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RELEASE BLITZ + REVIEW & GIVEAWAY: CHECKED INTO LOVE (Bachelorette Party #2) by Rochelle Paige

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Series: Bachelorette Party #2

Author: Rochelle Paige

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: April 4, 2017

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Synopsis
 

Cecily Thompson swore off men a year ago.

There’s only been one man who’s tempted her to end the drought… hockey hottie Jason Campbell. He had her rethinking her stance on dating, but a misunderstanding quickly sent her running in the opposite direction.

Jason hasn’t been able to get Cecily off his mind.

Not a single night has gone by without dreams of the fiery redhead he met in a bar months ago. When he finally sees her again at a friend’s bachelorette party, he’s ready to do what it takes to keep her right where she belongs… by his side.

Checked Into Love can be read as a standalone. Each book in the Bachelorette Party series features a different couple. And if you’ve read the Blythe College series, you’ll see some familiar faces from there, too!

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Who in the hell did he think he was? He might have been the hottest guy I’d ever seen in my life—one who’d messed with my head enough to make my self-imposed break from men last ridiculously long, even though my career was flourishing—but that didn’t mean he had the right to tell me what to do.

“Why the fuck wouldn’t I? I’m not your girlfriend. I’m just some woman you talked to for a few hours nine months ago. I’m surprised you even remember my name.”

“I remember a fuck of a lot more than your name, Cecily,” he rumbled.

“Cee-Cee,” I snapped. “Nobody but my family calls me Cecily.”

“If you didn’t want me to think of you that way, you shouldn’t have introduced yourself to me as Cecily.”

He made an excellent point, one I’d wondered about myself quite a few times. I never gave my full name when I met new people, not even in a professional setting. Yet, that’s exactly what I’d done with him. I’d been surprised when my name had slipped out of my mouth back then, and I still wasn’t sure why I’d done it, except that it had felt right at the moment.

Maybe it was because I’d wanted him to see me as a Cecily, a woman who was more mysterious and sophisticated than fun-loving Cee-Cee. Or it could have just been because Cecily sounded sexier than Cee-Cee. Either way, it apparently hadn’t mattered because he’d easily forgotten about my existence in the few minutes I was in the bathroom.

“Fine,” I huffed. “You can call me whatever you want, but it doesn’t change the fact that I’m nobody important to you.”

“Only because you pulled a disappearing act on me!”

His deep blue eyes flared, in what looked like barely suppressed rage mixed with a hint of hurt. But that didn’t make any sense considering what I’d seen with my own two eyes that night. “I didn’t think you’d care. You seemed happy enough with that brunette at the bar when I came out of the bathroom.”

“The brunette at the bar,” he echoed softly, the anger in his expression oddly replaced by a flash of humor as he chuckled wryly. “All that time, wasted over a simple misunderstanding. It fucking figures.”

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“Classic love, fun, romance, and more romance. Shoot there was even a little bromance in here to.” – Reading By The Book (Mayas)

“Checked Into Love by Rochelle Paige was such a fun read.” Reader Review

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Yay!!! Two Bachelorette Party books in almost one month! Talk about happy times!!!

Rochelle Paige gave us her amazing usual, because Checked into light is all light, low angst, insta-love/lust, sweet and ultra sexy to the very last word. 

Jason and Cee Cee, are one of my favorite of Rochelle’s main characters, both strong and loving, funny and thoughtful, that are deeply captivated from their very first glance and lost for ever to the other, even if it took them a while to find each other again, lol…

The author’s way to balance all these elements and give us a fast paced and well developed little treat is exactly the reason why I get so excited upon a announcement – or even just an hint – of one of her releases. Therefore, now that I devoured this one, I’m already keeping an eye out for next. Please give us Jake soon!!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

“I’ve spent nine months thinking about you. How devoted do you think I’ll be if I actually have you, the real thing, in my life?”

“How’d you get so good at this relationship stuff?”
 “I met you.”

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About the Author

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Rochelle Paige is the Amazon bestselling author of nineteen books. She absolutely adores reading and her friends growing up used to tease her when she trailed after them, trying to read and walk at the same time. She loves stories with alpha males, sassy heroines, hot sex and happily ever afters. She is a bit of a genre hopper in both her reading and her writing. So far she’s written books in several romance sub-genres including new adult, contemporary, paranormal and romantic suspense.

She is the mother of two wonderful sons who inspired her to chase her dream of being an author. She wants them to learn from her that you can live your dream as long as you are willing to work for it.

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FORBIDDEN PRINCESS

Series: The Princess #4

Author: Alexa Riley 

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: March 14, 2017

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Synopsis

Tabitha is destined to marry a king and unite her powerful family with another. But she’s never been one to do what she’s told, and she’s decided to make her own destiny.

Vlad has devoted his life to guarding his king and never thought about taking a wife. But all bets are off when a sassy, dark-haired princess appears.

These two are hot and fast, but when Tabby’s parents step in, things get messy. Can they forgo tradition and make their own way, or will the divide break them?

Warning: Okay, okay…stop asking. They get their story. Happy now?

 

 

 

