Wednesday, February 26, 2020
Monday, February 24, 2020
Out Now! To Be Yours by C.R. Moss #PNR #Romance
To Be Yours
* An eccentric and eclectic writer, C.R. Moss pens stories for the mainstream and erotic romance markets, giving readers a choice of sweet, savory or spicy reads, usually within a sub-genre or two — paranormal, sci-fi/fantasy, time travel, or western flare. She also has a passion for penning dark fiction. Writing as Casey Moss, she delves into the darker aspects of life in her work, sometimes basing the stories on reality, sometimes on myth. No matter the path, her stories will take you on a journey from the lighthearted paranormal to dark things unspeakable. What waits around the corner? Come explore…
Find C.R. Moss here...
Amazon Author Page | Blog/Website | Instagram | Twitter | YouTube: Book Trailer | More Gateway Ranch books
Amazon Author Page | Blog/Website | Instagram | Twitter | YouTube: Book Trailer | More Gateway Ranch books
A look into...
~ About the Series ~
* Nestled within the hills of central Texas is a special ranch. A place that defies the laws of physics—that of time, space, and dimensions. It’s a place where normal morphs with the paranormal and supernatural. A place that seems to know what a person’s true desires and needs are, and then allows the right circumstances to occur to fulfill those wishes.
* Welcome to the Gateway Ranch.
* Your gateway to all things possible…
* Welcome to the Gateway Ranch.
* Your gateway to all things possible…
~ About the Book ~
* Katrina Foster has survived a life no one dreams about and most don’t want to know about. Escaping to a ranch in Texas she used to visit during the summers of her childhood and rekindling an old relationship with Dakota Remington, she hopes to leave the nightmare of her past behind her. At first, all seems well, but when strange things begin to happen, she wonders if history’s about to repeat itself.
* Dakota Remington has devoted his life to working at Gateway Ranch. He’s excited when Kat, his former sweetheart, returns and looks forward to reuniting with her. He finds she’s changed, though, and he’s not sure if it’s for the better. But he’s up for the challenge of the puzzle that is Kat.
* Dakota Remington has devoted his life to working at Gateway Ranch. He’s excited when Kat, his former sweetheart, returns and looks forward to reuniting with her. He finds she’s changed, though, and he’s not sure if it’s for the better. But he’s up for the challenge of the puzzle that is Kat.
~ Excerpt ~
* The hard composite of her firearm shifted against her lower back.
* Well, if push comes to shove, I can protect myself. I’ll shoot the bastard if he shows up and tries anything.
* Eventually, her nerves calmed enough so she could move without feeling ill.
* She rose and stripped out of her clothes, put her weapon on the counter, then stepped into the shower. The hard and hot spray beat on her, helping her to feel something other than worry about potential rumors or her ex finding her. Kat bowed her head, placed her hands above the faucets. The water sluiced down her hair, cascaded in wide streams over her back. More time passed. Relaxed and clear headed, she finished her shower and was about to open the door when a thud and click sounded on the other side.
* Gripping the towel wrapped around her body, she snatched her weapon, opened the door, and cautiously looked out into the room.
* Dakota lounged on the bed, one leg bent, his hat propped on that leg’s knee. His hair stuck up in clumpy spikes. He ran a dirty hand through his dark brown locks.
* Kat released a pent-up breath, lowered her weapon, and placed the Glock on a counter next to the bathroom door. “How’d you get in here?”
* Tired eyes gazed at her. “I’m manager on duty while the Taggerts are away, ’member? Got a bunch of master keys.” Dak held up the ring of them. “You okay? When you didn’t come back, I got worried.”
* “I’m fine. I think the humidity got to me. Along with the dirt.”
* “Sure. The humidity. You tell me that you’re afraid a man is going to come after you, or rather us. We hear about the vehicle. You turn white as one of our ghosts and run off. Who was in the car, Kat?”
* “Hell if I know. I’ve been with you all day. I didn’t see the fancy black car or who was in it.”
* “You don’t have a clue as to who was in the car? I’m not buying it.”
* “Buy it or don’t.” She crossed her arms over her stomach. “I really don’t know. It could have been Nero. It could have been his goons. It could have been a neighbor of yours or one of the party guests Kent mentioned. I. Wasn’t. There. I. Didn’t. See.”
* Dakota flung himself off the bed and slammed the hat on his head. “Get dressed. You’ll come with me while I get cleaned up then we’ll go hang out in the rec hall.”
* “You know what, Dak? I appreciate the Boy Scout approach, and how you’re trying to get a merit badge for babysitting, but all I want is to lie down and take a nap.”
