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RELEASE DAY! DANE (BOOK 1-HUNKS) BY MICHELLE HUGHES

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Title: Dane (Book 1- Hunks)

Author: Michelle Hughes

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release: September 1, 2015 




I’m your fantasy.  The man you want in your bed, the lover you’ll masturbate over long after I’ve gone, and the dream that leaves your panties wet making you crave just one more touch.  Tonight I can be yours.  It won’t mean anything except hot, pounding, mind blowing sex, but you don’t care.  Each breath you catch, every moan you let slip, I pull you deeper into my world of lust.  I want to serve you, maybe dinner or if you’re lucky something more fulfilling.  Walk through these doors and reality slips away.  This is my playground.  So tell me.  Are you ready for a HUNK?

Dane – Book 1 of HUNKS:  Behind every hunk is a story.  How much will you risk to go all the way? 


“Fuck me, Dane.  Show me how good you are.” Wrapping my hands under her tight ass I sank my cock balls deep and rode her hard and fast, the groan of pleasure I expected escaping right on time.  “God!  Yes! Just like that.”
I was a god when I fucked, and my balls tightened in that familiar preparation of release.  Pumping in and out, the condom caught my load and I felt her flesh squeeze and retract as her orgasm flooded my dick. She’d remember this as the best night of her life, I’d be lucky to remember her face. Straining into her, she milked me dry and a grunt of pleasure bellowed from my lips.  My dick shriveled and I flopped on my back, catching my breath a few minutes before standing up to discard the evidence.
Giving her a wink, I walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower.  Women expected no cuddling session when we finished, they wanted the image. The man who made them cream their pants when I served them dinner or put on a personal show for the right price in our private rooms.  I’m not gay, so I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy the fucking, but it was all hollow.  I couldn’t remember the names of the women that filled my bed, even the ones that made multiple visits.  They were just pussy, a way to bust a nut mostly.
Years ago when I had a conscious it bothered me, but the women that came my way used me way more than I used them.  I was the pretty eye candy they wanted hanging on their arm to impress their friends, or the fantasy to fulfill their deviant needs.  Their Hunk.  All of it was smoke and mirrors.  They didn’t know jack shit about me, and I knew even less about them.
The busty little blonde I’d just screwed, climbed in with me taking the soap to clean me up.  I let her.   “I can’t stay.  My husband will wonder where I am.”  
I just smiled, knowing it didn’t matter what I said anyway and let her finish soaping my six pack abs.  Returning the favor ended up in another quickie against the tiled wall before she sailed out of my life like the dozens of others before her.  Once upon a time I’d craved a woman who could see past the exterior that had earned me more money than I could piss away in a lifetime.  I grew the fuck up.  


Michelle Hughes live in Alabama with her husband Jarrod, and they have five children.  She was a singer/songwriter for twelve years and after hosting a televised talent showcase on the road decided to entertain in written word to raise a family.  Currently Michelle has fifteen books published and many have been international bestsellers. 


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REVIEW! SAFE AT LAST BY MAYA BANKS

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The third book in the beloved #1 bestselling author’s sexy, romantic suspense Slow Burn series…

They say young love doesn’t last, but a girl from the wrong side of the tracks with unique abilities and the hometown golden boy were determined to defy the odds. For Zack Covington, Anna-Grace—his “Gracie”—was the one. Until one night forever alters the course of their future, when a devastated Gracie disappears without a trace, leaving Zack to agonize over what happened to the girl he loved. As the years pass, his desperate efforts to find her uncovered nothing.

Now working for Devereaux Security, he stumbles across a painting featuring a special place only he and Gracie would know. The image is too perfectly rendered for it to be coincidence. His Gracie must be alive. When he finally tracks her down, he is shocked—and heart-broken—to discover the wounded shell of the girl he once knew and still loves. Her psychic gifts are gone, and worse, she believes he betrayed her all those years ago.

