~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Special Preorder Price: $2.99 until 10/19! Preorder your copy today!
Playing with Seduction by Erika Wilde
Date of Publication: October 19, 2015
Blurb
SEDUCTION HAS NEVER BEEN SO SCANDALOUS . . .
Kendall Shaw loves her job as a boudoir photographer. When she enlists hot, gorgeous, 100% alpha male, Jase Burns for a custom photo shoot for a romance novel cover, she quickly discovers that he only took the job to get close to her. But her painful divorce has made her wary of men, and especially one who is eight years younger than she is.
The moment Jase sets his sights on beautiful, sexy Kendall, he wants her. Despite their mutual attraction, she's rejected his every advance. But Jase loves a good challenge, and one steamy, seductive night at The Players Club changes everything between them.
Kendall has never experienced such overwhelming passion, or been pursued so tenaciously. Jase is addicting, in every way, and she soon finds herself falling for a man who doesn't fit into her ideal future.
Can Jase convince Kendall to let go of her past and take a risk on a second chance at love—with him?
Available From
About Erika Wilde
Erika Wilde (aka Janelle Denison) is the USA Today bestselling author of over 50 contemporary romances for multiple print publishers.
So, why the new pen name?
As Janelle Denison I've always written sexy books, but lately my writing has taken on more erotic elements that I wanted to keep separate for readers because not everyone likes their reading material on the spicier, kinkier side of romance. However, please be assured that even as Erika Wilde, you will still get an emotionally layered story with characters you'll care about and fall in love with. That is always my goal, whether I'm writing straight contemporary romances, or more erotically charged stories.
Currently, I'm working on The Marriage Diaries and making sure that Dean and Jillian enjoy exploring the more erotic side to their marriage. The series will be on-going, with no foreseeable ending as of right now, for as long as readers want to be voyeurs to Dean and Jillian's sizzling new relationship.
Find Erika Wilde Online
Contest
Hosted by:
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Book Title: Finding Us (A Nucci Securities Novel)
Author: Debra Presley
Genre: Romantic Suspense/Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 31, 2015
Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions
Learn More About Kindle Unlimited
Pop star Abby Murphy is living every girl’s dream. She has fame, fortune, and a handsome boyfriend, a guitar player named Sean. That changes the night she finds him in the arms of another woman. Hurt and betrayed, Abby ends their relationship. But Sean won't accept the breakup, and she soon learns that he’s had a hidden agenda all along. Overnight, Sean transforms from loving boyfriend to dangerous adversary, and Abby no longer knows who she can trust among her friends and family.
Abby turns to her bodyguard, Danny Nucci, a man who will do everything in his power to keep her safe. But when Abby realizes her feelings for Danny run much deeper than she thought, she refuses to give in to her attraction in order to preserve her new found independence as well as protect Danny from Sean's machinations.
When Abby finally finds the strength to reclaim her life and acknowledge her growing love for Danny, will she be able to let him in? And will Danny be able to overcome his own demons to be the man she needs him to be? Or will she be forced to let him go forever?
“That wasn’t as bad as it could’ve been,” Sophie said.
“Danny was lucky enough to get cornered by that woman.” Ron chuckled and pressed the buttons for their floors. “Left me to hold back all the squealing teenagers.”
Abby fought the urge to roll her eyes. The woman was gross. She was dressed like a cheap whore. And, she was there with her daughter, not at some nightclub. She wouldn’t leave Danny alone.
“You could’ve given me some help. She was disgusting.” He shook his head exaggeratedly.
“She was quite fond of you.” Abby laughed to mask her real feelings.
“Not one of you tried to intervene. I’m gonna need to shower for a week in order to get her perfume out of my nose. She reeked.”
“Yeah, you do smell pretty,” Abby goaded.
“I’ll remember this. Just wait,” Danny warned as the elevator door opened to Sophie’s floor.
“Night.” Sophie gave Abby a quick peck on the cheek before she stepped off the elevator.
“Night.” Abby waited inside the elevator with Danny. He held the door open while Ron walked Sophie to her room.
“So, what are your plans for the rest of the night? A late night rendezvous with the smelly cougar?” Abby teased.
“Aren’t you the funny one this evening. Well, baby doll, it’s two-thirty in the morning, so I’m thinking sleep. Why? Did you have something in mind?”
