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Torch

DevilSoulsMC is on sale for the first time ever!  #RomanticSuspense

One moment, one ordinary day changed my life. Three guys tried to kidnap me. One man saved me.

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On Sale Through July 31st ~ Daughters of Arianne ~Joey W Hill

When a wounded angel falls out of the skies, a mermaid risks her life to save him…

A seawitch who hates the whole world is championed by the one angel who refuses to let her drive him away…

A merangel is trapped in a dark world with a vampire half-breed who doesn’t know the difference between good and evil; only between what he wants and what he can have…

The Daughters of Arianne trilogy: Paranormal romances that straddle the line between sensual and erotic, and explore the dark side of the Little Mermaid fairy tale. Now, these books are being re-released at self-published prices and, even better, they’re on sale during the pre-order period! Through July 31, get all three full-length novels for $8.97 on Amazon, Kobo or iBooks.

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From the author: When I wrote these books, I expected them to be romances with lovely mermaids, really hot angels, and awesome good-versus-evil climactic battles. All that worked out just fine (wink), but the stories also became an emotional exploration into how we deal with love and loss, regrets, and how we try to live every moment of our life with a deep understanding of how precious it can be, no matter what challenges we face. I hope you give them a try!

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Release Blitz ~ Billionaire Unveiled by J.S. Scott

What happens when a man you’ve always hated
turns out to be the one who saves you, risking his own life to rescue
you from certain death?

Lines are blurred.

Everything you’ve always thought was true isn’t quite so clear anymore.

Dani

I’ve
always hated Marcus Colter. I have since high school. We antagonize
each other every time we meet, and I thought our dislike was mutual,
until he ends up saving my life on a suicide mission to rescue me from
my captors, men who would have killed me if not for Marcus. Everything
that happens after that successful, crazy, and dangerous mission
confuses me.

Turns out, not only is Marcus incredibly brave,
but he also has a gruff kindness that I never knew existed. His quiet
strength sees me through my pain and fear after he pulls me out of the
danger zone.

I’m not sure what to think of Marcus Colter anymore.

He’s
still the bossy alpha male who drives me crazy, but I eventually
discover that there’s so much more to Marcus than what’s on the surface.

Apparently, I’ve never known the real Marcus Colter.

Maybe nobody does…

Please
Note: Billionaire Unveiled is a full-length novel of approximately 65k
words. Bonus material is included at the end Billionaire Unveiled, so if
you liked this novel you can also enjoy Come Away With Me by Ruth
Cardello, and a sneak peek of The Billionaire’s Secret by J.S. Scott.

The Billionaire’s Obsession Series:

The Billionaire’s Obsession – (The Complete Collection) – Simon
Heart Of The Billionaire – Sam
The Billionaire’s Salvation – Max
The Billionaire’s Game – Kade
Billionaire Undone – Travis
Billionaire Unmasked – Jason
Billionaire Untamed – Tate
Billionaire Unbound – Chloe
Billionaire Undaunted – Zane
Billionaire Unknown – Blake
Billionaire Unveiled – Marcus

 

 

Coming Soon
Billionaire Unloved

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Scott is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of steamy
romance. She’s an avid reader of all types of books and literature.
Writing what she loves to read, J.S. Scott writes both contemporary
steamy romance stories and paranormal romance erotics. They almost
always feature an Alpha Male and have a happily ever after because she
just can’t seem to write them any other way! 
 

Release Blitz ~ Doctor FEELGOOD by Weston Parker

✰✰✰Doctor FEELGOOD✰✰✰

By Weston Parker

Release Day: July 25th

 

I am Doctor Feelgood… Tell me what ails you, baby. I’ll make you feel real good.

 

I didn’t join the medical field because of the women, but it sure as f*ck has become a perk of the job.

 

Now, a new forbidden lust has sparked my interest, but the odds are stacked against me.

 

She’s forbidden. Taboo. Unreachable.

 

My mentor’s sister is older than me and commands respect when she walks in the room. Nothing like the twenty-year old floozy’s that spread their legs at nothing more than a look.

Ansley is divorced and dominant.  Word on the street is that she left the old guy she was hitched to because she wanted kids.

 

He didn’t.

 

Wonder if she is looking for a baby daddy?