Zack has enemies, and once his weakness is discovered, Gracie becomes a target for revenge. He’ll have to save her before he can earn her trust and her love. And he vows they’ll never be torn apart again.

 I am a fan of Maya Banks.  I love her books and I was grateful for the chance to read Zack and Gracie’s story.  

Zack is the all American golden boy and Gracie is the “wrong side of the tracks” girl that he falls in love with.  One minute Gracie is there and the next Zack’s whole world is different.  He struggles to find his place in a world that doesn’t involve Gracie and finds that nothing is the same.  When he finds out that Gracie is alive, he knows that their love is meant to be and wants a second chance with Gracie.

Couple of things about this story.  First, it triggered for me.  Just a heads up to folks that have had a bad experience, this did it for me.  It was hard for me to read for a bit.  I liked Zack but sometimes I wanted to reach through the book and smack him in the head.  Move on, man!  I liked Gracie but there were times when I just couldn’t connect with her.  I found that she didn’t seem to have as much faith in the love of her life as I thought she should have had.  Everyone reacts differently to a trauma though, so I shouldn’t judge.  While I like the security angle that Zack works, I would have like to see him as a professional football player.  That would have been awesome. 🙂

This was a different kind of Maya Banks read for me.  While I liked it, it was not my favorite in the series.  I look forward to more in the future.

COVER REVEAL! JULIANA BY VANDA

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Juliana
By- Vanda
Genre- LGBT/Literary Fiction/Historical
Expected Publication Date-  September 14, 2015

It’s 1941 and Alice “Al” Huffman comes from the potato fields of Long Island with her childhood friends to make it on the Broadway stage, only to find she has no talent. She meets Juliana, the glamorous, perpetually-on-the-brink-of stardom nightclub singer whose voice sounds to her like “warm milk slipping down the whole of my body.”

Juliana, a sexual risk-taker with a secret, easily reels in a mesmerized Al who has never felt a love like this before.  Al is determined to hang onto Juliana no matter what. The only problem is that Juliana is more a woman of her time than Al could ever have expected.

Through Juliana, Al enters a secret world that includes men who wear frilly bathrobes and grass skirts and women who smoke cigars and wear pants with the zippers in the front.  Cameo appearances are made by Liberace, Ethel Merman, Talulah Bankhead, Lauren Bacall, Angela Lansbury and other 1940s celebrities.





About the Author-
Vanda, an Edward Albee Fellow and Lambda National Literary Award Finalist, was profiled in the Dramatist Guild’s Magazine article, “50 (playwrights) To Watch.” She won first place in Pride Film and Stage’s Women’s Work Contest for her play, PATIENT HM (Now titled THE FORGETTING CURVE). THE FORGETTING CURVE was a winner in Theater Resources, Unlimited (TRU) Voices Reading Series. As a result this play was optioned and is expected to open next year in Boston. Her play, VILE AFFECTIONS, was published by Original Works, Publisher after receiving five standing room only performances at the International New York Fringe Festival. Her play, WHY’D YA MAKE ME WEAR THIS, JOE? received seven finalist awards and won first place in Celebration Theater’s Best LGBT Play Contest.


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RELEASE BLAST! FRISK ME BY LAUREN KAYE (@TastyBookTours)

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Lauren Layne
Releasing July 28th,2015
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After a photograph of Luc Moretti saving a tourist hits social media, he instantly becomes New York’s most famous and beloved cop. When a major network decides to run a special on the “American Hero,” Luc’s boss gives him no choice but to cooperate in the name of good exposure for the department. Luc doesn’t mind the celebrity status-what he does mind is the gorgeous brunette journalist who’s been assigned to follow his every move. Especially since she also happens to be the same knockout that rejected him rather publicly the week before.

