Thursday, March 5, 2015

Release Day Tour: Unraveled by Lorelei James + GIVEAWAY







Lorelei James
Unraveled (Mastered #3)
Release Date: March 3, 2015

Blurb:

In this sizzling continuation of the Mastered series by New York Times bestselling author Lorelei James, a man will find the domination he’s always craved…

Shiori Hirano and Knox Lofgren are left to run the martial arts program at Black Arts while Ronin Black travels. On the surface, the two highest ranked belts appear to cooperate—but in private, they butt heads constantly, despite the undeniable attraction between them. Soon their power exchanges start to make for a sweltering dynamic in the bedroom…

At first Knox is shocked to be living out his submissive desires, but Shiori sets out to prove that embracing his true sexual nature doesn’t make him a weak man. But even while their sexual relationship grants him a power and fulfillment he finds surprising, there’s no training regimen for the fight that comes with loving a strong woman…



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About Author





Lorelei James is the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author of contemporary erotic western romances set in the modern day Wild West and also contemporary erotic romances.

Lorelei's books have been nominated for and won the Romantic Times Reviewer's choice Award, as well as the CAPA Award. Lorelei lives in western South Dakota with her family...and a whole closet full of cow girl boots.





Excerpt


Shiori moved to his other ear. One hand gripped his hair while
the other clamped onto his ass cheek. “The other choice is you on
your knees with that pouty mouth all over my pussy.”
“Look at me,” she said softly.
His lust-​clouded
eyes met hers.
“Make me come so hard my knees give out. Then pick me up
and do it again.”
“A man like you?”
“A man who finds beauty in a woman secondary to her strength.
You have both in equal measure. So you tempt me beyond anything
I’ve ever experienced.”
“I changed my mind. I don’t give a damn about your sexual
past when you’re responding to my touch so beautifully.” She blew
in his ear. “A cliché for sure, but your body is my wonderland.”.
Shiori’s palms smoothed over his cheeks, and she tipped his
head back to look at him. “You did well.”
“It was all for you.”
“Now it’s your turn.” She brushed her lips across his. “Ask me.”
“Please, Nushi, let me come.”
“Come for me now.”

I’ve never craved a woman like I do you.” He groaned
and briefly closed his eyes. “I’m sitting here on my knees, my ass
stinging, knowing I’ve got more punishment in store, and my dick
is getting hard just imagining being with you again.”

The man worshipped her body with every caress, every
kiss, every stuttered breath. And yet he gave her total control. He
didn’t rock his hips or thrust up into her. He let her fuck him. That
surrender made this connection all the more powerful.

Warm lips trailed down her spine, and strong hands dug into
her hips. “One of these days I’m gonna map every muscle in your
back with my mouth. You’re so strong, and that is so fucking sexy.”

Lightning fast she wrapped her hand beneath his jaw and jerked
his face up. “Taking care of you is my responsibility, Knox. That
includes commanding you to get turned on, getting you off, cleaning
you up, and making sure you don’t do something stupid in the
aftermath.”

“Come into my lair, my sweet,” she murmured
against his lips, “and we’ll have us some kinky fun.”
You are alive and here with me, and
there’s no way I’ll ever be able to let you go. Not because you’re my
Mistress, but because you’re the woman I love. The woman I’ve
waited for my entire life.”
Shiori trapped his face in her hands and kissed him. “I didn’t
think I could love you more than I already do, but I was wrong.”
Another kiss. “Please get off your knees and hold me.”




About the Mastered Series by Lorelei James

Bound (Mastered #1)

In the new Mastered series by New York Times bestselling author Lorelei James, a woman’s desire to shatter her inhibitions leaves her unprepared for where that erotic journey will take her.

Former small-town girl Amery Hardwick is living her dream as a graphic designer in Denver, Colorado. She’s focused on building her business, which leaves little time for dating—not that she needs a romantic entanglement to fulfill her. When her friend signs up for a self-defense class as part of her recovery after an attack, Amery joins her for support. That’s where she meets him.