 

I have all the right instruments for that sh*t and I’m more than willing to let her borrow them for a night – or two…

 

They say an apple a day keeps the doctor away. F*ck that. I’ll eat that apple first, and then you’re next.

 

Now, how do you like them apples?

 

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Chapter 1

Parks

“This is gonna be wicked.” I smiled and glanced over at my closest friend, Jackson. “You sure you’re up for this shit tonight?”

He snorted and reached up to brush his hand by his nose. The cockiness in his eyes was almost too much, but it mirrored mine – no doubt.

“I just hope these other guys you’re bringing from the hospital don’t mess up the flow.” He glanced my way and smirked. “You do remember how to do this, right?”

“Pick up a woman?” I chuckled and nodded at the bouncer at the front of the strip club. “It’s what I do when I’m not saving lives. It’s you who might need dusting off.”

“Not a chance, asshole.” He popped me in the chest with the back of his hand and made a beeline for the bar.

I stopped and glanced around the darkened room, the lights perfect for the clientele littered all over the club. Sexy jazz music pumped from the speakers above, and the fog machine was in full effect.

“Over here, man.” Freddy, one of my favorite residents from St. Marks waved me over. “We saved you a seat and got you a present.”

I rolled my eyes as he extended his hand, his thick finger wrapped around a bundle of one dollar bills. “You think the type of woman I plan on fucking in the bathroom tonight is going to be impressed with such small bills?”

“Oh Gawd.” Darek, one of the surgeons I worked with gave me a look. “Please tell me you’re kidding. Do you know how many germs there are in a bathroom?”

I snatched up the bills and grabbed a beer from the bucket of them in the center of the table. “I’ll make sure to sanitize my cock before and after. Sound good?”

The table erupted in laughter, and the tension in my chest released. I was with friends for the night, and I was, without a doubt, getting laid by a woman who knew her way around a man.

“Where’s Aiden?” I glanced back toward the bar to see Jackson flirting with the bartender. He always had to go after the most challenging lay in the room. It was almost a game to him.

“You know Elizabeth isn’t going to let him come to a titty bar.” Freddy reached over and gripped the back of my shoulder, squeezing tightly as he leaned closer and whispered. “He’ll stop by on his way home. Just don’t tell on him.”

I shook my head. “I don’t know why he settled down.”

“Have you seen Elizabeth?”

“Yeah, she’s beautiful, but still.” I took a long drink of my beer. “Complete ball and chain. Not worth the effort.”

“You don’t think anyone is worth the effort.” Darek glanced over his shoulder and smiled. “Now, get up front. We all made a pact on who you would pick tonight.”

“You’ve already seen the girls?” I turned back to my friends and smiled.

“Nope, but you’ve got a type.” Freddy moved around me to extend his hand to Jackson. My best friend was the only one of my friends not in the medical field. “Hey, Jackson. What you know, man?”

“I don’t have a type.” I took another sip of my beer and turned to see my mentor, Aiden Crawford walk through the door of the club.

“Sure you do.” Darek smiled. “She’s gotta be alive and has more plastic than a bottling company.”

“Fuck you too.” I flipped him off and walked toward Aiden.

He nodded toward my lifted hand. “That for me?”

I smiled. “You’re not that lucky.” I extended my hand toward him. “You bring Lizzy with you?”

He chuckled. “No, and I’m not staying. I just wanted to stop by and tell you that I’m here if you need me.”

“Here? Like at the titty bar? It doesn’t really fit your style, old man.”

He gripped my hand tightly as a smirk played at the corner of his mouth. “Make me proud at Boston Gen, okay? Do what you need to do and come back home.”

I shook his hand and nodded. “I feel like I’m about blast the fuck off into space. Do I need to give a short speech or anything?”

“No, you cocky bastard.” He released my hand and patted my chest as his eyes darkened a little. There was no one I respected more than Aiden. He was a god in the operating room and was brilliant with technique and precise with his skill. Everyone at St. Mark’s wanted to be Aiden Crawford – even me.

And I would. One day.

“Anything else?” I gripped his forearm as he wrapped his fingers around the side of my neck as he had a hundred times. The man was like an older brother to me. I wanted his approval, and I had it.

“Yes. Don’t fuck with my sister. She’s been through a lot, and she’s just the kind of woman that would excite a sick fuck like you.” He squeezed the side of my neck, leaving me a little uncomfortable. “Support her. Teach and train her staff, but don’t you dare touch her.”