Ava Sims is a woman who gets what she wants. And what she wants is to be CBC’s lead anchor-but to get there, she’ll need to nail the fluff piece on the playboy cop. Luc Moretti is everything Ava knows to stay away from: a stubborn charmer with a hero-complex. But the more Ava gets to know Luc and his oddball family, the more she realizes that beneath the swagger and the blue uniform is a complex man who makes her heart beat too fast. Soon, Ava’s doing the unthinkable, and falling for the best of New York’s finest …


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Lauren Layne is the USA Today Bestselling author of contemporary romance.
Prior to becoming an author, Lauren worked in e-commerce and web-marketing. In 2011, she and her husband moved from Seattle to New York City, where Lauren decided to pursue a full-time writing career. It took six months to get her first book deal (despite ardent assurances to her husband that it would only take three). Since then, Lauren’s gone on to publish ten books, including the bestselling Stiletto series, with several more on the way in 2015.
Lauren currently lives in Chicago with her husband and spoiled Pomeranian. When not writing, you’ll find her at happy hour, running at a doggedly slow pace, or trying to straighten her naturally curly hair.

RELEASE DAY! LEADERS OF THE PACK BY MICHELLE HUGHES

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They were looking for a mate, but I refused to be any man’s Bitch!


Tossed aside by my father as payback for a murder committed by our pack, my new Alpha gave me to three of his leaders.  As a half-breed who hadn’t turned yet, he expected me to be honored by the act?  What honor was there in having three virile werewolves wanting to toss you on the ground and rip your body to shreds with their oversized, locking up anatomy?  The damn reason my mother kept me away from males was to spare me from that fate!  I wasn’t any man’s bitch, and planned on keeping it that way!

She thought she could resist our mating call, but eventually she’d submit!

Everything about us demanded her dormant sexuality awaken, and no bitch was strong enough to resist that pull.  What kind of female remained celibate especially when she’d been raised in a pack?  None that I was aware of until her.  Her luscious body called to the primitive nature of my beast, demanding I claim her for my own.  The only thought I had was bending her to my will and planting my cubs deep in her womb.  Our pack didn’t support rape, so I use whatever seduction necessary to make her mine before the next full moon.  Sharing her with my friends was an afterthought, but she soon come to follow any command I gave!

Join the Phantom Wolves, MC as they journey to the Prowl, the South Dakota motorcycle rally for shifters.  Once you go pack, you never look back.  They’ll make you their bitch, and you’ll like it!


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99¢ BOX SET SALE! Devour by Shelly Crane

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Books One – Three of the Devour Series by New York Times Bestselling Author Shelly Crane. Eli comes to town and shakes up Clara’s perfect little life. He feeds off emotions, but hers are so much more than what he’s ever felt before. And then all hell breaks loose when his kind, and his insane brother, find out. A rebellion brews, bonds form with witches and elves, ready to fight for their mates.

Devour
Clara has it all.
A wrestling star boyfriend, popular friends, all the right school activities…pretty much a perfect life…up until her parents died. Now she lives with the Pastor and his family and though they take good care of her, she feels alone. Then her boyfriend, Tate, starts to show signs of trouble when a new guy, Eli, comes to town.
Clara is fascinated with him, but hides it until something happens. Eli confesses that she gives him something he’s never had before…something he needs. He feeds off emotions, but hers are so much more than what he’s ever felt before. Everything is about to change for this normal, pretty, popular girl in a supernatural way.

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Eli and Clara’s story continues as she tries to finish high school. Eli is as over protective as ever and Tate and his group of friends are no help. They wait for the Horde, always looking over their shoulder. But the ever annoying but strangely prophetic bird begins to become more of a chatter box and Eli learns something that could change some things. Not just for him and Clara, but Devourers everywhere. Then an unexpectedness guest comes forcing Eli to flee with Clara, leaving her temporary family behind. She is thrown into his world of underground ‘traitors’ and learns much of his past. They meet many new people and creatures along the way to freedom. But when tragedy strikes the two, will Clara see the monster in Eli? Can she handle his strange world and awful past? Will one of them lose their life forever…
Altered

