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Friday, January 23, 2015
Honeymoon Bite by Sharon Hamilton
Blurb:
Anne caught her husband cheating with the maid of Honor before their wedding cake was cut. She decided to take her planned and paid for honeymoon in Tuscany, alone. On the evening of what was to be her wedding night, she gets bitten by a female vampire.
Marcus Monteleone has waited three
hundred years to find his fated female, only to discover her dying in
his arms. He saves Anne’s life by turning her, and then works to
gain her trust, to cope with being a newly-formed golden vampire.
But when Anne finds out Marcus has not
been completely truthful about his past, she vows to live as a human,
and shuns the vampire world. Alone and unprotected, she falls prey to
the very villainess who took her human soul, and who now takes the
only man she’s ever loved.
Which lover will have to make the
ultimate sacrifice to save the other before they both are lost?
Genres
Romance Paranormal
Romance Vampire
Romance Mystery & Suspense
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Excerpts
“Does
your husband know about your appetites?” From behind Anne came a
gravelly male voice that sent shivers down her spine. The screams of
the Starbuck’s espresso machine made her wonder if she’d really
heard the voice. But the male scent of him was impossible to miss.
The hairs at her neck stood at attention, telegraphing urgency. The
urgent sensation extended well beyond her waistline. Time stood still
before she could bring herself to turn around and fall under the warm
gaze from this tall dark male that covered her.
Not
man. Male.
He
held her gaze as she stood, transfixed, unable to move or to speak.
That was the way it felt. Being held. “I’m sorry?” she blurted
out finally.
“Don’t
be sorry, my dear. It’s a simple question.” The ends of his lips
curled up at the corners. When he inhaled, his chest extended, and he
appeared several inches taller. Then he exhaled and she was covered
with the same musky scent, incapacitating her, wrapping around her
like a warm shroud. It was familiar.
She
heard mournful viola music drip with slides and rifts that pulled on
her heartstrings. She felt dizzy. Did she hear him murmur a groan? Or
maybe it was a small earthquake? Probably an ordinary person wouldn’t
hear or feel it. But she did.
Anne
was on alert; this male took liberties with her feelings.
What
a crazy thought. Ridiculous.
He
leaned forward, grazing just the edge of her forearm with his warm
hand. An electric spark pricked her. He leaned against the counter
and looked at the barista, not her. “I’ll pay for the lady’s
drink.”
She
noticed the strong pulse at his neck. Healthy. Smells wonderful.
“And
what would you like, sir?” The young barista was pert. Anne didn’t
like her perfect white teeth. That and the fact the girl’s shirt
was made for a ten-year-old, showcasing her pierced bellybutton.
“I
have all I need.” The rumbling words sparked shivers again down
Anne’s spine. He said it just next to her ear, barely touching
touched the small of her back . . . He was facing the barista, but
deep inside Anne knew the words were meant for her ears only.
“You
didn’t have to do that.” Anne suddenly found the urge to speak.
“My
pleasure.” He removed his hand and gave a slight bow.
A
bow? No one had ever done that before. Anne had just fed. She wasn’t
hungry enough to play the game this afternoon, having gorged herself
on a salesman who liked to eat garlic fries. His blood was thick with
fat globules she could almost see as well as taste. But it went down
smooth.
So
maybe she would play along. This stranger might be a good candidate
for a snack tomorrow. She had never fed twice in one day. She
wondered what being too full would feel like in her current state. It
would probably make her horny. Well then, maybe she should
reconsider. She should do a wet feeding. That way she wouldn’t have
to be too careful, could gorge herself on him. He’d be wonderful to
look at in the shower, and his hands might do something unexpected to
her. Something memorable in a string of unmemorable feedings.
His
hand gently touched the small of her back again, and she allowed
herself to be ushered to a corner table, flanked by two purple velvet
overstuffed chairs. They sat, facing at right angles to each other.
The counter girl called out Anne’s drink. He was up and walking
over to pick it up for her before she had a chance to react.
