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If I Can Dream by Sable Hunter….Blog Tour & Excerpt

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If I Can Dream (Hell Yeah! Series) by Sable Hunter

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SYNOPSIS

The moment Tennessee McCoy lays eyes on Molly Reyes sitting astride a horse in the desert sun, love hits him like a bolt of lightning from out of the blue. She is his soulmate, his other half. They speak the same language, they want the same things. Their attraction is complete, the passion they share nearly consumes them. Knowing she is meant to be his, Ten can’t wait to make her his bride. The future seems bright until happiness slips through their fingers like grains of sand.
When all seems hopeless, sometimes all we have left is our dreams. Ten can only believe what his eyes can see, what his ears can hear. Molly can’t seem to find the words to make him understand that she would rather lose her soul than betray him. Now both Tennessee and Molly must learn to place their faith in one another, to hold fast to love and trust their hearts.
Their journey back to love will be one you’ll never forget.

EXCERPT

“Good. Are you hungry?” he asked as he made a U-turn to head back to the hotel.
“Not for food,” she said mildly, deciding she was going to enjoy their time together. No one was guaranteed tomorrow. She had no idea what their future held, but a man like Tennessee didn’t come along every day.
“Fuck, baby, you’re gonna make me wreck.” Tennessee murmured as he tried to focus on getting them to the hotel in one piece.
Watching the lights go by, Molly admitted to herself she was nervous. Needing to tell him what was on her heart, she blurted it all out. “You don’t have to worry. I’m on birth control. I’m not a virgin, but I haven’t been with anyone in a long time and my experiences can be counted on one hand. So, I hope you’re not expecting too much.”
Tennessee took her hand in his. “This is our first time, that’s all that matters. The only thing I’m expecting is to lose myself in you. You have no idea how much I want you. Just you.”
Molly’s heart thudded in her chest. “I can’t wait,” she whispered.
Pulling into his parking spot, he was out and around to her side before she could gather her backpack off the floorboard. “You don’t have to wait. Let me carry that for you.”
She handed her bag to him and he shouldered it, using his other hand to pull her close. Making their way through an arched gate, he chuckled. “I’m so damn hard I can barely walk.”
“We’ll see what we can do about that.”
Her natural teasing personality enchanted him. Life with Molly would never be boring. There were people sitting on the long terra-cotta paved verandah, listening to the sound of the water from the central fountain. Tennessee nodded at them politely as he pulled out his key and opened the intricately carved antique doors that led into his room. Stepping back to allow her to enter first, Molly’s eyes went automatically to the huge king-size bed that dominated the room.
“This is nice.” She noted the dark furniture, the silver sconces on the wall and the pair of cowboy chaps that hung predominately over the bed as decoration. “Definitely cowboy themed.”
“I don’t see anything but you.” He whispered as he laid down his hat next to her bag on the bench at the end of the bed.
Molly fingered the hem of her top. She had on the same clothes she’d worn earlier, there’d been no chance to change. “I don’t have anything with me to sleep in, sexy or otherwise.”
Ten came to her, sliding his hand beneath her hair, cradling the side of her neck. “You won’t need anything, pretty girl. I plan on wrapping myself around you all night long.”
“God, I want you.” She shook, a little from nerves and a lot from arousal. Grasping the collar of his white cowboy shirt, she tugged, the snaps popping opening quickly one by one.
Savage satisfaction filled him as he felt her soft fingers move down his chest. “I have never wanted another woman the way I want you.” He feathered kisses across her face. “I’m shaking with it.” Running his hands underneath the bottom of her shirt, he caressed the warm smooth skin. “I need to see you.” Slowly with great care, he lifted the leather vest over her head, capturing her lips as soon as the material cleared her face.
Molly had worn no bra and as she pressed up to him, her nipples were abraded by the hair on his chest and frissons of excitement bloomed on her body.
“You’re exquisite. I love your tits.” As he deepened the kiss, his hands came up to tease her nipples.
When she moaned, he cupped both breasts, his moan of desire making her knees weak. “Can I?” she tugged at his belt buckle.
“Hell, allow me.” With two or three efficient moves, he’d undone his belt, slid down the zipper and shucked his boots, socks, jeans and briefs. “I bet this is a record.”
“It might be.” She wasn’t talking about the amount of time it had taken him to undress. Her eyes were glued to his cock. She placed the heel of her hand at the head and the tip of her fingers didn’t reach the root. “You’re beautiful,” she breathed, winking at him, “a perfect Ten.”
“In more ways than one,” he teased back. “I won’t hurt you,” he promised. “By the time I get through kissing you, you’ll be begging me to slip inside.”
“Show me,” she offered as his hands went to her own jeans and he helped her pull them down and off.
Once he had her undressed, Ten took her by the hand and held her at arm’s length. “Good golly, Miss Molly,” he whispered and whistled. “You are exquisite.” He couldn’t take his eyes off of her. “So beautiful.” Her body was perfectly formed, an elegant hour glass with generous breasts, a narrow waist and flared sensual hips. The smooth mound of her pussy made him lick his lips with longing. “I am going to have such a good time with you.”
Joining their lips, he walked her back toward the bed. She could feel his big erection rubbing against her middle. “The first time I saw you, I thought you were too handsome for your own good.”
Ten chuckled. “I’ll take that as a compliment.” Following her down on the bed, he couldn’t keep his eyes or hands off her supple breasts. “I can’t wait another moment.” Lowering his mouth, he swirled his tongue around one turgid nipple. Molly gasped and arched her back, pushing her tits up toward him. He welcomed them, taking as much of her breast into his mouth as he could. When he began sucking hard at one breast while massaging the nipple of the other between his fingers, she bucked so hard beneath him that he had to hold her down.
Ten didn’t let up. She loved to have her breasts sucked, he could tell by how she was writhing and moaning. Her hands were moving over his shoulders and arms, using some of those same rubbing and kneading techniques she’d teased him with on the massage table. Ten couldn’t get enough, he pushed her tits together and gorged himself, sliding his lips from one pink peak to the other. They were melt in his mouth sweet and he suckled at them until her fingers were digging almost painfully into his flesh. The pleasure he was finding in her was almost incomprehensible.
“Ten-a-see!” she cried, wrapping her legs around his, needing to be as close as she could get.
He craved her, his cock ached with unadulterated desperation. She’d confessed how little experience she had and how long it had been, so he had to make damn sure she was ready for him.
Plus he wanted it to last, Ten wanted to savor this moment and this woman for as long as he could.
His mouth blazed a trail from her chest to her neck, placing open-mouth sucking kiss on each inch of succulent flesh. She was amazing. For the first time he was as attracted to a woman’s personality and character as he was her body. And what a body! Spread out before him was every man’s dream, an erotic playground of silky flesh and sweet curves. He wanted to kiss and touch every inch of her.
Ten’s breath was coming hard and fast, he needed her as frantic for him as he was for her. With hands, lips and tongue he fed the heat that was blazing between them, worshiping every inch of her. When he had performed his own version of the head to toe attention she’d given him, he spread her legs and applied himself to a task he’d been dreaming of since the moment he’d seen her astride that horse. He’d been jealous, wanting to be the one between her legs. Kissing his way up the inside of her thigh, he nipped the tender flesh and smiled when she grasped him by the hair, clutching the long strands between her fingers.
