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January 29, 2016

{{Blog Tour Promo Stop}} Three Dirty Secrets by Nikki Sloane



Three Dirty Secrets by Nikki Sloane is finally here!
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No man can own me. I negotiate sex for money at an illicit blindfold club, but my body is not for sale. I don’t submit and I don’t surrender.
Until I meet him. This beautiful artist’s tattoo now covers the scar of the worst mistake of my life.
Being with him could expose everything I’ve been hiding, and although there’s so much at stake, I can’t stop myself. The battle for control between us is too hot, too powerful to resist.
With all my dirty secrets, what’s going to happen when he forces me to come clean?
NOTE: This book is a standalone with no cliffhanger ending, but does include scenes of MFF. Mature readers only.
 
   

 “I think you want this almost as badly as I do, Regan. You’re going to take your clothes off because I’m putting my hands on your fucking body in a few seconds, and you don’t want me to ruin your clothes.”
He left me standing there in surprise and went back to the table. He picked up the charcoal pencil and rubbed it between his palms, covering his hands with even more black dust.
It was impossible to have friction without heat, and it flickered through my body, warming all the way down to my toes. He’d told me to take off my clothes, but it was really a choice. I could stay as I was and call his bluff, do as he asked, or walk away.
What would those dark hands do? Would they leave perfect black handprints against my ivory skin? The image was too powerful to deny. I locked my gaze on him, only breaking it for a moment as I tore my sweater up over my head.
Lust made his eyes heavy as he watched me shed the plain white t-shirt, and work the snap of my jeans. I tugged them off and tossed them to the floor with aggression. “Okay, done. Put your filthy goddamn hands on me.”
Fire flared so hot, it made the room scorching. He came at me, but I held my ground. His hands lifted to cup my face—wait, no. That wasn’t his intent. I inhaled sharply when he put both hands around my neck.
I fought the instinct to break his hold. There wasn’t any tension in his fingers as his hands wrapped around my throat, they simple rested there. It was dominating, but it was exciting, too.
When he released me, Silas made a noise of satisfaction. The sight of his black handprints on my skin obviously pleased him. My pulse sped to a million miles an hour. Did these handprints ringing my neck look like a collar? Like he owned me?
“The bra,” he said on a hurried breath. “Take it off.” He gazed at me like I was the most beautiful thing he’d seen, and my hands moved instantly. The clasp was undone and I slipped the straps down my shoulders, letting the bra fall away. My exposed breasts felt heavy and aching for his touch, which he seemed eager to do.
He filled the weight of one in his hand, pressing his dark, rough palm against my pale skin. As he peeled his fingers away, we both looked down and admired the perfect gray handprint he’d left. God, it was sexy. He instantly did the other breast so I had a matching set.
“That looks fucking amazing,” he said. “Stay right like that.” And then he hurried for his camera.
 
Nikki Sloane landed in graphic design after her careers as a waitress, a screenwriter, and a ballroom dance instructor fell through. For eight years she worked for a design firm in that extremely tall, black, and tiered building in Chicago that went through an unfortunate name change during her time there. Now she lives in Kentucky and manages a team of graphic artists. She is a member of the Romance Writers of America, is married with two sons, writes dirty books, and couldn't be any happier.
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Three Little Mistakes  will be on sale starting on 
January 24, 2016 until January 31, 2016.
 

⩿⩿⩿Cover Reveal⩿⩿⩿WHERE LIGHTNING STRIKES A Bleeding Stars Novel Book 3 By AL Jackson

We are so excited to bring you the Cover Reveal for AL Jackson's upcoming WHERE LIGHTNING STRIKES releasing March 22, 2016. We can't wait for you to fall into this sexy emotional novel!

