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Book One in the Consolation Duet

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Author: Corinne Michaels

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Cover Design: Okay Creations

Photographer: Perrywinkle Photography

Release Date: March 18th

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Liam wasn’t supposed to be my happily ever after.

He wasn’t even on my radar.

He was my husband’s best friend—forbidden.

But my husband is dead and I’m alone. I ache for him and I reach for Liam.

One night with Liam changed everything. Now I have to decide if I truly love him or if he’s just the consolation prize.

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Today is the last day I will allow myself to feel sorrow, the last day I will shed tears, because tears don’t change anything. I need to harvest whatever strength I have and hold it tight. I’m a mother who has an infant that needs me to be both mom and dad.

One day, they say. One day this will stop hurting.


This will never be okay or stop hurting.

I’ll never be the same. The woman I was before died the minute the knock on the door came. I’m a shell of the woman I was. The woman who was loving, open, and full of hope is gone. Hope is a weak bitch who couldn’t give two fucks about what you want. So I rely on faith. Faith that I’ll make it through this and find my heart again.


Book Two in the Consolation Duet

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Genre: Contemporary Romance

Cover Design: Okay Creations

Photographer: Perrywinkle Photography

Release Date:  May 27th

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I fell in love with Liam only to be left shattered into a million pieces. Again. The idea of being without him cripples me but the reality is, he’s gone.

He doesn’t understand and I can’t make him.

If only he’d see the conviction behind my words—then Liam would still be here.

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About the Author

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Corinne Michaels is an emotional, witty, sarcastic, and fun loving mom of two beautiful children. She’s happily married to the man of her dreams and is a former Navy wife. After spending months away from her husband while he was deployed, reading and writing was her escape from the loneliness.

Both her maternal and paternal grandmothers were librarians, which only intensified her love of reading. After years of writing short stories, she couldn’t ignore the call to finish her debut novel, Beloved. Her alpha Navy SEALs are broken, beautiful, and will steal your heart.

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Following the Sun by Alisa Mullen


Following the SUN
by Alisa Mullen
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Nate Wilson lives his life with pride and heart. When his pops hands down the family bowling alley in Framingham, Massachusetts, he doesn’t think twice about making it his own. Nate is a guy’s guy. He is true to his old friends, his family, his dates, and his business.
Sunny, a vivacious and mysterious woman frequents the alley all of a sudden. Somehow she catches Nate’s attention and holds it. Nate becomes slightly obsessed with who she is and why she loves the bowling alley.He is not one to be easily distracted by a woman to the point of letting his priorities fall the wayside.

However, after he follows his instinct, Nate finds himself entranced, enthralled, and in the worst predicament of his steady life.



About the Author:
Alisa Mullen is the author of the Best Selling Saga Series (Four books as of EOY 2014), The Chosen Series and the Best Selling psychological suspense novel, Plastic Confidence. She grew up in Down East Maine. Mullen has a BA from Texas A&M University and a MS from Our Lady of Lake University in San Antonio, Texas. When she isn’t writing, she enjoys reading, making necklaces, and spending time with her family. Mullen lives in South Texas with her loving husband and their two children.

In her rare off time, she enjoys laughing and goofing off with her husband and their two children.She loves the beach, Estate Sales, Blue Bonnet season, and macrame.

Mullen currently lives in South Texas and likes it there for now. Mullen owns a macramé necklace business, Devika Knots, which she started with her daughter in 2009 and it has become a great part of her life. Many times her whole family will go out to the markets to be around other artisans and farmers. She and her husband look forward to one day owning an RV and following their noses around the country year round.
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New Release Whipped by Kelly Collins

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Title: Whipped – The Decadent Series Book 3

Author: Kelly Collins

Genre: Contemporary/Erotic Romance

Release Day: February 13, 2015

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Roxy Somerville grew up with everything. Sports cars and designer clothes were commonplace in her life. Love, affection, and autonomy were not. She left her life of luxury, and traded her riches for freedom, a freedom that would lead her back to her first love. A freedom that nearly cost her life.

