Today we’re celebrating the release of STIFLED, book two in the SUMMONED series by USA Today Bestselling author, Rainy Kaye. A dark twist on genie folklore, SUMMONED follows a reluctant criminal as he unravels the mystery of the paranormal bond controlling him. In STIFLED, Dimitri trails an elusive jinn and finds himself in the middle of a community keeping dark secrets. The SUMMONED series is represented by Rossano Trentin of TZLA. Scroll down to pick up your copy of STIFLED, get SUMMONED for free for a limited time, and enter to win a $10 Amazon gift card. 
Dimitri would like nothing more than to live a low-key life in Naples, Italy. His girlfriend, Syd, has other plans. After three months of researching, she is positive she has found a jinn on a killing spree in San Diego, California. Since Syd gave Dimitri the one thing he thought was out of reach, he feels obligated to use his ill-gained talents for her cause. A few hours back in the US proves that Dimitri and Syd didn’t quite make the clean escape they had thought. As they trail the elusive jinn, someone else trails them. What should have been a simple trip to confirm once and for all if the jinn are living among humans, instead reveals a community keeping dark secrets. Unfortunately for Dim, the only way out is in. Get your copy here! Haven’t read book one yet? No problem! It’s currently FREE on Amazon. 
Twenty-three year old Dimitri has to do what he is toldùliterally. Controlled by a paranormal bond, he is forced to use his wits to fulfill unlimited deadly wishes made by multimillionaire Karl Walker. Dimitri has no idea how his family line became trapped in the genie bond. He just knows resisting has never ended well. When he meets Sydùassertive, sexy, intelligent Sydùhe becomes determined to make her his own. Except Karl has ensured Dimitri canÆt tell anyone about the bond, and Syd isnÆt the type to tolerate secrets. Then Karl starts sending him away on back-to-back wishes. Unable to balance love and lies, Dimitri sets out to uncover KarlÆs ultimate plan and put it to an end. But doing so forces him to confront the one wish he never saw comingùthe wish that will destroy him. 
Rainy Kaye is an aspiring overlord. In the mean time, she blogs at RainyoftheDark and writes paranormal novels from her lair somewhere in Phoenix, Arizona. She is represented by Rossano Trentin of TZLA. Someone told her she’s a USA Today Bestselling author. She thought there would be cake. 
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RELEASE DAY REVIEW! MANWHORE BY KATY EVANS #manwhore
Manwhore
Book 1, The Manwhore Series
Is it possible to expose Chicago’s hottest player–without getting played?
Is it possible to expose Chicago’s hottest player–without getting played?
This is the story I’ve been waiting for all my life, and its name is Malcolm Kyle Preston Logan Saint. Don’t be fooled by that last name though. There’s nothing holy about the man except the hell his parties raise. The hottest entrepreneur Chicago has ever known, he’s a man’s man with too much money to spend and too many women vying for his attention.
Mysterious. Privileged. Legendary. His entire life he’s been surrounded by the press as they dig for tidbits to see if his fairytale life is for real or all mirrors and social media lies. Since he hit the scene, his secrets have been his and his alone to keep. And that’s where I come in.
Assigned to investigate Saint and reveal his elusive personality, I’m determined to make him the story that will change my career.
But I never imagined he would change my life. Bit by bit, I start to wonder if I’m the one discovering him…or if he’s uncovering me.
What happens when the man they call Saint, makes you want to sin?
I was asked if I was interested in reviewing this and at first I was a little hesitant. I know that Katy Evans is an amazing writer but I have gotten to the point that I was a little jaded about the whole billionaire romance novel. They can get a little repetitive. I read the blurb and was…intrigued.
Saint. This man has made me decide that being a sinner is the way to go. There is something about a man that knows what he wants and doesn’t hesitate to go after it. That is sexy as hell. Rachel is a very naive young woman in my opinion. She works for a failing magazine and has a shot to cement her credibility with her boss and get the story that all of Chicago wants to know. Who is Malcom Saint?
Rachel and Saint have a relationship that is hot, spicy and full of passion. It begins with a trickle of sparks and turns into a full blown fourth of July celebration!
Katy is an wonderful storyteller and her characters come to life. It has been awhile since I read a book that left me with a hangover and begging for more. This is one that will leave you breathless.
REVIEW & GIVEAWAY! UNTRUE COLORS by VERONICA FORAND
Veronica Forand
Untrue Colors
Release date: 3/10/2015
Synopsis
She’s on the run…
Brilliant art appraiser Alex Northrop’s ex used stolen art to fund his nefarious activities. Now he wants her dead. But it isn’t just herself she’s worried about – if he discovers who she really is, he’ll kill her family.
Professor Henry Chilton is shocked to find a beautiful stranger passed out in his bed, and even more so when she reveals a priceless painting is a forgery – the painting he’d planned to use to fund a woman’s shelter. She‘s mysterious and frightened, and he is determined to discover why.
