Cover Reveal: Adrenaline By: Sunniva Dee

Release Date: April 30, 2015

Adrenaline coverLife’s the shit!Chicks squeal over how wild and yummy I am, play their silly games trying to tie me down. But I’m free as a bird, doing what makes life life: kicking extreme-sport-ass! I base jump, snowboard, bungee jump. I do anything for the rush. Then, Ingela blows into town for college—a cool Swedish blast of trouble. Foulmouthed and runway-gorgeous, the girl seeps in like poison and melts the freaking brain. To Ingela I am what chicks were to me: pastime, leisure, entertainment, pleasure. She’s killing me, and I’m digging it. There’s a new rush in town! Yeah, I hunt down my highs, and now the chase is on. I’ll catch her soon enough, just, what’s the deal with her ex? BO With Ingela, sex is a dance. A slow tango where skin flows over skin. It is slick readiness, a quiet welcome. It’s smooth, warm, right, and all wrong. On and off. On and off. Again, she’s wrecked with grief. It’s a reminder of how I destroy her, how crushed relationships shouldn’t be revived. We’ve done this for years, now, but clearly we’re in for more.

goodreads


Excerpt

BO Sex is a dance with her. A slow tango where skin flows over skin. It is slick readiness, a quiet welcome. It’s smooth, warm, right, and all wrong. There’s no move she makes I don’t preempt. When it’s new, I follow. When I’m different, she forms to me. She was the ground I walked on. The air I worshipped. The first years together she was my everything. With Ingela, sex is love. It is guilt over not giving her what she’s worthy of. This girl. She deserves so much. And I? I don’t have it all. The way she looks at me. It’s knives sharpened and twisting in my gut because the extent of her love is beyond my capacity. I tell her again, for the seventh time in five years, what the answer always must be: “Ingela, I can’t. You are the best person I know. You deserve someone with the chops to love you hard and forever. I’m not that man.” Again, I’ve reduced her to this; her body, the one I just took to the skies in ecstasy, wrecks with grief. This is why tonight is the last time we break up. I hate myself. I have to accept that I can’t make her happy. It’s time I quit chickening out, quit running back to her over a bleak fling and whenever I need solace. To me, she’s comfort and familiarity. I’ll never stop loving Inga. But to her, I’m still everything.

About The Author

Sunniva 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,” estimated release date, November 2014. The first book I’m self-publishing is the New Adult Contemporary novel “Pandora Wild Child,” which will make 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! ;-)

Website | Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads| Pinterest | Instagram

Adrenaline full

 

love p
Advertisements

Blog Tour: Fighting Silence By: AlyMartinez

Sound is an abstract concept for most people. We spend our lives blocking out the static in order to focus on what we believe is important. But what if, when the clarity fades into silence, it’s the obscure background noise that you would give anything to hold on to? 

I’ve always been a fighter. With parents who barely managed to stay out of jail and two little brothers who narrowly avoided foster care, I became skilled at dodging the punches life threw at me. Growing up, I didn’t have anything I could call my own, but from the moment I met Eliza Reynolds, she was always mine. I became utterly addicted to her and the escape from reality we provided each other. Throughout the years, she had boyfriends and I had girlfriends, but there wasn’t a single night that I didn’t hear her voice.

You see, meeting the love of my life at age thirteen was never part of my plan. However, neither was gradually going deaf at the age of twenty-one.

They both happened anyway.

Now, I’m on the ropes during the toughest battles of my life.

Fighting for my career.

Fighting the impending silence.

Fighting for her.

Every night, just before falling asleep, she sighs as a final conscious breath leaves her.

I think that’s the sound I’ll miss the most.

Every once in a while there will be a book that not just makes you feel what the author is trying to portray but something deep inside will be awakened, and for me this happened with Fighting Silence.  It may have to do with the fact that one of my best friends is deaf and has been that way since I have known her, or maybe it was the fact that this book was so much more than just another fighter novel.  Whatever it was exactly I may never be able to put into words but what I can say is that it was one of the best reads of this year so far for me.
When we first meet Eliza and Till they were thirteen years old and you can tell from the beginning that they will be something special, not just to each other but individually as well.  Together they took care of each other and already started to become a family even if at the time neither knew it.  Both have loved each other for years, even if they never acknowledged it.
Till is losing his hearing, and one day he will go deaf, but while that doesn’t hold him back in most everything it does when it comes to Eliza.  It melted my heart the way he never wanted to lose the fantasy in his mind, and the way he was with her was so sweet.  He just really was a good guy and he deserved to be happy.  Eliza has loved Till since before he knew she existed, she wants him to be with her but she knows she needs to put her foot down and I was proud of her for that even though it hurt her to do so.

There is so much more to this book than Till’s disorder or his fighting.  There is friendship, sacrifice, family, protection, and last but not least there is the beauty of the love that is shared.  I have never read a book by this author before but I can guarantee that is going to change after reading this.  I want the next book so bad because I have a feeling it will be just as beautiful as Fighting Silence was.




Excerpt:
“That wasn’t yours to take away,” he exploded into the otherwise silent night. His words echoed off the surrounding buildings, each wave slicing me to the quick all over again. “That was our place. Not yours.” His voice cracked right alongside my heart.

“Yeah, well, there was a lot of stuff that wasn’t yours to take either.” I held his gaze, desperately trying to be strong, but as his eyes grew wide, I whimpered.

His long legs strode forward, stopping only inches away from me. He was crowding me, but he still leaned in closer to my face. “There is nothing in this world that was ever more mine than you,” he stated. Though it was the absolute truth, I wished with all my heart that it were a lie.

“Till,” I cried, swiping the tears from my eyes.

“Why!” he shouted, causing his muscles to tense under the force. “Goddamn it! I needed that place.”

Porch lights flashed on from the surrounding apartments, illuminating not only the dark but also my rage.

I shoved my hands into his chest. “What about what I needed? You left! I waited in that fucking apartment for weeks.”

He didn’t budge, but my bare feet slipped, sending me toward the ground. Impossibly fast, Till’s hand snaked out and caught my arm. I didn’t let his chivalrous gesture douse my fire. I had six months’ worth of words to say to the man I was irrevocably in love with.

“You took what you wanted. Then you left me.”

“Doodle,” he whispered.

I had been perilously close to the edge of insanity, and with one single word, he’d pushed me over.

I lost it completely.

Pounding my fists against his chest, I screamed at the top of my lungs, “It’s Eliza! My name is fucking Eliza! Not Doodle!” I spun to march away, but Till’s arms folded around me, lifting me off my feet to restrain me.

I was miniscule compared to him. There was no use in fighting, but I still kicked my legs, irrationally desperate to get away from him—but only because I knew I couldn’t keep him for forever.

“Stop it!” he growled into my ear. “I know your Goddamn name—probably better than I know my own.”

Born and raised in Savannah, Georgia, Aly Martinez is a stay-at-home mom to four crazy kids under the age of five, including a set of twins. Currently living in South Carolina, she passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a glass of wine at her side.

After some encouragement from her friends, Aly decided to add “Author” to her ever-growing list of job titles. Five books later, she shows no signs of slowing. So grab a glass of Chardonnay, or a bottle if you’re hanging out with Aly, and join her aboard the crazy train she calls life.

Website | Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads

a Rafflecopter giveaway

Blog Tour: Burnt By Bella Love-Wins


What happens when falling madly in love leads to murder?

Tara and Kevin have been best friends for as long as they can remember. When they begin to develop feelings for each other, their relationship is challenged by more than their internal struggle to hold onto the friendship.

Someone in their circle burns with rage when he learns that the girl he’s loved from afar has developed feelings for another. What begins as a perceived betrayal soon becomes deadly. How this predator chooses to deal with his jealousy will rock Tara and Kevin’s small town to the core.

As Tara and Kevin continue to nurture the wild flames of their blossoming relationship, a sadistic and virtually unstoppable force is determined to destroy them and their new found love by any means necessary.

PURCHASE LINKS

iTunes –  https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id963513024

EXCERPT
It was Saturday evening, and Tara was torn. She didn’t know if she could go out on their movie night and act like everything was normal. What bothered her even more was she really was jealous of Kevin and Amy going on a date, and she had no reason to feel that way. She finally picked up her cell phone and typed in a text message to Kevin.
Tara: Hey Kev, not feeling well. Just gonna stay home. Maybe next month.
She put her cell phone down and stared at it as if waiting for it to miraculously chime to confirm he had left a reply. After several minutes of sitting there and seeing no response, she turned on the television and unmuted it, then laid back and sprawled out on the couch. She was in lounge pants and a tank top, already dressed for bed. The time alone was good, although she was not looking forward to hearing about his date. She flipped through channels, until she came across a station that just read Breaking News. She turned it up, stopping on the channel.