Bobby Anderson had very little in the way of financial wealth. He had a supportive family and it made him the richest of men. For a time, he had Roxy, then she was gone. Now she’s back in his life, and he will stop at nothing to keep her.

Travel through past mistakes to second chances. Take a journey straight to the heart of love. Whipped is dipped in intrigue and suspense, amidst sizzling hot passion. Once you find yourself Whipped, there is no turning back.



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Wrapped in his warm embrace, Roxy refuses to move. This is where she wants to be. She pretends they are a couple. In her mind they have been together for years. Lying in his arms is how she wakes up every morning. They are inseparable. Even in sleep he hangs on tight. His grip on her is one of unbreakable possession. In her fantasy, he never lets her go.

Cocooned in his tattered black T-shirt, she curls into his warm body in the center of the big bed. The morning light breaks through the curtains of his bedroom and shines like a spotlight on the royal blue dress. Last night’s party was epic. The borrowed blue dress had barely covered her body. In spite of the lack of fabric, Bobby’s eyes never left her face. He looked at her the way he did when they were teenagers. He saw her like no one else could.


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Kelly Collins lives in Colorado with her husband, James. She’s the proud mother of three young adults. They are her greatest accomplishment.

Reading has always been a passion. That passion turned into a career after she took a flight to New York and asked a what if question. That question turned into her first book, Tempo.

She has a passion for her family, a love of lemondrop martinis and is known to stop for anything shiny. She love hockey, gerbera daisies and standing in front of her fireplace until she nearly combusts.

Armed with a martini and her laptop, Kelly loves nothing more than to create a world that any woman would want to explore.

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Thank you for joining us for the cover reveal of Emily R. Zajac’s new book The Repulsive Saint. Book two in the sinner series. We are so excited to share this cover with you and hope that everyone loves it.

The Repulsive Saint releases February 20, 2015
Alyssa Dawn had seen tragedy. Cameron was gone, leaving her feeling more alone than ever before. But that wasn’t her biggest problem. She had Faith, a newborn baby girl, whom she’d do anything to protect. Alyssa works part time, raises her little girl, and refuses to let anything or anyone near her broken heart again. But that is harder said than done when your past doesn’t want to let you go.

Cameron Drake walked away, leaving the woman he loved to help the one person who had been his only family. It was simple. He needed to find him, convince him to turn himself over, and go back. But things aren’t simple, and now he’s stuck being doing what’s right for his heart and what’s right in general. But when a deal goes south, Cameron is left doing the only thing he can. Becoming the person he tried so hard to run away from. And hope that the darkness doesn’t hold him hostage. Forever.

Kaden Gage knew he failed everyone, including his brother Ashton, he had never thought different though. But running is the only option he’s left with, that is until his best friend shows up to convince him differently. Kaden knows that turning himself over is the last thing he wants to do, but he can’t help feel that maybe Cameron is right. But when Faith, his first born, ends up in the hospital, Kaden decides it might be the last and first time he gets to see her. Things don’t always go your way though. Before he reaches her, his dark past catches them. Leaving him in a burning car, and Cameron……gone.
Three lives, so very different, but all connected, must learn to work together.
Before it’s too late. 

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Emily R. Zajac is the best selling author of The Beautiful Sinner. She lives in Mountain View, Arkansas with her husband and son. When not writing, Emily loves spending time with her family and reading. She’s a fan of many types of books. You can find Emily at via Author Emily R. Zajac or you may email her at She always enjoys hearing for her readers. 

We’re so excited to release the cover for the upcoming release from Elisabeth Grace, COLLATERAL DAMAGE. It releases February 19th – and you do not want to miss meeting Calder!