Alex’s knowledge of art is undeniable – just as Henry’s attraction to her is irresistible. But, in order to help him recover the real painting, Alex isn’t just risking exposure…she’s risking her life.
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This novel starts with a rapid race of wits and courage, then continues to exhilarate until the last page!
Alex has a shady past, but love can make a sane person do crazy things. While on the lam form her ex-lover, she suffers the consequences of her actions through the detriment of others. Fortunately for her, she stumbles across a handsome professor whose own past becomes essential to her survival.
I loved this book! There are several characters in which I became attached. Simon, Henry’s brother has a realistic approach when it comes to Alex. Although he’s somewhat brash at times, he’s got an intriguing backstory of his own. Henry is open-minded, articulate, and an absolute gentleman. He follows his instincts when it comes to Alex, which proves advantageous. Both men are simply delicious, as the author has a way of forming the perfect image, and both are completely different.
The story unfolds beautifully, never faltering, and the love scenes were very rewarding. The villains were a necessary evil that I loved hating, and the plot was thrilling.
Intelligent, exciting, and sexy! Recommend!
About the Author
Veronica Forand is an attorney and an award-winning writer of romantic suspense. She’s lived in Boston, London, Paris, Geneva, and Washington, DC and currently resides near Philadelphia. An avid traveler, she loves to roam across continents with her husband and kids in pursuit of skiing, scuba diving, and finding the perfect piece of chocolate.
RELEASE DAY BLITZ! UNTRUE COLORS by VERONICA FORAND
Veronica Forand
Untrue Colors
Release date: 3/10/2015
Synopsis
She’s on the run…
Brilliant art appraiser Alex Northrop’s ex used stolen art to fund his nefarious activities. Now he wants her dead. But it isn’t just herself she’s worried about – if he discovers who she really is, he’ll kill her family.
Professor Henry Chilton is shocked to find a beautiful stranger passed out in his bed, and even more so when she reveals a priceless painting is a forgery – the painting he’d planned to use to fund a woman’s shelter. She‘s mysterious and frightened, and he is determined to discover why.
Alex’s knowledge of art is undeniable – just as Henry’s attraction to her is irresistible. But, in order to help him recover the real painting, Alex isn’t just risking exposure…she’s risking her life.
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Chapter One
Alex grieved as she looked toward the Louvre for possibly the last time. She wrapped her arms across her chest and tried to steady her breath. Overhearing Luc’s plan to celebrate their four-month anniversary by murdering her had set off her own plan of running as far away from him as possible—not an effective plan, considering the monster sat within six inches of her in a car on the way to her death.
What began as a fairy-tale romance had morphed into a traumatic descent into hell. A glamorous job, a handsome client, a little romance, a perfect life, until she uncovered his deception. Luc was a crook.
And I was the gullible appraiser used to dupe art collectors and even small countries out of their valuable assets. What an idiot I was to believe his lies.
While his main henchman, Pascal, drove them through Paris, Luc held her hand in the back of the Mercedes like they were still lovers. They appeared perfect for each other, a rich art collector and the young art appraiser who had fallen head over heels for him. Rugged good looks combined with an enormous amount of wealth made him an ideal catch for a woman who didn’t mind being beaten into submission.
Not me. I objected to every broken bone and every bruise on my body.
Luc, dressed in a thousand-dollar suit and wearing a sophisticated five-o’clock shadow across his chiseled features, seemed headed out for a night at the theater, not on the way to eliminate his girlfriend. Alex leaned away from him. She needed to get away. His free hand caressed her arm, rubbed her shoulder, and pulled her back toward him. Moving slowly, seductively, he wrapped his fingers around her neck and started to squeeze. He stared at her, observing her reaction.
“I promise I won’t tell anyone. I swear it.” She pleaded for her life, speaking French, the only language they’d ever used with each other. As his hand tightened, she gasped and struggled for breath. Luc drew her face closer to his. His lips pinched together, causing the muscles in his neck to tense. “Liar.”
She struggled to pull away; his grip tightened. No longer able to inhale, her eyes watered and her vision faded. With nothing left to lose, she struck out at his face. He released her, but slapped her ear so hard, her head flew into the door. The pain ricocheted through her skull, leaving her numb for a moment.
She glanced out the window and saw salvation. As Pascal slowed for a turn, she opened the door and jumped. Her Chanel suit acted as her only protection when she hit the ground and bounced onto the road. Asphalt scraped her skin with each rotation until she slammed into the curb. Pain rebelled in ribs not yet healed from her fall down Luc’s marble stairway. Car brakes screeched nearby. In seconds, they would be on her. She hobbled to her feet, sucking in huge breaths. Bystanders pressed around her, trying to assist, but she twisted away, her hands poised to fight anything that touched her.
She merged into the manic crowd entering the Gare du Nord at rush hour. Men and women in suits, groups of schoolchildren, and what felt like hundreds of tourists slowed her escape. With her passports tucked in a travel belt under her skirt and several hundred euros in her possession, she boarded the high-speed train for London and prayed he wouldn’t follow her.