She
watched him cross the coffeehouse like a thirsty traveler eyeing a
pitcher of water. He was probably six foot six. His dark hair was
pulled back in a short ponytail. His black leather bomber jacket
showed his nice ass and those long lanky legs that went all the way
to Heaven. Even for his size, he appeared graceful. Unassuming.
Confident. And the nicest looking male from behind that she had ever
seen.
And
then he turned, holding the little white paper cup with two fingers,
the other ones splayed out, large as antlers. She could see how long
his fingers were, how substantial. She envisioned what those hands
could do to her. But as sexy as he was, he also made her mouth water
to feed.
His
prominent jaw line sported blue-black stubble. His strong pulse would
be no problem at all, but she would have to bite a little harder to
crack the skin. Maybe he would let her take him slowly. Then she
could kiss other parts of him in between while his heart pumped more
of the blood she craved. His lips were bright red and full. She would
enjoy sucking them, licking them. Perhaps biting them.
His
eyes found their way to hers, and when she met his gaze, she became
self-conscious of her thoughts, as if she knew somehow he could read
her mind. Anne told herself it was her craving for blood that caused
the almost sexual attraction for this male. After she fed, surely she
wouldn’t feel this way, she thought.
He
delicately deposited the white cup delicately in her hands. One
finger touched and almost seemed to rub against hers. She thought she
was imagining the touch, of course. Between her legs, a warm pool had
formed. It was a curious place to feel hunger, a hunger of another
kind. She blushed at her erotic thoughts.
“You
like cappuccino?” He seemed intrigued by the idea.
“Yes.
I need the caffeine in the afternoon.”
“And
here I thought your cheeks were flushed and ripe from a good meal.”
Those black eyes peered right to her soul. Almost as an afterthought,
he smiled, and the dark became brown, ringed with a coppery color
that drew her in.
I’ll
play your game.
“Yes.
After a big meal, I get tired sometimes.”
He
nodded. “I remember that.”
Anne
looked out the window. This was beginning to feel dangerous. She
grabbed her drink and stood. He stopped her by placing one hand on
her wrist. His action was soft, but deliberate. This male won’t be
denied.
“Please,
sit just a little longer. Then I’ll let you go home to your
husband.”
“Go?
You’ll let me go? What kind of talk is that? I think . . .” She
began to rise again, but his firm grip on her forearm stopped her.
“Hear
me out just a bit.” He did appear to be begging. Could it be she
saw a flash of pain there? No way.
“How
do you know I’m married?” she snapped out, letting her impatience
show.
“You
wear a wedding ring.” He fingered her ring slowly, sensually. She
let him touch her, perhaps a bit too long. She was going to correct
his misconception but decided to leave him thinking she was protected
by another man. Safer that way.
But
was she looking for safe?
There
was an obvious physical attraction between them. She had not felt
this before, not since before she was made.
“Do
I know you?” she asked, ignoring the comment about her marriage.
“No.
Ask it another way.” The huskiness of his voice made her ears buzz,
like he was brushing his lips across them, like they were in bed
whispering unmentionable things to each other.
“Do
you know me?” Her eyebrows rose at the ridiculous suggestion.
He
very lightly nodded. “Oh, yes. I have waited a long, long time for
you.”
“Okay,
that’s it. I’m outta here.” Anne jumped up, her coffee in her
hand. She slung her purse over her right shoulder and stormed off. He
followed her outside, keeping pace like they were walking in unison.
She stopped suddenly.
“Look.
Whoever you are, I will call the police if you don’t leave me
alone.”
“And
tell them what?”
“Tell
them there is a very strange male following me, bothering me.”
He
groaned again. The ground beneath her feet rumbled when he did that.
“I like that you say male.”
She
backed up, raising her palms up and out in his direction. “Please,
please leave me alone.”
“Agree
to meet me here tomorrow at this time and I won’t follow you.” He
smiled. “I promise.” He held his hand over his heart. Anne felt a
small tug at her own.
“Alright,”
she said, fully intending never to come back to this place again.
