Friday, April 17, 2015

Release Day Blitz: Sunday Night Dinner Club Box Set By Jess Dee




Party of Three

Spencer Allen’s quest for true love just hit a brick wall—his best mate, Levi Barret. Their mutual lust for the same woman could spell the end of their friendship…or the beginning of a whole new relationship.

 
Table for Two  

James Elliot never meant to barge into his friend’s bedroom, but now that he’s caught an eyeful of Olivia Taylor, butt-naked, he can’t seem to imagine her any other way. Nor does he want to. James is about to change the dynamics of their relationship - and all Liv can do is hold on for the wild, sexy ride

 
Dinner at Eight

It’s been eighteen months since Ava Torres last saw her best friend, Jared Thurston. In that time she’s been married, separated and gone to hell and back as a wife. Now Jared is back in Sydney, and he's determined to prove that true love doesn't just exist in fairy tales. If Ava is willing to fight for it, together they can find their very own happy ever after.


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Once Jess discovered it was okay to leave the bedroom door open in her romance novels, she decided to leave everything open. Buttons, zips, pants, number of lovers... Which is why her books are all steamy erotic romances.

While Jess lived most of her life in South Africa, the last twelve years have been spent in Australia. From the fast paced Sydney lifestyle to the laid back islands and beaches, there's always another gorgeous Aussie setting for a contemporary romance.


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Blog Tour: No Perfect Princess By Angel Payne & Victoria Blue

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What came first? The princess or the shoes? And does it really matter?
My name is Margaux Asher. Don't be afraid to ask how it's spelled though I may enlighten you, anyway. Yes, I'm that Margaux Asher. The attitude icon. The bitch in the latest heels. The princess of the PR game. Just don't bring up the queen.
Mommie and I aren't on comfortable terms. Last winter, I learned a secret that Andrea Asher has hidden from me since my birth--by another woman. And my real father? Josiah Stone, one of the world's richest men. Dream come true, right? There's a lot of baggage attached to that answer. And now, Michael Pearson wants to help me open it. Michael. My six-foot-three, golden god of a dilemma. He's patient, indulgent--and don't get me started on his passion--but he wants too much. He wants all the secrets. What would he say if he knew my birthright was only the start of my life's mess? What would he do if he learns...I'm no perfect princess? Someday, my princess will come... The apple never falls far from the tree? Depends on who you ask. I'm Michael Pearson. Son of an apple farmer. First family member to graduate college, move to the big city, and work for one of the most prestigious PR firms in the country. I'm the success, the star-- And the sap who's fallen for the boss's daughter. So technically, Margaux has stepped out of Andrea's shadow. Doesn't matter to the rest of the company--and the world--who vilify her as they always have. But where they see a she-snake, I see a terrified girl in the woods, yearning for a place where she's accepted, loved. Every time I volunteer my arms to be that place, she ducks deeper into her shell, pushing me away with more fear and anger. Her facade thickens every day, making me more determined to learn what magic kiss will set her free, so she can finally see the truth... I don't want her to be perfect. I just want her to be mine.

