Friday, October 24, 2014

HIGH STAKES by Nikki Groom ♥ RELEASE BLITZ



Title: High Stakes (The Kingdom, #2)
Author: Nikki Groom
Release Date: October 24, 2014
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance

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Blurb

“Stupid. Beautiful. Girl. How did you ever think you could be free?” The last words I heard before the darkness took me and my dreams were shattered. I was on my way to having it all. Friends, family and a future. Everything I had wished for but never thought possible. Denham King showed me just how good life could be. A life where love and happiness were within reach. Almost. I should have known it would never last. My past is a dark, damp cloud, that has seeped into my skin and left a cold promise. A promise of hurt and pain. A promise of a long, hard fight, where the stakes are high and the risks threaten lives. When your world gets thrown in all directions, and your dreams for the future are torn from your grasp; how do you go on? Can I fight the demons that haunt me? Can love save me from fate’s cruel path?

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Excerpt

“Arianna, dear. It’s nice to see you again.” Amy pushes past my shoulder, inviting herself in and taking ownership of the air around us. “Although, I wasn’t expecting to see so much,” she sneers, letting her eyes drift down the length of my legs. I stand tall, trying not to be intimidated by her, trying to stand my ground in my apartment, but instantly feeling threatened by the way her body reacts to me, and the way her gaze makes me feel cold and uncomfortable. She lifts her hand toward me, and tucks a long, red, predatory nail under the collar of the white shirt I am wearing, lifting it between her fingertips and gently brushing against my collarbone through the fabric as she does. It sends chills through me. She’s cold. Her aura, her demeanor, and her intentions are all icy and it radiates from her in steady pulses. “I bet he likes you in this. I bet he asked you to wear it, am I wrong?” Of course, she’s not wrong. She’s pretty much as correct as can fucking be. I swallow hard. Shards of her persona stick into me like little icy pins. Her words, like little needles of reality, stab into my veins. She knows him better than I do. She knows what he likes, and what he doesn’t. Has he asked her to wear his shirt for him? Has he told her to dress in nothing but heels and diamonds for him? The thoughts make me feel sick. But, I know that she’s playing me. I've seen Denham’s reaction to her. I’ve seen the contempt in his eyes when her name is mentioned, and I’ve felt the tension radiate from him when he encounters her. She’s a bitch. Pure and simple.

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Author Bio

Nikki Groom

Nikki Groom is a hopeless romantic, lover of all things happily ever after and firm believer that love makes the world go around. In her spare time, you will find Nikki laughing with her very treasured family, walking with her beloved dog in the hundred acre wood or curled up in a cosy corner with words and wine. She lives in East Sussex with her husband and two children. Having turned her hand to many things over the years, Nikki is now proud to add ‘author’ to that list. Having always been a dreamer, Nikki’s imagination stretches far and wide, which enables her to get lost in faraway places and imaginary people. Nikki loves to chat, especially about books! You can find her here…

   
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Curve My Song by Sarah Gai




Synopsis:

Fall in love with this larger than life trio. Follow the Curvies as stumble through life, romance, drama and some plus size laughs.

Sassy full figured Bree Carson loves her life, her casual singing gigs and her two best friends, the cute chubby Skyla and the always feisty Elise. But still she feels like something is missing......

Taylor Cole returns to his home town after leaving a decade ago. When Bree and Taylor are thrust together, old sparks from the past reignite. Can Taylor break through the walls securely built around Bree's heart?. Will Bree let him in?


Thursday, October 23, 2014

Someone To Watch Over Me by Sienna Mynx




This was a quick and easy read that left me feeling the way that I want to feel at the end of a book. I had no real questions about what happens next, there were no holes left open, everything was neatly and believably tied up at the end. In an era of cliffhangers (which I hate with a passion) I appreciate a well written and complete story when I get one. I don't see this as being the start of a series, just an enjoyable one of stand alone book. 

I have recently begun reading biker/Motorcycle Club books and the worlds created are often gritty, rough, violent, and descriptive. Mynx definitely puts her own spin on the MC world by giving us a look into a black club that is on the verge of imploding. At the center of their downfall is a young woman seeking revenge and justice for her murdered brother. KaeCee is a club princess who goes against everything that she was raised to believe in, to live and die for, all to see the man responsible for her suffering and the death of her brother pay for his crimes. 

Brought in by the Spyders to find KaeCee, Brick can't seem to bring himself to shake his unusual but intense attraction to the young woman on the run from one of the most powerful MC's in the country. After finding her, Brick has to make a choice between going with his gut or honoring his contract and turning KaeCee over to the club who has paid him well for his services. Brick is a bit different from most of the heroes we get in romance. Brick doesn't trust his ability to make confident and well thought out decisions. As the story develops it is revealed why he has the problems that he does. However, I don't believe that a man can be a trusted enforcer for the Russian mob, survive that service, and run his own business and be overly unintelligent. Maybe not a genius, but definitely not stupid. You simply don't survive the life that Brick has lead being dumb. 

