lunes, 24 de noviembre de 2014
Royal Blood #1
BY AMITY CROSS
* Cover Design: Amity Cross
* Royal Blood Motorcycle
Club Logo by Jemina Venter - BookNerdFangirl Designs
* Release Date: December 8, 2014
A hit gone wrong, an impossible contract, revenge and the ultimate kicker… falling in love.
Mercy Reid is a runner.
She found the perfect place to hide, until it wasn't.
Xavier "X" Blood always gets what he wants.
He had the perfect arrangement, until it wasn't. X is the mysterious tough guy from Royal Blood MC who gets shit done. Cross the Club and you get a visit from X. Only one person walks away at the end of it...and it isn't you.
Mercy is hiding something. Something big. Looking to get lost, she runs from one hopeless situation right into the clutches of a monster.
When X and Mercy meet, something more electrifying than sparks fly. Something dangerous, passionate and forbidden. When you deal in death, there's only one way things can end...
Or is there?
If you like sparkly unicorns and hearts, Royal Blood IS NOT for you.
If you like dark twisty anti-heroes and heart stopping roller coasters, Royal Blood IS for you.
If you like teddy bears and kittens with whiskers, Royal Blood IS NOT for you.
If you like unapologetic alpha males that drip sex and talk dirty, Royal Blood IS for you.
You have been warned.
" X "
Sliding out of the booth, I sauntered across the pub and ducked behind the counter. Nobody gave me a second glance. They didn’t know who I was, nobody did, but they knew I wasn’t anybody good. Peering through the window on the door, Mercy had her back turned, wiping at her damp T-shirt. I could step into her from behind and show her how hard I was…but that wasn’t the way this game was going to be played.
Pressing the door open with the flat of my palm, she looked up at me with blue eyes that gave away two things. Her hair wasn’t naturally black and by the way her pupils dilated, she was amped up. I was interested in only one of these observations and by the way my cock began to stir, there was no guessing which one was the money shot.
Mercy glared up at me, trying to cover her surprise at my appearance.
“What the fuck do you want?” she spat, dabbing at her tiny T-shirt with a rag. “You’re not allowed back here. Employees only."
I stepped closer, not put off by her tone at all. I’d had worse.
“I don’t give a shit,” I said.
She eyed me, her gaze raking from head to cock and back up again.
I quirked an eyebrow, my lip curling in amusement.
“If you want something, just fucking say it,” she said with an exasperated sigh. “I don’t even know who the fuck you are."
“X, what?” she said, putting her hands on her hips. Bitch didn’t miss a trick.
“It’s my name."
"X as in the letter x?" She rolled her eyes.
"Got a problem?" I asked, inching closer.
“Yeah.” She nodded at me. “You’re in a staff only area. You might be all buddy buddy with Weiss, but I don’t know you from shit."
“The mouth on you,” I breathed, totally turned on. I knew she had bite in her, but fucking Jesus H Christ. The more she bit, the harder I got. My gaze rested on her tits. Yeah, I was a tits man through and through and hers...
“You think I’m going to let you fuck me?” she scoffed, her bluntness doing nothing but turning me on even more.
My gaze snapped back to hers. “Who said I was going to fuck you?"
She pressed her hips forward, her groin rubbing into mine. “Your cock."
My hand shot up and grasped the hair at the nape of her neck. With a sharp tug, her head fell to the side, leaving her neck exposed. If I was an asshole, I’d just take her now, but I wasn’t…fuck that. I was an asshole. Asshole was too safe a word to describe the kind of man I was.
“No,” I said, running my gaze down her pale neck and over her tits. “No, I’m not going to fuck you, Mercy.” She gave me a look that screamed ‘offended' and it only made me grin wider. “Not here. When I fuck you, I’m not going to share your screams with anyone."
Her entire body shivered and I knew I had her. Next time, she would come to me.
Letting her go, I let her hair run between my fingers and it took her a beat too long to step back and separate our bodies.
Giving her one last appreciative look, I turned on my heel and exited the ‘employee only’ room. I could wait. My cock strained against my jeans in protest, but this was one desire I was playing out and savoring.
I strode across the bar and pushed out the door, rearranging myself.
I could wait.
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Amity Cross isn’t my real name. That’s no secret.
