tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063092597910486162024-02-19T07:16:05.961-08:00Wicked Book BlogAnnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11168424941568443207noreply@blogger.comBlogger433125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-106309259791048616.post-70422063499182159542014-03-02T21:30:00.000-08:002014-03-03T06:06:55.970-08:00Book Blitz: Hugged by an Angel by Roberta Capizzi<div style="text-align: center;">
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<strong>Book Title:</strong> Hugged by an Angel<br />
<strong>Author: </strong>Roberta Capizzi<br />
<strong>Genre: </strong>Contemporary Romance<br />
<strong>Release Date:</strong> July 22, 2013<br />
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How can you ever love again when tragedy has crushed your heart?</div>
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Kathleen used to love life. She had plans, dreams, and faith in life; but that was before the accident that took it all away from her in an instant. Now that her beloved brother is dead and she’s confined to a wheelchair, her future is but a dark cloud hovering above her head. How can she ever find the will to move on and keep living without him? Even the cares of the happy-go-lucky American physiotherapist who’s helping her with her rehab therapies are all in vain. Life seems to have lost its meaning, until one night she receives an unexpected celestial visit…</div>
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Colin has been working as a physiotherapist in Dublin for almost five years, but he’s never bonded so much with a patient like he is bonding with Kathleen; there’s something about those sad blue eyes that makes him want to help her, to take away the pain that reminds him so much of his own. Having lost both his parents in a plane crash when he was only sixteen, Colin knows how it feels to have someone you love taken so abruptly away from you, and he makes it his mission to help Kathleen find her faith in life again. But something changes along the way…</div>
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Sometimes love can work miracles. If you believe.</div>
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“Hey.”</div>
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I turned when I heard her voice and saw her in the wheelchair, her braided hair over her shoulder. She looked so beautiful I wanted to reach out my hand and stroke her sleepy face. I wanted it so much I had to break eye contact for a minute before I lost control and made a fool of myself.</div>
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“Oh, hi. I’m sorry, did I wake you?” I asked as nonchalantly as I could, although my heart was beating fast in my chest.</div>
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She smiled and shook her head, staring at my hand.</div>
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“I didn’t know you smoked.”</div>
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“I don’t,” I replied instinctively. Her eyes lit up with amusement and I realized how stupid I must have sounded.</div>
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“That looks pretty much like a cigarette to me,” she said, pointing. I bent my head and smiled.</div>
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“No, what I meant to say was I’m not a smoker.” I looked at the cigarette in my hand, and suddenly the words were released without asking for permission. “I used to smoke when I was in one of my dark moments, but I don’t anymore.”</div>
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What the hell was wrong with me? Why did I always end up opening myself up with her as if she could understand what I’d been through? Why couldn’t I simply lie my way out of her question, the way I’d always done with everyone?</div>
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“Are you now? In a dark moment, I mean?” She looked up at me and her huge blue eyes widened in concern. Why did she have to be so sweet and so damn beautiful? It made lying so much harder and I couldn’t afford to let her get close to me, to break through the wall around my heart any more than she already had.</div>
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“Well, you almost—<i>we</i> almost died in a fire. I have every right to be a little shaken, don’t you think?”</div>
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She chuckled, and as I looked at her I realized I didn’t need that cigarette anymore. I stubbed it out in the plastic ashtray on the small iron table in the corner of the balcony.</div>
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All I really needed was to see that beautiful smile of hers. The rest didn’t matter.</div>
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“Good boy,” she said, nodding approvingly. “You’ll feel much better now.”</div>
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I couldn’t help but smile. She was tearing down the wall brick by brick, and I felt a fire in my heart just looking into her eyes. I needed to break the spell, before it was too late.</div>
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“Let’s get back inside,” I said, approaching her and instinctively pushing her wheelchair. “I promised to take care of you, and I won’t be keeping my word if you get sick.”</div>
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“I’m a big girl,” she said in a mocking tone. “I can take care of myself.”</div>
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“Of course,” I replied, mimicking her tone and playing her game. “I tend to forget that, Your Majesty!”</div>
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“Colin! Don’t start again!” she screamed, without hiding her exasperation, and I laughed.</div>
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An avid reader since her childhood years and being an only child, Roberta always enjoyed the company of her fictional friends from the children’s books she loved reading, while she dreamed of writing her own stories one day.</div>
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It was when she discovered novels by authors Rosamunde Pilcher and Maeve Binchy in her teenage years that she realized it was time she put down in words the stories she had kept well hidden in her mind until then.</div>
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What started as a hobby, soon turned into a real passion and a way of life, until she could no longer keep the stories to herself, and decided to get over her fears and share them with the world.</div>
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Roberta lives in Italy, but her dream is to move out of her country and live either in a thatched cottage in the Irish countryside or in a country house with a swing on the back porch, somewhere in the United States, where she would love to spend her days writing novels as a full-time job, and maybe one day even get as far as writing a screenplay for a movie.</div>
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Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11168424941568443207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-106309259791048616.post-30761868935301621762014-03-02T21:00:00.000-08:002014-03-03T06:03:57.003-08:00Cover Reveal: Throttle Me by Chelle Bliss <h1 style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6Bo34Dew0t5PMUJ5URMD7gVJFJ1PRrJbE05f3H9o0nyDl2ge31YcaqJcvtE_YEngd6gQLiWR-FsydSBshyphenhyphenRYbAAJLi4XIAyCxqkFnZzNJeJoqOQVRntXNFmy9tSfu8PgD7npDQmuGAGE/s1600/Throttle+Me+Ebook-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6Bo34Dew0t5PMUJ5URMD7gVJFJ1PRrJbE05f3H9o0nyDl2ge31YcaqJcvtE_YEngd6gQLiWR-FsydSBshyphenhyphenRYbAAJLi4XIAyCxqkFnZzNJeJoqOQVRntXNFmy9tSfu8PgD7npDQmuGAGE/s1600/Throttle+Me+Ebook-2.jpg" height="400" width="265" /></a></h1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><h4 style="text-align: center;">Release Date: March 31, 2014<br />Series: Book 1 in the Men of Inked Series</h4><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/19211799-throttle-me?utm_medium=api&utm_source=blog_book">Click Here to Add Throttle Me to your Goodreads TBR</a><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Synopsis:</b><br />Suzy’s a control freak and has her life mapped out - work hard, find a man with a stable job, and live happily ever after. She’s content with the status quo, but her plan comes to a screeching halt when he enters her life and turns it upside down.</div>City gave up on love when his heart was crushed in college, preferring to be the typical bachelor. He spends his nights hopping from one bed to another and his days working at his family tattoo shop, Inked. A chance encounter on a dark road makes him question what he had sworn off forever – a relationship.<br /><br />A night of passion and lust causes them to question everything. Is City the knight in shining armor to the damsel in distress? 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Tristan's been sucking sunshine right from the monogrammed silver spoon his life was served up on since the day he was born. And quite frankly, he wouldn't want it any other way. He's his mother's pride and joy, his father's right-hand-man, and the envy of every guy around. All Tristan has to do is flash his million dollar smile, give his trademark wink, and he gets what he wants, when he wants, anytime he wants.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">Leah Franchetti grinds her fingers to the bone; sculpting, painting, recreating treasures from trash—the very sentiment that defines her life. Her inventive, vindictive, lucrative, and seemingly unforgivable plan allowed her to shortcut her way into the life she always imagined, owning an art gallery, surrounding herself in the comfort of her passion and dreams.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">When circumstances force Leah and Tristan to come face-to-face with the past and with Leah’s devious manipulation, truths come flooding forth, destroying those in the present and possibly jeopardizing both of their highly anticipated futures.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">Can Tristan overcome Leah’s slander and deception—despite how dangerously close he comes to losing the one thing he can’t go without—money? Will Leah be forced to come clean, knowing she’ll have to live her life with the one thing she can’t go without—her dignity?</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/excerpt.jpg"><img alt="excerpt" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5637" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/excerpt-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Rushing out of Chet O’Donnell’s office, angrily and haughtily, I face-plant straight into a strong, hard chest, covered in a wool, cable-knit sweater, smelling of expensive cologne. People always say that the sense of smell is the most powerful sense, triggering memories and feelings clearer than any of the other four senses combined. Just one smell, one inhalation of that warm, sexy designer cologne and my insides burn, ignite with intense desire and longing. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. No. No. No. “I’m…I’m…I’m…” I stammer, backing up, dropping my head, and looking straight at the ground in humiliation. “I’m…I gotta go,” I mumble, sidestepping out of his way, and heading straight for the elevator. I push the button repeatedly, knowing damn well my actions won’t speed up the elevator’s arrival. Tristan runs to catch me, just as I eye the stairwell and bolt for the door. “Leah! Wait!” he yells; the “wait” is muffled by the sound of the door slamming behind me. I run down only one flight of steps and escape onto the twentieth floor, knowing that Tristan O’Donnell would chase me the entire way down the stairs—if seeing and talking to me were his goals. 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width="430" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Book Title:</strong><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"> Shattered Heart </span><br /><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Author:</strong><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"> Ann Stewart & Stephanie Nash</span><br /><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Genre:</strong> Romance<br /><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Release Date:</strong><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"> March 3, 2014</span><br /><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Hosted by:</strong><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/" target="_blank">Book Enthusiast Promotions</a></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Synopsis.jpg"><img alt="Synopsis" class=" wp-image-5609 alignnone" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Synopsis-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Sometimes loving someone means letting them go.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">After allowing Alexander James to walk out of her life, Elyssa Hart falls into a dark spiral of deception, submission, and grief. In Alex's absence, the determined Oliver Prescott has the opportunity to win over Elyssa's affections. But, when untimely events bring Alex back from New York sooner than expected, Oliver soon realizes that battles of the heart are not easily won.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Coming home to an empty house, an empty heart, and a constant reminder of heartache is just the tip of Alex's troubles. He not only has to vie once again for Elyssa's heart, but also show her a sense of security that's been destroyed. Can he rebuild the foundation they built before he left or has he lost her for good?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Alex's return coupled with Oliver's advances has Elyssa not only stuck in a triangular love affair, but caught in a web woven so tight by Arianna Salerno. Alex's past, constant threats, and a relentless watchful eye are only a few tools in Arianna's bag of torture as she pushes Elyssa further and further away from the only man she's ever loved.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/excerpt.jpg"><img alt="excerpt" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5637" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/excerpt-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“God, I’ve missed you,” his voice quivers as his mouth runs along the curve of my neck. “I’ve thought of you every second since I left.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Shhh…Alex…don’t speak. Just kiss me.” I grip the back of his head, forcing his lips to mine. I relish this moment of perfection knowing it’s only for tonight.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Seeing Alex in the lobby of the hotel was a blessing and a curse. No words exchanged, just a look. One look was all it took and the moment our eyes met the weeks of isolation and avoidance vanished. Moments with Oliver were a distant memory and all I wanted was him. The electricity between us unquestionable, my legs moved before my mind could catch up. And by that time I was already in Alex’s arms. I don’t even remember how we got to his room, but the moment we were behind closed doors our reunion turned pornographic.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Lifting me, Alex pins me against the wall, hands traveling up my thighs pushing up my skirt, fingers digging painfully into the skin of my ass. A moan escapes my lips before taking his mouth, sucking on his bottom lip, teasing his tongue with mine. With a deep growl, Alex brushes his fingers against my aching core before ripping my panties, discarding them to the floor.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">His fingers find my wet core and my body immediately begins to tremble when they glide along my folds. After weeks without him, my body reacts to his absence by grinding against his strong hand.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Alex…” I moan, running my tongue along the stubble of his chin.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“I fucking love you…” he growls as his nails dig deeper into my skin.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">My heart swells with emotion at his simple words. I bite my bottom lip while Alex focuses on my breasts. Pulling down the neck of my blouse he pushes down the top of my bra, exposing my nipple. He takes it into his mouth, sucking aggressively, moaning against my flushed skin.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Say it. Even if you have to lie to me…say it.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Closing my eyes, I tip my head back breathing in his musky scent and feel the rising pleasure with each lap of Alex’s hot tongue against my sensitive skin. “What Alex…I’ll say anything just please, please don’t stop…”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Lifting his head from my rising chest, I sigh in disappointment from the lost warmth of his mouth. As I look into his eyes I see the torture of the past couple of weeks reflected back at me. I’ve hurt him, I’m hurting him now, but I can’t stop. This feels right. Leaning in, Alex softly kisses my lips before resting his forehead against mine. So tender my heart splinters. “Tell me you still love me. I don’t know what’s going on in your head, but I need to hear it.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Hey…” I reach up grasping the sides of his face forcing him to look at me. “It’s not a lie. I don’t have to lie. I do love you. I know it seems like…” my voice trails off as Alex interrupts me, his mouth crashing down on mine.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“That’s all I wanted to hear. I don’t care about anything else.” Alex pushes himself against me as we both eagerly undo his belt. Lifting my legs, I dig the heels of my feet against his jeans, pushing down his pants, bringing his boxers along with them. Within seconds he’s deep inside me and all the stress from the past few weeks have completely vanished.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I love him and I’ll live in this for as long as I can.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Meet-the-Author.jpg" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"><img alt="Meet the Author" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5610" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Meet-the-Author-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Ann currently lives in Las Vegas with her beautiful family. Ann has a Bachelors degree in Business Management and is currently pursuing a Masters degree. A year ago she took a leap of faith and decided to pursue her dreams of becoming an author. When she's not at work, school, or spending time with her family...she's usually completely absorbed in a book!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Stephanie Nash is originally from Post Falls, Idaho and is thankful for the peaceful surroundings which gave her stability and sense of direction. Currently residing in North Las Vegas, Stephanie has gotten to experience a life outside of the beautiful Northwest and was given the opportunity to live a life far beyond her expectations. After spending five years as an undergraduate, ending up at UNLV, she decided to take a chance at love and passion and quickly became immersed with her true passions: Writing, Reading and her loving boyfriend of ten years.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Social-Links.jpg" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"><img alt="Social Links" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5611" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Social-Links-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.blogger.com/www.facebook.com/AStewart.SNash.Authors" target="_blank"><img alt="FB button FINAL" class="alignnone wp-image-11223" src="http://thebookenthusiast.net/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/FB-button-FINAL.jpg" height="57" width="78" /></a><a href="http://twitter.com/AStewartSNash" target="_blank"><img alt="twitter button Final" class="alignnone wp-image-11224" src="http://thebookenthusiast.net/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/twitter-button-Final.jpg" height="57" width="78" /></a><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7220500.Ann_Stewart" target="_blank"><img alt="GoodreadsFINAL" class="alignnone wp-image-11226" src="http://thebookenthusiast.net/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/GoodreadsFINAL.jpg" height="57" width="78" /></a><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7213917.Stephanie_Nash"><img alt="GoodreadsFINAL" class="alignnone wp-image-5670" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/GoodreadsFINAL.jpg" height="57" width="78" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18365120-shattered-heart" target="_blank"><img alt="Goodreads Button with Shadow" class=" wp-image-9360 aligncenter" src="http://thebookenthusiast.net/wp-content/uploads/2013/10/Goodreads-Button-with-Shadow.png" height="45" width="134" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/01/promotionsbutton-with-TRIM.jpg"><img alt="promotionsbutton with TRIM" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-5949" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/01/promotionsbutton-with-TRIM.jpg" height="233" width="233" /></a></div>Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11168424941568443207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-106309259791048616.post-31210956286351986262014-02-28T21:00:00.000-08:002014-03-03T06:03:57.043-08:00Sneak Peak: Ocean Submerged by M.A. DeOlmos<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Sneak-Peek.jpg"><img alt="Sneak Peek" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5738" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Sneak-Peek-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/03/Amazeballs-teaser.jpg"><img alt="Amazeballs teaser" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-7233" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/03/Amazeballs-teaser-1024x791.jpg" height="378" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Book Title: </strong>Ocean Submerged<br /><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Author:</strong><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"> M.A. DeOlmos</span><br /><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Genre:</strong> New Adult<br /><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Release Date:</strong>4/16/2014<br /><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Hosted by:</strong><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/" target="_blank">Book Enthusiast Promotions</a></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Synopsis.jpg"><img alt="Synopsis" class=" wp-image-5609 alignnone" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Synopsis-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Twenty-seven year old Ocean Hawthorne thought he’d known loss and pain when his twin sister Stormie died. It was his fault the world would no longer see her beautiful smile or hear her captivating laughter. The former world champion in the vicious world of MMA fighting thought he’d been through the worst and has now carried that guilt and pain with him since.