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BLITZ! SEDUCING SARAH BOOK 5: THE ADVOCATE BY AMI LECOEUR

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Seducing Sarah – Book 5: The Advocate: Al

by Ami LeCoeur


Blurb:


Sarah Pilsner’s attempts to develop a meaningful relationship by her birthday is turning out to be a lot less successful and a lot less fun than she had hoped. But as disappointing as her love life is, that doesn’t stop her from moving forward with her work life and other commitments.


At the office, her secretary Rhonda continues to step up to the challenges of taking on more responsibility, which gives Sarah hope for the potential expansion of her agency, especially with an interested investor on the horizon.


After becoming more closely involved with the local women’s shelter, Sarah learns some disturbing truths that reinforce her commitment to the work they do. It also brings her into closer contact with the very attractive, very focused attorney, Al Compton. Coming from widely different backgrounds—his a ghetto neighborhood and hers a rural farm—she admires and appreciates the sincere dedication he has for helping the women at the shelter. With such a good looking advocate on the board, she’s not disappointed when they are thrown into working more closely together.


As their mutual attraction grows, Sarah begins to think that perhaps her luck has finally changed after all.

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This short story is Book 5 in the steamy romantic suspense six-book Seducing Sarah series. It contains adult situations and is intended for mature audiences over 18. Approximately 85 pages.
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Series Blurb:
This is a six book serial that follows Sarah Pilsner, a successful, young, thirty-something CEO of her own advertising agency. She’s a self-made woman, happy with what she’s achieved, but realizing that being successful has come with a price.


Sarah gets a wake-up call when her secretary’s fiancé sends a beautiful bouquet of flowers and the entire office goes ga-ga. Sarah can’t help but realize that as a workaholic, she has no social life, and no matter how well she’s done with her business, the rewards feel hollow. There is no one in her life to celebrate her successes with, except her best friend Tammy. And Tammy has her own life with Chaz.


Determined to change her status by her birthday, a mere six months away, she decides to step outside her comfort zone and find someone to help share the celebration of her journey and her life. Join Sarah on her journey to discover a life beyond her current state of living with her nose to the grindstone.

NOTE: Each story builds on Sarah’s previous experiences, so for the best continuity, you will want to read the stories in order.


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Book 2: The Body: Tony http://amzn.to/2qh700I
Book 3: The Educator: Scott http://amzn.to/2qrfFtZ
Book 4: The Player – Kris http://amzn.to/2pJTjrg


Coming Soon on June 1st:

Book 6: The Cider King: Jonathan http://amzn.to/2pNvQSn




Bio:

Like most romance writers, Ami LeCoeur is a romantic at heart, but in her heart, it’s the classic romanticism of the late 18th and early 19th centuries.


She is a painter, glass artist, and award-winning poet, as well as a writer.


When she isn’t traveling, she lives on California’s Redwood Coast with her husband and two kitties. She loves her wonderful ocean view, and when the fog comes in – as it always does – she’s either curled up with a good book or busy writing.


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BLITZ! THIRD BY ROBIN COVINGTON

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THIRD
By Robin Covington

Blurb:

Dr. Carla Androghetti is not interested in compromise.

With a thriving psychiatry practice in Washington, D.C. and a fulfilling position as a sexual third in a threesome with couples at Club D, she’s living just the way she wants. When the murder of a famous former bedmate brings a sexy, tempting cop into her life, she indulges in an affair as sizzling as it is dangerous. Finding a man who can love her and accept her kink is a dream she’d given up a long time ago.

Homicide Detective Aiden Cross takes no prisoners.

Usually nothing can distract him from a case, but a sexy shrink with an unusual kink has him losing his laser-focus on the job. He’s been burned before by a cheating ex-wife and he doesn’t share, so why does he keep finding himself in the bed of a woman who breaks all his rules?

Passion will force them to take a risk.

When forbidden desire takes them to the edge of their personal limits, their walls will need to crumble if they have any chance together.

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Excerpt One:

She was one cool customer.

Dr. Carla Abdroghetti sat across the room, surrounded by four homicide detectives, in a chair specifically designed to guarantee that suspects would confess to anything just to get the hell out of it.

Not her.

She was relaxed, loose and her expression was placid. She had not asked for attorney. She didn’t even look annoyed. Most of the suspects in this room fluctuated between scared and anxious to angry and belligerant. Some of them even threw up in the nearby trashcan because their nerves got the better of them.