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Veronica Forand is an attorney and an award-winning writer of romantic suspense. She’s lived in Boston, London, Paris, Geneva, and Washington, DC and currently resides near Philadelphia. An avid traveler, she loves to roam across continents with her husband and kids in pursuit of skiing, scuba diving, and finding the perfect piece of chocolate.
RELEASE DAY REVIEW! UNBLOCKED-EPISODE ONE BY MARNI MANN
Derek Block seeks revenge. Frankie Jordan seeks professional dominance. He wants her, she wants him. Lines that can’t cross begin to blur. Things start heating up as real estate gets real… This is episode one of the five-episode novella series Timber Towers.
“Why don’t you come in?”
I was startled again by the sound of him, of his deep, alluring tone. I didn’t realize I was still hovering in the doorway. Closing most of the gap between us, I moved to one of the chairs.
I hooked my bag onto the back of it, his fingers slicing through the air as they reached for mine.
“Call me Derek.” He enclosed my hand with a pressing strength that I assumed was lightened for my benefit.
Though his stare remained on my face, I wasn’t able to keep mine on his. I needed a break, a second to get myself under control.
Control…
I had obviously lost that, though I didn’t understand why. Polished men were all I knew, all I had ever been attracted to: groomed and well-dressed, pretty and sharp, even cocky and somewhat selfish. They were certainly never burly or animalistic like Derek. So why was he having this kind of physical effect on me?
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I am not a big fan of serials normally. I speed read so I am usually finishing a book when it just starts to get good. That being said, Marni managed to draw me and hook me. I love the way this story is unfolding and the characters are amazing. Derek and Frankie have a chemistry that I like to see in stories. Take a chance and get Unblocked.
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Review by Brandy! Bound For Hell by Kendra Leigh
Ethan Wilde. Billionaire. Business Man.
Passionate. Powerful. Persistent.
One of New York’s most eligible bachelors.
Angel Lawson. Photographer. Gallery Owner.
Burdened. Beautiful. Broken.
A woman bound by the ropes of her sins and forgotten past, fearful of her future.
A chance encounter…
Consumed by guilt and tormented by the bonds of a tragic past, Angel Lawson’s life has been a solitary journey, condemned to live without love. In order to preserve her damaged soul from further rejection, sex is as close to a man as she ever plans to get. She was already hell-bound for her sins. One more wasn’t going to hurt …
… or so she thought.
When a passionate encounter throws her into the world of Ethan Wilde, Angel is helpless to resist the irrefutable desire and depth of raw emotion he ignites in her.
Ethan is as intense as he is sinfully sexy. Irretrievably captivated by Angel, he seems just as intent on understanding her naked soul as he is desperate to possess every inch of her naked body.
Angel craves his touch like a drug and yearns for the love he promises, but surrendering to the feelings he’s unearthed will mean exposing her fears and releasing the demons buried for a lifetime. Exposing her heart will leave it at risk of being broken.
Will Angel choose to leave her life of solitude behind, or is the choice no longer hers?
Ethan Wilde is used to getting what he wants … and what he wants is Angel.
Passionate. Powerful. Persistent.
One of New York’s most eligible bachelors.
Angel Lawson. Photographer. Gallery Owner.
Burdened. Beautiful. Broken.
A woman bound by the ropes of her sins and forgotten past, fearful of her future.
A chance encounter…
Consumed by guilt and tormented by the bonds of a tragic past, Angel Lawson’s life has been a solitary journey, condemned to live without love. In order to preserve her damaged soul from further rejection, sex is as close to a man as she ever plans to get. She was already hell-bound for her sins. One more wasn’t going to hurt …
… or so she thought.
When a passionate encounter throws her into the world of Ethan Wilde, Angel is helpless to resist the irrefutable desire and depth of raw emotion he ignites in her.
Ethan is as intense as he is sinfully sexy. Irretrievably captivated by Angel, he seems just as intent on understanding her naked soul as he is desperate to possess every inch of her naked body.
Angel craves his touch like a drug and yearns for the love he promises, but surrendering to the feelings he’s unearthed will mean exposing her fears and releasing the demons buried for a lifetime. Exposing her heart will leave it at risk of being broken.
Will Angel choose to leave her life of solitude behind, or is the choice no longer hers?
Ethan Wilde is used to getting what he wants … and what he wants is Angel.
This book drew me in, wrapped me up and satisfied me in ways I can’t begin to describe. Ethan is that guy. You know the one I mean. He is everything you ever wanted but didn’t know how to describe it all in one guy. He is sexy, attentive and just wonderful. Angel is a character that I adore. She has her life and it is working for her. She has her friends, her boy toy, and that is enough for her. Her family leaves a lot to be desired and I can’t help but think that I am missing something in her back story and I can’t wait to discover what it is.
She wasn’t looking for Ethan but when their eyes met…the chemistry lab exploded.