* “Kat, please. I’m hot, dirty, and tired. I don’t want to argue.” He strode to the door. “Get dressed so we can get going.” His gaze flashed darkly, roamed over her with an appraising glance. A slow grin tipped up the corner of his lips.
* Well, if push comes to shove, I can protect myself. I’ll shoot the bastard if he shows up and tries anything.
* Eventually, her nerves calmed enough so she could move without feeling ill.
* She rose and stripped out of her clothes, put her weapon on the counter, then stepped into the shower. The hard and hot spray beat on her, helping her to feel something other than worry about potential rumors or her ex finding her. Kat bowed her head, placed her hands above the faucets. The water sluiced down her hair, cascaded in wide streams over her back. More time passed. Relaxed and clear headed, she finished her shower and was about to open the door when a thud and click sounded on the other side.
* Gripping the towel wrapped around her body, she snatched her weapon, opened the door, and cautiously looked out into the room.
* Dakota lounged on the bed, one leg bent, his hat propped on that leg’s knee. His hair stuck up in clumpy spikes. He ran a dirty hand through his dark brown locks.
* Kat released a pent-up breath, lowered her weapon, and placed the Glock on a counter next to the bathroom door. “How’d you get in here?”
* Tired eyes gazed at her. “I’m manager on duty while the Taggerts are away, ’member? Got a bunch of master keys.” Dak held up the ring of them. “You okay? When you didn’t come back, I got worried.”
* “I’m fine. I think the humidity got to me. Along with the dirt.”
* “Sure. The humidity. You tell me that you’re afraid a man is going to come after you, or rather us. We hear about the vehicle. You turn white as one of our ghosts and run off. Who was in the car, Kat?”
* “Hell if I know. I’ve been with you all day. I didn’t see the fancy black car or who was in it.”
* “You don’t have a clue as to who was in the car? I’m not buying it.”
* “Buy it or don’t.” She crossed her arms over her stomach. “I really don’t know. It could have been Nero. It could have been his goons. It could have been a neighbor of yours or one of the party guests Kent mentioned. I. Wasn’t. There. I. Didn’t. See.”
* Dakota flung himself off the bed and slammed the hat on his head. “Get dressed. You’ll come with me while I get cleaned up then we’ll go hang out in the rec hall.”
* “You know what, Dak? I appreciate the Boy Scout approach, and how you’re trying to get a merit badge for babysitting, but all I want is to lie down and take a nap.”
* “Kat, please. I’m hot, dirty, and tired. I don’t want to argue.” He strode to the door. “Get dressed so we can get going.” His gaze flashed darkly, roamed over her with an appraising glance. A slow grin tipped up the corner of his lips.
Thank you for joining me here today and celebrating the release of my story, To Be Yours! Be sure to buy a copy now. ;) I'd super appreciate it. :)
Thursday, February 20, 2020
It's Paranormal Romance week at the TBR Pile! #prizes #giveaways @The_TBR_Pile
The TBR Pile welcomes you to Paranormal Romance week!
They're celebrating all things fanged, spelled and shifted.
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Tuesday, February 18, 2020
Out Now—FEISTY (Do-Over Series Book 3) by Julia Kent (@jkentauthor) #romance #romcom #contemporary
Release date: January 28,
2020
Genre: Romantic Comedy, Contemporary Romance
Cover Designer: Hang Le
Editor: Elisa Reed
Audiobook narrator: Erin Mallon
Description:
AN ALL-NEW STANDALONE FROM NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLING AUTHOR
JULIA KENT
I’m not
too proud to admit that finding Mr. Right involves swiping right. Right?
Welcome to dating in avocado toastland.
Here I am, on my first blind date, ever, courtesy of a smartphone app and my two annoying best friends.
So what is Chris “Fletch” Fletcher doing, walking across the room, looking at his phone like he’s pattern matching a picture to find a real person he’s never met before?
Oh.
Oh, no.
The guy I drop-kicked in seventh grade cannot be my blind date. The guy who earned me this infernal nickname.
That’s right.
Feisty.
—
More from New York Times bestselling author Julia Kent as Fiona “Feisty” Gaskill gets her chance at love - drop-kick included.
Here I am, on my first blind date, ever, courtesy of a smartphone app and my two annoying best friends.
So what is Chris “Fletch” Fletcher doing, walking across the room, looking at his phone like he’s pattern matching a picture to find a real person he’s never met before?
Oh.
Oh, no.
The guy I drop-kicked in seventh grade cannot be my blind date. The guy who earned me this infernal nickname.
