shake my head. Just what I fucking need. This dude sniffing around her again. “Yeah, come in.” I gesture for him to enter. “I’ll grab her for you.”
I move back toward the kitchen my pace quick. I find Ivy still sitting on the counter, but her clothes are back in place. “Jude’s here,” I say.
She smiles. “He is?” she questions her face lighting up at the thought of spending time with him. I scowl. She scoots forward and lowers herself to the floor in a rush to get to him..
“Ivy,” I call her name. She glances up at me. “Don’t let him put his hands on you.”

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Title: Stealing Blue
Series: The Blue Series: Book 4
Author: D.P. Denman
Genre: M/M Romance
Release Date: March 30, 2017
When a hot new rock star shows up in Vancouver, Blue Atkins’ career turns out to be more explosive than anyone imagined. His first shot at producing traps him between the kid determined to have him and the boyfriend determined to blame him.
The young singer’s desperate antics crank up Brady’s jealousy and drive Blue out of both their lives into new opportunities and the arms of another man. With the battle for Blue’s affection on, Brady must find a way to bring him home or lose him to a sparkling new life in Los Angeles.

Brady Halverson sat in a dark leather chair in the living room with a glass of wine, listening to the chatter that had continued all through dinner. Blue was right. C.K. could keep a conversation going without any help.
Their dinner guest was a stereotypical teenager, energetic, excitable, and overconfident in places. He assumed they were seeing C.K.'s polite side. A kid raised with the kind of money and power that accompanied Freeman’s reputation had to be used to getting his way, and no doubt used to people kissing his ass. Brady wondered how many of Blue's friends would join the queue before the album was finished.
Brady had noticed something else during the last couple of hours. C.K. was a flirt and his obvious target that night was Blue.
C.K. sat on the couch, closer to Blue than he needed to be, laughing at everything Blue said. He'd been playing that game all night. Using amusement as an excuse to touch Blue. Shoulder bumps. Playful shoves. Affectionate pats in random places.
Brady watched C.K. chuckle at a comment, giving Blue a gentle shove complete with a shy look from under his lashes. That was sixteen in the past hour. Had Blue and C.K. been alone the kid would have made a move already. That knowledge lit a cinder in Brady’s chest. He cooled it with a drink of wine.
Brady wasn't fond of flirts. He was less fond of the kind who hit on his man. The only thing keeping him from pulling C.K. off the couch and shoving him into the vacant chair on the other side of the coffee table was his reluctance to look like the jealous, over protective type he was. So he sat and smiled and pretended not to see C.K.'s fingers rested on Blue's shoulder.
Seventeen.
Blue didn't seem to care, and Brady was struggling not to see it as proof Blue liked the attention. He couldn't afford to start being paranoid that early. Blue and C.K. would spend the next several days locked in the upstairs studio, working alone together. Unless Brady cleared his schedule to sit up there with them, he would have to trust Blue to ignore C.K.'s advances. That or lose his mind and make a scene he wasn't sure Blue would forgive.
That album was a big deal. It would either launch Blue's new career as a producer or kill it. He didn't want to be the reason the project failed.
Brady sat and pretended not to notice the kid encroaching on his territory, all but climbing in Blue's lap.
Eighteen.
Nineteen.
Twenty.
Award winning author DP Denman writes character-driven contemporary romance about gay men. Her stories are real and intense, but resolve in endings that make people want to read the book all over again. She lives among the moss and trees of the Pacific Northwest with a rambunctious pair of fur babies.
In her spare time, she is a dedicated LGBTQIA rights activist with a special focus on the thousands of rejected and abandoned kids who end up on the street every year. To support the cause, 25% of the royalties from every book go to LGBT charities.
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Title: Wanted
Author: Dee Palmer
Genre: Erotic Romantic Comedy
Release Date: March 30, 2017



Blurb

I waited ten years for the right guy, then four come along at once.

I wasn’t even looking for my Mr Right. I thought I’d found him and he was just waiting for that perfect moment to pop the question. When the time came it was far from perfect The event left me a humiliated, broken-hearted mess.