I didn’t want my Mum and my workplace to find out I wrote about doodles and tongue-in-cheek sexual innuendo.
I live in a leafy suburb of Melbourne writing about screwed up relationships and kick ass female leads that don’t take s**t lying down.
Insert more pretentious c**p here.
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jueves, 20 de noviembre de 2014
by Annabel Fanning
About this novel...
SHE is simple, uncomplicated.
It is a love story without limitation.
It is a tale of how easy and graceful LOVE can be...and it's *super* HOT!
Logan has loved Gemima for years.
Gemima doesn't know.
After her deadpan relationship finally implodes, Logan seizes his chance to rock her world.
Set in picturesque Paris, SHE is an erotic tale about falling madly in love. Combining sex, passion, and romance, these two high-flying professionals will leave you saying, “Oh, la la!”
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What's your story?
I'm a British-born, Australian-based author. I've previously published two novels for teens (in '09 and '12) and have recently completed my first piece of erotic writing.
At the beginning of 2014 (after having spent years writing other genres - historical, metaphysical, children's, romance) I decided I wanted to write about S.E.X.
I discovered very quickly that I couldn't JUST write about sex, I wanted (I needed) it to have context, depth, and meaning. So, I started writing, and writing, and writing... I had intended to produce a short story but in less than 3 months I surpassed the 100,000 words mark and I wasn't even half-way finished! Besides, I was having SO much fun! :D
That was in May this year. Then I decided to turn SHE into parts 1 & 2 and I took a break from the writing to focus on publishing the first part.
Through FB networking I met some wonderful women who read my novel and offered suggestions and were all very positive about the strength of the story. Together we edited it, and I designed and created the cover and the internal layout. And on October 17th 2014 I pressed the "launch" button and voila! I'm part of the Kindle and Amazon community :)
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lunes, 17 de noviembre de 2014
THREE CHRISTMASES, No Weddings Series by Kat and Stone Bastion |Release Day Launch + Excerpt + Giveaway|
Today is the release day launch for THREE CHRISTMASES, the fourth book in Kat and Stone Bastion's No Weddings series. I'm so excited by this book!!! Check out the exclusive excerpt and be sure to enter the giveaway!! :)
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“Where are you?” Cade asked.
“Your room.” After the gallery exhibit ended, I needed to be near him. But surrounded by his stuff was the closest I could get. Thank God Mase hadn’t asked when I’d shown up at their doorstep, he’d only given me an understanding look.
Cade insisted he felt better only moments ago. Then he refused to talk about his condition.
The phone was pressed to my ear, its glow, his existence, the only light in the darkness. I closed my eyes and turned slightly, pressing my nose into the pillow, inhaling deeply. Cade’s scent mixed with my
heartache for him filled me with an incomparable longing. With effort, I could almost imagine him here wrapped around me. Almost.
“Where in my room?”
“I’m liking this bedtime story.” His voice deepened, turning gruff.
His primal tone sizzled an erotic charge through me and my breath caught. Then I grinned, my melancholy shattering. He did that to me. Turned me inside out on a word, a phrase, the sexy loaded undercurrent of his voice.
On a shaky exhale, I tightened my hand on the phone. The electronic tie to him was hot on my skin. He was right there with me, and at the same time, so far away. “Wish you were here. Miss you like crazy.”
“Me too, Maestro. Like you wouldn’t believe.”
“Really?” Did I voice that? My doubt about his side versus mine? “Does it hurt? Because mine does. I used to think that the good-bye was the hardest part. It’s not. Not by a long shot.”
“No,” he agreed. “It’s every moment you’re dying to share in person.”
I nodded. “The drop-ins and unexpected surprises. All the times I don’t think I’m going to see you, and then, there you are, my sexy-as-fuck dream standing in my doorway.”
A low chuckle sounded out. “Did you just call me sexy as fuck?”
My cheeks began to cramp with my huge smile. Just having him on the line was like thousand-dollar-an-hour therapy. “Maybe.”
“No, I’m definitely sure I heard it. Say it again.”
I swallowed hard and said in a low rumble, “Sexy as fuck.”
His heavy exhale sounded over the phone. “Damn, I miss you. Three more days. I will be there by Thursday night. Count on it.”
Confused about his early midweek arrival, I furrowed my brow. Then it hit me. Thursday was December 11th, my birthday. Even though I’d completely forgotten, he’d remembered. “You better. If you don’t, the rest of the CDs you abandoned here are gonna get it.”