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then he met Livie Acosta. The moment he laid his eyes on the exotic beauty, he was hooked. In that split second of looking into her wild and hurt eyes, his heart began to beat again. He knew then that he would never be able to let her go… but was that the right thing for him to do? Because yet again, Ocean found himself surrounded by a familiar darkness, a pain so strong that even breathing hurt, and living felt impossible. He’d pushed too far in the effort to love and help her, and now… now he didn’t know if he’d ever see her again.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Lawrence Hawthorne has been through the ringer when it came to hurt and disappointment, but nothing could have prepared him for the possibility of losing Livie. He’d just found her and now—well, now he didn’t know what to think. To him, Livie was more than just a girl, more than just a friend. To Law, Livie was someone he needed to help and protect, even from herself, and he’d failed that simple task.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Will the Hawthorne cousins who have sworn to protect Livie survive her selfish act, or will they crumble, yet again?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/03/Law-book-2-tease-pic.jpg"><img alt="Law book 2 tease pic" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-7234" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/03/Law-book-2-tease-pic-1024x791.jpg" height="378" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Meet-the-Author.jpg"><img alt="Meet the Author" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5610" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Meet-the-Author-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/11/Author-Picture.jpg"><img alt="Author Picture" class=" wp-image-4483 alignleft" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/11/Author-Picture.jpg" height="106" width="80" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">My name is Melissa DeOlmos, a newbie to the world of indie writing. I live in sunny side Palm Bay, Florida with my two lovely crazies ages five and two, along with my Law Enforcement champ of a husband. I could say that writing novels has been a passion that I've always pursued, but I can't. Writing for me has always been my own secret escape into a land of wonders, opportunities, loves and so much trouble that I sometimes wonder if I need medication for the stories that pop into my head. I am now deciding to share my mystical mind and stories with the world, so that hopefully others may also find that little something extra they've been looking for. Thank you, and I hope you enjoy my books.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/excerpt.jpg"><img alt="excerpt" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5637" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/excerpt-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;"><strong>Prologue</strong></div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">Ocean</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">The tires of my Range Rover screeched outside as Liv took off, making my skin crawl. It was a given something wasn’tright with Liv, but this wasn’t her typical nervous breakdown behavior. No, this was much worse. I could feel it deep inside of me; the familiar feeling of my life spiraling out of control was beginning to take hold of me. When she asked me to let her go, there was so much more meaning behind those words. She wasn’t just having a panicattack; Liv was acting out of desperation, and I know exactly what people are capable of when they act out of desperation. Fuck this shit! If I was going to let her say goodbye to me, we were going down together!</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">“Law! Law, we need to go now! Where the hell are you?”</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">Walking around the maze of a studio,my nerves were unraveling with each passing second. Turning the corner, I punched the wall, my fist going straight through the dry wall.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">“What the fuck asshole! I was taking a fucking piss. What the hell was that for?”</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">“We need to go. Something’s not right with Liv, and I’m not staying here. Socome with me or stay I don’t give a shit, but I’m leaving.”</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">He looked me up and down, then back to the hole I just put through the wall.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">“Yeah, I’m coming with you. Head out, I’ll lock up the back and be right out.”</div><div style="text-align: center;">I turned around, walking away before he even finished his sentence. I needed Liv in my arms; I needed to see she was okay. The drive to our condo was the longest fucking drive ever. I jumped in my seat when my cell phone went off with Liv’s ringtone. I pulled it out quickly, answering it on the first ring.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">“Baby, you okay? I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to get pissed. Baby?”</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">All I could make out were the haunting screams and cries coming out of Liv. Her voice was hoarse and strained as ifshe had been screaming for hours. I heard her say goodbye in between her screams and then a loud crash on the other end. My heart wanted to bust out of my chest and I wanted to fucking beat the shit out of Law for driving so fucking slow!</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">“FUCK LAW, DRIVE FASTER, GO GO GO!”</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">I said kicking the shit out of his dashboard.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">The next turn Law took, the truck nearly tipped over. I punched the gate opener busting the gadget to shreds. As the gate started to open slow as fuck, I jumped out of the truck and took off running. The adrenaline, pain, fear, and hate shredding my veins open was afeeling I experienced not too long ago.They were the same feelings I had after my bike accident as I held my sisters dying body in my arms on the side of the road. I flew up the stairs, not seeing or feeling anything except for my need to get to Liv before I was too late. I couldn’t let her die too; I wouldn’t survive it.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">Tears started pouring from my eyes on their own. When I reached our door, I kicked it open without a secondthought. The smell and the sight of blood knocked the little wind I had left in my lungs out of me. My body burned in its entirety as I took in in the site of Liv up against the wall on the floor cutting herself with a big ass piece of glass. When she pulled her wrist out in front of her, I snapped out of my shock, but was too slow. She dug the shard of glass deep into her wrist slicing upwards. When she got to her elbow,she turned white and fell over.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">“No, baby no! Livie… Livie open your eyes. LAW CALL THE FUCKING AMBULANCE! Don’t leave me baby;please, I can’t fucking lose you too. LAW! I won’t make it Livie. Fuck you for doing this! I love you Livie, don’t leave me, please!”</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/03/shakira-for-law-teaser.jpg"><img alt="shakira for law teaser" class="size-large wp-image-7235 aligncenter" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/03/shakira-for-law-teaser-1024x791.jpg" height="378" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Social-Links.jpg"><img alt="Social Links" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5611" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Social-Links-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/M.A.DeOlmos" target="_blank"><img alt="FB button FINAL" class="alignnone wp-image-11223" src="http://thebookenthusiast.net/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/FB-button-FINAL.jpg" height="57" width="78" /></a><a href="https://twitter.com/AllensMad" target="_blank"><img alt="twitter button Final" class="alignnone wp-image-11224" src="http://thebookenthusiast.net/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/twitter-button-Final.jpg" height="57" width="78" /></a><a href="http://madeolmos.blog.com./" target="_blank"><img alt="Website button" class="alignnone wp-image-11225" src="http://thebookenthusiast.net/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Website-button.jpg" height="57" width="78" /></a><a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7276963.MA_DeOlmos" target="_blank"><img alt="GoodreadsFINAL" class="alignnone wp-image-11226" src="http://thebookenthusiast.net/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/GoodreadsFINAL.jpg" height="57" width="78" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Breeze<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYhwys6KVSS1Im2MMzQIHHeK8rZaMENwIHPiZs0nnCLZGwYa4SPd68vByg1qhPvWX94R7_x8joCvOrJuO2LpgQZcJo39obN5b0outwnxPN6x4sj6WVqlcJzpuEaJKuQMaXk9lhp6Jj2ZU/s1600/Cover+Reveal.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYhwys6KVSS1Im2MMzQIHHeK8rZaMENwIHPiZs0nnCLZGwYa4SPd68vByg1qhPvWX94R7_x8joCvOrJuO2LpgQZcJo39obN5b0outwnxPN6x4sj6WVqlcJzpuEaJKuQMaXk9lhp6Jj2ZU/s1600/Cover+Reveal.png" height="147" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Title: Everybody's Somebody</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Author: D. Breeze</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Expected Publishing Date: March 7, 2014</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Hosted by: Tantalizing Promotions</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnTx5-daobLk3xKOGwx85fsibdDkdVFoTRFxetSGYm3f_rS3i6W70IeuI_n956FBdZbYlp2PF0iZj6ATIReGg8xjRbombNoOvKrB6QmgNc5QBPQSd2z1qu3t1DPWaNoEoIylaP6NP1tO4/s1600/Ebook+cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnTx5-daobLk3xKOGwx85fsibdDkdVFoTRFxetSGYm3f_rS3i6W70IeuI_n956FBdZbYlp2PF0iZj6ATIReGg8xjRbombNoOvKrB6QmgNc5QBPQSd2z1qu3t1DPWaNoEoIylaP6NP1tO4/s1600/Ebook+cover.jpg" height="400" width="270" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Rhianne Shepard is odd. Well, she thinks she is. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Actually, she's gifted, she's beautiful and she's extraordinary, but she's lonely. No friends, no family except her mother. Thinking she's destined to spend the rest of her life hidden in her solitary existence, she thinks that no one knows the REAL Rhianne even exists.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Jamie Travis does. Even though they've never spoken. Not once. He wants her to know that he cares, he knows she exists and he wants her to start living.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Circumstances throw them together, and Jamie thinks he finally has his chance to show Rhianne that she really is someone special. But he could never have guessed the battle he faces against the doubts in her mind, put there by a mentally ill mother, an estranged father and a gift that she might never understand.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Does he really have the ability to fight her inner demons, and win? 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Rivera<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/Guarded-Review-Blitz.jpg"><img alt="Guarded Review Blitz" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-7129" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/Guarded-Review-Blitz-1024x481.jpg" height="230" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Review-Blitz.jpg"><img alt="Review Blitz" class=" wp-image-5821 aligncenter" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Review-Blitz-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/06/Guarded-.jpg"><img alt="Guarded" class="size-full wp-image-6310 aligncenter" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/06/Guarded-.jpg" height="475" width="317" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>Book Title:</strong> Guarded<br /><strong>Author: </strong>JD Rivera<br /><strong>Genre:</strong> Contemporary Romance Novella<br /><strong>Release Date: </strong>September 17, 2013<br /><strong>Hosted by:</strong> <a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/" target="_blank">Book Enthusiast Promotions</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Synopsis.jpg"><img alt="Synopsis" class="wp-image-5609 alignnone" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Synopsis-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Vanessa Smith has her heart guarded. She’s been married to a man that sleeps around and has made her think she’s ugly and undeserving. Everything changes when she is knocked down by the famous basketball player, Jackson Berrios. A friendship ensues and everything she thought she knew about men turns out to be wrong.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Jackson Berrios was out for a run in a new city when he made contact with the beautiful Vanessa Smith. 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1kOsSw_6Kon4169AwD9xKw1CTaZvkcfcjnfxOan0cldzSi3K2JduO7ZVtSsvKTgfDQfjnyfObNzmoAeMx3DzoqG7juBPP_67ApDiyYF-SKEo8FLXHBMpEeUf9hjYOhv0XsHNIJ18ngF0/s1600/CoverFinalLG-HowToDateSeduceABandGeek.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1kOsSw_6Kon4169AwD9xKw1CTaZvkcfcjnfxOan0cldzSi3K2JduO7ZVtSsvKTgfDQfjnyfObNzmoAeMx3DzoqG7juBPP_67ApDiyYF-SKEo8FLXHBMpEeUf9hjYOhv0XsHNIJ18ngF0/s1600/CoverFinalLG-HowToDateSeduceABandGeek.jpg" height="640" width="426" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="MsoNormalCxSpFirst" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div class="MsoNormalCxSpFirst" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div class="MsoNormalCxSpFirst" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div class="MsoNormalCxSpFirst" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div class="MsoNormalCxSpFirst" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">How to Seduce a Band<br />Geek <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/series/115092-how-to">(How To #2)</a><o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">by <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7064948.Cassie_Mae">Cassie Mae</a><o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Release Date: 05/06/14<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Swoon Romance<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Summary from Goodreads: <o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Sierra Livingston’s got it bad for her sister’s best friend, Levi<br />Mason—the boy who carries his drumsticks in his pocket, marches with the school’s<br />band, and taps his feet to whatever beat runs through his head. Sierra racks<br />her brain for ways to impress the sexy drummer, but the short skirts and<br />bursting cleavage don’t seem to cut it.</span></i></div><i></i><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></i></div><i><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span></i><br /><div style="font-size: 12pt; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">When Sierra gets paired with Levi’s sister, Brea, for a mentorship program,<br />they strike a deal. In exchange for Sierra keeping her mouth shut about Brea<br />ditching the program, Brea lets Sierra dig for more info on Levi to help get<br />the guy of her dreams.</span></i></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></i></div><i><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">But when Sierra discovers Levi no longer plays the drums, his family has moved<br />into a trailer, and he’s traded in his Range Rover for a baby blue moped,<br />Sierra’s not sure if she can go through with violating his privacy. She’ll have<br />to find the courage to ask him straight out—if he’s willing to let her in—and<br />explore other ways to seduce the school’s band geek.</span></span></i></div></span></span></i></div></div></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18711450-how-to-seduce-a-band-geek" target="_blank"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX_m9-KCo3LmUo50bpU7eF5IQmt7xE0BQ6wDKkSc_eL-I6bEZsaz-5BQHcKu-zQJKLDp8Oo24ngfaWUYKcGzshNyA27czn6shoF5aIs-2eEwKf3NPVfdzJI7qxf0StADlvs7NBbTyoFfY/s1600/add+to+goodreads+black.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRviVPU5bhpXeGbu34I952G9bvrHKvyfniRxSy8nzz14tqwzcN_eoMK-7psWH4wmiK-uOrIbDPc9Y8HEJLtklEr0_9s8Zcz-EWuUIobEWrPdsJmCr4eM8mTBm1lMi8QUjMb44bfZeENO8/s1600/CoverFinalMD-HowToHookABookworm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRviVPU5bhpXeGbu34I952G9bvrHKvyfniRxSy8nzz14tqwzcN_eoMK-7psWH4wmiK-uOrIbDPc9Y8HEJLtklEr0_9s8Zcz-EWuUIobEWrPdsJmCr4eM8mTBm1lMi8QUjMb44bfZeENO8/s1600/CoverFinalMD-HowToHookABookworm.jpg" height="640" width="426" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormalCxSpFirst" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">How to Hook a Bookworm <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/series/115092-how-to">(How To #3)</a><o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">by <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7064948.Cassie_Mae">Cassie Mae</a><o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Release Date: TBD<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Swoon Romance</span></div><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /><span style="font-size: 12pt;"></span></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Summary from Goodreads:</span></span></span></div><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">It’s Brea Mason’s sixteenth birthday, and she has three wishes. 1.<br />Be magically eighteen like the rest of her friends. 2. Grow a money tree for<br />her family whose financial problems are well known about town. 3.<br />Overcome her test anxiety before she flunks out of every class.</span></i></div><i></i><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></i></div><i><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"><br /><!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--><br /><!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">But one day later, she's still sixteen, her family's money worries<br />abound, and she's no closer to passing than she was the day before!<o:p></o:p></span></i></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Then a very sexy transfer student—with gobs of cash—shows up. Brea<br />figures she has a better chance of burping up glitter than attracting the new<br />guy, but he seems extremely interested in her.</span></i></div><i></i><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></i></div><i><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"><br /><!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--><br /><!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Just when Brea thinks things are looking up, her report card<br />arrives marked with four giant F’s. Enter resident bookworm and Brea's loyal<br />friend, Adam Silver. If he can't help Brea pass, no one can.</span></i></div><i></i><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></i></div><i><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"><br /><!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--><br /><!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Even with Adam's help, Brea can't handle the mounting pressure,<br />and finds an escape with the new student who knows little about her<br />problems. <o:p></o:p></span></i></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">But spending oodles of time with her boyfriend strains the<br />friendship with Adam she relies so heavily on. Faced with losing the only real<br />comfort and support she has ever had, Brea starts to wonder if she can hook a<br />bookworm before it's too late. </span></i></div></div></div></div></div><div><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18711456-how-to-hook-a-bookworm" target="_blank"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX_m9-KCo3LmUo50bpU7eF5IQmt7xE0BQ6wDKkSc_eL-I6bEZsaz-5BQHcKu-zQJKLDp8Oo24ngfaWUYKcGzshNyA27czn6shoF5aIs-2eEwKf3NPVfdzJI7qxf0StADlvs7NBbTyoFfY/s1600/add+to+goodreads+black.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Link to book one:<br /><br />(cover linked to Goodreads)<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17976672-how-to-date-a-nerd?ac=1" target="_blank"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCUwLpqGNa1GtTXN5hpg90100NB4KhVoe5-fXi15TTp2N2yyhYdkj8Ezkfzs7rzwwGqNHuTSu82Zsu4NMcOiLQ1rxVo5_88K5vgLz877CCKBlCOk2l7_K6i5LsAWrVCDQVOCY0tRyHbjQ/s1600/how+to+date+a+nerd.jpg" height="320" width="213" /></a></div><br /></div><br /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div class="MsoNormalCxSpFirst" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div class="MsoNormalCxSpFirst" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div class="MsoNormalCxSpFirst" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div class="MsoNormalCxSpFirst" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div style="background-color: white; margin: 0in;"><div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormalCxSpFirst" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX6hho4xfJA1j5bbp8uh-0bNDRmBteEk65rMdEcy57-fpQWIY00U7h4Bv00DKRKl8dZTcyN3Wml0C41Nu1YVIdT23MA_qUB6Dtc3WdYCRysFwXCpQC8H9Rxq9snrhZmpw52vYSW7W6xI4/s1600/cassie+mae.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX6hho4xfJA1j5bbp8uh-0bNDRmBteEk65rMdEcy57-fpQWIY00U7h4Bv00DKRKl8dZTcyN3Wml0C41Nu1YVIdT23MA_qUB6Dtc3WdYCRysFwXCpQC8H9Rxq9snrhZmpw52vYSW7W6xI4/s1600/cassie+mae.PNG" height="186" width="200" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">About the Author<o:p></o:p></span></div><br /><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Amazon multi-category<br />and international bestselling author of HOW TO DATE A NERD, HOW TO SEDUCE<br />A BAND GEEK and HOW TO HOOK A BOOKWORM<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Cassie Mae is a nerd to<br />the core from Utah, who likes to write about other nerds who find love. Her<br />angel children and perfect husband fan her and feed her grapes while she clacks<br />away on the keyboard. Then she wakes up from that dream world and manages to<br />get a few words on the computer while the house explodes around her. When she’s<br />not writing, she’s spending time with the youth in her community as a volleyball<br />and basketball coach, or searching the house desperately for chocolate.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Cassie Mae is an<br />Amazon.com bestselling author of the teen contemporary romance novel REASONS I<br />FELL FOR THE FUNNY FAT FRIEND, which she self-published. In addition to publishing<br />with Swoon Romance, she is published by Random House Flirt.