That’s right.
Feisty.
—
More from New York Times bestselling author Julia Kent as Fiona “Feisty” Gaskill gets her chance at love - drop-kick included.
Other Standalone Books in the
Series:
Little Miss Perfect: https://www.prosaicpress.com/jkentauthor/free-ebooks/
Buy links:
Audiobook narrated by Erin Mallon:
Audible: https://geni.us/FeistyAud
Amazon Audio: https://geni.us/FeistyAMZAud
iTunes: Coming Soon
Excerpt 4:
I charge Fletch, channeling it all,
giving him what he's asking for.
He moves as I plow into the bag, my
body still unable to attack him directly, his hands on my waist as I spin.
Dropping to the ground, I use my lower position to twist out of his grasp, leg
cocked and ready, but he's fast.
So fast.
Sweat sprouts all over my body like
someone's misting me, the sudden crush of hormones, heat, and the pounding
physicality of what we're doing making me wet.
In more ways than one.
I'm a mixture of revulsion and
arousal, hating myself for feeling this way as his arms encircle me, my mind
split between re-igniting the terror of the preschool attack and the very real,
visceral feel of Fletch's skin against mine, welcoming the rutting, animal-like
push of his slick thigh muscles against my arm as I fight him, working to pin
him.
Failing miserably.
By the time we're done, this
scrimmage is a joke, his body pressing me into the ground, arms immovable, my
breath heating his nose as he looks down on me with a grin.
And then that fades.
Replaced by the unfiltered
expression of a man who is falling. Falling, falling, falling into me.
Like time itself has collapsed.
And the sheer force of attraction
is how we propel ourselves forward.
“This is great!” Michael shouts
from the sidelines, the click click click of his shutter breaking the silence,
Fletch's hips digging into mine, his hardness making it clear how he feels
about me.
He doesn't move. My wrists are
pressed into the mat, my hair tugging at the roots, caught under my shoulder
blades.
“See?” he whispers in the space
between us. “Not happening again. You kicked my ass in seventh grade. But we're
not tweens now, are we?”
As he says the words, my nipples
harden, a yearning in the form of flesh centering between my legs. All I want
to do right now is wrap my ankles around his waist and be screwed four ways to
Sunday.
If that's even really a thing.
“No,” I gasp, fighting and failing
to be freed. “We're not. And if we're not, then what are we?”
“You tell me, Fiona. What are we?”
All the oxygen in the room rushes
out. I'm left in space, floating, aimless and without anchor.
Jolene was wrong.
So wrong.
Space isn't my friend. It's my
enemy. It's where everything safe becomes dangerous.
Where Fletch becomes the good guy.
The hot guy.
The I-need-him-in-me guy.
And where it's all caught on camera.
Because this journey started there,
with Rico and cameras and people watching me because they can.
As Michael shoots photos and
dictates angles, all I feel is Fletch's rum-THUM-rum-THUM beat, his heart
against mine, telling me stories that go back seventeen years.
Before my heart wall had turrets.
Before my heart wall had defenses and gun mounts and cannons.
Before I had a wall around my heart
at all.
The kiss comes, unexpected but oh,
so right. Fletch's mouth is inevitable, lips on mine like fate herself stepped
into the frame and ordered us to do this. Logically, it makes no sense, but
emotionally, it’s what the universe dictates, the kiss aligning so many layers
of my being that it's almost painful how perfect this is.
His hands loosen at my wrists, one
threading its way through my hair, tugging just enough to break the sensuality
of this moment, but also brutal enough to make my hips rise up and beg for
more. His tongue is exploring me like no good guy should, nothing but bad and
filthy and raunchy and a promise of slick, hot, no-holds-barred sex if I just
let him in, just let him try, just let him–
Just plain old let him.
But first, I have to let myself.
Author Bio:
New York Times and USA Today
bestselling author Julia Kent writes romantic comedy with an edge. Since 2013,
she has sold more than 2 million books, with 4 New York Times bestsellers and
more than 19 appearances on the USA Today bestseller list. Her books have been
translated into French and German, with more titles releasing in 2020 and
beyond.
From billionaires to BBWs to new adult rock stars, Julia finds a sensual, goofy joy in every contemporary romance she writes. Unlike Shannon from Shopping for a Billionaire, she did not meet her husband after dropping her phone in a men's room toilet (and he isn't a billionaire she met in a romantic comedy).
She lives in New England with her husband and three children where she is the only person in the household with the gene required to change empty toilet paper rolls.