Still, a person would have to be batshit crazy to do what I’ve done, or I’m about to do.

I’m Orange County bound with all my worldly possessions crammed into five suitcases and an agreement to marry one of four complete strangers.

I just don’t know which one of the four men it’s going to be.

No need to panic.

I have a whole month to make my decision. Who would do such a thing? No sane woman that’s for sure, but then with a name like Seraphim, I was never going to normal.

Hi, you can call me Finn.





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“Stay, Finn…please,” she mutters, her fat lip wobbling. She’s killing me.

“I can’t, Hope” I shake my head and the heaviness in my heart, the sadness I feel is a fraction of the sorrow I have endured and she knows this. “I wasted ten years of my life with a man who had no intention of marrying me H, and he even took delight in humiliating me about that fact in front of all my friends. He made me feel utterly worthless and now...” I stutter and draw in a fortifying breath, “I have these men and one of them promised to marry me. I get to choose…me, I—” I clamp my mouth shut at my apocalyptic fuck-up.

“Men?” she snaps.

“Man, I meant man.” I wave my hand to dismiss my seemingly silly mistake,

“You said men,” Hope corrects and then gasps. “Finn you didn’t answer that advert?” Her hands fly to her mouth, eyes like saucers and we both suck in a shocked breath.

“I…I…—” I can’t construct a sentence. She steps up to me and interrupts so I don’t have to. I wish she didn’t.

“That’s who you’ve been talking to so secretively these last three months every spare minute. That’s what all this gym shit you’ve been dragging me to morning, noon, and night for the last three months has been all about. It’s because you need to be fit enough to take on four guys?” She stares at me and her mouth is open so wide it’s comical, but I’m not laughing. I’m waiting for the scream, the howl of judgement to rain down on my slutty arse. I draw in a breath and brace.

“Yes.” I tip my chin and time comes to a halt…and continues to halt I frown at my friend, the statue. Her wide emerald eyes are fixed and focused, though I’m not sure on what. I wave my hand in from of her face but she doesn’t flinch. Is it possible to be catatonic standing up?

“Hope? Are you okay? You’re kind of freaking me out.” I look around to see if anyone else is observing my friend’s weird behaviour, but no one is paying us any attention. Well, other than the parking officer who is scowling between Dolly and the No Waiting sign. “Hope!” I hiss a little loud, and she blinks and gives a full body shudder, regaining her senses.

“Four guys?” she asks with a degree of aw in her tone.

I hesitate but answer.

“Yes.”

“At one time?” She arches a brow and her lips begin to curl into a wicked smirk.

“Not necessarily. We haven’t actually gone over the logistics,” I reply, a little straight-laced given the topic, but we’re hardly in a secret-sharing environment.

“But they wanted a twenty year old?”

Her incredulous face pisses me off and I place my hands on my hips and tip my chin, my tone is a little on the defensive side.

“Well, they got a mid-to-late twenty-year-old, that has worked her arse to knock the last several years off her clock…literally.” I straighten my back and subtly tighten my tummy in lieu of drawing in an obvious slimming breath.

“Oh babe, you do. You look smoking hot don’t worry about that.” She pats my arms and flashes her best friend reassuring smile. “No. You need to worry more about the fact that you don’t have enough holes, because babe, that’s something you can’t fix at the gym.” She bites her lip to hold in her trademark filthy laugh, but I crack first and she’s quick to follow. She throws back her head, full on belly aching, dirty laughter falling from her lips, eyes streaming, shaking her head. “Oh my God, you’re going to be kept busy around the cock.” She doubles over at her own joke and waves me down because I think she has another. “They’re in the Forces right? They’re going to want everything to run like cockwork.”

“Okaaaay then, are we finished?” I pat her back as she attempts to regain her composure.

“Sorry. So sorry…too tempting, but you’re right, you have a flight to catch…the cock is ticking. No time to be dicking around now.” She snorts out another laugh.

“Hope.” I sigh.

