NEW RELEASE ~ Anissa’s Redemption by Zack Love

Title: Anissa’s Redemption

Author: Zack Love

Genre: Contemporary Fiction, Romance

Cover Design: Ashley Byland

Anissa Toma fled war-torn Syria after narrowly escaping the massacre of her Christian family by Islamists. Fortunate enough to rebuild her shattered life in New York City, the young refugee gained admission to an elite college, where she excelled. Her beauty, brains, and purity soon captured the interest of two powerful men: Michael, an activist working to establish Antioch, the first Mideast Christian state, and Julien, her professor and one of the city’s wealthiest bachelors.

As Anissa’s saga continues, the refugee-turned-rising-star must navigate between Michael and Julien, while trying to help her surviving relatives and other vulnerable Christians in Syria. As she gets closer to both men in a complex and evolving love triangle, can she unlock Julien’s traumatic childhood to open up his heart? Or will Julien find greater solace from his nightmares and other demons in the sessions with his intriguing therapist? What will Michael do for Antioch and for Anissa, and what will Julien’s role be? How far will each person go to help Anissa’s remaining family and other persecuted Christians at risk in Syria? Find out in this stunning sequel to “The Syrian Virgin”.

 

 

AMAZON US . AMAZON UK . IBOOKS . KOBO

And I’m also torn about Julien. I think I’m falling in love with him,
even though I really don’t know anything about him, except that he’s
incredibly smart and successful and has horrible nightmares. But I
know nothing about his family, his childhood, his past loves, or
anything else for that matter. And every time I’ve tried to ask about
even the most basic details of his childhood, he manages to change the
subject or turn the focus to me. All he has ever told me is that he
grew up in Mexico, and was extremely close with his mother, who died
of cancer shortly after he graduated from high school. That’s
literally all I know about a man who is becoming an obsession – a man
I want to love even more than I realized I could love.

My relationship with him is so important – not only because he seems

like a potential soul mate (if I could just get him to open up more),
but also because of what he has done, and can continue to do, to help
my family and community. Last night I tried to bring us even closer by
offering him a priceless token of my love and gratitude, but he
refused to accept it from me, which left me feeling strangely rejected
and unsure about him again. I’ve been wondering whether he wouldn’t
take my necklace because he’s afraid he won’t stay with me over the
long term.

I just wish that I didn’t feel so much weaker and more vulnerable than

Julien. Will there always be a giant power disparity between us
because I need his help so much? And I know nothing about him… Am I
really falling for a man who is almost a complete stranger?

Zack Love graduated from Harvard College, where he studied mostly literature, psychology, philosophy, and film. After college, he moved to New York City and took a corporate consulting job that had absolutely nothing to do with his studies. The attacks of September 11, 2001 inspired him to write a novelette titled “The Doorman” and heightened his interest in the Middle East. A decade later, that interest extended to the Syrian Civil War, which provided the backdrop for his latest work. In late 2013, Zack began releasing his unpublished works of fiction and became a full-time author. He has published comedy, psychological and philosophical fiction, and romance. Zack enjoys confining himself to one genre about as much as he likes trying to sum up his existence in one paragraph.

 WEBSITE . FACEBOOK . TWITTER . AMAZON

 

NEW RELEASE ~ Too Hot To Trot by Becky McGraw (Penny Lisa)

Too Hot To Trot (Cowboy Way 3)

New York Times, USA Today & Amazon Bestselling Author

Becky McGraw

Heather Morrison wants to become a country music star, and she is not going to let any man get in her way. She’ll gladly take their money as a dancer at the Crazy Cowgirl, but has no use for them otherwise. The night she sees her dreams finally coming true, the best night of her life quickly becomes the worst, when a stagehand catches her unaware outside the arena. The last man on earth she wants to save her, moody and judgmental Zack Taylor, her best friend’s brother, a man who once called her too hot to trot, is the one who comes to her rescue.

Zack Taylor has life by the balls. He’s at the top of the game as a bull rider, owns a rough stock herd which is his retirement plan, and has a life plan which includes riding two more years, then settling down with a good woman on his own ranch. Those plans go straight to hell when he puts on his white hat for a woman who has caused him nothing but problems as long as he’s known her. Not minding his own business costs him a lot, maybe even his career.

When Heather insists on being the one to help him get back on the bull, Zack is leery, but soon sees he has no choice but to accept her help. Being close to her, he realizes there is a lot more than meets the eye where sexy Heather Morrison is concerned, and there could be reasons she appears to be the fastest girl in town. Zack soon wants to know all of her secrets, but could knowing them change his opinion about her? And with that change could helping her become more important to him than his plan, because he wants to keep her in his life for good?

All Books in the Cowboy Way Series are standalones

 

 

 

AMAZON US . AMAZON UK . AMAZON CA . AMAZON AU . KOBO . B&N . IBOOKS . PAPERBACK . GOODREADS

18+ Excerpt from Too Hot To Trot, (c) Becky McGraw 2015:

“We’re having a threesome,” Zack announced with a grin.

Heather was comfortable with her battery-operated-boyfriend, and maybe that would help them transition to the big show.  And he was also curious what he had to measure up to.  He’d never actually used one before himself, he liked doing things the old-fashioned way, so this would be new for him too.

Heather shot up to sit and glare at him.  “I don’t think so, cowboy,” she said, scooting toward the foot of the bed.  Zack grabbed her arm, and she tried to pull away.

“With Bob,” he clarified, laughter bubbling in his throat.  “Where do you keep him?”

“Oh!” she said, then her eyes narrowed. “Really?”

“Really,” Zack confirmed.

Heather huffed a breath as she collapsed on her back on the bed.  “You had me scared there for a second.”  The tremble in her voice made him sorry he’d teased her.