From billionaires to BBWs to new adult rock stars, Julia finds a sensual, goofy joy in every contemporary romance she writes. Unlike Shannon from Shopping for a Billionaire, she did not meet her husband after dropping her phone in a men's room toilet (and he isn't a billionaire she met in a romantic comedy).
She lives in New England with her husband and three children where she is the only person in the household with the gene required to change empty toilet paper rolls.
Social Media Links:
Release blitz organized by Writer Marketing Services.
Monday, February 17, 2020
Love Bytes #99c for a limited time @sirenbookstrand #MM #PNR
Love Bytes
#99c for a limited time @sirenbookstrand
[Siren Classic ManLove: Erotic Alternative Paranormal Romance, M/M, vampires, HEA]
Hoping to reignite their rocky romance, geeky IT tech Benjamin Kempler goes out of his comfort zone to buy a sexy Valentine for his boyfriend. But before the big day arrives, he gets dumped by a text message and it looks like he'll be spending another Valentine's Day on his own. Ben decides to make a life-changing move. Instead of suffering V-Day depression alone in Los Angeles, Ben will be suffering culture shock in London where he relocates for a new start.
[Siren Classic ManLove: Erotic Alternative Paranormal Romance, M/M, vampires, HEA]
Hoping to reignite their rocky romance, geeky IT tech Benjamin Kempler goes out of his comfort zone to buy a sexy Valentine for his boyfriend. But before the big day arrives, he gets dumped by a text message and it looks like he'll be spending another Valentine's Day on his own. Ben decides to make a life-changing move. Instead of suffering V-Day depression alone in Los Angeles, Ben will be suffering culture shock in London where he relocates for a new start.
Sexy Welshman Rhys Wynn welcomes Ben into his hostel—and his bed. They share a strong connection, but Ben backs off. He would rather spend Valentine’s Day alone than risk another broken heart. Rhys knows they belong together, but his secret prevents him from
pursuing the young American. He's a vampyre who's already lost one soul mate, and he won't risk Ben's life.
Can love conquer all, or will history repeat itself?
Buy Link: https://www.bookstrand.com/love-bytesGoddess of the Wild Thing by Paul DeBlassie III #AuthorInterview #thriller #giveaway @GoddessFish
Goddess of the Wild Thing
by Paul DeBlassie III
BLURB:
Eve Sanchez, a scholar of esoteric studies, is driven into unreal dimensions of horror and hope as she encounters a seductive and frightening man, criminal lawyer Sam Shear.
Sam introduces Eve to a supernatural world in which the wicked powers of a surrogate mother’s twisted affection threaten love and life. Struggling to sort through right from wrong, frightened yet determined, Eve nears despair.
Goddess of the Wild Thing reveals the dramatic tale of one woman’s spiritual journey where metaphysical happenings, unexpected turns of fate, and unseen forces impact her ability to love and be loved.
In the magical realm of Aztlan del Sur, a mythopoeic land of hidden horrors and guiding spirits, Eve, with three friends and a wise old woman, is caught in an age-old struggle about love—whether bad love is better than no love— and discovers that love is a wild thing.
Excerpt Three:
“Shirley spoke up, “Maybe we just gotta give it up and say there’s no good out there and no damn good men.” Shirley spat on the sidewalk, as she was prone to do when attitudes turned south and a pissed-off mood overrode a physician’s reserve. A petite woman, hovering around five-foot-three, she was a spitfire to friends and foes. Her red hair was a fine match for her spicy temperament. She never hesitated to snap her tongue, making an envious woman or cocky man shrivel and long to crawl into a nearby hole and cry. Shirley lived as a healer and a warrior, a woman who cared tenderly for the hurting and raged viciously at pretense and abuse.
Eve, Shirley, and two other friends, Tanya and Samantha, were plagued by man troubles the way pollution settles in during dusty days and humid nights in the Middle Rio Grande Valley of Aztlan del Sur. They were four esteemed professional women who could have any man they chose. Yet time and again, they went for the lower, the bad, the worst. They sabotaged the good, the permanent. Commitment was a frightening consideration for four women who’d suffered childhoods of parental dysfunctional neglect and split-ups. They often quipped, “We found each other because like finds like.” Tonight, Eve’s troubles were front and center. She’d done it again or at least worried she had. The glitch in the man was in the type she attracted: charmers—striking and untrue. Suffering had begun. Time was critical. To stick it out or get out was her dilemma. Things with a new man had taken a terrifying turn.”
Author Interview
Would you tell us a little bit about yourself?
I am a psychotherapist and writer of visionary thrillers. I live with Kate, an artist and my wife of 40 years. We’ve raised four wonderful children – writers and artists one and all.
