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RELEASE BLITZ + REVIEW: REINING HER IN by Dani Wyatt

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Synopsis

THIS NOVELLA WAS ORIGINALLY PUBLISHED IN THE HOT FOR TEACHER ANTHOLOGY AS RIDING THROUGH.

I’d come to accept the predictable routine of my life until I saw her ass in those riding pants. Constance Montgomery…damn, with her legs spread on the leather of the saddle has my mouth watering and things inside me shift. Seems my program is about to change. All the years of indifference to any female form all come tumbling down. My hard rule to never get involved with a student is about to be broken. With her.

Reed Sawyer is at the top of his game. An elite equestrian trainer with looks to kill and he’s staring straight at me. Only, he’s not my trainer because my parents make all those decisions. I’m tired of being under my parent’s thumb. Maybe it’s time I pushed the envelope a little. And Reed Sawyer looks like just the right wall to start pushing on.

A naïve, sheltered girl. A brooding, perfectionist with years of pent up need. The sparks fly. The walls come down. Hot lessons are learned.


Author’s Note: A hot instructor, a riding crop and that old phrase about a guy being hung like a…Well you get the idea. Jump on for a ride that will have you reaching for a cool Mint Julip and a fresh pair of panties. It’s scorching hot, sweet and filthy romance with instant everything.

 

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I’m supposed to be here to help her, but I can’t help what happens next.  She squeezed my fingers. A gentle tug was all it took.

 

My mouth nearly crushes hers as I take our first kiss.

Her lips taste innocent as they open, my tongue lighting up with the first flavor of her.  Something rumbles out of me like a pained groan, because it hurts.  This kind of intensity hurts in a spectacular way.

Her tongue answers me with its movement, her own sweet, tiny sounds that make my dick shatter the ceiling of the space available in my pants.  He’s curling in half as he grows, and I hope she doesn’t notice.

If I had my way, I’d hear that tiny moan every second of every day for the rest of my life.  It’s more than beautiful; it calls to me.

 

It’s lips and soft moans and the soft click of teeth meeting teeth before I break away, my hand grasping possessively around the side of her face.  My thumb rasping back and forth in an attempt to feel as much of her soft skin as it can.  My fingertips digging harder than they should into the back of her neck, bringing my forehead to rest on hers.

“I’m sorry.”  My face is flushed, I’m shaking.  “I shouldn’t have done that.”

My head is throbbing, along with my balls.  They are tight against my body and something inside me is born.  Something that wants her in a way that frightens me.  An obsession explodes and I’m not sure I can tame it enough to keep from hurting her.  I want my cum dripping from her; I want to feel her flesh to flesh from the inside.  I need her vulnerable, available, spread for me to enjoy and make filthy with me.  Never before has a woman ignited this kind of lust, these kinds of thoughts, and frankly I’m scared shitless.

“I’m not sorry,” she murmurs as I desperately try to regain control of the animal she’s created in me.

 

The air in the room seems to disappear.  My lungs ache but inside my head, I think, who needs oxygen?  I have only one need and she is the only way to satiate that need.

The idea that this innocent beauty and I are sharing similar thoughts is enough to make me nearly cum in my pants.  Drops of liquid are already soaking through the fabric below my waist, and I think I would need another ten layers to hide her effect on me.

The sight of her cheeks rising pink, the way her nipples greet my gaze from under the faded hospital gown, make me want to tear the offending fabric into shreds and have her never be clothed around me again.  Who is this dominant beast?  I’m the ever reserved, commanding, cool leader.  Always in control.

Not now.  If I had my way, I’d slam the furniture against the door of this room and take her right here.  A single word thrums in my head.  It won’t stop as much as I try to push it away.

Mine.  Mine.  Mine.


I fight the urge to crawl on top of her and make her filthy in ways I never imagined before her. But with the taste of her lips, thoughts of my cum inside her are fighting with the civilized parts of me to maintain some control.

I imagine slicing my tongue between her dripping cunt lips for the first time.  It’s one of many things I’ve never done before.  My words growling into her body, saying every filthy word I can think of as I breathe her in and swallow her flavor.

I imagine the subtle differences in the texture of her skin on my tongue, the ripples and folds, the hard nub where I want to draw her between my lips and consume the very essence of her.  I want to make love to her with my mouth for hours.

 
 
 
 

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I love Dani Wyatt’s books, but this little treat stole my heart! Even though it’s a shorter read, we get all the goodness and development of a full length novel, since it has all these wonderful elements that draw and enrapture us into the couple’s story!

Reed is, so far, and without a shadow of a doubt my favorite of Dani’s delicious heroes! Totally swoon-worthy (thought after thought of pure gold), alpha and with a priceless heart! Oh, Reed… <3

ARC kindly provided by the author in exchange for an honest review

 

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About the Author

 

Dani Wyatt loves her alpha men; make them military, cowboys, MMA — any uber alpha with a wicked possessive streak and an insatiable libido. Receive a free exclusive unpublished title when you join Dani’s private readers group for updates, free chapters and discounts.

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She’s a 40 something regular lady who just happens to love badass alpha males who pull your hair and love their women with a lethal passion.

 

When she’s not writing (which is not often) she is probably laughing about some irony (like A-1 Steak Sauce is vegan), riding her horse, wondering why The Walking Dead can’t have a new episode every night, or looking cross-eyed at some piece of technology sent to ruin her day.

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RELEASE BLITZ + REVIEW: EVERYTHING FOR HER (For Her #1) by Alexa Riley

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EVERYTHING FOR HER

Series: For Her #1

Author: Alexa Riley 

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: December 27, 2016

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Synopsis

 

USA TODAY bestselling author Alexa Riley’s first full-length novel shows just what happens when a strong, possessive man finds the woman of his dreams.  

I’ll never forget the way she looked, so confident and sure of herself. I watched her from a distance. She wasn’t ready for me yet. I didn’t approach her and I didn’t disturb her, but I never once took my eyes off her.  

Mallory Sullivan is ready to start her new life. After graduating at the top of her class, she’s landed one of the most coveted internships in the United States. Hard work and determination have gotten her to this moment of living the life she only dreamed of while growing up in foster care.

From the start, I knew that she would be my greatest achievement, so the day I let her go, I set down a path for her. A path to me.  

She never expected Oz to be the greatest culmination of those dreams. But sometimes fate determines who you fall in love with. Who makes you lose control. Who owns your soul.

And then you realize it wasn’t fate at all…

I’ve wanted to care for and protect her since the first moment I saw her. I’ve constructed everything in our lives so that at the perfect moment, I could have her, could give her the life she deserves.  

The time has come.