Ronin Black, owner of the dojo, is so drawn to Amery that he takes over her training—in public and in private. The enigmatic Ronin pushes Amery’s boundaries from the start, and with each new tryst, Amery becomes addicted to the pleasure and to him. But when Amery senses Ronin is hiding something, she questions her total trust in him, despite the undeniable thrill of his possession. 

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BLOG TOUR: Touch Screen by L.B. Dunbar, Review + GIVEAWAY!!!


Title: Touch Screen
Series: Sensations Collection #4
Author: L.B. Dunbar
Genre: Adult, Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March 3, 2015

The prodigal son. A second chance. The long kept secret. 

Home?

I had returned. I hadn’t been here for seven years. That last summer, I was angry. Once I got away, I didn’t want to come back. The irony was the career I sought to escape this small town was the very reason I was here. My first movie was a featured film of the Traverse City Film Festival. As an independent film director, my premiere brought me back home. Home. A place I didn’t recognize.

Or maybe home didn’t recognize me? 

I had it all in California: a girlfriend who was the daughter of a movie financier, a job that led to connections in the film industry, and a condo overlooking the ocean in Malibu. What I didn’t have was family. I had left them all behind. I was the prodigal son.

Now, the last person I expected to see was her. Britton McKay. She had been my summer love as a teenager. Not just once, but several summers. Until the last one. That was seven years ago. Now, she looked more beautiful than I remembered. Seeing her again, flooded me with memories long suppressed. She reminded me of everything I once had, and left behind. 

Now, she had returned too.

Can lost romance be rekindled? Can unanswered questions be revealed? 

Can I make this place my home again?

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L.B. Dunbar reunites you with the Carter and Scott families as all are gathered for the annual film festival, a much anticipated wedding, and another summer weekend of Harbor Days.






I enjoyed this story immensely.  The Characters that have been created have many layers to them and are very well developed.  They make you feel that you are with them in the story. 

Gavin returns home have seven years.  He is to attend the premiere of his first movie.  Seven years ago he left to pursue his dreams leaving behind his family and friends.  Besides coming home for the film, he is also there to attend his best friend’s wedding. While there he sees and rekindles the love of his high school love. But she has a child and he is also drawn to her son.  But like most, he needs a slap on the head from time to time during the story.  He is not perfect just like us all.  But the story is wonderful.  I love it and cannot wait to see what comes out next.

~~Kellie~~


I felt drawn to this woman and child, and I exited one of the French doors to walk along the pathway under another canopy. The beauty and her boy did not seem to notice me, and I tried to stay behind the columns that supported the overhang providing shade to this portion of the sidewalk as I peered nonchalantly at the beach. I glanced in their direction enough to notice wisps of her blonde hair around her tan face blowing out of her ponytail. She kept her eyes downward, focused on the boy, but I realized they had the same nose. Again, it seemed safe to assume this was her child.
She dipped the boy again and I heard his strong childish laughter. It was infectious and I smiled to myself. The woman kissed the boy again with several small pecks on his little red cheeks and neck, only now I could hear the sounds the mother made, loud and exaggerated, with each brush of her lips. The boy laughed harder, saying, “No, no, no,” but he squealed his enjoyment of each kiss and clearly wanted more. She stood him upright again and the child wrapped his arm around his mother, beginning to dance.
“Again,” the child pleaded, but the mother directed him elsewhere. They held hands as they stepped off the dance floor and into the white sand surrounding the pavilion. I hadn’t noticed they were both barefoot, and the woman bent down to pick up two pairs of shoes. She handed the child his and carried hers through her fingers. There was something strangely familiar about her as she walked across the sand away from me and toward the water line of the lake.
I stood straighter now, no longer leaning behind the barrier. I took no more notice of how much warmer I was outside in the blazing morning sun in my gray summer suit as I took a step into the sand, forgetting my leather dress shoes. The woman turned toward the child, walking backwards. Her tan legs were graceful beneath her white shorts. This blonde beauty shielded her eyes as if looking at something behind me, then she suddenly stopped walking. The child broke free of her hand and started running across the freshly combed beach toward the lake’s small white caps.
I made my way to the dance floor, the sand slipping under the hard soles of my dress shoes. I balanced on the edge of the cement structure with my heel and kept my gaze focused on her as she continued to stare back at the resort. Slowly, she lowered her hand from her eyes and tucked a piece of wayward hair behind her ears. I realized she was no longer looking behind me, but at me. The way she tucked her hair behind her ear made her instantly recognizable. Britton. Britton McKay had returned to northern Michigan, just as I had.