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“See anything you like?”
Oh, that had to have sounded as ludicrous as it felt.
“I see a whole lot of things I like.”
Apparently not.
Thank God Claire had forced me to watch a few rom coms lately. Borrowing another “sexy” move from Reese, Jennifer, or Cameron—don’t think I even remembered which one—I slid my hand up the molding of the door frame. Well. Guess they called this one a classic for a reason. It actually felt a little sexy—and helped stabilize the spinning of the room, which intensified with every heated sweep of Michael’s stare up and down my body.
“Then I’m all yours,” I told him. “And I want to make every single second count.”
He raised a finger. “I’ll second every word of…that.”
The last of it was nothing but a strangle from him, as I turned and pressed my back to the jamb. The move forced my breasts and hips out in a pose that dropped his jaw—then brought him sprinting close. Closer. Ohhhh, yes.That was it…
He pressed in, hovering just inches away, staring down with those fantastic eyes of his. When his nostrils flared and his lips parted, the demon turned all man again. All desire. All need and hunger and desire he couldn’t restrain any longer. Thank God. Thank God. Finally. Finally.
He pressed in more. Our hips formed to each other. The heat beneath his underwear pressed into the wetness beneath mine. He curved one hand to my waist. Raised the other to the jamb over my head. Leaned in. Kissed me. Again. Ohhh, again.
He began softly, flicking in only the tip of his tongue, rocking gently against me. Pulled back, just out of reach, when I reached for him. Let out the devil’s own chuckle. “So impatient, little one.”
“Impatient?” I shot both brows up. “Who you working that line on, mister? I’ve waited six damn months. I should be suing you for torture.”
His eyes glittered—right before he surged back in again, with one word spilling off his lips in a growl. “Torture.”
No more teasing. Forget about gentle. He slammed our mouths together, opening me up, filling me. It was invasion more than kiss, mind-bending with passion and force. Skyrockets. C-4. Implosions in my blood—and beyond. Every stupid, silly, romantic classifier that I’d ever made fun of now lined up to bite me in the ass. Kind of hilarious, since even my ass trembled. I had no idea how my knees didn’t buckle.
Ohhhh Christ, could this man kiss.
But I still needed more. If he was simply using this as the precursor for more “making out” and dry humping, he’d have a full riot on his hands, proudly sponsored by my libido. One flick of my hand and the man would be naked, anyway—but no, too easy, too simple. I wanted to unspool him. Unglue him as thoroughly as he pried off all my moorings. Make him feel every pounding, exploding, hot, horny degree of desire tormenting the River Styx now doubling as my bloodstream…
I moaned softly into his mouth as our tongues continued to duel. He was winning, but only because I let him. And yes, dammit, I loved letting him. I never—never—let a man take the lead on this end of things. As if any of them knew what the hell they were doing, anyway.
But Michael Adam Pearson…
Was different. So beautifully, magnificently different.
Decadent.
Decisive.
Powerful.
Passionate.
And God, so arrogant. But self-aware of it. And so openly, brazenly sexy about his promise to deliver on that arrogance. Yeah, his golden gaze declared, you’re going to sample my sinful side tonight, sugar—and you’re going to fucking love it.
It was a bold promise, and not many had fulfilled it with me. But hell, I wanted to let him try. Craved a thorough, brutal unraveling at his magical hands. Needed him to solve my puzzle, piece by complicated piece…
He was off to an amazing start. His lips traveled across my jaw, under my ear then against it, suffusing me with the heat of his heavy breaths, his open-mouthed kisses.
“You want me to do filthy things to you tonight, don’t you?” he snarled at a volume meant only for me…and my throbbing body. “You want me to take this cock out, fit it into your aching pussy then ram it over and over until it hurts? Tell me, Margaux. Yes or no. Now.”
“Y-yes. Oh hell—yes!” I gasped for air, rocking my head back. Wow. Wow. I’d always known the guy had a wicked side to him, but this was—good. So damn good. Beyond anything I’d dared to dream.
He scraped his teeth along my jaw again, marking my skin with his stubble as he pulled my head to the other side, clearing my other ear for his dirty, delicious words. “I was holding back, thinking a woman like you needed to be handled like fine china…but you’re the china that likes to be shattered, aren’t you? Splintered into a thousand tiny pieces…then ground up again, until you dissolve into dust.”
I nodded, but realized that wouldn’t be good enough. Swallowing to get enough air into my throat, I rasped, “Yes. Break me. Hard. Hard.” I’d waited so long to hear these words—from him. Had damn near given up that I ever would.
Good things come to those who wait. And learn to live with a lover named Hitachi. And take a lot of freezing showers. For six goddamn months.
No more waiting. This was happening. My head whirled with desire. My body sizzled with awareness. I couldn’t wait for his next words…the next naughty thing my ears could translate straight to my clit, now grinding against his thigh in open, wanton need.
“I want you on my bed, Margaux.”
“Yeah,” I rasped. “Bed. Good…idea.”
“Go there now.” Incredibly, his voice dove deeper with command. “In the center. On your knees. Waiting for me.” He rocked back, scouring his gaze over every inch of me, rubbing his forefingers against his thumbs as if warming his fingers for what he wanted to do to me next. “And keep those shoes on. They’re fucking hot.”
At first, I didn’t move. Process. Process. Did he really just say…?
I lifted my head to meet his stare. He’d just questioned if I was an apparition from a dream but now I wondered ifhe’d invaded mine—especially since I cocked a glare of open sass, expecting to back him down with it, only to make his eyes narrow and his stance stiffen.
“What are you waiting for? Do it.”
Forget the Jell-O knees. Everything south of my navel turned to soup. I attempted recovery by tossing my head and pushing a finger into the middle of his chest. God, how I wanted to just slide it down, between the twin ladders of his abs, following that incredible V of muscle…
Soon.
“Fine, fine. Just don’t expect me to call you ‘Sir’ and all that shit.”
His laugh was warm and full. “Not a chance, sugar. I don’t do all that shit, either. But putting you in your place every now and then will be my thorough pleasure. And yours.”