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Do you know what it feels like right before lightning strikes? How you can feel the current running through your veins? The trembles of warning that ripple through the air? It was a thrill Tamar King chased all her life until it became the very thing she had to escape. For the last four years, Tamar King has hidden herself in an isolated world she created. She was safe. No one could touch her. Until Lyrik West walked through her door. He’s the lead guitarist for Sunder and everything she can never have. The dark and beautiful rock star becomes everything she craves. Lyrik’s life has been devoted to his band and that success has cost him. Bitter, hard, and filled with regret, he refuses to lose himself again, but from the moment he sees her, he wants one night with Tamar King. The gorgeous bartender is more than he bargained for. Their attraction is consuming. Their desire overpowering. With one touch, they ignite. But is it worth the cost of getting burned? She’s a gorgeous nightmare and he’s a wicked dream… WHERE LIGHTNING STRIKES, a Bleeding Stars Stand-Alone Novel  

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aljacksonphoto A.L. Jackson is the New York Times bestselling author of contemporary and new adult romance.
She first found a love for writing during her days as a young mother and college student. She filled the journals she carried with short stories and poems used as an emotional outlet for the difficulties and joys she found in day-to-day life. Years later, she shared a short story she’d been working on with her two closest friends and, with their encouragement, this story became her first full length novel. A.L. now spends her days writing in Southern Arizona where she lives with her husband and three children. Connect with A.L. Jackson online:www.aljacksonauthor.com   To stay up to date with important news on A.L. Jackson, including new releases, sales, and exclusive specials and excerpts, text “jackson” to 96000 to subscribe!
 

January 28, 2016

◊◊◊Cover Reveal◊◊◊ RoomHate by Penelope Ward

RoomHate  
(A standalone)

A Contemporary Romance novel

New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal Bestselling Author
Penelope Ward

Cover designer: Letitia Hasser, r.b.a designs
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RELEASE DATE: February 15, 2016
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From New York Times Bestselling Author, Penelope Ward, comes a new standalone novel.

Sharing a summer house with a hot-as-hell roommate should be a dream come true, right?

Not when it’s Justin…the only person I’d ever loved…who now hates me.

When my grandmother died and left me half of the house on Aquidneck Island, there was a catch: the other half would go to the boy she helped raise.

The same boy who turned into the teenager whose heart I broke years ago.

The same teenager who’s now a man with a hard body and a hardass personality to match.

I hadn’t seen him in years, and now we’re living together because neither one of us is willing to give up the house.

The worst part? He didn’t come alone.

I’d soon realize there’s a thin line between love and hate. I could see through that smug smile. Beneath it all…the boy is still there. So is our connection.

The problem is…now that I can’t have Justin, I’ve never wanted him more.

Author's note – RoomHate is a full-length standalone novel. Due to strong language and sexual content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18.

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Penelope Ward is a New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal Bestselling author. She grew up in Boston with five older brothers and spent most of her twenties as a television news anchor, before switching to a more family-friendly career. She is the proud mother of a beautiful 11-year-old girl with autism and a 9-year-old boy. Penelope and her family reside in Rhode Island.

          
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⧓⧓Cover Reveal & Giveaway⧓⧓ High by L.P Lovell





Title: High
Author: LP Lovell
Genre: Erotic Humor/Romantic Suspense
Cover Design: SM Piper
Photographer: Jonathan Kemp
Model: Clarissa Perry, Uncovered Models
 Release Date: March 7, 2016



Blurb

I’m Blake McQueen, daughter of Miles McQueen: businessman, politician, all around upstanding member of the community.

I’m told that name means something, but well, I’ve pretty much doused it in petrol, set it on fire, and taken a shit on it for good measure. I like to think of myself as a walking middle finger.

My name is now synonymous with booze, parties, sex, and drugs. I have to read the newspaper in the morning just to see where I was, possibly who I fucked, and judge my state of inebriation based on how much tit or minge is splashed across page five.

Judge me all you like, love me, hate me. I don’t give a fuck.

Life’s a party and you should never stop dancing.

But even the sweetest of highs has it’s low. There is only so high you can go before you fall, and fall I did, right into the arms of the only man that could possibly stop me from crashing and burning. I’ve always been untouchable. I’ve never cared enough to be touchable. Until now.


Love is the most destructive drug of all.

AMAZON US / UK

Lauren Lovell is an indie author from England. She suffers from a total lack of brain to mouth filter and is the friend you have to explain before you introduce her to anyone, and apologise for afterwards.

She's a self-confessed shameless pervert, who may be suffering from slight peen envy.