Excerpt

PREFACE
Miles

I’ve watched her since the beginning.
It’s funny, but I don’t really remember much before her. It’s as if I could split my life into two halves. Before her and after. I remember my life with my parents, and I remember getting into college, but it’s all gray before her. Until the day I saw her, there was no color. But once my eyes landed on her for the first time, it was like when Dorothy landed in Oz and she opened the door. The world went Technicolor, and she was my very own Glinda the Good Witch.
I was twenty-two years old the first time I saw her. She was seventeen and competing in a state-level high school math competition.
Yale University asked me to represent them as a student judge, and I nearly declined. The state of Connecticut is small but houses one of the greatest Ivy League colleges in the country. One that makes becoming a standout almost impossible. I was among the top one percent in my class as a senior at Yale, with a major in statistics.
The only reason I’d accepted the invitation was to play a part. Many expected me to follow in the footsteps of my father, and I wanted them to believe that, but my end goal was a little different than anyone knew. I was on the path of revenge, but playing a part would help me on that path. Rubbing shoulders with the same men my father did, even if it left a bitter taste in my mouth.
Agreeing to judge the competition was life-changing. The bitter taste in my mouth altered that day. A sweetness took over. I wanted it. Needed it.
I’ll never forget the way she looked, so confident and sure of herself. I watched her from a distance, like you would a lioness in the wild. I didn’t approach her and I didn’t disturb her, but I never once took my eyes off her.
I found out later she was being sponsored by her high school so that she could attend the competition. She had no family and was being raised in a group foster home, so her school funded the trip. She was smart, and they wanted to see her succeed, which she did.
I saw so much in her as she competed. She knew all the answers and was absolutely sure each time. She trusted her instincts, and they didn’t let her down. There was so much potential in her just waiting to be unleashed. I wanted to sit down and have her tell me everything, anything, as long as she talked to me.
She swept the competition and won first place in her division. I was strangely proud of her.
When she walked out of the hotel ballroom after the competition was over, I let her go. It was the hardest thing I’d ever had to do. But I knew that if I went after her too soon, or too fast, she would run. Not only was she too young for me, but something about her told me she was the kind of woman who came along once in ten thousand lifetimes.
This wasn’t to be rushed. It was to be savored.
I may hate my father, but I’ve learned from his mistakes. I’m going to use those mistakes for my own advantage. He’s smart but sloppy at the same time and it’s been showing. But I know if you want something, you work hard for it, plan out all the details to make it yours.
From the beginning, I knew that she would be my greatest achievement, so the day I let her go, I set down a path for her.
A path to me.
No one knows it’s been me behind the curtain, pulling the strings. I’ve constructed everything in our lives so that at the perfect moment, I could have her.
The time has come.

 
 
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Everything For HER really was EVERYTHING!!! Heart melting, panty combustion inducing Romance at its best. The first full length novel by Alexa Riley was one of the most anticipated releases EVER, and it comes as no surprise that they created an unforgettable story that we devour just as ferociously as their short stories! Pure and Perfect Smutty Romance! Talk about overachieving!

One word: Perfection! ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

ARC kindly provided by the author in exchange for an honest review

**Note: Given my current, unexpectedly much sooner, but oh so joyful hospitalization, that gave me my most precious Christmas gift, my baby boy, Liam, a more complete and detailed review will follow in a updated version of this post**

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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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BLOG TOUR + REVIEW: JADED HEARTS (Loaded Replay #1) by Harper Sloan

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JADED HEARTS

Series: Loaded Replay #1

Author: Harper Sloan

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: December 13th, 2016

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Signing with Brighthouse Records was supposed to be everything we ever wanted—our better life. Our chance at everything we never had but always wanted. All our dreams would finally come true and we were on top of the world. It was our chance at the happiness we never had in life.

Our every desire was at our fingertips and the power of that feeling was all consuming. But then it took every dream we thought would come true and it slapped us in the face with the cold hard reality.

Dreams were just that…something that floated on the cusp of untouchable, taunting you with every graze of your fingertips before slipping even further away.

Happiness…that feeling is a joke.

In the end it became painfully obvious that each of us would always have each other, but we would forever be alone.

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Goddamn, that smile is dangerous.

Who am I kidding?  He is dangerous. 

I do my best to ignore him, but it’s impossible.  The steady brush of his arm against where mine is resting on our shared armrest constantly reminds me how much my body wants his touch.  The scent of his delicious cologne hits my senses, making me want to climb in his lap and rub my face over his chest to get a potent lungful of it. 

I can’t even remember the last time I was this horny, which is pathetically sad, since it was probably around the same time I actually got laid.  Years.  I think.  Close to three.  Maybe that’s why I’m a hot mess lately.   I turn my head to study the side of his face and wonder if I can use this situation to my advantage.  I mean, after all, we are in a ‘relationship’ now.

He turns and gives me a questioning arch of his dark brows, but I brush it off in favor of playing Disney Emoji Blitz on my phone. 

By the time we had hit cruising altitude, I could hear the other men around me snoring away but not Chance.  He’s fiddling with his phone, completely ignorant of the fact I’m about to start humping his leg.

“Excuse me,” I breathily say, unbuckling my belt and standing to move around him.  I stand there, my head bent slightly because of the overhead, and wait.  He doesn’t move, though.  Instead, he drops his phone to his lap and gives me his complete attention; his eyes even dance a little like he’s finding this whole damn thing funny.  “Excuse me,” I repeat, no longer breathy, and seconds away from coming. 

No, that’s a lie.  I’m still breathy and very much seconds away from soaking my panties even more than they already are.

His large hands grab my hips, and he guides me down on his lap with no resistance from my treacherous body.

“Not what I meant,” I say through clenched teeth, trying to sound harsh and offended, but I just sound dazed and turned on.  I wiggle in his hold, trying to get free, but he’s too strong for me.

He leans up in his seat, his chest hitting my back and buries his face in my neck.  I’m sure anyone who saw us would see a loving couple who just can’t keep their hands to themselves.  He’s playing a dangerous game, though, because the second the solid, hard length of him presses against my backside, I forget this is supposed to be a game and squirm a little more.  His teeth nip at my shoulder at the same time his groan hits my ears.

“Stop moving, Wren,” he demands, tightening his fingers on my hips.

“You’re the one who put me on your lap.”  I curl my fingers over the empty seat in front of me and squeeze my eyes shut when I feel him growing harder under me.

“Yeah, because the flight attendant who just walked by had her phone out and pointed right at us.  She’s doing a shit job of making it look like she’s doing something with her paperwork.”  His hand comes off my hip, and he cups my jaw, turning my head to the side just when I was about to look up at where I last saw the attendant, forcing me to shift until all it would take is me throwing one leg over his body to be face-to-face.  “Do not look at her,” he stresses; the sudden movement of twisting my body makes me bounce slightly in his lap, rubbing my legging-clad ass against his erection.  His eyes drop to my mouth where I pull my bottom lip between my teeth and groan.

“Give me a reason not to look,” I dare him.

“You don’t want to go down that road, Wren.  I’ll protect you from the world, but you need to protect yourself from me.”

“No one is asking you to.”

Not even knowing if we’re still being watched, I twist my torso the rest of the way, pulling my legs up until they’re bent at his stomach between us.  Now that I’m facing him completely, I bring my hands up to curl them both around his shoulders before dragging them up to wrap around the corded muscles at the sides of his neck.  His nostrils flare, but he doesn’t stop me.  I give him the chance, but it never comes.  Dropping my head, I press my lips to his.  I explore his lips with small pecks and little licks of my tongue, learning his mouth before pressing more firmly.  He sucks in a breath when I open my mouth and slowly drag the tip of my tongue over his bottom lip.

And then his control snaps.

His hands—still at my hips—lift me effortlessly until my legs are no longer folded between us, but now digging into the hard armrests with my knees pushing into his thighs, my back hitting the seat in front of me.  His mouth opens, and his tongue meets mine, no hesitation whatsoever, as he deepens the kiss.

Our breathing echoes around us, making it sound like everyone on this plane could hear us, but I know it’s just because our faces are so close.  I let out a moan, one that he swallows, that turns into a whine when he pulls back.