Can you tell us, in your own words not the book description, a little about your book?
Goddess of the Wild Thing looks at love and whether bad love is better than no love. People ache for love, and Goddess of the Wild Thing goes into the ache and how from that pain mysterious happenings lead to unexpected results.
Do you think you will have a follow up book to this novel or is it just a stand-alone novel?
My visionary thrillers tie into one another as equal novels that share common magical themes, references to similar characters, and all take place in the mystic land of Aztlan (New Mexico).
What do you love about writing in general?
Words are a psychic narcotic, a real high. When I wrote Goddess of the Wild Thing there was a sense of being transported to another realm filled with mystery, insight, and age-old wisdom. I loved it!
What advice can you give aspiring Authors in your genre?
If you feel it do it. Doubts come, fears abound, but inspiration was there from the beginning, so see it through to the end. You felt what you felt, the need to write, so stay true to that feeling and true to your dream.
What is in your WIP or next book you thought about writing?
After writing The Unholy and Goddess of the Wild Thing I’ve thought about resting; but the resting is in the living and writing that are an everyday experience. The new book The Goddess of Everything is a hottie – there’s a woman who thinks she all that and more to boot - can control, cajole, and bag whomever and whatever her nefarious heart desires. It’s a visionary thriller of mother love gone bad and a son’s desire to break free. There’s twist and turns and an unexpected heroine – The Goddess of Everything!
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Paul DeBlassie III, Ph.D. is a depth psychologist and award-winning writer living in his native New Mexico. He specializes in treating individuals in emotional and spiritual crisis. His novels, visionary thrillers, delve deep into archetypal realities as they play out dramatically in the lives of everyday people. Memberships include the Author’s Guild, Visionary Fiction Alliance, Depth Psychology Alliance, International Association for Relational Psychoanalysis and Psychotherapy, and the International Association for Jungian Studies.
Website: pauldeblassieiii.com
GIVEAWAY INFORMATION and RAFFLECOPTER
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Saturday, February 15, 2020
Dingo (Devil’s Fury MC) by Harley Wylde #NewAdult #Romance #giveaway @ChangelingPress
Dingo
Harley Wylde
(Devil’s Fury MC)
Published by: Changeling Press
Publication date: February 14th 2020
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
Meiling – All I’ve ever known was pain. My life has been far from a fairytale. No parents. No friends. Just an endless nightmare that I can’t wake from. Until the day a man offered me his hand and promised to keep me safe. I’ve never trusted anyone before, but there’s something about him. Maybe it’s insane, but I know he won’t hurt me, and when he puts his arms around me, for the first time in my life I feel loved.
Dingo – I’ve always had a soft spot for women and kids in trouble. One look at Meiling, and I knew I had to protect her at any cost. The beautiful girl with the wounded soul. After all she’s suffered, all I want is to make her smile, make her feel secure, and give her a chance to find happiness. But first, I need to take out the men and women responsible for hurting her. It might get ugly, and messy, but they don’t call me Dingo for nothing. I’m a crazy bastard and I won’t stop until she’s safe. I just didn’t count on falling for her along the way.
Warning: Meiling’s past isn’t pretty. Dingo and Meiling’s story deals with issues of human trafficking, bureaucratic corruption, and vigilante justice. This book contains darker themes that may trigger some readers.
—
EXCERPT:
“Sit right here, sugar. I’ll get Beau to make you something to eat.”Once I made sure she would stay put, and the others would remain at their table, I went to the bar and spoke to Beau. He kept watching Mei, concern for her evident by the haunted look in his eyes and his jerky motions. It was like he wanted to go to her, but wasn’t sure how she’d take it. I’d never seen him like this before, and I wondered if there was something more between them. My stomach churned at the thought, which was ridiculous. I’d only laid eyes on her today. It wasn’t like she was mine.
“Is she… will she be all right?” Beau asked. “I didn’t know she was in that place.”
“She’s important to you,” I said, hoping he’d offer up more information. All I knew was that he’d known Mei when he was younger. He hadn’t given us much more when he’d asked the club for help getting her away from the Ruby Slipper.
“Mei’s a part of my past, but I never should have left her. Maybe if I’d found a way to go back for her, then she wouldn’t have ended up…” He clamped his mouth shut, but I heard the unspoken words just the same. She wouldn’t have become a prostitute.
“Beau, you can’t blame yourself. When you came here, you were just a kid. Hell, you’re still a kid. If you’d gone after her, who’s to say you wouldn’t be the one whoring yourself out?” I said what I thought he needed to hear, but it made me wonder if he was right. Had Mei ended up where she did because he’d left her behind? What exactly had he been running from?