 


 






I’d like to say I was always a writer. I’d also like to say that I wrote every day of my life since a child. That I took the teaching advice I give my former students because writing every day improves your writing. I’d like to say I have my ten-thousand hours that makes me a proficient writer. But I can’t say any of those things. I did dream of writing the “Great American Novel” until one day a friend said: Why does it have to be great? Why can’t it just be good and tell a story?

As a teenager, I wrote your typical love-angst poetry that did occasionally win me an award and honor me with addressing my senior high school class at our Baccalaureate Mass. I didn’t keep a journal because I was too afraid my mom would find it in the mattress where I kept my copy of Judy Blume’s Forever that I wasn’t allowed to read as a twelve year old.

I can say that books have been my life. I’m a reader. I loved to read the day I discovered “The Three Bears” as a first grader, and ever since then, the written word has been my friend. Books were an escape for me. An adventure to the unknown. A love affair I’d never know. I could be lost for hours in a book.

So why writing now? I had a story to tell. It haunted me from the moment I decided if I just wrote it down it would go away. But it didn’t. Three years after writing the first draft, a sign (yes, I believe in them) told me to fix up that draft and work the process to have it published. That’s what I did. But one story let to another, and another, and another. Then a new idea came into my head and a new storyline was created. 

I was accused (that’s the correct word) of having an overactive imagination as a child, as if that was a bad thing. I’ve also been accused of having the personality of a Jack Russell terrier, full of energy, unable to relax, and always one step ahead. What can I say other than I have stories to tell and I think you’ll like them. If you don’t, that’s okay. We all have our book boyfriends. We all have our favorites. Whatever you do, though, take time for yourself and read a book.












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~~Kellie~~

Wednesday, March 4, 2015

Dare To Hold by Carly Phillips COVER REVEAL! & Release Date!


Carly Phillips
Dare to Hold
Release Day: 4/14/2015

Blurb:
Some women always get it right. Kindergarten teacher, Meg Thompson, on the other hand, consistently makes the wrong decisions -- and she is currently single, pregnant and alone. Meg is determined to make changes in her life, to be a better mother than her own had been. No revolving door of men. No man, period. Just a single-minded focus on her baby. Her resolution would be easier to keep if not for hot cop, Scott Dare. He insinuates himself in her life, making Meg want to believe in happily ever after, even if history has taught her to know better.

When Scott Dare hears Meg's friends are determined she have a night of hot sex, before her life changes forever, he decides that man must be him. Their one night is mind blowing and life altering. And Scott, a man already burned by his ex-wife, finds himself all in anyway. While protecting Meg from her violent ex and becoming part of her increasingly complicated life, he's falling hard and he can't seem to find distance. Not when their bodies respond to each other with such heated intensity and he's drawn to her unique combination of strength and vulnerability.