“That can’t happen again,” he softly scolds, just as breathless as I am.

What the hell?  I might not have been into this whole fake-boyfriend-slash-bodyguard thing before, but I’ll be damned if I’m not going to take advantage of the situation.  Especially now that I know how alive he makes me feel.  Three years since I had pleasure from anything other than my own hand, and if that kiss is anything to go by, what Chance could make me feel is ten times more powerful than anything I’ve ever felt in my whole life. 

I’m not passing that up.

Nope.

No fucking way.

“We’ll see about that.” 

 
 
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 Oh. My. God!!!

What an EPIC beginning Harper Sloan has created for her new series, Loaded Replay! 

Before I go in and tell you how amazing this book was, I have to say this one is doing to be hard one to beat! I really seemed written with everything I look forward in my Romance reads! Simply amazing!

For those of you who like me read all of Harper’s work, these two are no strangers. We could see upon reading the Hope Town series that when Chance set his eyes on Wren for the very first time at one of their concerts that something extraordinary would come from these two. And come it did!!! LOL

Wrenlee Davenport has been living a life of fame and success for five years now, but what only her closest family – her brother and bandmates – can see is that she is fast approaching her breaking point. For years she has wanted, craved even, something more. Or better yet someone… Someone who will see behind the well constructed facade of the sex symbol lead singer of one the world’s most famous rock band and want her for who she truly is, for everything she is deep down…

This is our future’s promise of a better life, and even if it’s starting to look like more of a curse than a promise to me, we will die before we give it up.

But for me—I’m probably always going to be that stupid little girl who believes my prince charming will come riding in on his black horse—because really, black horses are so much more badass than white ones—and prove to me that every little jaded piece of my heart is worth loving.
And he will love me for me.
For Wren.

And here enters our dark and handsome hero, Chance. I was already completely hooked on him while reading Unexpected Fate, but now, I’m just as dumbstruck as Wren was! Talk about swoon worthy!!!

From the very first moment he crosses the threshold of the hotel suite, and their eyes connect, any feared and caution about both their pasts is doomed. Their magnetism and attraction is almost palpable and without a doubt reciprocated. 😉

Jesus, when he focuses completely on me, it feels like I’m the only woman left in the world and he’s gone without sex for decades.

Aroused.
I was completely, purely, and deliciously aroused.
To the point a feather could touch my overheated skin and I would probably have an orgasm on the spot. Well, maybe not that bad, but I was close.

Goddamn, that smile is dangerous.
Who am I kidding? He is dangerous.

Truthfully he was just missing the black horse, because he came in guns blazing and immediately took on the role of the protector. A role he seemed born to fill. 

Even in his resistance to their obvious attraction (due to the ghosts of his past), he never falter in his role, because she truly became the center of his world. The only thing that mattered.

“You don’t want to go down that road, Wren. I’ll protect you from the world, but you need to protect yourself from me.”

She has fears of her own, of course, but when it comes to Chance, she has no doubt that they are mean to be. She just has to make in realize that, and for that he just needs to open himself up, like she’s doing. After years of closing herself of from relationships (after so many of those having used her for their personal gain), I was happily surprise  with the apparent easiness of her acceptance of felling for Chance. I loved her attitude, her sassiness and her faith – although she had her own doubts at times. But teasing him was half the fun!

“You might think you will, but mark my words, I will have you, and you’re going to love it. Every. Single. Second. If I can put my fears aside to just take this chance and open myself up to your rejection time and time again, then you can do the same and stop letting whatever hurt you before stand in the way of your life.”

I avoided you because I’m absolutely scared out of my mind of the way you make me feel. It’s insane. I haven’t known you long enough to feel this strongly about you. I know next to nothing about you personally, but it doesn’t matter. I feel my body being pulled to yours, and it scares the shit out of me.”

Their hesitation doesn’t last long, and once they give in, it’s full steam ahead!

I absolutely adored how open and sure they were from that point forward. They opened to one another like they never did to another being, and it was a beautiful thing to read. Their fears became just memories, and they started their process of mutually healing one another…

“You’re going to destroy me,” I tell her, trying to reason with her by giving her the truth of my fears.
“We’re going to destroy each other and then put the pieces back together, so there aren’t any more cracks.”

Healing, caring, and a LOT of loving!!! Because with that explosive chemistry, and an alpha male like Chance, how could their sex scenes not be their own level of scorchingness??? And Chance… Holy mother of filthy talkers!!!

“The second I feel your body ripple against my cock, you will be mine, Wrenlee. Even if you ever decide you don’t want me, I’m not sure I’ll grant you that. Especially not after I feel you hug me tight inside your body, sucking my come from my cock. If we’re taking a gamble together, it’s all in, or we fold before the call.”

We get PLENTY of steaminess to go around, that’s for sure! And this pervy reader LOVED every second of it!!!

Another standout is the incredible relationship that Wren has with the rest of the guys, – her brother and friends – but specially her bound with her twin brother, Weston. It’s amazing to see their love and support, and he hinted to what an amazing character I’m sure he’ll be. Her rock, her anchor, even if she doesn’t need him as much as she always did. An immeasurable brotherly love…

“And if I fall for this man, the allure of a reward, only to find him not there to catch me?”
My brother’s arm tightens around me. “Then you still won’t hit the ground, little sister, because I will always be here to make sure you never fall far.”

And I can’t not mention the rest of the bandmates, Luke and Jamison, specially the former, because, OMG, was that guy a hoot!!!! Really, what an awesome character! He sure gave us some ROFL moments here!

“We can talk tonight,” I concede.
“Do you mean talk to him with your south mouth?” Jamison butts in.

JADED HEARTS really was a spectacular beginning for the series, and these characters were splendidly thought out and realistically portrayed – you can see by the incredible (and numerous, even if reduced multiple times, lol) quotes I posted. So amazing, it was hard to choose from! The storyline itself couldn’t have been more well constructed. Naturally, emotionally and fluidly, the events develop in a way that you feel that you are living them with the characters, and that for me is perfect writing perfection on Harper’s part. It’s exactly what I hope to find in each story I dive in, and here it surpassed expectation. The only thing I missed, being the total ‘epilogue – whore’ that I am, was a more extended epilogue with a deeper look into their future. I know we’ll get that for sure in the upcoming books, but I’m a greedy reader, so I wanted it now! Can’t wait to see what Harper Sloan brings us next with that special and quirky character of Jamison! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

We’re cut from the same cloth, honey. Both of us wear the scars of our jaded past, but if you feel even a little bit like I do for you, then you’ve felt the healing touch of them disappearing since the moment our bodies first touched. I need what you give me more than my next breath. That isn’t something anyone would be able to give up. People fight a lifetime to find this, and I had almost lost faith that I would ever have this.”

 

I feel like my heart—the one thing that keeps me alive—doesn’t even beat inside my own chest anymore, not when Wren has taken its place as my most vital organ.

My knight in tarnished armor had finally found his broken princess, high in her jaded tour—changing both of our lives for eternity.
 This is the evolution of two jaded hearts seeing the beauty of life again.
This is the creation of two broken souls, healing solidly, connected as one.
This is the foundation of an unbreakable love.
This is the clarity of our forever love.

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Harper is a NEW YORK TIMES, WALL STREET JOURNAL and USA TODAY bestselling author residing in Georgia with her husband and three daughters. She has a borderline unhealthy obsession with books, hibachi, tattoos and Game of Thrones. When she isn’t writing you can almost always find her with a book in hand.