Not her.

Carla . . . Dr. Androghetti looked . . . gorgeous. Sexy. Tempting. Delicious. I couldn’t quite name the thing about her that made my heart race and my blood warm under my skin. It wasn’t the dark red dress that hugged her curves or the determined shape of her full mouth. It wasn’t the way she casually looked at her watch before slicing my boss with a look that would have most men cowering behind something thick and sturdy.

No, it was something about her. Something that didn’t come from clothes or an Ivy-League education or a particular background. You were either born with her type of calm, unshakeable charisma or you would never have it. And fuck me, she had it.

And, fuck me, I would not let it cloud my judgment and keep me from finding out if she’d murdered a U.S. Senator. Because right now she was the number one suspect on a short list of one.

Excerpt Two: NSFW

He cursed and spun me around, not letting go of his hold on my wrists. In this position, we were pressed together from chest to thigh and neither one of us struggled to put any distance between us. I looked up at him, my heels closing the gap between us but he was still taller, a towering bulk of muscle and man taking up all the available space.

“So, Senator Marsden wanted to fuck you? He wanted you all to himself?” He examined my face, the wicked grin tugging at his mouth incongruous with the unleashed anger that made his muscles tremor. “I don’t blame him.” He leaned in even closer and this time his words were spoken against my lips, each syllable laced with the sharp tang of forbidden lust. “I knew you were lying to me and I still wanted you.”

“And you don’t want me anymore?’ The words were sliding over my tongue before my brain could censor. Everything in them and the way they slid off my tongue with honeyed seduction was calculated to make something happen here that I didn’t know if either of us ready for.

“I shouldn’t.”

I recalled what he’d said the first time we’d met “Because I’m a dangerous woman.”

“Fuck yeah, you are,” Aiden leaned down closer, his lips brushing over mine before he pulled back slightly. “I’m going to do something really stupid here. Speak now if you don’t want my hands all over you.”

I stared at him, taking a moment to weigh my options but there was really only one choice. I tugged at the cuffs. “Leave these on.”

“Goddam,” he huffed out on the last breath before his mouth covered mine.




Bio:

A USA Today bestseller, Robin Covington loves to explore the theme of fooling around and falling in love in her books. Her stories burn up the sheets. . .one page at a time. When she’s not writing she’s collecting tasty man candy, indulging in a little comic book geek love, hoarding red nail polish and stalking Chris Evans.

A 2016 RITA® Award finalist, Robin’s books have won the National Reader’s Choice and Golden Leaf Awards and finaled in the Romantic Times Reviewer’s Choice, and the Book Seller’s Best.

She lives in Maryland with her handsome husband, her two brilliant children (they get it from her, of course!), and her beloved furbabies, Dutch and Dixie Joan Wilder (Yes – THE Joan Wilder)

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BLITZ! WHAT IT TAKES BY SONYA LOVEDAY

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What It Takes
by Sonya Loveday
Blurb:


Gracen Lowell is on the hunt for a man—but not just any man. He has to be ‘the one’. Her only problem is that no one she’s dated has ever measured up to the charming qualities of her best friend.

Slade Owens knows no matter how much he loves Gracen, he’ll never be what she’s looking for. And he dang sure isn’t going to stick around to watch her fall in love with someone else. Slade leaving the Owens’ family farm for an out-of- state job should put enough distance between the two to allow him to move on with his life and Gracen to search for her happily-ever- after.

Gracen knows asking him to stay isn’t fair. Slade thinks leaving her behind is the only thing to do.

Inexplicably drawn together, the best friends must decide if they have what it takes to own up to their feelings… before it’s too late.

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Excerpt #1

Gracen had no idea how beautiful she was. Dressed the way she was, it was almost impossible to look away. On a normal day, she was the kind of beautiful that robbed my ability to think straight. Every single woman I dated, I chose specifically to be as different from Gracen as I could, hoping that with enough practice, I could make myself look at her and not want her with every fiber of my being.

Even though I’d had years to perfect keeping my face neutral, it would slip every once in a while. She’d get a peek of the raw emotion that bled through because it was too much to contain. When it did, she’d give me an odd look, and then crack a joke to see me smile. I’d heave a huge sigh of internal relief that she’d once again misinterpreted it, because I couldn’t lose her friendship.


The draw to her had gotten to be so much that I knew if I didn’t do something, and soon, I’d ruin everything with her. Somewhere, there was a lucky bastard who’d eventually steal her right out from under my nose, and there wouldn’t be a damn thing I could do about it. I already hated him—whoever he was.