</span></div></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;">Author Links:</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div style="background-color: white; margin: 0in;"><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://readingwritingandlovin.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img alt=" photo iconwebsite-32x32_zps1f477f69.png" border="0" src="http://i1064.photobucket.com/albums/u367/nereyda1003/new/social%20icons/iconwebsite-32x32_zps1f477f69.png" /></a> <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7064948.Cassie_Mae" target="_blank"><img alt=" photo icongoodreads32_zps60f83491.png" border="0" src="http://i1064.photobucket.com/albums/u367/nereyda1003/new/social%20icons/icongoodreads32_zps60f83491.png" /></a> <a href="https://twitter.com/CassieCook2" target="_blank"><img alt=" photo icontwitter-32x32_zpsae13e2b2.png" border="0" src="http://i1064.photobucket.com/albums/u367/nereyda1003/new/social%20icons/icontwitter-32x32_zpsae13e2b2.png" /></a> <a href="https://www.facebook.com/beccaannauthor" target="_blank"><img alt=" photo iconfacebook-32x32_zps64a79d4a.png" border="0" src="http://i1064.photobucket.com/albums/u367/nereyda1003/new/social%20icons/iconfacebook-32x32_zps64a79d4a.png" /></a> <a href="http://pinterest.com/cassiemaecook/" target="_blank"><img alt=" photo iconpinterest_zps6fcf02a7.png" border="0" src="http://i1064.photobucket.com/albums/u367/nereyda1003/new/social%20icons/iconpinterest_zps6fcf02a7.png" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Cover Reveal Organized by:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="http://yaboundbooktours.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5aPC1XRLwd3NSfEyHev_8LQBSW5C6A8ATOfJP3Zxjct7SKuOR2b-VTTy-6OlMzUUPZDA_t5cVwg-MqCx9EmUD4nOnjbSHbF-JU8E-Pu8fyr5t5Ro9WIm3APja4lMT6naquhSpOCdMcE4/s1600/YA+Bounk+Tour+Button.png" /></a></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11168424941568443207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-106309259791048616.post-31351125020431178462014-02-26T21:00:00.000-08:002014-03-03T06:03:57.145-08:00Release Day Book Blitz: Heartbreak Ranch by Anastsia Ryan<div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiv0ok1qBuJKoHtEPINOvcffNNtQ42fE_HVdBknZpfwmYLhkFiiiUIUpoYk69h8Fjw74_r-kfsyjf4ykcvTUUpLfppyS85FSo9ts-0vVZs-NuRg4kvfGkVNpzMrFyQH975onWjfAbJVgU/s1600/heartbreak+ranch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiv0ok1qBuJKoHtEPINOvcffNNtQ42fE_HVdBknZpfwmYLhkFiiiUIUpoYk69h8Fjw74_r-kfsyjf4ykcvTUUpLfppyS85FSo9ts-0vVZs-NuRg4kvfGkVNpzMrFyQH975onWjfAbJVgU/s1600/heartbreak+ranch.jpg" height="400" width="266" /></a></div>Heartbreak Ranch<o:p></o:p><br /><br />by <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7257287.Anastasia_Ryan">Anastasia Ryan</a><o:p></o:p><br /><br />Release Date: 10/15/13<o:p></o:p><br /><br />Publisher: Swoon Romance<o:p></o:p><br /><br />New Adult 17+<br /><br /><br /><br />Summary from Goodreads:<o:p></o:p><br /><br /><i>Recent college graduate, Graysen Beaufort, resigns herself to two weeks of boredom at a dude ranch honoring her parents’ wishes for one last family vacation.<br /><br />She doesn't plan on meeting Colt McCord, an irresistible cowboy who threatens to bring disorder to Graysen's ordinarily ordered life.<br /><br />Dodging an overprotective family, an unwelcome suitor, and certain heartbreak, Graysen struggles to break free of her limitations and submit her heart to Colt’s love. But learning to let go isn't easy, even with a man like Colt.<br /><br />Colt McCord, White Pine Ranch’s head horse trainer, loves the busy, back-breaking work of a cattle ranch.<br /><br />But when he meets a beautiful and spirited woman from Iowa, she makes him forget everything he'd known before, and he risks everything to be with her.<br /><br />Colt is accustomed to breaking horses, but can he tame Graysen’s wild heart before it is too late?</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18461601-heartbreak-ranch?ac=1" target="_blank"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidAdZXyKNseN4IMTV_6qK_-Tdi1ts2ej2K6J0AgxzyMleOL-ijoPepOQL0jgXcs5wO1VG9XQJjWjNRMetZ_fEDE8GCOvzvvd6wZpNL1Si10ZtpozJbC1vaogX_m6JpGcoCZFDOTm0Xcq8/s1600/add+to+goodreads+black.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>On sale right now for only $.99!</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Heartbreak-Ranch-ebook/dp/B00FV4J2AY/ref=sr_1_8?ie=UTF8&qid=1381729416&sr=8-8&keywords=heartbreak+ranch" target="_blank"><img alt=" photo B6096376-6C81-4465-8935-CE890C777EB9-1855-000001A1E900B890_zps5affbed6.jpg" border="0" src="http://i1064.photobucket.com/albums/u367/nereyda1003/new/B6096376-6C81-4465-8935-CE890C777EB9-1855-000001A1E900B890_zps5affbed6.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi65YrOEzdGyK467rU2pXxCbf3J3A31vno5mEhTWF2ZRRsgIvAbDVSb0UeJFTk6j3PfjdEXEOWll1N-FxcLx-6cnepUnUqlJxH-1eYCXlleF5Sj2aYYvQdTYsDUv9qbd4jAJABlTSw-3Ek/s1600/anastasia+ryan.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi65YrOEzdGyK467rU2pXxCbf3J3A31vno5mEhTWF2ZRRsgIvAbDVSb0UeJFTk6j3PfjdEXEOWll1N-FxcLx-6cnepUnUqlJxH-1eYCXlleF5Sj2aYYvQdTYsDUv9qbd4jAJABlTSw-3Ek/s200/anastasia+ryan.PNG" height="200" width="166" /></a></div><div style="margin: 0in;">About the Author</div><div style="margin: 0in;">Anastasia Ryan is a native New Yorker, but lives in Iowa with her family. She loves the beautiful chaos of raising six children. She is her husband’s girlfriend, but is also quite smitten with the written word. As the daughter of teachers, she has had a love of both great literature and writing in her blood since she was a baby. At a very early age, you would have found her perched on her father’s lap as he typed out his Master’s thesis for English. She is addicted to great books she can get lost in, finds cooking relaxing, is a sometimes web geek, and loves spending time with family and friends. She is currently pursuing her Master’s in Creative Writing.</div><div style="margin: 0in;"><br /><br />Anastasia Ryan's debut new adult novel HEARTBREAK RANCH will be released by Swoon Romance in the Fall of 2013. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Author Links:</span></div><div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://anastasiaryan.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img align="none" data-cke-saved-src="https://d2q0qd5iz04n9u.cloudfront.net/_ssl/proxy.php/http/gallery.mailchimp.com/3c46be723ce1fdc018c5f5545/images/icon_website_32x32.png" height="32" src="https://d2q0qd5iz04n9u.cloudfront.net/_ssl/proxy.php/http/gallery.mailchimp.com/3c46be723ce1fdc018c5f5545/images/icon_website_32x32.png" style="height: 32px; 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line-height: 1.5em;">Book Title: </strong>Fate<br /><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Author:</strong><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"> Nikki Sex</span><br /><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Genre: </strong>Erotic Romance<br /><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Release Date:</strong>February 26, 2014<br /><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Hosted by:</strong><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/" target="_blank">Book Enthusiast Promotions</a></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Synopsis.jpg"><img alt="Synopsis" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5609" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Synopsis-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">How far would you go to get something you really wanted?</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">Emily Malone has had a crush on her brother’s best friend, Paul, all her life.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">Unfortunately, he just sees her as his friend's little sister.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">Desperate and infatuated, Emily resorts to lies and deception.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">She only needs one night with Paul, to finally get over this obsessive crush.</div><div style="text-align: center;">But Fate has other ideas. . .</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Meet-the-Author.jpg"><img alt="Meet the Author" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5610" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Meet-the-Author-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/06/NikkiCocktail1.jpg"><img alt="NikkiCocktail" class="wp-image-1109 alignleft" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/06/NikkiCocktail1.jpg" height="208" width="155" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Three time Amazon Bestselling author Nikki Sex writes sexy contemporary romance, often involving a bit of kink. She's also a sucker for Happily Ever After endings, so no matter how dark her stories get, fear not! It always all works out in the end.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/excerpt.jpg"><img alt="excerpt" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5637" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/excerpt-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Am I really going to do this?</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Emily Malone had gone over her plan a thousand times, maybe more. Should I? Shouldn’t I? The answer was always the same because there really wasn’t a choice at this point. She’d done too much, and come too far not to go through with it.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I have to. It’s the only way.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">She looked in the mirror and didn’t recognize herself.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Emily’s normally long, dark brown, wavy hair was recently cut short, straightened and bleached white-blonde. She’d styled it in a wild, uninhibited sort of “just tumbled” look. Not long ago, she wore glasses in an “a la geek” style. Now, colored contact lenses turned her light-blue eyes dark brown. With the addition of silk eyelash extensions, her eyes looked striking.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The stranger staring back at her in the mirror struck a pose, further exposing her generous cleavage in that tight red halter. Emily practiced an alluring smile – creating a slutty, eager, “come hither” seductive look.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Yes. Perfect!</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">That seemed to be exactly the kind of girl Paul Jarman went for, she mused. He never went out with “nice” girls. He liked experienced, big breasted, naughty girls who put out. He was looking to get laid – not looking for love. There was something about him, too. Every girl seemed to instantly fall in love with Paul, probably because he didn’t commit to anyone. <i>Ever</i>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Well, he won’t want to commit to me either, but who cares? I just want to have sex with him. </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“The only way to banish temptation is to give into it," the saying went. She sure hoped it was true. Emily intended to finally scratch that long term, never ending itch of hers. There was a fine line between “hopeful persistence” and “stalking.” Clearly she’d gone <i>well over</i> that line. Hell, she’d literally and metaphorically driven past state borders and even left the country when it came to “crossing the line.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Emily frowned, frustrated by the mystery. How do normal people get over their first love? What she felt for Paul was a bone-deep ache that never went away.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Being obsessed with someone was like being caught in Chinese handcuffs, or finger traps. The more she struggled and fought the infatuation, the tighter the cuffs held on. She told herself that if she just had one night of mind blowing, intense, no-holds-barred, toe curling sex with the object of her fixation, then maybe, just maybe she’d finally get over him. Maybe then, she could move on with her life.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">At least, that was the plan.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">~~~</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Please God, don’t let him recognize me.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Emily stood before Paul, facing him. “Hey, hot guy,” she said in a low, sultry purr. “Where can a girl sit if she wants to join you?” She placed her hands on her waist and crooked a leg in a provocative catwalk model pose.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Paul gazed up at her, with interest and amusement sparkling in his light hazel eyes. Those eyes of his had always entranced her. Just now, they looked chocolate brown, but in sunlight or a well-lit setting, Paul’s irises were a beautiful bright green near the pupil.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">His eyebrows rose into an arch as she looked down at him. The corners of his mouth lifted as a slow smile curled his lips. Emily’s breath hitched when a nearly tangible frisson of attraction passed between them.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Before she knew his intent, Paul gave a delighted, low-pitched laugh and swept her onto to his lap. One of his arms lay across her thighs, the other around her back, holding tight to one of her hips.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Oh!” For an empty space of time, Emily stopped breathing.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Her mind went blank as every brain cell she had seemed to disappear. Evidently, said brain cells had been replaced by rampant female hormones, all exuberantly singing, <i>“Take me! Take me! Take me!”</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">For a moment, Emily totally forgot the part she was supposed to be playing, as electric jolts of joy and pleasure rolled through her, making her skin tingle. All the years of desire she’d bottled up inside, popped open and exploded, spraying like shaken, uncorked champagne. Was it the alcohol that made her whole body flush and her head swim? Or was it just Paul? She felt drunk, intoxicated by the scent, sight, sound and feel of him.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I’m in Paul’s arms! I’m in Paul’s arms! </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It was a heady experience.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">He smelled so good. Hot, muscular and male. An all-consuming need for him spiked through her in an instant of sharp arousal. It was as if a bolt of lightning struck her, right between her legs, smack into her womb. Her body heated and pulsed; her breasts ached and her nipples hardened, their taut peaks brushing against her lacy bra. Until that moment she’d been unaware of any friction between the lace and her sensitive nipples.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Emily adored Paul when she was a child. He’d always been kind to her, he listened to her, and made her laugh.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then when she became older, and her body became flooded with hormones, she <i>really </i>noticed him. He was tall, and strong and handsome. And he had that sexy smile that somehow made her melt inside. Paul had been the object of her every sexual fantasy – from the first time she ever had a sexual fantasy, for as long as she could remember.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Oh man, I want him so bad.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Hey, beautiful,” Paul said, his eyes flaring with unconcealed lust. “What’s your name?”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Emily stared at him, frozen into stillness by his intense gaze. The velvet timbre of his voice was deep and so incredibly mellow. It was the same voice that she loved to listen to all of her life – except that now it had a sexy, seductive tone to it.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Dazed and aroused, Emily’s lips parted. For a moment she honestly couldn’t recall how to speak. Remembering how to breathe seemed to be problematic, too. There was a long pause while she tried to right her universe that had tilted so dramatically.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Candy,” she replied with a gasp, abruptly remembering the fake name she’d adopted specifically for this occasion.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Of course it is,” Paul murmured with a quick, easy laugh. His eyes sparkled with dry irony.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Thank, God! He doesn’t recognize me, </i>Emily thought with relief. <i>But I hardly recognize him, either – not from the way he’s acting toward me. </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Paul Jarman, the unrequited love of her life was hitting on her! Emily realized that this was “Charismatic, seductive, Paul,” as opposed to “Protective, indulgent, treat-me-like-a-younger-sister, Paul,” that she had grown used to over the years.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Charismatic, seductive, Paul was a man that she’d never met before, but holy hell! She sure planned to get to know this Paul better. Intimately, in fact.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Emily’s older brother, Reese, was Paul’s best friend. When they were kids, Paul lived on the same street as Emily and her family.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Paul had been Emily’s first teenage crush, but she’d never gotten over him. After all those years, throughout everything, Emily’s infatuation for her brother’s best friend had never once wavered. She’d had boyfriends over the years, and wasn’t an innocent, but Paul remained her only love. Now, even after three years without seeing him, the familiar pull of her attraction toward him was still there, stronger than ever.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>And now I’m in his arms.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It was better than any of her countless fantasies.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Paul’s eyes narrowed as he studied her, slowly starting at her toenails (which were red from a recent pedicure). His hungry gaze appreciatively slid up her legs, then drank in her torso. Emily’s breath caught, and her nipples tightened when his vision lingered caressingly on her breasts. Finally his eyes stopped and focused on her lips. Was he going to kiss her?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Please! Please! Please!</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Paul’s intense scrutiny made her shiver with a strange combination of apprehension and lust. Signs of Emily’s arousal were obvious to anyone who cared to look. Her skin was flushed, her breathing shallow and rapid, lips parted, eyes wide. She was drunk with arousal.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Emily figured that Paul could spot a horny girl a mile away. It was a talent that had served him well, if the rumors about him were true. Just now, he couldn’t miss the throbbing puddle of aching desire sitting on his lap.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">For what seemed like forever, Emily had concealed her powerful yearning for Paul. How could she hide it now, when the warmth of his body overwhelmed her senses, seeping into her bones, her mind, and soul? But tonight she was Candy, and there was no reason to hide.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">She wanted him… and she wanted him to know it.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Paul stroked her hypersensitive skin with rough fingers, tracing along the contours of her calf, running up past her knee, and boldly moving under her skirt to mid-thigh. Emily’s eyes widened as she became aware of Paul’s interest, in the form of the rigid length of his erection pressed against her hip. His hand moved confidently, calloused and warm. It gripped her thigh with firm possession. Like that thigh belonged to him.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Like he owned her. And at that moment, he did. <i>Wow!</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Buzzed, pliant and entranced by his attention, Emily wanted to melt right into him.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“I’m Paul, and this is Jai,” he crooned, nuzzling her neck. “You smell good.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“A pleasure to meet you,” Jai said with a nod.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">She stared at Paul, devouring him with her eyes. Trying to calm her rapid heartbeat, Emily forced her gaze to Paul’s friend. The man’s ancestry clearly originated from India, but he had a British accent. Maybe he’d been born in the UK? Observing the position of Paul’s hand up her skirt, Jai’s mouth twitched, curving into a knowing grin. His teeth were very white against his dark skin.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Can we buy you a drink, Candy?”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Yes, thank-you,” she murmured. The plan was to limit her replies to breathy, whispered comments, to prevent Paul from recognizing her voice. “A margarita, please.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Paul easily caught the attention of a waitress despite how packed the place was. The woman hurried to his table to take his order, fawning all over him, like a peasant to a king. This was no surprise to Emily.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Quarterback and track star with perfect grades, he’d been voted as ‘Most likely to Succeed’ in High School. Paul had always been in command of himself and everyone around him. Where did all that self-assurance come from? Good looks? High IQ? Physical health and fitness? Take your pick.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Emily just wished that she had half of his natural, easy confidence. It certainly added to his allure, making him even more attractive. It was as if Paul had a gravity of his own. People seemed to revolve around him like planets, caught up in his powerful magnetic pull.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Hungry?” Paul asked, gesturing to the generous spread of Mexican fare on the table. He spoke with a quiet intensity that made her focus all her attention on him.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Emily boldly met his gaze. “Not for food,” she replied in a low voice.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">She was proud of herself with that answer. Regaining her slutty experienced persona and confirming her interest was important. It was true, anyway. Right now, Emily couldn’t eat a thing – unless it was Paul. He was a feast for her senses. Overwhelmed, she looked away.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It was all she could do to sit still. Emily wanted to writhe with nerves. Raw lust roared through her in a steady urgent wave. Her skin, her nerve endings, her entire body was hypersensitive. She longed to kiss him, to lick his hard male abs, and run her hands all over his body. She felt empty, needy and desperate.