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BLOG TOUR + REVIEW & GIVEAWAY: WOUND TIGHT (Made in Jersey #4) by Tessa Bailey

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WOUND TIGHT

Series: Made in Jersey #4

Author: Tessa Bailey 

Genre: Adult, Entangled: Brazen, Contemporary Romance

Release Date: December 5, 2016

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Today is our stop on the blog tour for Wound Tight by Tessa Bailey! Check out this fantastic new release and grab this sexy new contemporary fiction today!

 

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A sexy new M/M romance from New York Times Bestselling author Tessa Bailey 

When CEO Renner Bastion walks into a room, everyone keeps their distance. Well, everyone but the sarcastic, tattooed, Boston-bred security guard whose presence has kept Renner in New Jersey longer than intended. As if the unwanted attraction isn’t unsettling enough, Renner finds out his protector isn’t as unavailable as originally thought. 

Milo Bautista just came out to his wealthy, ultra-confident boss, a man he secretly respects and admires…in more ways than he’ll admit. Worldly, experienced Renner would never look in his direction, let alone share some of that confidence he wears like a cloak, so Milo has set his sights on someone else to be his first. 

Until Renner offers him private lessons in seduction…

 

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Oh boy! Is it HOT in here or is it just me??? 

I know, I know, by now I should already be used to Tessa Bailey’s level of smoking hotness erotic perfection – she is, after all the queen of dirty mouthed alpha males –  but this one just cemented that in a whole new level!

Wound Tight is the first MM Romance by the author, and as I’m completely addicted to her writing and Made in Jersey is one of my favorite series, I couldn’t miss this one, even though it’s not a genre I’ve ever read before, (yes, I’ve read plenty of MMF and MFM, but we all know it’s not exactly the same, lol), and decided to pop my MM romance reader cherry with Renner and Milo’s story, and let me tell you, it was SO worth it!!! <3

Renner have been circling around each other for months, actually, since the very moment the security guard come to service as his employee. Renner has lived a life where control and rules have taken over, and are the only way he can function properly as well as his defense mechanism of choice. Rules and control that he applies to every single aspect of his life, which is mainly dominated by his work and his need to overcome himself every day on a professional level, so when the care-free security guard, to whom he is secretly attracted, clashes his controlled world and rules at every turn with his ‘take no prisoners’ attitude, he can’t help but be every day more fascinated…

Putting up with the subtle jabs and sarcasm had nothing to do with Renner’s reluctant fascination with the security guard. Or the way a flame lit under his blood every time the man was close by.

Milo Bautista has been just has drawn to his new boss since meeting him, but his attraction hides so much more, because what no one else know is that he has recently realized, or better yet, acknowledge to himself the true nature of his sexual orientation. And being Renner a confident and self assured gay man, he represents what Milo longs to acquire, a security in himself, sexually, that he doesn’t possess. Or at least that the excuse that he gives himself for wanting to care and protect Renner, and even stalking him… LOL

Instead of learning how to be comfortable in his own skin by following the lead of a man who epitomized confidence, Milo had developed something of a crush. Who wouldn’t? Renner was concise, demanding and intelligent, and he didn’t give a fuck who disapproved of him. A badass who could raise an eyebrow and have employees running for cover.

I loved Milo’s character! His honesty, and straightforwardness, as well as his glass-half-full attitude were so refreshing! His loyalty and protectiveness to the ones he cared for just made him even more incredible!

He enjoyed taking care of people.
For some reason, that quality was amplified around Renner. By about seven million notches. Probably because the jerk needed taking care of more than anyone.

Of course all these extraordinary qualities only spiked Renner’s interest more every day, so when one of those days Milo confessed – completely blowing his mind – that he was attracted to men, there was no stopping their magnetism. Even though Renner sure as hell tried, placing obstacles at every turn and revealing his rules that deemed Milo as ticking all the boxes of whom he didn’t ever allow himself to date.

“No one under thirty. No one with even a remote connection to my company. And no one on the fence.” He paused. “That might seem a little harsh to you, but it’s better for everyone involved if there are no second thoughts or regrets.”

But in reality, all those rules proved more than futile, because their off-the-charts attraction had to explode at some point, and when it did, there was no stopping them! 

“I make the decisions. Do you understand? Boss inside work, boss outside of work. That’s me. Your dick seems to like that idea just fine.”

And Lordy, let yourselves be prepared because an unleashed Renner, in all his alpha maleness, filthy mouthing glory, was a thing of beauty! Up there with all the other Tessa Bailey’s dirty talking alphas! There was no mistaking who was in control in this relationship.

“Fuck. I’m so hot watching you make up for lost time with my cock. You can’t get enough. Just like I can’t get enough of that pretty-boy mouth.”

Even if at times Milo was just has dirty mouthed as his first male lover.

“I want to suck you off right here. I want you to remember me on my knees, my head bobbing up and down between your legs, next time someone tries to fuck around with you. Or tries to make you forget that you run shit.” Another, longer lick. “You’re the man, Renner. So sit back, watch me make you come, and feel like it.”

But he got off much more on being on the receiving end of all that dominance and filthy words, because as he soon discovers, it’s what he has been craving all this life. Or maybe that’s just Renner himself. Maybe he’s  WHO he has been craving all along…

“Tell me, Renner, because I needed you to…mark me. I kept waiting and you never came. So I need to hear the reason you wouldn’t let me leave with anyone.”
“Because I want you for myself.”

Wound Tight is quite a rocky journey into their relationship, and at times my heart was really hurting for Milo, and his gentle soul with all the back and forth and pushing away from Renner. He really was the best, because Renner was amazing too, but damn, his reactions sometimes gave me whiplash! His fear and defensive walls around his heart are justified by what happened in his past, but Milo, with his love and openness ends up conquering them all! And his Renner’s major groveling sure did help a lot! 😉

Now I’m just sad we have to say goodbye to this series, and all the Made in Jersey gang – from whom we got one more delicious peek here – because they just proved Tessa Bailey’s incredible writing talent over and over again, and here with a very special twist, given their blue-collar characters, which was undeniably refreshing! But I’m sure that soon enough TB will brings us more surprises like this series, and I can’t freakin’ wait!!! <3 <3 <3 <3

“I claimed you, Renner. I made you my friend. Made you my…more. I needed you to claim me in return. That was all I needed.”

“I’m staying here for you. This is going to be home, because it’s where you are. If I go somewhere, I’m taking you with me. No days or nights apart. Not because I don’t have trust. But because I don’t have the patience for time without Milo. I don’t want to know what that’s like anymore. I need you.” 

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Her most valuable life experiences were learned thereafter while waitressing at K-Dees, a Manhattan pub owned by her uncle. Inside those four walls, she met her husband, best friend and discovered the magic of classic rock, managing to put herself through Kingsborough Community College and the English program at Pace University at the same time. Several stunted attempts to enter the work force as a journalist followed, but romance writing continued to demand her attention.

She now lives in Long Island, New York with her husband of eight years and four-year-old daughter. Although she is severely sleep-deprived, she is incredibly happy to be living her dream of writing about people falling in love.