With a growl, he laid beside her and put his arm over her waist.  She looked at him, and he held her gaze.  “I will never do anything to scare or hurt you, Heather.  You’re still in control, angel.  Always in control.  Do you understand?”  She nodded, and he kissed her forehead.  “Now where does Bob sleep?” he asked, with a laugh, trying to get her comfortable again.

“In the nightstand drawer,” she replied with a giggle.  “He has a nice, comfy velvet sleeping bag in there.”

“Only the best for Bob,” Zack said.  He rolled to the edge of the bed, sat up and pulled open the drawer.  Fishing around blindly, his pinkie brushed velvet, and his hand closed over a very small pouch, which confused him.  “Bob’s awfully small,” he commented pulling out the pouch to loosen the strings.  He emptied the small silver bullet and rubber ring out into his hand and was even more confused.

“Bob is a vibrator, not a dildo.  That’s in the closet, because I kind of bought one that was a little too big.” She rolled up behind him, then sat up to take the vibrator from his hand.  Shoving it into the rubber sheath, Heather slid it onto her forefinger, and wiggled it.  “Voila—instant orgasm.  No man needed,” she said smugly.

“Yeah, but how will it be with a real man behind the controls?” Zack asked, sliding the rubber band from her finger to put it on own.  He wiggled it under her nose.  “Put on your seatbelt, baby—Bob is on the bus, but Zack is driving it to O-town.”

A jack of many trades, NYT and USA Today Bestselling Author Becky McGraw has been an optician, a beautician, a legal secretary, a real estate broker, web designer, graphic artist, and romance writer. She knows just enough to make her dangerous, and her books varied and interesting. Becky resides in Florida with her husband of thirty-three years and her dog Abby. She is a member of the Romance Writers of America Published Authors Network.

FACEBOOK . WEBSITE . TWITTER . EMAIL

 

NEW RELEASE ~ Too Hot To Trot by Becky McGraw

Too Hot To Trot (Cowboy Way 3)

New York Times, USA Today & Amazon Bestselling Author

Becky McGraw

 

Heather Morrison wants to become a country music star, and she is not going to let any man get in her way. She’ll gladly take their money as a dancer at the Crazy Cowgirl, but has no use for them otherwise. The night she sees her dreams finally coming true, the best night of her life quickly becomes the worst, when a stagehand catches her unaware outside the arena. The last man on earth she wants to save her, moody and judgmental Zack Taylor, her best friend’s brother, a man who once called her too hot to trot, is the one who comes to her rescue.

Zack Taylor has life by the balls. He’s at the top of the game as a bull rider, owns a rough stock herd which is his retirement plan, and has a life plan which includes riding two more years, then settling down with a good woman on his own ranch. Those plans go straight to hell when he puts on his white hat for a woman who has caused him nothing but problems as long as he’s known her. Not minding his own business costs him a lot, maybe even his career.

When Heather insists on being the one to help him get back on the bull, Zack is leery, but soon sees he has no choice but to accept her help. Being close to her, he realizes there is a lot more than meets the eye where sexy Heather Morrison is concerned, and there could be reasons she appears to be the fastest girl in town. Zack soon wants to know all of her secrets, but could knowing them change his opinion about her? And with that change could helping her become more important to him than his plan, because he wants to keep her in his life for good?

All Books in the Cowboy Way Series are standalones

AMAZON US . AMAZON UK . AMAZON CA . AMAZON AU . KOBO . B&N . IBOOKS . PAPERBACK . GOODREADS

18+ Excerpt from Too Hot To Trot, (c) Becky McGraw 2015:

“We’re having a threesome,” Zack announced with a grin.

Heather was comfortable with her battery-operated-boyfriend, and maybe that would help them transition to the big show.  And he was also curious what he had to measure up to.  He’d never actually used one before himself, he liked doing things the old-fashioned way, so this would be new for him too.

Heather shot up to sit and glare at him.  “I don’t think so, cowboy,” she said, scooting toward the foot of the bed.  Zack grabbed her arm, and she tried to pull away.

“With Bob,” he clarified, laughter bubbling in his throat.  “Where do you keep him?”

“Oh!” she said, then her eyes narrowed. “Really?”

“Really,” Zack confirmed.

Heather huffed a breath as she collapsed on her back on the bed.  “You had me scared there for a second.”  The tremble in her voice made him sorry he’d teased her.

With a growl, he laid beside her and put his arm over her waist.  She looked at him, and he held her gaze.  “I will never do anything to scare or hurt you, Heather.  You’re still in control, angel.  Always in control.  Do you understand?”  She nodded, and he kissed her forehead.  “Now where does Bob sleep?” he asked, with a laugh, trying to get her comfortable again.

“In the nightstand drawer,” she replied with a giggle.  “He has a nice, comfy velvet sleeping bag in there.”

“Only the best for Bob,” Zack said.  He rolled to the edge of the bed, sat up and pulled open the drawer.  Fishing around blindly, his pinkie brushed velvet, and his hand closed over a very small pouch, which confused him.  “Bob’s awfully small,” he commented pulling out the pouch to loosen the strings.  He emptied the small silver bullet and rubber ring out into his hand and was even more confused.

“Bob is a vibrator, not a dildo.  That’s in the closet, because I kind of bought one that was a little too big.” She rolled up behind him, then sat up to take the vibrator from his hand.  Shoving it into the rubber sheath, Heather slid it onto her forefinger, and wiggled it.  “Voila—instant orgasm.  No man needed,” she said smugly.

“Yeah, but how will it be with a real man behind the controls?” Zack asked, sliding the rubber band from her finger to put it on own.  He wiggled it under her nose.  “Put on your seatbelt, baby—Bob is on the bus, but Zack is driving it to O-town.”

