Blog Tour & Review ~ Eye Candy ~ by ~ Jessica Lemmon

Don’t trust lust at first sight. 
EYE CANDY
Real Love #1
Jessica Lemmon
Releasing July 25th, 2017
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Don’t trust lust at first sight. One woman chooses
reality over fantasy in this friends-to-lovers romance. Jacqueline:

 As an adult woman—and the vice president of a marketing firm—I shouldn’t be waiting by my office window to ogle the mystery man who jogs by every morning at 11:45. Sure, he’s a gorgeous, perfect specimen of the human race, but I can’t bring myself to hit on a total stranger. However, my best friend–slash–colleague Vince Carson
thinks I should do more than talk to the guy. In fact, he’s borderline
obsessive about “getting me laid.” (His words.) But the more time we spend
together, the more it’s clear: The one I’m falling for is Vince. 

Vince: Jackie Butler’s got it bad for some pompous, over-pumped A-hole who struts his stuff past her window. That doesn’t bother me. I know she deserves nice things. What does bother me is that she friend-zoned me big-time last year, so I can’t ask her out
myself. But what if I set her up with Mr. Steroids? Then, when he breaks her
heart, I can swoop in and save her like the nice guy I am. Everything’s going
according to plan . . . until we share a ridiculously epic kiss. And suddenly
anything is possible.



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Once I read the blurb for this, I had to read it. Girl stares out her office window at scantily clad man going by. Sounds like the old Diet Coke commercials…

Anyway, her friend and coworker Vince wants to help her out with getting this guy out on a date. But for a completely self-serving purpose because HE wants Jackie but he wants her to get out and date so she doesn’t use him as a rebound.

Vince has always been a great friend to Jackie and here he is offering to help her get the confidence to ask out runner guy. The downside? As she spends more time with Vince, she realizes she wants him and not the runner…

Made me think of a Meg Ryan Rom-Com in a way. Definitely a book I could see made into a movie. And that would definitely be a movie I’d watch!

5 stars!

 

A former job-hopper, Jessica Lemmon resides in Ohio with her husband and
rescue dog. She holds a degree in graphic design currently gathering dust in an
impressive frame. When she’s not writing super-sexy heroes, she can be found
cooking, drawing, drinking coffee (okay, wine), and eating potato chips. She
firmly believes God gifts us with talents for a purpose, and with His help, you
can create the life you want.
Jessica is a social media junkie who loves to hear from readers. You can learn more at
her website.
 

 

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Release Blitz ~ Love Obscene ~ by ~ Natalie Bennett

Title: Love Obscene
Series: Obscene Duet #1
Author: Natalie Bennett
Genre: Dark Erotic Romance
Release Date: July 25, 2017
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What would you endure for love?

I was nothing.

He was both madness and paradise.

I was lost.

He was salvation and damnation.

I was innocent.

He was sadistic and twisted.

I was an obsession.

Now I am his.

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When she isn’t in front of her computer she’s spending time with her husband and their three little boys.
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Release Blitz ~ #MomFail

 

 

Title: #MomFail
Authors: Various
Genre: Comedy Anthology
Release Date: July 25, 2017
Blurb
Everyone just stop for one bleeping minute so we can all get
real with each other. Being a mom is some tough $#!†. You’re constantly wearing
questionable substances that make you ask, “is this chocolate or … oh,
crap …” and your purse is merely a receptacle for three-week-old snacks
and broken crayons.Let’s be honest … even when we’re doing this “mom” thing right, we’re somehow
doing it completely wrong.

Pardon us while we dust off our collective Mother of the Year trophy and
proudly present you with an epic anthology of #MOMFAILS.

*Stories inspired by real life (unless you’re a cop, then it’s all complete
fiction). Names and situations have been changed to protect the guilty (and by
guilty, we mean the moms). Because motherhood is a battlefield and we’re all
just trying to survive by any means necessary.

Featuring this amazing lineup: Alissa York, A.M. Willard, BL
Berry, Carina Adams, Claudia Burgoa, Crystal Burnette, Dylan Allen, Faith
Andrews, Gia Riley, J.A. DeRouen, Kate Anslinger, Leddy Harper, LK Collins, LL
Collins, Marie James, Piper Rayne, Riann C. Miller, Shari J. Ryan, Stephanie
Rose, Stephie Walls, SM West, TL Swan, Teresa Michaels, and foreword written
by: Nicole Kane Knepper