“You’re completely bare,” he whispered, mesmerized by the soft smooth mound and glistening pink folds.
“I work in a spa, there are some perks,” she said, her voice hitching in her throat.
With care, he opened the satiny lips of her sex, revealing a delicate opening and a swollen bud he knew pulsed with every beat of her heart. Valuing each keen of pleasure like gold, he used his tongue to rub and twirl around her clit.
Molly was beyond thinking, she opened herself as wide as she could, inviting him to feast to his heart’s desire. The feel of his mouth on her pussy was almost more pleasure than she could stand. And when he nuzzled her sex, taking her clit between his lips to suck, she couldn’t haven’t kept her hips still for anything. She pushed upward, demanding more. “God, Ten, yes!”
Tennessee was trembling – fuckin’ trembling – with a need so powerful, he was afraid he’d just explode on the sheets. As he licked and laved her clit, he pushed one finger up into her sheath and the soft hot walls hugged him tight, beckoning him to push further. Ten was dying to do just that, he groaned at the thought of his hungry cock being squeezed in such lushness.
Molly’s world wound tighter and tighter. Tennessee was making her burn. She raised her head and met his eyes and the intensity and desire she saw there caused her to shatter into a billion pinpoints of pure euphoria. Screaming his name, she gave herself to him body and soul. He might not understand the implications, but it made the surrender no less true.
Unable to wait another moment, Ten rose up and eased down between her thighs, spread wide like the wings of a butterfly. She was so beautiful, there was nothing on God’s green earth he wanted more than her. Holding the gaze of those deep blue eyes, he held himself up and placed the head right at the mouth of the tender well, pushing forward until just the tip of his cock was enveloped in the embrace of her velvet walls. Ten threw back his head and bellowed, being inside of Molly was the closest thing to heaven he’d ever known.
Molly clung to his shoulders, holding on as tightly as she could. “Oh, Ten, that feels so good,” she gasped. Raising her hips, she urged him to go deeper.
Watching her closely, he pushed in slowly, giving her time to get used to him. Ten felt like he was being burned alive. She was the hottest thing he’d ever held against him and he was sure he’d be completely consumed. “Nothing has ever felt like this,” he murmured.
“Love me, Tennessee, love me,” she keened as she locked her legs around his hips.
Her sweet acquiescence freed him. With a low moan, he covered her lips with his and thrust to the hilt, burying himself completely within her. They were one. Over and over he plunged into her tight pussy as tongues tangled and her body arched up to cling to him, absorbing and meeting every pump of his hips. “Ten, oh Ten, it’s happening again!” she moaned, her fingernails marking his back, her little teeth scraping the skin of his neck.
Hearing her bliss, feeling the rhythmic clamp of her pussy around his cock – that was all the incentive he needed. With a harsh cry he abandoned his restraint, hammering into her again and again – harder, faster, deeper. Burying his face in her neck, he erupted, glorying in the spasms of her pussy as she came again, tightening around him, milking his cock until he almost passed out from the pleasure.
Molly cradled him close, stunned by what she’d just experienced. When he went limp in her arms, she kissed his sweat dampened brow.
“Molly, Molly, I don’t know…I’ve never…”
“I know,” she stroked his back. “Me either.”
“I need to move, I’m too heavy,” he whispered.
“No.” She tightened her arms around him. “You feel good on top of me. Stay.”
They were still connected, he was still cradled in the sanctuary of her femininity. “There’s nowhere I’d rather be.” He held himself up on his forearms so he could look in her face.
She moved a strand of his hair from his forehead. “I have to go back to the trailer. Work comes early in the morning.”
“I need to hold you tonight.” Memories of the evening and the O’Neil’s were threatening to haunt his dreams. Placing his lips to her forehead, he rubbed them back and forth. “If you’ll sleep with me, I’ll set the alarm and get you home in time enough to change clothes, then bring you back.”
Molly looked at his handsome face, trying to read his thoughts. “Don’t you have to go home tomorrow?”
Ten took his time answering. “I think I can stay a bit longer.” He smiled against her skin. “I have a little family business to attend to nearby.”
His answer should have pleased Molly. Instead she felt a pang of disappointment that he didn’t feel as if she were reason enough to stay. Fighting back such a selfish thought, she gave him a smile. “Can we get a wake-up call?”
“Would five-thirty be about right?” He picked up the phone.
“Yea, I think so.”
She wiggled beneath him, causing his dick to spring to life. Hitting the button for the hotel operator, he gave them the information. “Now, where were?” He hung up the phone, refocusing all of his attention on her.
“Right about here.” She tightened around him, loving the way his still large cock filled her. Molly hadn’t realized how empty she’d been, her life as well as her body.
“Oh!” He grinned at her. “Now, I remember.” Taking each of her hands in his, he held them above her head and began to move.
Molly undulated under him, closing her eyes, luxuriating in the feel of his big body moving on top of her. “You’re very well equipped for this job.”
Tennessee smiled, then chuckled. “I’m glad I please you.”
She tugged her hands free and put them to use, running her fingers over his chest as it moved above her, reaching down to feel the intriguing place there were joined. “Just fits. When I first saw you, I was worried. You’re hung.” Ten leaned down to kiss her, stealing her thoughts. All she could process was how good it felt. “I love the way you’re touching me all over.”
“Good.” He peppered kisses all along her cheek and the swell of her breasts, feeling triumphant when chill bumps broke out beneath his lips. “I bet I can make you feel better.” He moved up a bit in the bed, causing his cock to go deeper at a little different angle, his pelvis riding high against her sex. When he began rocking against her, his every grinding stroke hit her just right. Her pussy swelled and creamed. Molly reveled in the friction.
So tight. So wet. So hot. Being inside of her was so damn good. Slamming against her, he pumped his hips, ramming back in. Over and over, faster and faster until there was no thought in his head that wasn’t her.
Cum was boiling up from his balls, his cock swelled even more tightening at the base. He groaned as he jetted hotly into her. His climax seemed to trigger hers. Tennessee felt a powerful contraction milk his cock. Molly pushed her head back into the pillow and he couldn’t resist that creamy expanse of her throat. He touched his lips to her neck, took a bit of sweet flesh between his lips and sucked – marking her.
She kept moving her hips, wanting the feeling to last and last. “You told me I could sleep with you wrapped around me. Did you mean it?”
“I sure did. Hold on, I’ll be right back.” He rose and went to the restroom. She heard the toilet flush, then the water run. In a few seconds, he returned with a warm cloth. “You’ll sleep better if you’re not sticky.”
The small gesture warmed her heart, so she spread her legs wide and then became thoroughly enchanted as he gently cleaned her up. Once he was finished, he wiped her dry with a towel, then joined her on the bed.
As promised, he wrapped himself around her, tucking her head against his chest so that she was nestled against him from head to toe. Pulling the cover up, he kissed her on the lips. “Sleep well, Miss Molly.”
“Dream about me.” She made the same request he’d made the day before.
He whispered in her ear. “Since I met you, I’ve been dreaming of nothing else.”