A jack of many trades, NYT and USA Today Bestselling Author Becky McGraw has been an optician, a beautician, a legal secretary, a real estate broker, web designer, graphic artist, and romance writer. She knows just enough to make her dangerous, and her books varied and interesting. Becky resides in Florida with her husband of thirty-three years and her dog Abby. She is a member of the Romance Writers of America Published Authors Network.

FACEBOOK . WEBSITE . TWITTER . EMAIL

 

NEW RELEASE, EXCERPT and REVIEW ~ Black Number Four by Kandi Steiner (Penny Stephanie)

Title: Black Number Four

Author: Kandi Steiner

Release Date: April 4, 2015

Find on Goodreads

Known as one of the youngest and most ambitious poker players in the country, Skyler Thorne has a reputation to uphold in Vegas this year. Her sole focus for spring semester is to perfect her game and get tournament ready – and have some fun with her sorority sisters, of course. Meeting a care-free pledge with incredible arms adds a whole new element of fun to her semester, but when a shocking discovery about his past surfaces, Skyler finds herself stuck in a game she wasn’t prepared to play.

Kip Jackson is on a mission from his father. His plan was to get in, have a little fun, and then get out – on to bigger and better things. A feisty girl with bright blue eyes wasn’t on his list of things to do, but she quickly moves her way up to the very top. When he realizes completing his dad’s mission means crushing her in the process, he must decide if his dreams are worth the risk – or if he even has the same dreams, at all.

Two secrets. Two hearts. Two hands being played in one twisted game of deceit.

When the cards are on the table, will anyone be left standing?

The perfect poker face can only hide them for so long.

 

 

 

 

Amazon | Barnes & Noble| iTunes

We get to my apartment around noon and I throw together a couple of turkey sandwiches for us. By the time we finish eating, we’re both exhausted – both from paddle boarding and from not sleeping last night.

“Why don’t we take a shower and watch a movie?” I suggest as Skyler yawns.

“I don’t have any clothes here besides the ones I have on now and they’re all sandy.”

“You can borrow a pair of boxers and a shirt of mine.”

Skyler chews her lip, unsure. “I don’t know, I’m pretty tired.”

“So am I,” I say, standing and pulling her up with me. “So maybe we watch a movie and maybe we take a nap. Don’t leave yet. I barely see you during the week and I know there’s not many weekends where you don’t have sorority stuff going on.”

“I actually have a sisterhood event tonight.”

“See?” I pull her wrist and lead her toward my bedroom, which really is just my bed separated by hanging curtains on a rack. I rummage through my clothes until I find a clean shirt and pair of boxers, tossing them to her and pointing to the bathroom. “Towels are above the toilet in the cabinet, shampoo and shit’s in there.”

She still seems unsure, so I pull her into me and move the fallen strands of hair from her face. “Come on. Just for a few hours. You’ll feel better once you shower and I know you’re tired. You’re not going to get any sleep if you go home to your sorority house.”

At that she sighs and nods. “You’re probably right about that.”

I smile and nudge her toward the bathroom again.

“Fine,” she says. “But just for a little while. And no trying to ambush me in the shower, either.”

I hold up my hands in surrender. “I promise. You can shower in peace.”

“Mmm hmm,” she says, suspicious, but she walks to the bathroom and closes the door behind her.

I smile and start straightening my bed, turning on the TV to find something for us to watch. I’m flipping through the channels when I hear the shower turn on and the smile leaves my face. Suddenly, I’m completely aware of Skyler’s naked body in the other room.

Shaking my head, I focus on finding something to watch, willing my own body to behave. After a few minutes, I realize I’ve flipped through the channels three times now without stopping or even recognizing what I was seeing on the screen. I bite my lip hard, cross my arms, and pace.

Don’t do it. Don’t make this more complicated than it is. She trusts you, she’s opening up to you – that’s what you need from her. Poker. Poker. Poker.

That’s all.

I pace more. Back and forth. Back and forth. Before I know what I’m doing, my knuckles are knocking softly on the bathroom door. I have no idea what I’m going to say or what the fuck I’m doing, but I can’t stop my hands. The door opens slightly on the third knock, as if it wasn’t completely closed, and through the slit, I see Skyler.

She’s standing there shocked, her mouth open slightly as the water continues to drip down her body, running in rivers down over her breasts and meeting between her thighs. I swallow hard, unsure of my decision. I have nothing to ask, no reason to be staring at her through this door – but Skyler doesn’t cover herself, she doesn’t scream, she doesn’t tell me to get out.

I open the door a little further, still wondering what the hell I’m doing. I consider asking if she needs anything else, if she found a towel, something – but we both know I didn’t come in here to give her a towel.

“I suck at keeping promises,” I admit, just above a whisper, and I wish I could tell her I’m not just talking about the promise to not interrupt her shower.

“And I suck at pretending like I don’t want you.”

Latch

Hannah Trigwell & Nick Howard

Chapter 1: Ante Up

Scene: “Latching onto the transfer already?”

Hell Yeah

Midnight Red

Chapter 1: Ante Up

Scene:  “What do you say we make this party a little more interesting?”

Blank Space

Tyler Ward

Chapter 2: Lady Luck

Scene: “Passion can be a dangerous thing.”

 Take U There

Jack U ft. Kiesza

Chapter 3: Ace

Scene: Ralph’s is packed when we arrive, which isn’t out of the ordinary for a Friday night.

Slow to Learn

Manchester Orchestra

Chapter 4: Deuces

Scene: I’ve been too damn distracted by how sexy she is when she’s schooling these tools.

Sledgehammer

Fifth Harmony

Chapter 5: Hot Table

Scene: There’s also the fact that I like being around him. I like it way more than I care to admit and that’s not good.