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*Tabby*

Putting one last curl into Al’s hair, I step back and take a look at my handiwork.
“You look like a hooker. One of those American ones,” I tease her, smiling. I think we nailed it. My obsession with my favorite movie Pretty Woman gave me the idea to go with a Vivian Ward look. I love doing Al’s hair, but she hardly lets me anymore. It’s not like when we were little and I did it every day before she learned to do it herself.
She doesn’t like her long blonde locks, but I love them. They always make me think of a fairy tale, which seems appropriate since we are both princesses.
“As long as I don’t have to dress like a hooker, it’s perfect,” she tells me, making me laugh. I don’t think I could get Alena to show that much skin, even if I held her down and put the outfit on her myself.
“I say keep it simple on the outfit.” I walk over to the bed, picking up a dress I know will look perfect on her. I talked her into getting it forever ago, but it’s sat in the back of her closet since then. “This.”
I hold up the green dress, knowing it will make her blonde hair even brighter. She might not like her hair, but I think it makes her shine like a star. Plus, the dress is somewhat modest, coming to her knees, with little capped sleeves. It will look perfect on her. Maybe a little too perfect for our plans though. This dress might not scare away her future husband.
“I can’t wear that. I’ll have to wear heels.”
I have to stifle a laugh. Alena is the worst in heels. It’s actually pretty comical to see her in them. Like a little baby deer learning to walk.
“Yep. I’ve seen you in heels. You’re a walking accident waiting to happen. So heels it is.”
I pick up a pair of black heels that will go well with the dress. The point is to make her seem like a mess if we want to scare away the man demanding her hand in marriage. The man who will take my sister away from me. It’s always been the two of us. I still remember when Mom brought her home from the hospital. I thought she’d be mine to take care of, to protect from the crappy-ish parents we had, and that’s what I did. And that’s what I’m doing today.
We are going to send this potential husband running for the hills. Though after the picture I saw of him, I’m not sure he’s ever run from anything in his life. He has his sights set on my sweet, innocent little sister, and I don’t know if he can be stopped. She’s too soft for a man who looks like he could rip someone in half with his bare hands.
Handing her the heels, I grab my own dress. Unlike Al, I love dressing up. Hair, makeup, and clothes have been my obsession since I could walk. I slip on the tight red dress and pull at it a little to make sure it’s all in place.
“Wait, are you trying to get his attention so he’ll marry you? I thought we were scaring him off,” Alena says.
I watch as panic lights up her face. I did try and take Al’s place when I found out someone had called for her hand in marriage. I knew she didn’t want to get married, just like me. At least not to a king. I don’t want to spend the rest of my life as royalty. I want something more simple. But for Alena I’d do anything, including asking if I could take her place. I was older and had been asked multiple times, but each time, my parents turned them down. The one good thing they’d ever done for me. But when King Roman called for Al, our parents jumped all over it and he would have no one but her. From my understanding I don’t think trying to get him to look at me could possibly work. He was intent on having Alena. The only thing we could do was make him think she wasn’t that great of a catch. It’s all we could come up with. Though I have a feeling this isn’t going to work. Alena never gets how much she really glows without even trying.
But I can’t help but wonder at the look on her face. Is there jealousy there? Maybe she likes the king a little more than she’s willing to admit aloud.
“Whatever you want,” I tell her. Because I will do whatever she needs me to do. We always do that for each other. We’re a team. A team that is about to be split up.
“Girls!” my mom yells before the door opens. “Let’s go.” She gives us a glance to make sure we look presentable because that’s all she cares about. She turns and heads out of the room, a glass full of wine in hand like always. Hopefully she’s had enough to not be a total pain-in-the-ass tonight.
I watch Alena slip on the heels and almost fall over. I snort, unable to help myself, while putting my own on.
“Come on.” I lock my arm with hers to help her walk so she doesn’t hurt herself before we even get there. We make our way towards the great room with only a few minor stumbles along the way.
“I don’t know if I can do this,” Al whispers. I hate the tremble in her voice. It makes a protectiveness rise up in me “I’m so shy. I don’t know if I can make a fool of myself.”
“I’ll be right here. We’ve got this,” I reassure her.
I’m not going anywhere, and I’ll be right here to make a fool of myself right along with her. Hopefully this king will think we’re a hot mess and run for the hills, wanting nothing to do with us. She looks up at me and nods.
When we turn the corner into the great room we both freeze. Everyone looks at us, but my eyes go to one spot, and I feel every part of my body come alive.
“Holy fuck,” I whisper to myself.
The man standing against the far wall has his eyes trained on me. They are the greenest I’ve ever seen in my life. His giant arms are folded over his chest, and I know instantly from his stance he’s a guard. He’s built like a tank, with big muscles and a wide chest. His hair is so thick and dark, I know our babies would have hair just like him. Oh. My. God. I can’t believe I had that thought.
As if he can read my mind, a smirk pulls at his full lips.
Someone steps in front of him, blocking my view. I don’t know if I’m thankful for that or not. It’s then I notice it’s Roman. His eyes are focused fully on my sister. He looks almost angry. It’s then I realize it’s because she’s looking where I was looking. At the mystery man with green eyes. I can see jealousy written all over Roman’s face.
“Sweetheart, this is King Roman,” I hear our mother say.
I glance over at her and see she’s got a giant smile on her face. She’s all too happy to pass her daughter off so easily. She doesn’t care if Alena even wants to go. No, not my mother. I stare at her for a moment, and for the first time, I really feel hate for her.
Lost in my reverie, I miss Roman come flying across the room. He grabs Alena, who was tripping over her own shoes. He pulls her towards him, and I watch my sister melt into him as if she’s done it a thousand times.
I glance back to my mystery man, who’s now moved closer. He stares right at me. I feel like he can see though my clothes. His gaze roams over me as if he owns me, as if he has personal knowledge of my body. I’m used to men looking at me, but this feels different. I know he wants me, but it’s more than that. He wants to own me. The thought should piss me off. It’s why I’ve never liked this arranged marriage crap. A man showing up and taking me just isn’t going to happen. But why now, with this stranger, am I feeling a tingling all over my body at the thought?
“Hi,” I hear Al say, and it pulls my eyes reluctantly away from the man.
Her voice is awkward and doesn’t sound anything like her. I can’t help but snort. I know the sound gets her, because she starts to fight a laugh.
“Tabby,” she says, her eyes still locked with Roman’s. I’m a little shocked she’s holding his stare. “I think our plan is working.”
His eyes narrow on her. It takes everything in me not to burst into laughter. I can feel my body shaking, wanting to let the laughter go, but I fight it back.
“You can’t say that out loud. He can hear you,” I say out of the corner of my mouth, but I know everyone can hear me.
I sneak a glance at my green-eyed mystery man, wanting to focus my attention on him again, wanting to make sure those eyes are still on me. Damn, maybe I’m starting to feel that ownership crap, too. Yep, eyes still on me, only this time he’s smiling at me. It makes him not look so deadly. Unlike Alena, I can’t hold a stare, so I look away, feeling my face heat at being caught ogling him. I’m never shy, but something about him makes me feel that way.
“Roman.” My mystery man speaks for the first time. “I think she’s good.” I glance back to Alena, who’s still in King Roman’s arms, feet dangling off the ground. He places her on her feet and takes a step back. I can tell he’s fighting it. He doesn’t want to let her go.
“Tabby?” Roman says my nickname but doesn’t look at me. He won’t look away from his betrothed.
“No, I’m Alena.” My sister corrects him like she thinks it’s an honest mistake. Yeah right, this man knows who she is. If I had to guess, from the way he’s acting he knows everything about her.
“I know who you are, my princess.” He looks over at me, taking his eyes off Alena for the first time since we walked into the room. “Tabitha.” He says my full name this time. Only Alena calls me Tabby. “Can you take my princess to her room to remove these ridiculous shoes before she hurts herself?”
“Hey, she isn’t my servant,” Al snaps at him, and I watch her square her shoulders in a very un-Alena-like way.
“I help Alena with stuff all the time.” I jump in. Maybe if he thinks she needs me, I can go with them when they marry. It would be a fight with my parents because they want to marry me off, too, but Roman is very powerful. Alena frowns at my random comment, clearly not getting it. I can tell this man will do anything to have her, so maybe now I can convince him that I need to go with her. That’s what’s really been bothering us this whole time—the thought of no longer having each other. It’s always been Al and me.
“Then help her remove the layer of what’s painted on her face as well,” Roman adds.
Alena takes a step back from him, and I think she wants to smack him. She isn’t seeing what I’m seeing. I’m guessing he’s seen pictures of her before and he wants that Al. Not this made-up one we created in hopes of scaring him away. I kind of like that.
“Alena. Do as you’re told,” our mother half-whispers, half-scolds. Her scolding tone is no different, even in front of a king. I can’t fight my eye roll.
Roman turns to look at our mother. Her face is scrunched, and I can tell she’s pissed. We’re going to get it later.
“You don’t give her orders. She will be Queen in one week’s time. She doesn’t take orders.” Roman’s voice is stern and final. He just gave her a command, and it will be followed. He earned a few points in my book right there. He stood up for her and put our mother in her place.
“Except from you, I guess,” I hear Alena say, looking down at the floor and taking another step back from Roman. Clearly she’s trying to get space from him.
“All your whispers are too loud. Keep them in your head,” I tell her, a little too loudly myself. Crap, we are terrible at this.
“Alena,” Roman says, drawing our attention. He doesn’t look mad. In fact, he looks like he’s fighting a smile. Yep, we are definitely terrible at this.
“Please.” The word, laced with urgency, comes from his lips, and I can tell it’s not a word he uses often.
Al grabs my hand and pulls me from the room, clearly wanting to escape. I glance back over my shoulder to my mystery man. I don’t know his name, but from the look on his face, I don’t think I will ever escape him.

 

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Aren’t these ladies amazing?! First, To conclude this already awesome series, they give us the book we begged for, and second they top it of by creating it and delivering what was for me the best story of the series!!! So in love with Vlad and Tabby! Wow… <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

“I know who you are.” Her breath hitches as the steel length of my cock moves between her legs.
“I’m yours,” I say simply and tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. Then I lean in and put my lips against the shell of it. “And you’re mine.”

The powerful beat of my heart connects with hers in that moment, and time stands still. Our pleasures mold together into one, and I feel my soul find its other half.

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About the Author


Alexa Riley is two sassy friends who got together and wrote some dirty books. They are both married moms of two who love football, donuts, and obsessed book heroes.

They specialize in insta-love, over-the-top, sweet, and cheesy love stories that don’t take all year to read. If you want something SAFE, short, and always with a happily ever after, then Alexa Riley is for you!

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RELEASE BLITZ + REVIEW: HIS PRINCESS (The Princess #1) by Alexa Riley

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HIS PRINCESS

Series: The Princess #1

Author: Alexa Riley 

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: February 21, 2016

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Alena is a princess, and with that comes responsibility. Like marrying the giant caveman King Roman, who looks more like a warrior than a ruler. Everything about him is intense. Especially the way he looks at her. But she’s been promised to him, and there’s no way out.

Roman took one look and made up his mind. Princess Alena will be his and no one will stop him from taking her. Everything about her belongs to him now, and waiting one week for a wedding isn’t going to happen.

This beast of a man might just claim his princess before she has a chance to say “I do.”

Warning: Oh, this is good. It’s so, so good. Trust us.