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Sable Hunter is a New York Times, USA Today bestselling author of nearly 50 books in 7 series. She writes sexy contemporary stories full of emotion and suspense. Her focus is mainly cowboy and novels set in Louisiana with a hint of the supernatural. Sable writes what she likes to read and enjoys putting her fantasies on paper. Her books are emotional tales where the heroine is faced with challenges. Her aim is to write a story that will make you laugh, cry and swoon. If she can wring those emotions from a reader, she has done her job. Sable resides in Austin, Texas with her two dogs. Passionate about all animals, she has been known to charm creatures from a one ton bull to a family of raccoons. For fun, Sable haunts cemeteries and battlefields armed with night-vision cameras and digital recorders hunting proof that love survives beyond the grave. Welcome to her world of magic, alpha heroes, sexy cowboys and hot, steamy to-die-for sex. Step into the shoes of her heroines and escape to places where right prevails, love conquers all and holding out for a hero is not an impossible dream.

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Hell Yeah! Series

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If I Can Dream

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Moon Magic Series

A Wishing Moon (Moon Magic Book 1)

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Hill Country Heart Series

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Pretty Face: A Red Hot Cajun Nights Story

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Texas Heat Series

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My Aliyah (Texas Heat Book 2)

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El Camino Real Series

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Texas Heroes Series

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For A Hero

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Be My Love Song

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Spanish Edition

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The Lies Between Us by M.N. Forgy….Blog Tour & Review

The Lies Between Us (Book Four) in the

Devil’s Dust MC Series by M.N. Forgy

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Blurb

Cherry’s life growing up was nothing short of a nightmare. Having an abusive father forced her to fend for herself from an early age. Bruised and emotionally broken, she finally escaped, running straight into the comfort that Lip’s arms brought. In the beginning, everything seemed to fall into place perfectly. He made her forget the messed-up ways of her life. But secrets can’t stay neglected. They have a habit of revealing themselves regardless of the consequences. Terrified, Cherry can’t speak a word or she’ll lose it all.

Lip is no stranger to the criminal life. Growing up among convicts, he wanted nothing more than to show his worth. He’ll do anything for the club without question, including serving six years in prison. But nobody could have predicted life’s plan. Rugged, tattooed, and wanting nothing more than to have Cherry, Lip is no longer the man whom Cherry remembers. After his release, he came out a beast with more secrets and lies than his cage could hold.

Review

This is the 4th installment in The Devil’s Dust series and I swear each book gets better and better.

We read bout Lip and Cherry in previous books and they definitely have had my interested piqued since then.

“Something you should know about me, babe: I’m a rule-breaker”

Cherry didn’t have an easy life growing up. But she never gave up. Lip had always grown up in the MC world. He lives and breathes for his club. These two have one hell of a passionate relationship.

While Lip is doing his time in prison, he changes. But that doesn’t make any of the feelings Cherry feels for him falter – she wants every part of him.

“I know in my head I should give you up, walk away. But my heart wants you, and I can’t for the life of me turn my back on you.”

I could feel everything so strongly in this book. The angst grips at you. The build up between was it the truth and what is a lie will have you on edge. Just when you think you have it all figured out, BAM – another twist is thrown into the mix.

I thoroughly enjoyed every single damn page of this book! I couldn’t put it down, even if I tried. This series is another favorite of mine. I get lost with every story she writes.

M’s writing has evolved so much since her first book. Her writing is impeccable and just continues to surprise with each book.

I can’t wait to see what she brings us next!!!

After he leaves, I open his wallet, reading his name, address, weight. All of it.

“Phillip DeLuca.” I taste his name running off my lips as I trace my finger over his picture. He’s so handsome. He’s the kind of guy most people would be afraid of, but not me. I want to get to know him. Lost in a daydream, my car door is yanked open.

“Where the fuck is it, bitch?”

“What?” I shriek as I’m pulled out of the car and slammed forward onto the hot hood. “I don’t have anything!” I scream, trying to pull free. He shoves me back down on the hood. His hand tangled in my hair.

“Don’t think about moving,” he spits, his tone harsh. I roll my eyes and continue leaning over the hood. My heart slams against my chest in pure panic, and my hands shake. He pulls away and leans in to the car. Within seconds, he finds his wallet. Shit.

He peers at me with a fierce energy in his eyes. The intensity has me pulling off the hood, scared out of my mind.

“You have some balls,” he mutters, shoving his wallet back in his pocket. His tone is soft and tender suddenly. I turn my head and eye him angrily.

“Fuck you.” I cross my arms and lean my hip against the car. My choice of words more confident than I’m feeling.

He steps up to me and grabs my hips hard with both hands. My skin burns, and my mouth parts with desire. His brown eyes find mine, and his hands yank my body closer to his. I feel like all the air is sucked from my lungs as I search his dark eyes. Placing my hands on his solid chest to steady myself, my palms buzz with excitement.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” He looks me up and down and leans in close. “You’d like it if I pushed you over the hood of this car and fucked you ‘til your legs gave out.” His words feather against my lips, he’s so close. I hold my breath, willing my body to pull away, but I don’t move. Just when I think he’s going to kiss me, he grabs my hand and pulls it upward. I furrow my brows and watch as he pulls a pen from his back pocket, pulling the cap off with his teeth. He writes his number and the word ‘Lip’ on my hand.

“Call me. Don’t make me come find you, Cherry.”

“Cherry?” I ask out loud.

“Your swimsuit,” he yells over his shoulder before starting his bike. I look down at my white shirt noticing my cherry bikini peeking out from the bust line. A smile creeps across my face. I know I shouldn’t like him, but I kind of do. Driving past me, he winks and I swear I sigh like a damn fool.

The Devil’s Dust Series

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About the Author:

M.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She’s a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N. Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn’t live with the “what if” anymore and finally took a chance on her character’s story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she continues to create and please her fans.

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Pretty Lawless by Jodi Linton…Author Guest Post & Excerpt

PRETTY LAWLESS by JODI LINTON

Laney Briggs is searching for a few not-so good men, including her Texas Ranger boyfriend.
Fans of Lorelei James’s Long Time Gone Cat Johnson’s Studs and Spurs series will love the sexy and suspenseful addition to the Deputy Laney Briggs series by Author Jodi Linton.

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Synopsis:

Laney Briggs was almost certain that her sexy-assed Texas Ranger, Gunner Wilson, was gonna pop the question. Instead, he went and pulled one helluva fast one—he arrested her best friend, Luke Wagner, and skipped out. Now Pistol Rock’s firecracker deputy is ready to go Wild West on Gunner…if she can just keep that raw, sexual chemistry under control.
Gunner was planning to propose, and it all went to hell. Now he’s boots-deep into an investigation with ties to the Dirty Southern Mafia and corrupt cops. Yep, Laney is definitely gonna have his hide. Especially when she finds out just how much he’s been keeping from her…
But Laney has a weakness for Gunner’s delectable cowboy hotness. And for him, she will break every rule in the book—including the ones she’s sworn to uphold.
See where the sparks began to fly with book 1 of the Deputy Laney Briggs series, Pretty Reckless.

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Hey y’all!

I’m Jodi Linton, writer of sexy westerns and bad-boy biker contemporary romances. First off I wanted to tell Jillian thank you for having me on her blog today to talk books, and yeah, cowboys. J

Back in March 2014 I released the first book, Pretty Reckless, in the Deputy Laney Briggs about a sassy, red boot wearing, female deputy and her troublesome Texas Ranger boyfriend Gunner Wilson. And what a pleasure it was to let readers discover Laney and Gunner. I’ve been truly amazed by the love for both these characters. And now a year and five books later, Laney and Gunner have said their last hurrah with the final installment, Pretty Lawless. After tossing in a strip club, sex party, and not one but three sexy cowboy, I do believe Laney rode off into the sunset in her finest Laney style yet.