Heartbreaker

Jayme Dee

Chapter 5: Hot Table

Scene: He smiles and licks his lips, his eyes smoldering, which causes practically the entire chapter room to swoon.

Blame

Calvin Harris

Chapter 6: Nicely Played

Scene: But then I remember that I will hurt her, whether I want to or not. It will happen. It’s inevitable.

Shower

Becky G

Chapter 7: Two Can Play That Game

Scene: “How is it that you infuriate me yet turn me on at the same time?”

What Makes You Beautiful

Boyce Avenue

Chapter 8: Power Moves

Scene: “Hold me so I won’t float away?”

Try

Colbie Caillat

Chapter 9: Poker Face

Scene: “We’re just trying to help,” Ashlei says.

Life of the Party

Shawn Mendes

Chapter 10: Weakness

Scene: “I don’t care about what people think, Skyler. I know you do, but I don’t.

Break Free

Ariana Grande

Chapter 11: Angle Shooter

Scene: There isn’t another option in this game, no matter how badly I wish there was.

Lay Me Down (acoustic)

Sam Smith

Chapter 12: Blank

Scene: How was I supposed to know the kind of drug I was getting into?

 Bumper Cars

Alex & Sierra

Chapter 13: Bluffing

Scene: I hate this. I hate this so, so much.

Here We Go Again

Mat Kearney

Chapter 14: Tilt

Scene: “You’re coming home with me tonight.”

Hideaway

Kiesza

Chapter 15: No Limit

Scene: I have no idea what I’m doing.

Same Sea

Lights

Chapter 16: Black Number Four

Scene: “I never thought studying could be so sexy,”

#GetItRight

Miley Cyrus

Chapter 16: Black Number Four

Scene: “You’re killing me, Sky,”

She Looks So Perfect

5 Seconds of Summer

Chapter 16: Black Number Four

Scene: “IT’S SPRING BREAK, BITCHES!”

Give Me Something

Alex & Siera

Chapter 16: Black Number Four

Scene: “Yeah, good luck with that game.

Surrender

Cash Cash

Chapter 17: Bad Beat

Scene: And the rest of the world can just deal with it.

Strip

Jessie J

Chapter 17: Bad Beat

Scene: “And what would make it perfect-perfect

 Blame It On Me

Mapei

Chapter 17: Bad Beat

Scene: I can’t lose him.

Tenerife Sea

Ed Sheeran

Chapter 18: Rush

Scene: When we’re alone, that same electricity buzzes to life. The air feels tight, hot, charged.

All About You

Hilary Duff

Chapter 19: Game Changer

Scene: It’s crazy that a simple text can make my stomach flip like this, but it’s exactly what I needed.

Breathe Again

Sarah Bareilles

Chapter 19: Game Changer

Scene: I want him to fix it. To fix me.

It’s Not Over

Secondhand Serenade

Chapter 20: Downswing

Scene: “You don’t want to kiss me.” “Yes I do.”

Growing Up

Alex G

Chapter 21: Tell

Scene: As if I’m a glutton for punishment, I pull his oversized black t-shirt from my bag and slip it over my head, taking everything else off.

Pretending

Glee Cast

Chapter 22: Freezeout

Scene: For a moment she just stares at me, and I just stare at her. We don’t wave or nod or even really acknowledge that we’re both looking. We just look.

The Sun is Rising

Britt Nicole

Chapter 23: Game Over

Scene: And somewhere in those ocean blue eyes of his, I find what I’ve been searching for.

Stay With Me

Janxx

Chapter 23: Game Over

Scene: Love doesn’t care about the games we play.

Real Love

Clean Bandit & Jess Glynne

Chapter 24: Break Even

Scene: “I’m done leaving my life to chance. Black number four can suck it.”

Don’t Go Home Without Me

Lights

Epilogue: Heart

Scene: “I could get used to kisses like this.”

 

 Join the Black Number Four discussion group here!

 

Kandi Steiner is a Creative Writing and Advertising/Public Relations graduate from the University of Central Florida living in Tampa with her husband. Kandi works full time as a social media specialist, but also works part time as a Zumba fitness instructor and blackjack dealer.

Kandi started writing back in the 4th grade after reading the first Harry Potter installment. In 6th grade, she wrote and edited her own newspaper and distributed to her classmates. Eventually, the principal caught on and the newspaper was quickly halted, though Kandi tried fighting for her “freedom of press.” She took particular interest in writing romance after college, as she has always been a die hard hopeless romantic (like most girls brought up on Disney movies).

When Kandi isn’t working or writing, you can find her reading books of all kinds, talking with her extremely vocal cat, and spending time with her friends and family. She enjoys beach days, movie marathons, live music, craft beer and sweet wine – not necessarily in that order.

Facebook | Twitter | Website | Goodreads

NEW RELEASE, REVIEW and GIVEAWAY ~ Elements of Chemistry part 1 ATTRACTION by Penny Reid

Attraction

by Penny Reid
Hypothesis #1
Publication Date: April 9, 2015
Also in this series: Elements of Chemistry: Attraction, Heat, Capture
Genres: Contemporary, Humor, New Adult, Romance

One week.

Private beach.
Invisible girl.
Jerk-faced bully.

What’s the worst that could happen?

Kaitlyn Parker has no problem being the invisible girl, which is why she finds herself hiding in various cabinets and closets all over her college campus. Despite her best efforts, she can’t escape the notice of Martin Sandeke—bad boy, jerkface bully, and the universe’s hottest, wealthiest, and most unobtainable bachelor—who also happens to be Kaitlyn’s chemistry lab partner.

Kaitlyn might be the only girl who isn’t interested in exploiting his stunning rower’s build, chiseled features, and family’s billionaire fortune. Kaitlyn wants Martin for his brain, specifically to tabulate findings of trace elements in surface water.