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Angel Payne

Hi there. I'm Angel: book lover, writing addict, hopeless romantic, pop culture geek and avid shoe lover. **I have a monthly newsletter now! Sign up for it right here: http://eepurl.com/LoNkz. It's a cool way to get exclusive info, talk hot heroes, learn about new items in the Angel Payne store, talk hot heroes, further the pie or cake debate...and oh yeah, did I mention talking hot heroes? A bit about me... I've been hooked on books since I was a kid but it got worse in my twenties, when I discovered romances--the hotter, the better. Growing up in Southern California, with lots of surfer manliness surrounded me, was certainly a good boost for reading about delicious alpha guys and the women who adore them. When I learned I had a knack for telling these stories too, I guess you could say I was doomed--though my path toward romance novelist took a few detours via a concert-reviewing gig for my college newspaper (free show tickets...backstage passes...that was a no-brainer), artist interviews for a Beverly Hills dance music mag, personal assistant work for a record producer, dance club disc jockey, and a lot of fun in the hospitality industry. These days, I still live in California, and have found an amazing alpha guy of my own who was brave enough to marry me. We live on a street that looks like Brigadoon, with our beautiful daughter. I have the best life ever, and never forget to thank the Big Guy Upstairs for it, either.

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Victoria Blue lives in her own portion of the galaxy known as Southern California. There she finds the love and life sustaining power of one amazing sun, two unique and awe inspiring planets and three indifferent, yet comforting moons. Life is fantastic and challenging and everyday brings new adventures to be discovered. She looks forward to seeing what's next!

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Blog Tour: Redeeming Kyle By Zoey Derrick

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Falling in love was the easy part…
For Talon Carver, the commanding and charismatic lead singer of the rock band 69 Bottles, life has never been better—or worse. His heart’s at a full 11 for Addison Beltrand, his feisty PR rep. But admitting it was a much different tune. The dilemma’s even more complicated when adding his other lover to the mix: Kyle Black, the band’s handsome, sweet and sexy manager. Why ruin a good thing, right? Things are pretty damn perfect for the trio—in and out of bed. But just when they find their best rhythm with each other, a rocky night in Minneapolis forces all three to reexamine their feelings—and take their relationship to new levels. But can love be enough? The band’s soaring popularity, along with the pressures of maintaining an unconventional relationship on a high-profile rock tour, start to take their toll. When Addison starts to fall apart, Talon and Kyle must come to terms with how important she is to them both. Can Addison find the strength to be their glue once more? What happens when the world goes on…but yours suddenly stops? When everything looks like it’s going to fall apart? Is love enough to bring Talon, Kyle, and Addison back to each other’s arms…and with it, the magic that true redemption can bring? ****Content Warning**** Sexy, naked, bisexual rock stars…and a lot more… This book contains, but is not limited to the following sexual content – reader discretion is advised - hot sex between two men and one woman. M/M/F, M/F/M, M/F, F/M and M/M sexual content. There are no boundaries when these three crash together, as long as you’re over 18 years of age.
Do you remember all the things that you loved in the first two books?  Those intense feelings and emotions and all that hot as hell sex that these three had?  Well we get even more in Redeeming Kyle and holy hot damn I was on the edge of my seat and reaching for my husband at the same time.  I threw my kindle, picked it back up, screamed in frustration and shed some tears.  I also wanted to smack some sense into Kyle and praise Talon for stepping up. Be prepared to feel a high range of emotions when you are reading Redeeming Kyle, you may even wonder if you need anxiety or depression medicines from the way your emotions will go from one extreme to another.  It was so damn good.