But Meg's future is one Scott has accepted he'll never have, even if his growing feelings say otherwise ...
(love story, contemporary romance, alpha heroes, beach reads, sports heroes, bad boys, billionaire)

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DARE TO LOVE Series Reading Order:

Book 1: Dare to Love (Ian & Riley)
Book 2: Dare to Desire (Alex & Madison)
Book 3: Dare to Surrender (Gabe & Isabelle)
Book 4: Dare to Submit (Decklan & Amanda) 
Book 5: Dare to Touch (Olivia & Dylan) 
Book 6: Dare to Hold (Scott & Meg) - 4/14/15 - PREORDER NOW!
Book 7: Dare to Rock (Avery & Grey) coming Summer 2015
Book 8: Dare to Seduce (Lucy & Max) coming Fall 2015
*each book can stand alone for your reading enjoyment

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                                  Aftermath (Aftermath #1)

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Austin Huntley and Cameron Nash are like night and day. One is a family man, works in a nice office, drives an expensive car, and is content to be content. The other one is an antisocial car mechanic with a short fuse.

Some things don’t change. Others definitely do.

After surviving a five-months long kidnapping together, they struggle to return to normalcy, all while realizing that they're more drawn to each other than they ever could've imagined.

"I know I'm not normal, but I'm not fucking stupid."

"Define normal," Austin countered quietly, meeting Cam in the doorway. "And for not being normal, you're the only person in the world who makes sense right now. What does that say about me?"

Warning: This story contains violence and scenes of an explicit, erotic nature between two men and is intended for adults, 18+.





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Tuesday, March 3, 2015

~Happy Release Day~ Aftermath by Cara Dee



Aftermath
by
Cara Dee


Release Date: March 3rd , 2015
Genre: M/M / Contemporary Romance
Available on: Amazon and Amazon Paperback

~~SUMMARY~~

Warning: This story contains violence and scenes of an explicit, erotic nature between two men and is intended for adults, 18+.

Austin Huntley and Cameron Nash are like night and day. One is a family man, works in a nice office, drives an expensive car, and is content to be content. The other one is an antisocial car mechanic with a short fuse. 

Some things don’t change. Others definitely do. 

After surviving a five-month long kidnapping together, they struggle to return to normalcy, all while realizing that they're more drawn to each other than they ever could've imagined. 

"I know I'm not normal, but I'm not fucking stupid." 

"Define normal," Austin countered quietly, meeting Cam in the doorway. "And for not being normal, you're the only person in the world who makes sense right now. What does that say about me?"




~~Excerpt~~


Cam was in purgatory when someone woke him up. Disoriented and ready to fight for his life, he flew out of his chair and pounced on the fucker touching his arm. Vision blurry, he gripped Psycho by the throat and they ended up on the floor—

“Cam!”

What the fuck?

The sound of Austin’s voice made Cam slow down his movements.

“Jesus Christ, Cam,” Austin growled. And with a force Cam couldn’t compete against, he ended up on his back, his shoulder blades digging into the wooden boards of the patio. Shit. Patio. He was back home. Not hell. Not that metal cage. Austin was here. They were safe.

Cam released a choked breath and tried to relax under Austin’s body.

Austin must have noticed. He loosened his grip on Cam but didn’t move away. Now Austin wasn’t holding him down to defend himself, it seemed. It was to comfort. He leaned down and cupped Cam’s cheek and rested their foreheads together. It was a contact that had worked for them before.