When Kaitlyn saves Martin from a nefarious plot, Martin uses the opportunity to push Kaitlyn out of her comfort zone: spring break, one week, house parties, bathing suits, and suntan lotion. Can she overcome her aversion to being noticed? Will he be able grow beyond his self-centered nature? Or, despite their obvious chemistry, will Martin be the one to drive Kaitlyn into the science cabinet of obscurity for good?

 

EOC Attraction is the best kind of distraction.  It provides escapism (a week in a tropical paradise), a blast from the past (memories from college days gone by), and fantasy (in the form of Martin Sandeke).

Knowing that this was part one of three books, I knew there would be a cliffhanger.  I liken book series to playing with a jack in the box.  You keep turning pages and when you least expect it, the cliffy pops up and startles you.  When the next part comes out, you have to decide if you are going to start turning the crank again.  Fortunately, I received all three parts and read them to glorious completion.

I loved Kaitlyn.  She was smart, shy, and a bit socially awkward.  She took her responsibilities seriously and worked hard for positive outcomes for anything she took on.  Having to shoulder the lion’s share of the burden in her Chemistry class was something she accepted as she preferred not to confront her partner about his lack of participation in certain areas of their work.

But when she became privy to some pretty serious information that could affect him negatively, she stepped up, went outside her comfort zone and made sure he got the message loud and clear, thus saving him from harm.  It was this action that acted as the catalyst to start their more than lab partner relationship.

Kaitlyn’s thoughts on feminism, family and friendship were quite provoking.  After being deemed a “marriage girl” vs. the casual hook up girl, she wasn’t really sure how she felt about it.  Wasn’t it possible to be both?  On a responsible basis of course, but more importantly on her terms?

This story just made me think.  Think back to how things were when I was that age.  Think how I would handle them now if I found myself in a similar situation.  Think about how far women have come in so many areas but that double standards still exist in many more.

Elements of Chemistry – Attraction was a great jump off the starting block for this wonderful trilogy and I urge you to pick up your copy today.

 

 

Amazon • B&N • Kobo • iBooks

Elements of Chemistry: ATTRACTION is the first part in a three part series; it is 45k words; and it ends with a cliffhanger.
Part 1 (ATTRACTION) will be released April 9, 2015
Part 2 (HEAT) will be released April 30, 2015.
Part 3 (CAPTURE) will be released May 16, 2015.

Parties?” I may have curled my lip in a miniature sneer.

“Yeah, on the island, at some of the other houses, friends of mine. You know, the usual college scene stuff.”

Usual college scene… just a bunch of billionaires’ kids and their friends. It sounded delightful.

“Yeah, no thanks.” I pulled my eyes from his, inspected the rocks. “I don’t like parties. But don’t let that stop you from going.”

“Parker.”

I sighed, then met his gaze.

“I want you to come.”

“No thank you.”

He ground his teeth. “Kaitlyn, you promised you were going to give this a try.”

“I will…”

Once again he was giving me the severe stare down, likely because my weakly delivered I will didn’t even sound convincing to me.

Managing to swallow around the sudden thickness in my throat, I squared my shoulders so that I was facing him. “Here’s the thing, Sandeke. I am. I am going to give this a try. Despite my worries-”

“What worries?” He sounded exasperated.

I ignored his question, “Despite my worries and reservations, I’m going to give this the good college try. But I don’t even know how to dance. I can tango like a pro, but I don’t do the body wiggle weird thing. And isn’t that what the kids do these days at parties? Dance?”

He lifted an eyebrow at my excuse—obviously unimpressed—and with two fluid strokes moved to join me.

I stiffened, my eyes wide, and backed up a step at his advance. “What- what are you doing?”

“I’m going to teach you how to dance,” he said simply, already on me, reaching for my body.

I stiffened further, feeling unaccountably breathless as his big hands slipped around my waist and settled on my hips and lower back.

“But there- but we- but-”

“Shhh…” he said, pulling me closer. “Relax.”

“Create cold fusion,” I murmured in response, unable to relax and placing my hands nowhere, because placing them anywhere on Martin felt perilous to my wellbeing.

He glanced down at me, his eyebrows in a perplexed V. “What does cold fusion have to do with anything.”

“You tell me to relax, which is impossible. I tell you to create cold fusion, which is impossible.”

His answering smile was crooked. “You can’t relax?”

“No.”

“Why not.”

“You know why not.”

“Well, it might help if you touched me.”

“That will not help.”

“It might.”

“It won’t.”

“Touch me.”

I scowled at his chest, my hands still in the air at my sides. Stupid perfect chest.

“Parker, if we’re going to dance you have to touch me.” He sounded amused and his fingers flexed on my bare skin. I felt the roughened calluses of his palms just before he released my body to grab my hands. He brought them to his shoulders, pressed them there, then returned his own to my hips. I didn’t miss the fact that his hand-placement was now a bit more daring than it had been a moment ago, lower, closer to my bottom.

I swallowed thickly, glaring at my fingers where they touched his perfectly sculpted shoulder.

“Don’t you want to touch me?” he asked, his inflection daring, teasing, but also something else. Something hesitant and uncertain.

I lifted my eyes to his; they were guarded, his smile looked bracing, almost like a grimace, like he was preparing himself for bad news.

I sighed and I knew I sounded resigned and a little pitiful, “Yes…”

His gaze thawed as it dropped to my lips. “Then you should… because I want you to.”

SEX! It all started with sex, between my parents. Personally I don’t like thinking about it, but whatever works for you is a-ok with me. No judgment. The sex happened in California and much of my life also occurred in that state until I moved from the land of nuts (almonds), wine, silicon… boobs, and heavy traffic to the southeast US. Like most writers I like to write, but let’s get back to sex. Eventually I married and gave birth to 2 small people-children (boy-6, girl-4 as of this writing).