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Look at me, Candy,” Paul’s voice became forceful and uncompromising. “Eyes on me.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Dazedly, she lifted her head and met his gaze. Candy swallowed, hard. His eyes flared and darkened. Her chest went tight in response. This was Paul, the man she had adored for as long as she could remember. The man she loved, and always would. There was nothing that she wouldn’t do for him… or to him, for that matter! Whatever he wanted.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I’m a slave to love,</i> she thought. <i>More like a slave to Paul Jarman.</i> But just then she didn’t care.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Emily’s breath hitched when Paul took her hand, and brought it to his lips.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Gently he bit the meaty flesh, just under her thumb. Emily was unable to hold back a moan. His sensual lips twitched into an eloquent smile at her response. Paul knew exactly what he was doing. Stroking, caressing, he kissed where he’d caused that sharp bite of sensation. Then he began to play with her fingers, tracing the length of them with his hand and mouth. Sensual and seductive, he teased and toyed with her hand.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Just like he was teasing and toying <i>with her.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The stubble on his face brushed against her skin and she jerked as a blast of sensation coursed through her like an electric current. God dammit, his every touch was so erotic! A strange roaring began in her ears. She heard a whimper when he pressed his lips to her inner wrist in a soft kiss; it sounded like it came from someone else.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Unexpectedly, he licked and then nipped her there. It hurt – but it didn’t. It was so much more than pain. Lightning struck once more, only this time incandescent heat speared in a direct line from her wrist to her feminine core.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Holy shit!</i> Liquid warmth pooled low in her belly. Her slick channel clenched and a rush of moisture trickled between her thighs. Emily didn’t think that she had ever been so aroused, and he had barely touched her. Already she was prepared to spread her legs for him right here and right now, on this table, the floor, his lap or wherever he wanted.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Oh, God,” she whispered, mesmerized.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Defenseless and exposed, she wanted to avert her face from his knowing eyes, but was unable to look away. Emily had heard of spontaneous combustion, and in the back of her mind she wondered if this is how it happened.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The set of Paul’s jaw firmed but his eyes were bright as he examined her in a triumphant, measured gaze. His calloused hand returned to her leg, slowly skimming over her skin, moving higher up her skirt than before. This time, as he gripped her thigh, he stretched two fingers out – so that the tips of them pressed softly against her drenched panties.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Candy’s eyes widened and her whole body stilled, absorbing that wonderful erotic touch. Captured and unable to break away, his gaze held hers.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">There was no escape.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Paul moved his magical fingers back and forth, back and forth with a feather light touch along her damp, cloth covered flesh. Her breath began to hitch in little gasps of desire. With a desperate whimper she arched toward him. A low moan escaped her lips as he pressed the cloth of her panties deep into her wet folds.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“You’re a needy little thing, aren’t you?” he observed in a soft, seductive voice. His face remained dispassionate while those clever digits of his continued to tease and probe. “Just my kind of woman. I know what you want,” he murmured with husky confidence. “If you’re a good girl, I’ll give you exactly what you need.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Thankfully the waitress broke the spell when she arrived with Emily’s drink.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Paul slowly drew his hand out from under her skirt with unhurried, lazy disregard. The man paid not the slightest attention to the sexy waitress, and because he didn’t, somehow neither could she.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It was as if there was no one else. They were in this room alone together.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">With an open stare, he met her gaze. Then he licked the pad of his fingers with slow and thoughtful deliberation.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Very nice,” he said with a playful wink.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>OhGodohGodohGod!</i> Her cheeks flushed with heat. Emily’s margarita went down quickly. She’d spent months arranging this meeting. Her current persona, Candy, had a full imaginary background, including siblings, a job, a home and even her own email address. Emily had carefully compartmentalized the two personalities. It was the only way she could pull this off.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Yet already, she was off balance, confused and lost. Her senses whirled, her breasts grew heavy and between her legs her swollen flesh throbbed. Who was she? Was she still playing a role? Candy and Emily seemed like the same person right now, both burning from a raging tide of desire.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Get it together, Emily. Remember the plan. You can do this, and Paul will never know.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Paul, Jai and Emily chatted for a while, flirting and doing the “getting to know you dance” that proceeded a night of hot sex.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Emily was no virgin, but she was pretty choosy when it came to getting naked with anyone. She’d always enjoyed the closeness of kissing and cuddling as she suspected most women did. Who didn’t have a natural desire for intimacy? For physical and emotional connection? The problem for Emily had always been that no matter who she slept with, or even when pleasuring herself – if she climaxed it was because she imagined being with Paul.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Do you want me, Candy?” Paul whispered into her ear, his hot breath moving over her skin, causing a delicious tingling sensation along the nape of her neck. “Because I want you. Right now.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Staring at her hands in her lap, Emily nervously swallowed. She couldn’t speak. Instead she nodded, almost shyly. She was out of character, but somehow coming across slutty in answer to such a blindingly obvious question just couldn’t be done. Did she want him? Hell, yes! More than she’d ever wanted anything.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Emily opened her mouth, but found that she was still unable to answer. How could she reply to such a question when she’d ached for him forever, body, heart and soul?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Paul cupped her chin and tipped up her face, gazing at her in a determined expression. Eyes darkening, they captured hers. Emily wanted to look away from such burning intensity, but she couldn’t. A kick of fear and arousal slammed into her as his power and dominance overwhelmed her senses. She felt exposed and vulnerable to his intense, scrutiny. Could he see right through her?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Tell me, Candy,” Paul demanded in a deceptively quiet voice. “I need to hear the words. Tell me what you want.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“I want you.” Her whispered reply was soft and unsteady.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Good girl,” he murmured with a slight smile, as he released her from his penetrating gaze. “I like a woman who knows what she wants.” He laughed then, a light, joyous sound. “Candy. I can’t even imagine anything sweeter than what I have right here in my lap. Can you, Jai?” Paul said, glancing up at his friend. “Jai and I have just come off a boat. Neither of us have enjoyed the company of a woman for a while.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Emily knew that already; she’d been waiting for him. Paul had signed on as crew for a number of small boats, travelling to incredible places, working odd jobs, and doing so many interesting things. She was jealous because he was footloose, and had no responsibilities. But why was he including Jai in his “company of a woman,” comment?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Paul’s breath whispered, once more, seductive and warm over her ear. His arms tightened around her. One big palm lightly grazing the outer edge of her breast in lazy, sensual strokes. Emily shut her eyes, overwhelmed by the incredible sensation of it.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Jai and I could make you climax all night long. Are you up for a threesome?”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>What? </i>Emily’s mind blanked while she processed what Paul said. It took a fraction of a second before she understood, but then she stiffened and her eyes flew to Jai’s face.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">She couldn’t have been more stunned if a bucket of ice water had been thrown over her. A threesome? Really? God no! Emily was sexually experienced, but not with <i>that</i> kind of experience. For the love of God, how would that work? Her, Paul and Jai, all having sex together? At the same time? Paul wanted that? Yikes! What else did he want?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Jai clearly registered her immediate expression of shock and dismay because he chuckled and said in his formal British accent, “I believe that the young lady in question is only interested in you, Paul.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Candy,” Paul said. She immediately met his gaze, complying instantly and instinctively to his unspoken command. “Jai and I are good together. We know exactly how to please a woman. You have no idea what you’d be missing out on. If you haven’t had a threesome, now is the time to try it.” He stared at her with open lust.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Emily swallowed hard. “I’m sorry. Maybe next time,” she paused and added, “or later tonight?” <i>No way,</i> she thought, but they didn’t need to know that. “What I really want is you.” She gave an intentionally light shrug and forced a laugh. “There’s a long night ahead of us. Who knows how it will end?”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Not as experienced as you look, are you, little Candy?” Paul said with a knowing smile. “Never mind.” He grasped her waist and effortlessly set her on her feet. Then he stood up. The bulge in his jeans was impressive. “Do you have a room, or shall I get one of my own?”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Candy grinned. “I have a room.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The emotion behind her joyous smile wasn’t forced or fake. Candy and Emily were the same person now. Both desperate, greedy and more than ready. It was liberating not to have to hide her desire, to show Paul how she felt about him – even if he didn’t know that she was Emily.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Shifting restlessly, Emily swallowed. Orgasms didn’t usually come easy for her, not without serious foreplay. But just now she wondered if she’d peak screaming, the moment Paul touched her. She was so primed and hot for him.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Paul met his friend’s gaze.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Don’t worry about me,” Jai said, surveying the mass of young women in the Cantina. “I won’t be lonely. Send me a text. I’ll come to you, if I’m not otherwise engaged.” Jai’s accent was sexy. The white flash of his grin was boyishly charming. The combination was devastating. Emily knew that the man would hook-up with ease.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Paul pulled her body possessively against his, stroked her hair and trailed his hand down to her lower back. His touch was electrifying. Emily took in a deep steadying breath, trying to keep it together until they were alone.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Picking up his duffel, he said, “Ready?” There was no mistaking the gleam in his eyes. He fully intended to bury himself deep inside her. Soon. Raw need clawed at her. She shivered with the just thought of it.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Yes, I’m ready,” Emily said. Another understatement. She’d been waiting her whole life for this. Now, it was all coming together. Sex. Scratching her never-ending itch. Getting fucked by Paul Jarman – hopefully all night long. 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Snyder<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8ClvZbEwJUOHt0M3IWAYHd8eacdTS6Hn1x67BQHNCtEQ3DRlyi-73DWItWjiaJFyWgu3fhlBe9yGiNlxhn0SttcgT4ybrkk1E7s3WHqND46UVslJ8Wtrf7viQgF6TXoIRdglI5JXmjME/s1600/1959887_1470861376462767_1682121111_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8ClvZbEwJUOHt0M3IWAYHd8eacdTS6Hn1x67BQHNCtEQ3DRlyi-73DWItWjiaJFyWgu3fhlBe9yGiNlxhn0SttcgT4ybrkk1E7s3WHqND46UVslJ8Wtrf7viQgF6TXoIRdglI5JXmjME/s1600/1959887_1470861376462767_1682121111_n.jpg" height="400" width="266" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/19367641-cursed-love?from_search=true"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHEwZkYrsqfIroFH3KKLknNC6f9c9cadObWEU5vmT9xEtnttnzZcVhbMEUuAqCzrioSZAovOq3tvQVdDDXsKfsjnX6KrSyLxmBh6E2UJeDmjWbaKbmYLE_qPZGoQ8yaL-jLbANuY8c0F0/s1600/images.jpg" /></a></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b><i>Synopsis</i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></div><span id="freeText15018986689020837672"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Lincoln Minzotto has the life everyone wants, yet he resents it. <br /><br />He’s grown up as the youngest of three children to a wealthy congressman and successful lawyer. Pushed to his absolute excellence, Linc felt the real path for him was different than his parents’ hopes and dreams. <br /><br />On the most important night of his father’s reelection, Linc makes a choice that will lead to a lifetime of regret. <br /><br />Deciding to start a new life, he and his best friend, Daulton, purchase a rundown tattoo shop called Cursed Magic. <br /><br />While restoring Cursed Magic, Linc’s faith in life is put to the test in more ways than one. Faced with the horrors of the bleak, starless nights and the women that come and go, he decides to give up all together, until one fateful night with a stranger. <br /><br />Will one night shape his future forever? Can he turn the Curse he’s endured into a blessing even though all odds are against him?</span><a class="actionLinkLite" href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/19367641-cursed-love?from_search=true#"></a></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1zIaXf871rx-sPvo_wXhFXyYOwft2sT5OR7l1lLDx_ckqUNEAEn358_nShXkXbANu4fjR1FGSl3d-ExVUTMnlMHJ3rHvvD6bKcmphcKrmk96egx0caPN-yQ-iM5FUIKGQr-JZYNOqJhE/s1600/1911854_1460199177528987_1935412581_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1zIaXf871rx-sPvo_wXhFXyYOwft2sT5OR7l1lLDx_ckqUNEAEn358_nShXkXbANu4fjR1FGSl3d-ExVUTMnlMHJ3rHvvD6bKcmphcKrmk96egx0caPN-yQ-iM5FUIKGQr-JZYNOqJhE/s1600/1911854_1460199177528987_1935412581_n.jpg" height="400" width="322" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b><i>About the Author</i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-mbrEJ1Ow2ax9y9QK3N55hPamJ-xrU1Qvt-KXnsq2aD-UNlm8xXSnbGiVJgOwomxkUlT6xluQ0hc3T_WqzlGQrx5-CnQ7pr-wcdtBkY1ERCiSRPTJPkbkn7TjJLb_eDuQTbh6hwOruJU/s1600/506ecebeb2330a82390a09_L__V359526800_SX200_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-mbrEJ1Ow2ax9y9QK3N55hPamJ-xrU1Qvt-KXnsq2aD-UNlm8xXSnbGiVJgOwomxkUlT6xluQ0hc3T_WqzlGQrx5-CnQ7pr-wcdtBkY1ERCiSRPTJPkbkn7TjJLb_eDuQTbh6hwOruJU/s1600/506ecebeb2330a82390a09_L__V359526800_SX200_.jpg" height="198" width="200" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">t. h. snyder (1979) was born in Allentown, Pennsylvania. For six years she worked in the field of higher education while earning her Bachelor and Master Degrees in Management from University of Phoenix. She's a single mother to two children. She became an avid reader in spring of 2012 and since has read over 250 books. Her genre of interest ranges from Romance to thrilling Paranormal. This is more than just a hobby for her, it's a passion to read the words of great authors and bring life to their stories with her reviews and character castings. She started writing her first novel in June of 2013 and is anxious to see where this journey takes her!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"><a href="http://www.thsnyder.com/">www.thsnyder.com</a></span><o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; text-align: start;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"><a href="https://twitter.com/thsnyder4">https://twitter.com/thsnyder4</a></span><o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; text-align: start;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"><a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7152850.T_H_Snyder">http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7152850.T_H_Snyder</a></span><o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; 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And after a year in Vancouver, when she’s finally adjusted to her new situation, a freak car accident sends her life spinning out of control and crashing into the world of the malions, a hidden race silently helping humanity from secret enclaves underground.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Liss’s knowledge of the malions endangers her family when Jaredsons Securities takes an interest in her accident. Few know the men of Jaredsons Securities, an international intelligence company specializing in missing persons cases, are actually the Vykhars, ancient malion enemies whose true purpose is the eradication of the malion race. The Vykhars will stop at nothing to discover if Liss is connected with the malions, and if they do, they will exploit her.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Perhaps more dangerous still are Liss’s growing feelings for Rion, a strong-willed malion scarred by his encounters with Vykhars and carrying a secret that could destroy their relationship. But Liss has a secret and scars of her own, and Rion’s fiercely protective nature threatens to tear them back open.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Can this pair of unlikely lovers survive the dangers of the Vykhars? And can their love survive their own misconceptions?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/excerpt.jpg"><img alt="excerpt" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5637" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/excerpt-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">As my door closed, I rolled onto my side and looked at the bag on the floor again. Rion had put himself, his entire family, and Abby, at risk for me, a complete stranger, and instead of feeling glad to be home, I felt horrible.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I took a deep breath and pushed myself up to sitting. It took every bristle of strength I had to get up to walk over to that bag of clothes; not just because of my sore muscles, but because they reminded me of him, and the problems I’d created when I insisted that he let me go.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I poured them onto the carpet, sat down beside them, and hugged them as tight as I could. I hadn’t even taken a second to think about what I was doing, it was automatic. I think I was craving some sort of comfort after everything that had happened this weekend, and holding those clothes was like holding onto the part of me I’d left behind. I pulled the clothes closer to my face, and took a deep breath in—they still smelled of him.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">My heart began to pound.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Pine, leather, and that musty underground smell of his world had me roiling inside. It was so strong. I inhaled again, recalling the moment Rion had smiled at me. It wasn’t forced, we had actually connected, and when he carried me in his arms, I felt awkward, but safe…and so warm. I desperately wanted to feel that way again; I wanted to know everything was going to be all right again. 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by:</strong> <a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/" target="_blank">Book Enthusiast Promotions</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Synopsis.jpg"><img alt="Synopsis" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5609" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Synopsis-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">My name is Livie Marie Acosta. I am a firm believer that childhood memories are supposed to be happy, joyous, and beautiful. I also believe everyone else in life has just that… except for me, of course.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">I came close to having that once with my own family. I had a loving mother that treated me like her little princess. My father was, and still is, the biggest support system in my life, but even his love isn’t enough for me at times. I would have been a proud big sister at the age of seven, but Antonio Jr. was torn away from us before he was even born.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">I was destined to be alone and hurt, both emotionally and physically scarred.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">The only skeletons that remained of my once happy family was a father I adored, but who lived hundreds of miles away, and a mother whom I had spent most of my own life saving from her demons.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">Like many people, they are scarred so deep that when they bleed, it is a reminder that they are still human.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">I have a secret. A secret only I know about. I keep my secret well, and keep it hidden from the peeping eyes of the world.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">At least I tried… that is until two angels barged into my life, and into my scattered heart. Their presence in my life spun me on my heels, turning my world yet again upside down, and right side up all at the same time.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">What I find could either save me, or finally push me over the edge.