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Chapter 1

*Alena*

 

“Is that him?” Tabby asks as she comes up behind me to get a better look. Her long dark hair tumbles onto my shoulder as she peers at my laptop screen. It’s as if she’s never seen the man in question. Everyone knows who King Roman is. Well, if you’re royalty you do. Right now, there’s not a royal alive who doesn’t know who he is, because he’s decided to take a wife. A wife of his choosing, and I’ve been chosen.
It’s the fate of someone with my bloodline. I don’t get a choice on who I get to marry, so when my family was presented with the arrangement, it was decided behind closed doors, and papers were signed. I’m officially the promised bride to the King, and that’s that.
I look at my future husband, and there’s no missing that Roman is a born leader. It radiates off him in commanding waves. I can even feel it through my computer screen. Though I’m not sure if he should be sitting on a throne or leading an army of men into battle. From the look on his face, you would think he was a warrior.
He’s nothing but lines and fierce angles. The man is well over six feet tall and then some. In his pictures he even towers over some of his own security. His hair is dark as night and comes to his collar, but it does little to hide his eyes, which are just as black. He’s not lean either. He’s thick and broad like a rugby player, and I can see why the public has nicknamed him The Wall. He radiates strength and power, and my hand is shaky as I click the next image.
“Tabby. I can’t marry him,” I plead with my sister.
I don’t even know how I was chosen over her. Tabby is the one men flock to. Her beauty lights up a room. I look nothing like my family.
Somehow I ended up barely over five foot with blonde hair, blue eyes, and the fairest skin. My sister, on the other hand, like the rest of my family, is almost six foot and has long black hair, deep green eyes and skin that looks like the sun kisses it every day.
I stand out in a way I don’t like. I’ve felt like I don’t belong since birth, but Tabby would never make me feel that way.
She wraps her arms around me from behind, both of us still staring at the screen. “I tried,” she says, making me gasp. I turn around and look at her.
Tabby is dreading getting married, probably because my parents have been talking about her marriage since she could walk. The worst part is, she doesn’t even want to marry royalty. In fact, she despises the idea. If it was up to her she’d have a little cottage with twenty kids and a brute of a husband. Yes, a brute. One too many romance novels and now Tabby is in love with cavemen. “I knew you wouldn’t want this.” She shakes her head. “I’m sorry, Al.”
“I can’t believe you’d do that for me.”
“You know I’d do anything for you. I’m your big sister. It’s my job.” She pulls on a strand of my hair. “I was hoping that maybe if he had agreed to marry me instead, I could bring you with me. But to be honest, I don’t even think they asked him.” She walks over to my bed and plops down on it. “He wants you.”
“Maybe. Maybe I can ask to take you with me,” I try. If I get married to this man and have to leave home, it wouldn’t be so bad if I had Tabby with me. Because when I talk about home, I don’t mean the one my parents made for us. I mean Tabby is my home. The thought of us being apart is something I don’t want to face.
“Yeah, right.”
I knew that wouldn’t be possible before the words left my mouth. Tabby is my parents’ golden ticket. She’s had so many offers of marriage we’ve lost count. But my parents turned them all down. Never rich enough, never had enough status or power. Tabby is twenty-four and still unmarried. That isn’t normal. I’m barely marrying age. I thought I had more time and even thought maybe I would never be asked. I’d hoped that I could just go wherever Tabby went.
But to my—and my parents’—shock, I was chosen. And by someone with a lot of power and money.
I turn back to my laptop, forcing myself to look at my future. Not only is Roman intimidating, the word is he rules with an iron fist. I click through pictures of him and never once do I encounter one where he’s smiling. His face is always straight and stoic, even in the pictures of him as a little boy with his mother and father.
I don’t know how long I scroll though the pictures when Tabby interrupts me. “Who’s that?” she asks, and I jump. I didn’t even feel her come up behind me.
“Princess Kaul,” I say, glancing down at the print under the picture. “Looks like they are on a date at some ball. She’s pretty,” I mutter, feeling a pang of jealousy that my husband—future husband, I correct—was out with another woman not even a month ago.
“Meh,” my sister says dismissively. “Who knows if she’s really pretty once you wipe all that shit off her face.”
I giggle.
“Why didn’t he just marry her?”
“Maybe he got all that make-up off and ran for the hills. Maybe she’s annoying. Maybe she chews with her mouth open. Who knows.”
“But he’s going to marry me without even meeting me. What if I do all that stuff? I can do all that stuff.” I turn in my chair. “Layer my face up, stuff my mouth with food so he can see every chomp. And we both know my laugh is the worst.”
“It is pretty bad,” Tabby agrees, grinning.
It’s not that it sounds funny, it’s just kinda loud. Really loud. Maybe a little infectious, too, because a few times I’ve started laughing, then Tabby and I are laughing about my laugh, and this will go on for five minutes. It drives my parents nuts, which is an added bonus.
Tabby’s eyes light up at a thought. “He’s coming for dinner.”
My shoulders drop. I don’t know why she’s excited about that.
“Maybe you can make a fool of yourself. Make him realize that you aren’t the one he wants!” Tabby jumps up, and I can see this plan is already in motion.


 
 
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Whom of you have never dreamt of having your very own Prince Charming – an OTT obsessed alpha version, of course, lol – coming to sweep you of your feet and stealing you. Oh, and have his wicked way with you, in the HOTTEST and more delicious ways?! Well if your that girl, Alexa Riley made your dream come true for Alena! She is one lucky Princess!

Can’t wait to see what comes next in this ‘modern fairytale’ trilogy! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 

“Roman, we’re in a room full of people,” I remind him breathlessly. “They are all watching us.”
“Yes, they are watching The Wall crumble for his queen.”

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About the Author


Alexa Riley is two sassy friends who got together and wrote some dirty books. They are both married moms of two who love football, donuts, and obsessed book heroes.

They specialize in insta-love, over-the-top, sweet, and cheesy love stories that don’t take all year to read. If you want something SAFE, short, and always with a happily ever after, then Alexa Riley is for you!

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STEALING CHRISTMAS

Author: Alexa Riley

Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance

Release Date: November 29, 2016

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Christmas Winter is lucky she loves this time of year, because her name didn’t give her much of a choice. She’s always bubbly and happy. So when she takes a job as an elf in the mall, she’s excited to spread some cheer. But Christmas could never expect what happens when she catches the eye of a stranger.

Nicholas Light owns everything he sees, and when his eyes land on the new elf in his mall’s Santa exhibit, he knows she’s no different. There’s something about her sweet innocence that he has to have, and he’ll concoct a plan to make that happen.

Warning: Grab your jingle bells and swing them over your head… This holiday quickie is gonna light up your Noel. Okay, none of that made sense. But it sounded festive, right? This book is adorable, and you’ll love it. Just don’t get tinsel stuck in the wrong places. Trust us.

 

 
 

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CHRISTMAS has come earlier this year with our naughty duo, Alexa Riley!!!

Stealing Christmas was such a sweet smutty holiday tale! It really leaves feeling warm and fuzzy, in the best and naughtiest of days!

As per AR’s tradition, we have a sweet insta-love story – which I love – where Nicholas Light takes a look at one of his mall employees, and even through a simple image on the his screen he knows he must have her as his own, that she is special.

I’d never heard her speak a word, and yet I knew she was kind. I’d never felt her touch, yet I knew she was tender and sweet. I’d never kissed her lips, yet I knew that she was the one.

Special is indeed the perfect word to describe Christmas White! She loves the holidays and adores spreading the holiday spirit and joy to all of those around her, specially now that she is for the first time alone, so this pleasure is what gives her purpose and puts a smile in her face.

And this joyful and happy feeling is just what  Nic was lacking in his life. That and Christmas herself, of course, LOL! And that’s what he gets, because from the moment they meet for the first time, she’s just as enraptured by him as he is by her!

The pull between us is growing, and for a second my heart squeezes. It’s like I’ve been looking for my lost half and now here he is, standing in front of me. Which is insane, because I don’t even know him.

And we have the perfect AR’s smutty formula: insta-love, OTT alpha and lots of sweetness and steam filled moments to go around!!!  Add to that a lot of sparkle and snowy holiday spirit and we have a perfect holiday smutty novella, and that’s what we get with STEALING CHRISTMAS!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

I want you as my wife and the mother of my children because I’ve never met anyone I’ve wanted as much as I want you. I’ve never touched someone and had my whole world tipped upside down. I’ve never laid eyes on someone and instantly fallen in love. But the moment your eyes locked with mine, all of those things happened.”