By day I’m a biomedical researcher with focus on rare diseases. By night I’m a knitter, sewer, lino block carver, fabric printer, soap maker, and general crafter. By the wee hours of the morning or when I’m intoxicated I love to listen to the voices in my head and let them tell me stories. I hope you enjoy their stories.

Blog • Twitter • Facebook • Goodreads

a Rafflecopter giveaway

SUPER SALE BLITZ and EXCERPT~ Something More by Jenna Tyler

Title: Something More

Author: Jenna Tyler

Release Date: April 13, 2014

Find on Goodreads

Rebecca Michaels has finally grown tired of her monotonous life and is ready to make a drastic change. Now that her daughter, Charlie, is away at college, there has never been a more perfect time to make it happen.

Packing up and leaving behind all she’s ever known, she eagerly ventures out in search of what the world, outside of this dull town, has in store for her.

When she first encounters Andrew Chambers, a mysteriously sexy and seemingly wealthy stranger, she doesn’t think she will ever stand a chance with someone like him. Little does she know just how wrong she is or how fierce an attraction the two of them would immediately share. Although, lavish attention and on-demand orgasms are not something she’s going to complain about, the speed and intensity with which Andrew pursues her is almost more than she can handle.

Rebecca Michaels wanted an adventure, but the one that awaits her isn’t necessarily what she had in mind.

AMAZON US

When I turn around, Drew has a weird look on his face. “What?” I say. He steps closer to me and places one hand on the small of my back, the other he places on my face. His thumb is in front of my ear and the rest of his fingers are around the nape of my neck. Oh, my god. This is it. He’s going to kiss me. My body starts to tremble. He leans in and I close my eyes.

Suddenly, I feel his scruffy cheek against mine and he whispers into my ear, “I’m going to kiss you, Rebecca.” That was unexpected and it startled me. Do I say anything? No one has ever told me they were going to kiss me or asked permission to do so. They’ve just done it. I decide to nod, ever so slightly. I don’t think I’m breathing at this point.

My body feels like it’s being tortured with pleasure that hasn’t even happened yet. I may just orgasm from this kiss. Oh, dear god. I can feel his warm breath slowly moving from my ear down my jaw. Can he draw this out any longer? He’s driving me crazy.

My insides are all twisted up and ready to combust. My core is ready to take him in. Right here. Right now. I realize my panties are wet as his lips finally make the long, breathy trip to mine. His kiss starts gentle and quickly becomes more urgent. My lips part and his tongue finds mine. His hand at the small of my back pulls me in close and tight. I absolutely melt into him. My arms wrap around him and my hands work their way up to his shoulders. I draw him in so tight it’s as if we have become one.

What have I been missing out on all my life? No kiss has ever been like this before…so passionate and needy. Our tongues are dancing together and our bodies are inseparable. He slows the kiss and it becomes sweet and gentle again. He withdraws his tongue from mine and kisses the corner of my mouth. I kiss him back and take a little nibble out of his bottom lip when I pull away. Not letting go of him, I look up into his beautiful blue eyes. They are staring back at me and I see a twinkle in them.

I was born and raised in South/Central Florida. Currently residing in Texas, I love spending time with my fur-baby, Roxy… and sometimes my kids (when they behave). I enjoyed writing poems as a teenager, but it was short-lived. I didn’t become an avid reader until… Twilight and became obsessed. My passion for reading led to stories and characters nagging at me. Then a friend suggested I write it out and I have.

I write when I get the chance (new job) and have a couple projects in the works and can’t wait for you to see what’s next!

 Facebook | Twitter | Website | Newsletter | Goodreads

Enter to win a Paperback of Something More by Jenna Tyler

a Rafflecopter giveaway

NEW RELEASE ~ Vetting The Senator by Alex Elliott

Back in D.C. and operating under the wire, Senator Stone introduces Xavia ‘X’ Kennedy to the lifestyle both on the Hill and at the ‘House.’

What starts out as a doorway to erotic hardcore encounters becomes smoke and mirrors. The House is a hedonistic playground for the Capitol elite. Run by seven congressmen, this private club caters to singular appetites for carnal pleasure with no-holds-barred public policy in place.

When the press gets wind of a scandal, they’re cutthroat in unleashing an expose where X gets caught in the crossfire and the eagle has landed takes on sadistic, callous connotations.

Find out what happens in this second installment of Dirty Little Secrets where X and Bennett are forced to deal with the painful past in order to outrun those in power, forging a deeper if not darker connection.

Book 3 Affianced To The Veep releases Summer 2015

Book 4 The House on The Hill due out late in 2015

Master of the Hill~Monday releases in Feb. 2015 with Troy Shepard and Alicia Cruz tearing up the stage at the House.

AMAZON US . GOODREADS 

“Who’s teasing?” I offer him my breasts, caged between my fingers.

“All for you.” “The way your pink nipples tighten for me, I can’t wait to

fuck those beauties.” He limps toward me, the muscles along his torso

flex into rippling planes that temp me to run my hands over his corrugated

abs up to his sculpted shoulders. The moment he touches me, I groan in

pleasure.

“Please,” I plead. Letting go a dark-sounding chuckle, he kneads the skin

over my breasts, thrumming my nipples. “I’ve got something else for you.”

From his pocket, he removes a thin cord of black leather attached to tiny

clamps. I watch as he attaches one clamp to my nipple, then the other,

and I bite my lip from the swelling erotic sensation, tingling within each of

my breasts.

“Ben,” I rasp his name. He bends and licks the tip of his tongue across each

of my peaks, teasing me until jolts of pleasure flare and land between my legs.