Passion can blindside the best of us but when it is wrapped up and hand delivered with everything you ever wanted and dreamed about, only a fool doesn’t jump on and ride that train all the way home. There is a bit of a cliff hanger with this story because it is a trilogy but I highly recommend you join me on Ethan and Angel’s journey. I can’t wait to see where Ms. Leigh takes me next.
BLOG TOUR! MAKE ME FORGET BY BRANDY LYNN
Title: Make Me Forget
Author: Brandy Lynn
Genre: NA Romance
Release Date: February 23, 2015
Photographer: Toski Covey Photography
Cover Design: Shoutlines Design
*Inspired by true events*
Where do you turn when the ones who are supposed to love you most, hurt you?
When is enough, enough?
That is the exact question Chloe Evans had when she escaped her own personal hell that terrifying night. Even though the road to rebuilding her life has been tough, she’s spent the last few years trying to mend her battered soul. Doubting that all her efforts are even worth it, she begins to feel she will forever be tied to the man who took everything away from her.
Ryder Matthews is the epitome of what most girls associate with perfection. With his good looks, bad boy persona, multiple tattoos and piercings he is every girl’s fantasy; every girl except Chloe Evans that is. Ryder sees Chloe as a challenge…one that he’s more than confident he will win.
Drew Nichols is every girls dream guy. He’s sweet, sincere, trusting, and most of all patient. He’s exactly what Chloe needs in her life, but is he who she wants?
We all have things in life we’d like to forget about. Some bigger than others. When Chloe uses college as her diversion to escape the memories, will either of them be able to make her forget?
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“I told you!” I sing, putting down the utensils and glancing around the room. It has gotten busier in here since we sat down. My eyes fall on the pool table behind the glass doors that lead into the adjacent bar, where a couple is just leaving. “Ever play?”
She glances around to where I’m staringand shakes her head. “No, can’t say that I have.”
“We could use a little bit of fun to break up the seriousness.” I eagerly get up and grab her hand. Pulling her to her feet, we walk toward the table.
“I am going to look ridiculous,” she argues.
I laugh. “Does it matter? Just focus on us and I promise…I won’t laugh.”
“I’m gonna hold you to that,” she replies sarcastically, as I hand her a pool stick. She watches me chalk it up and then follows suit.
I start to rack the balls, and she is intently watching me. “The key to this game is to keep your eyes on the subject.”
She raises her eyebrows, and I laugh. “Don’t worry, you’ll catch on.”
“You go first,” she replies, eyeing the table.
I grab the cue ball and place it on the table then slowly I move the stick and connect with the ball. It hits the balls and they all scatter, but none of them land in a pocket. I groan. “The object is to get the ball in the holes.”
She laughs. “Really? What a concept.”
“Now, it’s your turn.”
She stands behind the cue ball, looking awkward but sexy as hell. As she slides the stick between her fingers, she seems to wait for the perfect time. Once she lets go, she misses the cue ball altogether. I try to contain my laughter as I walk behind her. I wrap my arms around her, cradling her, showing her how to shoot. She glances up and our eyes meet. If I knew that she wouldn’t slap me, I would kiss her. Instead, I look back down to the balls and slowly move her arm with the pool stick.
“Nice and easy,” I whisper. Her eyes turn back to the ball, and I can hear her raspy breathing. I wonder if it is because of our close proximity with one another. I feel my dick harden from the close proximity of having her bent over the table, as images run through my mind of taking her on the table slow and steady. The stick hits the cue ball and it connects with one of the stripes, landing it in the corner pocket. I pull back slightly readjusting myself before she notices that I’m sporting a semi from our brief contact.“Great job!” I yell excitedly, sadly pulling away from her body.
She turns around and winks, causing me to take notice of the way that she is suddenly flirting with me. “I had a good teacher.” She walks back around the table and shoots another ball into a pocket.
I stare at her, as she connects the cue ball with another and then another.
“Really?” I quip, placing my hands on the table staring at her. “Did you just hustle me?”
She shrugs. “At least we didn’t play for money.” Then she runs the rest of the stripes into the pockets and finally pockets the eight ball. She puts her pool stick back in the rack and crosses her arms. “That was fun. Have any other ideas?”
I shake my head. This girl hustled me, and I will never live it down. I am thankful that the guys aren’t here to witness this shit, but I know that she will find a way to tell everyone. For some reason, I don’t even care. I’m just amazed at how the evening took a turn for the better.
There’s a huge banner hanging above the entrance that says, Welcome Freshmen. Distracted with reading it, I almost collide with my resident adviser.
Popping her gum she sticks out her hand and says “Hey, I’m Erin, the RA for your floor and you are?”
Wiping my clammy hands on my jeans I stick out my hand, “Chloe Evans.”
She shakes it, then untucks a clipboard from under her arm and flips through the attached stack of papers. “Okay…” she runs her fingers over the pages. “Evans, Chloe… let me see. Here you are. You are in room 306. Third floor,” she replies cheerily.
“Great. Thank you,” I say. Time to unpack. I head back to my car to grab a couple of boxes. Heaving two boxes and a bag out of my trunk, I turn to head up to my dorm when suddenly I lose my grip, my toe hitches on the curb and just before I face-plant on the concrete, I’m caught by two strong arms that pull me back to my feet.