“Another grizzly murder has taken place today. We’re reporting live on the corner of Broderick and Schaeffer Street, where the body of 23 year old Derek Jeffries was discovered in the woods two hours ago. He was reported missing forty-eight hours earlier. There are no suspects, as of yet. However, the police have asked the public to come forward if they witnessed anything. One eye witness has reported she saw a man with a red hoodie and the trim of a blue baseball cap coming out of the woods, just an hour before the body was discovered. The witness was not able to recall any other information about the identity of the possible suspect. Reporting live, this is Parker Jacobs.”
Tara turned off the television. She couldn’t believe there was another murder, and so soon. Their small town had rarely experienced any violent crimes in the twenty-two years she had grown up there. In fact, she couldn’t recall a time there was ever a killing. She heard the doorbell and got up to answer it. When she opened up the door, Kevin stood gawking at her. He looked her up and down.
“It doesn’t appear you are ready to go to the movies.”
“Didn’t you get the message? I’m not going. I sent you a text,” she replied, moving away from the door.
He stepped into the house.
“I got your message, but I didn’t think you were being serious. I know how much you want to go to this movie. It’s a romantic comedy…isn’t it?”
She heaved a sigh. “Yes, but…”
“You have no reason not to go.” Again he looked her up and down. “Other than the fact you’re dressed for bed. But you can fix that quickly. Come on, I want to take you out.”
Tara groaned, frustrated.
“Whatever,” she said. “Give me ten minutes.”
She hurried up the stairs and into her bedroom to look for something to wear. She finally settled on a simple University of Alaska t-shirt and a pair of jean shorts. She put some lipstick and mascara on, brushed her hair quickly, and headed back downstairs.
 “So how was your date yesterday?” she asked with some sarcasm.
Kevin laughed, turning to her before opening the front door. 
“Tell me the truth. It really bothered you, didn’t it?”
Tara was thrown by his question. She figured he’d leave well enough alone. She looked at him in mild disdain, rolling her eyes as she searched for an answer.
“It didn’t bother me. I just…” She paused, knowing she wasn’t telling him the truth. “Maybe it bothered me a little bit.” She hesitated. “But, just a little.”
He laughed. “I’ll take that.”
He waited on the porch for her to lock up, and put his arm over her shoulders as they headed to his car.
“Let’s just put it this way. After yesterday, I’m sure Amy knows where we stand.” He opened the door for her, and she met his eyes.
“How so?” she asked, smiling.
“It’s possible I might have mentioned your name a couple of times during the conversation.”
“A couple?”
“Five…six times max, but that’s all.”
She snickered, getting into the car. She felt relieved, but all the more curious to hear how it went.
***
Sitting in the theatre next to Tara, Kevin found it difficult to ignore his feelings for her. He regretted not telling her how he felt. It probably wasn’t a good idea to take her to a romantic comedy movie. As the couple made out on the big screen, he pictured them as the two in the starring roles. He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, and could see she was probably uncomfortable as well.
At one point, he could swear she groaned next to him. Kevin perked up, now more aware of his erection pressing against his zipper. He shifted his body in his chair, but nothing seemed to help. He reached his hand into the popcorn container, trying to take his mind off of it. That didn’t help. His hand grazed across Tara’s. He froze for a moment, and then allowed his fingers to slowly stroke hers. He was longing to touch her. He hoped she felt the same way.
His fingers traced hers up and down and when he looked over at her, their eyes met. The moment their eyes connected, Tara was torn from the trance. She pulled her hand out of the bucket and turned back to the movie screen. The moment was lost.
Kevin tried to turn back to the screen and watch what was going on, but the couple was now doing a lot more than kissing. He moaned as he saw their foreplay, knowing a sex scene was imminent. This was going to be too much to take. He just knew it. He shifted again in his seat, accidentally brushing her leg. His hand trailed down her bare leg and instead of quickly pulling away, he allowed it to linger. What was even more shocking was she didn’t try to move away.
As his hand slid back up her leg, he let his fingers slip past the seam of her shorts, gently grazing her thigh. Their eyes met and she made no attempt to stop him. He drifted up a tad more, feeling the silk of her panties and then falling back. His hand pulled out from under her shorts. His anxiety mounted, as did his excitement. They never looked away from each other. Kevin looked at her with shock and pleasure as she moved her hand toward him and cupped her hand on his jeans, right over his throbbing hardness. Kevin moaned, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. He opened his eyes to find her staring at him.  She appeared as lost in the moment as he was.

DREAM CAST
Kevin Crawford – Chris Hemsworth
Tara Matthews – Jennifer Lawrence
Jake Crawford – James McAvoy
Amy – Alice Eve


ABOUT Bella Love-Wins
Bella is a fairly new writer. She enjoys new adult and contemporary romance based on her deepest fantasies.
She is twenty-three years old and works by day as a communications analyst in a small firm. She lives north of Toronto and dreams of moving to the small town of Grimsby, Ontario one day. She loves pets and cannot wait to have a Shih Tzu as a practice kid.


Hosted By

Blog Tour: My Hero By Bella Love-Wins

Kate Samuel and billionaire Lieutenant Matt Lewis enjoyed a welcome escape from the criminals that want to see Kate dead.With their holiday cut short by more threats, Kate decides to face the music. Will she go again her billionaire boyfriend, and betray the one person who holds her dear to find her own peace of mind? Is Matt’s protection enough to save her? 

Find out by reading MY HERO, Book 4 of The Billionaire Salvation Series. 


Note: This is the conclusion of the four-part serial. Stay tuned for more standalone and serial stories featuring Matt and Kate.

Add To Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/24488794-my-hero


SERIES ORDER AND PURCHASE LINKS

Hero: (Free) http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00P8FU8UY

My Hero: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00S77IPBE

EXCERPT
There was so little noise outside, it was almost peaceful. No car horns. Barely any city traffic. No screaming people. Just the rustling of a slight winter breeze that wove its way around the tall buildings nearby. I closed my eyes and briefly took in the quiet. As great as it was sitting in the safety of Matt’s comforting warmth, it wasn’t long before my mind wandered back to George and Richard. They were out there somewhere.
“I’m going up to have a shower, okay?” I told Matt.
“Sure. You’re worried about them, aren’t you?”
“Yeah,” I answered. I pulled out of his embrace and stood up to go back inside.
“You go ahead,” he said. He looked at his watch. “I’ll wait until after dinner.”
I leaned down and kissed him, then went inside and up to my room. I heard the elevator chime just before I closed my door. It meant Matt would be busy, so I had some time. I took out the phone Matt gave me, and the piece of paper I had used to scribble down the phone number. I knew that eventually, Matt would find out what I was about to do. I looked at the two items in my hand, and briefly wondered how much of Matt’s trust I was about to strip away.
I thought that he’d just have to understand that I had no choice but to do this. I opened the text application of the phone and keyed in the number. I sent the simple text message.
This is Kate Samuel. What exactly do you want from me? Do you have George and Richard Wilkinson? If you do, please let them go.
I looked at the message and hesitated for a short time. I quickly hit the send button and hoped I wasn’t making things worse. There was no reply right away, so I tucked the phone and piece of paper into my purse and went to the next room to find some clothes to change into after my shower. I picked out a simple, two-piece cotton pajama pant set, and a sweater and jeans to wear the next day. I took the things back to my room and undressed in the room before going into the shower.

*********************

I left the bathroom and wore my towel to get dressed in the bedroom. Fuck, I thought as I walked into the room. I really fucked up now. Matt was standing beside the bed. My purse was open on the bed and the phone he gave me was in the hand he held up to me.
“Why did you take out the phone?” I asked as I towel-dried my hair. I was doing my best to be nonchalant.
“I came up here to call you down for dinner,” he said. “The phone was ringing, so I answered.”
“Why did you do that?” Inside, my stress was mounting. I was in deep shit.
“I just gave you the phone to use an hour ago, Kate. I thought it was one of my staff or my assistant. I wasn’t going to answer at first, but it kept ringing, so I did.”
“So who was it?” I asked, pretending to be innocent.
“You know who it was, Kate,” he did nothing to contain any of his disappointment or anger. “What have you done?”
“What did they say?” I could deal with his anger another time. If they took the time to call back, there was a chance we could bargain with them.
He could barely look at me.
“You just put us and your friends in more danger, Kate.” So much for diplomacy and mincing words.
Hero contempt.
“What do you mean?”
“The person on the other end said, ‘You can run but you can’t hide. You and your bitch are dead,’ then hung up and sent us a text with a picture of an amputated finger.”
I gasped in horror. “You don’t think it’s… ”
“I don’t know if they hurt your friends. I called Bateman. Get dressed. He’s on his way over. I requested that he send some officers to come and help my team keep watch.” He sat on the bed, exasperated.
“I…I’m sorry, Matt,” I admitted.
All my hope was deflated. And I felt brand new waves of guilt from my most recent transgression. I put on the sweater and jeans, knowing I would probably not be sleeping anytime soon. I sat beside him, hoping the proximity would help him understand why I did it.
“I thought I could help by trying…”
“You were wrong, Kate,” he said as he stood and began pacing the floor. “You didn’t help. You did exactly what you promised not to do only hours ago. Now they know where we are. And you’ve probably compromised whatever the police may have intended to do.”
Matt’s own phone rang and he ignored it the first time. When it rang again, he tilted it to see who was calling. It was his security team leader.  Detective Bateman was downstairs.