She got lost for a minute in his deep-brown eyes that sparkled with mischief. She’d always thought he was hot, but she was caught off guard by the desire to touch his cheek, to smooth her fingertips over his dimples. This visceral reaction to Danny kept happening more and more frequently, no matter how much she tried to suppress it.
“Um, you still with me, Abby?”
She blinked, and her cheeks flushed with heat. “Oh, you want me to answer you?” she laughed to cover up her embarrassment. She didn’t want him to realize she’d been daydreaming about how rough his five o’ clock shadow would feel against the flat of her tongue. “I told you how I feel about your stupid nicknames.” She tried to sound pissed, but didn’t pull it off.
Ron laughed as he entered the elevator and pressed the button for their floor. Danny glared at him for a moment then started laughing with him.
Abby changed the subject. Much safer that way. “What time are we heading out in the morning?”
“Oh-nine-hundred hours,” Danny replied.
“Okay, Drill Sergeant, I’ll be ready.” The elevator dinged, and the doors opened to the semi-private floor which held the suite she shared with Sean, along with another across the hall where Danny and Ron stayed.
“Well, Military Man, it’s been a pleasure. I’m gonna go pass the hell out. Have a good night. See ya, Ron.” She waved over her shoulder as she slid her keycard through the electronic lock. When the reader beeped and the green light came on, she gave the men one last smile before entering her suite.
She closed the door and removed the nude color platform pumps from her aching feet. Clearly, her shoes were made for showing, not walking. She made her way into the large sunken living room; the muted neon glow from the Vegas strip was the only light in the room.
“Sean?” Abby called on her way to the bedroom. She dropped her shoes next to the dresser.
Sean wasn’t there, even though he’d said he would be. Abby blew out a puff of air, annoyed with herself for believing him, yet again. She wasn’t lying when she said she’d reached her limit, but that didn’t matter when he knew that it wasn’t up to her anyway. Her mother would never let her leave him. She had plans, and it didn’t matter what Abby wanted. Abby turned the light on then dug into her bag for her phone. It wasn’t there. “Fuck,” she muttered. She picked up the hotel phone and dialed Sean’s number. It went to voicemail. She hung up. There was no point in leaving a message.
She dialed back to the operator and asked to be connected to Sophie’s room.
“Hey, sorry to bother you, but do you have my phone?”
“No, I don’t think so, but let me look. Hold on.”
Abby chewed her lip, thinking about Sean. Where the hell was he? Worse, who was he with? A hard knot formed in her stomach as she thought about what he might be doing.
“Hey,” Sophie said. “I don’t have it.”
“I must’ve left it in my dressing room.” Typical, considering the way her luck had been tonight. “Sean’s not here. You know what that means.” She sighed. “I’m gonna go find my phone.”
“Why do you even bother with him anymore? We’ve hashed this out before.”
“It’s late. Can we talk about this later? He’s not here and right now I can’t even think about what that means, but I know I need my phone.” She was sick of it all.
“You shouldn’t go alone.”
“It’ll take twenty minutes. Quick and easy.” Thankfully the arena was connected to the hotel.
“Okay, but ask one of the boys to go.”
“They’ve had a long night. I don’t want to bother them. I won’t be long, and besides, you’ll know where I am. When I find my phone, I’ll call you.”
“Abby! Tell them. I get that you’re upset, because Sean’s disappeared…again but don’t do something stupid.”
“Fine. Will you come with?”
“I’ll meet you at the elevator.”
“Perfect. Thanks.” Abby slipped on a pair of flats and unhooked the panic button from her purse and attached it to her bracelet. Danny insisted that she wear the damn thing. She insisted that it looked good as a charm she could wear hanging from wrist or attached to her purse. After all, security was important, but appearances could make or break her career. She didn’t want it to look like she had a tracking device on her.
Abby double-checked that her keycard was in her pocket before she let her door close behind her, then she jabbed the call button for the elevator. She was about to knock on the door to Danny and Ron’s suite, but a ding sounded behind her and announced the arrival of the elevator. “Damn.” She decided to call the guys when she got her phone and hurried into the elevator before the doors could slide shut without her.
She started writing lyrics in her wall-to-wall NKOTB bedroom at the tender age of thirteen while dreaming of the day she’d become Mrs. Jordan Knight. That dream never came to fruition, but she has continued to write.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Kenna is a pretty typical single mom. She takes her 5 kids to dance, soccer, and scouts. She just happens to make her living as an erotic book blogger. She has accepted the fact that she will probably always be single, until her dream fantasy man is sitting right in front of her.