So without further ado here’s my favorite Laney and Gunner scene.

Talk to you soon,

Jodi Linton

Pretty Lawless, Jodi Linton

An hour later, I was sporting a purple bra, a tight black miniskirt, and red high heels, which I’d snagged up on my way back inside as we passed by the stage. Colt, on the other hand, sat in a pair of white boxer briefs, black tube socks, and that damn Stetson hanging low on his head. I leaned into him. “You fucking suck at keeping a poker face.”

Colt shifted in his chair, eyes glued to his cards. “I’m using the reel-them-in tactic.”

“Oh my god,” I mock whispered, then smacked my cards down in front of me. “Read ’em and weep, boys. That there is a full house.”

Heated voices echoed among the small confines of the oblong wooden table, chairs scooted across the floor, jarring the table before chips spilled to the floor as Devon hunched over to spy the cards I’d sprawled out.

“Sorry, cupcake,” he said, the wickedness thickly coating his throaty rasp. “But I do believe you’re one step closer to shucking those lacy panties.” He tossed four aces into view.

Damn poker face.

Slowly, I stood on my own two feet and scrutinized the bastard. With nimble fingers, I pulled at the zipper on my skirt. “Sorry to disappoint, but I’m more of the cotton Walmart bargain-bin kind of gal.” The zipper fell open an inch.

The lawman sitting at my side reached out and jerked at my arm, stopping me in mid-striptease. “Okay, this has gone a little too far,” he said, scanning the crowd of drooling onlookers. “Don’t y’all think, gentlemen?”

I nudged his hand away and got to work shimmying the skirt over my hips when the side door to Pokey’s burst open and my worst nightmare blurred into focus. There I was, under a set of very unflattering strobe lights, tits bobbing for air in my tiny lace bra and ass hanging out of my miniskirt, looking like a tarty, sex-starved girl in a B-movie slasher flick.

And then everything bottomed out at the sound of that all too familiar male voice shouting, “Texas Rangers. Everyone show me your hands.”

Fuck a cow. So I did the only plausible thing left to do and dropped on all fours. Crab crawling about the floor, cigarette butts stuck to my kneecaps and cocktail straws jabbed me in the wrists. Not to mention I had a tail. The brim of that panty-dropping cowboy’s hat grazed my bare thighs. My head bumped into the edge of a table, and then something cold tapped my behind.

“I’d suggest you remove that hand from my girlfriend’s ass…or I can just break it off. Your choice, cowboy.”

I tilted my head back, locking in on that black rattlesnake tattoo bursting from the vein of a ripped tan arm indolently draped next to my head. To say I was shell-shocked didn’t even come close. He had a hip braced against the table leg, and he had his bullheaded cowboy face on. Wonderful—the man had impeccable timing.

“Didn’t I tell you to stop hitting up the strip clubs, Gunner Wilson?”

My hunky, headache-inducing Texas Ranger knelt down beside my behind. He pushed the black cowboy hat up, the devilish glint in his brown eyes brightening as he responded, “I hope they tipped you well, sweetheart.”

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About Jodi Linton

Jodi Linton is the author of the Deputy Laney Briggs Series and the upcoming The Original Sinners Motorcycle Club with Entangled Publishing. She lives in Texas with her husband and two kids. When she is not writing about sassy females and dirty talking heroes, she enjoys long walks and family time down at the river. Join the Pink Pistol Readers! Jodi Linton’s official Street Team for insider scoops on all her upcoming books.

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The Dark Ones by Rachel Van Dyken….Release Blitz

To touch a Dark One is death.

To talk to an immortal is suicide.

Yet, I’ve been marked by both.

A Vampire.

And the King of the immortals.

My life is no longer my own.

And now I know the truth, my life was never mine to begin
with.

It was theirs.

It’s always been theirs.

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I didn’t open my eyes. “No staying in bed all day?”

“About that…” Ethan sighed. “The good news is it will feel like we’ve been in bed for days when really it could have been mere hours.”

“Hmm?” I perked up. “Well, that’s a nice trick.”

“I’m full of them.” His eyes sparkled. “Care to know more?”

“Yes,” I whispered, my mouth finding his.

With a groan, he pushed me back against the mattress and loomed over me, his naked body glorious-looking against the sunlight streaming through the window. “Perhaps we’ll stay a bit longer.”

“Yes.” I nodded my head eagerly. “I’m your mate, after all. Don’t you want me to be pleased?”

“You were pleased at least four times last night, possibly five, if we count the time I—”

“Shh.” I put my hands over his mouth.

He smirked. “Afraid the dust will hear?”

I rolled my eyes.

“Ethan!” Alex’s voice boomed on the other side of the door. “Feed her!”

“Ignore him,” Ethan hissed.

The knock got louder. “For the love of God, she’s human. Give her food.”

“He’s a siren. He knows nothing.” Ethan continued kissing me.

“Mason will break down the door if he has to.” Fighting broke out in the hall. “Ethan, I can smell the sex from here. One immortal to another, feed her before you can’t feed from her anymore.”

Ethan growled and pulled back from me. “They have no manners.”

I was half-tempted to cover my face with my hands. Had they heard us? Of course they’d heard us, and they knew, and they could… Yeah, I wanted to crawl under the bed and hide for a few days. Instead, Ethan pounced from the bed, put on a pair of jeans, and jerked open the door while I tried to hide beneath the covers.

Alex peered over Ethan’s shoulder and waved.

I had no choice but to wave back and hope that I wasn’t as red as I felt.

“She’s alive.” Alex held up his hand for a high five. “No? Not funny? Too soon?”

“Horrible joke,” Mason said next to him. “I made eggs. She’s going to need food. Make her eat everything on the plate and—”

He was still talking when Ethan slammed the door in his face and brought a giant plate of food over to me.

“Forgive them.” Ethan scowled. “There aren’t typically secrets between us, and they’re just concerned for you.”

I pointed at the eggs, ten slices of bacon, and toast. “Clearly, they don’t want me to starve.”

“Wolves.” Ethan looked heavenward. “He should be more concerned with his own diet, the ass.”

“It does smell good.” I moved up the bed so I could lean against the headboard. “Do you eat?”

Ethan’s lips curved into a predatory smile. “I ate several times last night. Care for me to refresh your memory?”

My cheeks burned.

“So tempting.” He reached for a piece of bacon and held it to his lips, taking a small bite that had my entire body clenching to keep from reaching out and attacking him. “And yes, I can eat. I typically do eat but haven’t been because when we drink, we don’t need normal food.”

“But before me…” I grabbed a piece of toast. “You were eating normal food.”

“I like you better.” He winked. “But yes, I was.”

“Good to know I’m better than bacon.”

“Your taste…” His eyes brightened. “…is unlike anything I’ve ever had.”

“Hmm…” I licked my lips.

“Stop it,” he hissed and looked away. “Damn, I can’t watch you eat. I’m going to shower while you eat your entire plate as per Mason’s orders, and then I’ll contemplate letting you leave this room so you can go to the bookstore.”

“Ah!” I almost knocked over the food. “My job! Am I late? Will I get fired?”

Ethan burst out laughing. “It’s eight in the morning. He’s expecting you when I drop you off. No sooner, no later. You won’t get fired. He wouldn’t dream of it, and you really are adorable.”