He barked out a laugh. “What are you going to do? Take my favorites hostage?”
Alone in the dark, I narrowed my eyes, even though he couldn’t see. “Oh, no. I’m going to put your entire collection into a random shuffle.”
“Try me, sexy boy. If you don’t get here on time, as promised, all this longing I feel for you will reach a breaking point. Girl needs an outlet. I’m thinking the CDs are a great start.”
He groaned. Then laughed. “Do your worst. If I am even a minute late. I’ll take my licks like a man.”
The thought of punishing him sent my mind guttering. Clearly I’d been exposed to him too long. “Oh, and how do you do it like a man?” My lips spit out the uncensored question before I could stop them.
His low growl vibrated in my ear. “Those are licks I’ll be giving you, Maestro. That’s how I do it like a man. Has it been so long that you don’t remember? I think you need intensive reeducation.”
His playfulness warmed my heart. Sparked the naughty girl inside of me to life. His naughty girl. “Maybe I do.”
He dragged his words out. “Slow, unbelievably slow. To make sure you’re paying attention.”
On a hard swallow, I buried my face into his pillow and took another deep breath. “Oh, you have my attention.”
“Teeth, dragged across skin.”
A shudder ran through me. “I like…”
“I know you do.” He paused. “Kiss after kiss, soft, teasing…”
“You’re teasing me now…”
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Three Christmases Synopsis:
As the holiday season approaches in this fourth book in the No Weddings Series, Cade Michaelson strives to be better at balancing work and love, and Hannah Martin’s growing ability to trust is put to the test.
Lust and friendship brought us together, but with the increasing demands of my two businesses, Hannah’s thriving bakery, and our successful event-planning company, stability becomes my focus.
Then a once-in-a-lifetime career opportunity takes me to the West Coast, and everything goes into a tailspin.
Laughter, love, and excitement fill our lives, but Cade refuses to settle into the wonderful bliss we’ve found—he wants spectacular fireworks and an unshakable foundation. Driven like no one I’ve ever met, Cade insists a dream job across the country will be better for our future together, but I worry about whether we can survive the present apart.
When intimate time diminishes…and lives get more hectic…
Will a little bit of faith be all that it takes? Or will the sacrifice to get there be too great?
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About the Author:
A few factoids about the writing team…
Kat enjoys her chocolate rich and dark, her music edgy and soul-filling, and her vacations exotic with toes dug into the sand. And she’s wildly, madly, deeply in love with Stone.
Stone likes pounding the trails on a mountain bike, vibrating the sound system with rock music, and down time spent on a stand up paddleboard. And he loves Kat wildly, madly, deeply…and then some.
Together, they’re having a blast bringing fun-filled romantic stories to life and hope you’ll join them in the exciting adventure.
Kat’s first published work, Utterly Loved, was a twentieth anniversary gift of love poems to Stone that they decided to share with the world to benefit charity. Net proceeds from Utterly Loved, and a portion of net proceeds from all their books, go toward charities involved in the fight against human trafficking.
Kat and Stone live amid the beautiful Sonoran Desert of Arizona. Visit their blog at www.talktotheshoe.com, website at www.katbastion.com, and their Twitter accounts at https://twitter.com/KatBastion and https://twitter.com/StoneBastion for more information.
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miércoles, 12 de noviembre de 2014
Publication date: December 2014
Genres: New Adult, Paranormal Romance
The one whose emotions I can’t feel is the one who makes me feel the most.
I was a sensitive, at least that’s what I was told by the boy who saved me from the overwhelming emotions that consumed my soul, the boy who saved me from myself when my gift became stronger. Through the years, he was my redemption, my reason to take my next breath…then, he was gone.
Jensen always told me I was strong, but I didn’t believe him until I was forced to be strong on my own, and I kept breathing without him. I’ve taken 42 million breaths since the moment he sent me away. Now, four years later, he’s standing in front of me, and I can barely breathe.
This isn’t just a story about the abilities I possess; it’s a story about something much stronger…the love of the man who possesses every part of me.