The next time Austin spoke, it was gentler. “Talk to me, Cam. You’re a mess.” He brushed his thumb over the shadows under Cam’s eyes.
“I’m sorry,” he muttered in a strangled voice. “Fuck. I don’t—” I don’t know what’s wrong with me.
Well, he had a guess, but he refused to go there. His shrink had told all of them about PTSD, and Cam didn’t want to add another issue to his already-long list. PTSD was a condition that felt so permanent—the last thing he needed in his life. But it had been like this whenever someone startled him awake, so he knew he needed to address the problem.
At the hospital, it had been his brother. Then, a few days after he’d been released, he’d hooked up with one of the chicks who never stopped calling him. He had fallen asleep at her apartment after a mediocre fuck, and when she’d woken him up, she had been on the receiving end of a fist.
He’d felt beyond shitty. Savannah had been understanding—had even tried to comfort Cam while he took her to the emergency room for her split lip, and she’d offered to drive him to his shrink’s office afterward. Cam had passed on the offer, apologized a hundred times, and then ended their casual relationship.
He wasn’t gonna take a chance with Kim or Brian, the other two he’d hooked up with from time to time. He’d ended things with them, too. Kim had cried, reminding Cam of how women could get—so much for casual fucking—and Brian had been oddly quiet.
There was also another reason Cam had already planned on never seeing Brian again, and that reason was currently lying on top of him. Being with a guy would cause Cam to think about things other than being friends with Austin, a man he needed in his life.
“Have you spoken to Gale about this?” Austin asked as he slowly removed himself from Cam. They went to the same psychologist—all the surviving guys did. “You should. It could be PTSD.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Cam grumbled and pulled himself up. Giving Austin a hand, he helped him up, too. “Sorry I attacked.” He adjusted the towel on his hips.
“I can take it.”
The two men stood before each other, close enough to touch, and maintained eye contact. It made Cam wonder if Austin found their relationship odd. ‘Cause closeness was as easy as breathing to them. So was touching. Personal space was usually so fucking important to Cam, but with Austin…
Austin broke the spell, clearing his throat, and plopped down in his chair again. Then he pulled out a bottle of painkillers from a side pocket of his shorts, and Cam gave him a cocked eyebrow.
“Headache,” Austin answered. “These glasses are taking some getting used to. Plus, the sun…” He shook his head and sighed. “You know how it is.”

~~About the Author~~

There aren't many things better than picking up my Kindle and getting completely sucked into a whole new world—where words morph into images and characters' moods suddenly reflect my own. Aside from good plot and writing, for me, it boils down to relatable characters. 

As a writer, I'm not finished until the men and women in my books come to life, until I can see them as real people, until I can connect with them. Which means I write what I want to read: everyday heroes and heroines who have the same struggles we all do. They evolve, have flaws, make mistakes and amends, learn, and find the endings they fight for. 

Those are the characters who take the readers on a journey away from work, laundry, grocery shopping, and to-do lists. 

When I'm not writing, researching, or brainstorming, I'm either planning my next trip (never-ending bucket list!), reading, watching hockey, or spending time with family and friends.

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Be sure to look for Cara Dee's other books!

Outcome - Aftermath #2


The Touch Series

Look But Don't Touch - Touch #1

Twice The Touch - Touch #2

Touch To Surrender - Touch #3

Touch Of Trouble - Touch #4

Public Display Of Everything

On The Offensive

~~Happy Re-Release Day~~ To My Senses by Alexandrea Weis









Amid the prying eyes of spicy New Orleans society, the beautiful Nicci Beauvoir must choose between embracing her passion, or heeding practicality. She yearns to break free of the claustrophobic confines of her small-minded world, and when a handsome artist named David Alexander enters her life, she discovers a kindred spirit. David has found his muse in Nicci, but all is not what it seems with the talented painter. Nicci soon realizes that David’s ardent affection could jeopardize her family’s business, and her future. Nicci is about to begin a dangerous journey through the perils of betrayal, intrigue, and heartache. What she learns along the way, will awaken her soul and reshape her destiny. 

Sometimes only true love can save a sinking soul, and set someone on a new course to a life never imagined possible.  


Alexandrea Weis is an advanced practice registered nurse who was born and raised in New Orleans. Having been brought up in the motion picture industry, she learned to tell stories from a different perspective and began writing at the age of eight. Infusing the rich tapestry of her hometown into her award-winning novels, she believes that creating vivid characters makes a story memorable. A permitted/certified wildlife rehabber with the Louisiana Wildlife and Fisheries, Weis rescues orphaned and injured wildlife.

She lives with her husband and pets in New Orleans.