“Tomorrow at four. But I will call the cops if you don’t stop
this, this, way you are being—”
He
grabbed her upper arm and pulled her close his chest. She struggled,
but he held her tighter the more she wiggled. The spice on his cheeks
was a familiar scent to her and, relaxed her just enough so she
wouldn’t collapse entirely being so close to him. He leaned down
and whispered into her ear, “Go for now, little one. But as for
leaving you alone, there isn’t a chance in Hell that will ever
happen. See you tomorrow.”
And
then he was gone. Just gone. Nowhere to be found. She turned around
and around and there was no trace of him. No car leaving the parking
lot. No door being opened. Just the normal day all around her.
She
was hungry and, scared. She liked feeling both emotions equally.
She
knew it was going to be forever until four o’clock tomorrow.
A
feeding would take up the next hour. Only twenty-three more to go.
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Bio for Sharon Hamilton
Sharon’s NYT and USA Today
bestselling novels are almost-erotic Navy SEAL stories of the SEAL
Brotherhood. Her characters follow a spicy road to redemption through
passion and true love. This series continues with
book 8, SEAL's Promise, which will release November 11, 2014.
All of her SEAL Brotherhood Series are available in audio book. She
has maintained an Amazon top 100 author status in Romantic Suspense
for since the end of 2012.
Her Golden Vampires of Tuscany are not
like any vamps you’ve read before, since they don’t have to go to
ground, and can walk around in the full light of the sun. Honeymoon
Bite, Book 1 of the Golden Vampires of Tuscany Series, has earned the
Amazon designation of #1 Gothic Romance. It and Book 2 in the series,
Mortal Bite are both available on audio as well.
Her Guardian Angels struggle with the
human charges they are sent to save, often escaping their vanilla
world of Heaven for the brief human one. You won’t find any of
these beings in any Sunday school class.
Sharon lives in Sonoma County,
California, with her husband and two Dobermans. A lifelong organic
gardener, when she’s not writing, she’s getting verra verra dirty
in the mud, or wandering Farmer’s Markets looking for new Heirloom
varieties of vegetables and flowers.
"True Love Heals in
the Gardens of the Heart"
Sharon
Hamilton
SEALs Military & Paranormal Romance Writer |
Sharon
Hamilton
SEALs Military & Paranormal Romance Writer, with J.D. Hart, Sharon’s narrator |
Thursday, January 22, 2015
Fated Capture by Kristyn Eudes
Title: Fated Capture
Author: Kristyn Eudes
Genre: Paranormal, Young Adult
Series: Fated Keeper Series, #1
Synopsis:
Arsema believes she is just a regular sixteen year old girl until a week before the start of her junior year when she starts to experience strange occurrences. Soon after she is thrust in a world that feels more make-believe than reality. To make matter worse, she is being hunted by two ancient races of supernatural beings. One looking to find and save her life and in turn save their race, the other looking to use her to bring an end to the world as she knows it.
After being attacked and kidnapped by her best friend’s boyfriend she is rescued by the guy she has been having reoccurring dreams about. Soon her life isn’t the only thing she is in jeopardy of losing as she finds herself falling hard and fast for her rescuer, Lyon. But will she be able to see past who or what he really is and accept him as he is?
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Fated Capture is story about fate, adventure, magic and unconditional love. Arsema is a fiercely loyal heroine with a knack for getting herself into trouble. The question is will she be able to get out? Or will she find herself in the grasp of the one she desperately needs to avoid?
About the Author:
Kristyn Eudes was born in Phoenix, Arizona, but raised in a small town in Alabama were she still resides today. She recently married the love of her life and now spends her days raising their large family. She obsessed with Vampire Diaries and loves to spend her free time reading and writing.
Author Links:
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Wednesday, January 21, 2015
Cora Brent for .99!!!
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The next installment of the Gentry Boys is LIVE!!
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Bibi Rizer The Obsidian Stairway
Bestselling author, AJ Downey
“Follow The Obsidian Stairway into the dark recesses of pleasure and euphoric fantasy!”