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Here is my story…</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Meet-the-Author.jpg"><img alt="Meet the Author" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5610" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Meet-the-Author-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/11/Author-Picture.jpg"><img alt="Author Picture" class=" wp-image-4483 alignleft" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/11/Author-Picture.jpg" height="106" width="80" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">My name is Melissa DeOlmos, a newbie to the world of indie writing. I live in sunny side Palm Bay, Florida with my two lovely crazies ages five and two, along with my Law Enforcement champ of a husband. I could say that writing novels has been a passion that I've always pursued, but I can't. Writing for me has always been my own secret escape into a land of wonders, opportunities, loves and so much trouble that I sometimes wonder if I need medication for the stories that pop into my head. I am now deciding to share my mystical mind and stories with the world, so that hopefully others may also find that little something extra they've been looking for. Thank you, and I hope you enjoy my books.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/excerpt.jpg"><img alt="excerpt" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5637" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/excerpt-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: maroon;">Livie and Lawrence</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I heard someone clearing their throat, causing me to snap my head up from my phone. Coming around the corner was a tall and very, very hot guy. I must have turned into a deer caught in some kind of bright and sexy as hell headlights. <i>Since when did Paul Walker buff up and open an MMA studio</i>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Can I help you?”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Realizing my mouth was open, I snapped it shut and nervously stuffed my phone in to my pocket. “Yes. I was actually wondering if the owner was hiring for staff yet. I saw an article in the paper highlighting a new MMA studio opening. Do you know where I can find the owner?”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“You’re looking at him, Sunshine.” I looked him up and down from head to toe again.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Serious?” He looked a little offended by my response, but he looked so young to be in this business. He should be modeling or catching some hang ten waves as a professional surfer. He had that look about him.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Ouch, Sunshine. What’s wrong with me being the owner?” He asked honestly while crossing his thick arms across his chest, and those biceps were oh so yummy.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Sorry… I didn’t mean for it to sound so rude. You just look very young to be in this type of business. I hope I didn’t offend you.” His smile returned and it instantly calmed me.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Sunshine, you don’t have to apologize,” he said as he made his way toward me. He extended his hand out and I took it in mine shaking it firmly. Dad always said a firm handshake was a sign of respect. His touch was warm and soothing. Something about him made me feel extremely comfortable. It wasn’t just that he was sexy and looked like the delicious Paul Walker. His energy enveloped me and calmed me for some reason. “I’m Lawrence Grant Hawthorne. Nice to meet you.” Letting go of his hand I smiled back.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Livie Acosta. Nice to meet you, too.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“So you say you're looking for a job? Here at my studio?” He asked this in a rather incredulous way. I ignored the dumb look on his face, because honestly, he didn’t know I could put him on his ass in a second. I reached into my shoulder bag and pulled out my portfolio. “Yes. I am interested in working for you, especially, if you are going to turn this studio into an MMA training facility. That’s what I read in the paper.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">He took my portfolio and opened it, keeping an eye on me as he perused it. He flipped it open and skimmed through it. This guy was tall, and I had to tilt my chin up just to make eye contact. <i>God, I hated being short right now! </i>As quickly as he opened the folder, he closed it and handed it back.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Okay, Livie. You seem to have some experience in martial arts, and if you want to work for me, you wouldn’t mind showing me what you’re made of, would you?”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Cocky son of a bitch</i>. I reached over, pulled my shoulder bag off, and laid it on the counter. I emptied my back pocket of my phone and car keys. 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The men were going into business together and relocating with their<br />families to the beautiful tropical paradise. It was a dream come true for the<br />longtime friends. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">But, when<br />feelings are revealed and temptation takes control, one friendship turns from<br />lust to love and no one can walk away unscathed. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">And, one<br />person's ultimate decision leaves everyone lost and devastated.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif"; font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #0b5394;">Excerpt</span><o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif"; font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">Jake took the<br />lounger next to me, and we sat in silence for a while as we gazed up at the<br />clear night sky. Jake finally broke the<br />quiet night air. “Are you happy living here, Kaye?”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">“Yes, very…why<br />do you ask?” <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">“I was just<br />asking. You seem to glow all the time<br />like you’re very content.” He smiled slightly. “I only ask because I like to<br />see you happy. You have the best smile,<br />and it’s contagious. It brings me<br />tremendous joy.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">I flushed at<br />his comment. It stirred something in me—embarrassment, confusion, happiness…I<br />didn’t know. Jake reached over and put<br />his hand on my arm, and a chill ran through me. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">“I’m sorry. I<br />didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.<br />We’ve known each other a long time, and I’ve always wanted to tell you<br />that.” <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">I felt his<br />sincere kindness, and it made me blush again. I leaned my head back and closed<br />my eyes. “Jake, you are so sweet to say such nice things to me. All these years you’ve treated me with love<br />and respect, and I adore you.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><br /><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">Jake leaned<br />over and kissed my cheek, and I jumped at his touch. His eyes widened in shock, almost like he<br />couldn’t believe he’d done it either. We<br />both stared at each other for a few long seconds, then started laughing.<o:p></o:p></span></div><br /><br /><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif"; font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #0b5394;">Buy<br />Links</span><o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif"; font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><br /></span></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Rockwell, serif; line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Paradise-Taken-CM-Hutton-ebook/dp/B00DPMVCIO/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1393045008&sr=1-1&keywords=c.m.+hutton">AMAZON</a></span></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Rockwell, serif; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Rockwell, serif; line-height: 115%;"><a href="http://www.amazon.ca/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=paradise%20taken">AMAZON CA</a></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Paradise-Taken-CM-Hutton-ebook/dp/B00DPMVCIO/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1393045154&sr=8-1&keywords=paradise+taken">AMAZON UK</a></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/paradise-taken-cm-hutton-cristy-hutton/1115875993?ean=2940016628233">BARNES & NOBLE</a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";"> <a href="http://ibookstore.com/products.php?i=B00DPMVCIO">IBOOKS</a><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/331083">SMASHWORDS</a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX2GiOwLsNuf3oZyoQoILhoKiSsgIjcoANXjy2bPhMnaqREzCCmXDVwh8hr0QVXGT_j3q7Ok6C_WEYqyn5gKI6hSQkrycA14SkpFSx6k8TJCRStQuXawX1ajgjiAMSfPAkipMnl8gvke0/s1600/1782007_1447256202158562_1633813803_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX2GiOwLsNuf3oZyoQoILhoKiSsgIjcoANXjy2bPhMnaqREzCCmXDVwh8hr0QVXGT_j3q7Ok6C_WEYqyn5gKI6hSQkrycA14SkpFSx6k8TJCRStQuXawX1ajgjiAMSfPAkipMnl8gvke0/s1600/1782007_1447256202158562_1633813803_n.jpg" height="400" width="261" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><br /><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif"; font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #0b5394;">Saving<br />Us (Sequel to Paradise Taken)</span><o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif"; font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">Our love affair<br />wasn't what everyone wanted it to be. It was raw and full of absolute joy<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">and<br />unbelievable pain. !<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">My love for<br />another woman had consumed me for years and now that Kaye was mine, I<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">wasn’t ever<br />letting her go. I knew the consequences of our affair would be devastating to<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">our families,<br />but I was too selfish to walk away.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">My beautiful<br />Kaye was having my baby and we were determined to get our happily ever<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">after....until<br />one day, one event, one conversation threatened it all. !<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">"I had to<br />know what went wrong. My stomach was sick with grief and I didn't know what to<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">do next or even<br />how to help Kaye.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">I needed to get<br />to her.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">It didn't<br />matter what Rob or Claire thought. No one could stop me from going. I knew<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">she needed me.<br />I could feel it deep in my soul." Jake<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";"><br /></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif"; font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #0b5394;">Excerpt</span><o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif"; font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">The pain in<br />Kaye’s eyes was almost too much for me to bear. I knew she loved me and wanted<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">to be with me,<br />but having Rob and the kids standing there when we drove up was painful for<br />her.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">I wanted to<br />force her back into my car and drive away. I knew that would never happen. She<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">loved her kids<br />too much, and she still cared a great deal about Rob. !<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">I was certain<br />their kids knew nothing about the baby being mine. It appeared that the affair<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">wasn’t a big<br />surprise, but apparently, the paternity was a secret. That didn’t matter to<br />me—not at<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">that moment. !<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">Reluctantly, I<br />got in my rental and drove away from the love of my life and my baby. I needed<br />to<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">give Kaye some<br />time with Rob and her kids. I hated it, but I didn’t really see a choice. !<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">As I drove back<br />to our hotel, I thought about how things could have been all these years had I<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">just told Kaye<br />about my feelings while we were in college. I didn’t regret my life with<br />Claire,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">and I certainly<br />didn’t regret my children, but they’d never fully had my heart. 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Now, I can<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">add writer to<br />my list! I’ve always wanted to write and finally found inspiration and support<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">to do it.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">I live near<br />Austin, Texas with my family and love to read and travel. Put me on a beach<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">with a good<br />book and the world just disappears around me.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Rockwell","serif";">Paradise Taken<br />was my first novel and is a highly emotional book based on true events. 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Zook & Wendy S. Chartier<br /><strong>Genre:</strong> Paranormal/Fantasy<br /><strong>Release Date:</strong> February 23, 2014<br /><strong>Hosted by:</strong> <a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/" target="_blank">Book Enthusiast Promotions</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/events/247595468755625/?context=create" target="_blank">Join the Facebook Release Day Party</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Synopsis.jpg"><img alt="Synopsis" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5609" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Synopsis-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">A moment is all it takes. Even the strength of a devoted warrior angel is no match to the pull of love … or is it lust? Sarenah isn’t sure. She needs to see him again. The brief intensity between them was too powerful. It eats away at her mind, but why? The elements of the world seem to be telling her something isn’t right. There’s a secret no one wants Sarenah to know. Why can’t she remember things such as becoming an angel? What happened to her past? The protection of the light is about to cease, but her heart and mind repeat one word incessantly, one she cannot ignore … Draco.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Meet-the-Author.jpg"><img alt="Meet the Author" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5610" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Meet-the-Author-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Sara's: Sara V. Zook is a paranormal/fantasy writer. She is the author of the Strange in Skin Trilogy and Clipped. She resides in Pennsylvania with her 3 small children and husband.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Wendy's: After being in the music and literary field for 12 years as an agent, in 2013 Wendy S. Chartier took her passion for books and formed her own publishing company, Planettopia Publishing, LLC.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Wendy resides in the Texas hill country with her husband, David, and their furkids, Azriel and Sophie.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/excerpt.jpg"><img alt="excerpt" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5637" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/excerpt-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">The dark creature walked over to me, unusually close, the heat from his skin leaping onto mine. He held up his open palm. As if entranced, I placed my hand upon his and our fingers laced together. Suddenly the darkness of his eyes was illuminated with swirls of hypnotic colors circling each other in the very middle where his pupils should be.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">I knew I shouldn’t be here, shouldn’t be touching this sinful creature, but I couldn’t stop. His touch was hot with a passion I had never known before, yet so familiar. I was caught in a trap that I never wanted to get out of.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">His other hand dug into my hair and jerked my head back, his breath hot on my neck, his eyes peering into mine.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">“How many more, ma’am?” a fireman shouted out above the sirens.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">The female just stood there in front of the smoldering shelter before her, both hands covering her face, ashen-filled tears falling from the edge of her jaw.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">“Ma’am!” the fireman hollered out. “Who else are you missing?”</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">The wind changed directions. I looked up to see another angel passing by, carrying the breeze along with her. She raised her hand ever so slightly to wave. I nodded at her.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">The fireman covered his nostrils with the inside of his arm as the wind carried the sultry smoke toward him.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">The female seemed unaffected by the smoke. She just kept staring at that front door, her apprehension more of a focus now as she waited. “Two,” she finally replied.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">“Did she say two?” another guy asked.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">“Two?” he asked her again to confirm.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">Never looking his way, she nodded. “My husband, he went back in for our oldest son.”</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">“Who are you?” I whispered, my chest heaving up and down from his firm grasp on my hair. My anger flared. I should kill him for putting his hands on me like that, but it felt so good.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">He narrowed his eyes at me for a moment before answering, “Draco.”</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">Draco.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">He released me as I stood up straight, facing him. I knew who this strange creature was. I had heard about him on my travels. He was a solider of the dark, with strength witnesses marveled at. Most of the soldiers of the dark were cowards who slithered here and there with little, if any, common sense about their purpose or duty at hand. It was said that this Draco’s loyalty surpassed all others. But there was one other tidbit I had heard that was even more unusual. Those who worked with him, who were on the same side, seemed to like him. It was a concept unheard of for the dark side. Everyone was your enemy and everyone hated each other.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">“And you are?” he asked.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">If I said my name, he’d know who I was as well, and he’d run away. My intrigue was far too deep to have him disappear just yet.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">“It doesn’t matter, does it?” I said.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">He smirked, a dimple forming in the side of his cheek.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Social-Links.jpg"><img alt="Social Links" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5611" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Social-Links-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/SaraVZook?ref=hl" target="_blank"><img alt="FB button FINAL" class="alignnone wp-image-11223" src="http://thebookenthusiast.net/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/FB-button-FINAL.jpg" 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width="430" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Book Title:</strong><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"> Shattered Heart </span><br /><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Author:</strong><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"> Ann Stewart & Stephanie Nash</span><br /><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Genre:</strong> Romance<br /><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Release Date:</strong><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"> March 3, 2014</span><br /><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Hosted by:</strong><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/" target="_blank">Book Enthusiast Promotions</a></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Synopsis.jpg"><img alt="Synopsis" class=" wp-image-5609 alignnone" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Synopsis-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Sometimes loving someone means letting them go.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">After allowing Alexander James to walk out of her life, Elyssa Hart falls into a dark spiral of deception, submission, and grief. In Alex's absence, the determined Oliver Prescott has the opportunity to win over Elyssa's affections. But, when untimely events bring Alex back from New York sooner than expected, Oliver soon realizes that battles of the heart are not easily won.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Coming home to an empty house, an empty heart, and a constant reminder of heartache is just the tip of Alex's troubles. He not only has to vie once again for Elyssa's heart, but also show her a sense of security that's been destroyed. Can he rebuild the foundation they built before he left or has he lost her for good?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Alex's return coupled with Oliver's advances has Elyssa not only stuck in a triangular love affair, but caught in a web woven so tight by Arianna Salerno. Alex's past, constant threats, and a relentless watchful eye are only a few tools in Arianna's bag of torture as she pushes Elyssa further and further away from the only man she's ever loved.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/excerpt.jpg"><img alt="excerpt" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5637" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/excerpt-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“God, I’ve missed you,” his voice quivers as his mouth runs along the curve of my neck. “I’ve thought of you every second since I left.