Zoey Derrick you have cemented me as a fan for life, the journey that you have taken us readers on with Addison, Talon and Kyle’s relationship is one that I won’t soon forget.  I am thankful that you allowed me the honor of not just reviewing these books but taking me on the journey with Addison, Talon and Kyle.  I anxiously await to see what you have planned for us next.
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Kyle comes back and I lean into him, wrapping my hands around his arm, holding on for dear life. Kyle kisses the top of my head and my heart swells. No matter how bad he’s feeling, he doesn’t forget about me. We arrive at the restaurant and Talon argues with Mills about getting dinner, but Talon wins the argument and Mills escorts him inside. “I imagine social media is blowing up.” Kyle laughs, “He grew up close to here, it might not be that bad.” “I hope so.” I turn in my seat to look at him. “Are you feeling better?” He snorts. “No.” “You’re hiding it well.” “Good.” He leans over and kisses my forehead. “What’s freaking you out?” I ask bluntly. “Is this really the place for this?” I shrug. “You and I are eating in the bedroom. We’re going to talk, so we can either wait until then, or you can give me an indication so that I can figure out how to handle this with you. I don’t expect you to be all butterflies and roses when we’re done, but this, the way you are, it’s hurting me. I don’t like it, but I can’t let it go.” “What if I asked you to tell me what’s on your mind first?” I shrug, “If that’s what you think it will take to help you talk…” I let the thought trail off. “I guess I just need to know whether or not we’re sharing some of the same feelings and it might make it easier for me to tell you what I’m afraid of,” he says quietly, I can tell he’s afraid that he’s alone in his fears and that is far from the truth in this situation. “I’m scared because…” I take a deep breath, “because it’s all so fast, too fast. We’re barely beginning this journey together and now,” I can’t hold back the emotions anymore, “now we’re becoming a family. I’m terrified that you and Talon are going to realize that and bolt.” He shakes his head, sadness in his eyes. He opens his mouth to speak and I quiet him with my finger. “Please, I’ve started, don’t let me stop.” He nods his agreement. “I’m terrified that we’re testing the boundaries of our new relationship beyond what we’re ready for, what we’re capable of. That this is going to destroy whatever we have building between us. That it’s all too much for even me to handle, or process.” I wipe tears from my cheeks, “If you and Talon hadn’t been there or if I’d managed to do this on my own, finding out without you, I’m afraid I would have run away or that something is going to drive you both away from me.”
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Best Selling Erotic, Paranormal and Contemporary Romance author Zoey Derrick comes from Glendale, Arizona. Zoey, was a mortgage underwriter by day and is now a romance and erotica novelist full-time. She writes stories as hot as the desert sun itself. It is this passion that drips off of her work, bringing excitement to anyone who enjoys a good and sensual love story. Not only does she aim to take her readers on an erotic dance that lasts the night, it allows her to empty her mind of stories we all wish were true.
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Blog Tour: Paranormal Heat By G. Mallone



MADNESS- Vincent finds himself in the same room as his beautiful wife and the handsome shifter he's been having an affair with on the side one night. Will catastrophe follow or is there something more?

COUGAR'S HEAT- Beckham Marlow returns home for summer break from college and runs into his old babysitter. Allie Buchanan, recently widowed and harboring a secret, may make their reunion a little friendlier than originally anticipated. Cougars can be fun and somewhat naughty, but what happens when Beckham discovers Allie is the real deal?

CHAPTER FORTY-TWO- A twenty-something author decides he needs a change and moves halfway across the country in hopes of overcoming his writer’s block so he can finish the ultimate fantasy romance novel. Instead he inherits a pretty little blonde ghost who can’t seem to keep her hands off him. Most ghosts have an appetite for mischief, but Keegan Taylor’s ghost girl is hungry for him.
 


Paranormal Heat contains three novellas that are pretty quick reads and definitely have some heat to them.  The three stories are different in their own way, two that deal with shifters and one that deals with a ghost.  I will admit that I like two out of the three stories, I won’t give away which one didn’t work for me because I want you to read the entire thing and give each one an honest chance.  The entire book is around 120 pages I believe and I was able to read all three novellas in one sitting. Each are sexy and each can possible have you squirming in your seat. 

I am a paranormal fan and I tend to like novellas as something to read when I don’t have a lot of time on my hands.  I would be interested to see if the author plans to do another book with novellas like this one or if he/she has any plans to expand any of these into a full length book or turn them into a series but if so I would pick them up for sure.



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Review: Take Me Away By S. Moose

After breaking up with her long time boyfriend, Jackson DeLacey, eighteen-year-old Zara Borzilleri promises herself to focus on school and play the game she loves. Stepping foot onto the lacrosse field, in front of a cheering crowd, pushes aside the pain and reminds her of the future ahead at least until she graduates in four years.

Lacrosse star Treston 'The King' Parker dominates the field and to everyone else he has it all. Behind closed doors he's just Treston Parker- a monster full of secrets, deep, dark secrets only he knows. He won't allow anyone to get close and for the past two years he's kept his promises to her, but never his last promise: falling in love again.

One weekend he gives in and everything changes when he meets Zara. The rules change and she sees Treston for who he truly is, not what everyone else sees. But to Treston, meeting Zara means nothing, even though her blue eyes invades his mind.

We can be friends, but don't ask about my past or where I go. 

He draws the lines.
She erases his lines.

Can Zara help Treston escape his painful past before he sinks deeper into oblivion?