Bestselling Author, Titania Ladley
Blurb:
Advisory: The Obsidian Stairway is a dystopian erotic romance with graphic sex and language (18+)
Young journalist O’Mara Tanner ventures into the red light district – The City of Dark Pleasures – to report on a new sexual service that has been the subject of much gossip. But what she finds there only reminds her of all that has been lost in the dark days known as The Expiation.
Tully – handsome, attentive, mysterious – is unlike any “servant” O’Mara has met in the Pleasures. And his extraordinary service is about to allow her to experience a level of intimacy she has only ever imagined .
“Oh Good Lord that was amazing. Truly that was a beautiful, mind numbing work of art. I was curious, aroused and I’m certain you broke my heart a bit. Sincerely one of the best bits of writing I’ve read in some time. I’m sitting here slightly shaken and wondering what is next. That was…..yeah amazing. In a bit when I can breathe right again, I’ll give you a better review but for now I need a minute.”
Author, Kate Benoit
Excerpt:
A few seconds pass while I listen to the low buzz of the tungsten lights and the higher pitched hum of what I assume is the machinery.“So your service, it’s some kind of machine, right?”
“More or less. Are you ready to try it?” He lays a hand on top of mine. “You don’t need to be scared.”
“I’m not scared,” I lie. “Should I undress?”
“It’s not necessary. You can if you want to.”
I think about that for a moment. The setting is so strange and unsexy. I can’t imagine how anyone would want to undress. There isn’t even a bed. Are we going to have sex on the floor? And when will this machine appear?
“You have questions?” Tully says.
“I have the feeling you’ll say I have to experience it to fully understand.”
He smiles, leaning forward and reaching behind my chair. “I can explain it. But it’s true that your experience will be better if I don’t. Knowing too much interferes with the effect.” When he sits back, he has several wires in his hand, each terminating in a small electrode. As he speaks in a low soothing voice, he attaches the electrodes – one to each temple, one in the center of my forehead, two somewhere in my hair, and one below each ear. “I want you to know that the safe word will work, if you need it. Do you remember it?” I nod as he attaches a final electrode on the back of my neck, just below my hairline.
“Am I having electroshock therapy?” I’m joking. I hope I’m joking.
Tully smiles as he clips a heart rate monitor onto my index finger. “You won’t feel anything.”
“I won’t feel anything? Doesn’t that defeat the whole point of visiting the Pleasures?”
He laughs then, rises from his stool and turns toward the workbench. “Oh, you’ll feel something. Just not at the point of the electrodes.” He sits on another stool, in front of a chipped cathode screen, which comes to glowing green life as he types onto a clacky keyboard. “Sit back and relax. If you lean forward like that, you’re in danger of falling out of the chair.” He spins on his stool, facing me again. He has a small handheld terminal in his hands, a thick coil of wire connecting it to the equipment on the workbench. “Ready?”
I lean back into the chair, resting my head on the soft cushion. “Ready.”
He turns a knob on the handset. There’s a barely perceptible increase in the background hum as Tully stands. I watch him take one graceful step toward me, two, three and then the world goes black.
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About the Author:
Bibi Rizer is a mom, blogger, teacher and writer living in the Pacific Northwest. While she’s been writing professionally for many years, romance and erotica are relatively new pursuits.Bibi likes writing about strong kinky women and brave willing men living in realistic and imperfect worlds.
In her spare time Bibi sings Karaoke and hangs around on film sets with child actors. Having the the firm belief that no one can be too weird or too funny, she happily admits that most of her favorite people and characters are both.
Stalk her on Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest, Goodreads or her blog at www.BibiRizer.com.
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Tuesday, January 20, 2015
Loved by Britni Hill Cover Release!
The first Western Palm book is on sale for .99 (limited time).
Loved (a Western Palm Novella)
Releases: Feb 10th
Blurb:
Sun, sand, and sangria are what Megan wanted for spring break. Instead she’s getting linens, centerpieces, and dress fittings. The sister that constantly outshines her is getting married and Megan has to help with the preparations. While their friends are enjoying the beach and a typical college spring break, Matt and Megan are heading to her hometown.