 DREAM CAST

Kate Samuel – Shailene woodley
Matt Lewis – Chris Hemsworth
Detective Bateman – Chris Evans
George Wilkinson – Bruce Greenwood
Richard Wilkinson – Karl Urban
Chad Bridges – Chris Pine

Joy Carrington – Scarlett Johansson

ABOUT Bella Love-Wins
Bella is a fairly new writer. She enjoys new adult and contemporary romance based on her deepest fantasies.
She is twenty-three years old and works by day as a communications analyst in a small firm. She lives north of Toronto and dreams of moving to the small town of Grimsby, Ontario one day. She loves pets and cannot wait to have a Shih Tzu as a practice kid.
GOODREADS: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/9836438.Bella_Love_Wins
HOSTED BY

Double Cover Reveal:Consolation & Conviction By: Corinne Michaels

Liam wasn’t supposed to be my happily ever after.
He wasn’t even on my radar.
He was my husband’s best friend—forbidden.
But my husband is dead and I’m alone. I ache for him and I reach for Liam.
One night with Liam changed everything. Now I have to decide if I truly love him or if he’s just the consolation prize.
Release Date: March 18th
✦ Pre Order on iBooks ➙ http://bit.ly/16nXT0k
✦ Add to your TBR here ➛ http://bit.ly/1wMUa4a

I fell in love with Liam only to be left shattered into a million pieces. Again. The idea of being without him cripples me but the reality is, he’s gone.
He doesn’t understand and I can’t make him.
If only he’d see the conviction behind my words—then Liam would still be here.

Release Date:  May 27th
✦ Pre Order on iBooks ➙  http://bit.ly/1AjLE0d
✦ Add to your TBR here ➛ http://bit.ly/1ISmhJ8

Blog Tour: Unexpected Fate By: Harper Sloan

Have you ever felt like you were living your life for a future that was predetermined? Like there was some bigger picture you just prayed you would someday see clearly? That picture has been crystal clear to me since I was old enough to recognize it for just what it was.
Or I should say recognize him for who he was.
I’ve loved Cohen Cage since I was a small child. He’s been my everything for the last twenty-two years. I’ve loved him through every girlfriend he’s ever brought home. Through his college years and then mine. I’ve loved him through two deployments. And ever since the day I told him how I felt, he’s acted like I’m a stranger.
My name is Danielle Reid, and it’s time for me to get my man.
Our future is an unexpected fate, and no matter what our parents, siblings, and friends say…it’s going to be worth every second of the fight to make it happen. 

If you haven’t read the Corps Security series first I highly suggest you do, not only so you get more of everyone’s histories but also because it is kick ass and has Cohen as a little boy. Believe me when I say you must see how he was when he was little to not only see how he has grown up but because he was so cute when he was younger. Okay now on to my review.
Oh man Cohen has grown up and he tops every alpha male that he grew up around ten times over. I just need a minute to mentally appreciate all that is Cohen Cage.  *sigh Cohen* I loved him as a little boy with his cape and dick piercing comments but I also loved him because you just knew that this little boy who quickly wrapped readers around his little fingers would turn into a man who we all hope that our sons will turn into when they grow up.  What I mean by that is a man who loves his family, protects his “girls” with everything he can, knows when he has something great in front of him and doesn’t take it for granted , an alpha who isn’t afraid to stand up for what he believes in and a man who loves his woman with his entire being.  We knew that there would be something special between Cohen and Dani from previous books but as I am typing this I am having trouble finding the words that would perfectly describe how special that connection with them is. It is just beautiful, and it is an unexpected fate.   