Excerpt #2

“You coming?” he called to me from the porch. Both our bags were slung over one shoulder and Lucy, tail thumping against the worn boards, was sitting by his feet.

They were a picture, the two of them. Man and beast. My man and my beast, even if only in my dreams, I thought, catching the door handle and getting out of the truck as Slade made his way inside.


Closing my eyes, I pretended I was home and he was mine. He’d welcome me in at the front door with a kiss hot enough to sear my lips and melt me to the floor. We’d make it as far as the rustic living room before shedding clothes behind us in a trail to the bedroom.

I shook my head to clear it. That same moment had flashed through my thoughts so many times before. Like auto play.
Before I could make it to the porch steps, Slade came back out. He caught hold of the door casing and stretched forward. My knees wobbled when his eyes met mine.


“It’s like coming home, every time we come here,” he said.

My steps faltered at his words. “It’s special… this place. You can feel it.” My fingers dipped and swayed against the slight breeze that flitted through the trees.

There was something extraordinary about it, but nothing I could physically point out. It was more like a feeling. A welcoming. Like it was a haven that spoke to something deep inside me.

Lucy poked her nose past Slade, panting with a huge doggy grin. He didn’t look down at her.

“Are you planning to stay out there the whole time?” he asked. There was something different in the way he gazed at me. I couldn’t quite put my finger on, but it almost felt like something more.

“Can’t really go inside when you’re standing in the doorway.” I smirked at him, trying not to show my confusion.

“Tell me something, Gracen. And be honest,” he said, unmoving.

Nervous energy shot through me, every single point of awareness standing on end. Now there was a look in his eyes I thought I’d glimpsed a few times before, but it had always been gone as quick as it came. I’d always brushed it off as my imagination, conjured up because I wanted it so bad. But this time, there was no mistaking it. It held promises unspoken. Secrets long buried.

I could feel the pulse at my neck hammering as if my heart had dislodged itself and was working its way up and out. My arms tingled as if my skin were made of wildly flapping butterfly wings, and my stomach twisted around a giant rock of something molten that emptied itself down into my legs. The two halves of my body were at war with one another—one wanted to fly away, the other to sink into the ground.


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BIO
Sonya Loveday is a full time author. Mother of two teenagers. Wife to an amazing man for 18 years. Dog lover. Cat lover. COFFEE addict. Night Owl. She’s a sucker for a good book. Loves the quiet life. Has the bestest best friend in the whole world. Her imagination never shuts off which makes it hard to sleep. The worst cook. Seriously.

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BOOKS BY SONYA LOVEDAY


THE SIX SERIES:


THE SUMMER I FELL (BOOK 1)

END NOTE (BOOK 2)

RELEVANCE (BOOK 2.5)

IF EVER I FALL (BOOK 3)

THE VOWS WE MAKE (BOOK 4)

THE CASTED SERIES:

CASTED (BOOK 1)

SPELLED (BOOK 2)

THE CASTED SERIES BOXED SET

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BLITZ! MINE BY ANDIE M. LONG

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MINE by Andie M. Long


Blurb.
Melissa


I had my life all planned out, but in the blink of an eye it was gone. I lost my baby, my husband, my happy ever after.

So I made another plan…

Destroy the man who ruined it all. Edward Bonham. With his perfect wife and perfect life. Why should he be allowed to keep everything I’ve been denied?

Years have passed; they think they’re safe. They think no one remembers. They think all is forgiven. But I will never forgive, I will never forget, and one day, retribution will be MInE.

An 18+ read with dark scenes.

Genre: Dark suspense.

Pre-order on Amazon Today!


EXCERPT 1
I’ve opened the blind on the window so that my therapist can see some daylight. Or rather can see me from his fixed viewpoint. I’m in my shorts and tee. They display my abs and glutes to perfection. As I dig the ground he’ll be able to see my strength, as my muscles cord with the push and pull of the spade. I’m digging a rectangle. For no reason whatsoever other than to let him think I’m digging his grave. Psychology is the bomb.


EXCERPT 2
You took away the opportunity to do what I’d yearned for my whole life. To give life. I was so excited to meet my baby and then when I did-’ She stops and cries again.
I wait until she composes herself.
‘Are you the slightest bit regretful about what happened, Edward? Do you wish things could have been different?’
‘No.’ I tell her honestly. ‘I wish I could bottle every tear on your face.’