“Did I ever tell you Christmas was my favorite holiday?”
“Brace yourself, baby. Every day is going to be Christmas now that I’ve stolen you.”

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Alexa Riley is two sassy friends who got together and wrote some dirty books. They are both married moms of two who love football, donuts, and obsessed book heroes.

They specialize in insta-love, over-the-top, sweet, and cheesy love stories that don’t take all year to read. If you want something SAFE, short, and always with a happily ever after, then Alexa Riley is for you!

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NOT SO TEMPORARILY MARRIED

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Zoe Elliot has resisted Landon Heath’s advances, only because he’s her boss and she needs her job to keep her work visa. But when she’s in danger of being deported, she agrees to his crazy suggestion of getting married… temporarily, of course.

Landon wants the beautiful Canadian for his own, and he’s not above using her situation to tie her to him—permanently. He knows he has to move quickly, before she realizes they’re not so temporarily married.

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I dug through the pile and found the envelope she was referring to at the bottom. It was impossible to miss with US Citizenship and Immigration Services listed on the upper left corner.

“Crap. Crap. Crap,” I chanted to myself as I tore it open. Then it turned to “fuck, fuck, fuck” as my heart dropped. I read through the letter quickly the first time around, and then much more slowly to make sure I wasn’t misunderstanding what it said. Unfortunately, the meaning didn’t change the second time around.

“I’m fucked,” I groaned.

“Not yet you aren’t,” Landon growled from the door as he barged into my office and slammed it shut. “If you were, I’d know it because I’d be the one doing the fucking.”

His raspy voice slid over my skin and heated it. Just the sound of him talking had my panties wet, and I’d been avoiding him all this time because I’d thought he’d be the reason why I had visa problems.

“All those wasted opportunities,” I muttered.

“Not wasted,” he corrected. “Foreplay.”

“I don’t have time for this right now, Landon. Not when my whole world is falling apart,” I cried, waving the letter in the air.

“You sound as bad as Samantha did when she told me to get my ass in here.” He tore it from my hands, and I dropped my head to my desk while he read through the letter.

“It’s just an additional interview, Zoe,” he said soothingly, in a failed attempt to calm me down.

“My visa was approved by an immigration officer at the border two months ago. It was easy peasy. I showed him my TN visa application letter, my bachelor’s degree, and my passport. I answered some questions about how long I planned to stay in the country. About how often I planned to go home to see my family. Boom, I was approved. Which means they shouldn’t have any additional questions for me,” I retorted as I jumped to my feet and paced back and forth. “Except, someone apparently has it in for me since they received a tip that I lied about my intent to stay here for only three years. Who would do something like that?”

“Calm the fuck down,” he ordered, as though it was that simple.

“Calm down?” I parroted. “That’s easy for you to say since you’re not the one in danger of being deported!”

“Neither are you.”

“I beg to differ”—I stormed towards him and jabbed my finger in his chest, absently noticing how firm it was—“since an appointment at an immigration field office sure sounds like the start to yanking my work visa to me.”

“You know what?” he drawled. “Don’t calm down. Feel free to freak the fuck out because in the end that will work out even better for me.”

“What in the heck are you talking about?”

“I’m talking about you and me, Zoe. You’ve been denying what’s happening between us for two, fucking long as hell months,” he growled, his eyes lit with determination. “You’ve used your work visa as an excuse to keep yourself away from me. Well guess what, Blondie? Giving in to me is your way out of this mess.”

“I still have absolutely no idea what you mean. Maybe you can dumb it down for me since I’m blonde and all,” I muttered sarcastically, not a big fan of his nickname for me.

“Fine,” he bit out. “I’ll make it as simple as one word—marriage.”

“What? No,” I gasped. “We haven’t even been out on a date!”

“And whose fault is that?” he countered. “It certainly wasn’t for a lack of trying on my part. If I’d had my way, you wouldn’t have a single doubt about how damn serious I am.”

 

 

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Super sweet, super HOT and super quick/short read, that’s what we get with Not So Temporarily Married! It was indeed all around SUPER and classic Fiona Davenport! <3

Zoe, a recently graduated architectural Canadian designer decided to take a bet and spread her wings into Uncle Sam’s lands. Luck was on her side and she landed her first job working for an established and prestigious architectural/construction firm. But it is clear from the very first day that she was just lucky on the professional department, because she caught much more than a job, she caught the undivided attention of her boss, the smoking hot, Landon.

Landon knew from the very moment his eyes landed on Zoe that she was his future, the only woman for him. His future wife and mother of his children. He insistently pursued her from the very first day she started at his company, and had been quite patient in waiting for her to change her mind – yes, for a FD’s hero he showed quite a restrain, not taking what he wanted for all those months, LOL – until the very thing that was keeping her from him worked in his favor, her work VISA conditions! Let’s just say he was more than happy to solve her affliction with the perfect solution that would please both of them, marriage.

Zoe was of course shocked, but given the insane attraction to Landon, that she had been fighting from the very start, marrying her boss sure was the furthest from a hardship!  Now, she was just in for a bit of a surprise when she would realize that this marriage was going to be real in every vow and way, and the NOT SO TEMPORARILY!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 

 
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First loves don’t last. Especially one as unlikely and turbulent as Elodie and Caspian’s.

It’s been years since she’s seen the rough rebel she fell in love with as a teen. She’s put him behind her and moved on. That’s the story she tries to sell her friends and family, but deep down, she knows it’s a lie. She hasn’t moved on from Caspian Cruz and she probably never will, but she has to finally give up hope they’ll ever reunite.

Or does she?

When her friends drag her to a sold-out rock concert, she comes face to face with the lead singer . . . who just so happens to be the boy she fell for all those years ago.

She never thought she’d see him again. She never realized he’d made it in the music world. And she never expected him to confess that he’s been waiting for her as long as she’s been waiting for him.

What will happen when their worlds collide again? A repeat of the past or a second chance to get things right?



ROCK HARD is a short and sexy read, chock-full of excessive sweetness and heaps of filthy talking. Not for the faint or square of heart.

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My music was an extension of my soul—the tone of it a reflection of my mood. But the heart of it was him. It always had been, and I guessed it always would be.

    I was playing to a sold-out audience at one of the large theaters in Los Angeles, but at the last minute, I had changed my line-up of songs for the night. Instead of the softer fare of nocturnes and lullabies I’d planned on, I’d exchanged Chopin’s and Mozart’s most eloquent pieces for Tchaikovsky’s and Beethoven’s most heartbreaking composures. I couldn’t play light songs when my heart felt heavy. I couldn’t give the audience beautiful pieces when my world felt forlorn.

   I couldn’t play his song to an audience who wouldn’t understand.

   The last few haunting chords of Medtner’s “Night Wind Sonata” were echoing through the auditorium when I felt the hairs on the back of my neck rise. Chills spilled down my spine, puddling in my feet as I focused on hitting the last notes.

   The crowd’s applause exploded through the room as the final note reverberated around me. Usually I slid from the bench a few moments later, took a bow, and whisked off the stage. Tonight I felt glued to the bench, my fingers stuck to the keys.

   That strange sensation abated just enough so that I could move again, though just barely. Pulling my shaking hands off of the keys, I forced myself to rise from the bench. The audience was still applauding, starting to rise to their feet as I attempted the same.

   I’d been playing to crowds since I was six—I’d been performing to sold-out crowds around the country for the past few years—but never had I felt like this before. Trying to collect myself as I moved to the front of the stage, I concentrated on holding my composure when I’d never felt less composed. Shaking hands, wobbly legs, pit in my stomach, shivers down my spine . . . I’d experienced this kind of sensation before, but never in this kind of context.    

   I’d felt it the first time I looked at him and he looked back. The first time he’d reached for my hand and tied his fingers through mine. The first time he’d kissed me, that time after piano practice. I’d felt it a million other times, but I’d only felt it with him.

   As I took my bow—the pitch of the applause increasing as I did so—I just noticed a figure drifting out of one of the rows and moving up the aisle toward the back of the theatre. It was a man’s frame moving in an achingly familiar way.

   By the time I’d lifted out of my bow to see the crowd again, he was gone. A conjuring of my imagination. The ghost that followed me wherever I went.

   As I left the stage, I reminded myself he was gone.

 
 
 

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Rock Hard was the sweetest, most heart warming rock star/musician romance I’ve EVER read!!!