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Hollywood It Girl, Francesca Leon, has just landed the biggest role of her career…one that could clinch an Oscar nomination and open doors. If she’s going to move her career to the next level and work with top directors, she has to nail this part — and keep her sexy, but unreliable leading man from screwing everything up.

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Bad boy Calder Fox is the son of Hollywood royalty and fresh out of rehab after his best friend’s death sent him on a downward spiral of drugs and alcohol. While his fans still love him and the paparazzi stalk him, he’s never taken life, or anything about his career, seriously. He may be charming and drop-dead gorgeous, but if he doesn’t stay sober, he could ruin Frankie’s future and expose her long-hidden family secret to the voracious media.

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Things heat up during filming and have the potential to become hotter, deeper, and much more real. But can Frankie trust Calder with her secret? Or is he doomed to sabotage his own happiness yet again?

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Excerpt from Collateral Damage

Unbelievable. I stared at the screen in front of me displaying the taping going on at The Diane Gayle Show as Calder Fox sauntered onto the set. He was as attractive as ever—of course. He seemed to have lost some of his usual arrogance, but my guess was it was just a PR ploy. God, I couldn’t believe I’d ever fawned over that guy when we’d worked together as teens.

I turned to my manager, Brock. “Did we ever find out how Calder got top billing on this instead of me?”

“He offered an exclusive to Diane—won’t be taking any more interview requests after his appearance here.”

I leaned back against the green room couch and crossed my arms like a petulant child. “Figures. What Calder wants, Calder gets. It doesn’t hurt that he’s the son of Hollywood royalty.”

Brock shrugged. “Frankie, you know as well as I do that no one will turn down an exclusive, especially with someone like Calder Fox. Besides, if he doesn’t get his shit together, it’s not going to matter who his parents are—no one will work with him.”

I didn’t respond. I’d been taught by my mom and my PR camp that if I didn’t have anything nice to say, to say nothing at all. Calder and I had only worked together once before—both having bit parts in a TV sitcom where we played brother and sister. We’d only been seventeen at the time, but he’d consistently shown up late to the set and always hungover—hell, he had probably still been drunk most of that time. He’d acted like the pompous ass that he was, ordering people around and treating them like shit, like he was better than everyone there because his daddy happened to be a big-time director and his mother, a famous actress. I’d been like most of the other idiot girls in this town at the time, thinking his attitude was cool and wishing he’d pay attention to me. Now I was able to see him for what he really was—extremely entitled.

Today I was appearing on The Diane Gayle Show at the tail end of a press junket for my latest indie film. I supposed that wasn’t as interesting as confessions of the rich and famous. Poor little Calder had issues. Boo-freaking-hoo…what else was new?

I let out a huff as I settled back in my seat to watch his interview until I had to head to the set.

Diane had on her sympathetic face—she must be getting ready to try and pull some heartstrings. “So Calder, you recently left rehab for substance and alcohol abuse. What was your experience there like?”

“It was eye opening, that’s for sure,” he responded with a nervous laugh. Diane gave him an encouraging nod and he continued. “I needed to be there. My life had spun out of control. It was difficult, but…it was healing at the same time.”

I rolled my eyes as I watched Diane take his hand, fully buying into his apologetic act.

“I know this is difficult to talk about, Calder, but I have to ask…the public will want to know. What specifically were you addicted to?”

Calder ran his free hand through his shoulder-length, sun-bleached locks. I ignored the way the dark roots peeked out here and there and just how hot it made him look. Hot guys in Hollywood were usually douchebags and Calder was no exception.

He sucked in a big breath before answering. “I’ve been drinking since I was about thirteen years old. When you grow up in show biz, there isn’t much that isn’t available to you. Looking back now, I can see that I’d been an alcoholic since the time I was sixteen or seventeen. Back in the day, I used to just drink when I was chillin’ with my friends, but it developed into an everyday thing I needed to feel normal.” Calder used air quotes around the word normal, while Diane nodded her head like she knew exactly what he was going through. “At some point in my early twenties, the booze wasn’t enough and I started dabbling in cocaine and other recreational drugs. I’ve probably tried everything under the sun, but coke was my drug of choice.”