“Dude. Your sister is old like you, right? I’m into younger women. They’re pliable. You guys are stuck in your ways, and if we’re being honest,” I leaned closer and smiled like a tomcat. “Boooooring.”

He smiled and released me, patting me on the chest again. “I’m serious. She and Gwen are all I have left in the world for family. Don’t do something you’ll regret.”

I held up a boy scout sign, hoping I was getting the damn thing right. “On scout’s honor.”

“That doesn’t work unless you were a scout, idiot.” He moved to the side a little and waved at the guys at the table before turning back to me. “Be on time. Be precise. Show them what we’ve trained you to be at St. Marks. No fucking around with the nurses like you do here.”

“Alright, Dad. I think I got it.” I winked and crossed my arms over my chest. “Tell Lizzy I said hey.”

“Not a chance.” He gave me one more stern look and turned to walk out, calling over his shoulder, “I’m here if you need anything. Just a call away.”

I stood there for a minute, taking in his advice, his warning, and his offer. I wouldn’t mess with his sisters, either one of them. He meant too much to me, and I’d been honest about not liking older women. They were too fucking bossy or insanely confident. I wasn’t interested in either.

Sluts were the name of the game. Easy in and out. No commitment and no chance of getting my balls, my wallet and my heart pulled through a ringer.

“That go well?” Jackson moved up beside me, his eyes locked on the door where Aiden had left moments before.

“Yep. He said to stay away from his sister.” I smiled over at him. “Some part of me wants her even more now.”

He laughed and wrapped his arm around my shoulders, turning us and walked us back toward the guys as the first girl made her way out on stage. “Have you seen this broad?”

“Nope.” I pulled away from him and moved up to the stage, smiling up at the platinum blond as I pulled out a one dollar bill and waved it in the air. “And I don’t need to see her. I’m going for the young, dumb, insecure ones.”

“Cause they make you feel better about yourself?” He lifted his hand with a hundred dollar bill clasped between his fingers.

Asshole. Always trying to show someone up.

The girl snatched my bill and moved over to him and tugged his from his fingers slowly, seductively. She knelt down in front of Jackson and smiled, her tits spilling out of the tiny blue bikini-like top she had on. “Want a lap dance, baby?”

I snorted. “You just gotta be first, don’t you?”

He glanced at me and winked. “You gotta up the ante sometimes, Parks. Shit or get off the pot, right? You’re not going to land this older woman with little boy tricks.”

“I don’t wanna land her. I want a slut, like this girl.” I nodded toward the girl as my mood darkened. Jackson had no room to talk about growing up. He was a playboy billionaire that still fucked a different girl each night, and most of them in his high dollar office with the world watching from the windows.

He turned back to the girl and pulled out another hundred. “Two hundred for a quick fuck for my friend here?”

“Absolutely.” She snatched the money and jumped off the stage, grabbing my hand and tugging me back toward the darkest part of the club.

I gripped her hand tightly and jerked, pulling her back and wrapping an arm around her to steady her. “I don’t need you taking the lead, princess.”

“Then you take it,” she whispered and ran her hand down my chest to cup my dick. Her dark red fingernails matched her lipstick and should have been a turn on, but it wasn’t.

“I just did.” I leaned down and pressed my lips to hers, dominating the kiss as she melted against me. My eyes fluttered closed, and I imagined her to be someone worthy of my time and attention, the kind of woman I would give up my wanton bullshit for. I had no doubt that girl existed somewhere, but I was unwilling to go in search of her. She’d have to exist somewhere in the recess of my mind.

“Let’s go to the back.” She nipped at my lips, her blue eyes filled with lust.

“No. Let’s fuck here.” I dropped down in a chair close to the edge of the stage and reached for my zipper. “Make it look like a lap dance, and I’ll throw in an extra hundred. Make me come before you do, and I’ll throw in five hundred.”

She laughed and looked around as if I were kidding. “Really? Right here?”

“You’re a slut. You’re used to a crowd watching you get off.” I pulled a condom from my pocket and bit the edge of the packaging. “It’s a big dick though. You’re going to have to work hard to hide it firstly, and not soak it too quickly. You down?”