For a moment, all I can see are muscular arms covered in tattoos. I catch a glimpse of the name Matthews written in black Celtic script running the length of his forearm from below his elbow to his wrist. When I look up, his striking cobalt blue eyes distract me from my embarrassment. His jet-black hair looks just long enough for me to run my fingers through it and I’ll be damned if that’s not exactly what I want to do. His thick lips are spread wide in a charming smile. His features are strong and his jaw line is chiseled, softened only by a day’s worth of stubble. He’s the paragon of masculine beauty.
Dumbstruck, I flush with embarrassment. I’m staring but who wouldn’t stare at him? He’s amused; I can see it in his eyes.
“Tha –Than – Thank you,” I stutter. Geez, Chloe could you sound anymore ridiculous, I scold myself. Get your shit together. Despite the cautioning voices in my head, I hesitate to detach myself from his arms. Somehow I find the strength to step back just a bit.
“No problem, sweetheart. Next time watch those curbs. I may not always be around.” He winks and at first I’m speechless, then almost immediately indignant.
“I am not your sweetheart.” I’ve never been a fan of nicknames which is why I’m so upset at his callous use of one. Just hearing the word ‘sweetheart’ makes me cringe. That term is not a term of endearment for me. It brings back memories. Memories that I don’t want unleashed and demons that I don’t want chasing me. I’ve spent years ridding myself of those dark times and I do not want to go backwards.
“I am not your sweetheart.” I’ve never been a fan of nicknames which is why I’m so upset at his callous use of one. Just hearing the word ‘sweetheart’ makes me cringe. That term is not a term of endearment for me. It brings back memories. Memories that I don’t want unleashed and demons that I don’t want chasing me. I’ve spent years ridding myself of those dark times and I do not want to go backwards.
“Not yet,” he replies. Those two words threaten to make me weak in the knees. His voice is a dark rich baritone, like an audible dessert. He is definitely confident and arrogant, I think to myself. Either way, I am ready to give it back to him.
“Yet? I stare at him questioning with large doe-eyes. I cannot believe the audacity this guy has. “You’re awful confident for just meeting me,” I balk.
“I enjoy a challenge princess,” he winks, walking away. Who the fuck was that? And, what the hell just happened to me?
Stepping into the building, I carefully maneuver myself through the throngs of people towards the elevator. As I step in, one of the boxes starts to fall from my arms and I quickly lean forward to try to catch it, when all of a sudden the entire contents in my arms start tumbling down. “FUCK.MY.LIFE,” I yell. Can this day get any worse? I have been here for less than an hour and already I’ve made an ass out of myself in front of people I don’t know.
“Here, let me help you,” a sweet sexy voice says. I peek around the boxes and notice a gorgeous guy picking up the contents that are spread out all over the elevator. He’s got dirty-blonde shaggy hair that hangs in a sexy mused manner, blazing brown eyes that remind me of my favorite mocha chocolate latte, tan skin that looks like he should be on a beach in Cali, and a straight angular jaw line that’s clean cut. He is definitely a pretty boy. Wow, who would have known that little old Radford could breed em’ like this, I think to myself. I’m taken aback by that thought just a bit. I mean I haven’t thought about guys in a long time. It’s strange and exciting all at the same time. I really have made a lot of progress these past few years.
“Thanks so much. I’m not sure why I thought I could make it upstairs with all these boxes without an incident. I am so clumsy. I really do appreciate your help. I’m sorry if I inconvenienced you in anyway,” I ramble. What the hell is wrong with me today? It must be the new environment. I typically don’t talk to men I don’t know and I definitely don’t ramble on about nonsense.
Mr. Sweet and Sexy cocks an eyebrow and I see the tilt of a smirk on his lips when he says “Really, it’s fine. I’m glad I was able to help out. Which floor were you headed too? I can help you take up this load to prevent any more accidents” Yep, kill me now. Immediately, I feel my neck start to warm from the flush. I’m sure my skin is glowing crimson red.
“Um, third floor, Room 306, I believe.” Oh. My. God. I just blurted out where I will be living to some random dude because he’s hot, sexy, or showed me a little kindness. What the hell is happening to me? After everything I’ve been through you would think I know not to give out personal tidbits about my life, such as where the hell to find me. I quickly duck my head trying to hide the fact that I feel exposed, because this guy, who I have no idea who he is, now knows where I will lay my head down at night.
“Cool. My cousin is actually in 306, Alexis Nichols. That’s where I was headed. “Actually,” he chuckles “She called me over to help her and her new roommate unload boxes and shit. You must be Chloe?” Sticking out his hand, he smiles a genuine smile with a slight glimmer in his eye. Introducing himself, he says “Drew Nichols.”
Reluctantly, I place my hand in his and introduce myself; “Yes, I’m Chloe; Chloe Evans. It’s good to meet you. So much for a good first impression,” I giggle softly. Did I just giggle? I am way outside of my comfort zone. This has to be my subconscious talking because I, Chloe Evans, do not do shit like this.