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RELEASE BLITZ + REVIEW: TORCH (The Devils Souls MC #1) by LeAnn Ashers

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TORCH

Series: The Devils Souls MC #1

Author: LeAnn Ashers

Genre: MC Romance

Release Date: December 8, 2016

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One moment, one ordinary day changed my life and led me to my forever.

Three guys tried to kidnap me.

One man saved me.

I was beyond scared. Being blind, I was already terrified of my every move, the unknown frightening.

His name is Torch. Once he decided I was his, he didn’t let me go. Torch became everything to me: my protector, my safe haven, my husband, lover, and most of all, the father to my babies. He made me see that I didn’t have to be afraid of my every step, because he would always be there to catch me before I fell.

Torch is the Vice President of the Devils Souls MC. The men are violent and scary, but I learned to trust them, because above everything else, their women are protected. They became my family. My only family.

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First and foremost I have to say this cover… WOW!!!! It’s one of my favorite covers this year, honestly! I already wanted to read Torch as soon as it was announced, but add this cover to the mix and I SO wanted to meet Torch! Total Cover Lust!!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

The giddy excitement to read this couple’s story was more than justified, IMHO, because, considering how picky I am with this genre, I enjoyed the hell out of this ride!

Torch emerges in Kayla’s life exactly when she needed a savior the most, and like a true knight in shining armor – though more of a dark knight -, he rescues her, but like the good bad-ass, alpha biker that he is, he never again let’s her go. Even more surprisingly, she soon finds out she also doesn’t want him to let go.

For the first time in my life, I am deciding to trust a stranger, and blindly at that. I am taking a leap of faith, and that’s something I never ever do. I fear the unknown.

Torch was an amazing character. Sure he has a rough and hard persona that fits perfectly with his MC lifestyle, and even cold and cruel when required, but with Kayla and his daughter he couldn’t be more surprisingly sweet and caring. This is a side he reserve for, and only for, the one women he loves. To the rest of the world he is the biker with the tattoos and rough attitude to match.

“What’s that look for?”
“You have full sleeves?” she asks and puts her hair up in a bun thing on top of her head.
“Yeah.”
Her head shoots in my direction. “Oh. My. God. I am dating a freaking bad boy and didn’t even know it!” She fans herself dramatically.
“You’re such a little shit.” I laugh at her dramatics.
“I’m your little shit, though.”

Of course, not just any biker, but a OTT obsessed and protective alpha at its best, and Kayla was on the receiving end of his obsession and protectiveness. From the moment they met she brought it out in him, and it never stopped. I love a good protective alpha – and Kayla really needed a champion -, but one of the things I loved the most, not only about Torch, but about this couple in general was their contrast: his strength to her fragility, his bossiness to her sassiness, and of course, his rough and hard exterior compared to her softness, but the clash I adored the most was the love and care with which he treated her from the very start, by she was made of glass, and the most precious thing in the world… That had me swooning…

“You never get on your knees for anyone,” he growls and presses his mouth to mine. “You are to be worshiped,”—his lips trail down to my throat then down to my breasts—“cherished”—his lips trail down to my belly button—“You are my Queen and will be treated as such.”

Like a good insta-love / lust trope – and you guys know how much I love those, LOL – the feelings and the relationship develop at warp speed, and I truly felt their attraction and appeal to one another from the very beginning.

I didn’t think I could love anyone like this, but I love her with everything in me.

 

Kayla will be the only person who sees my vulnerable side. The only one I will be with like this. She may have not been my first, but she sure as fuck will be my last.

I’m sure you know the expression “the bigger they are, the harder they fall”, let me tell you that fits Torch to a T, because for someone who never thought he would find his soul mate, it only took him um look, one touch, to fall and fall HARD for Kayla!

“I can’t stand the thought of losing you, Torch. You are my world,” she whispers to me. It strikes me right in the heart. She means everything to me, too.

I feel such raw love for him that it’s almost unreal and so powerful. I love him with every bit of my being.

However, don’t be mistaken, because he wasn’t alone on this ride! Kayla fell just as hard and fast as he did! But with how cherished and cared for, as she was by him, how could she not?! He became everything to her, as she did to him…

Meeting him was one of the worst and best days of my life.
That was the day he changed my life forever. The day I finally felt, lived, and loved. He became my rock, my world.
He made me see that it was okay to be afraid and that I shouldn’t fear, because he would always be there to catch me.

LeAnn Ashers also gave us a look into their MC world, and thought the side plots, alerted to a very sad reality on human traffic, sexual slavery, and abuse, which this group, The Devils Souls MC tried to fight and annihilate as best as they could, by any means necessary, even if it meant crossing to the other side of the law in the most unorthodox of ways. They may be rough, hard and scary, but for and to the ones they loved, and specially to protect them they would do anything. I loved how all of them treated their woman like gold, never breaking their alphaness to the rest of the world.

“Hang on for the ride, girl, because that man will make you the happiest woman imaginable. They may look gruff, but for us, they are softies. They won’t ever admit that, though,”

Ms. Ashers really gave me the type of MC Romance that ticks all my boxes! Insta-love, OTT obsessed alpha, minor to none club-whore and other woman problems, faithful and devoted hero, and good context and development: we had it all in TORCH! The fast paced and thrill filled plot just spiced it up even more! And after all those teasing snippets of these secondary characters, I can’t wait for the stories from the rest of the gang! So many interesting characters! I can’t wait!!! <3 <3 <3 <3

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 The man who made me feel.
The man who showed me what love is.
The man who gave me everything I never knew I wanted and needed.
The man who I never saw but loved with everything in me.
This man who is my everything, my heart, and the other part of my soul.

 

“The most beautiful thing about you is your heart. The light that comes off of you makes my cold heart not so cold. You are the kindest person I have ever met and the most loving.”

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RELEASE BLITZ + REVIEW: DASHING THROUGH THE SNOW by M. Leighton

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Author: M. Leighton

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: December 4th, 2016

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Need some fun to brighten up the holidays?  Need some heat to warm up the cold nights?  Well,this is just the thing.  DASHING THROUGH THE SNOW, a sexy, snowy Christmas story by M. Leighton is LIVE!

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Dilyn Hart hates Christmas, so when her boss (and ex-boyfriend) hands her an assignment to interview champion snowboarder and gorgeous playboy extraordinaire, Dash Grainger, on Christmas Eve, she takes it. There are several things she doesn’t plan for—a surly driver, a chalet in the middle of nowhere, a freak snowstorm—but the biggest surprise of all is Dash himself.

Dash Grainger lives for the high, and so far in his twenty-six years, he’s never met anyone or anything he loves more. Nothing has ever thrilled him as much as slick snow, cold air, and breakneck speed.

Until he meets Dilyn.

But one perfect night doesn’t mean clear, blue skies the next day. There are some storms that can’t be weathered.

Christmas Day might just be one of them.

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Dashing Through The Snow is the perfect little read for beginning of this holiday season!!! It puts you immediately in the Christmas Spirit!!!

Sweet and super sexy are the words that describe this little treat of novella to a T, since I devoured it as fast as a delicious Christmas cake.

Dash and Dilyn find themselves stuck in a cabin in a middle of a snowstorm, and took a chance, and opened up to one another, like they had never done before in their lives, because from the very first look they felt the connection, and the deep seated feeling that they could trust, that they could rely on each other.

“You know me.  It doesn’t always take years to get to know someone. Sometimes you get a feel for people within minutes.  And you know me. Trust me, you know me.”