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Shhh…Alex…don’t speak. Just kiss me.” I grip the back of his head, forcing his lips to mine. I relish this moment of perfection knowing it’s only for tonight.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Seeing Alex in the lobby of the hotel was a blessing and a curse. No words exchanged, just a look. One look was all it took and the moment our eyes met the weeks of isolation and avoidance vanished. Moments with Oliver were a distant memory and all I wanted was him. The electricity between us unquestionable, my legs moved before my mind could catch up. And by that time I was already in Alex’s arms. I don’t even remember how we got to his room, but the moment we were behind closed doors our reunion turned pornographic.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Lifting me, Alex pins me against the wall, hands traveling up my thighs pushing up my skirt, fingers digging painfully into the skin of my ass. A moan escapes my lips before taking his mouth, sucking on his bottom lip, teasing his tongue with mine. With a deep growl, Alex brushes his fingers against my aching core before ripping my panties, discarding them to the floor.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">His fingers find my wet core and my body immediately begins to tremble when they glide along my folds. After weeks without him, my body reacts to his absence by grinding against his strong hand.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Alex…” I moan, running my tongue along the stubble of his chin.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“I fucking love you…” he growls as his nails dig deeper into my skin.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">My heart swells with emotion at his simple words. I bite my bottom lip while Alex focuses on my breasts. Pulling down the neck of my blouse he pushes down the top of my bra, exposing my nipple. He takes it into his mouth, sucking aggressively, moaning against my flushed skin.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Say it. Even if you have to lie to me…say it.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Closing my eyes, I tip my head back breathing in his musky scent and feel the rising pleasure with each lap of Alex’s hot tongue against my sensitive skin. “What Alex…I’ll say anything just please, please don’t stop…”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Lifting his head from my rising chest, I sigh in disappointment from the lost warmth of his mouth. As I look into his eyes I see the torture of the past couple of weeks reflected back at me. I’ve hurt him, I’m hurting him now, but I can’t stop. This feels right. Leaning in, Alex softly kisses my lips before resting his forehead against mine. So tender my heart splinters. “Tell me you still love me. I don’t know what’s going on in your head, but I need to hear it.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Hey…” I reach up grasping the sides of his face forcing him to look at me. “It’s not a lie. I don’t have to lie. I do love you. I know it seems like…” my voice trails off as Alex interrupts me, his mouth crashing down on mine.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“That’s all I wanted to hear. I don’t care about anything else.” Alex pushes himself against me as we both eagerly undo his belt. Lifting my legs, I dig the heels of my feet against his jeans, pushing down his pants, bringing his boxers along with them. Within seconds he’s deep inside me and all the stress from the past few weeks have completely vanished.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I love him and I’ll live in this for as long as I can.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Meet-the-Author.jpg" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"><img alt="Meet the Author" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5610" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Meet-the-Author-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Ann currently lives in Las Vegas with her beautiful family. Ann has a Bachelors degree in Business Management and is currently pursuing a Masters degree. A year ago she took a leap of faith and decided to pursue her dreams of becoming an author. When she's not at work, school, or spending time with her family...she's usually completely absorbed in a book!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Stephanie Nash is originally from Post Falls, Idaho and is thankful for the peaceful surroundings which gave her stability and sense of direction. Currently residing in North Las Vegas, Stephanie has gotten to experience a life outside of the beautiful Northwest and was given the opportunity to live a life far beyond her expectations. After spending five years as an undergraduate, ending up at UNLV, she decided to take a chance at love and passion and quickly became immersed with her true passions: Writing, Reading and her loving boyfriend of ten years.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Social-Links.jpg" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"><img alt="Social Links" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5611" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Social-Links-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.blogger.com/www.facebook.com/AStewart.SNash.Authors" target="_blank"><img alt="FB button FINAL" class="alignnone wp-image-11223" src="http://thebookenthusiast.net/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/FB-button-FINAL.jpg" height="57" width="78" /></a><a href="http://twitter.com/AStewartSNash" target="_blank"><img alt="twitter button Final" class="alignnone wp-image-11224" src="http://thebookenthusiast.net/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/twitter-button-Final.jpg" height="57" width="78" /></a><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7220500.Ann_Stewart" target="_blank"><img alt="GoodreadsFINAL" class="alignnone wp-image-11226" src="http://thebookenthusiast.net/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/GoodreadsFINAL.jpg" height="57" width="78" /></a><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7213917.Stephanie_Nash"><img alt="GoodreadsFINAL" class="alignnone wp-image-5670" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/GoodreadsFINAL.jpg" height="57" width="78" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18365120-shattered-heart" target="_blank"><img alt="Goodreads Button with Shadow" class=" wp-image-9360 aligncenter" src="http://thebookenthusiast.net/wp-content/uploads/2013/10/Goodreads-Button-with-Shadow.png" height="45" width="134" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/01/promotionsbutton-with-TRIM.jpg"><img alt="promotionsbutton with TRIM" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-5949" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/01/promotionsbutton-with-TRIM.jpg" height="233" width="233" /></a></div>Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11168424941568443207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-106309259791048616.post-26517054683954062812014-02-20T21:30:00.000-08:002014-03-03T06:03:57.595-08:00Book Blitz: Can't Go Without by Angelisa Stone<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/Cant-Go-Without-Book-Blitz1.jpg"><img alt="Can't Go Without Book Blitz" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-7066" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/Cant-Go-Without-Book-Blitz1-1024x481.jpg" height="230" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Book-Blitz.jpg"><img alt="Book Blitz" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5819" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Book-Blitz-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/CGW-Angelisa-Stone1.jpg"><img alt="CGW Angelisa Stone" class="size-large wp-image-7009 aligncenter" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/CGW-Angelisa-Stone1-682x1024.jpg" height="735" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong style="font-size: 14px; 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Tristan's been sucking sunshine right from the monogrammed silver spoon his life was served up on since the day he was born. And quite frankly, he wouldn't want it any other way. He's his mother's pride and joy, his father's right-hand-man, and the envy of every guy around. All Tristan has to do is flash his million dollar smile, give his trademark wink, and he gets what he wants, when he wants, anytime he wants.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">Leah Franchetti grinds her fingers to the bone; sculpting, painting, recreating treasures from trash—the very sentiment that defines her life. Her inventive, vindictive, lucrative, and seemingly unforgivable plan allowed her to shortcut her way into the life she always imagined, owning an art gallery, surrounding herself in the comfort of her passion and dreams.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">When circumstances force Leah and Tristan to come face-to-face with the past and with Leah’s devious manipulation, truths come flooding forth, destroying those in the present and possibly jeopardizing both of their highly anticipated futures.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">Can Tristan overcome Leah’s slander and deception—despite how dangerously close he comes to losing the one thing he can’t go without—money? Will Leah be forced to come clean, knowing she’ll have to live her life with the one thing she can’t go without—her dignity?</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/excerpt.jpg"><img alt="excerpt" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5637" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/excerpt-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Rushing out of Chet O’Donnell’s office, angrily and haughtily, I face-plant straight into a strong, hard chest, covered in a wool, cable-knit sweater, smelling of expensive cologne. People always say that the sense of smell is the most powerful sense, triggering memories and feelings clearer than any of the other four senses combined. Just one smell, one inhalation of that warm, sexy designer cologne and my insides burn, ignite with intense desire and longing. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. No. No. No.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“I’m…I’m…I’m…” I stammer, backing up, dropping my head, and looking straight at the ground in humiliation.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“I’m…I gotta go,” I mumble, sidestepping out of his way, and heading straight for the elevator. I push the button repeatedly, knowing damn well my actions won’t speed up the elevator’s arrival.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Tristan runs to catch me, just as I eye the stairwell and bolt for the door. “Leah! Wait!” he yells; the “wait” is muffled by the sound of the door slamming behind me. I run down only one flight of steps and escape onto the twentieth floor, knowing that Tristan O’Donnell would chase me the entire way down the stairs—if seeing and talking to me were his goals. Tristan O’Donnell always gets what he wants. Always.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hoping that Tristan doesn’t check the video monitors, I walk down the hallway to the other set of stairs and down to the first floor, exiting O’Donnell Industries. Once I hit the street, the winter sun reflecting off the snow burns my eyes. I squint at the pain of the brightness, knowing the sting of my tears has nothing to do with the shining, searing light.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Meet-the-Author.jpg"><img alt="Meet the Author" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5610" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Meet-the-Author-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">Who is Angelisa Stone?</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">Angelisa Stone is a typical Midwestern wife and mom, frazzled by parenting and housework, and overwhelmed with sports schedules, doctor appointments, and three-dimensional creative projects due “tomorrow morning.” Stone dreams of white sandy beaches, clear-blue waters, and Midori coladas in hand, but realizes that her loving husband and four not-so-perfect children are her real dreams-come-true. 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Stone's first novel, Can't Go Home, is available on Amazon and Barnes and Noble now.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Email Angelisa for fun chatter and banter, giggles and chuckles: angelisaauthor@gmail.com</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Social-Links.jpg"><img alt="Social Links" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5611" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Social-Links-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/angelisa.stone" target="_blank"><img alt="FB button FINAL" class="alignnone wp-image-11223" src="http://thebookenthusiast.net/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/FB-button-FINAL.jpg" height="57" width="78" /></a><a 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wp-image-6833 aligncenter" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/facebookcover.png" height="189" width="511" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/webgoodreads.png"><img alt="webgoodreads" class="size-full wp-image-6835 aligncenter" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/webgoodreads.png" height="800" width="517" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"><br /></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Book Title:</strong>Blurred Lines</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Author:</strong>Brooke Cumberland<br /><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Genre:</strong> New Adult/Contemporary Romance<br /><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Hosted by:</strong><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/" target="_blank">Book Enthusiast Promotions</a></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Synopsis.jpg"><img alt="Synopsis" class=" wp-image-5609 alignnone" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Synopsis-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Two weeks. Spring Break.</div><div style="text-align: center;">No strings attached. No long distant relationships. Just sex.</div><div style="text-align: center;">She agreed to have fun over spring break.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">What Emma didn’t realize was that her heart would be shattered into pieces after meeting Brody. Growing up she got everything she ever asked for, so when their two weeks were over, there was nothing money could buy to heal her broken heart.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Emma works hard in college to ignore the pain. She doesn’t know where he lives, his number, or even his last name. She thought he was out of her life forever…</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Until two years later.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">She hasn’t stopped thinking about him.</div><div style="text-align: center;">But it’s not that easy when they finally reunite.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Seeing Brody again has memories flooding to the surface again…making it hard to resist him. But can Emma keep her distance like she has to, or will there be blurred lines between what she wants and what she must do to move forward?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/excerpt.jpg"><img alt="excerpt" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5637" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/excerpt-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“You sent us the drinks?” I ask, finally putting all the pieces together.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Well, technically, I just sent the first round. You guys just kept ordering.” His face is so soft; I just want to rub my hands over it. Shit. Focus.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Oh.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Yeah, guess I better sign for that tab.” He grins and I know he’s secretly enjoying it.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“I’m sorry, I didn’t know—”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“It’s fine, honestly. I don’t mind.” Hannah lays her head on his shoulder as she passes out. “I think she’ll be fine with an aspirin and some sleep.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Where’s your room? I’ll carry her back.” I nod, because ironically, I’m not sure what else to do. He could be a total creepier for all I know, but I can’t carry Hannah back myself, so I let him help.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Room 480,” I reply. We walk back to the resort lobby, and I see him grin at me. And I finally see his face for the first time. “Hey, you’re the guy from the plane, right?” My stomach suddenly turns to knots. The feelings from remembering our one and only encounter replays in my mind—the way his hands soothed me after practically falling into his lap. I can’t help the lame smile that forms on my face.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I already know it’s him, but I ask anyway because it seems so unreal. I looked for him after we landed and was oddly disappointed when I didn’t see him.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I see him bite his lip before answering, “Yeah, Brody.” We reach the elevator, and I press the call button as I watch him intently. “Emma, right?” he asks.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Right,” is all I say, because well, I’m an idiot. He’s just as beautiful as he was earlier. His hair is clean cut and his face is smooth. For a moment, I lose myself in his face— his perfect silk face.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“So how long are you in Cancun for?” I ask, making conversation as we walk onto the elevator. I press number 4 and watch as the doors close.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Couple weeks. I’m here with my friend, Caleb, for one last spring break. What about you?”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Same. Except this is Hannah and mine’s first college spring break.” I smile nervously, thinking how pathetic I look right now.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Ahh, freshmen, huh?” He grins.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Is it that obvious?”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">He laughs, but doesn’t answer as the elevator dings. I wrestle my key card out of my purse as we walk to our room. We walk in silence, but I can’t help but feel what I felt before on the plane. It was like an unspoken tension—heat and intensity that riveted between us. I feel his presence not only because he was next to me, but because it was like an electric force that made me very aware of him. And his very solid, chiseled arms.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I slide my key card in and open the door. I completely forgot that we left the room a mess. Fuck.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Her bed is that one.” I point to the farthest one. I watch in amazement as he pulls the covers down and gently lays her down. He then covers her back up.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Did you just tuck her in?” I ask, grinning.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Yeah, is that bad?” he asks self-consciously.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“No, it’s just—most guys don’t do the whole ‘tucking in’ thing.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Oh, well I could untuck her in, if you’d prefer?” He smiles. He’s messing with me.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“No, it’s fine,” I say softly. “Thank you.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“No problem. Just make sure you tell her I didn’t grope her or anything. Would hate for my neighbors to think I’m a creep or something,” he quips, walking closer to me. I can’t deny the heat coming off him, making me want to wrap my arms around him just to feel his body.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Neighbors?”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Oh, right. I’m in room 482. Across the hall.” He nods his head toward the door. He’s standing right in front of me, making me tilt my head back just to look up into his eyes—his beautiful bright green eyes.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Oh.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Of-fricken-course.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Well, thanks again,” I say, breaking the awkward silence.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“My pleasure.” He continues looking at me intently, and I wonder if he’s thinking the same thing I am. “Have a good night, Emma.” His hand brushes mine as he walks toward the door. I watch as he opens it, and then he’s gone.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I almost wonder if I imagined the whole thing. And I could’ve swore he winked at me. No. Now I know I’m drunk.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/blurred-lines-teaser.jpg"><img alt="blurred lines teaser" class=" wp-image-7063 aligncenter" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/blurred-lines-teaser.jpg" height="276" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/smalljacket1.png"><img alt="smalljacket" class=" wp-image-7062 aligncenter" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/smalljacket1-1024x746.png" height="285" width="392" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Cover-Reveal.jpg"><img alt="Cover Reveal" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5681" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Cover-Reveal-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/Bad-Girlfriend-Cover.jpg"><img alt="Bad Girlfriend Cover" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-7032" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/Bad-Girlfriend-Cover.jpg" height="798" width="522" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>Book Title:</strong> Bad Girlfriend<br /><strong>Author:</strong> Brooke Cumberland<br /><strong>Genre:</strong> Contemporary Romance</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Synopsis.jpg"><img alt="Synopsis" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Synopsis-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">What if time were the only thing that kept you from falling in love?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">What if you knew when your time was up?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Kate Wesley knows about that all too well.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">When time is no longer on her side, she decides to live.