“Look, Finn. I still think you’re batshit insane, but if you have to go crazy at least you’ll have lots of nuts to keep you company.” She pulls me in for a final hug, but I can see she’s genuinely smiling, and her face is a little wet from her tears, but her expression doesn’t hold any anxiousness or tension. There’s a little worry, but that’s understandable. Maybe I should’ve told her sooner. “I just want you to promise to do one thing for me.” She clears her throat and her tone is soft but serious.

“What’s that?” I ask and wait with bated breath for her to tell me what she’ll need from me to ease her mind, and if it’s anything within my power. She hesitates a moment before her shoulders start to shake.

“Pictures…I want lots of pictures.” She snickers some more.

“I’m gone. I’ll call you when I land.” I turn on my heel and start to push the half-tonne trolley away from my best, but annoying friend.

“With pictures!” she calls after me.

“Sure, with pictures.” I turn my back to the trolley, so I’m facing her but pushing the beast up the ramp, away from the cars.

“You go, girl. Take one for the team! Oh wait, no. Take four with the team!” she shouts over the entire departures drop-off area, with the volume of a crowd control foghorn.





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Dee Palmer hates talking about herself in the third person so I won't. My husband had my iPod engraved one Christmas with 'sing like no-one's listening' and I know my family actually wish they weren't listening because I am, in fact, tone deaf but it doesn't stop me and this gentle support has enabled me to fulfill a dream. This has been a truly brilliant experience. Amazon Best seller in Erotic Romance category and short listed for Erotic Author Guild Best Breakthrough Author and Best Series for The Choices Trilogy in 2015..it's been a pretty fantastic first year!


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Title: Something Old
Series: Lone Star Match #1
Author: Megan Ryder
Publisher: Tule Publishing
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March 30, 2017



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Three Bridesmaids. Three lost loves. One matchmaking bride. With just a week before the wedding, can a bride-to-be reunite her bridesmaids with the ones who got away? 

Delaney Winters never expected to see Ethan Van Owen again. He was part of a life she had left far behind… But now, with her best friend’s wedding coming up, it seems like her past has caught up to her. Forced to spend time with her former flame, Delaney’s feelings for him resurface, rekindling the white-hot passion that had always drawn them together.

For five years, Ethan has wondered what went wrong with their relationship. After Delaney broke up with him, Ethan moved to Texas Wine Country to start a new life. But now, he is being pressured to take up the mantle of his family investment business and return to Houston to confront his past.

Can Delaney and Ethan bury their past to rekindle the love and passion they once shared?






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Excerpt

She raised up on tiptoes, lips inches from his. "I can't wait any longer. I want my prize."

He groaned and wrapped a hand around her waist, hauling her up against him. She pressed her lips against his, and she ran her tongue along the seam of his until he opened and let her inside. Drugged with power, feeling more in control than ever before, she pressed her advantage, plastering herself against his long frame, feeling the evidence of his arousal against her throbbing core. Her panties dampened and she moaned against his mouth, her control slipping away rapidly, along with all her inhibitions and reservations about the evening, Ethan, and herself.

He slid his hands down to lightly skim her ass then cup both globes and pull her closer. In a sudden move, he shifted positions, never breaking their lips, and pinned her against the wall. She gasped and broke the kiss, the world tilting dangerously around her. She rested her head against the cool brick, and he trailed kisses down her exposed throat. He pushed aside the shoulder of the tank top and placed a kiss at the top of her shoulder. His hand stroked down her arm and under her shirt to tease her breasts through the lace of her bra.

She moaned at the sensations coursing through her, burning up from the inside, feelings and emotions buffeting her from all angles, like the waves in the ocean. She throbbed deep inside and she pressed her legs together to find some relief. He chuckled against her shoulder and wedged a thigh between hers, forcing them apart. She wrapped her leg around his, hiking it as high as she could. He dropped a hand to her thigh and pulled her up and closer to him, until only a few layers of fabric were between his cock and her slit, begging for him. She arched closer to him, pleading for his touch, for relief, for anything. His hand slipped under her thigh and higher, close to her aching core. His other hand kneaded her breast, his thumb rubbing against her nipple through the lace, the rough lace creating deeper friction and heat than she had ever expected. It was all she could to hold on. He was her anchor in a roiling sea of emotions and she needed relief.