They both had childhood hurts and traumas that left them scars, so it was like this the recognition of a kindle souls, and for two people who had never truly loved before, this night may just have changed not only their view on the world, but their entire future. They never really stood a chance! LOL!

“So there will always be something more important than people.”
“Yes. Until there’s not. Until someone walks away with my heart.”
“How will you know? How can you be so sure you’ve never been in love?”
His answer is spoken in a hushed tone that rasps across my nerves like crushed velvet. “Because she’ll be my high.  That’s how I’ll know.”

I’ve never—never, ever—reacted to a man this way. So profoundly. So wildly.

And Dash for all of his daredevil, playboy persona sure did surprise me, because his feelings where so clear, and his words deeply touching and meaningful. We could feel that deep down he knew that he had found in Dilyn what he himself never knew that he was looking for, but clearly craved: true love.

I think real love doesn’t ever go away. You can’t turn it off, outrun it, or drink it away.

That’s the kind of love I’ll stop skiing for.  The kind that’s worth everything.  It’s all or nothing for me.  And when I find my ‘all’, I’ll give her everything.”

But this man isn’t made only of tender moments and sweet words, because he is every bit of panty-melting manliness that Dilyn thought she was prepared for, but even in that he was so much more, because not even her strength and sassiness were enough to fight a one on one contact with Dash. Specially considering the way he truly wanted to contact with her… Because OMG, was that man HOT!!! 

“I won’t stop until you come all over me. I want to feel everything you’ve got dripping between us.”

Michelle Leighton really gave us the perfect little holiday treat, with all her usual and incredible writing and amazing character development but in a short and insta-love setting that left me just as hooked as her full length novels. You guys know what a good insta-love whore I am, so let me tell you this one was just fantastic!!! So, please, Michelle, bring on more treats like Dash and Dilyn!!! He may have given Dilyn Christmas back, but you sure brought us Christmas! Merry Christmas to everyone! <3 <3 <3 <3 

We only spent a few hours together, but my heart made the decision that we were meant for each other.

“I know how hard Christmas is for you.”
I shake my head, injecting as much sincerity into my expression as I possibly can.  “No, not anymore.  I will forever love this holiday more than any other. It brought me you.”

Maybe we can make a family.  Our family.  Either way, our future is bright and beautiful with a little dash of perfect. 

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1152263New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestselling Author, M. Leighton, is a rarely ever comfortable speaking about herself in the third person, but here goes. Michelle is a former nurse who has always harbored a passion for the written word, a weakness for alpha males, and a profound love of all things romantic. Never in her wildest dreams did this Yankee-turned-Southerner imagine her life as it is today. She has the best job in the world, a husband who treats her like a princess, and a dog that’s so smart she may one day write a novel, too. You can often find Michelle hidden away in her cave, crafting a new story, or out in the sunshine enjoying some quiet time with her man. Movies, wine, and good food are frequently thrown into the mix, and exercise on days that start with Q. She loves laughter, chocolate, the color red, and you can find out more about her at www.mleightonbooks.com.

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RELEASE BLITZ + REVIEW: RUSTY NAIL (Uncertain Saint’s MC #6) by Lani Lynn Vale

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RUSTY NAIL

Series: The Uncertain Saints MC #6

Author: Lani Lynn Vale

Genre: Romantic Suspense

Release Date: December 1, 2016

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He knows that pain makes you stronger…

Wolf isn’t always a good person, and he doesn’t hesitate to say what’s on his mind.

He is who he is, and he doesn’t offer apologies.

He isn’t out to impress anyone, and he doesn’t make excuses for his actions.

She knows that fear makes you braver…

Raven has made some bad decisions, and she’d give anything to go back in time and choose a different path.

The reality is that she can’t go back, and the day Wolf walks into her life, she finally realizes that maybe she doesn’t want to.

Wolf is everything she’s ever wanted, and the exact opposite of what she needs.

They both know heartbreak makes you wiser…

Wolf knows that this is not a good idea. There are a million reasons—all of them bad—telling him exactly why he should stay away.

But when Raven’s nightmares burst out of her dreams and into her reality, he doesn’t have a choice anymore.

He has to protect her, while somehow protecting his battered heart.

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OMG, it feels like I’ve been waiting for this book since for-freaking-ever – ok, not really true since Lani Lynn Vale is a writing super machine, LOL -, but ever since Wolf was first mentioned in Michael’s book, Coup de Grace, my curiosity was awaken, and from that moment on every time he was mentioned in the any of her other books, even if only in passage my expectation for his story raised another level! Let me tell you now that the wait was more than worth it because Wolf is all that and SO much more! And Raven… She’s just as fantastic!

Raven has been living in a nightmare for what it seems her whole life, but when she was kidnapped, tortured and raped by a man she thought she could trust, she was left completely shattered and with no hope for a better future.

I was beyond broken.
I was crushed.
There was nothing that could put me back together again.

So when she was rescued from her tortured hell by a dark and handsome man, seeing at her lowest, and treating her with all the care and affection in the world, she saw him as her savior, her hero. 

Wolf was my game changer. He was the man I would forever compare all future men to.

And he was all that and more to her, and even in her fragile state, in every way, she felt the deep connection between themselves. Not even all the pain and hurt her body and soul had suffered at the hands of their capture could erase they magnetism. 

Wolf had been my dream come true—the one thing I never thought I’d be able to have.

Wolf was everything I ever wanted, and the one thing I didn’t think I deserved.

Of course that for more than one reason, as him being taken and she feeling she didn’t deserve him, made her step away and leave Uncertain. What she hadn’t yet realized was that her feeling weren’t one sided, and Wolf was as in deep as she was, and that his relationship was not exactly what it may seem (not revealing too much so that I don’t spoil it, lol), and that maybe he was also giving her time to recover her strength and heal, after her attack.

Wolf… Wow… He was just as fantastic as I’d hoped for! After his brutal attack where he was shot in the head, he took on the role of his best friend’s orphaned son like he was his own, which make us all melt. His interactions with little Nathan was so heart warning that make our ovaries explode!

But because of his past, his upbringing and what he had to do in his job and his club, he doesn’t feel worthy of anything as beautiful and pure as Raven, to whom he was instantly attracted from even the very first glance in those horrible circumstances. For that he tried to support her in every way he could through her recovery journey, which brought them even closer. What he didn’t expect was for her to leave just when he decided she well enough, and that maybe it was time to step up and take a risk, because their attraction was to great to ignore.

When he finally finds her, even though accidentally, he isn’t letting go and soon they bodies and hearts show them just how fated they are, and how good they help each other heal.

“I am a bad person,” he started. “But you make me want to be a better person.”

Their feelings and relationship development were beautifully written by Lani Lynn Vale, and I adored how in depth she took us into their thoughts, theirs fears, their passion – and boy did they have passion, because their sex scenes were off-the-charts HOT –  and their love. I really fell in love right along with them! <3

I’d never felt anything like this pure, unaltered passion. This passion we had for each was something that would never, ever fade.

In true Lani Lynn Vale fashion we don’t get just the amazing relationship development! We get plenty of true enrapturing suspense in the side plot, a lot of looks into the previous MC characters, which is always incredibly satisfying, but what I really adore, and not many authors do it with this naturality, are those incredible and hilarious snippets! I can’t get enough of them! And of course Rusty Nail was full of them, and sizzling beard-related comments! Come on who doesn’t love those?! 