Just be warned that your heart will melt, you will cry at times, and you will want a Cohen of your own when you finish Unexpected Fate.  I laughed so hard at times, I would cry at others but the one consistent is that I could not put this book down, luckily my husband was home the day I read it because nothing but Cohen and Dani existed for me.  I was completely enthralled.  I loved how we got to see everyone from Corps Security and I will warn you not to be drinking when you read the prologue because Axel will have you laughing so hard that you can’t breathe.    Harper Sloan, you have made me fall totally and completely in love with all that is Cohen Cage and I am looking forward to the rest of the books in this series.
Excerpt
 “Dani-girl.”  His voice, that rich rumble of masculine excellence, washes over me and I shiver again before cursing under my breath.  The rumble of his low laughter tells me that he definitely didn’t miss that little move.
Kill me now.
“Hey, Coh,” I say with a smile.  “What brings you in?  Last minute, I might add.”  I pat the chair before walking around and holding the back while he sits down.
When his scent hits my nose, I almost come on the spot.  Lord, he smells good.  I wonder what he would smell like while his body covered mine, all sweaty from hours of good lovemaking.  I run my fingers through the longer lengths on the top and feel my cheeks heat slightly, thinking about doing the same when his face is buried between my legs.
“…needed a trim.”
Shit.  I missed what he said because, naturally, I was thinking about him naked.  Naked and thrusting into my body.  Naked and feasting between my spread thighs.
“You feeling okay?  I thought Nate said you were better?”
“Uh, I’m fine.  Just—is it hot in here?”  I fan my face and avoid his eyes.
He’s silent, so I take that as a sign that it’s safe to bring my attention back to him.
Big mistake there.  His knowing eyes are boring right into mine.  The chocolate depths sparkling in a way that makes it clear he has a good idea about where my mind was going.
“Did you hear what I said, Dani-girl?”
“Of course I did, Cohen.  What, did you think I was standing here daydreaming?” I joke.
“Well, yeah, that’s exactly what I think.”  His eyes darken and he smirks a devilish grin.  “Did you know you talk in your sleep, Dani?” he asks, and I drop my comb.
Oh, God.  Shut up, shut up, shut up.  This is not happening.  No way.
“No, I don’t,” I childishly snap.
“Dani, you do.  So, yeah, I do think you were standing there daydreaming.  Want to know why?”  He uses his booted foot to move his chair so that he’s facing me, and then he leans in so that his face is dangerously close to mine.  Even when he’s seated, his head is almost level with my own.  Curse my horizontally challenged self.  “While you were zoning off into space with your fingers running through my hair, you had this smile on your lips.  The same smile you had the other day when you were dreaming.  About me, Dani.  And don’t deny it, because you don’t moan my name if you’re dreaming about another man.  Yes, Dani, you very much do talk in your sleep.”  He smiles again before leaning back and looking down to his phone.  “Clean up my neck please, cut the length off the top, and give me a buzz on the sides.  Other than that, you’re clear to continue with your thoughts.”
I must have been standing there like an idiot because he looks up from his phone, laughs to himself, and, with one tan hand, reaches out and pushes my mouth closed.
“You’re going to catch flies that way, Dani-girl.  One day, maybe you can clue me in on what those dreams are about.”
Drives me insane, the control he has over me.  There isn’t a single person in the world, other than Cohen, who can turn me into a ridiculously stupid, sputtering fool.  My normal confidence disappears.  And clearly, he isn’t as oblivious to my feelings as I originally thought.
How in the hell am I supposed to handle this?
Wait a minute.  Cohen or not, I’m not going to let him pull my strings when I know he is just doing this to make me feel uncomfortable.
So, time to call his bluff.
“Why?  You planning on doing something about it?”
He looks up sharply, clearly not having expected me to actually say something in return since he was going for shock value.
“Try me,” he demands, his voice thick and even deeper than normal.
I throw my head back and reach out to run my fingers thought his hair again, just barely suppressing the shivers.  Curling my fingers slightly so that I can grab a good hold, I lean in and pull his head back at the same time.  With my nose just a hair away from his and our breaths mingling together, I say, “Cohen, you couldn’t handle the truth of my thoughts when it comes to you and we both know it.  So how about you let me know when you’re ready for me to clue you in.”  I give his hair a light tug and smile when he swallows loudly and shifts in his seat.  “Ready for that trim?” I ask with a wink, and I’m rewarded with his groan.
I have no idea how I do it, but I manage to get through his cut without coming unglued.  I can see Lyn trying to get my attention from across the room.  Stella had to leave after she overheard my words to Cohen because her giggles were getting the best of her.  Cohen has remained silent the whole time.  His eyes though…  They’re speaking louder than his words ever could.
They haven’t left my reflection in the mirror since I started.  I can feel them every time I shift.  When I stopped to go grab another comb after I dropped my fourth one, I felt his gaze follow me across the room to Stella’s station.  The few times I stopped cutting to meet his eyes, the heated promise written all over his face almost did me in.  I almost just said ‘fuck it’ and climbed on his lap to have a go regardless of the people watching our every move.
I finish the last buzz of my clippers around his right ear and move to brush all the stray hair off.  “All done,” I say softly and unclip his cape.
He stands, shoving his phone in the back pocket of his jeans, and walks over to stand in front of me.  I continue to pretend I’m busy with the cape I just removed, brushing stray hairs off here and there, when his hand comes up, his finger and thumb hitting my chin, and my face is lifted until I have no choice but to look in his eyes.
“Do not tease me, Dani.  It’s not a game you want to play if you don’t intend to follow through.”
“I-I wasn’t… I wouldn’t,” I stammer.
“You did, and I have no doubt you’ll have the brilliant idea to do it again.  The next time you allude to those dirty thoughts I know you have about me, don’t think for a second that I won’t drag you to the closest bed to show you just how fucking dirty they’ll get.”  He leans close, his scent hitting my nostrils, and I involuntarily inhale deeply, earning me a rumbled chuckle.  “What you don’t know, Dani—because contrary to what you think, you don’t know me well enough to assume what having me would really be like.  But I promise you this: every little thought that you have had that causes you to moan my name while scissoring those perfect legs back and forth, praying for completion—it would be so much hotter than you could ever imagine.”  He gives me a soft, sweet kiss against my temple that has fire racing from that spot all over my body until it ends in the awareness that I’m pretty sure I just came in my pants.
Prologue
“Axel Reid, don’t you dare!”  my mom exclaims. Then she yelps when my daddy charges through the front door.
“Don’t I dare what, Princess?  No way thatboy is going near my girl.  Look at him!  He looks like he can’t wait to creep on my daughter!”
“Well, there is no need to scare him to death!” she mocks.
My cheeks heat instantly when I see Dane start backing away from the porch.  My hopes of being able to actually go to my senior prom are starting to go up in flames.
Poof.
Just like that.
Not that I should be surprised about it.  Mom did her best to calm Daddy down, but we should have known better.  He took one look at me and stormed over, only to return ten minutes later looking like he does now.
So embarrassing.
“You need to stop this nonsense right now, you big lug, or you’ll be sleeping on the couch,” Mom fumes.
“Like hell I will, woman!” Daddy roars at my mom.
I watch her face get sharp.  He stops long enough to sling one of—that’s right, ONE of—the rifles he’s carrying over his shoulder, where it lands next to the other one he already has over his other shoulder.
Only my mom would be brave enough to deal with him when he’s in “Protect Dani from everything with a penis” mode.  He looks absolutely ridiculous.  He has two hunting rifles now hanging by their leather straps over each shoulder.  He has two handguns strapped to each thick thigh, two on each side of his belt, and various knives along the way.  His shirt, which he thinks is hilarious to wear when I attempt to go out on a date, says I kill things…and eat them.  I know it’s a hunting shirt—for animals, not teenage boys—but Dane doesn’t.
Mom moves in front of him, standing in the front doorway and blocking his path, where Dane is still slowly retreating.  She’s been dealing with this way before they even had me.  He’s…protective.  I guess that’s the nicest way to put it.  Well, she calls him protective.  However, I call it possessive, overbearing, controlling, demanding, and jerky.
“This is her senior prom, Ax.  You wouldn’t let her go last year.” She pauses when he grunts. “And I’m sorry, but you won’t be stopping her this year.  She has a right to experience this.  And Dane is a nice boy.  Right, Dane?” she yells over her shoulder.
“Uhh…” he stammers, causing my daddy to grunt some more.
“The boy doesn’t even know how to talk, Izzy.  I bet he will be nothing but handsy and think with his little pecker.  Nope.  No way.  Not near my baby girl.”
Oh.  My.  God.  I wish I could just fall into a hole right now.  I try to see over my parents to find out if Dane heard that, but with Daddy basically being a giant, that’s not happening.
“You did not just say that!” I yell at his back.
Daddy turns around, his movements awkward with how many weapons he has strapped to his body.  His green eyes, so like my own, slant and harden.  He looks down at my dress for the thousandth time since I came downstairs and doesn’t even bother hiding his displeasure that it’s showing too much of my body.  Even if it is about as tasteful as it gets.
My strapless, red dress has a sweetheart neckline, and everything he calls my “girly bits” is covered.   There isn’t really any cleavage.  Well, okay, there is some, but surely with my lack of being busty, you couldn’t even call what is showing “cleavage.”  His first problem was with how much of my legs was showing.  Then I made the mistake of turning around without my wrap on.  That’s when he saw that the dress was completely backless to my bra line.  Well, what it would be if I had been wearing one.  Which is clearly when he lost his mind.
“You look just like your mother did that night twenty years ago when we finally came back to each other.  Right down to those strappy shoe things. And I guarantee you, Danielle Reid, any teenage boy who doesn’t bat for the other team will be thinking thoughts I’ll cut his dick off for.  No.  You aren’t going with that boy, and that’s final.”
I harden my eyes, and his narrow even further.
I put my hands on my hips, and he squares his shoulders, his rifles clinking together.
I raise one brow, and he mirrors the action.
“Daddy.”
“Dani.”
“I’ll cry.”
“No, you won’t.  You have more balls than that.”
“Want to bet?”  I attempt to muster up some tears, knowing that he won’t be able to handle them, but before I can force the first one out, my brother jumps into my line of sight and blocks our standoff.
“Yo, Dane!  You just run along now.  Dani is unfortunately feeling a little under the weather.  Ebola. Or the flu. I don’t know.  It’s really ugly and you probably don’t want to be around this.  The boils—they could pop at any moment.”
“You did not just do that,” I heatedly whisper, fuming at his nerve.
Nate turns and smirks at me. “Oh I just did.”
“I can’t believe you two!”  I spin to look at the one person who can help me.   “Mom, seriously?”
Her expression softens, and she just shakes her head.  “I’m sorry, Dani.  I tried.”
“You two,” I start, pointing between my older brother and father.  “You just can’t leave it alone?  I’ll be eighteen in a few months.  What are you jerks going to do then?”
“You’re not dating, Danielle.  Not ever.”
“Oh yeah, Daddy?  And how realistic is that crap?”
“Watch your mouth, little princess.”
“Mom?”
“I’m so sorry, Dani.”  She walks over and wraps me in her small arms.
I could probably really cry now a lot easier than when I was trying to fake it, but I’ve never been one of those girls who weep constantly.  It would be easier to just go upstairs, take off the dress mom and I spent hours looking for, scrub off the light makeup she helped me apply, and pretend this night didn’t happen.