Calder’s neck flushed a bit and he played with the collar of his shirt, seemingly embarrassed by his confession. I hated to admit it, but I understood. The limelight was not an easy place to be, even when you were an up-and-coming media darling like myself. I couldn’t imagine what it would feel like to have all your darkest secrets laid bare in front of the world, up for discussion and dissection for anyone with a Wi-Fi connection. I shivered, my hair standing on end as I considered for a moment what the press would say if they ever got hold of my secret.

“You cold? I can ask if there’s a blanket or something you can use.” Brock’s voice brought me back from my reverie.

“No, I’m fine. Thanks.” I gave him a weak smile and focused my attention back on the monitor.

“What’s been the most difficult part about all of this for you?” Diane asked Calder.

He answered without hesitation. “Losing my friend in the accident. Being sober allowed me to see all the mistakes I’d made over the past several years with complete clarity…to recognize all the people I’ve hurt along the way.” He swiped at the tears building in his eyes. “That’s hard for me to accept and work through.” Calder looked up to the ceiling and blinked back tears, blowing air from his mouth in a rough exhale.

He seemed sincere, I’d give him that. But with actors, you never really knew what was genuine and what was not. Diane gave his hand a squeeze and turned her attention to the camera. “We’re going to take a break. We’ll be back in a minute to talk some more to Calder Fox and find out where it all went wrong.”

Calder immediately sprang up from his seat and shoved a hand through his long hair, then paced around the set taking deep breaths with his hands on his hips. It genuinely appeared as if his conversation with Diane was affecting him. Could I have been wrong about him? Maybe he had grown up since the last time we worked together. It had been years, after all.

Brock rose from the couch and turned to face me. “I’ll be right back. I’m gonna see when you’re up.”

I nodded absentmindedly, watching as everyone on set scattered to get out of the camera shot except for Diane and Calder, who had now taken his seat again.

Diane flashed her veneers at the camera and began. “We’re back and still talking with Calder Fox, the reigning prince in Hollywood’s royal family and everyone’s favorite bad boy.” She turned to face Calder once again. “Before the break, we were discussing what it was like for you in rehab. What are your plans moving forward now?”

He drew in a breath. “Well, I plan to make amends with all the people I’ve wronged in the past and I’m going to continue living the healthy lifestyle I am now. More than anything though, I want to get back to work.” I’ll bet he did. “I know I’ve burned a lot of bridges with my on-set behavior in the past, but I’m determined to show that I can act like the professional I am and get the job done.”

“Anything in the works right now?” Diane looked like a pit bull, salivating to get the inside scoop and dig her teeth into him.

“Nothing I can talk about at this point.” He flashed her a panty-melting smile that lit up his blue eyes and caused a shiver of need to run through me. I refused to even examine what the hell that was about. Sure, it was no mystery why A-list celebrities dropped their drawers for the ‘Hollywood Fox’, but it pissed me off to know I could be affected by his charm. I didn’t like the guy. Not even a little.

He’d basically been blacklisted for the past year so whichever director and studio took him on next deserved whatever they got.

“You’re up in six, Frankie.” Brock strolled back into the room with a sheet of paper in his hand. “I’ve cleared the list of questions they’re going to ask you. Take a look for yourself though.”

I leaned forward and reached for the paper, giving it a quick once-over. Same shit, different day. That was the thing about doing a press junket. You were asked the same questions a hundred different times but only in ten different ways. By now I’d perfected all of my answers and could do these interviews as drunk and high as Calder on a Saturday night.

I mentally scolded myself…that was mean. I didn’t know what it was, but something about Calder brought out my bitchy side.

Handing the paper back to Brock, I said, “Got it,” and rose from the couch, smoothing my skirt over my thighs when I was upright.