If I could make his beard into my lucky rabbit’s foot and hang it from my keychain, you wouldn’t find my hand empty with all the good luck rubbing I’d be doing.

His beard tickled my chest, and I refused to react, even though everything inside of me urged me to stroke his beard.
Damn his magical bearded powers against my hormones!

It really was a fantastic book with everything Lani Lynn Vale does best, and the perfect ending for the series, – not really written in stone, because according to the author we may have more Uncertain Saints at some point – and even more, the perfect closure for a year of incredible LLV books with more than TWELVE books, – fourteen to be exact – more than one a month!!! How stunning is that?! Now, for the New Year, as a unmoving Lani Lynn Vale über fan, I can only hope she keeps them coming, because I need my Lani fix!!! They are ADDICTIVE!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

Every time you even seem like you’re forgetting me, I’m going to show you, just like I’m about to do, just what you’ll be missing by me not being there. I’m going to give you everything I have to give, and then I’m going to pull out more. I’m going to drown you in me, and make it physically impossible for you to ever leave me.” He lifted my hips and lined his cock up with my entrance. “You’re mine just as I’m yours, and I’ll never let you forget that. Not for the next hundred years.”

“You mean just as much to me, you know,” I whispered to him, looking over my shoulder so he could see the sincerity in my eyes. “There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t fall more in love with you than I was the day before.”

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RELEASE BLITZ + REVIEW: STEALING CHRISTMAS by Alexa Riley

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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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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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Synopsis

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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“Men suck. It’s official. If a girl like you can’t keep a guy, there is literally no hope for me.” My friend, Sydney, shook her head and took a drink of her margarita.

   “Just to confirm, you know for sure that he was cheating on you?” Our friend Jessie twisted on the stool to look at me straight on.

   Exhaling, I pulled my phone from my clutch and scrolled through a few messages until I found the one I’d been sent a few days ago from a number I didn’t recognize. I refused to look at the picture, but I made sure Jessie and Sydney got a good look.

   Jessie’s eyes narrowed.  “Two-timing, sorry bastard.”

   Sydney winced like the image was grotesque. “Dude, if that’s what he looks like beneath that fancy composer’s tuxedo, let that violin-playing hussy have his pasty, blubbery ass.”

   “He’s all hers,” I said, tucking my phone back away.

   “Hans was crazy about you though. I don’t get it. Why the sudden change of heart?” Jessie pulled the olive from her martini and popped it into her mouth.

   “Oh, please, it didn’t have anything to do with his heart. He was thinking with his dick when he fell into bed with Tits McGee there,” Sydney chimed in, which worked for me. I wasn’t eager to hash out my most recent failed relationship with anyone, my two good friends included.

   Hans and I had been dating on and off for a couple of years. He was the conductor for the world-renowned Los Angeles symphony, twenty years my senior, and had a golden reputation in the upper circle. My parents had been thrilled when they found out I was seeing Hans Vandenberg, visions of musical-prodigy offspring dancing through their heads.

   No doubt they’d been devastated when I told them we’d split. They probably would blame me for ruining it even if I showed them the photo I’d been sent of him asleep and naked in bed with some other woman. They always seemed to prefer the ones who treated me like crap over the only one who’d ever treated me the way a person who claimed to love someone should.

   “I bet you’re relieved you didn’t let him finally wear you down, right, Elodie?” Sydney had to nudge me to bring me back to the present. “Way to hold out on a guy for two years. You made his true colors come through.”

   “His true colors being pasty with a splattering of really unattractive body hair,” Jessie muttered.

   “Truthfully, I’m surprised it didn’t happen sooner. Hans and I were never good together. He or I should have called things off months ago.” I shrugged like that was that, because it was.

   Other than looking good on paper, Hans and I had never made sense. I’d never once looked at him and felt my stomach drop, and I knew all he’d seen when he looked at me was a young girl he was hoping to add to his rumored lengthy list of bed mates.

   That was part of the reason I’d held out for so long—I didn’t want be one of a hundred others, or even one of a few. I wanted to be the one of one. The one he’d waited for. I wanted to be someone’s The One.

   “Okay, so I’ve got a brilliant plan for Operation Over Hans VanPastyAss.” Sydney tipped back what was left of her drink, lifting her finger at the bartender. “We’re going to get good and mildly drunk, then we’re going to go see My Mortal Affliction from the front row, baby”—Sydney pulled a trio of tickets from her purse, fanning them in my face—“we’re going to get on our knees and worship that god of a lead singer of theirs, probably flash him a few dozen times, then we’re going to make out with some really fine specimens before we allow our heads to hit the pillow tonight.”

   My eyebrows came together as I studied the concert tickets. I’d agreed to meet my friends for a drink after my earlier performance, but I hadn’t planned on anything else after this. As it was, I was already checking the time, hardly able to wait to crawl into my bed and put an end to this day.

   From the friends’ texts I’d had to field who were just finding out about Hans’s and my split, to avoiding my parents’ incessant calls encouraging me to work things out, to the concert where I’d felt haunted by a ghost during the last few minutes, I was ready to put this day to bed.

   “I’ve got early practice tomorrow,” I said.

   Jessie lifted her finger at me. “You’ve always got early practice. That’s no longer an excuse to dodge life.”

    I blinked, offended. “I’m not dodging life.”

   “Correction, you dodge the fun parts of life.”

   My mouth fell open a little as I looked at Sydney to back me up, but all she did was lift her hands and keep her lips sealed. I wanted to defend myself, but they were right. Other than the endless hours I spent playing piano, my life wasn’t very exciting. Outside of these two dragging me out for the occasional good time, my social calendar was pathetic.

    I had no idea who this My Mortal Addiction was, what kind of music they played, or if I’d even like it, but having my friends call me out stirred something inside me. They were right. I’d spent enough time waiting for my life to really get started. Enough time feeling like an empty shell.

   “Well?” I finished the last of my wine and slid off of my stool. “Ready when you are.”

 
 
 

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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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Kat Austen is the secret pen name of a New York Times and USATODAY bestselling author. Kat writes short and steamy reads that leave hearts (and other parts) satisfied.

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FILTHY RICH

Series: Blackstone Dynasty #1

Author: Raine Miller

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: November 15th, 2016

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Billionaire Caleb Blackstone lives in the glamorous world of wealth and success, with every material luxury. But the moment he sees Brooke Casterley, none of that matters. Caleb is filled with a raw, undeniable need that he can’t ignore…for a girl who is so completely different from everything and everyone he’s ever known.

Only Brooke isn’t looking for love. She knows all too well just how much damage the wrong guy can do. Still, what sane, broke British girl can resist the charms of an incredibly sexy, chivalrous billionaire? What starts as flirtation quickly turns into all-consuming passion. Nothing could have prepared her for the searing heat of Caleb’s touch—or just how much she craves him.

Their whirlwind romance is the stuff of high-society fantasy—but for every moment of pleasure, there is a cost. Past mistakes and tragedy shadow them both…and falling for him might be the kind of trouble she can’t afford.

 

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I would give this thing two drinks max before I was outie.

Nodding and saying the right things, I shook hands with the colleagues who’d known my father and accepted condolences from others. I made a mental note of the people who’d made the effort to mention his name to me, and I would write them down with the event and date as soon as I got home.