“And hot.” I sighed.

“That too.”

“No, I mean hot, as in, it’s scorching in here.”

Ethan winced. “You may be that way for a few days.”

“Hot?”

He nodded.

“Why?”

“Too much vampire blood makes you overheat a bit.” He shrugged. “It won’t turn you— You’re very much human, like I’ve said before, but sometimes the vampire blood causes a type of burn to take over in your bloodstream, not painful, just not exactly pleasant if it’s a hundred degrees outside.”

“Good thing it’s Seattle.” I bit into the toast.

“Yes, well, I imagine at this point, raindrops would simply turn to vapor if they landed on your skin.”

I smiled.

“Shower.” He nodded. “I’m going to turn around now and walk away.”

“Narrating?”

“Apparently, that’s what I do when I can think of nothing more than ripping that sheet from your body, slamming you into the nearest wall, and possessing you all over again.”

I dropped the toast.

He growled, taking two steps toward me, then swore and turned back around.

“Have a good shower!” I called.

Another growl was his answer, and then his jeans went flying. I wasn’t laughing anymore.

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Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When she’s not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor.
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Trigger by Kirsty-Anne Still….Release Blitz

Title: Trigger (Pericolo #2.5. Full length standalone)

Author: Kirsty-Anne Still

Release Date: Sept 18, 2015

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I used to watch her through the lights. I watched as her body turned and twisted as she morphed into my siren.

I wanted her—I craved every ounce of Ryleigh Turner. But I knew once I had her, all I would do was corrupt every inch of her pretty little soul.

Valentinos aren’t made for tales of love. We star in the horror stories you fear.

We’re the monsters that make you scared to ever hope again.

It’s time that she realises that.

****

He’s watched me for months, given me every reason to allow my curiosity to start killing me slowly.

He makes the world melt away; he makes me want to throw all my inhibitions away and greet him personally. But every time the music ends and the lights lift, he vanishes, crushing my hopes.

Until one day, a moment of chance happens.

How does a man like Dante Valentino cope with a woman as messed up as me?

Easy.

I let him have every inch of my tainted soul.

***

Not all love stories have a beautiful start.

Some just need a perfect trigger.

**This is a dark romance with intense scenes of murder and sex. There is coarse language used throughout. Not for the faint hearted.

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I hit my brake, stopping midway down the deserted road, and turn to her. Now that I can force my entire attention upon her, I stare her down from the perch where she’s laughing hysterically.

“Are you deaf or just stupid?” I ask her, anger flaring into my words. “You’re a bit of fun, something I don’t often have. I told you how you were part of a game to me. You enlisted this choice and I will give you the chance to leave, but that chance will go away. You wanted to be inquisitive enough to follow me to that fucking club and not leave then you’ll stand by my side and witness what is that men like me do. You’ll see how the other fucking half lives, Ryleigh. You’ll live, eat, and breathe my life until you can’t cope. You hear me?”

“And when does my get-out card expire?” she asks in a lamenting tone, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Why?” I ask her, cocking a brow at her with incredulity. “Want to use it already?”

“No, you asshole, I want to know when you can stop holding it over my fucking head.” She scowls at me, her eyes glowering with anger. “Now deflate the ego, calm your temper, and fucking drive, Dante.”

I remain unmoved but offer one more question. “I can take it away now if that’s what you want?”

“Then do that!” she roars, throwing her arms up in the air. “Don’t give me a fucking chance to run away. If you want to drag me down with you, then just fucking do it. I can’t be dealing with the games that go with it. I’m stupid, I’m deaf, I’m whatever you want me to be, but don’t be like all the other men in my life who have treated me as if I’m not capable. Don’t treat me as if I’m going to fucking crack and break, as if I’m not worth the leap of faith. Be different and have a little faith in me without even knowing all that much about me.”

I notice the ebb of desperation that resonates in her tone. She’s almost diluted the rife fury in the air, bringing us back down to a new level of understanding. I see her chest heave on heated breaths, and she looks almost exasperated. There’s a lot to this woman I don’t know, and while I’ll take pleasure in breaking her down piece by beautiful piece, I know she won’t be an easy feat.

“I’ll leave it on the table until midnight,” I mutter, twisting back to face the steering wheel, preparing to continue our journey. “After tonight, it’s gone.”

“Whatever,” she murmurs, carelessly. “I won’t need it.”

“We’ll see,” I tell her, putting my foot on the gas to accelerate. “You want me to do my worst. It’s all about to begin when you set foot outside of this car again.”

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.

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Complicate Me by M. Robinson….Blog Tour & Review

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Title: Complicate Me (The Good Ol’ Boys)

Author: Best Selling Author M. ROBINSON

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Day: September 14^th

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It was complicated, it was
also just the beginning.

A decision.

A simple choice.

There is always that one
moment in life where things could have been different. That one moment where
you could have chosen a path that would lead you down a certain road.

A different life.

It was easier to pretend that
we were still best friends, and that she was my girl and I was her boy.

Pretending was better than
knowing the truth…

I. Ruined. Us.

I had her.

I lost her.

I love her.

All I did was complicate us.

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REVIEW

Ok, so first off, I must admit that shamelessly this is the first book I have ever read by the lovely M. Robinson. I know, I know – I am a complete tool for just now getting my shit together and reading something by her. However, I will be rectifying that!

Anyway – Complicate Me was absolutely amazing. My only small issue was certain parts felt as if they sort of dragged on, but it wasn’t enough to make me stop reading altogether. I truly understand that without everything being told as is, the story would have made such a huge impact on me like it did.

“Our first kiss was our beginning and n some ways ours end. This is where our complicated love began.”

I won’t give much of the plot away. I hate when things for me are spoiled in a review and takes away that feeling you get while you are reading cause you know what’s going to happen. But I will say that M. wrote this book beautifully. I love how she wrapped pieces of the future into the past – a foreshadowing.

I have to say that I really connected to these characters. I was able to feel their emotions as everything played. I felt the connection between all of them. Even though we only got to know Lucas/Bo and Alex/Half-pint, you still felt a strong connection to the other characters. And that says a lot about the author and their writing.

“You can’t pretend to be something you’re not. It doesn’t matter if no one understands it, at the end of the day if you’re happy then to hell with everyone else.”

I absolutely enjoyed this story so much. I laughed hard (like serious belly laughs), cried (freaking ugly tears down my cheeks) and everything else in between. At one point, I had to stop reading because I couldn’t see my through my tears. This book just really made me feel everything and made me feel it deep.

I normally need a story with a really good plot and action to keep me enthralled. But this book, the characters and their past are what kept me hooked. I had to see what happened in their lives and where they ended up.

“My Good Ol’ Boys”

And I am looking forward to reading the next book. And the many more after that!!!

My brown eyed girl sat on our blankets with her arms wrapped around her knees, hiding her face. The tiny frame that I adored so much shook uncontrollably, only heightening the deepest sobbing that escalated with each passing second. It was such an intimate moment, not to be shared with anyone, especially me. Alex didn’t cry. I watched her bawl for the first time in my life. I had never seen anyone cry like that before, and it shook me to my core, slicing me whole, and making me feel like I was dying. Carving a memory that I would take to my grave.

There was no going back…

No erasing.

No do overs.

No deleting.

What I witnessed tonight would be my purgatory; I would now close my eyes and forever see her falling apart in front of me. Shattering before my very own eyes and I found it hard to breathe.