He pressed against her, his cock rubbing her through the lightweight material of their shorts. Then he hit a spot and she exploded with a soft cry.




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Ever since Megan Ryder discovered Jude Deveraux and Judith McNaught while sneaking around the “forbidden” romance section of the library one day after school, she has been voraciously devouring romance novels of all types. Now a romance author in her own right, Megan pens sexy contemporary novels all about family and hot lovin’ with the boy next door.



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Title: Just an Illusion - The B Side
Series: The Illusion #2
Author: D. Kelly
Genre: Contemporary/New Adult Romance
Release Date: March 30, 2017


Blurb

Three life-altering months …

That’s how long it’s been since Amelia Greyson joined the Just an Illusion Tour with Bastards and Dangerous. She’s made new friends, embraced her past, and even found love.

Back on the road …

Following a tragic situation, Amelia is determined to hit the road, put her life in order, and finish the book she was hired to write. Mel’s not the only one affected by what happened; the men of BAD are all trying to move forward, not wanting the past to ruin the remainder of their farewell tour. 

Brother vs Brother …

Tensions are high on the Weston brothers’ bus. As each brother settles into their role in Amelia’s life, secrets threaten to rip their relationship to shreds. Can Noah and Sawyer find a way to save the brotherly bond they share? Or will the woman of their dreams end up tearing them apart for good?







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Taking my wineglass and placing it on the table, he flashes me a megawatt smile. “Lie down, Mel,” he commands as he pulls his shirt off. The heated look in his eyes leaves no room for argument.

As soon as I’m in the proper position, Noah makes his way up my body. Starting with my feet, he caresses every bit of me he can get his hands on until he reaches my mouth.

“I missed you,” he whispers a breath away from my lips, my legs hitched over his hips.

“Did you?”

“Can’t you tell?” he answers, pushing his hard length against my center, flooding me with need.

I slide my fingers into his hair and pull his mouth even closer. “How much more work do you need to do? We leave in a few days, Noah. I’d like some time with you before we go.”

“Wrap your arms around my neck.”

I do as he requests as he wraps his arm around my waist and lifts us from the couch. He doesn’t put me down until we’re in our room, and even then he’s got me propped up against the door. “Arms up,” he demands, and I comply. When he sees my lacy red bra he groans and pushes himself into me harder. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Mel.”

Freeing my breasts from my bra, Noah sears a trail of kisses along my breasts until his mouth meets my pert nipple and bites down gently before sucking me into his mouth. My body hums in anticipation. All my senses are lit up like a fucking Christmas tree as he seduces my body with his mouth and hands, not to mention the sexy-as-all-hell sounds falling from his lips.

“Love me, Noah … please.”

He drops his hands to my waist long enough to pull my jeans and panties down to my knees, and I work on kicking them off as he fumbles with dropping his own pants. After he’s sheathed in a condom, he pulls my hands above my head and holds them there. His blazing eyes meet mine as he lowers his mouth to mine.

“I’m going to love you forever, Amelia, but right now, I’m going to fuck you.”





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D. Kelly, author of The Acceptance Series, The Illusion Series, and standalone companion novels Chasing Cassidy and Sharing Rylee, was born and raised in Southern California. She’s a wife, mom, dog lover, taxi, problem fixer, and extreme multi-tasker. She married her high school sweetheart and is her kids’ biggest fan.

Kelly has been writing since she was young and took joy in spinning stories to her childhood friends. Margaritas and sarcasm make her smile, she loves the beach but hates the sand, and she believes Starbucks makes any day better.