***
An hour later, I’m sitting in my bedroom, still wearing my perfect dress.  My makeup is still done and my hair is still flowing in long waves.  And I’m no less mad at the men in my life than I was earlier.  I’ve considered climbing out my window.  I’ve considered asking my best friends, Lyn and Lila, to come help me escape.  But what would be the point?  Rambo-Dad already scared away my date, the only boy left in school who had been willing to ask me even though his friends had warned him about my father.
I lie down on my bed and stare up at the ceiling.  Maybe I should go away for college.  I planned on living at home while I attended Georgia Tech, but there is no way I can deal with this stuff any longer.  If my father had things his way, I would be shipped off to become a nun.  Or he would buy an island and make it an all-girls cult.
“Uhggggg!” I yell to the empty room.
“Seriously, Dani-girl, things can’t be that bad.”
I jump up when I hear the deep, gravelly, insanely sexy voice coming from my bedroom door.  That voice.  My lord.  The things it alone does to me should be classified as illegal.
My hair slaps me in the face, a good handful landing in my open mouth, and I hastily pull it out before I turn to where he is standing.
My lord, he’s beautiful.  He’s always been.  My heart speeds up when I take in his smirking face and the mischief dancing in his brown eyes.
“Cat got your tongue?”
I shake my head.
“Speechless?”
I shake it again.
“Do you really have some flesh-eating, boil-slash-Ebola-like sickness?” he laughs.
I narrow my eyes at him, and his rich laughter booms through the room.
“I’m just kidding, Dani-girl.  Come on. Get yourself ready and let’s go rock this prom.”
My jaw drops again.  “What?” 
For the first time, I notice that he’s dressed in a perfectly tailored tux.  My eyes travel down his tall form to his shining, black dress shoes.  On the way back up, my eyes hit the corsage spinning around his finger before I look back up into those gorgeous eyes.
“Let’s go, beautiful.”
“Does Daddy know you’re here?” I ask, not moving from my spot.
He sighs, steps into my room, and walks over.  His cologne, Gucci Black, wraps around me.  He’s worn the same scent for years.  I perversely sniff it every time I hit the mall with Lyn and Lila.  That scent—it’s my undoing.
He grabs one of my hands and gives my knuckles a kiss before placing the corsage around my wrist.  He gives my hand a squeeze before letting go.  Placing his strong hands on my shoulders, he presses down until I’m seated on my bed.  Kneeling before me, he takes my feet one by one and fastens the straps of my black heels before standing and grabbing my hands, again, to pull me to my feet.
The whole time, I act like a freak and just gape at him.
What in the hell is going on?
“Ready?” he asks.
“Uhhh…”
“Right. You’re ready,” he laughs, grabs my hand, and pulls me through the house, down the stairs, and into the entryway of the house, where my parents are waiting.
Mom has her camera ready, forcing us to take some pictures, for all of which I’m sure I’m just standing there in a daze.  I think I smiled in them, but I was too busy trying to figure out what the hell is going on.  Daddy smiles big and triumphantly the whole time, like he’s won some battle here.
“Oh, good.  You got here,” Nate mumbles through a sandwich he’s stuffing down his throat.
I shake out of my stunned stupor and look over at him.  “You did this?”  I ask with disbelief.
“Well, duh.  Can’t have my little sister miss her prom because of some boils.  Plus, I knew this guy,” he says, pointing at our father, “wouldn’t mind him.”  He takes another bite before he looks over my shoulder.  “And I know he isn’t going to try to pet the cat.”
“Nathaniel Gregory!” Mom gasps.
“What?  Why do you think Dad acts like he does?  Just because I’m willing to say the words doesn’t mean you have to freak out.”
I look over at my mom, who has turned bright red.
Daddy laughs at her embarrassment and pulls her into his arms.  “Are you sure we didn’t drop that one a few times as a baby?”
She slaps his hard stomach and shakes her head. “You look beautiful, honey.  Have fun, okay?”
I smile at her and move my eyes to Daddy to judge his mood.
He just smiles at me. “I trust him.  He won’t let any of those pimple-faced, prepubescent boys touch a beautiful hair on your head.  Have fun, sweetheart.”
I walk over and give them both a hug, standing up on my toes as far as a can to whisper my gratitude in his ear.  He’s annoying, overprotective, and possessive of his girls, but I love him and I know he comes from a good place.
“Uh, excuse me?  Do I not get any little-sister love here?  I’m the one running this show, you know?”
“You’re such a dork, Nate,” I laugh and give him a hug before turning back to my date.
He’s standing by the door, talking in low tones to my daddy.  I can’t hear him, but he’s still smiling, so I’m guessing there isn’t any talk about dismemberment going on.  He looks over, his smile deepening and the lines around his eyes crinkling.  Something moves behind his eyes that darkens them slightly, but he looks back over at Daddy, finishing up their conversation.
“Ready, Dani-girl?” he asks a few minutes later, making my heart speed up again.
Holy.  Crap.
“Yeah. I’m ready.”  Or at least as ready as I’ll ever be.
**
That night, while dancing to Brett Young’s “Kiss by Kiss,” I knew I would never be the same.  I could feel the jealous waves coming off every female in the room as he held me in his arms.  Of course, I had a man and not a boy as my date.  Five years older than I am and very obviously not a teenager.
Being held in his arms was a dream come true.  His scent invaded my lungs with every inhale.  His eyes twinkled as his smile held me hostage.  I knew I would never love a man as much as I love him.
Yeah.  That was the night I confirmed what I had always known.  What I had always felt.
Cohen Cage owned my heart and I never wanted it back.

Harper lives in small town Georgia just a short drive from her hometown of Peachtree City. She (and her 3 daughters) enjoy ruling the house they dubbed ‘Estrogen Ocean’, much to her husband’s chagrin. Harper has a borderline unhealthy obsession with books; you can almost ALWAYS find her with her eReader attached. She enjoys bad reality TV and cheesy romantic flicks. Her favorite kind of hero–the super alpha kind!
Harper started using writing as a way to unwind when the house went to sleep at night; and with a house full of crazy it was the perfect way to just relax. It didn’t take long before a head full of very demanding alphas would stop at nothing to have their story told.

Blog Tour: A Restored Man By: Jamie Reese

Cole Renzo thinks his greatest challenge is to behave for the remainder of his term at Halfway House. Until he meets his new boss, Ty Calloway, a man who ticks off every box on Cole’s list of interests.

A sought-after restorer and customizer of exotic and collectible cars, Ty had enough confidence to command what he wanted in life, until one fateful night changed everything. Almost two years later, he’s slowly rebuilding his life with great control. He’s defied the odds and works tirelessly to be the man he once was—but he still feels broken.

Cole’s candor and unfiltered personality awaken Ty’s barely-remembered desire to greet each new day with a smile, while Ty’s unwavering acceptance of Cole’s quirks and brash humor makes Cole feel as if he fits in for the first time in far too long. When a nemesis threatens Ty’s personal restoration and the things he holds dear, Cole is determined to protect their relationship, even if that means sacrificing everything he’s worked so hard to achieve.

But Ty will have to let his guard down, surrender control, and admit he needs Cole first, even if that puts himself at risk of breaking beyond repair.

Let me firs start of by saying that while A Restored Man can be read as a standalone, I personally feel that you should read the first two books in the series just so you have more of a background on some of the characters.  And, well because all of the books are really good and had me wanting more after I finished each one.
In A Restored Man we have Cole, who is on parole for auto theft and Ty, is the owner of the car restoration and customization shop that Cole gets a job at.  Yep a car thief is working at an auto shop, but Cole has a love of cars that goes beyond boosting them. His mind goes a mile a minute but when he works on a car it just gives him a peace and almost centers him in a way.  Cole can be annoying but he never tries to hurt anyone but sometimes because his brain to mouth filter is permanently set on off it happens.  Ty was injured in a car accident and ever since he has shut himself down in a way.  He doesn’t design customs any more, he stays to himself and those who love him or know him miss the old Ty.  When Cole and Ty begin to work together, it moves forward from boss/employee to being together but it isn’t something that happens quickly.  They complete each other in ways that are beautiful in my mind.  I will admit Cole and Ty are now my favorites so far in this series.

This entire series is about the men who are paroled into a halfway house, these men are not evil violent criminals, but just wanting to be able to start their lives over.  This is also a m/m series but it’s not  sex filled like you would think.  Is there sex?  Yes but it almost in a way takes the back seat to the real story going on, the men finding love and a new beginning.  Jamie Reese has me hooked and I hope that the next book releases very soon.

li {display:inline;} a.buttonlist {color:rgb(255,255,255);} .buttonlist { -moz-box-shadow:inset 0px 1px 0px 0px #ffffff; !important -webkit-box-shadow:inset 0px 1px 0px 0px #ffffff; box-shadow:inset 0px 1px 0px 0px #ffffff; background:-webkit-gradient( linear, left top, left bottom, color-stop(0.05, #f0c895), color-stop(1, #a8814d) ); background:-moz-linear-gradient( center top, #f0c895 5%, #a8814d 100% ); filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.gradient(startColorstr=’#f0c895′, endColorstr=’#a8814d’); background-color:#f0c895; -webkit-border-top-left-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius-topleft:20px; border-top-left-radius:20px; -webkit-border-top-right-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius-topright:20px; border-top-right-radius:20px; -webkit-border-bottom-right-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright:20px; border-bottom-right-radius:20px; -webkit-border-bottom-left-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft:20px; border-bottom-left-radius:20px; text-indent:0; border:1px solid #f0c895; display:inline-block; color:#ffffff; font-family:Georgia; font-size:15px; font-weight:bold; font-style:normal; height:50px; line-height:50px; width:100px; text-decoration:none; text-align:center; text-shadow:1px 1px 0px #000000;} .buttonlist:hover { background:-webkit-gradient( linear, left top, left bottom, color-stop(0.05, #a8814d), color-stop(1, #f0c895) ); background:-moz-linear-gradient( center top, #a8814d 5%, #f0c895 100% ); filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.gradient(startColorstr=’#a8814d’, endColorstr=’#f0c895′); background-color:#a8814d;} .buttonlist:active { position:relative; top:1px;} div#centralbuttons { width: auto; text-align: center; } ul#storebuttons {padding: 0.5em;}