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Praise for #MomFail
“Enjoy this book. It’s a f*cking winner.” – Nicole
Knepper, Author of Moms Who Drink And Swear
“This is the best anthology I have ever read.” –
Julie, Goodreads User
“You DO NOT need to be a mom to appreciate these
hilarious, real life stories. The only babies I have are furbabies but that
didn’t stop me from loving and laughing at the moments these amazing women have
chosen to share with us. There are so many great stories in this compilation
that I couldn’t even tell you which one is my favorite.” – Between The
Lines Book Blog
“I read three stories … and let me tell you they were
absolutely hilarious, I’m still laughing.” – Holly, Goodreads User
“A great anthology filled with funny mom short stories.
Being a parent is always an adventure and although these stories may or may not
be true, I can vividly see them happen in real life.” – Kristie, Book
Boyfriend Boutique
“It doesn’t matter if you are a new mom or a seasoned
mom this book is for you! I laughed, cried (sympathetically, of course) and
cringed as some hit a little close to home.” – Shawn, Goodreads User

Cover Reveal ~ Stupid Love ~ by ~ Kirsty Dallas

 

 

Title: Stupid Love
Author: Kirsty Dallas
Genre: Comedy Romance

Cover Design: Graphics Covered

Release Date: September 23, 2017
Blurb
Cocktails…tick
Wing-woman …tick
Sunny beach and hot cabana boy…tick
One pissed off father who just happens to be the God of
Love…ahhh, dang it.
Phoibe Cupid (aka Bee aka Hedone) is in the business of
love…and she hates it.  Stuck in a dead end job with no reprieve in sight,
she and her trusty BFF, Mac (aka Mac the blood thirsty aka Mac the formidable),
travel the mortal realm leaving a trail of chaos and lusty humans in their
wake. Life’s good, right up until that moment her daddy grounds her ass and
shoots her with her own damn arrow. Now she’s nothing but a frisky horn-dog who
has it bad for her potential soul mate and to make matters worse, he doesn’t feel
the same way. The best way to learn about love is to fall into it, kicking
and screaming.

 

 

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Author Bio
Kirsty Dallas is the Best Selling and Award Winning Author
of the comedy romance novel, Decker’s Wood and the highly acclaimed Mercy’s
Angels Series. She has also written stand alone novels, Breeze Of Life, Violet
Addiction and the dystopian fiction, When Nothing Is All You’ve Got, which has
been nominated for an award at Readers Favorite. She is also a screenwriter who
most recently embarked on a joint project with Director and screenwriter, Chris
Sun. As co-writer and script editor on the film Boar, this highly anticipated
horror has been signed to Universal Pictures Australia in 2017. While she
adores writing, and cannot imagine a world without words, she also loves
passing on the knowledge she has accumulated over the years to those just
starting out. So feel free to reach out to her at any time.
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Cover Reveal ~ Porter ~ by ~ Georgia Cates

 

 

 

Title: Porter
A Men of Lovibond Series Standalone
Author: Georgia Cates
Genre: Contemporary Romance

Cover Design: Indie Formatting Service

Release Date: August 4, 2017

 

Blurb
My
employee’s daughter. The tomboy. The kid who once did odd jobs around the
brewery. That’s all she was… until three years passed and she walked into my
office for an interview.
Frankee
Dawson is no longer that girl I once called Kiddo. She’s grown into a
beautiful, sexy, desirable woman. Very desirable. And that’s a problem. She’s
my employee’s daughter. Lovibond family. And too young for me. Too innocent.

I want to
feel her respond to my kiss.
I want her
body to tremble as she anticipates my touch.
I want to
learn all the places that bring her pleasure.
But mostly
I want her to know that she’s never truly been loved by a man until me.

Frankee is
my intern and under me for the summer. Literally. It’s a difficult secret to
maintain when you can’t keep your hands off each other.

This was
supposed to be a hot summer fling. Sex and fun without commitment—that’s what
we called it. But we were wrong. This is more. I’ve never felt this way about a
woman. Never cared more about someone else’s happiness more than my own.

I love her
and I’m happy. So damn happy… until a terrible mistake from my past springs
forward and threatens to rip us apart.
There are a
million reasons for her to leave me. And trust me, she should. But all I really
need is one good reason for her to stay.

 