I pulled the rubber out and slipped my hand into my slacks to grab my cock. My erection had nothing to do with her, and everything to do with the thrill of an exhibition. My job was the only thing that left my blood really pumping as of late, so fucking in public seemed rather appetizing.

“Fine. You’re on.” She turned and rolled her hips, moving to stand in front of me as I pulled my dick out and slid the rubber down it. It was just dark enough, and there was far too much going on up on the stage for anyone to pay us much attention at all.

“You’re going down, baby.” I reached up and gripped her hips as she leaned forward and dug her fake nails into my thighs. She wrapped her hand around my cock and tugged her panties to the side with her free hand.

I leaned back and held on tightly as she let out a long yelp as she slid down my thick shaft. “You’re so big. I’m not sure I can-“

“Hush. Save your breath for pants and moans.” I lifted my hips and filled her loose slit with the rest of my cock before patting the side of her ass once I hit home. “Get busy. You know the rules.”

She lifted up and slammed back down, dancing and rolling her hips as she fucked herself good. I reached up and cupped my hands behind my head, watching her until I grew bored. I glanced over at the table to find my friends watching me with confused looks.

Freddy tilted his head to the side and gave me a look. He mouthed, ‘Is she fucking you?’

I smiled and shrugged. I wasn’t the kiss and tell type.

“Don’t stop.” I gripped a cheek of her thick ass and lifted my hips as she hovered above me, shaking a little and panting loudly.

“Just a minute. I’m so close. I don’t want to lose.”

“Sorry, but I have people waiting on me.” I pulled her back down and rolled my hips as she exploded, convulsing and jerking above me.

I reached around to grab one of her tits and pumped my hips a few times, forcing myself to release just to take the edge off a little.

Life was about to change drastically, and even if I played it off well in front of everyone else, I was fucked up on the inside.

I’d been in New York my whole goddamn life. What in the world did Boston have to offer?

 

About Author:

 

I’m a former firefighter/EMS guy who’s picked up the proverbial pen and started writing bad boy romance stories. I co-write with my sister, Ali Parker, as we travel the United States for the next two years.

 

You’re going to find Billionaires, Bad Boys, Mafia and loads of sexiness. Something for everyone, hopefully. I’d love to connect with you. Check out the links below and come find me.

 

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Blog Tour ~ CASUAL AFFAIR ~ by Melanie Munton

Meet the Author:

Melanie grew up in a small town in rural Missouri. After marrying her husband, she
decided she wanted to try coastal life. A few months later, they moved to North
Carolina where she discovered her passion for writing, and they never looked back.Melanie’s other passion is traveling and seeing the world. With anthropology degrees
under their belts, she and her husband have made it their goal in life to see as many
archaeological sites around the world as possible.

She has a horrible food addiction to pasta and candy (not together…ew). And she
gets sad when her wine rack is empty.

At the end of the day, she is a true romantic at heart. She loves writing the cheesy and
corny of romantic comedies, and the sassy and sexy of suspense. She aims to make her
readers swoon, laugh out loud, maybe sweat a little, and above all, fall in love.

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Bea Paxton is a free spirit. She loves her fledgling interior
design business, having fun, and she loves men. But only temporarily. Rule #1 is no
relationships, no love, no commitment. She likes being in charge. It’s the only way to
protect herself from getting hurt again.
Zane Price is the perfect candidate for a steamy time—beautiful, built, and British. Plus,
he’ll soon be moving back to England. Really perfect.
Well…except for the fact that he’s her biggest client. And he doesn’t play by her rules.
Hell, no. He wants more. Much more. Which is definitely not on the agenda.
Unfortunately, his kisses are nothing short of toe-curlingly awesome. And he is distracting
her—a lot—from doing her job.
She needs to stay away from him. Her livelihood depends on it.
But Zane always gets what he wants. And he wants Bea. But for right now? Or
forever…?

 

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Now Live ~ Rescuing Miami by Elle Boon

Rescuing Miami

by Elle Boon

ALL HOPE IS GONE…Ando thought his life was over when his fiancée dies before they had ever had a chance to live the life they planned. After the devastation of her loss, he swears he will never risk his heart again.
HIS SAVING GRACE…Years later he finds a woman who makes him believe that life might be worth living again. In turn, Jules finds the one man who makes her feel things she never felt before.
CAN LOVE SURVIVE…When a cult targets Jules, will Ando finally realize that love is the most important thing in the world before it is too late?