***Disclaimer – Feel is intended for readers 18+ due to strong language, mature scenes, and some violence.
***Due to strong language, mature scenes, and some violence,
Feel is recommended for readers 18 and older***
Her dark eyes are clouded with doubt as she searches me, needing me to tell her what I see, needing me to be her strength right now after she’s been strong on her own for far too long, and just needing me. I want to rip the hearts out of everyone who has hurt her, but I tame the rage so I can give her everything she needs of me right now. “The second I met you I knew that you were special and I don’t mean just because of your gift. There’s this wild gentleness buried inside of you that is rare. You fight for what you believe, never backing down, even when you felt all the pain, all of the shit from everyone fighting to restrain you. You didn’t give a damn what you lost of yourself and did what you felt was right, what needed to be done. There aren’t many people like you left, Saige. You said I was your hero, well, I’m not the hero here. You are.
“I’m sorry,” she blurts, rubbing her hands down her tear stained cheeks.
“For what?” I ask, using my thumbs to help her dry her tears.
“I don’t know,” she answers. “For punching your friend, for being stupid, for everything.”
“That’s a helluva lot to be sorry for.” My lips curve into a smile and another tear slides down her cheek, leaving a hot, wet trail that I trace with my finger.
“I’m also sorry for how I’ve treated you since we met again.”
“You thought I sent you to a nut house. Don’t sweat it,” I tease, trying to cheer her up.
“So that excuses my being a total bitch to you?” Her eyes are red and puffy when she stops rubbing them and gives me a lopsided smile, looking so damn beautiful.
“No, it explains why you’ve been a total bitch,” I grin, giving her a wicked wink, “but I have a whole other slew of ideas of how you can make up to me for your bitchiness.”
She laughs, the sound soft yet strong, and so fucking seducing, the sweet lull rumbles through her throat like an aphrodisiac. After what she said about Wes, I can’t be like him. She deserves to know she’s loved before she gives herself to me. After all she’s been through, I won’t risk the chance that she’ll get scared I’ll leave her like he did. There will be no doubt about how much I love her when we make love for the first time; I’ll make damn sure of that.
When Karen-Anne isn’t writing, she enjoys spending time with her family and friends, hiking, and visiting new places. She fuels her addiction of creating new stories by her only other addiction, caffeine, and listening to a myriad of musical genres. Tucked away near the Blue Ridge Mountains, Karen-Anne lives with her husband, daughter, two dogs, and their cat. She plans on writing new adult romance as long as her fingers maintain dexterity.
lunes, 10 de noviembre de 2014
Curiosity Quills Present:
Billy Lovecraft Saves the World,
by Billy Lovecraft
Genre: middle-grade, action-adventure, paranormal, horror, science-fiction
Date of Release: November 13, 2014
Cover Artist: Andy Garcia
The last thing Billy Lovecraft’s parents sent him before the crash was a photo of something on the wing of their plane.
Now he’s stuck with a horrible and heart-breaking mystery: What was that awful creature, and why were his parents targeted?
It’s up to Billy to gather a team of like-minded kids and lead them through a dark new reality where the monsters are real, not everyone is who they seem to be, and an ancient alien wants to devour the world.
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A jock walks toward the nerd table. A tall, popular guy wearing his red letter jacket. The jacket reads: CAPTAIN, SERLING SPARTANS, the Serling Middle School basketball team. The name on the jacket pocket is R. Carlucci, the team's star.
Metal Max grumbles. "Oh, good, Richard Carlucci."
Billy thinks, AKA: Dick.
Carlucci gives Metal Max a death stare, but Metal Max doesn't back down. "You've seen my dad. You think anything you do is gonna scare me, Dick?"
Carlucci sneers. "Well, maybe we can get you on a boat back home. Garcia can go with you."
Sweet-Tooth rolls his eyes. "You don't take a boat to Mexico, you frakking idiot. It's on the same continent as America."
"You and Max just need some encouragement, like your little buddy Bruno."
Billy's face burns red—confusion and anger more than embarrassment. He thought the nerds, at least, would show some compassion. They're supposed to be smarter. More open. Everyone seems the same right now.
Carlucci puts his palms on the table. "Billy, man, don't you know better? Nerds are weird and they don't care about all that money you've got. Hell, they probably like you even less because you're rich." Carlucci flicks Jackrabbit's ear. "You can't impress them. Not even with your dumb dead parents."
That's all it takes for Billy.
He launches himself at Carlucci—AKA: Dick.