I am sitting here trying to write my review of Take Me Away and I am torn about what to write.  I liked Take Me Away overall but at times I was rolling my eyes at both Zara and Treston but sadly the majority of my eye rolling was because of Zara.  Treston is in no way shape or form an angel but the more you learn about him and his past you can kind of give him a little leeway in regards to him being a massive asshat at times.  Zara almost had this aura of I’m a better person than you and even if I may be wrong at times it is all on you no matter how wrong I may be.  Now don’t get me wrong at times she had every right to be a massive bitch to Treston but after a while her attitude and actions just got old.  Maybe I could see beneath the pain that Treston tried to hide but deep down he was a great guy who sadly lost someone he loved very much at a young age and it changed him.  Watching Treston not only move past his pain and become a better person made me love him more.


I wonder if this is a case of me just not connecting with the book because I have read other books by this author before and really enjoyed them.  I am also curious to see if she will be turning this into a series later on because I would be interested in some stories for the rest of the characters as well.


Blog Tour: Unrequited By Jen Fredrick


Winter Donovan loves two things: her sister and her sister's ex boyfriend. She's spent her whole life doing the right thing except that one time, that night when Finn O'Malley looked hollowed out by his father's death. Then she did something very wrong that felt terribly right.

Finn can't stop thinking about Winter and the night and he'll do anything to make her a permanent part of his life, even if it means separating Winter from the only family she has.
Their love was supposed to be unrequited but one grief stricken guy and one girl with too big of a heart results in disastrous consequences.
Life isn’t always easy and neither is love.  What would you be willing to sacrifice to stay with the one you love or possibly lose them forever?  Those questions are hard to answer because each of us are different, our relationships are different and what obstacles we decide to face and those we decide to run from are what can make or break not just a person but a relationship as well.  Winter and Finn’s relationship faced obstacles and turmoil but it is how you get through those obstacles and come out stronger is what matters. 


I will admit that while I have looked forward to Finn’s book I wasn’t sure if it would live up to the rest of the series.  For me each book has gotten better, it’s not easy to make sure a series doesn’t go stale or get boring for it’s readers and sadly some lately have done just that, but Unrequited was better than the last and I only hope that the next book will be better as well.  I really hope that makes sense to all of you because in my mind it does.  Jen Frederick so far has proven that she has the ability to keep her readers addicted to her books, and keep her storylines addicting.  I can’t wait for more from you Ms. Frederick and I say congrats on yet another great book.
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"Are you humming?" Bo asked.
I looked up from pulling on the dingiest carpet I'd seen in months. This house I'd picked up was vile, worse than usual. Bo had suggested it was a meth factory, given the needles, rotten egg smell, and burnt patches on the walls and flooring. It could have been, or it might just have been an ordinary addict's house, but there was shit everywhere.
If I was humming, I didn't realize it, but I was in a decent mood. I figured once I got Winter to just sit and talk with me, we’d work it out. That was something worth humming about. 
I just shrugged and went back to work. "Just trying to block out the god-awful music you choose to play. You've been up north here for almost a year. Can't you play anything but country songs?”
"I could." Bo paused to toss a handful of staples in the trash. "But I know it annoys the hell out of you. And that makes the music sound that much sweeter."
"Too bad you don't know shit all about constructing a house and you still have to hang on my dick until you can get it right."
"Which is why I play music you hate. It fits our dysfunctional relationship."
"I thought you were going to therapy to fix your problems."
"If by ‘therapy’ you mean having a ton of awesome sex with my girlfriend, then yes, I'm in therapy all night and random times during the day." I snorted but wisely said nothing. "But speaking of therapy," Bo continued. My response was a loud groan that I hoped would be hint enough that I didn't want to talk about whatever it was that followed. Bo ignored me. "How's your mom?"
"Well, she texted that she got up and had coffee today, so I count that as a win." I reached down to tug harder on the carpet. Did they glue it down instead of just stapling the edges?
"Mal says 'Paradise lies under the feet of your mother.'"
That made me stop. I gaped at Bo. He threw up his hands, one still holding a crowbar he was using to pull up the tacking strips, the long thin lumber pieces that held the carpet on the edges of the room.
"What the hell does that mean?"
"Apparently it means if you don't make your momma happy, you ain't gonna be happy."
"If I knew what would make her happy, I'd do it," I replied.
"I suck at this comforting thing." He pulled off his hat and scratched his head. "But maybe you outta talk to someone else?"
 "Like Lana?" I grunted. "No thanks. Between her and Mal, it sounds like I should be taking my mother on a date."

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