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">When Kate visits her cousin Natalee the week of her wedding, Kate finally decides to be spontaneous, take risks, and live with no regrets. Kate‘s holding a secret she hasn’t even told her cousin but when an unexpected run-in with another house guest risks everything she’s fought hard against, she must make a choice.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Gabe never expected to meet Kate at his old college roommate’s house. Spending the week there before his friend gets married has turned out to be the best decision he’s ever made. Running into Kate wasn’t something he planned, but once he came face to face with her, he knew he didn’t want to let go. No matter how fast she ran away.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Life has a tricky way of catching up to you—of making choices for you that you wish you could change. Kate accepts her destiny and pushes anyone out that threatens to get close. But how will she feel when Gabe pushes right back? Right into her life where she swore him off?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Would you be with someone if you knew it wouldn’t last forever?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Would you risk it anyway for a chance at love?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/excerpt.jpg"><img alt="excerpt" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5637" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/excerpt-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">There’s nothing like a big slap of reality to get your life in check. The whole “you only live once” and “live like there’s no tomorrow” couldn’t be more true for me. At least now, I knew.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I broke up with my boyfriend recently. He didn’t deserve it, but it was inevitable. It had to happen. There was no point leading him on. I just saved him years of grief.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Kate, don’t do this. I love you,” he pleaded. I knew he did…and that’s why this was hard, but it was like ripping a band aid off. I just had to do it.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Sorry, Kyle. I don’t love you,” I lied. If I told him the truth he’d promise to stay with me, but in the end, he’d only resent his decision.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“I can’t believe this.” He brushed both hands through his hair, pacing back and forth in front of me. I tried to remain calm, not affected.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“You’re a bad girlfriend, Kate. I can’t believe you’d do this.” He walked toward me, his face directly in mine. “You’re a bad girlfriend…I’m lucky to be rid of you.” I knew his words were spit from anger. I understood. He gave me everything—and in return—I couldn’t give him anything.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I think about the words he said to me six months ago as I drive up north for the week. Bags packed in the trunk with a weeks worth of clothes and necessities. Kyle was supposed to come up with me on this trip, now it’s welcomed silence.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The silence makes me feel numb. Numb to the facts. Numb to reality. It’s what’s best and I’ll give in to what my destiny holds.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Going to my cousin, Natalee’s wedding this week is my chance. My chance to be spontaneous, wild, and carefree. It’s possibly my last chance. And I will enjoy every moment of it.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/Bad-girlfriend-teaser.jpg"><img alt="Bad girlfriend teaser" class=" wp-image-7064 aligncenter" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/Bad-girlfriend-teaser.jpg" height="276" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/Bad-Girlfriend-Cover.full-jacket.jpg"><img alt="Bad Girlfriend Cover.full jacket" class="wp-image-7068 aligncenter" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/Bad-Girlfriend-Cover.full-jacket-1024x746.jpg" height="285" width="392" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Meet-the-Author.jpg"><img alt="Meet the Author" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5610" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Meet-the-Author-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/new-author-pic-brooke-cumberland.jpg"><img alt="new author pic brooke cumberland" class=" wp-image-6770 alignleft" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/new-author-pic-brooke-cumberland.jpg" height="253" width="176" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Brooke is a midwestern gal, from the cheese state of Wisconsin! Go Packers! She's a stay-at-home mom to a wild three year old. Most days you can find her reading or writing, or just hanging out with her family! She loves movies, cooking, and shopping! 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/></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Book Title: </strong>Fate<br /><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Author:</strong><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"> Nikki Sex</span><br /><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Genre: </strong>Erotic Romance<br /><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Release Date:</strong>February 26, 2014<br /><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Hosted by:</strong><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/" target="_blank">Book Enthusiast Promotions</a></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Synopsis.jpg"><img alt="Synopsis" class=" wp-image-5609 alignnone" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Synopsis-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">How far would you go to get something you really wanted?</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">Emily Malone has had a crush on her brother’s best friend, Paul, all her life.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">Unfortunately, he just sees her as his friend's little sister.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">Desperate and infatuated, Emily resorts to lies and deception.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">She only needs one night with Paul, to finally get over this obsessive crush.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">But Fate has other ideas. . .</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/excerpt.jpg"><img alt="excerpt" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5637" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/excerpt-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Am I really going to do this?</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Emily Malone had gone over her plan a thousand times, maybe more. Should I? Shouldn’t I? The answer was always the same because there really wasn’t a choice at this point. She’d done too much, and come too far not to go through with it.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I have to. It’s the only way.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">She looked in the mirror and didn’t recognize herself.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Emily’s normally long, dark brown, wavy hair was recently cut short, straightened and bleached white-blonde. She’d styled it in a wild, uninhibited sort of “just tumbled” look. Not long ago, she wore glasses in an “a la geek” style. Now, colored contact lenses turned her light-blue eyes dark brown. With the addition of silk eyelash extensions, her eyes looked striking.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The stranger staring back at her in the mirror struck a pose, further exposing her generous cleavage in that tight red halter. Emily practiced an alluring smile – creating a slutty, eager, “come hither” seductive look.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Yes. Perfect!</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">That seemed to be exactly the kind of girl Paul Jarman went for, she mused. He never went out with “nice” girls. He liked experienced, big breasted, naughty girls who put out. He was looking to get laid – not looking for love. There was something about him, too. Every girl seemed to instantly fall in love with Paul, probably because he didn’t commit to anyone. <i>Ever</i>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Well, he won’t want to commit to me either, but who cares? I just want to have sex with him. </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“The only way to banish temptation is to give into it," the saying went. She sure hoped it was true. Emily intended to finally scratch that long term, never ending itch of hers. There was a fine line between “hopeful persistence” and “stalking.” Clearly she’d gone <i>well over</i> that line. Hell, she’d literally and metaphorically driven past state borders and even left the country when it came to “crossing the line.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Emily frowned, frustrated by the mystery. How do normal people get over their first love? What she felt for Paul was a bone-deep ache that never went away.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Being obsessed with someone was like being caught in Chinese handcuffs, or finger traps. The more she struggled and fought the infatuation, the tighter the cuffs held on. She told herself that if she just had one night of mind blowing, intense, no-holds-barred, toe curling sex with the object of her fixation, then maybe, just maybe she’d finally get over him. Maybe then, she could move on with her life.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">At least, that was the plan.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Meet-the-Author.jpg"><img alt="Meet the Author" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5610" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Meet-the-Author-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/06/NikkiCocktail1.jpg"><img alt="NikkiCocktail" class=" wp-image-1109 alignleft" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/06/NikkiCocktail1.jpg" height="208" width="155" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Three time Amazon Bestselling author Nikki Sex writes sexy contemporary romance, often involving a bit of kink. She's also a sucker for Happily Ever After endings, so no matter how dark her stories get, fear not! It always all works out in the end.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Social-Links.jpg" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"><img alt="Social Links" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5611" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Social-Links-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://facebook.com/onlysexystories" target="_blank"><img alt="FB button FINAL" class="alignnone wp-image-11223" src="http://thebookenthusiast.net/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/FB-button-FINAL.jpg" height="57" width="78" /></a><a href="https://twitter.com/NikkiSexAuthor/following" target="_blank"><img alt="twitter button Final" class="alignnone wp-image-11224" src="http://thebookenthusiast.net/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/twitter-button-Final.jpg" height="57" width="78" /></a><a href="http://nikkisexstories.com/" target="_blank"><img alt="Website button" class="alignnone wp-image-11225" src="http://thebookenthusiast.net/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Website-button.jpg" height="57" width="78" /></a><a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6585579.Nikki_Sex" target="_blank"><img alt="GoodreadsFINAL" class="alignnone wp-image-11226" src="http://thebookenthusiast.net/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/GoodreadsFINAL.jpg" height="57" width="78" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/20757186-fate?from_search=true"><img alt="goodreads-badge-add-plus-d700d4d3e3c0b346066731ac07b7fe47" class="size-full wp-image-724 aligncenter" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/06/goodreads-badge-add-plus-d700d4d3e3c0b346066731ac07b7fe47.png" height="41" width="130" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Giveaway.jpg"><img alt="Giveaway" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5613" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Giveaway-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="rafl" href="http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/eef4ee349/" id="rc-eef4ee349" rel="nofollow">a Rafflecopter giveaway</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><script src="//d12vno17mo87cx.cloudfront.net/embed/rafl/cptr.js" type="text/javascript"></script><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/01/promotionsbutton-with-TRIM.jpg"><img alt="promotionsbutton with TRIM" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-5949" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/01/promotionsbutton-with-TRIM.jpg" height="233" width="233" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11168424941568443207noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-106309259791048616.post-7970618516414133902014-02-17T21:00:00.000-08:002014-03-03T06:03:57.779-08:00Cover Reveal: Uncovering You by Scarlett Edwards<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Cover-Reveal.jpg"><img alt="Cover Reveal" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5681" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Cover-Reveal-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/510-uncovering-you-1.png"><img alt="510-uncovering-you-1" class=" wp-image-6988 aligncenter" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/510-uncovering-you-1.png" height="628" width="357" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Book Title:</strong><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"> Uncovering You</span><br /><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Author:</strong><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"> Scarlet Edwards</span><br /><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Genre: </strong>Dark Romance<br /><strong style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;">Release Date:</strong><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"> March 27, 2014</span><br /><strong>Series Number:</strong> 1 - look for second book in April<br /><strong>Hosted by:</strong><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5em;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/" target="_blank">Book Enthusiast Promotions</a></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Synopsis.jpg"><img alt="Synopsis" class=" wp-image-5609 alignnone" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Synopsis-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">When I wake up in a dark, unfamiliar room, I have no idea what's waiting for me in the shadows. My imagination conjures up demons of the worst kind.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Reality is much worse:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">A collar with no leash. A prison with no walls. And a life stripped of meaning.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I am presented with a vile contract and asked to sign. It outlines the terms of my servitude. The only information I have about my captor are the two small letters inked at the bottom:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">J.S.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Armed with only my memories, I must do everything I can to avoid becoming ensnared in his twisted mind games. But in the end, it all comes down to one choice:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Resist and die.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Or submit, and sign my life away</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/excerpt.jpg"><img alt="excerpt" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5637" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/excerpt-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Lilly.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh God. It’s him. There’s no mistaking that rich, masculine treble.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">What’s he doing down here?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“M-Mr. Stonehart,” I stutter, turning. I curse my inability to hide my surprise. He totally caught me off-guard. I have to look up to meet his eyes. Then up some more.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The face that I find is so striking it should belong to a Greek god.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">He’s younger than I expected. Late thirties, maybe early forties.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">That means he started his company when he was younger than me!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Dark scruff lines his angular cheeks. His jet-black hair is styled in long, natural waves. My fingers itch to run through it.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Totally inappropriate.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">He has a prominent nose that might be too big on a less imposing man, but on him, it’s perfect.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">In short, he’s a package of the purest masculinity I’ve ever seen.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And then there are his eyes. Oh my God. His eyes. They pierce into me like honing missiles. They are the deepest black I have ever seen. They would be frightening if they weren’t so beautiful. When the light reflects a certain way, you catch a glimpse of the purple underneath.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">They are like midnight sapphires. His eyes reveal a cunning intellect. Those eyes do not miss a thing.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Add all that to his towering height, his wide shoulders, his confident-yet-at-ease posture… and Stonehart cuts an intimidating figure.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">My gaze darts to his left hand before I can stop it. No ring. He’s unmarried.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">He looks down at me, expectantly. His eyes narrow ever so slightly, and I feel like I’m being dissected, measured up, and tucked away in some small corner of his brain. I imagine this is what a gemstone feels like under the magnifying class of the most critical appraiser.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Stonehart clears his throat. I come to with a start, realizing I haven’t said anything in ages. I open my mouth, but the capacity for speech seems like a foreign concept to my brain. “I—”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Somebody bumps into me from behind. I stagger forward. I’m not used to these shoes, so my heel steps the wrong way. My ankle twists under me, and I start to fall.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I don’t fall far. The hand still on my elbow tightens, and Stonehart pulls me into him.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I plaster myself onto the solid steel wall the man has for a body. I catch a scent of his cologne. It’s a deep, musky smell with a hint of charred spruce that is all male. It scrambles my thoughts even more.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Sorry!” a rushed voice calls out. From the corner of my eye, I see the postman giving a hurried, apologetic wave.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Although the sequence lasts less than a second, it feels like an eternity. Pressed up against him like that, I don’t want to move. I know that I couldn’t have made a worse first impression.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Stonehart eases me off him with a firm yet gentle grip. Our eyes meet. I flush the most vibrant red. His fingers graze my forehead as he brushes a lock of hair out of my face.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Any tenderness I may have imagined vanishes when Stonehart takes out his cell. He long dials a key and growls an order. “Steven. See the delivery boy leaving right now? Have his building pass revoked.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I gape. Stonehart keeps speaking. “Wait. I thought of one better. Bar his company from accessing the building.” There’s a pause. “For how long? Indefinitely. FedEx can talk to me when they have an improved employee selection program in place.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The phone call gives me just enough time to compose myself. My heart’s still beating out of my chest. But nobody has to know that.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I speak without thinking. “You’re going to restrict the entire company from serving this building because of that?”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Stonehart humors me with an answer. “A company’s employees are its most important asset. Their behavior reflects the organization as a whole. If FedEx decided that clown is good enough for them, it tells me they’re sloppy. I do not do business with sloppy organizations.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“What about the other tenants in the building?” I ask. “Won’t that piss them off?”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">When I hear myself and realize how improper my question is, my cheeks flame red again.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Stonehart’s eyes darken, as if he cannot believe I asked that question. I open my mouth to apologize for my imprudence, hating the way my professional skills have evaporated into thin air. I’m cut off by a short, barked laugh.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Miss Ryder.” He sounds amused. “I believe that is the most direct and honest question anybody has dared ask me in weeks.” He takes my elbow again and leads me to the elevators. I have to take two quick steps to match one of his long strides.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“Yes,” he continues. “They will be ‘pissed off.’ But the perk of owning a building—” he hits the elevator call button, “—is that you get to make executive decisions.” He gives me an unreadable glance as the doors open. “That is, at the risk of being questioned by inexperienced interns.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">If that isn’t a loaded remark, I don’t know what is. I flush scarlet red for the third time since I’ve met him. I’ve never had a man throw me so off balance.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The elevator is packed, for which I’m infinitely thankful. The trip up will give me some time to properlycompose myself.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Gratitude turns to panic when the crowd files out, meek as mice, when Stonehart steps in. None of the people waiting in the lobby follow us.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The doors close. I’m alone in here with him. My heart’s beating as fast as a hummingbird’s wings.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">He catches me staring. “Impressed?” he asks.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">“They know you,” I manage.