I moan hungry sounds, spreading my fingers along his face and arch as he

sucks my nipple into his searing mouth. Raising his head, he kisses a path up

my chest to my neck, then sucks a point that has me melting. “God!” I groan.

“How about an abbreviated tour of the place?” he asks, gifting me with a very

sexy and confident smirk while he tugs me toward the terrace doorway.

“Yes. That would be wonderful.”

My chest squeezes at the flickering pain that slices across his face when he

takes a step on the ankle I’ve hurt. “I’m sorry about your ankle.” He chuckles

darker this time, and there’s a percolating lascivious mirth in his expression.

“Are you really?” “I am. How can I make it up to you? Just tell—”  He presses

one of his fingers to my lips. “Shhh. Don’t you worry. I’ve got plans for you.”

He guides me into his living room, but then pauses as he spreads out his arms.

“East or South?

“I’ll spank your ass until you can’t sit down comfortably for a week, and there won’t be anymore nice, polite f–king tonight. You’ll get what you deserve…my help to compel you to follow my directives.”“You wouldn’t dare!”
“Wouldn’t I? You wanted in on my team, sweetheart.”

Well, I thought I’d heard it all. But I hadn’t.
Coming from the Kennedy clan…you know the ones, I’ve dealt with world class pricks before. But Senator Bennett Stone outclassed them all.

It wasn’t like I could tell him to kiss off…me being naked and in his bed.

See, Bennett and I have history. Not the political kind.
He promised me rough, dark, you’ll beg, hate it, love it, and come back kind of kink.
And damn, the SOB was right.

Seduced By The Senator.
An erotic tale about second chances and a one-in-a-million connection too tempting to ignore. A doorway to decadence…or the road to ruin.

Last campaign stop and things are heating up fast when Senator Stone connects with his newest intern, Xavia or to her close friends she’s known as ‘X’…for a reason.
She’s a Kennedy. He’s a U.S. Senator.
And they’re headed for trouble.

Dirty Little Secrets~the hottest scandal to hit Capitol Hill.

AMAZON . GOODREADS

Writer. Dreamer. Liar. Engineer. Motocross Racer.
Is that enough? Never.
I’ve worked in D.C., lived in Virginia, and left… but not the stories, impressions, and ideas of what it would be like to weave dark twisted passion into fiction.
If you have an opinion. Let me know. The more off-the-wall, the better.

FACEBOOK . TWITTER . GOODREADS

NEW RELEASE ~ Swoon by CM Foss

Title: Swoon

Author: CM Foss

Release Date: April 2, 2015

Find on Goodreads

Steph

I’ve never been your typical girl. I didn’t grow up in a warm fuzzy family, and emotions weren’t something I needed now. Love has never been something I could wrap my mind around, so why bother? I know what I’m good at. I’m a great friend, have a passion for healing others, and a way with horses. I can be all those things at the same time without ever discussing my own feelings.
Until him.

Lawrence

I’ve always been told I have a way with words. It’s one reason I manage the family business so well. I can wine and dine with the best of them, selling bloodlines and high-priced stallion services over a five-course dinner. I’m able to talk myself into or out of just about anything and anyone.
Until her.

****

Young and carefree, living worlds apart, they indulged in what seemed like the perfect fling.

Until Lawrence decided he wanted more.

Until Steph’s careful world fell apart.

Until they had to decide if love was worth the fight.

Amazon | Barnes & Noble | Smashwords

Oh good Lord. I didn’t want to get up. My mouth tasted like… something bad. My eyelids were stuck together. I was still wearing my bridesmaid’s dress. And I was warm. Very warm. My brain tried to filter through the night before. The wedding was all it should have been. Full of love. The food had been great, the drinks plentiful. I didn’t think I’d embarrassed myself in any significant way. Hopefully.

 

My mind returned to the present. I blinked rapidly to clear my eyes. I could feel my mascara sticking my lashes together. I started to raise my hands to rub my eyes clear, but one was trapped. Tugging harder, I realized it was trapped under a human. Dear. God. I couldn’t look. The bed shifted and dipped, and my brain registered the alarming fact that I felt skin. A lot of skin. Male skin, so that was comforting. I guessed. Maybe.

 

“Mornin’, sunshine,” drawled out from the form beside me.

 

I shot upright and yanked my arm back. “Lawrence! What the fuck are you doing here?”

 

“Wow. You do not look as good this morning as you did last night.” He rolled over and raised himself on his elbows.

 

My pink paisley comforter fell away from his naked torso to reveal pecs, abs, manliness, and some ink that I didn’t remember from… before. I swallowed hard as I stared, trying to process his terribly offensive words as well as make out what I was seeing. And also figure out what the hell had happened the night before.

I live in beautiful Northern Virginia with my incredible husband, two awesome kids, three dogs, and two budgies. My husband and I both grew up riding and competing horses and have our own equestrian operation that we run together. In my spare time, I read through the hundreds of stories awaiting me on my e-reader.

My love of books started early, and my mom used to ration my reading time so I didn’t go through them too quickly. I love all things romantic, whether it’s dark or light or silly or dirty, but I really love a happy ending!

In my small moments of quiet time, you’ll find me sipping on wine and reading while any movie where people randomly burst into song or dance plays in the background.

 Facebook | Website | Pinterest | Goodreads

BLOG TOUR STOP and BOOK REVIEW ~ FEMME FATALE RELOADED BY KIRSTY-ANNE STILL (PENNY STEPHANIE)

Title: Femme Fatale Reloaded (Pericolo #2)

Author: Kirsty-Anne Still

Release Date: March 13, 2015

Find on Goodreads

I used to be fearful. I used to be admired. I used to be the Femme Fatale.

Until I fell.

I fell from my status, from the pedestal I had been placed, and I fell in love.

And that’s where it all went wrong.

I once thrived on one motto – Don’t feel, don’t deviate, kill.