Bio:

Andie M. Long is author of Amazon Number One Erotic Thrillers Saviour, and The Alphabet Game amongst others.

She lives in Sheffield with her son and long suffering partner.

When not being partner, mother, employee or writer she can usually be found on Facebook or walking her whippet, Bella.

Andie will be signing in Newcastle 2017 and York 2018.
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BLITZ! COUNTRY DREAM BY CHARLENE BRIGHT

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Country Dream by Charlene Bright


BLURB:


She’s ready to slow life down. . .

Kinsley Griffin is a psychologist and best-selling self-help author. Feeling exhausted by her big-city fast-paced life and hearing the call of her childhood home she considers slowing down and reconnecting to her small-town Southern roots when a book tour stop in Tennessee opens a door.


He’s been living his life for his daughter . . .


Jared Adamson is preparing for an empty nest at his Tennessee farm as his 21-year- old daughter prepares for her future and plans her launch into adulthood. A widower of four years, he’s now facing a quiet life of solitude.

A scenic detour leads to a chance meeting . . .


A chance encounter brings them together when Kinsley finds herself needing Jared’s help. As the detour turns into an extended vacation, they discover that life has much more to offer than they knew. But is it wise to start planting roots so soon?


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Snippet #1


They turned the horses back toward the barn. The storm was moving faster than expected. They hadn’t made it halfway home when raindrops began to tap their heads. By the time they were at the barn’s entrance, the rain was coming down in sheets. Jared’s hat had deflected most of the rain from his head, but wet clothes clung to both of their bodies.

She hugged her shoulders and felt a strong sense of calm. Unlike most people, she preferred gray, rainy days to sunny ones. The rain put her into a meditative mind and made her feel more in touch with the world. It was cleansing and peaceful. Out of the rain now with the wind blowing into the barn, a chill caused a shiver to ripple down her, and she hugged her arms closer.

Suddenly a warmth radiated into her back and covered her bare arms. She leaned backward into Jared’s chest as he rubbed the cold bare skin of her upper arms. His hands moved down the sides of her arms and traced to her hands. Crossed over each other in front of her, Kinsley’s hands laced themselves into his and she felt his breath on her neck, hot and urgent. He softly touched his lips to her neck and along her collarbone, then to her ear. She turned her face toward him and their lips met, softly at first. When she tentatively pushed her tongue past her lips to taste the rain on his, he groaned against her and pulled her closer, moving his hands to her stomach, where his thumbs brushed upwards to feather along the bottoms of her breasts.


Snippet #2


He stood quickly and grabbed his jeans, pulling them on while looking out the window. Then he turned back and, with an eerily calm tone, said, “Call 911.”

He was grateful that she didn’t waste time asking questions but immediately grabbed her phone and ran to the window, trusting his reaction. He stepped into a pair of boots and ran, bare-chested, down the stairs and out the back door.
The flames were still confined to one area of the barn, but he knew that it would be engulfed soon given how long it would take the fire department to arrive. While he ran toward the burning barn, his eyes glanced around and his mind raced into triage. He was relieved for a second when he remembered the horses had not been put back into the barn after the party. They were the closest to the fire so he shifted on the ball of his foot and ran around the side. Kinsley was right behind him when he reached the fence.



 Snippet #3

She looked at the handsome man and decided she had a good reason to put off that last event now.


Maybe Ethel had done her a favor after all. She felt the warmth she had come to accept would be a constant feeling while she was near this man. It pleased her that he was playing along with her.

Her breath caught in her throat and her insides melted. He leaned down to her and she welcomed his kiss, immediately throwing her arms around his neck and pulling herself into his body. Everywhere he touched, it scalded. His kiss was deep, urgent, passionate. His desire for her was strong and obvious in his touch and how closely he held her, as well as the growing hardness pushing into her thigh.
Author Bio


Charlene Bright is the author of several contemporary western romance novels. She’s a lifelong resident of the American South and currently residents in southern Oklahoma on a family-owned cattle ranch. She greets each morning with a hot cup of coffee and an optimistic smile. Traveling to America’s national parks is her favorite pastime. After rearing her two daughters, she and her husband recently became empty- nesters. With the peace and quiet that comes with that, she began to hear the characters in her head begging for their stories to be told which is when the author inside her was set free.


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BLITZ! CINDERELLA AND THE MAJOR BY CYNTHIA VAN ROOY

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Cinderella and the Major
By
Cynthia Van Rooy

Blurb:
Cinderella is Going to the Ball!