True, this is a genre a don’t venture very often given my personal pet peeves, and specially the renown and usual groupie drama attached to the trope, but this sugary sweet smutty story had nothing of those! 

What it did have was one smoking HOT, swoon-worthy hero, Caspian! Sigh…

Caspian and Elodie have been in love with one another since they were teenagers, so when after two years of dating they were broken apart by her parents, and Elodie thought she had lost her heart forever.

Caspian. The first boy I’d ever loved. The only one I ever really had. The one who had promised me forever, only to make me realize forever was for storybook people, not real ones.

What she didn’t know was that her life was indeed storybook like, because not once, not even for a minute, did Caspian let go of her, and time and space meant nothing because she was always on his mind. She was is lifeline, his everything…

“You,” he whispered with conviction, his steps echoing around me as he moved closer. “All I want is you.”

Eight years passed, and just when she least thought possible, her life and heart rebooted, because right in from of her, as a rock star in a crowed concert was her First Love, Caspian Cruz. 

“So I made a promise to myself to not approach you until I’d made something of myself. Until I’d become a man worthy of a person as beautiful and talented and perfect as you are. Until I made myself worthy of your love.”

“Caspian Cruz.” I lifted my head from his chest and looked into his eyes. “You have always been worthy of me and my love.”

Of course that very fast all the misconceptions were cleared and they fast realized that they were still just as much in love and devoted to one another now as they were eight years prior.  

Caspian had always been like a drug to me, an addiction I could never recover from, even after almost a decade of being sober. He swam in my veins. He stirred my very being.

“Because I might want every part of you there is to have, angel, but right now, only one part is on my mind—the one part of you I’ve never had. I want to have it so I can know I’ve had every part of you. So I can say I’ve loved every part of you.”

Actually, if anything, their love shone even brighter now, because their repressed sexual craving (LOL) took it a whole new level, now that they were adults! 

Caspian was already the perfect romance hero, with his immeasurable devotion to Elodie, but that extra dirty mouthed talk of his… Lordy… Not even Elodie was prepared – not that she was angelic in between the sheets – specially considering their equal inexperience on that regard. 

“No, this isn’t making love wet. This is hard, rough fucking wet, sweet angel.” His mouth lowered to my ear, nipping at my lobe. “Is that what you want? Is that how you want me to take you?”

I sure as hell loved every second of it! And it more than guaranteed Caspian a place on my best book boyfriend list – and the main reason for my five star rating -, because equal parts sweet, devoted, loving and panty-melting is something we don’t see in romance these days. And that is exactly what Kat Austen gave us, once again, in the most perfect and unusual – least for me, at least – of settings. I can’t wait for her next super sweet, sizzling hot, smutty read! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

“After all of this time, after everything, do you still want me? Do you still want a forever with me?”
I wasn’t crying. Sobbing was a more accurate word. “I want forever and then some with you, Caspian Cruz.”

Every part of me loved every part of him. Every piece of me belonged with every piece of him. I was meant to share my life with him, and he was made to share his life with me.

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Meet Tobias Banger…

He’s the demanding, dominate, sexy-as-sin CEO of Banger Industries, and he’s used to getting what he wants. Every time. He’s built a Fortune 500 company from the ground up–the last thing he needs is a pretty woman distracting him from his empire.

Curvy, sassy, Ellis Ford isn’t just any pretty woman…

Fresh out of college, she’s smart, quiet, driven, and trying desperately to contain the wildfire that licks at her insides whenever Mr Banger calls her name.

One forbidden night locked in a closet and the office will never be the same…

The chemistry between Ellis and Tobias sizzles until raw passion ignites in a frenzy of filthy words, frantic lust, and all-consuming basic instinct. He’s hell bent on claiming her, she’s too blinded by rogue charm to see the ghosts haunting his dark eyes.

Will one night with Tobias be something she’ll live to regret?

Warning: This isn’t your grandmother’s office romance. Tobias Banger has a filthy mouth, and an irresistible charm that drops panties. When he finds the woman he wants, nothing will stop him from taking her. Grab a glass of wine, charge up the Kindle, and prepare to get banged by the boss!

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“So why don’t you celebrate your birthday?”
Ellis shrugged. “Getting another year older doesn’t seem like something to celebrate.” But her eyes lit up when the waiter set a decadent slice of double chocolate cake between us.
“I disagree. It’s a time to reflect on all the things you’ve done in the past year, and maybe a few of the things you haven’t done that you’d like to.” I pushed my fork into the rich dessert then held the bite out to her.
Her eyes rose for a minute before she composed herself.
“I’m always a gentleman. And celebrating another year of your birth makes me happy.”
Ellis took the bite off of my fork. With her eyes closed and her lips wrapped around that little hunk of metal, my cock throbbed as though it were caught in a vise. I wanted this woman. I wanted to know her, to be with her, to talk to her, to be everything for her.
“This is amazing,” she finally said.
“You make it look irresistible.” I shifted in my chair, trying to discreetly shift my cock in my pants. “I make it a rule to avoid office romance, but you’re changing all the rules on me.” The words were out of my mouth before I could stop them.  
“What?” Ellis’s eyes flicked to mine.
“Since the day you started in my office, I’ve been fighting myself. So many things I’ve wanted to say, so many times I’ve wanted to touch…” I traced a fingertip across her wrist.
“T-touch what?” Ellis asked, the pulse in her neck fluttering like a hummingbird.
“Well, for instance, right now I want to lick the hollow of your neck where I can see your heartbeat going wild.”
Ellis covered her throat with a palm, before dropping her hand into her lap and licking her lips. Her eyes darted away. “I don’t think this is a good idea…”
“I can’t think of a better one.” I ran the pad of my thumb across her cheekbone.
Her eyes fluttered closed as she shifted beneath my touch.
“I’m not the kind of girl who sleeps her way to the top, Mr. Banger.”
I was shocked by her words—and her insinuation.
“And I’m not the kind of man who expects sexual favors as payment. I don’t take advantage of women, Ellis. I have the utmost respect for you and all of the other women in my office.”  I needed her to know that I was a man of integrity.  Women weren’t toys to me, they were my equal.
“But…” She sucked her bottom lip between her teeth before looking at me. “Why me then?”
I shook my head, threading her fingers through my own and giving her hand a squeeze. “Because you beguile me. Your mind is one of the most brilliant I have ever come across.  You’re loyal, strong and compassionate.  You can put up with my shit, and I know that’s not easy. I admire all  those traits.  I have never met another person who is as amazing as you.” I leaned across the table and whispered, “And I can’t stop thinking about what your lips would feel like against mine.”

 
 
 

 

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I love a good and witty office romance and Banger hit just the right marks for me! And with such amazing main characters, it’s no wonder that this new Aria Cole made the list of my favorite office romances!

Tobias Banger was absolutely PERFECT and so freakin’ swoon-worthy!!!

If Da Vinci had seen Ellis first, it was her face that would be hanging in the Louvre, not the Mona Lisa’s.  Every angle was another burst of irresistible radiance.  I was at a point where I would have left the entire world behind for her.  

Yes, he has a secret and tormented past in his YOUTH, but he tried to make up for it every single day of his life after, and honestly who doesn’t have something that they deeply regret and are ashamed of? That just made him more real, and lovable for me! And let me be completely clear, that even for this picky girl here, he couldn’t be a better man for Ellis, and that even considering his long gone sexual background, because I’m one of those that absolutely hates a descriptive and constant reference to this past and this is absolutely NOT the case with Tobias. This promiscuous juvenile past is only mentioned ONCE, not rubbed in our faces constantly like it’s so common and cringe-worthy for me in romance these days! And even in these parameter, that we barely know of during the book, he more than makes up for it with one of the longest celibacies I’ve ever read, basically his whole adult life, and for me that is how he proves he true character! He was so loving and sweet to her, that she felt what she truly was to him, the new center of his world. His reason for living, for breathing!

“Moving a little fast, don’t you think?”

“Not when I’ve been waiting a lifetime to feel the way you make me feel.”

And boy, did the man have a delicious dirty mind and mouth on him, were Ellis was concerned! His magnetism and sex appeal were palpable!