He led me down the hallway until we stood at the side of the stage to wait for my turn. We didn’t have long to wait. Calder came sauntering off stage, appearing completely relaxed and not at all like he’d just been forced to discuss what was supposedly one of the hardest times of his life.

His gaze inched slowly up the length of my body before he met my gaze, a small smirk forming on his lips. My traitorous nipples pebbled underneath my silk shirt, and I was sure he could tell given the fact that I wasn’t wearing a bra. Note to self—avoid backless shirts around attractive men. I pressed my teeth together, more irritated than ever that I found him so physically appealing.

“Have we met?” Calder asked me with that stupid grin still on his face.

I’m sure I looked like I was trying to catch flies with my mouth. Was he shitting me? I schooled my reaction as best I could and responded through clenched teeth. “Francesca Leon.”

“Oh, right. You’re that chick that does all the indie films.”

Seriously? He was going to act like we’d never met before—like we’d never worked together? Why did that grate on me so much? It’s not like I should care one way or the other what he thought. I gave him a quick nod, not saying anything.

He put his hands in his pockets and rocked back on his heels. “Well, good luck out there,” he said before walking past me. His cologne wafted by as he passed, a mix of the outdoors and the ocean. I resisted the urge to close my eyes and breathe in deeply. I would not let that idiot’s charm affect me like it did so many other women. I was smarter than that.

A production assistant walked up, a frantic expression on his face. “You’re due on set.”

“Coming,” I said. I swept all thoughts of Calder from my mind, remembering why I was here. This was the final push for my film that would be releasing next week, after which I’d be starting production on my first mainstream, big-budget studio film. This was is it…the one I was determined would launch my career and make Francesca Leon a household name.


The Sweet Temptation of Whiskey


Stone Black is a successful businessman who has demons in his
closet. He is broken- maybe even beyond repair. He has never been in a
successful relationship, because he doesn’t let anyone get close enough.
Anaya Cole has recently come into money and she is looking to
invest. Mr. Black offers to help Anaya invest her inheritance So that she can
open her abuse center.
Their attraction is overwhelming, but Anaya doesn’t
want to want him. After all he’s a man-whore.
Ms. Cole has penetrated my mind and I
just can’t seem to get her out of it. I have to have her, so have her I will.
If it’s the last goddamn thing I ever do. I will screw her until she can’t walk
and I will move on with my life just like I have always done.
Once Anaya tastes the whiskey on his breath, she can’t
stop. She craves more, and when her head and her heart collide, she is left
with an important decision – walk away or risk being burned?
After all,
Whiskey never felt so good.
Stone Black
       A loud Whack erupts as the leather slaps her
thighs. Shudders rip through me as he screams, “You dirty fucking whore!” and
he brings the belt across her ass, her strangled cries pierce my soul.
Through her tears she begs, “Stop!
Please! You’re hurting me.” 
He ignores her requests and hits her
again, smack right across her tear
streaked face with his open fist. Her body quivers, as he yells once again,
“Shut the fuck up!” I anxiously stare as he unzips his fly. Wraps his hands
around his dick and shoves it in her face. “Suck my dick you filthy bitch!” She
turns her head in disgust intentionally disobeying his request, but he
forcefully grips her chin turning her head toward him and shoves his male
appendage in her face.
paralyzed with fear, my heart is ponding rapidly against my chest. My hands are
uncontrollably shaking and I feel the bile rising in my throat. I have the urge
to save my mom, but I can’t will myself to move. I take a chance glancing over
at her and she is seated in one of our kitchen chairs with her hands tied
behind her back. Her legs are spread wide as he stands between them forcing her
to suck his dick. They are unaware of my presence as I cower in the corner of
the room. My hands cover my eyes as my body trembles. With each loud noise I
peek through my fingers to observe what’s going on.  He grunts loudly as he grabs a fist full of
her hair and yanks. She screams causing my to body jump, I want so bad to cry,
but I fear they will overhear me. 
instructs her to stand up, turn around and kneel on the chair. Her right leg is
on the floor steadying her and her left foot is propped up in the chair. She
leans over the chair spreading her legs wide open. I witness his hand come up
then whip forward to slap her ass. She yelps from the sting and he quickly
shoves his dick inside of her. She screams from his forcefulness and I watch
the tears stream down her faces as she bawls her eyes out.
pumps into her, smacking her ass sporadically, she yelps when contact is made.
I try so hard to ignore it all, to turn away, but for some reason I can’t take
my eyes off of them. I listen as her tears are cut off by cries of pleasure,
her whimpers turn into moans, and she becomes breathless.
eyes flash open and I sit strait up in bed. My heart feels like it’s going to
beat out of my chest, and I’m covered in sweat. I look around and realize that
it’s okay I’m in my apartment. That I was just having another one of my night
terror about my childhood. Which consisted of my drunken mother bringing home
her abusive johns and low life boyfriends. They would beat the shit out of her,
and then fuck her senseless. By the time I turned fifteen, I had witnessed
enough sex to fuck like a porn star. The problem being that I started to get
off on observing these various men bang my mother. I know it’s disturbing, but
I couldn’t control it. Her erotic cries would turn me on and I’d have to
service myself to ease the pressure. After a while, that wasn’t enough. I
needed something more and I have been chasing after it ever since.
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Editorial Review: “The Sweet Temptation of Whiskey leaves you with a slow burn of need
and desire you can’t deny.” ~
Tammie Harms
               Editorial Review: “Whiskey will leave you frisky.”
                    ~ Kim Shaw