Excerpt
Unedited
and subject to change.
Oh my God.
Someone needs to explain to me how I’m supposed to eat when I’ll be alone with
Porter in his condo. When I know for a fact that he’s going to kiss me. He’s
said as much. And there won’t be anyone around to keep us from doing a lot more
whatevering.
Porter
opens the door and catches me around the wrist as we enter the condo. He’s
going in for the kiss first thing.
He pulls me
close and then turns us so my back is pressed against the door. “I can’t wait
another minute for this.”
His hands
cup my face the way they did during our first kiss. Although it’s a repeat
move, it’s no less romantic this time around.
I quickly
lick my lips and Porter presses his mouth to mine before sucking my bottom lip
into his mouth and holding it between his teeth.
So hot and
sexy.
I place my
hands on his chest and the pec muscles I feel beneath the fabric are rigid.
This man works out. A lot. I would love to see all the goodies that are hidden
beneath this shirt.
We make a
game of biting and sucking each other’s lips. It’s fun and playful.
Until it’s
not.
Our kiss is
no longer teasing. It’s heated and demanding with increasingly harder hand
grips and squeezes. His hands move to my hips and he uses them to steer my body
to the sofa while kissing me en route. He walks backward and sits on the sofa,
leaving me to make my own decision about how I want to be positioned.
Beside him?
Across his
lap?
On top,
mounting him?
I place a
knee on each side of him and lower my body to straddle his. His hands move to
my hips and he grips the sides, moving them so I’m rocking against his hard
cock pressing against my crotch.
One of his
hands leaves my hips and comes up to wrap around my nape, pulling me down so
his mouth can reach the side of my neck. His mouth is sucking pretty hard. I’m
certain I’ll wear a love bite there for all to see. Not sure how I’ll explain
that one but I let him continue.
“Tell me to
stop and I will. Just say the words.” He’s talking about stopping but his mouth
is kissing and sucking and nibbling harder.
I grasp the
sides of his face and press our foreheads together. “I like what we’re doing.
Don’t stop.”
“I don’t
know your limitations.”
“I’ll tell
you when you’re there. For now, keep going.”
“Fuck…
Frankee. The way you make me want you… it’s irrational. Makes me lose all sense
of self-control.”
Porter
lifts my body and flips us so I’m beneath him. His face is pressed against the
side of my neck leaving kisses in its path. One hand slides under my shirt and
dips into my bra. He rolls my nipple between his thumb and index finger and it
instantly hardens. And it’s like a control center for everything between my
legs.
I want his
hands on me.
I want his
mouth on me.
I want him
on me, period.
I bend my
knee and bring my leg up so it’s wrapped around his waist. His body conforms
between my legs like two pieces of a jigsaw puzzle that connect perfectly.
We just
fit.
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Author Bio
Georgia
resides in rural Mississippi with her wonderful husband, Jeff, and their two
beautiful daughters. She spent fourteen years as a labor and delivery nurse
before she decided to pursue her dream of becoming an author and hasn’t looked
back yet.
When she’s
not writing, she’s thinking about writing. When she’s being domestic, she’s
listening to her music and visualizing scenes for her current work in progress.
Every story coming from her always has a song to inspire it.
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Release Blitz ~ Addicted to Rhapsody ~ by ~ Selena Laurence

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Title: Addicted to Rhapsody
Author: Selena Laurence
Series: Rhapsody #4
Genre: Contemporary Rockstar Romance
Release Date: July 24, 2017

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Guilt is the hardest habit to kick.

Garrett Jakes is the sexy and sex-addicted lead singer of Rhapsody. Now in recovery, he’s trying to clean up his act and atone for his mistakes. The only problem is he can’t stop the guilt he feels whenever he looks at his friend Savvy. They have history, and he’s not sure if he’s helping or hurting when he tries to become a bigger part of her life.

Savvy O’Roark is a widow and a mom at twenty-eight. She watched as her husband was murdered while trying to protect her. Now she’s struggling to keep her husband’s business and his memory alive, and Garrett wants to help. The only problem is she can’t stop the guilt she feels whenever she looks at him. Their history is one that haunts her, and she’s not sure that’s something she can ever get past.

As Savvy and Garrett struggle to overcome their demons, they must also face the one thing neither of them can ever take back. Will they learn how to honor and forgive, but also love and let go? Can something that started all wrong end up right? Or will guilt be a habit they simply can’t kick?

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He smiles softly. “You were supposed to be gone more than two days. But you don’t listen very well.”

I can’t help but chuckle at that. Kevin used to say the same thing. I guess I’ll have to accept the critique. “You haven’t broken anything, you’ve made it better.”

He wraps an arm around my shoulders, placing a gentle kiss in my hair. It makes me so warm inside I feel like I might be glowing. Then he leads me back toward the kitchen.

“And I’m not going to break anything. I’m going to make it all better, and you’re going to relax and trust me.” Then he stops, and turns me to face him, his hands still on my shoulders. He bends his knees slightly so he can look me in the eye. “I realize given who I am, and how we started, trust might seem like the last thing you should grant me. But you have to know I’ve never lied to you, not at the beginning, and not since. I will get this right, Savannah Scott.”

I nod easily, because it’s true. Garrett’s never been anything but honest with me, and he’s never failed me. In fact, I didn’t want to admit it, but he’s been right here saving my ass ever since Kevin died.

“I do trust you. I do. I don’t know how to let go, but I do trust you.”

He smiles, pulling me into a hug that doesn’t last anywhere near long enough. “Good. Then do as you were instructed, and take a few more days away. Keep Ty home from preschool, go to the zoo, bake cookies together, have lunch and drinks with Tully. Take long hot baths, or get your nails done or paint the bathroom, whatever turns you on, Savvy. Have a staycation. Don’t do anything you don’t want to. Don’t do anything you won’t enjoy. Don’t do anything for anyone but you and Ty.”