He winced and looked away, but it made me wonder about his life before he found the club. Or rather, before Grizzly found him. The old man did have a habit of bringing home strays. It’s how he’d ended up with his daughters, and I had no doubt that when he ran across another kid who needed help, he’d bring them home too. It was just his way. It was part of what pissed me off so much about how they’d handled Mei when she’d arrived today, and why I’d intervened when I did. I still didn’t know what the fuck was going on. I’d have never thought Demon or Grizzly would be like that with a woman in need.
“She needs food and clothes,” I said. “You handle the food, and I’ll send someone after some clothing for her.”
“I don’t think she has money for that kind of thing.”
I narrowed my gaze at him. As if I’d expected her to pay? It was obvious she’d been struggling, and had taken a trip through hell along the way. I wasn’t a big enough asshole to make her pay for stuff she hadn’t even asked for, and the fact Beau thought that made me want to put my fist through his face, but I refrained — for Mei’s sake. I still didn’t know how close the two of them had been, and I didn’t want to upset her.
“Just make the fucking food, Prospect.”
He dropped his gaze and gave a nod before heading into the kitchen. I motioned over another Prospect and reached for a piece of paper and pen from behind the bar. I scribbled Mei’s sizes and made a few notes of specifically what I wanted him to purchase, then pulled out a wad of cash from my wallet.
“Henry, I want you to take this and buy what’s on the list. Not a damn thing that isn’t on there, understood?” I asked, handing him the money and paper.
“Got it, Dingo.” He shifted from foot to foot. “Where do I take it once I get back?”
I looked over at Mei and then the officers at the table. The way Demon watched her had me clenching my teeth. No fucking way I was letting her out of my sight. Well, not unless they ordered me to hand her over, and even then, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to. She was young and defenseless. Some caveman piece of me demanded that I beat my chest and warn the others off, let them know she was mine. Except she wasn’t.
“Bring it to my place,” I said.
“You got it.”
Author Bio:
Harley is the international bestselling author of the Dixie Reapers and Devil's Boneyard series.
When Harley is writing, her motto is the hotter the better. Off the charts sex, commanding men, and the women who can't deny them. If you want men who talk dirty, are sexy as hell, and take what they want, then you've come to the right place.
Harley Wylde is the "wilder" side of award-winning science fiction/paranormal romance author Jessica Coulter Smith. For fans of Gay Erotic Fantasy Romance, Harley/Jessica also writes as Dulce Dennison.
Check out Harley's other books, and read some random facts about the author, at harleywylde.com.
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Friday, February 14, 2020
Restart in Bristol by Sedona Hutton #ContemporaryRomance #Giveaway @GoddessFish
Restart in Bristol
by Sedona Hutton
BLURB:
Veterinarian Holly Nicholson longs to put down roots. And with a growing practice and pending nuptials to a handsome doctor, her dream future is finally within reach. But when her NASCAR racing high-school steady rolls into town, Holly’s heart takes an off-track excursion.
Curtis “CC” Clark burned out from life in the fast lane. Switching gears, he moves to a small town in search of some cosmic signpost to reveal his destiny and crosses paths with the only girl he’s ever loved. But he’s worried fate sent him into the pits when he finds out she’s engaged.
Between working at the same animal shelter and her engagement crumbling, Holly can feel old desires stirring. But before they can pick up speed, CC gets his big chance for a high-profile comeback. And returning to the road may mean giving up his beloved forever.
Can CC and Holly find common ground and take their love across the finish line?
Restart in Bristol is the third standalone novel in the Racing Hearts in Serenity contemporary romance series. If you like bad boys with a heart of gold, strong women, and a touch of new age spirituality, then you’ll adore Sedona Hutton’s fun, sexy romance.
Buy Link: https://amzn.to/37cCw1b
Buy Link: https://amzn.to/37cCw1b
Excerpt:
Holly rolled to her side, plucked a daisy, and pulled off the first white petal. “He loves me,” she said in a sing-song tone. “He loves me not.” She slid to his side as she tossed the next petal over her shoulder. As she continued, he mentally counted ahead of her and was pleased that the game ended in his favor.
But she put the daisy down when there were three petals left and picked up her glass. What the hell?
“Hey,” he protested, narrowing his eyes. “You didn’t finish.”
She shrugged. “It’s all fun and games.”
He didn’t know why it mattered so much, but it did. Even though he knew it was silly, he couldn’t let it go.
“You can’t stop in the middle.” He took her glass and put it on the ground.