I will not look up. I will not look up. I will not look up. I repeat the mantra in my head hoping that I can avoid that intense stare of his. Those eyes are like a beacon looking in. I could get lost in those cobalt blue eyes for days. It’s a powerful feeling that makes me almost uncomfortable; like he can see my scars, pain, and the numbness inside. I shift uncomfortably; I still haven’t answered him when I feel him tilt my chin up with his index finger. Instinctively I pull away looking at him like he has two heads. I hear him chuckle softly.
“What no answer, princess?”
“Sorry. I’m just…surprised that’s all,” I shift uncomfortably in my seat, looking down picking an invisible piece of lint from the hem of my shirt.
“Surprised that I could sing?” he asks with mock hurt.
Throwing my head back, I laugh at his cockiness. “No, I was just surprised to see you here, and that you can sing so…well,” I mumble slightly embarrassed by my admission.
“So you do think I’m good, huh?” I see the laugh in his eyes and can tell he enjoys this banter.
“Yes! Alright, I do. I thought you guys were pretty badass. The entire show was phenomenal.”
“Ahh, see that’s all I wanted you to do. Just admit that you liked it. I could see you bobbing your head all the way from the stage,” he laughs, and when he does a deep throaty sound resonates from his windpipe. It’s so sensual. I swear I want to bottle that sound up so I can pop the top and listen to it anytime that I want.
“Well I did. You guys are great and if your fan club is any indication they think so too. I point over his shoulder and he turns his head in the direction I’m pointing in. I hear him let out a low hiss but not low enough that I didn’t catch it.
Brandy Lynn resides in Richmond, Virginia with her husband, teenage son, and furry friend. She’s a retired blogger, chocoholic, aspiring writer, wine lover, avid reader, procrastinator, animal lover, and a craft fanatic. Her debut novel, Make Me Forget is scheduled to release on February 23, 2015.
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Jennifer Bernard, the USA Today bestselling author of the Bachelor Firemen series, scores another homerun with a brand-new series about sexy, single baseball players.
Playing for the Kilby Catfish is hotshot pitcher Caleb Hart’s last chance to salvage his career after a major league meltdown. But the day of his opener with the minor league team, Caleb strikes out with the gorgeous woman who is delivering a petition to run the unruly Catfish out of town. Now to stay in the lineup, Caleb will need to score big with the feisty brunette he can’t keep out of his thoughts.
After the nasty lies Sadie Merritt’s rich ex-boyfriend spread about her all over town, she’s lucky to have a job at all. She can’t afford to screw it up by falling for the player who is supposed to be helping her change the image of the fun-loving Catfish. But that’s easier said than done when Caleb’s voice alone is enough to make her pulse race. And when he surprises her with a mind-blowing kiss, she knows there’s no turning back.
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Book 1 of The Bound Trilogy, by Kendra Leigh
Relentlessly sexy. Emotionally deep. Tangled, twisted, intricately woven love story with romance and suspense.
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Ethan Wilde. Billionaire. Business Man.
Passionate. Powerful. Persistent.
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Angel Lawson. Photographer. Gallery Owner.
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Ethan had his back to me, unaware of my approach, and was slamming about in a rage, anger radiating from every pore of his body. As I came within a few feet of him, he seemed to lose it all together, and raising a bowl in the air, smashed it down violently into the sink. “E, what are you doing? What’s happened?” I gasped, stunned by the vehemence of his demeanor. My presence startled him and he swung around to face me, his eyes dark, nostrils flared with seething rage. Seeming to war with himself, he opened his mouth to speak, but the words failed, as if they’d already begun to evaporate before he could form them. Instead, he just stared at me, his eyes dark and intense with emotion boring so deeply into mine that they seemed to reach inside my very soul. Suddenly he moved, striding swiftly toward me and without a word, flung his arms around me, squeezing me so tight it stole the breath from my lungs. “What is it?” I asked, fear gripping my heart with the frightening possibilities raging through my mind. As if the physical contact with me offered sustenance, he relaxed his grip, his face angling to look down at me through glistening eyes. A profound sadness seemed to have engulfed him, a helpless, angry veil shrouding his usually poised mien. Then, as if to dispel the emotion that even impeded his speech, he shook his head and closed his eyes. As he did, a solitary, angry tear escaped from the corner of his eye and spilled on to his cheek. “E, please tell me. What’s wrong?” I pleaded. When his voice finally emerged it was hoarse, barely above a whisper. “You.” 