Hard to move.

My feet were glued to the goddamn floor as she continued to weep, sob, bawl, violently sucking in air that wasn’t available. I accepted it all; each tear that fell from her face becoming pieces of me. Circulating through my veins and blood, it flowed endlessly, a river of her sadness and sorrow and of my broken promises. No beginning or ending to her cries, just an infinite current, flooding the hole
where my heart should be. The shadow of her trembling petite body reflected off
the walls, leaving a trail of regrets in its wake.

Mine.

Hers.

Ours.

Growing up in a small town you overheard a lot of things. People talking, stories told, town gossip. You listened a lot. You learned a lot. Tourists, townies, friends, and especially family all shared wisdom and advice that you think you will never need.

Bunch of bullshit.

They say you have that one moment in life where things could have been different, that one moment that changes the course of your life or the direction you could have taken. That one moment that could forever change you and everything you wanted to be true,
everything you wanted to believe.

One simple decision could
alter your entire future.

My entire world.

I would forever remember this moment for the rest of my life. This is the moment that changed everything. This is the moment where I took another direction, another road that led me to my own demise. My own regrets. I should have walked in there. I should have apologized. I should have begged for her forgiveness. I should have promised that I would never hurt her again. I should have done whatever it took to make her look at me the way she had our entire lives.

But I didn’t…

I did none of those things…

Not one.

Nothing was said between us.

No words.

No actions.

I was a coward and couldn’t do it. I couldn’t see her like that. I couldn’t look into her eyes and know that I had hurt her. That I had disappointed her. That I ruined her love and lost her respect for me.

The boy who promised he would never hurt her.

The boy who swore he would always protect her.

The boy who vowed he would never let anything happen to her.

That same boy was me.

I was the reason she was bawling.

I was the reason she was hurt.

I was the reason she was broken.

She knew the truth. It had finally caught up to me… I shattered her illusion that I was hers. I ruined the one good thing I had in my life. The girl that owned my heart was bleeding out for me in a way that I had never seen before. The house was no longer our safe place.

I had brought my hurricane with me…

I couldn’t risk the possibility of losing her permanently if I walked in there and admitted my truths. She wouldn’t love me anymore, she wouldn’t look at me the same anymore, and she wouldn’t be mine anymore.

My brown eyed girl.

The girl that I had loved all of my life.

The same girl that I would
love for the rest of my life.

Alexandra.

I gave her the only comfort I could in her moment of despair. I turned around and left. I walked down the stairs and got into my truck. I turned the engine on and drove my sorry ass home. I took a shower and never once looked at myself in the mirror. I pretended that nothing changed. That I didn’t cause her pain, and that she didn’t know the truth. That I didn’t see her sobbing and that she wasn’t even bawling to begin with. That we were still just best friends, and that she was
my girl and I was her boy.

My Half-Pint and her Bo.

It was better than knowing…

I ruined us.

Best Selling Author M. Robinson loves to read. She favors anything that has angst, romance, triangles, cheating, love, and of course sex! She has been reading since the Babysitters Club and R.L. Stein.

She was born in New Jersey but was raised in Tampa Fl. She is currently pursuing her Ph.D in psychology, with two years left.

She is married to an amazing man who she loves to pieces. They have two German Shepherd mixes and a Tabby cat.

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Tattooed Emotions by Alicia Rae…Release Day

It’s release day for Alicia Rae’s Tattooed Emotions! We’re having a fantastic release day celebration for this amazing new contemporary romance. Alicia is sharing an excerpt with us to celebrate the release of her first book in the Tattooed Billionaire series. Check it all out!

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Tattooed Emotions Synopsis:

Raelyn Jennings has survived the unthinkable. She’s been given a second chance to live, to breathe, to feel. Her ability to overcome such a traumatic hurdle has created armor around her heart. But beyond her shield is fear, a consuming deep one, of the unknown. Raelyn vows to herself that she’ll solely focus on the one constant in her life, her career as the CEO for a prestigious accounting firm.

Damien Heathman’s unrelenting determination has made him a powerful, respected man. He’s sexy and confident and utterly breathtaking. His dominance and strength is evident in every purposeful stride, every meaningful look, and every soft caress.

Raelyn has worked with Damien’s company, Heathman Enterprises, for many years, but they’ve never crossed paths—until now.

Damien’s presence fills a room. He steals Raelyn’s breath and sparks her broken heart back to life. Once Damien sets eyes on Raelyn, there is no turning back. He wants her, and he’ll stop at nothing to have her. Not even the dark secrets hidden behind his tattoos will stand in his way.

The chemistry is undeniable. The passion is palpable.

Can Damien convince Raelyn that he is worth the risk? Or will Raelyn allow her past to control her future, feeling the chance of another heartache is too great to bear?

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Damien lightly laid me on the bed, removed my towel, and tucked me beneath the sheets. “Do you need anything? Water, saltines, anything?” Concern filled his features once again.

“No.” I smiled. “I’m fine. Just tired.”

He nodded his acknowledgment, and then he walked to the bathroom door while pulling his soaking wet shirt from his back. He tossed it on the chair, every muscle flexing with his movements.

I might have been tired, but that didn’t stop me from being stunned into silence as my body flamed to life at the sight of his bare torso. My greedy eyes traveled from one end of his shoulder to the other, drinking in the beauty of his ink.

Without glancing at me, he sauntered over to his dresser to pull out a dark-colored shirt.

“Don’t,” I whispered, feeling my heart stop beating in my chest.

It destroyed me a little every time he concealed this part of himself from me. I knew something awful had happened to Damien and that he didn’t want to talk about it, but him hiding it from me hurt beyond any other physical pain I’d ever experienced.

His arms paused midair, and he gazed over his shoulder. From his side profile, I saw the instant his body tensed, and his jaw clenched.

“Please…” I swallowed thickly and dug for courage. “You want me to stay. And I want to lie with you…with nothing between us.” I realized I was being unfair, but I was that desperate.

A visible tremor shook through him. It felt as though an eternity had passed before he spoke, “Don’t touch them.”

My heart swelled within its confined space. He was going to trust me.

“I won’t,” I breathed in relief. “I promise.”

“Don’t ever break a promise to me, Raelyn.” He slowly lowered his arms and pivoted to face me. “So, don’t make one if you can’t keep it.”

“I keep my promises,” I vowed with the utmost sincerity.

“As do I. Always.” His voice was reverent.

Alicia Rae Bio:

Alicia Rae is a Contemporary Romance Author who lives in Dekalb, Illinois, with her husband and three beautiful boys. Alicia has a passion for reading all types of romance, writing to bring a story to life, and photography.

Thank you to my dear sister, Kels, who showed me a few years ago how much I truly missed reading. And to my loving husband, for not throwing away my Nook, and planting the seed of writing in my mind. I am forever grateful. Xo

Readers, words cannot thank you enough for supporting me along this incredible journey. I hope you enjoy my novels as much as I do writing them. I thank each and every one of you.

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The ONE TO HOLD series is….

“All kinds of wonderful…” –USA Today

“Great writing, steamy romance, humor, and a lot of heart.” –Mia Sheridan, New York Times and USA Today bestselling author

“FIVE STARS for the entire ONE TO HOLD series!!!” –Aleatha Romig, New York Times and USA Today bestselling author

Blurb

In the ancient cemeteries and forgotten neighborhoods of New Orleans lurks a realm of paranormal activity…

Derek Alexander, former Marine and top investigator in his field, is hunting a killer. Melissa Jones, small-town girl and budding entrepreneur, is running for her life.