Harmony McMahon, Mensa member and computer genius needs an escort for her ten-year high school reunion. A nerd wallflower in high school, she wants to flaunt her adult financial and professional success. Her problem? She’s still a nerd wallflower.

When wounded warrior Marine Corps officer, Major Conner Talbot, offers a day and evening with him in a fundraising auction, Harmony knows he would be the perfect impressive date for her reunion. She can bask in his reflected glory. Conner falls for the woman Harmony hides behind the wallflower exterior. But his ex-wife fell in love with him because he was in the military. Can there be a happily-ever- after with another woman who only sees his uniform? And if he can’t get back into fighting shape after his injury, he might not be wearing it much longer.


Bio:
Cynthia VanRooy, a three-time finalist for the San Diego Book Awards, a finalist for the Independent eBook Awards for Romance, and a finalist for the PASIC Book of Your Heart Award, came by her love of books early. She grew up the daughter of a career army officer and moved often. By the time she graduated from high school she had attended eleven different schools! It was difficult making new friends every other year or so, and she spent a lot of time happily curled up alone with a book. She would no sooner finally have friends, than it was time to move again. All she needed to relieve the loneliness was a library where she could always find her favorite authors.


She was living in Hawaii when she met her husband, a handsome young naval officer who swept her off her feet in the best romance-novel tradition. In fact, their first date was New Year’s Eve on Waikiki Beach. Life was setting her up to write romance novels, She just didn’t know it yet. And she was still moving every two years. Hawaii, Scotland, and Japan are just a few of the places she has called home.


She loves writing romance. In her books, she likes to explore the difference between what the characters think they want and what they ultimately discover they really want, a personal journey to which most people can relate. She finds the innate optimism and happy endings in the genre uplifting. Cynthia believes there is enough misery and despair in the world without putting it on the page. Romance is her small effort to bring a higher love vibration to the planet. It’s called light reading for a reason!


For more information go to https://www.CynthiaVanRooy.com

 

“I know when I pick up a Cynthia VanRooy romance, I’m getting a book with characters I really care about and a compelling story.”−Victoria Johnson, author of All I Need to Know in Life, I Learned from Romance Novels


“Cynthia VanRooy writes clearly drawn, appealing characters in a sexy love story that captivates the senses.”−USA Today bestselling author, Christie Ridgway


“Cynthia VanRooy’s richly developed characters don’t read like fiction, but rather real people who just happen to live on the pages of her books.”−Dr. Judythe London, Ph.D., author of Dating the Write Way
“Cynthia VanRooy’s books are good!!”−Barbara Mark, co-author of the Angelspeake series.

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BLITZ AND GIVEAWAY! CAPTIVE BY ANNA SANTOS

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CAPTIVE
by
ANNA SANTOS
Genre: Fantasy Romance Contemporary Young Adult
Cover Design: Laercio Messias
Release Date: January 12, 2017
BLURB:
Who would you rather have—a vampire or an angel—for a soul-mate?
Innocent Aria never imagined that her dream trip to Paris would change her life forever. She is soon thrown into a world where vampires, angels, gargoyles and werewolves exist.
After being rejected and almost dying, Aria finds herself stuck in a dangerous love triangle where her freedom and happiness are at stake.
Who will Aria choose to love forever?
The gorgeous but ruthless vampire who sentenced her to Hell or the breathtaking and possessive angel Prince who offers her redemption and a brand new pair of wings.
Find out in Captive.

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AUTHOR BIO:
Anna Santos is a Bestselling Author in Paranormal Romance. who builds worlds of undeniable beauty, with witty and enchanting characters.
Anna always keeps her readers on their toes with her adrenaline-fueled adventures, suspense-filled cliffhangers, and magical and complex characters
When she isn’t writing, Anna is considering plot twists for her next novel or delving into the world of her favorite authors.

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BLITZ! SALVAGE HIM BY SYDNEY AALIYAH MICHELLE

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Salvage Him
by
Sydney Aaliyah Michelle
Series: Highland Park Chronicles Book #1
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Light BDSM
Publication Date: April 24, 2017


Blurb:

Anger and lies can lead to destruction, but passion and control can lead to love.

Harrison
I met my soul mate, but she’s married to someone else.
Every fiber of my being screams she belongs to me.
He saved her, but he doesn’t deserve her.
If I’m being honest, neither do I.