She gave him a playful nudge. “Who are you—the game cop?”
He caught her wrist and rolled on top of her. “Maybe I am,” he said, his voice low and husky. “Maybe it matters.”
She pushed him off her and reversed their positions so she was on top. “I’ll give you something that matters.”
He liked where this was going. Grinning, he lifted his palms. “I’m at your beck and call.”
She let out a low laugh. The soft, sexy sound reverberated through his insides, making him feel playful and nostalgic, and with Holly stretched on top of him, a little randy, too.
“Whatever I want?” she asked, her breath hot against his cheek.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Author Sedona Hutton finds inspiration in the beautiful Smoky Mountains of Tennessee, where she lives with her husband and curly-coated retriever. In addition to writing, she’s a Reiki Master and a certified Chopra Center Meditation instructor. She enjoys reading, yoga, gardening, and experiencing the great outdoors on boats, motorcycles, and Jeeps. Sedona pens a “Peace, Love, & Joy” blog on her website. Visit her at www.SedonaHutton.com, on Twitter & Instagram @SedonaHutton, and Facebook @SedonaHuttonAuthor.
Sedona’s novel, Cloud Whispers, was a Finalist in the 2018 Readers’ Favorite Contest, an Official Selection in the 2018 Summer eBook Awards for New Apple Literary, Shortlisted for the Books Go Social Best Indie Book of 2018, and a Bronze winner in the 2019 Independent Publisher Book Awards. Nora’s Promise was awarded the Bronze medal in the 2019 Reader’s Favorite Contemporary Romance category and was a Finalist in the 2019 NIEA contest. The Perfect Lap was the 2019 Reader’s Favorite Contemporary Romance Finalist.
Links:
Website: https://www.sedonahutton.com/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/SedonaHutton
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/sedonahutton/
Amazon page: www.amazon.com/author/sedonahutton
Goodreads Author page: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/17837575.Sedona_Hutton
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Thursday, February 13, 2020
Throwback Thursday: THE RULES by Gale Stanley #gay #romance #BDSM @EvernightPub
THE RULES by Gale
Stanley
Genre: contemporary, gay
romance, BDSM
Blurb
Willis Rice has been a Dom for over ten years, but he has yet to find the perfect submissive to share his dark desires. Maybe he
wants too much. He’s looking for the whole package—a partner, a lover, a man
who will trust him enough to surrender body and mind.
At an underground sex party, Wil finds the submissive man of his wet
dreams. He hopes their scene will lead to more, but Aiden belongs to someone
else. When Wil discovers Aiden’s Master is Arthur Wright, chief of police, he
knows he should walk away, but he’s hooked. He can’t get Aiden out of his head,
and he’ll do anything to get his hands on the boy again.
Excerpt
Motherfuck! Wil cursed silently, he never
liked losing, but in truth, he wasn’t all that upset. The Thai boy would have
been fun but Wil wanted more. He wanted to feel… a spark, chemistry, something.
When he spotted the right man, he wouldn’t have to think about it, he’d know
immediately. But, it looked like tonight would be another bust. Every time Wil
went to one of these parties, he started out with high hopes of meeting someone
special, but the evening always ended with him settling for something less.
Tonight he might end up completely alone.
Suddenly,
a spotlight came on, illuminating an empty platform with a Saint Andrew’s cross
at one end. Wil made his way over, and stood in the shadows, waiting for the
show. The minutes dragged on, allowing the audience to grow and anticipation to
build. Finally, a young man climbed onto the platform, but someone much taller
than Wil’s six foot two, stepped in front of him. The Goliath, in jeans and a
studded harness, completely blocked Wil’s view. Cursing under his breath, Wil
squeezed past Goliath, and edged closer to the stage.
The young
man on display pulled a tie from his hair, and released a thick auburn mane
that matched his flushed cheeks. His hair glowed like fire under the spotlight,
making his blue eyes appear cold by comparison. Wil’s breath caught. In his
experience, redheads made the most adventurous, passionate, and yes, dangerous
lovers. He’d always been a big believer in first impressions. Usually he made
up his mind about a new sub within thirty seconds. Tonight it was closer to
fifteen.
Young. Smaller than me. Black
muscle shirt. Skinny jeans. Short black combat boots.
The
overall look screamed ‘submissive boy looking for a Master’, but Wil saw so
much more.
Fearful, yet cocky. Savage, yet
sweet. Submissive, yet prideful. Untrained, yet intelligent.
Wil was
intrigued.
Who are you? What are you doing
here?