Ellis is an amazing heroine too, so smart, strong and sassy, it’s no wonder she cracked all the walls Tobias had built surrounding him, and isolating himself from the rest of the world. He truly was a tormented and lost soul until the day Ellis shone her light in his dark existence. He truly wasn’t leaving, just a shadow of a man who everyone thought had everything. They couldn’t have been more wrong, and Ellis fast realized how good, caring and loving he was behind that cold and detached facade of his. And how incredibly HOT he was for her, LOL! And don’t be in any way mistaken, because this isn’t in any way, IMO, this annoying recurring trope these days, of the manwhore / virgin trope. I never once felt that, quite the opposite! Believe me when I say this, because I’m one of those who immediately cringes when she realizes that’s the case, and here, it couldn’t be farther from my mind and our eyes!

I truly adored this smutty office romance, and both characters were so incredibly appealing and realistic for me, as was the slow development/dance of their relationship. And when they finally got together, by fate’s intervention, WOW!!! It’s a wonder how that office didn’t burn to the ground with that sizzling sex scene! So imagine how amazing he his when I tell you they’re just as scorching as they are sweet and loving together! Sigh… <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

You’ve got a way with words, Mr. Banger,” I teased.

“You’ve got a way with my heart.

“I didn’t know what happiness was until I saw you. Didn’t know what love was until I touched you. Didn’t know how much I needed you until you breathed life into me. Let me be your husband, and I’ll spend every day of eternity showing you how happy you make me. Marry me, Ellis.”

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When Ethan Parker’s investigation leads him to Delilah Brooks, he hopes he’s finally found his best friend’s long-lost daughter. What he wasn’t expecting was to want her for himself—with an intensity that drives him to get her pregnant before her father finds out about the two of them.

Delilah falls hard and fast for Ethan. But she isn’t sure what to think when he confesses his connection to the father she’s never met. Or how her father is going to react when he learns she’s having his best friend’s baby.

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I stood abruptly and picked up her hands, lifting her to her feet as well. “C’mon, baby girl. We need to go.” I tossed some money on the table and led her from the restaurant, ignoring her crestfallen expression.

Outside, I stepped off of the curb and raised a hand, hailing a cab. It zoomed up next to us and screeched to a halt. “Midtown Hilton,” I barked after we were both securely inside.

Twisting my upper body, I grabbed her around the waist and dragged her over until she was straddling me. She gasped as she settled on my lap, clearly feeling my physical reaction to her as it pressed against the heat of her pussy. There was nothing left for me to hold onto, I’d thrown caution and logic out the window. I was going to get inside her that night or I was pretty sure I would fucking die.

Palming her cheeks, I looked straight into her blue pools. “You are too young, too beautiful, and I’m nowhere near good enough for you. But fuck, Lilah, I can’t resist you.” Then I slammed my mouth down over hers.

 

 

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I love a good taboo smutty read, and that’s exactly what Fiona Davenport gave me with My Father’s Best Friend.

Super sexy, sweet, smutty and quick insta-love read! Perfect as nighttime treat after a stressful day – or even you had a fantastic day. It really was a feel-good, fast paced and full of sexy times that will leave you tingly, and in a need of a refreshment. LOL 

Ethan and Delilah were fantastic, they were instantly drawn to each other and gave in to their instincts almost right away. Personally, I didn’t feel their chemistry was as OTT as Fiona Davenport got us used to, or maybe it was the huge age difference between the couple, but nonetheless they were sizzling HOT together, specially given the forbidden /taboo romance factor! The main issue that bothered me, and I wish it wasn’t such a descriptive part of story was her father, and his love story with Delilah’s mother, Bonnie. There were a lot of points there that go against what I prefer in my romance reads – fortunately the main story wasn’t focused on them –  and for me, the heroine was far too fast to forgive and forget her father’s wrongdoings or negligence, not even demanding much explanation upon first contact.

But don’t let this small pet peeve of mine dissuade you from reading this delicious story, because it represents just a small part of the it, and like I’ve said Ethan and Delilah are the main event, and what an event that is! Ethan was a true Fiona’s OTT obsessed alpha, with a extra dirty mouth to boot! I loved his growly, make-you-pregnant-asap ways! Delilah really was a lucky girl! 😉    <3 <3 <3 <3 

“You’re mine, baby girl. I’m keeping you,” I said in a tone that brooked no argument. “My heart knows you and right now, that’s enough.”

 
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Hello! My name is Fiona Davenport and I’m a smutoholic. I’ve been reading raunchy romance novels since… well, forever and a day ago it seems. And now I get to write sexy stories and share them with others who are like me and enjoy their books on the steamier side. Fiona Davenport is my super-secret alias, which is kind of awesome since I’ve always wanted one.

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RELEASE BLITZ + REVIEW: SELL YOUR SOUL (Body and Soul #3) by Rochelle Paige

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SELL YOUR SOUL

Series: Body and Soul #3
Author: Rochelle Paige
 
Genre: Contemporary Romance
 
Release Date: October 31, 2016
 

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Synopsis

The last place Vaughn Westbrook expected to find himself was at a charity gala. But the dark path he’s walked since his discharge from the military led him into the upper echelons of society—where he hunts for the man behind a human trafficking ring.

Carissa Hastings lived a sheltered life in the lap of luxury. Forced to participate in a bachelorette auction, her parents expect the man of their choice to win a date with her.

Vaughn’s winning bid on Carissa was a tactical move, but logic is thrown out the window when he meets the innocent beauty.

Vaughn sold his soul long ago. There’s no way he’s going to let Carissa do the same.

Warning: This book has an alpha hero who doesn’t see himself as a hero until he meets the woman who’s meant to be his. If you like insta-love and hot sex, then this story is for you!

Please note: This is the third novella in the Body & Soul series, but it can be read as a standalone. Each book in the series features a different couple.

 

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Approaching and observing an enemy who was always surrounded by other people who were in the limelight—each with their own security detail—required a shit ton of finesse. Utilizing long-distance observation equipment only got me so far with Alexander Bellamy. I needed a valid reason for a closer approach, and I was determined to find it at this damn party. Almost two hours into it, and I still hadn’t managed to get within spitting distance. But from the way his attention suddenly shifted towards the stage when they announced the next socialite up for bidding, I had a feeling I might have found a way to catch his interest.

Switching my focus in the same direction, I quickly understood his fascination. The girl on the stage was hot, no doubt about it. The innocence shining from her eyes and the blush on her cheeks was an intriguing contradiction to the lushness of her lips and the curves outlined by her tight, black lace dress. When the woman at the microphone who was running the auction circled her finger at her and the girl swiveled on her black stilettos, I felt like I’d been punched in the solar plexus. My breath caught in my lungs at the sight of her bare back. All those inches of skin revealed as the dress dipped down to just above the cheeks of her ass—I didn’t want anyone else to enjoy the sight but me.

The sound of my target’s voice ringing out with the highest bid of the night filled me with horror as I pictured the beauty on the stage ending up dead like the girl in the alley. There was no way in hell I was going to let him get his hands on her and destroy the innocence shining from her eyes. I’d kill him before that happened—but I’d much prefer that waited until I confirmed there wasn’t anyone higher up in the trafficking ring than him. Until then, I just had to figure out a way to keep her out of Bellamy’s orbit. Starting with outbidding him for the date with her he was about to win. Lucky for me, wiping scum of the face of the planet paid well.

“A quarter of a million dollars.”

Very well, judging by the crowd’s gasp and the stunned look of surprise on the girl’s face. Strategically, it was either brilliant or the stupidest decision I’d ever made. But it was a go big or go home moment. Bellamy had deep pockets, and I didn’t want to waste time dicking around with outbidding each other. Making a statement, in a big way, was the most efficient route to avoiding all the back and forth. It also achieved two goals—it garnered me a date with the gorgeous girl on stage and ensured I ended up on Bellamy’s radar. If I’d read his interest right, my prey might very well end up coming to me.

I practically felt the death glare he was sending my way, and I couldn’t resist swiveling my head and flashing him a smug grin as the auctioneer counted down.

“Two hundred fifty thousand, going once. Two hundred fifty thousand, going twice. Sold!”

Bellamy’s eyes narrowed, promising retribution from me for stealing away his prize. My smile widened because I was pleased as fuck about my upcoming date—and because I knew it would piss Bellamy off even more. Reluctantly, I tore my gaze away from his and headed towards the stage, but all of my reluctance was swept away the moment I was looking at her again.