Now, I thrive on betrayal, a reminder never to trust my heart, and the need to be Femme Fatale Reloaded.

It’s time I got myself back to the place I most belong – a cherished, yearned for secret weapon.

However, when a ghost from my past walks into my life again, pledging to be an Abbiati, my life turns upside down all over again.

My biggest problem was never the kill, but the thrill of the chase. Apparently, love is the most dangerous game I can ever play, and my life is about to spiral out of control.

Amazon | Barnes & Noble | Kobo

“Hey,” Enzo’s soothing voice travels towards me. “What’s got you bolting away?”

“Everything,” I admit feebly, and I rub the back of my hand over my face to rid the tears. “There is no going back from this now, Enzo. There’s no way to save me. This is me set for life now, you know that, right?”

“It’s not,” he states, and even as I nod, he sticks to his word. “There is going to be something that will give you some sort of faith back.” He offers me such a sincere look, and I wish that was enough to move the pessimism I live with. “I don’t know when, but it will.”

“I’m too far gone to be saved,” I murmur as shame fills me up, drowning me. “I don’t even deserve it, Enzo. What I’ve done…” I don’t finish, just shake my head in dismay and feel that disappointment in myself take over. It wraps itself around me, and I feel like I’m suffocating within its tight squeeze. “It makes me more like Giovanni than anything. I don’t want to be like him.”

“A monster wouldn’t be sorry,” Enzo says and I look at him. “Monsters don’t feel, don’t care, and don’t repent.”

His words trigger a spell of nostalgia. Zane reminded once that I was never the monster I thought I was. He believed in me, fought for my own self-worth, and built me up – only to tear me down. After all, the day Zane broke my heart and ended round two was the day I ceased to properly exist. But I never lost the belief that somewhere within me was a beacon of hope. A prospect of salvation. A likelihood of rescue. Now, I struggle even to smile. What hope do I have to dream of a better outlook?

“You are not a monster,” he states again, this time with ample conviction lacing his every word.

“You don’t know what I’ve done,” I defy him, dropping my gaze. “I am not the same sister that left.”

“I wouldn’t expect you to be her.” He grants me the chance to be damaged without a second glance of regret. Enzo accepts that will have changed, that I’m not the girl I was, but he looks at me with a heated demeanour. I feel a swirl of serenity come to live within me as I look back up. Enzo isn’t giving up on me and I see that all over his face. “I wish I had saved you. I wished we could have done more to find you, but Papà made sure you were nowhere to be found when really you were right under our noses. Amelia, I would have been there in a heartbeat, but the one time we got there, you weren’t around and nor was anything that would tie you to our Amalfi Coast home.”

“You came for me?” I ask, trying not to sound so horrified.

“Of course we did,” Enzo says, placing his arms around me to draw me in a hug. “Amelia, we have been at loggerheads with Papà and Giovanni to get you back with us. Our family isn’t complete without you.”

His hug tightens tenfold, and I enjoy the suffocating hold he has on me. I relish it, holding on tighter and falling hard against him, enjoying the sweet scent of his cologne. Enzo makes me feel safe and calm. He makes me feel sanity take control again. It’s for this reason that he is and always will be my father figure.

“I’ve missed you so much, Lia,” he whispers, kissing my hair. “I knew I would get you back damaged, and I know I still have no idea how bad you are, but I will never stop fighting for you.”

I used to be just another Fanfiction writer! That was until one person showed real interest in my work. And then another, and then another, until I had this whole group of people reviewing like crazy and wanting original work from me. I’d spent years writing for free online, I didn’t believe I had it in me to publish something!

But I’m glad I did!! I never imagined pushing my work and striving to reach my ultimate. I never imagined I’d be the girl who started The Viper Rooms! But who am I to deny the inspiration when it hits?

I love writing, it’s a lifeline. I love creating a world that others fall into. I love having the control to make a whole new world. It’s like a dependency, an addictive one. It’s one of the things I’m extremely proud of.

As much as I complain, I love the mini dialogues that go on in my head, the plotlines that attack me when I least expect them to. The ones that jump to life at the most inappropriate times and drive me totally crazy!!

For now I split my life between writing, dreaming, working, and volunteering with children.

Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads

BOOK REVIEW & BLOG TOUR FOR TEMPTING BAD BY M. ROBINSON (PENNY STEPHANIE)

Title: Tempting BAD

Author: M. Robinson

Release Date: March 24, 2015

Find on Goodreads

Brooke

I’ve come from a privileged life and an even more privileged upbringing. My parents taught me right from wrong and everything in between… except I wanted the gray area. I wanted to live life on the edge with the possibility of falling over. I didn’t care about the consequences because I had no heart…

I left that on the floor of my parents’ bedroom door, shattered.

And never went back to pick up the pieces.

Devon

Family first.

I learned the meaning of the word hate.

I learned that life is a battlefield and I stood frontline.

I learned that praying doesn’t work and God doesn’t listen.

And I learned how to be a man…

All at the receiving end of my father’s fists, my mother’s tears, and my sisters screams.

You can’t run away from your past…

It will always find you, especially when you’re asleep.

Warning: Book contains adult situations.

Sex/language. Mature readers only.

Amazon | Barnes & Noble

I was there, but I wasn’t.

I danced around in a sea of emptiness and longing, it moved around me easily, carelessly, harshly.

It was all and it was nothing.

It made me full and it made me empty.

It pleased me and it dismayed me.

I didn’t care. I was there to do a job. To be a VIP. I played my part beautifully, just as I always did. Letting myself get taken away on empty promises of nothing, but somehow seemed like everything. 

M. Robinson loves to read. She favors anything that has angst, romance, triangles, cheating, love, and of course sex! 

Facebook | Twitter | Website | Goodreads