Brooklyn
I didn’t know I was settling until he showed me what I was missing.
He promised to maintain control, but I pushed him and he destroyed us both.
Now I know what I need, but am I what he wants.

Harrison’s anger and Brooklyn’s lies push them both toward destruction. Can passion and control SALVAGE their love?

Salvage Him is a passionate romance with BDSM elements by Sydney Aaliyah Michelle. If you like a strong alpha male, scorching sex scenes and a connection that makes your heart and body quiver, then you’ll love Sydney Aaliyah Michelle’s latest stand alone HEA romance.

Pick up Salvage Him and read how Harrison and Brooklyn find each other today!
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  • Absolutely fell in love with Harrison and Brooklyn in this story. How could you not.

  • This was the first time I’ve ever seen this subject material (BDSM) covered in a somewhat realistic way.

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Excerpt #1:
His arms flexed as he adjusted the armoire in the corner. He wiped his hands on his thin t-shirt. It rode up as he picked at something on the door. He ran his hand through his shaggy light brown hair. He stood back and rubbed the stubble on his chin.
I watched him as he reached out and caressed the wood.
I felt it on my cheek.
He leaned in and rested his forehead on the wood.
I leaned in too.
His beautiful lips whispered something to the wood.
I felt the wisp of air on my earlobe and shivered.
He made a fist as his forearms flexed and knocked twice.
“Come in,” I whispered and gasped.
Excerpt #2
I placed a hand on his abs to push him away, but when I touched the immovable force, BAM, a chill hit me again, and I stopped breathing. He must have felt something too. He exhaled and looked down at our hands.
“Wow,” he whispered and dropped my hand.
I held in a whimper from the immediate loss and turned back to my table. I could feel his presence behind me. Not physical, like when I fell into his arms, but no less powerful and consuming. I exhaled myself.
“Brooklyn,” I said and reached for the handle of my suitcase.
“Brooklyn.”
God, the way he said my name.
His tone pleaded for me to turn around.
“I really need to get set up here.” I didn’t recognize my own voice.
“Can I help?” He reached around and brushed his fingers over mine. Of course, I would have the book labeled bedroom in my hand. I would have giggled at the irony if the thought of him in a bedroom didn’t cross my inappropriate mind.
His powerful aura, for lack of a better term, felt familiar. Not that I had been near him before, but I knew his type. He commanded everything around him. His being alone demanded your attention and devotion.
I shook the thought out of my head.
“I’ve got it covered,” I said with more confidence than I felt.
He sighed.
The disappointment rolled off his body and engulfed me.
I’d disappointed him.
He was displeased with me.
I shook it off again. I had no allegiance to this man. We had never even met before.



Excerpt #2
“Spanking?”
She rolled her eyes and gave me an, oh, please look.
“Not an acceptable response. That’s one.”
“One what?” I asked.
“One spanking. I’ll ask you again. Spanking?”
“Yes.”
“Blood play.”
“Hard limit.” Her eyes grew wide.
I smirked.
She licked her lips.
I unbuttoned and unzipped my pants.
“Choking.”
She hesitated but whispered, “Soft.”
She responded to me choking her earlier. I wasn’t sure if it were something she’d played around with before.
“Shibari?”
“Yes, but . . .” She stopped.
“Continue.”
“No suspending me from the ceiling and leaving me for days.” She shivered.
“Okay.” I let my jeans fall to the ground.
Her eyes sparkled. She strained to watch.
I ran my hand over the bulge in my shorts and held in a groan.
“Anal,” I said.
“Yes.” No hesitation.
That’s my girl.
“Humiliation,” I said with a raised eyebrow.
“Soft.” She drew out the word.
“What’s your concern?” I kneeled on the bed.
“It’s not important. We can discuss it later.”
“I wouldn’t have asked the question if I didn’t want to know.” I ran my hands up her legs.
Her eyes grew wet as she blinked to prevent her tears from falling.
Seeing her cry hit me in the gut. I laid down and cupped her cheek.
“What is it? Brooklyn. Tell me.”
“Malcolm . . .” She blinked. “He used to call me names, and I liked it, but then his friends would do the same, and I didn’t. I don’t know.” Her tears flowed.
“Maybe you’re right. This isn’t the time to do this.” I laid a hand against her cheek.
“I’m sorry.” She blinked.
“Brooklyn. You have nothing to be sorry for. I want to know you. Every part of you. Even the stuff you’re ashamed and embarrassed about. All of it made you into this incredible, beautiful, sexy woman.” I kissed her. Tasted her tears on my lips. I moved a hand down to her tits and unhooked the clasp on the front of her bra. Her tits were real and firm, her nipples hard. I took one in my mouth and pinched the other.
She whimpered.
I teased her with my teeth and my tongue.
Her moans told me she liked them both.
My hand traveled down her stomach and into her panties. I ran my fingers through her folds, her pussy wet and swollen from me touching her before.
She moaned and squirmed against my touch.
I pressed a finger inside her.
She squeezed her pussy around it.
I pushed in two.
She ground against my hand.
“Sir,” she said against my mouth.
“Yes, my sweet sub.”
She smiled a sweet grin, with a little mischievous gleam in her eye.
“Will you please fuck me now?”
I stopped.
The smile fell from her lips.
I removed her panties and climbed between her legs. I slid on a condom and laid down; our bodies flush against each other, my full weight on her. I reached up and clasped my hands with hers where they were cuffed together. I lifted her thighs over my hips, grabbed my cock, and pressed into her in one motion.
“Oh, fuck.” We both growled. If I had any doubt this woman was made for me, the moment I entered her for the first time, confirmed it. I memorized everything about how it felt. Me, deep inside her, my cock squeezed in the most perfect way, and her eyes staring into mine.