               Editorial Review: “The Sweet Temptation of Whiskey will leave you breathless for more.”
~ Karina Sanchez


Hi everyone I just want to take a moment to introduce myself. My name is Charlene M. Martin and I am the author of Unexpected series. Unexpected Love was released May 2013 and Unexpected Destiny (book 2) was released Jan. 1, 2014. I am not sure of a release date for the third and final book, but I will let you all know when I get close. Feel free to contact me at my links below as I look forward to spending more time with you all. I hope you enjoy what I have to offer. Thanks for your support.








I am a small town girl, I
currently reside in the same city that I was born and raised in. I love
watching teen drama shows, reading, writing, and listening to music.
I have a loving family my
mother who has taught me about love and lasting relationships. A father who
pushes me to excel and succeed at anything I desire.  My younger sister and I have become very
close over the years and she is very supportive of everything I do.
I have been married for
nine years to my best friend. I love my husband more than anything. He is so
kind, loving and supportive. He likes to joke with his friends that, “My wife
writes porn.”
We have an
eleven-year-old daughter who is so smart and talented. I can’t believe how fast
they grow up.  She is turning into quite
the young lady.  She aspires to be so
many things and I encourage them all. She loves to write songs and has even
tried her hand at writing a book. Maybe one day she will follow my example.
Being that I am from a
small town, I have made some long lasting relationships. I have two best
friends that I have known for most of my life. We have continued to stick
together over the years and we are always there for one another. I couldn’t
imagine my life without them.
Animal lover I am not,
but I have a headstrong dog that is the absolute best-behaved dog I have ever
seen and a cat that drive me insane, but I love her nonetheless.
I have always aspired to
be a neonatal nurse and I continue to work towards that goal. Maybe one day it
will come true. However, writing has become my new favorite love.
I never would have
dreamed that I would become a writer, but some really great people convinced me
otherwise.  Eventually I decided to give
it a try and what do you know? I just finished writing my second book and I
couldn’t be happier. I will continue to write in my spare time with hopes of it
becoming a full time career at some point in my life.
So take note, I am just a
small town girl trying to bring light to your darkness, anything is possible if
you work hard at it. So hold your head high, get out there, and do what you




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