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Excerpt

“You’re awfully quiet. Are you sure you’re okay?” Jules asked as the sign for the hospital came into view.
He nodded, taking a deep breath. “I’m fine, just thinking.” Turning to see how she was reacting to the situation, Ando decided to be honest with her, or at least marginally. “I lost my fiancée in a boating accident. She fell overboard, hitting her head. I held her while she…anyway, I don’t think this little scratch is going to do me in.” He touched the bandage, his fingers came away with a red stain.
“I’m so sorry. I can’t imagine losing someone you love like that.” She pressed trembling lips together.
Ando saw her eyes glitter with tears. Holy shit, this woman who didn’t know him or anything about his past was ready to cry for his loss. Without thinking he put his hand on her thigh. “It was a long time ago.” No longer did his heart squeeze at the words. No longer did he want to go back to the past and shake Melanie, demanding answers. No, only a sense of grief for the loss of life, hers and the child even though it wasn’t his, hit him.
Jules swallowed audibly. “I’m still sorry. Losing a loved one, no matter how long ago, hurts.”
He wondered who she’d lost and if it was a lover. His thoughts were cut off as she pulled into the ER entrance. “I can drop you at the doors and park, or park and we can go in together?” she asked.
Realizing his hand was still on her thigh, he pulled back. “Park and we’ll walk in together. I’m not an invalid even though I seem to be bleeding like a stuck pig.”
She laughed, easing the tension. “You really are, aren’t you?”
They found a spot in the front as another vehicle pulled out. “Eureka,” Jules said while they waited for the SUV to move. “This must be our lucky night.” She then looked at his bloody bandage, then grimaced. “Or not,” she corrected.
“Come on, woman, let’s get me stitched up so I don’t need to get a transfusion,” he joked, or at least hoped he wouldn’t need one. Hell, he honestly had no clue if he’d lost enough blood to need one.
“Nah, you won’t need one of those. It only seems like you’ve lost a shitton of the stuff.” She reached for the door handle. “You ready?”
“You bet. Let’s get this over with. I might need to hold your hand when they stitch me up.” He grinned.
Hopping down she met him in the front of the pickup, engaging the alarm with a press of the keyfob. “I highly doubt that, but I’ll stick by your side just in case you pass out.”
Ando couldn’t believe how easy it was to talk and joke with Jules, a woman he’d just met. Although it could be the knock to his head. However, he doubted that had anything to do with it.
The emergency room was bustling with activity. Jules seemed to know several of the workers and was immediately recognized. If they’d been in Miami, he’d have been whisked back to a private area in minutes. Now, he sat in a chair filling out paperwork while the woman who’d brought him in chatted with a man who looked old enough to be her damn uncle, or dad, and Ando didn’t like it one damn bit.
He finished the last of the paperwork, then got up to turn it into the nurse at the front. She glanced up, smiled then he was taken back to a small room marked triage made up of glass enclosures. Jules was still locked in a conversation with the older man and another had joined them. So much for her sticking next to him.
“Your blood pressure is a little high,” the nurse said making notes.
Taking a deep breath, he looked away from Jules and the spectacle she was making. He smiled at the middle-aged nurse wearing the red scrubs, thinking it was a truly poor choice in color choice. “Sorry, try it again. I was a bit nervous.” He steadied his breathing and thought of nothing in particular.
“Much better.” She made the correction, then led him into another room down the hall after getting all his vitals. “Alright, the ER Doc will be with you shortly. I’d offer you something to drink, but just in case you need surgery, which I don’t think you will, we can’t just yet.” She winked. “Now, if you need anything just press this here button. My name is Louise.” The woman left as quickly as she ushered him in.
He looked at the bed and the lone chair in the small cubicle they called a room, then decided the bed looked like the best option since he’d have to sit there when the doctor came in anyway. Pulling his cellphone out of his pocket, he decided to text his sister a pic of himself with the wound. If nothing else, she’d get a kick out of his predicament.
Gia’s immediate response brought a smile to his lips. Only a sister would tell her brother it was an improvement to his regular ugly mug, followed by a ‘how you doin’ meme.
He let her know he was fine, and would update on the number of stiches afterwards. Of course, she wants all the details, which he’d gloss over as best he could when he got home.
The sound of the curtain being pulled open had him looking up from his phone to find Jules there.
“Hey there,” Jules said.
****
Jules tried to paste on a happy appearance, but being waylaid by one of the officers who’d worked the night she’d saved Marietta brought her mood south. To top it off, she then had to deal with Sean, a guy she’d dated off and on, more off than on asking her about Ando and her. Jeez, couldn’t a girl catch a break from all the drama?
“Hey,” Ando said.
If artic glare could describe the way his dark eyes stared at her, then that was what he gave her.
“Sorry I left you earlier. That was one of the cops who was on duty on a case I was involved in. He was giving me an update on it.” She shut her mouth when he narrowed his eyes.
“I thought you were an EMT?”
In for a penny and all that she thought. “I am, but sometimes life brings you into situations out of your control. I was walking along the beach one night and stumbled upon a scene straight out of a nightmare. Suffice it to say, I inadvertently saved a young woman’s life.”
When Ando opened his mouth to ask more questions she was sure, the curtain was pulled back, saving her from having to answer and relive the horrifying night again.
“Good evening, Mr. Delgado. What do we have here?”
Jules stood to the side while a man in scrubs came in, his name tag said his name was Dr. Torres.
“Evening, Dr. Torres. I fell off the end of the boat dock and hit my head.” Ando indicated his head.
Dr. Torres went through some routine questions and tests, then pulled the bandage away. “Looks like someone cleaned you up pretty good,” he stated.
“Jules here is an EMT with Dallas Fire and Rescue.” Ando’s gaze landed on her.
If she didn’t know better she’d swear he sounded proud of her. “I cleaned it out and made sure there wasn’t any foreign bodies in the wound, then got him here as quickly as safety allowed.”
“You did a good job. Head wounds tend to bleed like a sieve. Let’s get you stitched up and out of here quickly, son.”
She met Ando’s eyes as Dr. Torres and the nurse set up the instruments needed. “You doing okay?”
Ando nodded. “Yeah, I can handle it. You gonna hold my hand?”
Her breath stalled in her throat. “Sure.” The word came out breathlessly.
“Alright, Suzy is going to clean it up a bit more just to make sure it’s one hundred percent clean. Not that I don’t trust your abilities, young lady, but we don’t want to have anything foreign inside there when we seal him up. I’d say you’ll have about five stitches.” Dr. Torres took off his gloves and made some notes while the nurse named Suzy came forward.
“This is definitely going to hurt a little.” Her dark brown hair was pulled back in a low ponytail, true regret rang through in her tone.
Ando held his hand out toward Jules. Without hesitation she took it, entwining their fingers. “I’ll hold still, just work quickly.”