An overbearing mother. A disapproving father. A stuffy, perfectionist sister. A poorly attempted set up.
Matt’s doing everything he can to show Megan and her family that she’s loved.
Other books in the Western Palm Universe
(can be read on their own but they contain some of the same characters and events)
Hushed (on sale .99)
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DAY 7 Until Savannah Morgans Release
Marie's World by Kristal McKerrington FINALLY in US
Marie's
World tells a tale of love gone wrong, of doing the right thing
even if it hurts and how to survive when your world is turned upside
down. Famed dancer, actress and Reality TV star Marie returns
from LA to her hometown in Scotland to escape the fall-out from the
damaging revelations in her twin sister Layla's thinly-disguised
novel. As she attempts to rebuild her life and career with her
partner Derek, Marie's long-repressed memories and emotions come
flooding to the surface, and she finds herself menaced by the world
of her former husband, the only man she has ever truly loved and now
her most dangerous adversary.
A little about Kristal McKerrington
Kristal
McKerrington is from Scotland, UK. She has a love for Scotland and
for Vikings. Kristal has been a professionally published author since
2010. She writes erotica, young adult, thrillers and all different
kinds of romance books.
She's represented by Gilbert Literary
Agency. She is the former writer also with Calling Spots Magazine.
She writes for Reem Vision. She works with her co-author Joe E Legend
on a line of books, which started in 2013.
She's
been a professionally published author since 2010. She's a former
writer for Calling Spots magazine. She created and wrote on Romance
and The Wrestler for Bishop-Lyons Entertainment. She's
represented by Barone Literacy Agency. She's been a best selling
author for XoXo Publishing. She's appeared on TMZ a few
times and writes with Reem Vision.
Website:
kristalmckerrington.com
Twitter: www.twitter.com/K_mcKerrington
Facebook
Fan Page: http://ht.ly/3xc0D
Buy Links:
Amazon
Barnes and Noble
Waterstones
Snippet
Being back in Aberdeen made Marie’s
stomach twist up. She held a rucksack over her back, while she
dragged her suitcase behind her. She made her way out of the
International Airport with a lengthening step. She kept her eyes
hidden behind the safety of her sunglasses. Her heart beat in time
with the music blasting through her headphones.
People rushed past her, they went about
with their lives and for a moment Marie soaked up being on the
threshold of the landmark place in her own history. She stood in the
small airport which hadn’t changed a bit and felt her heart race
even faster. She stared at the people always in a rush to get
somewhere. No bigger feeling of coming home than this. For Aberdeen
offered no bigger reminder of the need to work and to achieve a
dream.
The place bred drive and challenged its
citizens to go after their dreams. Seeing it like it used to be hit
her hard and knocked the air out of her chest. She hadn’t thought
she’d ever return here. Not when things were about to change so
drastically. Her entire world would turn upside down and she’d
become lost in it all soon. There wasn’t anything she could do.
She paused, thinking about how Layla’s
book would change all of this. Her twin looked to take away the veils
of everyone’s worlds, secrets. Tucking her hands into her back
pockets, Marie hoped from here she might find away to survive it all.
Up to this moment she did all she could
to stay away from Aberdeen, yet this place got inside her skin and
tore her back.
Marie fought the greatest desire to run
back onto another plane and leave here, but she knew when the news
broke of her past, here would be the safest place for her to be. She
fought a hard battle to not give into it.
People didn’t know the full story of
why she took off out of here when she did. She wore the scars and
reminders of what happened here. Her eyes teared up when she looked
at the lines of taxis. The signs for Scotland and places she often
visited when she trained, competed in dance battles . Created
something good.
She knew what went on here couldn’t
happen again, history couldn’t be allowed to repeat itself. Marie
knew despite everything she couldn’t let her husband back into her
life. She lost two men she loved dearly here. Marie still didn’t
know why her husband took off into the dead of the night. She
remembered painfully well now and she wiped at her tears.