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">His dark eyes flash with amusement. “Astute.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Meet-the-Author.jpg"><img alt="Meet the Author" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5610" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Meet-the-Author-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I live near beautiful Seattle, Washington. 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style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Book-Blitz.jpg"><img alt="Book Blitz" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5819" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Book-Blitz-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/ec-km-btp-hermasterschoice-LIGHTER.jpg"><img alt="ec-km-btp-hermasterschoice LIGHTER" class="size-full wp-image-7014 aligncenter" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/ec-km-btp-hermasterschoice-LIGHTER.jpg" height="648" width="432" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>Book Title:</strong> Her Master's Choice<br /><strong>Author: </strong>Karen Mercury<br /><strong>Genre: </strong>Contemporary BDSM Romance<br /><strong>Hosted by:</strong> <a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/" target="_blank">Book Enthusiast Promotions</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Synopsis.jpg"><img alt="Synopsis" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5609" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Synopsis-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">When Shannon Bloomfield hears a rumor that an influential, anonymous food critic is visiting her restaurant, she has no idea it’s the exotic, erotic bad boy Tate Gooding who holds her fate in his culinary hands. Tate, burned out on the club circuit life and traveling around the States for his guidebook company, wants a deeper, more meaningful relationship with the three-star chef.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Tate instructs Shannon in a thrilling new realm of private—and public—play, pushing her limits with every new scene. Shannon discovers that her inner “Force-Me Queen” is an expert tease, skilled at keeping Tate on the edge.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">But a creepy stalker has photos and threatens to expose Tate’s cover and their back alley scenes. Tracking down the culprit brings the couple closer than ever in their power plays, and Shannon learns that breaking out of her comfort zone is an arousing adventure when it’s Her Master’s Choice.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Meet-the-Author.jpg"><img alt="Meet the Author" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5610" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Meet-the-Author-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">Karen’s first three novels were historical fiction involving pre-colonial African explorers. Since she was always either accused or praised—depending on how you look at it—for writing overly steamy sex scenes, erotic romance was the natural next step.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">She currently has over 20 ménages with Siren Publishing.</div><div style="text-align: center;">She lives near Napa, California where she shoots archery, collects minerals, plays with her not-so-little Newfoundland pup, and does other “guy” things.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/excerpt.jpg"><img alt="excerpt" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5637" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/excerpt-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">And then his eyes met hers.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">The guitarist’s smoky eyes held a glimmer of acknowledgment, as though they had known each other before. Shannon tried to only briefly engage diners’ glances because she didn’t want to get drawn into long, trivial conversations with them.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">This time it was different. She met and held the musician’s warm, sly look. His eyes looked as though lined with kohl, his upper lip under the sparse Latin lover’s moustache full and bowed like a cherub’s. Women would kill for cheekbones like his, and he had a thoughtful, poetic aura as he slightly tilted his head and regarded her.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">She had no choice. She had to go to his table and acknowledge that he’d engaged her.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">Luckily he was sitting one table down from the commander in chief, who really seemed to be getting off on that hand-cut pasta. The President hadn’t even touched his water glass, he was so intent on rolling the slimy mushrooms around in his mouth. Good.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">“Hi,” Shannon said experimentally. It wouldn’t hurt if Reagan saw her chatting it up with diners. In addition to handing out stars for excellence, Hamsun rated each restaurant in slightly lesser categories such as ambience and service. These were notated as one to four fourches, or forks, printed in bold pink if it was exceptional. Shannon had always had a bold pink fork for service. Ambience was never bolded, probably due to her sloppy chalkboard. “How is your meal? I see you selected a glass of Summerhawk cab. That’s my personal favorite, too.” It was. It really was.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">He didn’t seem concerned about his meal or his wine. “Are you Shannon Bloomfield?” His voice was deeply resonant, and it occurred to Shannon he could be an actor, too. Actors dressed flamboyantly hip like that sometimes.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">“Yes. I am.”</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">He grinned crookedly. “I was just wondering if I should order the flan.”</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">Shit! He was referring to that whole Hamsun debacle a year ago—and within earshot of the new rater! Instinctively, Shannon tried to stand between him and the Teflon President, who luckily didn’t seem to have heard. “Oh, that! I personally think we were just having an off day. Every other reviewer gave our flan top rating. We don’t even serve it anymore.”</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">“But you should keep serving it, to prove that rater wrong.”</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">Shannon changed the subject. “I see you’re having the grilled squid. That’s our special tonight—we change our menu weekly.” She wanted to make sure Reagan heard that, but he appeared to have his mouth and concentration buried in the lamb with roasted garlic sauce.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">The musician disregarded her promotional skills. “Are you married, Shannon?”</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">What the fuck? What the hell does that have to do with anything? I like self-confident, but this guy is a bit too arrogant for his own good! However, she had to be gracious within earshot of the alleged rater. “No, I’m not. This restaurant is my life. I’d never have time to get married. You know, to some of us who are dedicated to pairing opposing flavors and using ingredients at their absolute peak—”</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">“You should.” The musician regarded her levelly, utterly fearless and confident. “You’re a stunning woman, but your inner glow would burst forth more freely if you just let loose and allowed yourself to get properly fucked once in awhile.”</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">Shannon was struck mute. The young couple at the next table were, too. They both swiveled their heads, their eyes widening in shock. And, naturally, The Gipper had heard the entire thing, too. Lamb actually fell from his mouth onto his plate, tumbling along with a few peas. His Superman hair gleamed in the romantic candlelight.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">Once Shannon determined the musician had actually said what she thought he had, she had to respond politely. Maybe he was from a rival restaurant and wanted to ruin her second chance at regaining her star. She moved her mouth, hoping something halfway mannerly would come out. “Uh. Yes. That probably never hurts anything, now, does it? However, I do date someone. He’s very supportive of my free-form plating and my unique—ah, here he is now.”</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">Shannon for once bought a break when this guy she’d dated about three times breezed through the doorway. She hadn’t seen Tom Bukowski’s name on the reservation list, yet here he was, happily striding toward her with open arms. He was a chef at another no-starred Berkeley restaurant and he really did nothing for her. She was going to tell Tom she was too busy to date just because they had no chemistry. Tom was definitely “bro zoned.” Men were never interested in being only friends, but he sure did come in handy right now.</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">The musician looked at Tom with disgust, his upper lip trembling. “I said properly fucked, Shannon.”</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">Oh my God. 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Ellington <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJr1KAqY5sVX-LfVvzMIIoWH0CL0i_gAhE_fPr2sqZSYee8Pj6W5p2bd_TquHwKwpkN6p6wf2-ce_q0QI-1WX4eu3RySu0TOpMoAj9gAfg2OT4AEXzzcYtL02tJknSEzezNQvYAzmbZ7HD/s1600/release+day+banner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="background-color: white; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: black;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJr1KAqY5sVX-LfVvzMIIoWH0CL0i_gAhE_fPr2sqZSYee8Pj6W5p2bd_TquHwKwpkN6p6wf2-ce_q0QI-1WX4eu3RySu0TOpMoAj9gAfg2OT4AEXzzcYtL02tJknSEzezNQvYAzmbZ7HD/s320/release+day+banner.jpg" height="213" width="320" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white;"><br /></span> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvU5gouWcm_rrav5Fqfck8gqQwjqFXINH14-1xmdhs087IyPDJWBi2QGis4cFivqcOBwUt_zzSfZK3bJe4RSCcSHZpCGBDd_ii3BnviLC0S1AuYWsQg2mrtrf2-1Fm21cTAhAB8ZK4EdaM/s1600/unnamed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="background-color: white; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: black;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvU5gouWcm_rrav5Fqfck8gqQwjqFXINH14-1xmdhs087IyPDJWBi2QGis4cFivqcOBwUt_zzSfZK3bJe4RSCcSHZpCGBDd_ii3BnviLC0S1AuYWsQg2mrtrf2-1Fm21cTAhAB8ZK4EdaM/s320/unnamed.jpg" height="320" width="213" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white;"><br /></span> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Times New Roman;"> </span></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="background-color: white;"></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white;"><br /></span></div><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"></span></span> <span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"></span></span> <span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"></span></span><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Harrington; font-size: 15pt; line-height: 115%;">Unsettled by S.C. Ellington<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Times New Roman;"> </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Times New Roman;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: center;"><b style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Harrington; line-height: 115%;">Release Day: 10<sup>th</sup> December 2013</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Times New Roman;"> </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Times New Roman;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Bradley Hand ITC"; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 30.66666603088379px;"><span style="font-family: Harrington; font-size: 20pt;"><span style="background-color: white; color: black;">Synopsis</span></span></span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 19px; text-align: left;">After a horrific breakup with her long time boyfriend, Brooklyn Caldwell is completely disenchanted with the notion of mingling with the opposite sex. Damon Williams had been everything she thought she wanted…until he wasn’t.</span></div><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 19px;"><br /></span></span></div><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 19px; text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;">In an attempt to escape her heartbreaking past, Brooklyn seeks refuge in bustling Washington DC where she folds into the fast paced society unnoticed…until she meets a young entrepreneur, Logan Colton.</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 19px;"><br /></span></div><span style="line-height: 19px; text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;">Brooklyn is surprised to find that while she has been successful in keeping the opposite sex at bay, somehow she is defenseless against Logan’s confidence and charm—and it doesn’t hurt that he is absurdly beautiful. While thrilled with Logan’s candor, Brooklyn hesitates, as she can’t seem to move past the heartache that she suffered at the hands of Damon.</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 19px;"><br /></span></div><span style="line-height: 19px; text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;">As much as Logan didn’t plan on pursuing her, he is drawn to Brooklyn’s muted beauty and her witty persona. For all his success, Logan is ensnared in the coveted world of unequivocal wealth and power, but behind closed doors is taunted by demons and an undeniable need to atone for a monumental mistake.</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 19px;"><br /></span></div><span style="line-height: 19px; text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;">As the two embark on a tumultuous obstacle course saturated with unknown twists and turns, Brooklyn is left to question whether she can endure the journey ahead.</div></span></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5X8F7YwNGfHeXDds4asQr8leRews0IRBMcy0Q475HKRVkdv4gn7AyAw1IysAjnKEPpjWRXXJSi9Qc0zCs0id9XCudN1pY2sVx14KINfRzcDXIIXQ2fr7yE_Z_t_VC8JTi1780uEIjTVjs/s400/Unsettled+full+jacket.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5X8F7YwNGfHeXDds4asQr8leRews0IRBMcy0Q475HKRVkdv4gn7AyAw1IysAjnKEPpjWRXXJSi9Qc0zCs0id9XCudN1pY2sVx14KINfRzcDXIIXQ2fr7yE_Z_t_VC8JTi1780uEIjTVjs/s400/Unsettled+full+jacket.png" height="286" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 19px; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18485102-unsettled?ac=1"><span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-juTpsi_-lWE/UotBcbnu5aI/AAAAAAAACY8/m4xKGYa2BSA/s1600/download+(2).jpg" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><b><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Bradley Hand ITC"; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Harrington; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="background-color: white; color: black;">Excerpt</span></span></span></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><b><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Bradley Hand ITC"; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Harrington; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="background-color: white; color: black;"><br /></span></span></span></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 19px; text-indent: 28.79px;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">"I couldn’t breathe. I saw her below me. I couldn’t make out her face, but I knew she was someone close. Something was wrapped around her ankles, I thrust myself deeper into the darkness. The salty red water was all around me. Claps of thunder rang in my ears, but I plunged further into the bottomless abyss. Intense fear gripped my heart valve so tightly I thought it would burst, but I knew she needed me."</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 19px; text-indent: 28.79px;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 19px; text-indent: 28.79px;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 19px; text-indent: 28.79px;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/Rd5MiOfUNfU?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 19px; text-indent: 28.79px;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 19px; text-indent: 28.79px;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><b><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Bradley Hand ITC"; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 30.66666603088379px;"><span style="font-family: Harrington; font-size: 20pt;"><span style="background-color: white; color: black;">Meet the Author</span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><b><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Bradley Hand ITC"; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 30.66666603088379px;"><span style="font-family: Harrington; font-size: 20pt;"><span style="background-color: white; color: black;"><br /></span></span></span></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">S.C. Ellington is an up and coming author who enjoys expressing her creativity through frequently writing adult, contemporary romance novels that readers can relate to, but more importantly, enjoy.</span></div><div style="border: 0px currentcolor; line-height: 18px; margin-top: 10px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Aside from writing, Ellington enjoys curling up with her e-reader and absorbing herself in novels loaded with emotion, desire, and passion. 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secrets meant to be kept—hidden away where nobody can discover the truth. Adrian O’Donnell (aka: Dre Donley) is no exception. Dre spins tales and half-truths like it’s his job, keeping the reality of his past buried deep within each lie he fabricates. On the other hand, Kathryn Howell is the exception to the rule. She’s a straight-shooter, a tell-it-like-it-is, no filter kind of girl.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Kathryn’s honesty and straightforwardness is the ultimate turn on for a guy like Dre. He’s never met someone so sincere, so full of truth and innocence. Their chemistry is unavoidable, their connection, magnetic. When Dre sets out to make Kathryn fall for him, he doesn’t realize the grave mistake he’s making. Kathryn’s strength and convictions do not falter, even for an irresistible man like Dre. When his past resurfaces, and the lies come tumbling forth, Kathryn must decide if his deceit and betrayal can be forgiven or if the damage is irreparable. Will the truth ultimately destroy the relationship that neither one of them could deny or even attempt to resist?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">This novel is for mature readers only, due to language and sexual content.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Meet-the-Author.jpg"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><img alt="Meet the Author" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5610" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Meet-the-Author-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Who is Angelisa Stone?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Angelisa Stone is a typical Midwestern wife and mom, frazzled by parenting and housework, and overwhelmed with sports schedules, doctor appointments, and three-dimensional creative projects due “tomorrow morning.” Angelisa dreams of white sandy beaches, clear-blue waters, and Midori coladas in hand, but realizes that her loving husband and four not-so-perfect children are her real dreams-come-true. Writing and reading are her passions, and she hopes (and prays with her fingers tightly crossed) that readers will find enjoyment and escape through her words and characters.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/excerpt.jpg"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><img alt="excerpt" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-5637" src="http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/excerpt-1024x265.jpg" height="126" width="490" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I’m speechless. Kathryn thinks I don’t want her. She thinks that I’m not into this. Holy fuck, those thoughts have got to end now, right fucking now. I grab her forcefully around the waist, yanking her against my body. Her eyes widen, and her breath catches.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“Listen to me, last night was…was…a fluke. Nobody’s leaving this room tonight. This room, that bed, my body…everything in here tonight will be for your pleasure…tonight you’re going to learn the real meaning of pleasure,” I state, taking back my authority, knowing exactly what I’m about to do to her.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I lean in to kiss her, purposefully missing her lips and connecting with her neck. I suck the skin of her neck into my mouth, using just enough pressure for her to feel it, to ignite her inside, but not enough to leave a mark on her gorgeous, flawless skin. I continue to kiss her neck, working my way around to the back of her. When I’m completely behind her, I kiss and bite her shoulders, easing the red straps down off of her shoulders and arms, finding her second tattoo, a small four-leaf clover on her right shoulder blade. Talk about getting lucky.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">The dress slides down her body, pooling around her feet. There is nothing sexier than a braless, confident woman. I continue kissing her bare back, wrapping my arm around the front of her to cup her breast in my hand. Her nipple is hard against my palm. I watch as tiny goose bumps cover her arms; I trail a finger along her arms, knowing the effect it’s having on her.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I back away, “Turn around, Kathryn…slowly. I want to see you.” Kathryn spins agonizingly slow, wearing nothing but a black lace thong and black heels. “Stunning.”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Without any prompt from me, Kathryn steps over the dress, and shimmies her underwear down, standing naked and self-assured in front me. She walks over to me and finishes unfastening the buttons on my shirt. With my shirt open, she slides the material off of me. I step back and take my t-shirt off immediately, dying to feel her bare breasts against my skin.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">As I reach for her, she holds her hand out, stopping me from coming any closer. “Not just my pleasure tonight, Dre,” she says, running her hand down my chest to the waistband of my pants. “Our pleasure.”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I nod, knowing that there’s no going back. Kathryn Howell has possessed me. She’s so much a part of me that I don’t know how I’ve even survived this long without her. I spent the last month worrying that I was going to break her, destroy her. But, I now know how wrong I was. 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