I gaze up at him and my heart races in an entirely different way than it did when I saw the plaque for Kevin. I almost can’t form words, because what I see in his face is so tender and strong all at the same time, it’s scary and overwhelming. And it’s also familiar, because another man looked at me that way once, and it feels wrong to let anyone else do it now.

But as if he knows it’s confusing me, Garrett shuts down the emotions, closes off something inside of him, and he’s back to a smiling, helpful friend.

“So off with you now, lass,” he says in a terrible Irish accent. He steers me into the kitchen and all the way to the backdoor. “Don’t call us, we’ll call you, right?” he asks as he opens the door.

I laugh. “Ok, ok, I can see when I’m not wanted.”

He gives me a gentle push outside. “Oh, you’re wanted,” he says. “Just not here for a while.” Then he slaps me on the ass, laughs like a maniac, and slams the door behind me.

As I walk to my car, that strange feeling of lightness that I’ve had off and on the last two days returns. And I have to admit to myself that it’s not Ty or Tully, or the bar that’s giving it to me, it’s Garrett Jakes.

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 Selena Laurence is an award-winning and USA TODAY bestselling author who loves Putting the Heat in Happily Ever After. Her super sexy stories take place everywhere from rock concerts to family ranches, and her books can be found around the world in four languages, at libraries, bookstores, online, and in audio.

Selena lives in the foothills of the Rocky Mountains where she can often be found at a local coffee shop, hiking the trails, or watching soccer. At home Mr L, her kids, “goldendoodle” and “demoncat” keep her busy trying to corral chaos. A veteran Indie author, Selena also coaches writers through her blog and workshops on turning #Passion2Profession.

If you’d like to get to know her better, join Selena’s reader/reviewer group on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/groups/180909955632263/

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Release Blitz ~ Unfinished Business ~ by ~ Carina Adams

Title: Unfinished Business
Series: Bastards of Boston Novel 
Author: Carina Adams
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: July 26, 2017

 

“5 Stars! Rocker and Cris slayed me! Totally shreaded my heart at times and then their snark had me snorting and laughing away my tears.” – Angela from Goodreads


“This book was PHENOMENAL!!! I could not put it down…” – Carrie from Goodreads


“I am speechless and my heart hurts. What an amazing story…” – Colleen from Goodreads

The Bastards of Boston live in a world most don’t understand. They follow their own rules, only accountable to each other, the innocents they protect, and the people they couldn’t save.


As president of the Bastards MC, Robert Doyle is the man behind it all. It’s his responsibility to keep his club safe, to be the smartest man in the room, and be ten steps ahead of everyone. He’d give everything he had, and sell his soul to the devil, to protect the ones he loves. 

Until Rocker comes face-to-face with the pain he thought he’d buried. Old wounds are ripped open. Revenge consumes him. Once again he’s the teenager desperate to avenge his daughter’s murder and nothing else matters.

He calls me his angel, but the halo I wear caught fire a long time ago. There is no line I won’t cross, no law I won’t break. I’ll do whatever it takes to save him. If the road to hell is paved with good intentions, I’ll happily burn.

When past and present collide, we’re in for one hell of a bumpy ride.