 
 
 
 

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This Body and Soul series has really become one of my favorite of Rochelle Paige’s. Smoking Hot ex-military, OTT Alpha heroes, insta-love and sweet and sassy heroines make the permanent and enticing trademark combo of this books, and this one, Sell Your Soul, ticks all this points and then some!

Vaughn was the absolutely perfect broken/tormented hero. After a what it seems like a lifetime in the military, and now on the private security sector, he doesn’t think of himself as a good man, and therefore undeserving of good things, specially a future with a loving woman and children. So when he comes across Carissa, amidst one his missions – which by the way, show how truly selfless and good hearted character – even though he feels she is special to him, he hesitates because he feels he doesn’t deserve someone pure and good like her, but quickly realizes that she is in he middle of the very danger he is trying to take down, and that he has no chance but to give in to this soul deep attraction and claim Carissa as his, and save her from this threat.

“I’ll give you a couple days to think about what you want, but you need to know I’m not looking for a one-time thing with you, Carissa. If you give yourself to me, then you’re mine, and I’m not letting you go.”

“Three days,” I breathed against her throat. “It’s too long for me to go without tasting your lips. Without hearing your voice. Feeling your body underneath mine. It only took me one night, and I’m completely addicted to you.”

“When you left here three nights ago, I told you I was giving you time to decide what you want because once you gave yourself to me, you’d be mine. But I was wrong—you’re already mine. You’ve been mine all along.”

Carissa has been sheltered from the real world and neglected by her parents her whole life, so when they finally show a bit of interest in her, she thinks this may be the start of a new beginning. But sadly, she quickly realizes that there must be a grand plan behind her parents reason to push her into the spotlight in bachelorette auction. But what her parents didn’t expect was that the winning bid would belong to the man that would come to mean everything to their daughter. Her true hero!

“Vaughn looks at you the exact same way as Brecken looks at Hadley.”
I finally got out of my seat and paced the floor. “He does?”
“Like you hung the moon and stars in the sky.”

I LOVED these two as a couple. Their perfect balance of sweet and sexy, hard and soft, caring and loving really conquered my heart, and Vaughn couldn’t have been more perfect in my eyes, because I adore a good broken hero, even though deep down he wasn’t that broken, and the little cracks in his soul were easily healed by Carissa’s love. And in return, he gave her a new and love filled life that she could only ever dream of before. A true fairy tale come true. <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

“You’re mine, and I love you,” he whispered against my lips, making me melt. “Just like I’ll love any children you give me.”
“I love you, too,” I sighed.
“I know, beautiful. That’s why everything’s going to be okay. Because we have each other.”

“Thank you,” I whispered against her lips.
“For what?”
“For loving me with all your heart, body and soul.”

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Rochelle Paige is an Amazon bestselling author. She absolutely adores reading. Her friends growing up used to tease her when she trailed after them, trying to read and walk at the same time. She loves stories with alpha males, sassy heroines, hot sex and happily ever afters. She is a bit of a genre hopper in both her reading and her writing. So far she’s written books in several romance sub-genres including new adult, contemporary, paranormal and romantic suspense.

 

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The star player with a troubled past…
Cash Greenwood escaped a difficult past by becoming a star baseball player. Now, one of the major league’s rare double threats, all his effort is thrown into the sport. He’s never had any interest in women, until he meets the one woman who wants nothing to do with him.

The daughter of baseball royalty…
Delilah Gray’s life revolves around numbers, research, and data. She has no time for anything messy like emotions or relationships. Especially not when they come in the sexy guise of a baseball player. She’s seen first-hand the devastation caused by dating a man obsessed with the sport, and that’s one risk she’s not willing to take.

She is one curveball he never saw coming…
But this is one pitch Cash is determined to hit out of the park. Sexual tensions run high and feelings start to develop, but will Delilah ever see that they could have a solid future together? Determined to make her his, she may just prove to be the hardest game of Cash’s life.

WARNING: The Long Ball features an obsessed jock with six-pack abs in tight pants determined to get his girl. If syrupy sweet romance and fiery passions appeal to you, then hold onto your panties because this one may just hit them out of the park.

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“Stop being a whiny bitch, Greenwood! Bottoms up!”

   My best friend and resident troublemaker of the team smacked me on the back. His boisterous laugh and booming voice took up all the space around him. I loved many things about the man, but the thing I loved the most was that in his presence, I became invisible. Since the age of 16 I’ve been recognizable. Once you were a star athlete with a future and the hope of winning a championship, you became a commodity, something shiny. And being simultaneously a slugger and a pitcher was a combination so rare that those with it, like myself, were priceless.  

   It hadn’t taken me long to learn that being invisible keeps you safe.  

   “We have to meet that analytics chick in an hour. I don’t want to reek of alcohol. Coach will kick our asses.” I didn’t like to drink. Most days I can’t even stomach the smell of it, but for the sake of keeping up appearances I usually nursed a glass in my hand and always offered to be the designated driver so no one suspected anything. Rod was really good about covering for me when needed, chugging back the drinks people often bought for me, acting like the cocky best friend he was.  

   “It’s still technically the off-season. Another one won’t hurt.”  

   “Another always hurts, particularly in the form of a hangover the next morning,” I replied.

   “You sound like a dodgy old fuck. Where’s the guy who used to party with me all night long? I want him back.”

   I chuckled, thinking about all the times we’d been in trouble. I prided myself on how well I blended into the crowd and let him take the attention. Rodriguez and I had been buddies since our rookie year. We’d grown up together on this team, cut our teeth on the ins and outs of playing professional ball, but as time passed I found that faking it seemed to exhaust me more and more each day. I was tired of it all, and the only thing that still made me feel something was the game. Everything else was endless noise that passed by with no true meaning or intention. I felt like I was walking in a blur, just waiting for time to pass.  

   “I’m not twenty-one anymore. Coach said any more stunts like that one you pulled at warm-ups and we’re both benched. And you, motherfucker, are not getting me benched.” The idea of sitting out a game was unbearable. Rod and I were thick as thieves, and Coach knew that if anyone could reel him in, it would be me. But what the coach didn’t know was that the idea of losing baseball in any way was like a noose around my neck, tightening until all the oxygen was ripped from me.

    “You’re my wingman, buddy, and ya gotta admit, spiking the water cooler was pretty genius.”

    “And landed us in a shit load of trouble. Frankly, I’m just too old for this shit anymore. Let the rookies have at it. We had our fun.”

   “You make thirty sound like a death sentence. Not for me. When I turn the big 3-0 next year I’m going big. I want my feet in the sand with a drink in my hand and a pussy on each arm. Fuck it, a limo full of pussy. I am gonna get more ass that night than a toilet seat.”

   “Yeah, I bet you do.” I’d never liked how Rodriguez embraced the cliché ball player persona. He played ball hard—out on the field he was a beast. But he partied even harder, a revolving door of girls after every game. I was always up for a few drinks, but the groupies that surrounded Rodriguez always made my stomach turn. It was so obvious they wanted him for his status and money—his staggering salary was very appealing to bunt bunnies. I had absolutely zero interest in them.  

   All the women around ball players didn’t have much to offer, and my life was so messed up that I doubt any woman wanted anything to do with it when she found out. The only kind that would stay would be one that would hope for a staggering payday at the end. I had enough people standing by with their hand out, so I wasn’t interested in a woman who wanted that, too. Besides, I only had a few more years to play this game, and I wasn’t going to squander them for some chick. These women didn’t care about the men. They cared about the limos, the big ticket items the ball players paid for, and the thousand-dollar dinners. Rodriguez made hundreds of millions, just like so many of my buddies, and just like the other ball players, he had no issue living like a king. But that lifestyle didn’t interest me in the least.  

   This life wasn’t for everyone, I wasn’t even sure it was for me sometimes. I rarely liked to go out, and the women did nothing for me. I lived and breathed the game, so much so that I couldn’t imagine what else I would be doing if it wasn’t this. I had one single focus and that was to win the World Series. I had been playing ball for eleven years with the MLB, and that was the only thing that eluded me. I was known as the best player in the entire league and yet I didn’t have that World Series title under my belt. My years left playing ball were dwindling—a ball player was gettin’ some age by thirty—but it was the one dream I hadn’t yet attained.

   “Let’s head over, man. Don’t want to piss off Coach.”

   Rod slammed his shot glass down on the counter, his eyes shining with excitement. “Wanna place bets on how fast I can get up the analytic girl’s skirt?”     