Oh, if only Jason Momoa could act well because I could so see this as a movie! Maybe Ryan Hurst who played Opie on Sons of Anarchy could play Brick. Oh well, a girl can dream! In typical Mynx style, you get an interesting story with just the right amount of steaminess in Someone To Watch Over Me. All in all another good addition to my ever growing Sienna Mynx collection. 

Happy Reading!
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Synopsis:

The enemy of my enemy is a lover of mine… 
Sometimes a girl’s savior could be the man no one dare trusts… 

KaeCee Everett is a wanted woman. The leader of the Black Spyder motorcycle gang wants her dead. The federal agents sworn to protect her have cut her loose. The Russian mafia has a vested interest in the secrets she protects. And the father she had hoped would love and shield her from the violence of his legacy now sits in prison and plots his revenge. On the run for her life she arrives in Los Angeles with only one hope of surviving the chase. However, one of the fiercest enforcers turned private investigator has her under the scope of his lens. Will he help her avenge her brother’s death and escape the contract on her head? Or will his dark obsession with her be their ultimate demise? 

Disclaimer: Someone To Watch Over Me is a fully developed novella based off of the short story “Private Dick and the Red Shoes,” in the Scarlet Diaries anthology by T.A. Ford. 

POINT OF FREEDOM by Stacey Lynn ♥ Release Blitz

 

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Title: Point of Freedom (Nordic Lords MC, #3)
Author: Stacey Lynn
Release Date: October 23, 2014

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Synopsis

Hatred. Desire. Broken Dreams. Jules McAllister has loved and lost. She experienced the gut wrenching pain of grief after her boyfriend, Scratch, a member of the Nordic Lords MC, died on the same night that she told him they were going to have a child. Grief stricken and destroyed, she left Jasper Bay, unable to tell anyone the truth of what really happened that fateful night. When her childhood friend, Olivia needs her, Jules realizes it’s time to return home and give her daughter what she wants most – a family. But Jules didn’t count on the tumultuous emotions she would feel around Scratch’s brooding and angry brother, Jaden. Jaden has vowed to never forgive Jules for, what he feels is her role his brother’s death. Being face to face with Jules again, who is now a mother to a young child, he finds that his anger hasn’t waned and swears to have nothing to do with mom or child. But how can he reconcile the burning fury in his soul with the irrational urge to touch her? To taste her? To own her completely? Can wounded hearts that still bleed ever be healed? And can two people broken by their pasts find freedom from their pain in each other? Or will a night of passion destroy them both?  

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Drool pooled at the edges of my mouth as I stared at him in the early morning daylight. So early that I could tell through the cheap, dusty blinds that the sun was just starting to come up. The small glimpse of light was enough for me to know that he might look like Scratch… But he didn’t. He was hard and defined and rough and angry in a way that was uniquely him. I licked my lips, tried to turn around and search for my damn shoes. I had to get out of there. Quickly. But when I did, my hip bumped his table and I let out a quiet curse, biting my lip to keep from swearing louder. “Your shoes are in the truck.” Crap. I’d woken the beast.  

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Point of Return (Nordic Lords MC, #1)
 
Point of Redemption (Nordic Lords MC, #2)
   
About the Author

Stacey Lynn 


  Amazon Bestselling Author of the Just One Song series, Don't Lie to Me, Remembering Us and the Nordic Lords MC series. I am a wife, a mom, and a writer. I can often be found curled up on the couch with a good book, or obsessively eating Skittles in a very complicated and organized manner. No joke.

 
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Zoey and the Nice Guy by Carter Ashby

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Book Title: Zoey and the Nice Guy 
Author: Carter Ashby 
Genre: Romantic Comedy 
Release Date: November 18, 2014 

Synopsis

For Zoey Odell, the definition of family is her two best friends, Maya and Addy. So when Maya makes the decision to leave her abusive husband, Zoey is only too happy to lavish her with support and a temporary home. Unfortunately, taking in her best friend also means seeing more of that no good do-gooder, Kellen Bradley.
For Kellen, the definition of family has just been shattered. After finding out that his brother is an abusive monster, he can’t help but question himself and his parents. The one thing he knows for certain is that he’ll do anything to take care of his sister-in-law and her children. For them, he would walk into gunfire, pass through the flames of hell…even go head-to-head with Zoey Odell.
Zoey has no intention of letting him in, but Kellen is done taking her crap. Life has just gotten real and he’s more than ready to shed his nice-guy image. When he finally stands up to her, Zoey starts seeing him in a new light. As the attraction turns mutual, she finds it more and more difficult to hide behind her carefully formed walls. And Kellen is finding himself more and more driven to tear those walls down.