Enoch is tested. His brother is human, the thing he hates. He watches as the brother he knew is stripped away by his love for Clara. He’s never hated someone as much as he hated her…but the bond forced him to not only want to protect her, but feel things he never had before. When a girl needs his help, that split second decision changes his whole world in one instant. A Devourer’s Fate…

About The Author

Shelly is a NEW YORK TIMES & USA TODAY bestselling author from a small town in Georgia and loves everything about the south. She is wife to a fantastical husband and stay-at-home mom to two boisterous and mischievous boys who keep her on her toes. She hoards paperbacks, devours sweet tea, searches year-round for candy corn, and loves to spend time with her family and friends, go out to eat at new restaurants, site-see in the new areas they travel to, listen to music, and, of course, loves to read, but doesn’t have much time to these days with all the characters filling her head begging to come out. She is author to over twenty books and counting!

Her own books happen by accident and she revels in the writing and imagination process. She doesn’t go anywhere without her notepad for fear of an idea creeping up and not being able to write it down immediately, even in the middle of the night, where her best ideas are born. 

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Cover Reveal & Giveaway! Beloved Enemy by Hywela Lyn

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TITLE – Beloved Enemy
SERIES – The Destiny Trilogy
AUTHOR – Hywela Lyn
GENRE – Science Fiction Romance
PUBLISHER – The Wild Rose Press
COVER ARTIST – Rae Monet

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Cat Kincaid is obsessed with killing the man she believes is responsible for the torture and death of her sister, but when she eventually catches up with him, survival becomes a greater priority than revenge.
Kerry Marchant, haunted by memories, regret and self-blame, shields himself from the pain of the past by committing himself totally to the starship, Destiny, of which he is part owner. However, the beautiful, red haired woman who reminds him of his lost love, and who he suspects is working for a corrupt regime, represents a possible threat not only to the ship, but to his heart.

Marooned on an inhospitable planet, they need to work together to stay alive, fighting not only unknown assailants, but their growing attraction. But how can they learn to trust each other when he has vowed never to get close to a woman again, and she made a solemn pledge to destroy him?

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Before she could fire, Kerry let off another barrage of plasma bolts into the river, then leapt toward her and ripped the severed tentacle from her leg. It flapped around on the wet grass. She scrambled to her knees, still slightly winded and fired at the hideous thing. The foliage around it flared for a moment with an eerie green flame and the tentacle shrivelled into a slimy black mass, emitting a pungent odour and causing her to gag for a moment. 
“It seems I was mistaken about the creature being dead.” Kerry prodded the smouldering mass with his boot and looked across over the water. “It is now.” He leaned down and grasped her wrist to haul her to her feet. “Are you hurt?”
“No, I don’t think so.” Her shoulder was sore and probably bruised but she’d live. She tried to control her shivering. The incident affected her more than she wanted to admit. Kerry’s proximity, naked to the waist, his lithe body shining from the water droplets that still clung to his skin, his legs swathed in tight black leather, did nothing to help. The last thing she wanted was for him to realise how scared she’d been when she thought a snake attacked her. “Thanks. That was close. It would have been a bit ironic if I’d been killed by the same creature I saved you from.” 
She realized he still grasped her wrist. She tried to move away, but he pulled her back, obliging her to turn to him. 
“You are trembling.” 
“I’m fine.” 
“No,” he said. “You’re not.” He pulled her closer and his eyes softened, his gaze holding her mesmerized. She opened her mouth to try to speak, but in the same instant he put his hand under her chin and his lips closed over hers.

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Hywela Lyn has lived most of her life in Wales, and the beautiful countryside and legends inspired her to write. Although she now lives in a small village in England, she is very proud of her Welsh heritage and background. She enjoys weaving romantic tales of the future, and distant, mysterious worlds. Her pen name is a combination of her first two names. ‘Hywela’ is Welsh and her first name but it was never used and she has always been called by her second Christian name, Lyn. One thing remains constant in her writing: The power of love. Love, not only between her hero and heroine, but between friends and siblings, and for their particular world and the creatures that share it.
She is crazy about all animals, especially horses. She lives with her long suffering husband, Dave, and has two horses, two ferrel cats and an adopted lovable but manic terrier called Choccy.
Hywela Lyn’s debut novel, ‘Starquest’, a futuristic romance was published by The Wild Rose Press who also published her second book in the Destiny series, ‘Children of the Mist’. ‘Beloved Enemy’ which continues the Destiny series is coming soon from the same publisher.