“I thought those were the service bays,” Cole said, thumbing over his shoulder.
“They’re for the traditional shop work my techs do on a daily basis. These are myservice calls. Side project I’m doing and there’s no money in it for the guys so I don’t really want to burden them. I figured we could work on them and, in between, we could tinker with the Yenko if you want or wrap up the last few details on the Drayton rig. I worked on most of it over the weekend but there are still a few things to finish up.”
Cole stopped walking. “You’d let me work on the Yenko with you?”
Ty nodded. “Sure, why not. I’ve seen how picky you are with your work.”
“So it’s my reward for helping you with your service calls?”
Ty chuckled. “Do you do tricks too?”
Cole raised an eyebrow and half smiled. “Oh, I’ve got a lot of tricks I can show you.” He smiled at the rush of color to Ty’s cheeks, loving the way Ty always reacted to his teasing.
“You do realize you’re an HR nightmare,” Ty said, looking at Cole with that glimmer in his eye.
Cole’s pulse raced. “HR?”
“Human Resources. Sexual harassment, all that,” Ty said, trying to look serious and indifferent, but failing miserably.
Cole belly-laughed so loud it echoed in the shop. He then stilled, straightened his shoulders, and mocked a serious tone. “I could, of course, be completely professional and proper with you, Mr. Calloway, if that is your preference,” he said, mimicking Matt’s formal tone.
Ty turned to face him, the mock seriousness transitioning into something more genuine. “And I, of course,” he said, reciprocating Cole’s tone, “would be deeply disappointed.”
He looked up into those brown eyes and smiled. “My army of superheroes and I would be as well.” He bit back a smile and bowed.
Ty’s low rumble-laugh shot straight to Cole’s dick.
Cole straightened. “Admit it, you like me.”
Ty raised his hand and put his thumb and index fingertips together with only a sliver of a gap between them. “Maybe a little bit.”
Cole looked at Ty’s fingers then glanced back at him with a huge grin on his face. “It’s a start,” he said before walking off to the two cars parked in the bay.
Add to Goodreads
Amazon
Amazon CA
Amazon UK
Amazon AU
B&N
iTunes
ARe

Add to Goodreads
Amazon
Amazon CA
Amazon UK
Amazon AU
B&N
iTunes

Jaime Reese is the alter ego of an artist who loves the creative process of writing, just not about herself. Fiction is far more interesting. She has a weakness for broken, misunderstood heroes and feels everyone deserves a chance at love and life. An avid fan of a happy ending, she believes those endings acquired with a little difficulty are more cherished.

HOSTED BY:

Promo Tour: Consensual Series By Livia Jamerlan


Book One – Consensual

Braelynn Wolf is focused on two things: work and law school. 
That is how she survives. 
That is how she’ll make a difference.
Until she meets HIM. 
Peyton Haas is sexy, dangerous, and forbidden. The defense attorney on Braelynn’s first legal case is the only man who can cloud her judgment. Unable to stay away, she finds herself lying to everyone around her so she can spend time with the man who makes her feel things she never felt before—things she never dreamed possible.
With the legal case hanging on a thread, can Braelynn ignore the relationship she has built with Peyton? 
Or will she succumb to the man who has the power to throw away her future?

Add to Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/21846630-consensual

Consensual Purchase Links
Barnes & Noble:  http://bit.ly/1rKiQai




••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••
Book Two – Coherent


A tragic past. A forgotten week. A broken heart.
When Braelynn wakes up in a hospital bed with a week of her life missing, she turns to the darkness that she didn’t know she craved.
Lost and confused she’s left empty.
Addiction. Fear. A broken soul.
Peyton Haas is self–assertive, determined to get what he wants, and for the first time in his life—in love.But is he willing to face the demons that haunt Braelynn?
Their love was like no other—steamy, heart–stopping… Beautiful.
It was the first time the either of them had let someone in. But one week was all it took to change their lives forever
Will their love be enough to keep them together?




Coherent Purchase Links

Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/ZX1pMx

••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

Book Three – Contingent
COMING SOON – RELEASE MARCH 2015

Contingent_Front

Braelynn and Peyton are finally headed down a path without torment—until he allows someone else to come between them.
With the remnants of her broken heart scattered, Braelynn begins to piece herself back together, piece by ragged piece.

Peyton has dark secrets of his own. Secrets that leave him no choice but to walk away from the only woman he’s ever loved.
But his desire for Braelynn has him fighting between what he wants, and what he needs to do to keep her safe.
Love can only withstand so much. The connection between Braelynn and Peyton has been tested before—could this be their breaking point?

Add to Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/23588687-contingent

EXCERPT

She lay naked on the white linen sheet, her golden blonde hair fanned out across her pillow. She had been my all, the one to come into my life, cause havoc, and claim my heart. She had been my everything. My greatest desire. The fuel that pumped through my veins.

The sun beamed down on her skin, glistening on her flawless fair body. Almost flawless anyway.

The marks from our recent times in the playroom were still visible, her wrists that were tucked under her chin revealing a crimson burn from her pulling on the restraints. Her plump breast scarred from the lashes of the flogger, and her upper thighs holding the same marks as her breast.

I was terrified at the pain I had caused her, but horrified that I wanted to cause more.

Braelynn had repeated over and over that she loved the marks and the pleasures they gave her. Since she had rejected my proposal, I began to feel that she was slipping away. The grasp I had over her was fading and my need for her had been replaced with rage and want. I needed to punish her for saying no, whip her flesh when I felt her slipping out of my hands. Though I was sickened once we were done, massaging the welts kissing them with my love, I reveled in her moans and her screams of pleasure made me hungry for more.

She had turned me into the monster I now was. Possessive, demanding, and hungrier for her than I had ever been. Her arousal when I slid deep inside her had me on the brink of losing myself. The way she came around me, choking my cock … it was indescribable. But when she bowed her head, her blonde hair covering her face as she submitted to me, that had my inner Dom crawling out of my body, wanting to take full reign over hers.

And I did.

For the past six weeks she’d spent every night with me, letting me have full possession of her weak body. But the nagging voice in my head kept saying that our time was limited.

“You’re doing it again,” she whispered, her voice filled with exhaustion. Her eyes peered open when she spoke.

I leaned forward, kissing the tip of her nose. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I lied.

“Yes, you do. You’re thinking so loud I can hear it in my sleep.”

“Lynn—”

“Stop it!” Her eyes flashed open, and a sea of green and brown specks pierced me. “You aren’t hurting me.”

I shook my head, completely disagreeing with her. “Look at the bruises on your skin.” I traced my hand over her soft breast.

“I have a safe word and I have yet to use it.” She pulled the cover over her blemished flesh and turned on her side.

She hadn’t used it yet…

But would she?

Teaser 2-2

••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

    About Livia Jamerlan

y-B47c__

Livia Jamerlan is the author of Divided. She is also a hopeless romantic who is always looking for her next love story to pop in her head. Though Livia kept a journal throughout her early life, she never thought about pursuing a career in writing. She always used it as form of therapy, pouring her heart out into words. It wasn’t until a story developed in her head that she decided maybe she could write a book. At first it was just an escape from reality, but now she uses it as a power to put all her feelings, hopes, and fears on paper. Deciding it was time to tell her story, she began to write. With each passing day the story grew, characters were formed, and what seemed like a hobby at first has now become a passion for Livia.