Unfinished Business © Carina Adams
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I felt my eyes widen as I got my first good look. In my mind, she was still just a girl, short and straight, all gangly arms and awkward movements that come with being a young teen. Somewhere over the last few years, she’d grown up.
I hesitated, stunned. This woman was nothing but trouble; tall, athletic, and beautiful enough to make even me notice her. Her dark hair was longer than it had ever been, her face had thinned, making her cheekbones seem sharp, and her lips look puffy. For a split second, I stared into her artic blue eyes, completely blown away. If I hadn’t known better, I would’ve sworn there was relief in those depths.
Something I’d thought I’d lost stirred in my gut.
“Don’t touch me!” she sneered, trying to get free as I caught her and gripped her shoulders tightly. When she couldn’t break the hold, she glanced over my shoulder, her panic clear. “Where’s Matty?”
“Not here.”
“Let go!” She shoved at me again. “I need Matt, not you.”
“You’re in my clubhouse, little girl,” I growled, pushing away anything but the irritation that my stress-free night had gone to shit so quickly. “If you didn’t want to see me, you should have stayed in that cushy little apartment I pay out the ass for.”
Blue eyes narrowed as she tipped her head back and looked at me. Seeing my shiner, she raised an eyebrow, her nose wrinkled in disgust. “Someone finally gave you the beating you deserved? Sorry I wasn’t here for that.”
The strong scent of alcohol on her breath made me clench my fists. She winced as my fingers dug into her flesh, and it took every ounce of self-restraint I had to loosen my grip. I took a deep breath and tried to control my rage. “You’ve been drinking.” It wasn’t a question.
Her eyes narrowed in crystal-clear hatred as she jerked her head back. “Go to hell.”
“Already been there, Brat. Fought my way out. Explain to me why you’re here.”
“I told Tonka Truck,” —she sent Tank’s back a seething look—”I’m here for Matty. I meant it.” Her hands planted themselves on my chest. “Get the fuck away from me before I start to scream and these guys”—she leaned her head toward the table—”give you another black eye.”
I laughed humorlessly at that.
The stupid little girl was fucking clueless. She could scream all she wanted and not one of the brothers here would step in to help her. She wasn’t at some college frat party where a good Samaritan was waiting to rescue the pretty damsel in distress. Tank and I were the closest things in this room, and if we were the ones causing the scene, everyone else would sit back, drink and watch the show.
“Let’s go!” I snapped.
Cris shook her head. “I’m not leaving. Not without—”
“Now!” I yelled, cutting off her words.
Her jaw set. “Fuck off. I’m not leaving.”
Five years ago I’d had enough of her attitude and manipulation to last a lifetime—I definitely wasn’t ready to deal with it again. I refused to cause an even bigger scene with the drama queen in front of me, to risk the chance that someone would figure out she was worth something. Her brother could deal with her shit. I was done.
If Matt had been here, I would’ve stepped aside and let him handle her. Since he was home studying, she was my responsibility. Fucking bullshit best friend code. But I knew he’d do it for me.
So, I did the only thing I could. I grabbed her, threw her over my shoulder, and strode out of the clubhouse.
When fists started pounding into my lower back, and she started demanding I put her down, my hand itched with the need to spank the jean-covered ass on my shoulder. As we made our way outside, I hoped the anger and hatred coursing through my veins was clear on my face. If any patched member stepped in, I’d have no place to argue—I wasn’t their equal yet; I was still a guest in their club.
A few brothers nodded my way, amusement clear, as I headed for the door, but no one tried to stop me. Thank Jesus. I wasn’t sure what I would’ve done if they had. Probably something dangerous to my health and definitely something stupid.
Once the brat realized that she couldn’t fight her way down, she did the only thing an immature child like her would—she tried to pants me. I knew when she was quiet for a moment too long that she was up to something. I thought she was going to give it one final push and try to break free, but when her hands moved to my back pockets and she gave the denim one solid shove , I almost laughed.
Instead, I yanked on my waistband, barely keeping it around my hips, and gave her thigh a warning squeeze with my free hand. The whole city could see my blue Fruit of the Looms, and I still wouldn’t put her down until I’d safely deposited her ass in my truck.
When she gave them another push, I snapped. “Cut the shit, Cris.”
“Fuck off.”
Such a polite and sweet little girl my best friend’s baby sister was.
An avid reader who loves epic and unconventional romance, Carina has an unhealthy obsession with Jason Statham, loves the sounds of Johnny Cash and Willie Nelson, is the crazy friend your mom warned you about, and believes one day she will go through the stones to meet Jamie Fraser. 


Carina has been writing and creating characters for as long as she can remember, allowing her to fall in love with the next man of her dreams with every new story.

None of which are anything like boring Prince Charming.

Thankfully, fate stepped in and granted her the ultimate wish – a life full of men. Carina lives in a picturesque New England town with her husband, the man who ruined the thought of all others, and two amazing sons who always keep her on her toes.


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Release Blitz ~ Fall ~ by ~ Eden Butler

Title: Fall
Author: Eden Butler
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 25, 2017 
A secret smile.

A haunting kiss.

Life – Interrupted.

Keilen Rivers was the best Lily Campbell never had. He was the promise she didn’t let herself keep. After all, nothing in life seems meant to last, and love is no exception.

When Lily’s life takes an unexpected and tragic turn, she leaves behind both her island home and the boy she could have loved to protect the only family she has left.

But sometimes life takes without giving. Sometimes you cannot bend, only break. And when her career spirals out of her control, Lily can only watch as everything she worked for falls to ruin.

But some lies are hard to come back from. And some promises are made to be broken. Sometimes going home again is the only thing that can save you. But first you have to break. First you have to fall.

“See, there you go calling me pet names and I still don’t have one for you. Unless you change your mind about buggah…”

“No,” he said, sliding his fingers into her damp hair. “I rather you say to me, na’u `oe so I can say it back.”

“What does that mean?”

He hesitated, only for a moment, the smile lighting up his face lowered, as though unsure if he should tell Lily the truth. She held her breath when he moved his thumb across her lower lip and then Keilen nodded, decision apparently made. “It means ‘you’re mine.’”