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Release Day Blitz & Review! VAMPIRE LEGACY by ELLA J PHOENIX

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Author – Ella J Phoenix 
Publication date – May 1, 2015 
Publisher – Self Publishing 
Word count – 115,000
Vampire Legacy
Book 4 of the Dragon Heat Series
 Synopsis

When Tardieh discovers a letter from his late father, he opens a door to old memories. The letter from Petran is a tale of intrigue, attempted murder, and betrayal, but leaves more questions than answers in its wake. Petran, the King of Vampires, an ancient monarch known for his cunning ploys and many lovers, knows the animosity between draconians and vampires is brewing in Romania. 

Upon discovering his draconian neighbor has fallen ill with a strange Curse, Petran is determined to discover the cause, and a cure. In doing so, he finds an unexpected ally in his neighbor’s daughter, a striking Draconian Duchess. All Lady Natalia, the Duchess of Moldavia, wants is to save her people from a Dragon Lord’s tyranny but she’s only a woman, who has no place meddling in politics. 

With his health failing, her father has big plans for her, so when the King of Vampires agrees to help her find a cure for the Curse plaguing her people and her father, Talia begins to see him as more than an old family friend. He awakens desires in her she knows she should not have but cannot resist, or deny him. 

***Warning: this novel contains hot, steamy, descriptive sexual scenes. Enjoy.*** 

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Review
What an outstanding turn of events this series has taken! 

With utmost skill, Phoenix has delivered the origins of this amazing saga in a most magical and historical-fiction fashion!  Petran and Natalia are surrounded by every reason imaginable not to become involved, but going against all odds always makes life more interesting.  It was wonderful to get the story from the beginning, and the author has tagged my favorite genre in the process.  While still saddened from the losses that occurred in the previous installment, reading about Tardiegh’s father was enthralling.  I loved the characters, the intrigue, betrayal, and passion!

As usual, the writing style and descriptive nature pulled me in immediately, not letting go until the page was blank.  The paranormal hierarchy and races are uniquely intertwined with legend and histories that existed, or could be imagined from reality.  I just adore this author, and she ended this in Ella style; Leaving me wanting more!

Great read & you’re just NUTS if you don’t get it while it’s free!

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About the Author

I was just nine years old when I discovered my passion for the paranormal world. That passion led me to a bachelor’s degree in Performing Arts where I had my first taste in writing, conjuring children’s plays and re-writing Shakespearean masterpieces to suit the modern times (Yes, he’s still cringing in his grave). 

After years travelling around the world, translating other people’s novels and devouring paranormal romances, I realized the real world wasn’t fun without a touch of magic, and decided to purge my own crazy stories into paper, well, into word doc, to be more precise. My busy life with a demanding full time job and a very loving husband (I’m so not complaining!) doesn’t allow me much spare time, but somehow every night I find myself in front of the computer, exorcising the millions of stories stored in my sanity-challenged mind. 

My novels are tales of love and passion between strong female leads and hot heroes, bathed in paranormal magic, of course. I live in Sydney, Australia, the land of koalas (which are not bears), kangaroos (which are not boxing champions) and Vegemite (a black spread that should have never been invented. Seriously, don’t try it). 