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Elle Boon lives in Middle-Merica as she likes to say…with her husband, two kids, and a black lab who is more like a small pony. She’d never planned to be a writer, but when life threw her a curve, she swerved with it, since she’s athletically challenged. She’s known for saying “Bless Your Heart” and dropping lots of F-bombs, but she loves where this new journey has taken her.
She writes what she loves to read, and that is romance, whether it’s erotic, Navy SEALs, or paranormal, as long as there is a happily ever after. Her biggest hope is that after readers have read one of her stories, they fall in love with her characters as much as she did. She loves creating new worlds, and has more stories just waiting to be written. Elle believes in happily ever afters, and can guarantee you will always get one with her stories.
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One White Lie

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You and Me Make Three

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Fierce Love – Sweet

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Author Jeannette Winters

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Jeannette Winters is a romance author mixing heart, intrigue, and the steamy pleasure of a Billionaire romance.

Jeannette grew up in a large family, number ten out of eleven children, eight of them being older brothers. She quickly developed a great sense of humor, mostly from necessity. One of her greatest joys is sitting on the porch where they were all raised and hearing the stories from years gone by. Quietly laughing to herself, she notices how they embellish the stories more and more each year.

Storytelling was passed down from her grandfather and mother. Jeannette caught the bug at a very young age. If she didn’t have her head in a book, then she was off somewhere with a notebook, jotting down stories of what she would write if one day she became an author. Although the notebook may have vanished, the stories are still vivid and waiting for the right time to be told.
Despite having an amazing family, there have also been some sorrows in her life, including the loss of loved ones. Over the years, Jeannette has spent countless hours volunteering for different organizations and acting as a caregiver to those most dear to her. As a result, supporting the elderly became of utmost importance.