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He opened his eyes and for the first time ever, there was fire in them. He stepped toward her and pointed at her. “Here’s how it’s going to be. I’m going to visit my sister and her kids whenever. The fuck. I want. And you’re going to keep your goddamn mouth shut about how much you hate me, especially around those kids. You got no right badmouthing me where they can hear. You understand all that?”

She pressed her lips together to keep from grinning. “Yeah, I understand.”
He stepped back, the fire in his eyes replaced by stunned confusion. He blew out a breath and rubbed the back of his neck. “I’m sorry to have to talk to you like that, but you’ve left me no choice.”
She did laugh, then. She couldn’t help herself. “What’s next, Kellen? Are you gonna spank me and send me to bed?”

He actually blushed.
She stopped laughing and arched her brow. “Is that what you want, Kellen? To spank me?” She was possessed of the desire to flirt. Like a warrior who’d finally met her match on the field of battle, she found a kinship with her enemy. And in her case, a sudden and exciting attraction.

Meet the Author

Carter Ashby is a hardworking housewife and homeschool mother by day, and a romance reader and writer by night. She lives in rural Missouri with her husband, three children, and two dogs.

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Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Into the Darkness by J.T. Geissinger





Synopsis:

In New Vienna, capital of the oppressive global government formed after the Flash, three things are certain: the sun is poisonous, speaking out is dangerous, and being different will get you killed.

And Lumina Bohn is extraordinarily different.

Living in terror of discovery, Lu knows nothing of her past?but she knows she must pretend to be human to survive. When an incident at work triggers her astonishing powers, she becomes the target of an international manhunt. Only one person can save her: Magnus, the enigmatic stranger haunting her dreams.

Magnus rescues the outcasts called Aberrants from capture and torture. As Lu begins exploring her powers among her people, her feelings for Magnus intensify. He's determined to stay emotionally distant, yet their smoldering passion soon becomes impossible to resist.

But when a shocking revelation threatens the lives of every remaining Aberrant, Lu and Magnus must risk everything, confronting their enemies in an explosive final stand to save their kind from the darkest fate of all: extinction.



Excerpt:

The hunter with the scarred face and penetrating dark eyes was perched high atop the street opposite the Hospice, on the crest of the sloped tiled roof of the Palais Hansen Kempinski, a former luxury hotel that now functioned as the IF’s media headquarters. Inside, the “news” was manufactured and distributed throughout the federation by a team of reporters on the company payroll, and through the soles of his feet he felt their scurried activity as scant vibrations, smelled their fear and fervor as comingled sour scents on the evening wind.

Some of them actually believed the propaganda they churned out. Most of them were simply too afraid to say they did not.

He watched the young woman leaning on the courtyard gate of the Hospice below with hawklike fixedness.  Every sense hummed with the power of her. The elegant, electrical thrill of the energy she emanated was like nothing he’d ever felt. He’d hunted Aberrants for more than twenty of his thirty-six years, and not a single one of them had ever set his nerves alight like this one.
Looking at her, he felt stung. He felt slapped. He felt, for a moment, a jolt of terrifying elation, as if he’d flung himself from the roof and was free falling through space toward his death.

This was the one he’d been seeking. He’d found her at last.
She pulled herself upright for the first time since her uniformed companion had walked away, and passed a trembling hand over her hair. Even from this distance he saw how hard it shook. He saw the effort it took for her to straighten her shoulders and lift her chin. He longed to see her face, but she had her back to him, and didn’t turn, even as she pushed through the gate and walked slowly up the cracked cement path to the Hospice entrance. She removed the glove from her right hand, placed her palm on the scanner beside the front door, then disappeared within the building as the door swung open and shut behind her. The chance to look at her face was lost.

No matter, he thought, rising from his crouch. He’d see her face soon enough. Besides, he already knew what she looked like. He knew everything there was to know about this imposter who called herself Lumina Bohn.

He’d made it his life’s mission to do so.

About the Author


J.T. Geissinger is an award-winning author of paranormal and contemporary romance featuring dark and twisted plots, kick-ass heroines, and alpha heroes whose hearts are even bigger than their muscles. Her debut fantasy romance Shadow’s Edge was a #1 bestseller on Amazon US and UK and won the Prism award for Best First Book. Her follow-up novel, Edge of Oblivion, was a RITA Award finalist for Paranormal Romance from the Romance Writers of America, and she has been nominated for numerous awards for her work.

She resides in Los Angeles with her husband.