She is a New Jersey Native who loves spending time with her husband and two dogs Buddy and Daisy. When she is not writing or hiding behind her Kindle, you can find her with outside, gardening, at a local shopping center enjoying some retail therapy, or enjoy a pepperoni pizza

Facebook / Goodreads / Website / Twitter

.
••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••


a Rafflecopter giveaway//widget-prime.rafflecopter.com/launch.js

Blog Tour: Pink Shades Of Words Anthology

unnamed (4)

About the Courage Anthology Charity
All proceeds from sales will benefit the Avon Walk for Breast Cancer via the Fifty Shades of Pink team.
FIFTY SHADES OF PINK team is made up of a group of girlfriends who raise funds annually to participate in the Avon 2 Day Breast Cancer Walk in Santa Barbara, CA.
For one weekend in September, we wake up before the crack of dawn, dress in as much Pink as humanly possible and prepare to walk for 39.9 miles.
We suffer and laugh through:
Torn muscles which require surgery
Blisters that are almost covering your entire foot and body parts you never realize you could get a blister on (ButtCrackGate 2013)
Passing out in the triage medical unit
Sleeping in a tent on the grass
Taking the best mobile showers EVER
Limping like old ladies
Cursing at the curbs to get onto the sidewalk (Walk 39 miles and you will be cursing at them too).
We do this all in the hopes that no other Mother, Sister, Aunt or Friend will have to deal with Breast Cancer.
***Money raised from the anthology will go towards the 2015 Avon Walk***

Titles Included in the Anthology

Shanghai Wind from Chloe T. BarlowWhen You Want from Ruth CardelloAlpha Love from Gretchen de la OMr. Online from Jennifer FoorKindred from Angela Graham & S.E. HallRelinquished from K.A. HunterInsatiable Hunger from Jade C. JamisonWill You Be My Valentine? from Jade C. JamisonDry Spell from Vi KeelandBreak Down Here from Shayne McClendonThe Auction fromJ.B. McGeeFrozen Fantasy from Nicole Andrews MooreRoses are Red from Liv MorrisCricket fromTess OliverThe Fantasy from Julie A. RichmanTeasing Destiny from Melanie ShawnUndoing You from Jessica SorensenAlways On My Mind from Hilary Storm

I was given CricketBy Tess Oliver and Break Down Here By Shayne McClendon to review for this anthology and while I was just given these two novellas, I will be buying this not only because it is for a good cause but because I want to read all of these novellas.  Since these are novellas these reviews will be short and sweet.
First let me review Cricketwhich was my favorite of the two I read.  I love a friends to lovers theme, and add in when the hero is the brother of the heroine’s best friend it just makes it so much better.  This is a cute and sexy quick read about moving from friends to lovers and finding out all along they were meant to be.  And I loved the nickname Cricket, it was cute that he gave it to her years before and he still calls her that to this day. Overall this was a sweet read that left me smiling and wishing for more.
Break Down Heredeals with a little bit darker of a subject, abuse and rape.  The heroine is running from the man who has abused and raped her when her car gets stuck in a ditch.  The hero is a police officer and stops to help her.  When he finds out her past he wants to protect her and does just that.  He knows that she has lived through hell but he takes his time, hoping she will fall in love with him like he has her.  This one was a more emotional and harder read because of the subject matter but it was still very good.  I loved how he not only protected her and allowed her to heal but at the same time gave her the strength she needed to confront her abuser.  I would love to explore this author more as this is the first story I have read from her and I enjoyed it a lot. 

ab177-buy2blinks

AMAZON * AMAZON UK

9d0d2-about2bthe2bauthor
Shanghai Wind by Chloe Barlow
Chloe is a contemporary romance novelist living in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania with her husband and their sweet dog. She is a native Washingtonian that graduated Duke University with a degree in English and Chinese language. She met her husband at Duke and he brought her to Pittsburgh over a decade ago, which she has loved ever since and made her adopted hometown. She also attended the University of Pittsburgh Law School where she continued to be a book-loving nerd.

Chloe has always loved writing and cherishes the opportunity to craft her fictional novels and share them with the world. When Chloe isn’t writing, she spends her time exploring Pittsburgh with her husband and friends. She also enjoys yoga, jogging, and all Pittsburgh sports, as well as her Duke Blue Devils.


She also thoroughly enjoys every opportunity to communicate with her readers. Since the release of her debut novel, Three Rivers, she has enjoyed the honor of meeting and talking with numerous fans, and looks forward to getting to know many more.


When You Want by Ruth Cardello

Ruth Cardello was born the youngest of 11 children in a small city in northern Rhode Island. She spent her young adult years moving as far away as she could from her large extended family. She lived in Boston, Paris, Orlando, New York–then came full circle and moved back to Rhode Island. She now happily lives one town over from the one she was born in. For her, family trumped the warmer weather and international scene. 

She was an educator for 20 years, the last 11 as a kindergarten teacher. When her school district began cutting jobs, Ruth turned a serious eye toward her second love- writing and has never been happier. When she’s not writing, you can find her chasing her children around her small farm, riding her horses, or connecting with her readers online.

Her third book in the Andrade Series, Maximum Risk is now available for pre-order!


Facebook

Alpha Love by Gretchen de la O

By day Gretchen teaches computers, by night she dons the cloak of motherhood, wifehood, and authorship. She is making her way through self-publishing and is truly learning to let go with every curve and bump in the creative process. She enjoys writing about first loves and first times, in the first person. She is a firm believer that anything is possible if you set your mind to it; and what you expect out of life, always finds a way of showing up.

Gretchen happily lives in Northern California with her amazing husband, their three terrific boys, her talented mother, one goofy black lab, two crazy kitties, and seven happy chickens. Even though it sounds like it, she doesn’t live on a farm.

The Wilson Mooney Series is Gretchen’s 3 book complete series about a forbidden student/teacher romance. The series is a New Adult Romance. Pick it up today!


Facebook

Mr. Online by Jennifer Foor

Jennifer Foor – Author of the Best Selling Mitchell Family Series, The Kin Series, The Bankshot Series, The Twisted Twin Series, Diary of a Male Maid, Hope’s Chance and Love’s Suicide.
Kindred by Angela Graham & S.E. Hall

New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author.

Angela knew she found her calling in the world of fiction the moment she began pounding away at the keys for her first short story in 2012. With a baby on her shoulder, she wrote for about a year before deciding to try her hand at an actual novel. It was the best decision she ever made and since then she continues to bring characters to life in her free time snuck away from her first role as mother to her three young children.

S.E.Hall is the author of the Amazon Best Selling Evolve Series: Emerge, Embrace, Entangled(novella)and Entice as well as the best selling stand-alone NA Romance, Pretty Instinct. She also co-wrote Stirred Up, Packaged and Handled, stand-alone erotic quickies with her CP and friend, Author Angela Graham and Conspire, a romantic suspense with friend and author Erin Noelle. 

S.E. Hall is honored to be a part of the USA Today and NYT Best Selling Devour box set.

She resides in Arkansas with her husband of 18 years and 3 beautiful daughters of the home.

Relinquished by K.A. Hunter

Kimi grew up in the San Gabriel Valley (mostly Alhambra) and still lives in Southern California. She’s been married to her high-school sweetheart and prom date for over 22 years and they have two hilarious boys.

When she’s not reading or writing, Kimi spends her time in the kitchen trying to come up with vegan meals that don’t taste like cardboard. Her family might disagree with this however.

Volunteering is extremely important to her and her family. Together, they work with several local non-profit organizations. A portion of her sales will always go to charity.

Books 1-3 in the Intertwined Hearts series, are available now and book 4, Grafted Vines (Dani & Zachary’s story) is anticipated to release in early 2015. 

*** UPDATE BY AUTHOR…I have some EXCITING news. I decided to write a new novel under the pen name, K.A. Hunter (will add links when they become available). I’m not hiding behind the name but this novel, and others that will follow, is more raw and definitely grittier than my Intertwined Hearts series. The first 4 chapters have been written into a short story that will appear in an anthology in February 2015 and I anticipate publishing the full novel around July 2015. Those that have read it confirm that it’s nothing like what I’ve written before and they were blown away. Can’t even tell you how happy that makes me 😀


Insatiable Hunger & Will You Be My Valentine (Two Stories) by Jade C. Jamison

For years, Jade C. Jamison tried really hard to write what she thought was more “literary” fiction, but she found herself compelled to write what you read by her today–sometimes gritty, raw, realistic stories and other times humorous, light stories–but most of the stories she writes revolve around relationships and characters finding their way through life. While she doesn’t confine herself to just one genre, nor is there a nice neat label for what she writes, most of her work could be called erotic romance.

She lives in Colorado with her husband and four children.


Dry Spell by Vi Keeland

Vi Keeland is a native New Yorker with three children that occupy most of her free time, which she complains about often, but wouldn’t change for the world. She is a bookworm and has been known to read her kindle at stop lights, while styling her hair, cleaning, walking, during sporting events, and frequently while pretending to work. She is a boring attorney by day, and an exciting New York Times & USA Today Best Selling smut author by night!
Break Down Here by Shayne McClendon

\
Shayne McClendon is an indie author who has received rave reviews for her premiere novel “The Barter System.” 