“This novel blew me away! I found the instant connection between the two characters like something out of a movie. You can almost imagine the sparks flying. There are some tender moments between the two and of course LOTS of heat! And I mean Kindle melting heat! The story kept me wanting more and there were moments when I laughed (a certain scene with a DVD), moments when I cried and when I was so angry I couldn’t see straight! Kendra Leigh is a fantastic writer and this debut novel from her is amazing. I cannot wait to read the next novel in this series! HIGHLY RECOMMEND this novel and it is FIVE HOT STARS from me!” ~ Kerry Ann, Goodreads This book blew my mind. Sucked me in from page one, and kept me on the edge…Ethan and Angel had chemistry from the moment they laid eyes on each other. Literally, no words needed and you could feel the heat between them. They are off the charts sexy together. This book is full of absolute panty-melting scenes. But that’s not all. There is a ton of emotion and some suspense (which I LOVE!) as well.” ~ Jennifer, Goodreads
Kendra Leigh fell in love with books and the wonderful world of reading from a very young age. She was at her happiest when Enid Blyton whisked her away up into the magical lands at the top of the Faraway Tree with Moon-face and the rest of the gang. Books have been her constant source of escapism ever since. Currently residing in the UK, Kendra devotes her life to her devilishly handsome partner, scandalously beautiful daughter and cute as hell Shih-Tzu. As well as writing and reading, Kendra loves great TV, especially Dexter and Breaking Bad. Bound for Hell is her debut novel and book one of The Bound Trilogy.
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Jilted once before, now it’s her turn to level the playing field.
Hotshot sports reporter Sage Millan has been busy making a name for herself in the male dominated world of baseball. She’s just landed her dream job, and her first assignment is covering the newly crowned World Series champions, The Kingston Crushers. This is the opportunity of a lifetime. The only problem…her ex-boyfriend, and the only man she’s ever loved, is the team’s second baseman. Things ended badly between them, and she’s not sure she can put those demons to rest.
Professional baseball player Nicolas Cordova is having the time of his life. His team has just won the World Series, and with the victory comes more fame, women, and exposure than he ever could have imagined. But things are about to change for the sexy, charismatic athlete. He never expected his ex-girlfriend to walk back into his life, much less the locker room.
These days Sage is smarter, more mature, and doesn’t plan on being played a second time. Her appearance stirs old memories for Nic. She’s the one he let get away in the name of his career. He vows he can be the man she needs this time around. Will that be enough to mend her broken heart?
Content Warning: contains explicit sex and adult content
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“I’ll admit I’ve had many women in the past, and I can’t apologize for living. But as the years went by, my feelings for you were always someplace deep in my heart. I know that’s why I can’t settle down. Why I can’t find the peace I’ve been searching for. It doesn’t exist without you.”
“How can you say things like that? You don’t even know the woman I’ve become. I’m not that girl who relied on you, the one who would’ve followed you anywhere. I’m not her anymore, Nic. I can’t ever be her again.”
“Maybe I’m not asking for her.” He leaned closer to her face. “Maybe I want to know the woman you are today. I want another shot at this.”
“No,” she whispered.
“If you remember anything about me, I have a hard time with that word.” He tipped her chin, focusing on her lips. “I am going to kiss you. Right here and right now.”
Her knees buckled as a cool tremor swept through her. She wanted to say no. It was the only logical word to mutter, but her heart didn’t want her to say it. Her body wasn’t on board with turning him down either. The warmth that built in her stomach had moved lower, and now all she could think about was his lips on hers.
“It doesn’t sound like you’re asking,” she breathed out.
“I’m not.”
Before she could say anything else, his mouth was on hers, eager, but slow and soft. His stubble grazed along her chin as he tilted his head and deepened their bond. The sound throughout the crowded lobby seemed to fade into the background, and soon, all she could hear was her heart pumping loud between her ears. Why did he have to be such a freakin’ good kisser?
After the incredibly long connection, he pulled away, but not before stopping to kiss the bottom corner of her mouth like he used to.
“I’ve waited a long time to do that,” he said. “It was worth every lonely minute.”
“I… Nic…” She’d always had the gift of words. It was what she did for a living, but in that moment, all of her thoughts were jumbled and senseless.
“It’s okay.” He grinned as he stroked her cheek. “Let’s get something to eat and maybe figure this out. Whatever this is.”
“No.” She ran her hands along his strong chest, resting them on his shoulders.
“Don’t over analyze this, baby.” He glanced down at her hands on his body. “Let’s just go with it.”
“That’s what I’m trying to tell you.” She took a breath and continued before she lost her nerve. “Take me upstairs to your room. I know how we can figure this out.”
“What are you asking?” He placed his hand on the small of her back, drawing her closer to him. “You need to be real clear.”
“I want to go upstairs with you.”
“That’s not why I kissed you.”
“Isn’t it?” She smirked. “We’re adults now, Nicky. Let’s settle this like adults.”
“I’m not looking to settle anything. That usually means it’s over, and we’re nowhere near over.” He motioned for Joe. “I’ll take care of the bar tab and then we’ll get dinner.”
“No.” She draped her arms around his neck, intoxicated by the idea of being so close to him again. He may be older now, and may have lost those boyish looks, but the man he had become suited him and drove her wild with need.
“What did I tell you about that word?”