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TOUR STOP, GIVEAWAY & REVIEW! KILTS AND DAGGERS by Victoria Roberts

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KILTS AND DAGGERS
by 
VICTORIA ROBERTS

My Highland Spy, Book 2

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Scottish Historical Romance

ISBN: 9781402292033
SYNOPSIS

Ever since Lady Grace Walsingham discovered her uncle and sister are spies for the Crown, she has yearned for adventure. She’s counting the days until she can leave barbaric Scotland behind, even if she must endure Highland captain Fagan Murray’s company for weeks.   
Fagan has a simple mission: escort the haughty Lady Grace back to England. But nothing is ever easy. The sharp-tongued woman needles him at every turn. But when a menacing threat follows them on their journey, Fagan’s grudging tolerance for Grace turns to respect…and into a perilous attraction that could seal their fate.
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What a wonderful Highland read!
The author has created a gem to treasure! I love the old “denial” routine and the banter that ensues between the main characters.  Fagan is wonderful character whose values and moral compass are worthy of hero status. Our leading lady; however, earns her title around the latter part of the novel.  The romance is intense, story line is exciting, and the setting is extraordinarily depicted.  Great read!

Highly recommend for lovers of the genre!
 

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“Mister Murray, I don’t feel at ease discussing these subjects with you.”

“Then call me Fagan. Mister Murray was my father’s name anyway.”

Grace looked around and then softened her voice. “Now is that truly appropriate?”

“I told ye before. Ye’re a long way from England, lass. Lest ye forget, ye’re in the Highlands now. We do things differently here.”

She lifted a brow. “How could I forget?”

“Ruairi said ye’ll be staying with us for a few weeks. More to the point, I already call Ruairi’s wife Ravenna.” He turned up his smile a notch. “Ye and I are practically like family. Ye will call me Fagan, and I will call ye Grace, or I could always call ye bhana-phrionnsa. I’ll be kind enough to give ye a choice.”

“Ravenna may permit you to call her by her Christian name, but I certainly do not, Mister Murray. Although you do make me laugh, I’m afraid you and I are far from family.”

***

When Grace’s eyes smoldered, Fagan knew he shouldn’t get too close to the flame for fear of getting burned. There was still enough time to take his leave. Otherwise, he’d be verbally sparring with a lass in the middle of the great hall. Ruairi would no doubt have his head for causing mischief with his kin so soon after the wedding.

Fagan slapped both hands on the table and casually stood. Instinctively, he took another step back in case the lass suddenly had a strong urge to reach across the table and throttle him—or worse. Nevertheless, once she heard what he was about to say, the table wouldn’t provide enough space between them.

“Verra well then. I think bhana-phrionnsasuits ye quite nicely.” When Grace’s cheeks turned scarlet, Fagan smiled. “Donna say I didnae warn ye. Remember I did give ye a choice.” He winked at her and then turned on his heel.

“Wait!”

He had a hard time trying to mask his smile. He turned around slowly and lifted a brow. “Aye?”

Grace flew to her feet, walked around the table, and closed the distance between them. She lifted her head, and by the way she was unsteady on her feet, he swore the daft lass was standing on the tips of her toes in a futile attempt to look him level in the eye.

“England and Scotland have been warring for centuries, Mister Murray, yet somehow Scotland has never won.” Lifting her skirts, she brushed his arm with her shoulder and took a few steps away from him.

That was until he called after her and stopped her dead in her tracks. “Cuine a chì mi a-ris thu, Grace?” When will I see you again? He made certain he said the words as though he spoke to his lover, which obviously had the desired effect because her whole body stiffened, and then she left him without a backward glance. Fagan’s mood was suddenly buoyant. He wasn’t exactly sure why he loved to unnerve Princess Grace, but he had one hell of a time doing it.

ABOUT THIS AUTHOR
Victoria Robertswrites sexy, award-winning Scottish historical romances about kilted heroes and warriors from the past. Prior to ever picking up a single romance novel, she penned her first young adult novella at 16 years old. Who knew her leather-studded motorcycle hero would trade in his ride and emerge as a kilt wearing Highlander wielding a broadsword? Victoria lives with her husband and their two beautiful children in western Pennsylvania. 

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BLOG TOUR! MAKE ME FORGET BY BRANDY LYNN

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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.
“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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