When the two intersect at a bar off Bourbon Street, their sexual chemistry is off the charts, and they embark on a weeklong affair.

Derek wants more, but Melissa is hiding a secret that could be the death of them both.

WARNING: Contains vampires, shifters, witches, telepaths, strong language, and lots of HOT paranormal sexytimes. DO NOT READ if you’re easily frightened or easily offended.

Excerpt

Melissa

I’m trapped beneath him, tears filling my eyes, uncertain what all of this means or what happens now. He saw what I am, but he didn’t pull away. He held me down, watching me writhe in agony and desire, as if he knew what was coming.

Oh, god. A wave of dread tightens my stomach at the thought. He knew what was coming. He knows what I am.

His head is down on his forearm, but he’s still inside me. I wait until he finally lifts it, again looking straight into my eyes. He’s so beautifully mouth-watering. Sweat mingles with the rain on his cheek, and a little drop runs down into his beard.

Without having to see, I know my eyes darken. A whimper escapes my chest as the irresistible hunger burns in my throat.

His brow lowers. “You want to drink me?”

My eyes squeeze closed as a flood of fresh tears fills them, spilling out of the corners and down my cheeks. I take a shuddering breath, unable to deny the truth.

“Can you control it?” His voice has changed. The anger is replaced by curiosity.

Opening my eyes slowly, I study his expression, still stern, trying to understand. I don’t answer. I only watch him, my hunger aching in my gums.

His steel eyes hold mine with such determination. “Do what you have to do, but only for a moment.”

I’m confused by his permission, but I’m too weak to resist him. His grip on my wrists relaxes, and I slowly lift my hands to his broad, muscled shoulders, holding his eyes with mine as I carefully rise to lick the little bead of sweat off his cheek.

A noise rumbles in his throat, and inside me his erection returns. My breath picks up as the flavor of him spreads through my mouth. Rising higher, I press my nose against his heated skin, inhaling fresh rainwater mixed with his delicious woodsy man-scent.

I’m on fire. My moan is matched by his low growl as I trace my tongue along the line of his jaw to the ridge of muscle in his neck. I’m acting by instinct, grazing my razor-sharp teeth lightly across his skin, touching him gently with my tongue. His hips begin to move, thrusting again, and I feel the muscles in his shoulders tightening as his orgasm builds.

At last I’ve found it—the place from before, the little pin pricks. Like before, it’s so easy, a knife in warm butter. I penetrate him, and the hot, thick warmth of his life spills into my mouth.

Instantly, we’re plunged into that orgasmic plane, tumbling down the rabbit hole, lost in a whirlpool of giving and taking inexorable ecstasy.

“Fuck!” He groans as he comes inside me, pulsing long and hard, over and over.

My eyes are closed, my mouth attached firmly to his skin as I drown in the tsunami of pleasure, life flowing into me from all sides.

It’s harder to stop this time. I want more of him, more and more of this. He seems unable to pull away as well. He’s still in me, throbbing and gripping my hips so hard, I think they’ll break.

I might have kept going. I might have… but a beacon of light cuts through the quick thud of his heart beating strong in his chest.

STOP! The voice I recognize as mine echoes through my transformed state. It reminds me what I want. I want this man to live. I don’t want to drain his life and doom myself to living alone as a monster. I want to live with him in the light.

It takes all the strength I possess to pull out. I break my seal with a moan of regret, licking my lips to be sure none of him is wasted.

Dropping my head back onto the bed, I close my eyes to savor the sensation of him swirling inside me. Derek… so strong… my fighter… my hunter…

Only like before, the strange, foreign element is back. It burns longer this time before ultimately disappearing into my bloodstream.

It’s not him. It’s something else. What have you done, my hunter?

*****

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Tia Louise is the Amazon and International Bestselling author of the ONE TO HOLD series.

From “Readers’ Choice” nominations, to picking up USA Today “Happily Ever After” nods, to winning a 2014 “Lady Boner Award” (LOL!), nothing makes her happier than communicating with fans and weaving new tales into the Alexander-Knight world of stories.

A former journalist, Louise lives in the center of the USA with her lovely family and one grumpy cat. There, she dreams up stories she hopes are engaging, hot, and sexy, and that cause readers rethink common public locations…

Books by Tia Louise:

One to Hold (Derek & Melissa), 2013

One to Keep (Patrick & Elaine), 2014

One to Protect (Derek & Melissa), 2014

One to Love (Kenny & Slayde), 2014

One to Leave (Stuart & Mariska), 2014

One to Save (Derek & Melissa), 2015

One to Chase (Amy & Marcus), 2015

One Immortal (PNR Derek & Melissa), Oct. 12, 2015!

One to Take (Stuart & Mariska), Jan/Feb 2016!

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Pure Wicked by Shayla Black….Excerpt Blog Tour Stop

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September 9^th

She Hearts Books – Review

Krista’s Dust Jacket – Review

Dirty Girl Romance – Review

What Is That Book About – Excerpt

September 10^th

Sultry, Steamy Reading – Review & Excerpt

Marie’s Tempting Reads – Review & Excerpt

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September 11^th

Alpha book club – Review & Excerpt

Book Reader Chronicles – Review & Excerpt

Indy Book Fairy – Excerpt

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Wicked Babes Blog Reviews – Review & Excerpt

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Adventures in Writing – Excerpt

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Renee Entress’s Blog – Review

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September 17^th

Author Groupies – Review

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Talking Books Blog – Excerpt

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Once Upon An Alpha – Review

About PURE WICKED: A Wicked Lovers Novella

During his decade as an international pop star, Jesse McCall has lived every day in the fast lane. A committed hedonist reveling in amazing highs, globetrotting, and nameless encounters, he refuses to think about his loneliness or empty future. Then tragedy strikes.

Shocked and grieving, he sheds his identity and walks away, searching for peace. Instead, he finds Bristol Reese, a no-nonsense beauty scraping to keep her family’s business afloat while struggling with her own demons. He’s intent on seducing her, but other than a pleasure-filled night, she’s not interested in a player, especially after her boyfriend recently proposed to her sister. In order to claim Bristol, Jesse has to prove he’s not the kind of man he’s always been. But when she learns his identity and his past comes back to haunt him, how will he convince her that he’s a changed man who wants nothing more than to make her his forever?

Excerpt:

“Hungry? I tossed together some stuff for sandwiches and salads last night, using your leftovers. Hope that was all right.”

“Sure.” She normally didn’t neglect to feed her guest for over twenty-four hours. Geez, she really had been tired.

“I’ll make you a plate.”

She cocked her head at him. Hayden had never been half so helpful. Or caring. As soon as they’d begun dating, he’d expected her to feed him more often than not after cooking all day. He’d claimed that all his pencil pushing behind a desk exhausted him, so more often than not he’d preferred to end the day with a blow job. Less effort on his part than actual sex.

She and Jamie hadn’t done more than share a bed and some skin for a few hours but already he was far more considerate. Giddy little butterflies began dancing in her belly, and Bristol had to remind herself that being a nice human being didn’t mean he intended to be romantic. And they were not having a relationship.

“That would be great.” She smiled his way.

“Give me a minute and I’ll get you fed.”

“Thanks. I’m going to dry my hair now and hope that I don’t look like Medusa when I’m done.”

“I’m pretty sure that’s impossible since you’re gorgeous, but go for it.”

Bristol rolled her eyes at the compliment. “I look terrible. You don’t have to butter me up, but I appreciate it.”

As she turned for the bathroom, Jamie grabbed her wrist and snapped her around, flush against his chest. “I’m serious. I think you’re beautiful. You’re not calling me a liar, are you?”

His silky tone warned her that would be a bad idea. Bristol swallowed against the sudden tension in the air. “No. I just…”

“Don’t take compliments well?” He raised a brow at her as if he already knew the answer. “As long as I’m around, you need to start accepting them. And believing them.”

She stared up into his dark eyes in breathless disbelief. He may not be trying to romance her…but he was certainly making her heart flap and quiver. Which made her feel like a twit. She had to stop reading happily-ever-after into his nice gestures.

“Sure. Okay. Thanks.” She pulled gently at her wrist, eager to leave the room before she made an idiot out of herself.

Jamie was slow to release her. “I’ll have your food ready in ten. Then we can talk.”

What did he want to say? She’d rather they simply had sex. She didn’t find tangling between the sheets with him nearly as confusing as watching him defend her against Hayden or staring back into his eyes as he complimented her. But she had a few things to say if she was going to persuade him to go with her to dinner on Tuesday night at her mom’s house, then move on afterward.

About Shayla Black:

Shayla Black is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of more than forty novels. For over fifteen years, she’s written contemporary, erotic, paranormal, and historical romances via traditional, independent, foreign, and audio publishers. Her books have sold well over a million copies and been published in a dozen languages.

Raised an only child, Shayla occupied herself with lots of daydreaming, much to the chagrin of her teachers. In college, she found her love for reading and realized that she could have a career publishing the stories spinning in her imagination. Though she graduated with a degree in Marketing/Advertising and embarked on a stint in corporate America to pay the bills, her heart has always been with her characters. She’s thrilled that she’s been living her dream as a full-time author for the past seven years.

Shayla currently lives in North Texas with her wonderfully supportive husband, her teenage daughter, and a very spoiled cat. In her “free” time, she enjoys reality TV, reading, and listening to an eclectic blend of music.

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Contrite Duet by Kathy Coopmans….Release Blitz

What happens when the man you’re married to

isn’t the man you married anymore?

Find out in Kathy Coopman’s Contrite series! This Duet has been bundled into one complete set for ONLY $0.99!

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CONTRITE BOOK ONE

What happens when the man you’re married to isn’t the man you married anymore? Clove Calloway knows within an hour of picking up her husband Turner from the airport that something is different. Yet she can’t pin point what. Together since College, they know everything about each other. So why has she spent the last few days watching everything he does, hoping for a clue? What could have happened within that week he was gone?

One way or another she’s going to find out.

When Clove invests in the help of her brother Zack, a police detective, she’s afraid her suspicions of infidelity will be confirmed. Terrified that such news will crush her heart, she sets about preparing for the worst.

Only to find it’s much more than she could have imagined—there is no other woman.

Clove’s life is about to descend into a web of deceit, lies and betrayal.

Appearances can be deceiving… and only the Master Manipulator will be left standing.

“The eyes only see what the mind is prepared to comprehend.” – Henri Bergson

REPRISAL BOOK TWO

Clove Calloway thought she ended her nightmare life when she stabbed herself.

When the darkness took over, she thought she’d find peace. Seeing her husband die by the hands of his traitorous brother, Trent, destroyed her. Little did she know, her dreadful life without Turner is just the beginning. She awakens from one nightmare right into another, confined in a house with the Master Manipulator of them all.

Now, she’s fighting for her life instead of trying to end it. As the truth unfolds, layer upon layer of deceit could suffocate her. How many times and in how many way can she be betrayed? But Clove refuses to lose. Just how she’s going to win is a plan she’s yet to determine…

Zack is determined to find his sister Clove, he knows she is out there somewhere. He can feel it. He wants her home. And he is going to find her! He’s ready to take down the evil that has her in his clutches. Only he’s just as shocked as Clove when the truth unfolds…

There’s more…. So much more. Are you ready?

Revenge.

Excerpt

I look at the clock and realize I still have an hour left. Turner is on a conference call, therefore I can’t ask him if he wants to skip out a little early and get to the bar for happy hour. Reaching for my phone, I decide to kick back and relax and maybe download some new songs. I plug in my phone to keep it charged and start listening to some music as I browse through the new selections.

“Clove?”

I jump, catching sight of Zack out of my peripheral vision.

“Christ, you scared the shit out of me!”

I sit back in my chair with a smile on my face, placing my hand over my heart as I slump back in my seat. I laugh, finding the situation funny. Pulling my ear buds out, I watch my brother as he strolls in and sits across from me at my desk. But he’s not laughing or smiling.

“There’s something wrong,” I say in a strangled voice.

“Yeah, there is.”

“Is . . .?”

I start crying and can’t seem to get any words to come out. My chest starts heaving and I hold onto the edge of my desk, my knuckles snow white from my tight grip.

“Is he cheating on me?”

“It’s worse. Much worse.”

The way he looks at me tells me whatever his news is, it’s going to rip me to shreds.

“Wha-what is it?” I can barely choke the words out.

Meet Kathy Coopmans!

Amazon Best Selling Author Kathy Coopmans, lives in Michigan with her husband Tony where they have two grown sons.

After raising her children she decided to publish her first book and retiring from being a hairstylist.

She now writes full time.

She’s a huge sports fan with her favorite being Football and Tennis.

She’s a giver and will do anything she can to help another person succeed!

Use whichever one of these you would like babe.

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Screwed by Kendall Ryan…Release Blitz

I have one rule: Don’t shit where you eat.Several of the women in the condo complex I own would love some one-on-one playtime, and why wouldn’t they? I’m young, fit, attractive, and loaded. Not to mention I’m packing a sizable bulge below the

belt. It’s a combination that drops panties on a regular basis.

Yay, me, right?

But my cock, troublemaker that he is, has been confined to my trousers by my business partner. A concession I agreed to, and one that’s never been hard to enforce until Emery moves in across the hall.

She’s smart, young, determined, and sexy as hell. I want a taste. I won’t stop

until I’m buried deep inside the succulent new-in-town brunette.

After being warned about my past, she does her best to steer clear, but I’m about to show her that underneath it all, I’m a guy with a heart of gold and a cock of steel.

My name is Hayden Oliver, and this is my story.

SCREWED is standalone romantic comedy by New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author

Kendall Ryan.

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Kendall Ryan is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of contemporary romance novels, including Hard to Love, Unravel Me, Resisting Her and When I Break.

She’s a sassy, yet polite Midwestern girl with a deep love of books, and a slight addiction to lipgloss. She lives in Minneapolis with her adorable husband and two baby sons, and enjoys hiking, being active, and reading.

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Synopsis:

Guest Post:

To touch a Dark One is death.

To talk to an immortal is suicide.

Yet, I’ve been marked by both.

A Vampire.

And the King of the immortals.

My life is no longer my own.

And now I know the truth, my life was never mine to begin with.

It was theirs.

It’s always been theirs.

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And now I know the truth, my life was never mine to begin
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