Flashing a
fake smile, the boy peeled away his shirt. The dusting of red-gold hair between
toned pecs gave Wil a boner. He’d never been a big fan of the shaved look. So
far, he liked everything he saw. Even watching the redhead pull his boots off
was a turn-on. Wil shifted his stance to give his rapidly growing erection some
breathing room.
The boy
turned his back and shoved his jeans over slim hips. Wil shuddered, imagining
that firm, tight, white ass covered with cum after a good hard fucking. The boy
turned again, giving Wil a glimpse of the wild bush at his groin. Perfect. The
lack of grooming told Wil the boy was probably new to the scene and not tied to
anyone. God, what I could teach him… Wil’s gaze fixed on the redhead with a
desperate fascination. He knew if he looked away, the boy would disappear like
a mirage.
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Wednesday, February 12, 2020
The Perfect Lap by Sedona Hutton #Contemporary #Romance #Giveaway @GoddessFish
This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. Sedona Hutton will be awarding a $25 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.
His job is to drive fast. Hers is to put the brakes on him. When sparks fly, will love cross the finish line?
AJ Ryan is a publicity nightmare. After a questionable photo surfaces and his biggest sponsor threatens to pull out, the NASCAR champion admits it might be time to hit the brakes. Thankfully, his new no-nonsense image consultant knows just where to start… too bad she revs his engine so loudly he can barely think straight.
Ella Fisher’s career is a welcome distraction from her poor taste in men. Fresh off another easily avoidable heartbreak, rehabbing AJ’s career is just the diversion she needs. But when the pulse-pounding client actually listens to her advice, Ella wonders if there’s more to the man behind the hot mess.
When Ella is granted guardianship of three boisterous children under the misconception that she and AJ are a couple, AJ surprises her by going along with the charade. Before long they find themselves in a make-shift family that feels more real than pretend.
As their professional relationship takes a hard turn for the personal, a single overheard conversation could make it all go up in flames. Will Ella and AJ’s romance hit the wall, or will love take the checkered flag?
The Perfect Lap is the second standalone novel in the Racing Hearts of Serenity romance series. If you like bad boys with a heart of gold, strong women, and love stories with a new age twist, then you’ll adore Sedona Hutton’s fun, sexy tale.
Read an Excerpt
“You’re too hard on yourself, darlin’,” he said. “You’re the most focused, persistent woman I’ve ever met.” He lifted her chin and gazed into her eyes. His eyes were a deep, soulful blue and as he intimately held her gaze, it reminded her of their first meeting and their instant, almost spiritual connection. “You’re kind, compassionate, caring.” His voice was so low that it was more like a whisper fluttering against her cheek. “The kids need that.”
She’d barely processed his sweet words when he leaned in.
He was going to kiss her! Holding her breath, she told herself to step back. It wasn’t appropriate—they were working together, he wasn’t her type, she was on a man-ban. The reasons to stop him were endless.
But as he continued to move toward her, she couldn’t. He grazed his lips overs hers in a tortoise-like motion as if testing the waters. His lips were warm and moist and her body pulsed and sparked as they generated heat hotter than hell and half of Georgia.
He drew back and held her gaze, presumably giving her one last chance to move away.
But she couldn’t. His consoling words had comforted her, his embraced had warmed her, and his kiss had left her wanting so much more.
As she acquiesced, the world around them transformed into a magical wonderland. The moon’s light softened and the stars appeared so close that she could reach out and touch them. Light glittered across the dark water like pixie dust and her belly fluttered as if it had been brushed by fairy wings.
About the Author:
Sedona’s novel, Cloud Whispers, was a Finalist in the 2018 Readers’ Favorite Contest, an Official Selection in the 2018 Summer eBook Awards for New Apple Literary, Shortlisted for the Books Go Social Best Indie Book of 2018, and a Bronze winner in the 2019 Independent Publisher Book Awards. Nora’s Promise was awarded the Bronze medal in the 2019 Reader’s Favorite Contemporary Romance category and was a Finalist in the 2019 NIEA contest. The Perfect Lap was the 2019 Reader’s Favorite Contemporary Romance Finalist.
Website: https://www.sedonahutton.com/
Blog: https://www.sedonahutton.com/blog
Twitter: https://twitter.com/SedonaHutton
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SedonaHuttonAuthor
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/sedonahutton/
Amazon page: http://www.amazon.com/author/sedonahutton
Goodreads Author page: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/17837575.Sedona_Hutton
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Sunday, February 9, 2020
Eyes Wide Open by Lucy Felthouse (@cw1985) is Now Available in Audiobook Format! #MMF #BDSM #audiobook
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