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Sydney Aaliyah Michelle is a Contemporary Romance writer, a voracious reader, tattoo lover, and movie fanatic who hails from Texas.

After surviving 5 1/2 years living in China, she had the courage to finally pursue her passion and become a writer.

She identifies the sci-fi action flick “The Matrix” as the best representation of her life in the past. She is now blessed to be awake and doing what she loves.

She can recite the entire script from the 80’s teen comedy/drama “The Breakfast Club” and loves any and everything associated with the Avengers Movie, especially Tony Stark.

When it come to books, Sydney reads different genres, but some of her favorite writers are Stephen King, Alex J. Cavanaugh, J.A Huss, M. Never & Emily Bronte. Under the Dome, The Great Gatsby & Wuthering Heights are her favorite books.

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SEDUCING SARAH: THE EDUCATOR BY AMI LECOEUR

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Seducing Sarah – Book 3: The Educator: Scott

by
Ami LeCoeur


Blurb:
When Sarah’s best friend Tammy invites her to a brunch, of course she has to go. But little does she expect that the guest of honor will find her as attractive as she finds him.


A psychology professor from the local university, Scott is celebrating the publication of his first book: a psychological thriller. Unlike the guys she’s recently dated, he has a more mature approach to life, with interests that range from his passion for dissecting the intricacies of the human mind to appreciating German art.




Series Blurb:
This is a six book serial that follows Sarah Pilsner, a successful, young, thirty-something CEO of her own advertising agency. She’s a self-made woman, happy with what she’s achieved, but realizing that being successful has come with a price.


Sarah gets a wake-up call when her secretary’s fiancé sends a beautiful bouquet of flowers and the entire office goes ga-ga. Sarah can’t help but realize that as a workaholic, she has no social life, and no matter how well she’s done with her business, the rewards feel hollow. There is no one in her life to celebrate her successes with, except her best friend Tammy. And Tammy has her own life with Chaz.


Determined to change her status by her birthday, a mere six months away, she decides to step outside her comfort zone and find someone to help share the celebration of her journey and her life. Join Sarah on her journey to discover a life beyond her current state of living with her nose to the grindstone.


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Here’s what reviewers are saying about the Seducing Sarah series:


“This series has really captivated me! I like reading these short stories about Sarah trying to find love.”


“Ami has a way with drawing you into the story and making the characters feel like friends you have known your whole life. I can’t wait to see the journey Sarah is about to go on through this 6-part series.”
“The way Ami writes is just amazing. Sarah is portrayed just like the rest of us 30-somethings… who are out here trying to navigate the dating field. It isn’t easy and you sure do have to kiss a lot of toads before you find the one person who just gets you.”
















Bio:
Like most romance writers, Ami LeCoeur is a romantic at heart, but in her heart, it’s the classic romanticism of the late 18th and early 19th centuries.

She is a painter, glass artist, and award-winning poet, as well as a writer.

When she isn’t traveling, she lives on California’s Redwood Coast with her husband and two kitties. She loves her wonderful ocean view, and when the fog comes in – as it always does – she’s either curled up with a good book or busy writing.