“That…” Her breath shuddered then, and she shook against him. “That’s what you want me to say?”

“That’s what I want you to mean.”

The kiss, when it came, reminded Lily of the first one he’d given her, all those years ago on Tommy’s dance floor. There was no Kiki there to force her to say stupid, inappropriate things. There was no Kona smiling like he knew what Keilen wanted to do to Lily once they left the bar. There was only the press of Keilen’s naked chest against her and the warm, smooth glide of his fingers on her back, pulling her close, sinking into the sandy ocean as he lowered his head and moved his mouth to hers.

She had meant it, that ‘your mine’ promise a thousand times in her dreams. She’d spoken it proudly to him anytime he moved through the hallways and half glanced at, half ignored her. She’d wanted to say it a million times before that night on the beach, but had never had him close enough; had never believed he’d want to hear anything similar from her.

But there she stood, under the rich moonlight, letting Keilen Rivers steal her breath, ravage her mouth like a predator she warmly welcomed. She’d say it a thousand times just to keep him close. She’d say it a million more because it was true.

“Keilen?” she said, holding his head still when he didn’t seem able to break away from her kiss. He grunted low, the only response he gave her. “I mean it.”

He didn’t answer. Instead, Keilen stared down at her a little breathless, stretching his neck so that Lily saw the steady quickening of his pulse as he watched her. A look, it seemed and a small confession, could shift this man’s world and leave him dumbfounded. It was a power Lily would have never believed she could wield. But there she was, holding him, that perfect fantasy, between her trembling fingers, living in a daydream on that dark autumn night, meaning the things she’d spoken with a bravery she never really had.

And he believed her. Maybe she believed it too.
Eden Butler is an editor and writer of Mystery, Suspense and Contemporary Romance novels and the nine-times great-granddaughter of an honest-to-God English pirate. This could explain her affinity for rule breaking and rum. 
When she’s not writing or wondering about her possibly Jack Sparrowesque ancestor, Eden patiently waits for her Hogwarts letter, edits, reads and spends way too much time watching rugby, Doctor Who and New Orleans Saints football. 

She is currently living under teenage rule alongside her husband in southeast Louisiana. 

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Release Blitz & Review ~ Last Call ~ by ~ Emily Minton & Shelley Springfield

 

Title: Last Call

Series: The Landing Strip

Authors: Emily Minton & Shelley Springfield
Genre: Romance/Erotica
Release Date: July 24, 2017

 

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He’s a fighter…
And he never gives up.
After giving the last sixteen years of his life to Uncle Sam, Lark Shelton finally
puts down his gun and hangs up his uniform. Opening The Landing Strip bar with
his two best friends and brothers at arms seems like the perfect escape from
his past.
One-night stands are all he will commit to, but when he encounters the feisty and sensual Paisley Black, Lark longs for something more—something deeper than his typical hook-ups. She’s everything he never knew he wanted, and he’s determined not to let her go.
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I want to taste her, have her flavor in my mouth. This is something I do not do. At
least, not in a long damn time. I fuck. I do it hard and fast, getting my
partner and myself off as quickly as possible. With other women, there is no
damn way I would have even considered putting my mouth where so many others
have been before. With Paisley, it’s different. I want to know all of her,
every damn inch.
Grabbing the sides of her panties, I wait for her to lift her ass and pull them down her
legs. When I finally lay eyes on her glistening pussy, my mouth begins to
water. Her lips are a pretty shade of pink with her excitement causing them to
glisten with need. Her clit… Fuck, it’s amazing. It’s deep red, standing proud,
and begging for my attention.
I open her up with my fingers, sliding them from top to bottom. I coat them with her
juices and slowly push one inside of her. I add another and move them in and
out of her depths. She’s tight, so fucking tight that my cock thumps against my
zipper, wanting to get loose.
 When she starts to whimper, I pull them out and reach up to give her clit a gentle twist. I finally lower my head, getting my first taste of her, and nearly lose my fucking mind. Her flavor is outstanding, amazing, like manna from heaven. It’s like nothing I have ever tasted before. There is no way to label it, other than simply delicious.
I slide my fingers into her again, crooking them just enough to add to her pleasure. My mouth goes to her clit, sealing over it and sucking it deep into my mouth. When
my teeth graze over her nub, her ass raises off the desk and she lets out a
moan.
“Yes!” she shouts, throwing her head back. “Just like that.”
I keep up my assault, gliding my fingers in and out, faster and faster. I suck harder,
using my teeth to add to the pleasure. Within seconds, she starts to contract
around my fingers. She’s close, so fucking close. I want to get her there, have
her come from just my mouth and fingers. Then later, I want her to do it again
around my cock. Biting down with a little more force, I add a touch of pain to
the game and push her over the edge.
“Oh my God,” she moans as she convulses around my fingers. “Lark.”
I smile around her clit and give it one more swipe of my tongue. After another few
seconds, not wanting to cut her pleasure short, I slowly slide my fingers out.
I give her sensitive pussy a quick pat and bring my fingers to my mouth to get
one last taste of her before standing up. Once I’m on my feet again, I reach
around and pull out my wallet.