   “You haven’t even seen her yet.” We walked out the doors of the corner bar, afternoon light heating my skin as we walked the short block to the stadium. Today we had a meeting with what would be the new official star analytics firm for the club, before opening day tomorrow. I’d been waiting months for this day, the time between playoffs and opening season always left a pit of dread in my stomach. If I could play twelve months of the year I would.  

   We pushed through the stadium doors and made our way down the dim hallway, headed for the conference room next to the locker room. I nodded at Coach when we walked in and greeted a few of the other guys as the entire team settled on benches around the center of the room.  

   “I don’t want to take up much of your time, so I’ll cut right to the chase.” Coach looked around the room. “A few of you have been fucking off, so we need focus if we’re going to have a good season. I don’t expect miracles, but I do expect you to listen. No more antics. Stay focused. I expect each of you to improve your averages by the end of the season. “

   “Like it or not, stats are down, guys. We need all heads in the game if we’re gonna improve and have a shot at going all the way this year. Delilah Grey from Lionsgate Analytics is here to help us do that.. She’ll be with us—every game, every day—all season. She’ll be sending me the stats throughout the game, and I want you guys tuned in to your averages. Push yourselves every night.”

   He glanced around the room, pausing for a moment on Rod. “And please treat Delilah with respect. She knows we need some help, but she doesn’t need to know you’re all a bunch of animals.” God, I loved Coach. So steady and calm. He was the reason this team was great. Without him we’d all be a bunch of animals on the field.  

   Coach swung open the locker room door and in walked a fucking vision.  I noticed the heels first. Sexy stilettos with leather cutouts that made me want to get down on my knees and slip them off her feet one at a time. My eyes devoured her creamy, toned calves, and not even the conservative pencil skirt could hide the full curves of her hips.  

   “Jesus,”

    Rod said under his breath.

    I nudged him, for the first time in my life irritated by his overt appreciation of a woman. Looking at Delilah, the hairs on my arms stood to attention. As did something else. Damn, she was stunning, I’d never seen a woman so radiant in my entire life. She had dark silky hair cascading down her back in loose curls, so damn soft-looking that my hand itched to brush up against them. I, Cash Greenwood, for the first time in my life had a desire to brush up against a woman’s hair.

   “Hey guys, I’m Delilah Grey.” She nodded, her spine rigid as she leafed through a handful of papers in her arms. “If you could pass these around, I’ll tell you a little about me, then we can chat individually.”

   “Individually?” Rod chimed, his horny grin sending anger racing through my stomach.  

   “Yes, that’s how I prefer to work. Deal with each player’s specific issues before we bring the whole team together.”

   “I’ve only got one issue.” Rod shifted in his seat, his hand brushing over his crotch. My nostrils flared. Why was he such a dick?. At that moment I hated my best friend so much I wanted to pound his face into the ground. The thought made me feel ashamed and idiotic. I knew Rod, he was a joker, more talk than action on most days, but the fact that he was being crass to this woman upset me beyond all reason. I didn’t have an explanation, but I did not enjoy the idea of Rod looking at her like she was a piece of meat. Not one bit.  

   Delilah’s deep chocolate eyes narrowed in a flare of anger for a moment before she turned back to her paperwork. If one paid close attention to her, as I was doing, one could see the patch of red forming on the back of her neck. “I started Lionsgate Analytics nearly three years ago. I want you to be the best players, on and off the field, and excelling in this world isn’t just about home runs and fly balls. It’s also about measuring speed, distance, velocity.” Her eyes flicked over the team again. “I’ll be hanging out at all the games, laptop open and watching just how consistent everyone is, and hopefully it won’t take us long to get an average. Anyone have questions for me?”

   “Yeah, got plans tonight, sweetheart?” That was Rod, and I nearly shoved my fist in his gut for that one. I watched as Delilah’s jaw ticked. She was tough, I could tell. I liked that. I liked that she wouldn’t take anything sitting down. I had had enough of women taking things sitting down, so the fighter in me was drawn to the fire in her.

   “Let me make one other thing clear: if anyone calls me sweetheart, toots, doll, baby, or any other demeaning term of endearment again, I can’t promise you won’t feel my high heel in your balls. I don’t play well with men who act like animals. We’re here for one thing and one thing only—to get this team in shape to win this year. I’d appreciate it if you didn’t make an ass out of yourself in the process. Have I made myself clear?”

   Fire blazed through my veins when she spun and exited the very door she’d come from. Well damn, after thirty years I finally found a woman who could make me take notice, make me want to chase. And not only chase, but tie her up and hold her against me, bind her to me in every way possible.

 
 
 

 

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We asked and Aria Cole more than delivered, giving us her first full length novel, in the shape of this deliciously written book, The Long Ball! I know I’ve said this before, but this was is my favorite by the author. What can I do she just keeps getting better and better, and this couple’s story was absolutely amazing, a serious home-run!!!

Cash Greenwood seemed to be, at first glance, every stereotype of successful ball player, which couldn’t be further from the truth (and I adored his little ‘secret curve-ball’), but Delilah, the new stats analyst brought in to help the team, can’t and doesn’t want to look beyond his profession. Too many childhood memories of the destructive behind the scenes of the famous world sport athletes have left her broken and resentful of the lifestyle, therefore not even Cash the time of day. Not even with her body begging her to give in to their sizzling attraction, that is palpable every time their in close proximity.

Fortunately, Cash is not a man to give in at the first (or second or third… LOL) obstacle, and he pursues her relentlessly, with made me love him even more. Swoon-worthy should be his nickname…

“I’ve never loved anything more than I love baseball, but damn you make me want to love you. Delilah, you walk into a room and you’re all I see. In that stadium of 60,000 people, it’s you I see.  When I close my eyes at night, it’s your face I dream of.”

Of course he doesn’t give up easily, how could he, if from the moment he first set his eyes on Delilah, for the first time in his thirty years he wanted someone more than life itself, more then the sport that was his life until then? For the very first time he craved a woman, and he wouldn’t let anything stand in his way from conquering her, and showing her what an amazing life they could have together. Really, who doesn’t want a man like this? And his declarations? Wow… ‘Melting in a puddle on the floor’ inducing, that’s the only way to describe them! And to top it all of – I know, like he wasn’t dreamy enough, lol –  the man had a seriously HOT sex talk!!! Lordy… So, welcome to melts-ville, because if you by then you aren’t melted in the floor with all this sweetness and alpha maleness (which I highly doubt) , when he lets loose his filthy talk, your panties are the ones guaranteed to melt! 😉

“Let them hear you, sweetheart. I want every goddamn man in this hotel to know you’re off limits.  That you are mine, only mine from now and forever.  I want you in the worst way, your scent, your touch, your smile. I want your face to be the last thing I see at night and the first thing I see in the morning.   I want to mark you and I want you to mark me.  This is it Delilah.  This is our forever.  ”

Delilah may have put a good, and justified fight, but really, how could she stand a chance???!!! I did love their sexy banter, which gave for some interesting and funny moments, and did Rod, even with his playboy manners, but the couple and their story really was the focus of the book. The length allowed here for the characters and their storyline to be given a more in depth and developed view on their thoughts and feelings, which made the storyline that much richer.

Delilah really proved to be a very strong and realistic female character, and I loved her strong spirit, and of course she ended up losing that battle, but gaining SO much more, because honestly, NO woman can resist all these attributes in one single man, specially when he comes in such an enticing, drool-worthy package?! I know I couldn’t, hence the 5 stars rating, because this one is one I won’t soon forget. Cash Greenwood stands for ‘Dream Man’ from now on for me!<3 <3 <3 <3 <3

“Loving you is everything, Delilah.  You once told me that I wanted you because you played hard to get.  But you baby, you don’t play hard to get, you play hard to forget.  I am yours, I was yours yesterday, I am yours today and it won’t matter if you want me or not sweetheart, because Ii will be yours tomorrow and for every other day that I take a breath.  You are it, the missing piece, my perfect half.  Without you , I am nothing, I have nothing.”

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About the Author

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Aria Cole is a thirty-something housewife who once felt bad for reading dirty books late at night, until she decided to write her own. Possessive alpha men and the sassy heroines who love them are common, along with a healthy dose of irresistible insta-love and happily ever afters so sweet your teeth may ache.

For a safe, off-the-charts HOT, and always HEA story that doesn’t take a lifetime to read, get lost in an Aria Cole book!
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