I’d worked my way through the room, as I had been taught by my dad—by the best to ever work a roomful of potential deals—when I decided I’d accomplished what I’d set out to do tonight. It was time for me to go. After setting my glass down on an empty table, I started for the door . . . until I saw her.

Just like that. She appeared in my line of sight and I couldn’t take my eyes off her.

The beautiful girl from this morning at the Starbucks on Hereford Street.

I knew it was her because how could anyone forget those sexy boots? Her blonde hair wasn’t down like it had been this morning, though. She’d pulled it back into a sleek ponytail . . . but she was serving at this event? I’d seen her go into that design studio next to Starbucks. She probably had two jobs. Industrious . . . beautiful . . . sexy.

I quickly returned for my half-empty glass and snatched it up from the table. I suddenly felt like an appetizer or two.

She saw me approaching and moved closer with her tray. “What are these called?” I asked without sparing her tray a second glance. Bad move on my part, but I was too busy taking in her golden eyes and hair, and everything else I could now see up close. Perfect skin, dark lashes that framed spectacular eyes, and a scar along the hairline of the right side of her face. Something had hurt her at some point in the past, and I found it utterly insane that I was disturbed by it.

She rolled her pink lips together as if she was trying to suppress laughter. “Well, they’ve told me it’s something called a . . . meatball. Very unusual gourmet creation. You should try one. They’re said to be quite delicious.”

That voice of hers was . . . fucking beautiful.

“Okay.” I picked up a meatball and popped it in my mouth. Didn’t taste a thing. I could have been chewing slaughterhouse by-products and I wouldn’t have known. My brain had shut off everything except her beautiful voice.

“You are either messing with me or that blow to your head must have been devastating. I would wager you’ve had a meatball before.”

“I am.”

She lost her smile. “You are messing with me?”

“No, I am devastating—I mean devastated—by the blow to my head.” What in the mother fuck was I even saying to this girl? I sounded like Rain Man minus the IQ. I needed to stop talking.

“I’m sorry to hear that. It looks painful.”

“It doesn’t hurt me now.” I think I smiled and shook my head but couldn’t be sure. Just call me the village idiot because I knew I was acting like one. I did love the sound of her voice, though.

“Another rare and precious meatball?” She offered her tray and studied me this time. She had to be disgusted by my appearance and turned off by my behavior, but she didn’t show it if she was.

“Yes, please.” I took another meatball but I didn’t eat it. “You are British.”

“You are American,” she said with a fast wink, before turning away to serve other guests.

I watched her walk away from me and felt the pounding of my heart vibrating throughout my entire body.

Something had just happened to me.

I wasn’t completely sure what exactly, but I was crystal clear on the reason.

Her.

 
 
 
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 The Blackstone Affair series introduced me to Raine Miller’s incredible talent and got me hooked on her writing style, becoming instantly part of my all time favorite series. So, when the Blackstone Dynasty was announced I was ecstatic, since I wanted to know more about this world and this family, so I was counting down the days to read about Caleb, after that blurb that fit all the right marks for me, and let me tell you, Raine Miller did not disappoint! Filthy Rich was fantastic!

Caleb was everything I was looking forward and more. Handsome, alpha, protective, confident, the right dose of arrogant and incredibly devoted and caring of those he loves. He ended up surprising me even more, when he shows that behind that well constructed facade of the power persona he was hiding a passionate and incredibly devoted soul. The moment he takes his first look at Brooke, he is lost, – in the best way – and he immediately recognizes her as the one and only for him.   

Maybe that’s what made her so intoxicating?
I didn’t know and I didn’t care because it made absolutely no difference to me. I wanted her with a primal desire I could barely understand, yet I embraced that desire wholeheartedly because I was incapable of doing anything else with it. How could I not? She had enchanted me.

And that just made me love him even more, because he followed his instincts – and his father’s last words/advise – and truly let himself go to all these new and unique emotions that Brooke awoke in him.

The heart wants what it wants, and I’d discovered that for my heart, want was all wrapped up in the package that was Brooke Ellen Casterley.

Brooke has just been back to the island, and city, where she spend her teen years and start of adulthood with her grandmother, after losing both parents in a car accident. At the time she was forced to move to America, to the Blackstone Island, because of tragedy that left deep scars, but now she came still recovering after a whole new tragedy, that left her broken in more ways than one. Five months and she’s still fighting every day, but always with a cloud of sadness surrounding her. And you may think that would make Caleb step back, but no, that just makes him more determined to bring her happiness and vanquished those shadows.

I couldn’t explain why, but I felt like I just needed her. Brooke was like a breath of fresh air into my very narrowly constrained life. Refined, yet not haughty. Strong, but wielding her strength with a careful sense of purpose. Fiery, but not with anger, just wickedly intelligent sass on the tip of her tongue ready to fly. Someone who knew who she was, but not through entitlement and prestige. In other words, a complete anomaly in my world.

He was absolutely relentless, using all the tools he had at his disposal to get what he wanted, who he wanted, because for him, they were fated to be together.

Brooke and I were inevitable.
Inevitable.

Of course it wasn’t an easy mission, given Brooke’s scarred and deeply sad past, but I loved that there wasn’t really much of a push and pull from her part. She felt their chemistry, had her personal and justified reservations, but never cut him off. She could see his good and generous heart behind all that gorgeous and wealthy cover, mainly because he allowed. He opened up his soul and heart to her.

“My whole life changed the moment I saw you, Brooke. I knew it then. It felt like the shades were drawn open, letting the sunlight in after being shut in the dark for years. That’s exactly how it felt for me.”

Filthy Rich was such a heart warning, beautiful, love story about relationship development as much as personal growth and emotional healing as well and soul deep love and connection. Raine Miller created the perfect recipe to captivate us, yet again, to this new series and make sure we don’t forget Caleb and Brooke any time soon, while simultaneously enticing us with these intriguing secondary characters that I’m sure will provide interesting stories of their own. 

Caleb and Brooke were perfect together, but what stood out more than anything and that I, personally treasured, and made it completely swoon worthy – and let’s not forget, panty melting, because, boy, were they scorching together – was the irreprehensible and memorable way he LOVED her! What woman doesn’t which for that kind of love and devotion?! It’s was Romance at its best!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

“So I won’t ever forget that you are the heart and I am your key?” I asked. 

“That is correct, beautiful.”
“What if I told you that you are the same for me, Caleb? That I am the heart and you are my key?”
“Am I, Brooke?”
I nodded my head up and down because I needed a moment to compose myself from the onslaught of emotions bubbling up. “You are inside my h-heart, Caaa—leb. You’re in here s-so very deep, inside a p-part of me I thought—I thought—wouldn’t ever be c-capable of f-f-feeling this way.” I splayed my palm over my heart and struggled to get the rest of the words out. “But my heart does work. You healed what was broken inside it and brought that part back to life.

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Raine Miller has been reading romance novels since she picked up that first Barbara Cartland book at the tender age of thirteen. And it’s a safe bet she’ll never stop, because now she writes them too! Granted Raine’s stories are edgy enough to turn Ms. Cartland in her grave, but to her way of thinking, a hot, sexy hero never goes out of fashion. A former teacher, she’s now writing sexy romance stories full time. She has a handsome prince of a husband, two brilliant sons, and two bouncy Italian Greyhounds to pull her back into the real world if the writing takes her too far away. Her sons know she likes to write stories, but gratefully have never asked to read any, thank God! Raine loves to hear from readers and to chat about the characters in her books.

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