Even though Carlucci is a foot taller than Billy, Billy's fists find the jock's nose. Then his lips. Then one of his eyes. He grabs the big athlete. Punches and punches and punches and punches.
It is fast and scary.
Billy stands over Carlucci, who's sprawled out on the ground.
The big jock moans.
Billy's got tears in his eyes. He looks around the lunchroom. He looks at all the shocked faces. "You make fun of me… because I'm rich, and I don't fit in with the rich kids. Or the poor
kids. Or the nerds. But I'm rich because my parents worked and then died. You think that's all right?" He pants. "What is wrong with you jerks?"
The whole room stays quiet.
Billy walks back to the nerd table. His knees tremble from the adrenaline that's still coursing through him.
Sweet-Tooth's jaw hangs open. "That was frakking badass."
Metal Max bumps his fists together. "This guy's like Wolverine."
Jackrabbit sips his coffee. "You're gonna get wedgied when the other jocks hear about it."
Billy shakes his head. "Please shut up. School goons will be here in, like, soon. Just shut up. I need your guys' help. I really do." He looks at Big Jim. "You guys know about weird crap, right? I mean real weird crap."
Big Jim watches Carlucci pick himself up. "Yeah. You—you just beat the poop out of the basketball captain. He should've ruined you. How did you do that?"
"I have anger issues." Billy pulls out his phone. "I'm upset, and, apparently, I'm Wolverine."
He remembers the text from his parents: It's dangerous alone. There's isn't much time.
Billy draws his lips into a straight line. "I need you to look at some photos. Focus."
Big Jim waves his hands. "Fine, fine."
Billy gives Big Jim his phone. Together they go from photo to photo. The whole group of nerds gathers around. Metal Max is quietly resigned. Jackrabbit keeps tapping the screen. Sweet-Tooth nods as the images fly by.
They all gasp at the last picture.
Jackrabbit jitters with excitement. "Holy jeez."
It's a shot taken out the window of an airplane—cramped but filled with contrasts. There's lightning outside. The wing is bright white. A jagged bolt of lightning flies through the frame. The sky is blue. The shape at the engine on the wing is… mind-bogglingly bizarre. It's a large, mottled lump that seems to be solid then formless, cloudy but defined, all at once.
There are tendrils around the shape.
Tendrils that burrow into the engine on the wing.
It's impossible, but the image moves when they look at it from different angles. Like a holographic card. Different prisms of reality.
Big Jim shrugs. "Oh, it's a Shoggoth."
Billy rolls his eyes. "Delightful. I'm so glad I know that now. But what the snot is a Shoggoth?"
"I can't believe you never played your parents' game."
Billy Lovecraft is the young leader of the Cthulhu Detective Squad, which he formed after the death of his parents when he was twelve. He is a writer, scientist, occult scholar, and frequent savior of the world. The things in his basement will give you nightmares.
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sábado, 1 de noviembre de 2014
Book 1 in the Belfast Bound Series
by Leigh Stone
New Release from Leigh Stone!
Lex's Melody is Leigh Stone's first erotic novel, set in the Northern Ireland city of Belfast.
Alex Matthews is a tall, handsome dominant. He exists on the thrill that having a woman submit to him creates. He doesn't date, he doesn't commit. He works hard as an architect by day, and demands control over his submissives in his downtime. Melody Anderson is a 26 year college student who is about to change all that.
When her best friend Jonny suggests that she try a dating website, Mel has no idea where it will lead. Alex finds her profile compelling, and on their first meeting in the oldest bar in Belfast makes the suggestion that she should submit to him. Enthralled by where this could lead, Mel agrees, and the pair find themselves bound together in submission and dominance.
Alex soon finds that with Mel, his previous vice of submission only, isn't enough, and he yearns to make their relationship more, but a dark shadow from Alex's past looms menacingly on the horizon.
Will Alex overcome his fears from the past and find a future with Mel, or will it all end in tragedy?
Contains graphic sexual scenes including those with BDSM overtones. Also contains graphic language, and therefore is not suitable for under 18's.
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About the Author
Started writing recently, and will soon be releasing her first erotic novel, 'Lex's Melody' which dips into the world of BDSM, love, and being haunted by ghosts from the past.
It will be continued in the next 2 books of the 'Belfast Bound' Series.