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January 27, 2016

♦♦♦Cover Reveal♦♦♦Our Time (The Rub Down #2) by Gina Sheldon

 Title: Our Time (The Rub Down #2)
Author: Gina Sheldon
Release Date: Early March 2016
Cover Designer: Morgan Reeves
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Unspeakable Devotion
Fall in love with his best friend's sister? Danny Tortelli took care of that years ago.
Protecting and caring for her became his sole purpose the day her life was rocked to the core.
His ultimate goal was to show her how a real man loved a woman. He only had to bide his time.
A guy like Danny didn't give up on what he wanted, and what he wanted was Elle.
Unforgettable Damage
Fall in love with her brother's best friend? Elle Stratton had buried her love for Danny for years.
Damaged by her decisions and scarred by the baggage of her past, she believed she didn’t
deserve him. Self-doubt blinded her to how he felt. After all, he’d seen her at her ultimate
worst and witnessed the disaster of her life as it unfolded. Why would he want her?
Unimaginable Desire
He refused to wait any longer to prove a future with him was more than a possibility.
She was stuck in events of the past.
His hardest task was peeling back the layers of her self-preservation.
Her biggest challenge was accepting someone could love her.
Their time had come, and no one would stand in his way.
 
 
 I took a deep breath and slipped into the room. If I said even one word, I’d give myself away. Justin was scheduled to work with Elle, and I wasn’t sure what her reaction would be if she knew it was me instead. Frank Sinatra’s buttery voice played softly in the background. Soft, relaxing lights bathed the table. Calming fragrance filled the air with a soothing scent. In my mind, Justin was due a promotion for setting the stage just right. 
Elle was face down on the table, covered by the warming blanket. Lemongrass essential oil was my choice for her massage. Not only did she love the scent, but I knew her muscles were sore and tight. When I folded the blanket to expose her back, Luke’s constant preaching made sense. Backs and necks were sexy. I was an ass and tit man, but Elle’s skin was smooth, silky perfection. I wanted to trace her spine with my tongue, from her neck to her ass. She was flawless.
I focused my mind on the game and oiled up my hands. The second I touched her body, mine relaxed, and I felt an undeniable sense of home. My fingers kneaded the muscles in the small of her back, and when I pressed my palms up to her neck, she let a small moan. A moan that went straight from my ears, through my heart, to my aching cock. My continuous motions elicited more small noises of pleasure. Ones I’d wanted to hear for the last few years. I preferred to be buried deep inside her when she made them, but I would take whatever she gave me.
As I worked her the length of her legs, I fought to keep from whispering all the dirty thoughts in my head. How I wanted her legs wrapped around my waist when I pounded into her. How I needed them squeezing around my neck when I drove her wild with my tongue.
Seeing almost every inch of Elle was better than I ever imagined. For a person who didn’t work out and never watched what she ate, her body was in great shape. I wanted to worship her with my mouth instead of my hands. After a taste of her last night, I prayed that tonight I would have another and another.
“Elle, it’s time to roll over. Turn toward your right.” In case she threw me out of the room, my greedy eyes traveled over her one last time.
As soon as she recognized my voice, her body tensed for a second before relaxing again. No, I wasn’t Justin.
Slow movements transferred her from her stomach to her back. Even though I snuck into her room like a creeper to massage her without her permission, I turned my head to give her privacy. Her silence was scaring the crap out of me.
When I turned and looked at her face, our eyes connected. What I saw relieved me of my fears. Hers were warm, loving, and full of a lust I’d never seen.
“Are you going to say something?”
“What you just did to my body was single handedly the most arousing thirty minutes of my life. It felt so good, but the whole time I wished it was you and not Justin.”
“Every single one of your moans made my cock throb. God, I love your body.” I leaned down and placed a chaste kiss on her plump lips.
Elle wrapped her hands around my neck and deepened the kiss, plunging her tongue in my mouth.
Before I lost control, I pulled away. “I want you so bad, but we aren’t doing this here on a tiny spa table when there’s a limit to our time together. I want you sprawled out on my bed when I have all night and all day to worship your body over and over again.”
 
Gina Sheldon is a devoted wife, busy mom of twin girls, and the proud owner of a small business. She often travels the very streets of Boston she writes about in her debut novel, “The Rub Down.” One thing she refuses to leave home without is her Kindle. Their relationship borders on obsessive. As a beta reader and blogger, Gina shares her love of books with others, and her love of words has now carried her into the field of self-publishing. When she’s not reading or writing, she can be found surrounded by family and friends, enjoying a glass of wine, Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups, or both.