“Hate to disappoint you, mon cheri, but I’m not God.” Taking out a condom, I shoot her a wink. “Just a simple man.”

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I loved Lark and Paisley’s story! So much happens but it’s not overwhelming, it’s just consuming. You want to know more about Lark and his brothers and also about Paisley’s family which is so vastly different than Lark’s.

This is definitely going to be a series I keep my eye on. I need to find out Trip and Ripley’s stories. Who do they end up with?

I’ve read books by this awesome duo before and just like those, this one was great and kept me interested and engaged from page 1 to the end!

5 stars!

Emily Minton
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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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Shelley Springfield
Shelley was
born and raised in Kentucky and doesn’t see herself leaving the bluegrass state
anytime soon. Shelley and her husband have been together for sixteen years, and
they share three beautiful daughters and one handsome son.
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Release Blitz ~ The Alpha’s Arrangement ~ by ~ Ryan Michele

Title: The Alpha’s Arrangement: A Howls Romance
Author: Ryan Michele
Genre: Shifter Romance
Release Date: July 25, 2017
Izzy needs a fresh start, and moving to the mountains of Montana is just what she was looking for. When she finds the perfect home, she can’t wait to begin her new life and get away from the hustle and bustle of the city. Little does she know that her home comes with a surprise.


 Carter is known for getting exactly what he wants. When his mate shows up in his small town, the scent of her drives his instincts to claim her immediately. The problem is, she’s human and knows nothing about the shifter-wolves that live among her. Treading lightly isn’t his way, but he’ll do anything for his mate.

 He has something up his sleeve to get her in his bed and in his life. Will Izzy resist? Or will she find out that, with the power of an Alpha, she’s unable to? 

 **The Alpha’s Arrangement is a hot new wolf shifter book sure to melt your kindle. Enjoy!!**



The Alpha’s Arrangement (A Paranormal Shifter Romance) Copyright © 2017 by Ryan Michele

Inhaling deeply, the crisp mountain air flows through my lungs, pure and refreshing. After living in the city for most of my life, coming here is an oasis. There are no sounds of cars, people yelling, or construction on buildings so high your neck aches to look up. Only the flit of a bird off in the distance and something wrestling in the trees can be heard. Peace. Calm. 

I came to Spear to get away from the city. It’s the complete opposite and beyond perfect. This perfection came at a steep price, though. The old owners wanted to sell, but only for their full asking price. Even with my lawyers haggling, they wouldn’t budge, which I admire. 

Seeing this place for the first time in person, it’s understandable why they didn’t want to give up this beauty. I’m not sure I ever could.

The home is large, much bigger than I truly need, but it screamed “home.” That’s what I need—a home of my own for once. Not moving from place to place, not seeing the world, but having some place steady. 

With five bedrooms, six bathrooms, and a full basement, cleaning will probably be my main activity for a while. The previous owners didn’t leave the place a mess, but they did leave their stamp on each room. One that needs to be thoroughly remodeled.

Sucking in one more deep breath, I enter my home, shutting the sliding glass door behind me. Cleaning supplies and food are the top two things on the agenda. The realtor gave me a brief lay of the land after handing over my keys, stating, “Main Street has everything you need—bakery, groceries, hardware, mechanic, and a couple of restaurants and bars. Not much, but it’s enough.” Main street is where I shall go first.

The winding roads from my home into the town make me thankful that I traded in my car for a Jeep four by four. One flick of a switch, and she’s ready to tackle whatever comes her way. With the winters, I have no doubt I’ll need it. Montana doesn’t have light snow normally, and I love that.

Several people walk down the sidewalks on either side of the street, almost giving it a city feel, except there are nowhere near as many people. Their eyes follow me as I move through town, no doubt wondering who the newbie is. 

The realtor was definitely correct about the town having everything I would ever need. The grocery store looks quaint, with lit-up windows and people mingling around. Nothing like the supercenters—another great change of pace. 

The sliding glass door opens as I enter before grabbing a cart. It isn’t lost on me that, as soon as I push my cart through the second door, all eyes are on me. It doesn’t bother me. Instead, a smile spreads across my face. I’ll never know the people here if there’s a scowl on my lips. This is my fresh start. My way of leaving the hustle and bustle behind and finding my happiness.

Coasting down aisle after aisle, I get a lay of the land, giving slight nods to those who stare. It would be nice if they would say hi or something, but that goes both ways.

Smiling, I go back to the canned soups, which I hate, and get the ingredients for my homemade chicken and noodles. 