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BOHERMORE BY JENNIFER ROSE MCMAHON

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Bohermore
by
Jennifer Rose McMahon


Blurb:
“When your dreams become reality, being cursed can be a real nightmare.”
Like a punch in the face, eighteen-year-old Maeve O’Malley’s visions knock her off her path. The pirate queen stalking Maeve in her dreams killed her mother years ago and now, the villain is coming for her. Maeve’s decision to ditch Boston College takes everyone by surprise as she packs her bags, leaves America, and heads to the west coast of Ireland to chase her dreams – and end them.
Maeve uncovers an ancient family curse that refuses to remain silent until she accepts her predestined role in what many thought was only a legend. Her Irish history professor – a man she shouldn’t be falling for – is the only person who understands the origins of her torment.
Maeve’s journey becomes a medieval treasure hunt through Ireland’s castles and ruins as she tracks the wrathful pirate queen who has her marked for vengeance.

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I peeked over Mom’s headstone. The wind had whipped up without warning, flinging mist and twigs at me like shrapnel, making me squint and shield my face. My hair twisted wildly and my jacket flapped against my body, raising alarm in every nerve. I gripped the top of Mom’s stone, straining to see past the wind, trying to figure out who was out there.
A thick smell of iron coated my throat and I wretched. Blood was in the air, mixed with rage in the violent gusts and fear burst into my heart. I could swear I heard my name swirling in the blasts, sounds of an unknown or dead language, and pressed my hands over my ears to stop it. I fell back, wiping the assault from my face and searched Mom’s stone, eyes wide with panic.
Desperate for a response, I stared into her monument like looking into her safe, nurturing face. I blinked for better clarity, leaning in to it, when somewhere deep in my mind, her voice exploded as she commanded me—
“Run!”
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In a knee-jerk response to Gram’s call, I tripped on zucchini vines and landed at the base of the St. Brendan statue in the middle of the garden, my face nearly hitting it.
“Jesus!” The accusation rang clear. I blamed him for a lot more than nearly breaking my face on one of his anointed ones.
A handmade shelter enclosed the three-foot whitewashed statue of Brendan on three sides. From the back, I couldn’t see the religious icon but knew its every feature by heart: peaceful, bearded face, robe-like clothing, cross in one hand, gesturing to the open expanses with the other. Always mocking me.
He was Brendan the Navigator. A courageous mariner, in search of paradise or the Garden of Eden. My grandmother’s bedtime stories retold St. Brendan’s Voyage, his epic travel to the promised land, a million times, engraving his fearless curiosity onto my soul.
White paint peeled down in delicate rolls from the outer back wall of Brendan’s enclosure, moving my eyes toward its stony base. And there, in the statue’s foundation, was a hidden metal door the size of the long side of a shoebox, with countless coats of paint, rusty hinges, and a small, aged padlock.
My eyes widened. How could a little door be here all this time and I never noticed? I cupped my palm around the lock to inspect its tiny designs: Irish artwork, Celtic-type swirls and knots pulled me in, whispering their secrets too quietly for me to hear.

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I called out for Rory while holding the back of my sore head. My voice was gone, lost in the chaos, and I tasted the evil bile of dread rising from my belly. Lifting my gaze, the green fields and stone walls came into view—fading in and out of focus.
Then I saw her.
My captain. From my nightmare.
She loomed ahead of me, sword drawn back and dappled with light. Her eyes blazed and her delicate features twisted into a snarl. An avenging angel sent to destroy me.
She raced toward me from within the fort, sword held high, teeth bared on her savage, grief-stricken face. Panic coursed through my veins, freezing me to my spot. In her rage, her long black hair and layered shoal flew around her, giving her the appearance of a goddess; one of destruction and death. She was charging toward me with clear intent to kill.
I froze in place as she came at me, her expression contorted. I braced myself for the heinous blow of her sword but felt only wind. She moved through me like a shiver and continued beyond to the outer point of the fort, her violent intent still clear.
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Jennifer Rose McMahon has been creating her Pirate Queen Series since her college days abroad in Ireland. Her passion for Irish legends, ancient cemeteries, and medieval ghost stories has fueled her adventurous story telling, while her husband’s decadent brogue carries her imagination through the centuries. When she’s not in her own world writing about castles and curses, she can be found near Boston in the local coffee shop, yoga studio, or at the beach…most often answering to the name ‘Mom’ by her fab children four.
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