“Marie.” A strong male voice broke
into her thoughts and she remembered his warning. The reason why she
must return here and do what she got paid to do. She couldn’t help
seeing her ex-husband in her mind though. His face the moment he told
her he loved her and how she used to believe this would all be okay.
The way he stroked her cheek, one last time...
Derek warned her about how they had to
do this and they looked to change the way things were, by leading the
way. Dancers were stubborn and soon her dance world would be over for
good. Layla would see to it when her book came out, and the world
would know what mistakes Marie had made. She had wondered how they’d
look at her if her secrets ever came out, and now Marie would get an
answer to this question.
She held one away from even her twin
sister, yet somehow she knew this secret would be coughed up in the
book which was designed to make the dance world choose. Make them
choose between the old ways and the new ones.
Monday, January 19, 2015
Unexpected by Amity Cross Release Day!!
Series: Unexpected
Author: Amity Cross
Genre: Erotic Romance
UNEXPECTED
Synopsis
Blair is looking for an escape.
West is looking for a connection.
One down and out woman. One isolated rock star. Life at the top is lonely, but so is life at the bottom.
Blair is just looking for someone to take the edge off her crappy life. Dull the pain, breathe a little life into her neglected body. A chance meeting at a bar leads to a night of passion. No names, no personal details. Just sex.
Well, it wasn't personal until she sees the guy standing on a stage ten meters in front of her. How the hell didn't she realize that the guy who blew her mind is the guitarist out of that dirty rock 'n' roll band, Affliction? And why is he chasing her down the street? And how does he know her name?
Sometimes you find the things you didn't even know you were looking for in the most unexpected places.
Warning: This book is EROTIC ROMANCE and contains a lot of descriptive sex, strong language, lickable rock stars and one a** kicking female lead. 18+ due to mature sexual content
Author Note
Unexpected was originally released throughout 2014 as a serial in three parts. They were:
Unexpected #1
Unexplainable #2
Unintended #3
NOW AVAILABLE AS:
Unexpected: Part 1
FREE NOVELLA
This edition is the first part of Blair and West’s story as told in the original version of Unexpected.
Links to Buy
Unexpected (Unexpected #1-3)
This edition is the entire collection as a full,
stand alone novel.
If you enjoy Blair and West’s story, please consider
reading Unexpected: Affliction. It follows the other members in the band as
they chase their happily ever afters. It includes all three parts in the
single edition.
Links to Buy
UNEXPECTED: AFFLICTION
(Unexpected #3-6)
Synopsis
Joe Fox is the calm inside the hurricane that
is rock outfit Affliction. But underneath the surface he's struggling against
his own brewing category five.
When he meets Alexis Storm
something Undeniable sparks between them.
Sasha Montgomery has
everything she ever wanted.
As the manager of Affliction, she's got everything
she ever dreamed of. . . except guitarist Mick Savage.
Watching him from the sidelines is Unbearable, but
when he finally realises what her feelings are…everything is going to change.
Rob Hancock was never the savior type.
When he saves Lilly Hunter from a nasty situation,
he's about to get more than he bargained for. Now he's her savior and will do
whatever it takes to make her safe.
And when push comes to shove, he'll
be Unstoppable in his desire to deliver her from her demons.
Warning: These books are
classed as EROTIC ROMANCE and contain a lot of descriptive sex, strong
language, lickable rock stars and a whole lotta a** kicking female leads.
Strictly 18+.
Links to Buy
Author Bio
Amity Cross isn't her real name. That's no secret.
She is
the author of wicked stories about rock stars looking for redemption, gritty
romances featuring MMA fighters and dark tales of forbidden romance. She loves
to write about screwed up relationships and kick ass female leads
that don't take s**t lying down.
Amity
lives in a leafy country town in southern Australia and can be found
chained to her desk, held at ransom by her characters.
Author Links
Giveaway
Signed Limited Edition Paperback of
Unexpected: Part 1
$20 Amazon Gift Card
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