Jax likes control. He's never considered love or romance as an option, just as a necessary means to win a woman he's interested in. So when he eyes a beautiful woman at a coffee shop and can't stop thinking about her, he wonders what he has to do to possess her.
This is the hilarious story of two people who in a world of dreams are made for each other, but in reality could not be more incompatible. Will they find a way to make the dreams that live in their fantasies real, or are they destined to live without each other?
Author's Note:
The Daydreaming novella series takes place in the same world as the Faultlines series and while there are many crossover elements, it is not the same story or direct sequel. While readers of that series will enjoy seeing characters in this series, you do not need to read one to read the other because it is not a direct sequel. This series is more erotic in nature, with lots of sexual situations, as well as a rather colorful choice of the English language (read- there's a lot of swearing), so please note that this book is for mature audiences.
{Kenna}
I knew before I started reading that this was going to be a cliché. Weak girl meets billionaire bachelor. Let the story unfold. You know, the cliché we all make fun of but all secretly envy. Who cares if the plot is predictable? For that matter, all romance is predictable because in order to be considered romance, there must be a happy ending right? So really, everything in between is just filler to get to the happy ending.
Whatever. I love the filler. Don’t judge me.
As I read each page describing the initial encounter between the heroine and the hero, I kept thinking about Jax.
All those butterflies, sparks, good happy feelings that every good romance describes at the first encounter? Us book bloggers would call it the “insta-love”.
Yeah, that shit.
I had spent the last 10 years of my short 27 years of life reading every piece of romance I could get my hands on and never ONCE thought that it was real. It was all just a fantasy.
But within moments of meeting a total stranger, albeit a totally panty-dropping gorgeous stranger, I had every one of those fantasy inspired feelings.
So, the question running through my head, was it real or did I just imagine all of those feelings because I spend too much reading about them?
And if it was real, was it some sort of sick cosmic joke? Where was Jax when I was 22? 23?
I heard the front door open and slam shut.
“Mom!” I heard my son Blane’s voice yell out.
Sighing I stood up to go downstairs and start dinner. You know, to live my life. My very well thought out and planned life. That I wanted.
The life that had no place for a man like Jax Dowe.
Claire grew up in Texas, but her family moved to Virginia in 2001. She now resides in Richmond with her husband, foster children, and their fur babies.
She is passionate about racial identity and equality issues, foster care, adoption, and non-profits that work to help victims of sexual assault and trafficking.
She is shamelessly addicted to romance, erotica, dark/twisted/taboo, smutty, sexy, anti-hero, flawed hero, controlling, mind blowing books! Basically everything that would make her mother cry. ;)
She tweets every day @TheGrangerBunch and is a Goodreads junkie!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Title: The Absence of Olivia
Author: Anie Michaels
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Women's Lit
Release Date: October 20, 2015
Blurb
My name is Evelyn.
I met Devon and instantly fell for him.
Weeks later he fell for my best friend.
Never one to make waves, I watched as they started a life together. I stood by as their family grew, was the maid of honor at their wedding and the godmother to their children. All the while, I was longing for him, watching as he became the perfect husband and father. I was never jealous. I wasn’t even angry that my best friend had the only person I wanted. I had simply resigned myself to living without his love, but still being a part of his life.
Then, one terrible day, my best friend died.
She died and we all struggled to live life without her. Slowly, as the pain eased, our eyes opened and Devon finally saw me.
This is a story about second chances and second choices.
I met Devon and instantly fell for him.
Weeks later he fell for my best friend.
Never one to make waves, I watched as they started a life together. I stood by as their family grew, was the maid of honor at their wedding and the godmother to their children. All the while, I was longing for him, watching as he became the perfect husband and father. I was never jealous. I wasn’t even angry that my best friend had the only person I wanted. I had simply resigned myself to living without his love, but still being a part of his life.
Then, one terrible day, my best friend died.
She died and we all struggled to live life without her. Slowly, as the pain eased, our eyes opened and Devon finally saw me.
This is a story about second chances and second choices.
This is the story of how my life changed in the absence of Olivia.
Author Bio
Anie Michaels is the author of the Never series, the Private Serials, the Never Duet, and The Space Between Us. She started writing her first novel in June 2013. When she is not working, reading, writing, or spending time with her family, you can find her spending time with her close friends. Anie lives in Portland, Oregon, with her family.
Author Links
Giveaway
No comments:
Post a Comment