A contemporary romance writer, D. Kelly’s stories revolve around friendship and the bond it creates, strengthening the love of the people who share it. For all things D. Kelly, you can visit her website: http://www.dkellyauthor.com


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Title: Getting His
Author: Emily Minton and Shelley Springfield
Genre: Romance/Erotica
Release Date: March 30, 2017 Cover Artist: Designs by Dana
He has never met a woman he wanted to keep, until she walks into his life. 
Tucker Brady doesn’t expect to find the woman of his dreams while eating lunch at the local Dairy Dip. It takes only a quick look at Hadley Walsh, and he is like a man possessed. He has one goal: sliding between her legs and staying there. 
Getting His woman is the only thing that matters. 
Now that Tucker has her by his side, his life is nearly perfect. His days are filled with laughter, and his nights are full of hot sex. There’s only one little problem; his mother and Hadley hate each other. Playing referee between the two women is driving him fucking nuts! 
How can Tucker fix this without having to choose between the woman in his bed and the woman who gave him life?




USA Today Bestselling author, Emily Minton is a Kentucky native. She is proud to call the Bluegrass State her home. She claims she bleeds blue–Wildcat Blue! She has been married to her husband, David, for over twenty years. They share two wonderful children.

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Title: Sweet Spot
Author: Stella Rhys
Genre: Romantic Comedy/Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March 30, 2017



Blurb

Our first meeting as neighbors was screwed from the start.

He was hot. I was naked. And we had no chance in hell at ever being platonic. 

I’ll be the first to admit that I live at extremes. After going ten years locked in what felt like a dysfunctional marriage, I’m now decidedly boy-free. In nearly three years I’ve had no boyfriends, no flings, no dates and no sex. For the sake of my dream career, the sacrifice has been easy.

At least it was.

Until Lukas came along.

He’s rude, gorgeous, arrogant – a stone-carved wall of muscle and distraction. He’s everything I know to avoid but there’s no avoiding your next-door neighbor. Oh yeah. The man now lives three steps from me and to make matters worse, he crashed into my life while I was soaked in the tub. Mortifying to say the least and it went something like this: I ran out exposed. He looked. He laughed.

And then I locked myself out. 

In short, Lukas Hendricks was smirking, swaggering trouble from the start. And me?

I was – for the first time in years – about to be screwed.






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Stella Rhys is an author of contemporary romance and can't help but write it hot, steamy and borderline filthy (just kidding, it's flat-out filthy). Writing aside, she lives for coffee, the Yankees and cooking recipes way out of her league. She was born and raised in New York and now lives there with her husband and charmingly entitled fur baby.


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Title: Fox
Author: S.M. Lumetta
Series: Bodhi Beach #1 (Standalone)
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Cover Design: S.M. Lumetta
Release Date: April 17, 2017



Blurb

What’s a little sex between friends?

Sophie Fordham never thought much about motherhood until her body forced her to. With the onset of early menopause, she knows if she wants to have a baby, it’s now or never. So what’s a single, financially-strapped girl to do? Go with what you know, of course.

Fox Monkhouse has been Sophie’s gorgeous best friend since preschool. This sun-kissed surfer boy has no shortage of ladies, but she’s hoping he’ll put that aside to help her out. As there’s never been anything romantic between the two, things get awkward when she asks him to put a bun in her oven—especially since it has to be done the old-fashioned, no-pants dance way.

When Fox agrees to do the deed, Sophie is ecstatic. But she soon realizes that this chance at a baby could cost her everything. Keeping sex and emotions separate is clearly not in her wheelhouse especially when her best friend is involved. If their relationship can’t evolve into something new, their unusual arrangement could destroy the friendship of a lifetime.





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S.M. Lumetta was born in Detroit, MI, and now resides in NYC. Since she was small, she has adored storytelling in all its forms, especially books and films. Sooner and later, she figured out that since her love of words was overwhelming, she had no choice but to take the words in mind and share them. Romance is her favorite read, but horror and crime novels are a close second. She loves to travel and has a bucket list of places to visit long enough for several lifetimes. She also has a plethora of unnecessary t-shirts, a penchant for sarcasm, and a unholy love for the oxford comma.


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