“I can guarantee I won’t be using it once we’re in your bedroom.” She ran her tongue along her top lip. “I’m going to the ladies room. When I come out, if you’re not by the elevators waiting for me, I’ll know that kiss was nothing more than the heat of the moment and we can go on with our lives.”
“Sage?”
“Shh.” She pressed her lips to his. “Now who’s over analyzing?” She reached for her purse and coat hanging on the back of the stool. “I’ll see you in a few minutes.” I hope.
“How can you say things like that? You don’t even know the woman I’ve become. I’m not that girl who relied on you, the one who would’ve followed you anywhere. I’m not her anymore, Nic. I can’t ever be her again.”
“Maybe I’m not asking for her.” He leaned closer to her face. “Maybe I want to know the woman you are today. I want another shot at this.”
“No,” she whispered.
“If you remember anything about me, I have a hard time with that word.” He tipped her chin, focusing on her lips. “I am going to kiss you. Right here and right now.”
Her knees buckled as a cool tremor swept through her. She wanted to say no. It was the only logical word to mutter, but her heart didn’t want her to say it. Her body wasn’t on board with turning him down either. The warmth that built in her stomach had moved lower, and now all she could think about was his lips on hers.
“It doesn’t sound like you’re asking,” she breathed out.
“I’m not.”
Before she could say anything else, his mouth was on hers, eager, but slow and soft. His stubble grazed along her chin as he tilted his head and deepened their bond. The sound throughout the crowded lobby seemed to fade into the background, and soon, all she could hear was her heart pumping loud between her ears. Why did he have to be such a freakin’ good kisser?
After the incredibly long connection, he pulled away, but not before stopping to kiss the bottom corner of her mouth like he used to.
“I’ve waited a long time to do that,” he said. “It was worth every lonely minute.”
“I… Nic…” She’d always had the gift of words. It was what she did for a living, but in that moment, all of her thoughts were jumbled and senseless.
“It’s okay.” He grinned as he stroked her cheek. “Let’s get something to eat and maybe figure this out. Whatever this is.”
“No.” She ran her hands along his strong chest, resting them on his shoulders.
“Don’t over analyze this, baby.” He glanced down at her hands on his body. “Let’s just go with it.”
“That’s what I’m trying to tell you.” She took a breath and continued before she lost her nerve. “Take me upstairs to your room. I know how we can figure this out.”
“What are you asking?” He placed his hand on the small of her back, drawing her closer to him. “You need to be real clear.”
“I want to go upstairs with you.”
“That’s not why I kissed you.”
“Isn’t it?” She smirked. “We’re adults now, Nicky. Let’s settle this like adults.”
“I’m not looking to settle anything. That usually means it’s over, and we’re nowhere near over.” He motioned for Joe. “I’ll take care of the bar tab and then we’ll get dinner.”
“No.” She draped her arms around his neck, intoxicated by the idea of being so close to him again. He may be older now, and may have lost those boyish looks, but the man he had become suited him and drove her wild with need.
“What did I tell you about that word?”
“I can guarantee I won’t be using it once we’re in your bedroom.” She ran her tongue along her top lip. “I’m going to the ladies room. When I come out, if you’re not by the elevators waiting for me, I’ll know that kiss was nothing more than the heat of the moment and we can go on with our lives.”
“Sage?”
“Shh.” She pressed her lips to his. “Now who’s over analyzing?” She reached for her purse and coat hanging on the back of the stool. “I’ll see you in a few minutes.” I hope.
This is book 2 in the Kingston Heat Series but both books stand alone and can be read in either order.
Book One… Stealing His Heart available now.
WARNING… Pax will steal your heart
Will the bad-boy pitcher strike out when it comes to love?
Shy music teacher Sophia Ballis has sworn off men. After a bad experience with a college jock she decided it was better to be alone than to get burned again. She focused on her education and now her new job at a local private school.
Professional baseball pitcher Paxton Hughes is a player both on and off the field. He’s signed to the Kingston Crushers to bring home the coveted championship title. Nothing can get in his way. Serious relationships don’t mix with a life on the road and he never loses focus on the game. One-night stands are his specialty for a reason.
While out jogging one spring morning, the two collide, setting their course in motion. Pax is immediately drawn to the unassuming beauty. Sophia is aware of his reputation and decides one night of meaningless sex with the attractive Texas charmer is just what she needs to get over her self-imposed dry spell. Pax has more than a one-night stand on his mind, but will his bad-boy persona and demanding schedule ruin any chances of a happily ever after?
Content Warning: contains explicit sex and adult content
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Ella Jade has been writing for as long as she can remember. As a child, she often had a notebook and pen with her, and now as an adult, the laptop is never far. The plots and dialogue have always played out in her head, but she never knew what to do with them. That all changed when she discovered the eBook industry. She started penning novels at a rapid pace and now she can’t be stopped.
Ella resides in New Jersey with her husband and two boys. When she’s not chasing after her kids, she’s busy creating sexy, domineering men and the strong women who know how to challenge them in and out of the bedroom. She hopes you’ll get lost in her words.
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