Hansel Part One by Ella James



Hansel by Ella James 
(Hansel #1) 
Publication date: October 22nd 2014 
Genres: Adult, Erotica, Romance


Synopsis:
My name is Gretel. I’m the dish-washer. The kitchen girl. I’m not one of Mother’s pets. I’m just a storybook girl no one sees. Until that night. When I find him again, and all my dreams come to life.

He’s mine—the one called Hansel. I’ve come here to claim him.


I’m Hansel, a crazy woman’s toy. It’s taken years, but I’ve finally forgotten everything outside my life here in The House. I live for sex and nothing more. Until I see her. Gretel.

I remember her. I need her. She is mine.


AUTHOR’S NOTE: This story is not panty-melting. Your panties won’t have time to melt, because they will fuc*ing evaporate. Poof! But let me level with you: It is crazy. It is dark. You have to trust me. You will find both Gretel and Hansel to be completely fuc- lovable. You have my word.
P.S. It’s not fantasy. It’s contemporary erotica.
P.S.S. No one in this fairy tale is related.

AUTHOR BIO:

Ella James is a Colorado author who writes teen and adult romance. She is happily married to a man who knows how to wield a red pen, and together they are raising a feisty two-year-old who will probably grow up believing everyone's parents go to war over the placement of a comma.

Ella's books have been listed on numerous Amazon bestseller lists, including the Movers & Shakers list and the Amazon Top 100; two were listed among Amazon's Top 100 Young Adult Ebooks of 2012.

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Excerpt:

I should have called this shit off a long damn time ago.

When I arrived in Vegas seven years ago, I didn’t know any better than what I was. Than what I did. I needed things I haven’t needed in a fucking long time now. Dominating women…it was the air in my lungs.

Now it’s goddamned boring.

I’ve cut back—way back; maybe two or three times a year, like tonight, when we have investors in the house, and my submissives are Luna Trois and French Kitten, a famous porn star and a celebutant bitch who, combined with me, draw a pretty decent crowd.

But this shit is all for show. We don’t do real-time domination at The Forest. Not when my submissives are so notable, and there’s a crowd ten bodies thick behind the Plexiglas wall. Luna and Frenchy had to sign off on the cat I’m palming. On the thick plugs in their puckered holes. On the tight cuffs around their wrists, and the spreaders I’ll use when both their asses are good and welted.

They were happy to agree to the nipple clamps I like to use: the metal ones that can do real damage if left on too long—though, of course, they won’t be.

Neither woman objected to the dual blow job they’ll give me after I spread them wide and use my fist on them, where Luna will deep-throat me and Frenchy will tea-bag my balls. Luna is thrilled that, after she stuffs her throat full of my cock, she’ll spread her legs for Luna’s tongue while Luna lets me fuck her from behind. I’ve got a nine-inch cock, and she told me before the show, she’s shallow, but Luna likes the pain. They all do.

I can’t lie: I like to give it.

I made my name dominating sick showgirls.

A lot of it is my body and my face, my pretty cock and the absurd length of time that I can wield it. But it’s the showmanship, too.

The rough, whispered words the mics can always pick up on.

The heavy-handed spanking—also okay’d by them, although it looks and sounds spontaneous.

The way I give it to them, invading mouth, pussy, and ass, often in quick succession.

People like to think of me as some sort of grand fucking conquestor.

Unbreakable.

Unyielding.

In the six months after I left Colorado and hitchhiked my way to Vegas, where my miserable life began, I made such a name for myself as “Edgar,” my shows at Vixxx would sometimes draw a bigger crowd than the Saturday night fights at the Mirage.

With a pedigree like mine, it wasn’t difficult to sweet-talk investors into fronting a club. I’m good with money—good at betting, I guess—so they were happy to invest again and again, each time lowering my interest rates and increasing the amount of dollars. Now that The Forest is what it is, even the most prudish among them are pleased to have their names up on the donors’ wall inside my primary location on The Strip.

In the last five years, I’ve opened four locations. Financed one sixth of a casino. Built five apartment buildings, invested in one planned gated community, and bought out three luxury car lots.

I’m interviewed regularly by the Nevada Business Times, consulted occasionally by Hollywood, still sporadically beset by huge financial offers from porn studios, discreetly phoned by Wall Street deviants interested in “the lifestyle.”

They all know me as Edgar.

Not my birth name, Lucas Lenore, nor any other name I’ve had.

I’ve made a new life. Become almost famous for my stamina and temper, for my keen eye for submissives and my talent with a crop.

I stay hard all the way through every show, no matter how long. It’s not Viagra. Just my lust.

And no one ever guesses my secret.

At what my private submissives’ gag orders keep hidden.

That after every show, there must be blood.

Mine.

Because I’m not a sadist—not just.
I’m still Hansel. And Hansel is a masochist.