Each aisle goes by in a blur as I collect everything I’ll need for the next week or so. Some of my furniture will be delivered tomorrow, and I really want to be a house potato for a while.

I’ve introduced myself to several more people before I make it to the meat section, when my breath catches. Two mountains of men stand with their backs to me. One has inky black hair, while the other has a lighter brown. 

No sooner do I stop the cart and see them, they turn to me in unison, and that’s when my lungs become deprived of oxygen. 

Both men are gorgeous, but the one with the inky hair calls to me, with eyes that are a deep navy, looking almost black. Whoever his parents are gave him fantastic bone structure, a strong jaw, and a masculine nose. Not to mention his size that is only slightly bigger than the man next to him. The forest green, long-sleeved thermal he has on showcases each dip and valley of his muscular chest. 

This town must have a gym, because there is no way these two men look like this without working out … a lot. 

Inky man sniffs the air, and I instantly feel self-conscious, but I dismiss it just as fast. He can’t be sniffing me from that distance. 

“Hi.” I give a soft wave.

“Well, hello there,” the brown-haired man says, taking a step my way, but inky man throws out his arm, holding the other man back. 

Brown-haired man’s eyes snap to inky man. 

“Mine,” inky man growls in a deep, sexy as all hell voice. And while I feel that rumble all the way to my core, his word makes no sense.

“Pardon?” I shake my head, dismissing the comment. “Sorry, hi, I’m Iso …” I stutter, making a quick decision. New life, new name. Isobel is going to stay back in the city. “Izzy. You can call me Izzy.”

“Owen,” the man with light brown hair says with a smirk, looking between inky man and myself. 

I look to the sexy as sin male who is blatantly staring at me, not making any attempt to hide it. Something warm snakes up my body, causing me to let out a shiver. 

Damn, girl, it hasn’t been that long since you got any.

“Carter,” he states firmly and with authority. “McCavitt house?” At least he proves my assumption about it being a small town where gossip is concerned. 

“Yes.”

“You get all your stuff moved in?” This question takes me a bit off guard, because it’s not one of the normal ones I’ve been getting. How do you like it here? Where are you from? Why did you move here? Those are the normal ones. My stuff, not so much. 

“Tomorrow.”

His stance changes a bit. The once rigidness of his muscles relaxes, yet he carries himself with such authority that, if one wasn’t looking, I’m sure it would have been missed. Carter is casual, but very much on alert for some reason, making me a bit nervous. Somehow, he must sense this, because he inhales and some of that alertness disappears, setting me at ease.

“What time? My men and I will come help you.”

“That’s really nice of you, but the movers will take care of it.” Even if that is super sweet of him, there’s no way I’d accept that kind of help from a stranger. It’s too much.

“What time? We’ll be there to help,” Carter repeats, and Owen chuckles under his breath.

“What’s so funny?” I ask, instead of answering Carter.

“Nothing, Izzy. I’m just happy you came to Spear.” 

Carter takes a step forward, moving to the side of my shopping cart so he’s mere inches from me. 

It’s my turn to inhale him. The smells of wood, oak, a hint of leather, and testosterone-filled male come through loud and clear. It’s an absolutely intoxicating concoction. 

“What time?” he repeats yet again, not backing down.

“Ten.” My response comes out before I can filter it, as if he’s putting a wicked spell on me and sucking me under.

His white teeth make an appearance, and I fully admit that I’m a teeth woman. Something about when they sparkle turns me on. They don’t need to be perfectly straight. It’s just the color. 

Damn.

“We’ll be at your place at nine thirty. Do you want us to bring coffee?” A sexy glint comes to his eye.

“Really, you don’t need to—”

“I insist. We help our own.” 

“Thank you, but …” A single look from him cuts my words off. This one is different than the sexy one he gave me moments ago. This one is determined and leaves little room to no room to argue.

Carter brings his hand up and tucks a lock of hair behind my ear. All I can do is feel each featherlight touch and try my damnedest to continue breathing. Then he brings his fingers to my chin and holds me in place for a moment, almost like he is inspecting me. When he releases me, it’s on a sigh.

“We must be going. We’ll see you in the morning.” 

“Ah … okay.”

Carter takes one more look at me before Owen grabs the cart and pushes it off. I note that the only thing inside of it is meat.
Ryan Michele found her passion in making fictional characters come to life. She loves being in an imaginative world where anything is possible and has a knack for special twists readers don’t see coming.

She writes MC, Contemporary, Erotic, Paranormal, New Adult, Inspirational, and many more romances. And whether it’s bikers, wolf shifters, mafia, or beyond, Ryan spends her time making sure her heroes are strong and her heroines match them at every turn.

When she isn’t writing, Ryan is a mom and wife living in rural Illinois and reading by her pond in the warm sun.

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