Other projects recently released are “Yes to Everything,” “Completely Wrecked,” “Love of the Game – The Complete Collection,” “The Hermit,” “Hudson” – the second book set in “The Barter System” world, and “Just a Little – The Complete Collection” with Alexandra Andersen.


Writer, mom, and hermit…Shayne listens to the voices in her head because their ideas are awesome. Those around her have learned not to question the crazy. Coffee consumption is too high, amount of sleep is too low, but the words always feel just right.


She currently lives in Oklahoma wrangling teenagers, opening doors for her pets, and running her content writing company. She dreams of peace, quiet, travel, and always having a viable internet connection.

The Auction by J.B. McGee

J.B. McGee was born and raised in Aiken, South Carolina. She is the mother of two beautiful children and a stay at home mom/entrepreneur. She finished her Bachelor of Arts degree in Early Childhood Education at the University of South Carolina-Aiken in 2006. During her time studying children’s literature, a professor had encouraged her to become a writer.

In 2011, it was discovered that both of her children, she, and her husband have Mitochondrial Disease, a disease that has no cure or treatments. Being a writer allows J.B. to remain close to her family, work on raising awareness for this disease, and to lose herself in the stories that she creates for her fans.

J.B. McGee and her family now reside in Buford, Georgia. She is an Amazon Top 100 bestselling author of her debut series, the ‘THIS’ Series.

Frozen Fantasy by Nicole Andrews Moore

Nicole lives in Charlotte, North Carolina with her husband, a teenage son and daughter, and Kenna. Every day is new and sparkly…which is why she chronicles them on her blog, Suddenly *Not So* Single Journey. It is a way for her to spread her brand of hope, happiness, and love.

Previously, Nicole has been published by McClatchy News in their syndicated papers. In 2010, she joined the Yahoo! Mother Board, became a Shine Parenting Guru, and has become an award winning dating and relationships expert for Shine. 

After a few bad sailing experiences, the Moores decided they were safer on land. Their boating adventures will be limited to cruise ships. And those cruises are centered around their travel goal of visiting ever Margaritaville. Two down, eleven to go!

Roses Are Red by Liv Morris

Raised in the Ozark Mountains of Missouri, Liv Morris now resides in Manhattan with her first and hopefully last husband. After relocating eleven times during his corporate career, she qualifies as a professional mover. Learning to bloom where she’s planted, Liv brings her moving and life experience to her writing.


Cricket by Tess Oliver

Custom Culture #5: Nix & Scotlyn: The Wedding COMING DECEMBER 20th

I write romance for young adult, new adult and those of us past the ‘new’ stage. My stories take place anywhere from 19th century England to 21st century California. And you can count on a super alpha in each book. 

Tess Oliver is the USA Today and New York Times bestselling author of the Custom Culture Series. She lives in sunny California with her husband, kids and a herd of spoiled pets

The Fantasy by Julie A. Richman

USA TODAY Bestselling author Julie A. Richman is a native New Yorker living deep in the heart of Texas. A creative writing major in college, reading and writing fiction has always been a passion. Julie began her corporate career in publishing in NYC and writing played a major role throughout her career as she created and wrote marketing, advertising, direct mail and fundraising materials for Fortune 500 corporations, advertising agencies and non-profit organizations. She is an award winning nature photographer plagued with insatiable wanderlust. Julie and her husband have one son and a white German Shepherd named Juneau.

Currently, Julie has published The Needing Moore Series – Searching for Moore, Moore to Lose and Moore than Forever, and has works included in Pink Shades of Words and Tempting Fate Boxed Set (Searching for Moore appears in its entirety)


Teasing Destiny by Melanie Shawn

NEW YORK TIMES & USA TODAY bestselling author Melanie Shawn is the writing team of sister duo Melanie and Shawna. Originally from Northern California, they both migrated south and now call So Cal their home.

Growing up, Melanie constantly had her head in a book and was always working on short stories, manuscripts, plays and poetry. 

Shawna always loved romance in any form – movie, song or literary. If it was a love story with a happy ending, Shawna was all about it! She proudly acknowledges that she is a romanceaholic. 

They have joined forces to create a world where true love and happily ever after always has a sexy twist!

Undoing You by Jessica Sorenson

Jessica Sorensen is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author from the snowy mountains of Wyoming. When she’s not writing, she spends her time reading and hanging out with her family.
Always on my Mind by Hilary Storm

Hilary Storm lives with her high school sweetheart and three children in Enid, Oklahoma. She drives her husband crazy talking about book characters everyday like they are real people. She graduated from Southwestern Oklahoma State University with an MBA in Accounting. Her passions include being a mom, writing, reading, photography, music, mocha coffee, and spending time with friends and family. She is the international best selling author of the Rebel Walking Series.


Hosted By:

Blog Tour: Void By: Cassy Roop

I’M A WHORE.
A SLUT.
I screw men and get screwed for money, 
living my life everyday as Jericho Lane. 
My clientele list is immaculate. 
I am sought out, demanded 
and damn good at my job.
I don’t care that these men have families at home, 
or that they are important people. 
I do it for the money.
to survive. 
There is nothing that could make me 
feel a bit of remorse or 
concern about what I do because 
I was born with the inability 
to experience or feel emotions…
I don’t feel PAIN
I don’t feel SORROW.
I don’t feel extreme HAPPINESS or LOVE
I am VOID.
A blank canvas of emotions.
an empty hole in an endless sea of 
circumstances, moods and relationships.
Until one client changes EVERYTHING.
If you are looking for a book, that from the start, will have your complete attention, has characters that are riveting, add in some suspense, and has more twists and turns than your favorite rollercoaster then Void is the book you must pick up and read right now.  I don’t want to give anything away so this review will be short and sweet but just please take my word that this is one that will stay with you even after you finish.
I had never heard of Alexithymia prior to reading Voidand to be unable to understand or describe feelings like anger or sadness or even regret has got to be one of the hardest things a person would have to deal with.  I know I am an emotional person, that is who I am, but to never be able to identify those emotions that I feel on a daily basis would be destructive to me, kind of like what it did to Nicola.  Turning into an escort was the way that Nicola was able to finally feel something, even if it was through sex. 

Okay remember when I said I don’t want to give anything away because I just really want you to read this?  Well because of that I am not going to give anything away, but I will hint at this.  Everyone has secrets, and sometimes those secrets are kept for good reasons and sometimes for bad.  Not everyone is always who they seem to be.  Just go out get this and read it. Cassy Roop has a winner on her hands with Void.

li {display:inline;} a.buttonlist {color:rgb(255,255,255);} .buttonlist { -moz-box-shadow:inset 0px 1px 0px 0px #ffffff; !important -webkit-box-shadow:inset 0px 1px 0px 0px #ffffff; box-shadow:inset 0px 1px 0px 0px #ffffff; background:-webkit-gradient( linear, left top, left bottom, color-stop(0.05, #f0c895), color-stop(1, #a8814d) ); background:-moz-linear-gradient( center top, #f0c895 5%, #a8814d 100% ); filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.gradient(startColorstr=’#f0c895′, endColorstr=’#a8814d’); background-color:#f0c895; -webkit-border-top-left-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius-topleft:20px; border-top-left-radius:20px; -webkit-border-top-right-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius-topright:20px; border-top-right-radius:20px; -webkit-border-bottom-right-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright:20px; border-bottom-right-radius:20px; -webkit-border-bottom-left-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft:20px; border-bottom-left-radius:20px; text-indent:0; border:1px solid #f0c895; display:inline-block; color:#ffffff; font-family:Georgia; font-size:15px; font-weight:bold; font-style:normal; height:50px; line-height:50px; width:100px; text-decoration:none; text-align:center; text-shadow:1px 1px 0px #000000;} .buttonlist:hover { background:-webkit-gradient( linear, left top, left bottom, color-stop(0.05, #a8814d), color-stop(1, #f0c895) ); background:-moz-linear-gradient( center top, #a8814d 5%, #f0c895 100% ); filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.gradient(startColorstr=’#a8814d’, endColorstr=’#f0c895′); background-color:#a8814d;} .buttonlist:active { position:relative; top:1px;} div#centralbuttons { width: auto; text-align: center; } ul#storebuttons {padding: 0.5em;}

 

Cassy is a work at home mom where she spends her days surrounded by children running her in-home daycare. She loves to cook, read and spend her nights and weekends being a Les Mills group fitness instructor. She has been a lover of all things romance from a very early age. She hopes and dreams that everyone can receive their happy ever after. A good ol country girl at heart, she was born and raised in Arkansas and now resides in Charlottesville, Virginia with her husband and three young children.
HOSTED BY: