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New Release: Thor by LP Lovell

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THOR

The Recherché Series #1

By: LP Lovell

Contemporary Romance

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I’m selling your fantasy. Are you buying?

They say that love is the most powerful force in the universe. They’re wrong. Sex, lust, passion, these are the emotions which human beings crave. And they’ll spend any amount of money for a taste.

I’m the guy that makes your heartbeat rise with a look, your breath falter with a touch. It’s my job. My name is Thor Jameson and I’m a male escort. No, I’m THE male escort. My reputation is unrivaled and well deserved.

I’ve always been for sale, until the one thing I didn’t even realize I wanted was thrust in my face by chance. For once, I’m not selling, and she’s certainly not buying.

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#2 KADEN – releasing August 15

 Kaden

I’m selling your fantasy. Are you buying?

My name is Kaden Ryan and I’m a male escort. I never intended to become an escort, but an opportunity fell into my lap and I took it. It was simple: get paid for sex, an orgasm, a night of pleasure. It’s certainly an easy way to work my way through medical school.

But not everyone’s fantasy is as simple as an orgasm. Some women like the game, and one in particular wants to push me to places I never thought I would go, paid or otherwise. She’s going to be the one to give me a real education.

*THIS BOOK IS AN EROTIC STANDALONE*

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Lauren Lovell is an indie author from England.

She suffers from a total lack of brain to mouth filter and is the friend you have to explain before you introduce her to anyone, and apologize for afterwards.

Lauren is a self-confessed shameless pervert, who may be suffering from slight peen envy.

LP loves to hear from readers so please get in touch.

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COVER REVEAL: Exrated by: Stevie J. Cole

Title: EXRATED

Author: Stevie J. Cole

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: May 2, 2016

Blurb

Tyler Westbrook, better known as Johnny Depth, is taking the adult film industry by storm. With his playboy looks, it’s no surprise a few coworkers have attempted to take things off set and into the bedroom, but Tyler refuses to blur the lines between work and play…until the new assistant to the director walks in.

Jemma Morgan was recently fired from a lead role on a kid’s TV show that was supposed to be her big break. Unable to get another acting gig, she’s accepted a job in an industry she never expected to be a part of. Although she anticipates being shocked her first few days on set, nothing could prepare her for the moment she’s asked to hold the reflector as her ex-boyfriend plows through a woman like a Kansas cornfield.

In a world of butt-plugs, lube, and fake moans, is there a place for a second chance? Exes and some serious ohs…the term ex-rated just took on a whole new meaning.

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Author Bio

Stevie J. Cole is a secret rock star. Sex, drugs and, oh wait, no, just sex. She’s a whore for a British accent and has an unhealthy obsession with Russell Brand. She and LP plan to elope in Vegas and breed the world’s most epic child.

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BOOK BLITZ: Hard Ball by CD Reiss

 

*BOOK BLITZ*

HARD BALL by CD REISS

 

Perfect ass.

Perfect arms.

Perfect swagger.

  They call Dash Wallace the Diamond King.

He’s the hottest commodity in baseball and in the bedroom.

When he runs the bases, every woman’s eyes are glued to his stunning body and a smile that puts the night lights to shame.

I’m no queen. I’m a regular girl with a regular job. I just watch him on TV and from the bleachers, season after season.

  Girls like me grab a guy like that one in a million times.

My number just came up, and he is as spectacular in bed as he is on the field.

But there’s not a woman in the world who can distract Dash Wallace from the game. Not for a moment. Not even me.

Until the night I do. And everything changes.


Hardball is a SMOKING HOT, SEXY romance with a touch of angst and a ton of heart from CD Reiss. It’s a fun, witty, full-length standalone meant for the over-eighteen crowd.

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Praise for Hardball

 

“Dash Wallace is a dirty talking, sexy professional baseball player who falls hard for the girl next door, but beware… your heart will take a beating as you watch him struggle with sticking to all he’s ever known at the risk of losing the best thing that ever happened to him. Hardball is one of those books that will suck you in and won’t let you go until you devour every last, juicy bite.”

Sawyer Bennett, NY Times Bestselling Author

 

  “Fiery hot and enticingly realistic, CD Reiss’s captivating writing, complex characters and explosive love scenes make Hard Ball an irresistible modern day romance.”

Katy Evans, NY Times Bestselling Author

 

  “Delightful, sexy, emotional, exciting, exhilarating. I loved every single second of it! A sports romance with a DASH of kink….it doesn’t get any better than that!”

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  “Unexpectedly emotional, beautifully written, and decadently naughty, CD Reiss once again owned me heart and soul. Hardball was an enthralling romance from start to finish!! And I never wanted it to end.”

– Angie and Jessica’s Dreamy Reads

 

Author Bio

 

CD Reiss is a USA Today bestseller. She still has to chop wood and carry water, which was buried in the fine print. Her lawyer is working it out with God but in the meantime, if you call and she doesn’t pick up she’s at the well hauling buckets.

  Born in New York City, she moved to Hollywood, California to get her master’s degree in screenwriting from USC. In case you want to know, that went nowhere but it did give her a big enough ego to write novels.

  She’s frequently referred to as the Shakespeare of Smut which is flattering but hasn’t ever gotten her out of chopping that cord of wood.

  If you meet her in person, you should call her Christine.

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COVER REVEAL: Kissed by Reality by Carrie Aarons

Title: Kissed by Reality

Author: Carrie Aarons

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Cover Design: Shanoff Formats

 Release Date: April 11, 2016

Blurb


Falling in love is hard. Falling in love on national television is impossible. Right? 

Leighton Aldridge did not sign up to meet her soulmate. She signed up for the lights, camera and action. So when the Hollywood-native ends up with the wounded war veteran and a ring on her finger, it’s a surprise to everyone. What isn’t a surprise is the way she breaks Finn Wyatt’s heart, or the massively public breakup that follows. But a year later she’s back, ready for another round on the reality TV show that brought them together. She knows he was the real thing, and she’s ready to fight for him. 

Finn is the new Mr. Right. The country’s favorite single guy, and the object of 25 women’s affections. But when his ex-fiance steps onto set and back into the limelight, he wishes he never agreed to another season. Leighton shattered his heart for the world to see, and he’s not ready to face that reality. Can Leighton convince him, and America, that she’s the one? Or will her future with Finn only consist of 15 more minutes of fame?

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Author Bio

Author of romance novels such as the Over the Fence series and Red Card, Carrie Aarons writes sexy, swoony and sarcastic characters who won’t get out of her head until she puts them down on a page.

Carrie Aarons has wanted to be an author since the first time she opened a book, and can’t describe what it feels like to be able to write love stories as an actual career. She loves spinning tales that include dapper men, women with attitude, and the occasional hunky athlete.

When she isn’t in what her husband calls a “writing coma,” Carrie Aarons is freeing-up her jampacked DVR, trying to become the next HGTV star as she DIYs her very first house, and planning her next travel adventure. She lives on the east coast with her husband whom she loves dearly for supporting her crazy dreams and putting up with her sassy, extroverted ways.

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BOOK BLITZ: Explicit by Roxy Sloane

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EXPLICIT By Roxy Sloane

“I’ve told you I’ve fantasized about you. So, tell me the truth. Do you fantasize about me?”

Bestselling novelist Jackson Ford is arrogant, exacting, and relentless on the page and off. His irresistible new editor, Ellie Parker is smart, headstrong, and not intimidated by Jackson’s attitude – or the way he turns every exchange into a filthy seduction.

There isn’t a thing these two can agree on, except their intense attraction. But with Jackson’s deadline looming, can they stop fighting long enough for him to deliver the hit she needs?

The relationship between editor and author has never been so intimate or so explicit…

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Roxy Sloane is a romance junkie with a dirty mind. She lives in Los Angeles with her hot ex-military hubby and her two kids. She loves writing sexy, complex stories about pushing the boundaries and risking it all.

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BOOK BLITZ : The Stars In The Sky by Leslie McAdam

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The Stars in the Sky
By author Leslie McAdam

2nd book in the Giving You… series.
Can be read as a standalone

When foul-mouthed, tattooed, vegan Marie Diaz-Austin accepted a summer internship on a ranch north of Santa Barbara to work with underprivileged and special needs kids she was expecting hard work. She wasn’t expecting the gorgeous, but conservative rancher, Will Thrash who wants nothing to do with left-wing hippies like her.

While they both may be stubborn when it comes to climate change, they’re much less rigid about considering a summer fling. Although they hate each other’s politics, they can’t deny their immediate and growing attraction to each other. But when the stakes are raised and they’re forced to make a choice what will give? Their principles or themselves?

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Leslie McAdam is a California girl who loves romance, Little Dude, and well-defined abs. She lives in a drafty old farmhouse on a small orange tree farm in Southern California with her husband and two small children. Leslie always encourages her kids to be themselves – even if it means letting her daughter wear leopard print from head to toe. An avid reader from a young age, she will always trade watching TV for reading a book, unless it’s Top Gear. Or football. Leslie is employed by day but spends her nights writing about the men you fantasize about. She’s unapologetically sarcastic and notoriously terrible at comma placement (that’s what editors are for!).

Always up for a laugh, Leslie tries to see humor in all things. When she’s not in the writing cave you’ll find her fangirling over Beck, camping with her family, or mixing up oil paints to depict her love of outdoors on canvas.

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Caught Up – A Short Story (adults only please)

Two hours ago I walked into the new bar in town with only thoughts of finding a dark corner to have one drink and quiet my mind. I told my husband I had to work late on paperwork, which wasn’t entirely a lie I just decided to put it off until another day. I needed a moment of “me” time. I’d been overwhelmed lately with stress at work, stress at home and the never-ending stream of bills that seem to find my mail slot. I’d not heard much about the new place so I didn’t think I’d run into anyone I knew and I was right. There wasn’t a single familiar face in the place. After ordering my cosmo I turned to find a table away from the handful of people mingling at that early hour and nearly ran into someone. Not just someone, but a woman with the most intriguing smile. I gave my apologies and quickly slipped away to the corner.
Sitting with my back to the wall I continued to watch her, occasionally meeting her glance and quickly looking away. She seemed to know several of the women there. She came across as confident, yet sweet, greeting each of her friends with a hug and that beautiful smile. Other people came and went but I barely noticed them.
After being caught looking her way more than a few times I made an effort to look down at my drink or at the table but found it difficult to resist looking back up to find her. When I gave in not only did I quickly find her but she was walking towards me. I had a sudden grip of panic without really knowing why. It was just a woman after all. I talked to people all day. I could talk to her. So why did I feel frozen?
Without need for invitation she sat down in the chair opposite me.
“Never been here before have you?”
“No. I just noticed it a few days ago and thought it looked like a good place to have a quiet drink.”
“If I’m bothering you I can go.” That smile spread across her face lighting up even her eyes and I definitely didn’t want her to go, though I wasn’t sure why I wanted her to stay either.
“No. That’s okay. I’m actually grateful for the company. I was feeling a little out of place.”
She leaned in closer to me and I could smell a scent on her that was both masculine and feminine and fuzzied my brain. I wanted to lean closer to breathe it in but didn’t.
“Baby, I’m guessing you are a little out of place,” she said with a wink. Then she leaned back in her seat and took a long swallow of her beer. “Planning to have just the one drink?” she asked looking at my nearly gone cosmo.
“Um, yea. I’m kind of a lightweight and I have to drive home still.”
“In a hurry to get there?” I guess I looked puzzled because she continued after finishing off her beer with another long swallow. “If you’re interested in a quiet place to really unwind I think I know just the place. I’ll drive.” She stood up and held her hand out for me knowing without question that I was going to take it.
What was I doing? I didn’t even know this woman yet I had a feeling she knew me in some way or at least knew what I was looking for tonight.
She took my hand and led me to the door dropping her empty bottle on the bar as we passed by without a word.
She opened the door to her car and I took a seat and buckled up, questioning my own sanity but certain I wanted to see where she was taking me.
In only a few minutes we were pulling in front of a small house and she was leading me out of the car to the front door. Just inside she told me to make myself at home as she took off her jacket and disappeared around the corner. As I was taking off my coat, she came back around with her dress shirt untucked the buttons undone showing a white t-shirt underneath and her sleeves rolled part of the way up her arms. I had apparently slowed down in ridding myself of my coat because I was noticing for the first time the breasts she had hidden under the dress shirt and with a small laugh she helped me the rest of the way out of my coat and laid it across the back of the couch.
I was trying to think of anything to say to take attention away from my reddening face but before I could utter a word she was within inches of my face again. That intoxicating smell of her making me dizzy, or was it the cosmo? Surely one drink wouldn’t have made me feel so unsteady.
Then she was touching me. Her hand was lightly touching mine; her thumb caressed the back of my hand. The back of the other hand gently grazed my cheek as she pushed the hair away from my face and tucked a strand behind my ear. I believe I was holding my breath while she looked at me, knowing yet not believing what was going to happen next. Then her hand was behind my head pulling me to her and her mouth took mine.
Her lips were soft and full and I was lost in the feel of them against mine. Her tongue danced along my lips and tongue like she knew how much I was enjoying the taste of her. She let go of my hand and ran hers up my back pulling me closer to her. Without thinking my hands were traveling up and down her back; feeling the softness of her curves underneath my touch, completely lost in all the sensations I was feeling at once.
She pulled back from the kiss taking a long look into my eyes. She must have found what she wanted to find because the next thing I knew she was kissing me again while walking me down the hallway. I was melted against her so entirely that I had no idea nor care of where we were going. I felt the light brushing of a doorway as we passed through and then as I felt the mattress against the backs of my legs the trembling began. She softly put her hands on either side of my face and pulled back enough to ask in a throaty whisper, “Okay?”
I simply nodded.
She gently guided me to sit on the end of the bed as she knelt in front of me and without ever looking away she removed my shoes. I watched her every move as if I had been put under a spell and couldn’t escape her gaze. I could feel the heaving of my breasts as my heart began to race and my breath quickened. She rose and instructed me to scoot back until my feet were on the bed in front of me. I watched her calmly walk to the side of the bed with the same confidence I had noticed at the bar before. She knew I was captivated and she was soaking it in.
With her eyes on mine she pulled her dress shirt off and gently laid it over the chair beside her. She grabbed the bottom of her t-shirt and pulled it up over her head and let it join the other shirt. A gasp had escaped my lips before I could catch it and she smiled at my embarrassment. Before I could cover my red face she was on the bed, on her knees straddling my legs and kissing me again. I felt light-headed, dizzy, like I was falling and I reached for her to keep me balanced. When my hand caught the feel of her skin I moaned lightly against her mouth. Never had I been kissed so fully and so gently at the same time and never had I kissed someone so silky to the touch.
She pulled away to raise my sweater up over my head and with one quick finger movement she had my bra undone. When she removed my bra and I felt the air on my breasts I started to panic again and began to voice a protest but before a word could leave my lips her mouth covered my nipple and her teeth grazed the tip just lightly and my breath caught in my throat. All thought of protest was lost.
I watched the poetic way she caressed and teased and held each breast. I felt every movement of her tongue and lips like a direct jolt between my legs. I was sure she knew what wonderful torture she was causing when she looked into my eyes with the most mischievous look and that beautiful smile. Leaving me no time to catch my breath she was kissing me again. Sucking my bottom lip gently and playing with my tongue as she pushed me back against the pillows.
Her hand was working the button and then the zipper of my pants and before I had even noticed she had pulled them off of me and had moved down my body. She ran one single finger up the crotch of my panties and then ran that finger along her lips. Embarrassment was far gone as I watched her suck the taste of me off her finger. She removed my panties and began to kiss the insides of my calves and then my thighs. She left lingering kisses and flicks of her tongue along my bikini line and moved across my pussy just close enough for me to feel her breath on the wetness she had created. She ran her tongue just under my belly button and back down to where I was desperate now to feel her.
Then all at once she sucked my clit into her mouth, rocking it between her tongue and lips. My hips lifted without my permission, wanting more of what I was feeling but feeling as if more would surely break me. As my hips were lifted she pushed through my wetness and I could feel her fingers massaging that secret spot inside me as she continued to seduce my clit into submission. I grasped at the sheets and the headboard and her hair trying to hold on to what was left of my own will but the explosive feeling began to grow and pound through my entire body as I rode her rhythm like a wave until I knew I couldn’t take it even one more moment without shattering into a million tiny pieces. And then it happened; all at once my body convulsed over and over again as the wave crashed against the shore and the most amazing orgasm slammed through me repeatedly until finally I slowly began the decent back to this heavenly place, where my body was drained and satiated and limp.
I felt the heat of her body next to mine as she pulled me into her arms and my head onto her chest and for what seemed like hours she just held me in silence. I didn’t question what had transpired, but instead allowed myself to enjoy the afterglow and fulfillment of the moment. The world outside that room disappeared from existence. My mind at last was quiet.
In a soft voice she said, “I wish you could stay, but I know you can’t.” I looked into her face and she kissed me again but now with the taste of myself on her lips. Surprisingly I was pleased by the idea that she was still able to taste me. I wanted to stay and kiss her more but I knew she was right. My time hidden from the world was coming to an end. As if she read my mind she slipped from the bed and gathered my clothes for me, kissing me again before walking into the bathroom. She brought back a warm wash cloth and gently washed away the visible signs of what had transpired just minutes before from between my legs though nothing could take away the feeling inside my still pulsing pussy. She smiled at the sight of me before tossing the cloth into the hamper and helping me dress.
Every few moments she would kiss me again and show me the smile that was so intoxicating to me. She gathered her shirts and put them on then led me back to the living room where we had begun. She grabbed my hand again like when we first arrived and brushed a kiss across my cheek and lips and just under my ear and down my neck.
“I don’t make a habit of this,” she almost whispered. “I saw you and I just had to know.”
“I know.” I said it because I knew exactly how she felt.
She smiled again and held my hand until we reached her car and got in. She continued to hold it the few minutes it took to get back to the bar where my car was parked. She raised my hand to her lips and kissed each knuckle until she came to my ring finger. She gently put her hand over mine and this time without a smile or even looking at me she faintly said, “He’s lucky to have you. I hope he knows that.”
One last kiss and I swallowed hard not knowing what to say. She found my words for me. “I may not see you again, but if you want to find me I’m half owner of this place.” She said as she nodded towards the bar.
“Okay.” That was all I could manage before I got out of her car and walked the short distance to mine. Once my door was open I heard her back out and drive away. I couldn’t watch her leave.
I sat down, looked at myself in the mirror, wondering how I could look the same and feel so very different. I took a long deep breath and then smiled bigger than I had in as long as I could remember. “Wow,” I said to myself quietly.
I put the car into reverse and started to back out when I hit the brake because I suddenly realized I hadn’t asked her name.
As I eased out and onto the road I laughed out loud, turned the radio up and sang at the top of my lungs all the way home.

 

Monique P.

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