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Author Danielle Stewart

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I currently live in Charlotte, North Carolina with my husband and five year old son. I work hard to perfect the ability to write in a noisy house and create story lines while folding laundry. I love hearing from readers so please find me on social media!

Ten Things to know about me:

  1. I have a fear of whales. All whales. The noise they make. The sight of them (even on tv). I don’t think this phobia has a name and I’ve never met anyone else who feels this way. I blame it on the 3D movie when I was 7 at the Boston Museum of Science. (Thanks Dad.)
  1. When I get hungry it brings out the worst in me. My friends and family know to keep me well fed. They pack snacks now.
  1. I can cook but not bake. Not even a little. Not even a box of brownies.
  1. If there is a song I like it is normal to hear me listening to it a hundred times (give or take) in a row.
  1. I do not, under any circumstances, read directions. Who has time for that? Making mac & cheese by the seat of my pants for the last 25 years.
  1. Like a black-out drunk, I have lost hours of my life mysteriously to Pinterest. If you haven’t tried it yet… don’t. Save your self.
  1. Before I became a mother, lots of things grossed me out. Now nothing does.
  1. My favorite food is food… my least favorite food is no food. I love food. (apply the same rule to wine)
  1. I do not have a green thumb. I have the kind of thumb that kills any type of plant ever given to me. Whatever kind of thumb that is… I have it.

10. Writing has changed my life. Not just the career it’s created but the way I feel when I write. If you have something you love to do I hope you get the opportunity to do it.

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Pre-Order Blitz ~ What I Wasn’t Looking For by Olivia Hardin

I_m just a guy here for a short break on his way home from business. A guy who was lucky to get invited to this shindig so he could dance with you. That_s all (2)

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thickpaperbackfront_604x964 (2)Austin: For as long as I can remember, my dad has wanted to find his biological father. I’ve been searching for three long years, but now I’ve reached the end of the line. It’s time to call it quits, admit defeat and go home . . . and then I met her.

Mary: Times have been hard at Simoneaux Bayou since the hurricane came in and swallowed things up. But the community’s beginning to rebuild, and I’ve started to think maybe we’ll find a little bit of normal again soon. Tourists are coming back to Louisiana. Things have been so busy, I can barely stop to catch my breath . . . and then I met him.

The spark of our chance encounter ignites a passion that might burn into the kind of love neither of us knew we were looking for…

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From the corner of my eye, I saw Mary pass us and move towards her chair. Her cheeks were flushed from the dance she and the other ladies had just finished. There was a little glistening along her brow and she grabbed a napkin to wipe it away. The music segued from a fast, heavy beat into a slow romantic tune.

I stood immediately and headed in her direction, even though Pas Bon was talking to me again. I captured her green eyes in an intense gaze as I approached, then put out my hand to her. She took it, sliding her fingers against my palm, then clutching me as I pulled her to her feet.

She fit in my arms perfectly and I wrapped one arm around her waist to hug her as close as possible. She tightened her fingers around my hand as we began to sashay to the music then leaned fully into me and placed her chin on my shoulder. I’d never had a woman dance with me quite like this before. She seemed to give everything over to my direction, moving effortlessly as one with me. I swallowed, then took a deep breath that let me inhale the sweet, honey scent of her hair.

“Do you all do this often?” I asked, my voice a little gravelly.

Her head rubbed up against mine as she nodded, “Usually on Sunday nights actually. Most of the tourists from the week before are gone so…”

I snorted a little chuckle, “I’m crashing the party, then.”

I felt the vibration of her own laughter, “Well, you’re different.”

Pausing my steps, I shifted so that my mouth was just beside her ear, “Why am I different?”

I was sure the tremor I felt that time was from a shiver running down her spine. Her fingers dug into me and as close as we’d been, she managed to inch even snugger in my arms, “You tell me, Austin. Why are you different?”

“I’m not. I’m just a guy here for a short break on his way home from business. A guy who was lucky enough to get invited to this shindig so he could dance with you. That’s all.”

She leaned back so she could wink at me, “You are lucky, aren’t you?”


About the Author

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When Olivia Hardin began having strange movie-like dreams in her teens, she had no choice but to begin putting them to paper. Before long the writing bug had her and she knew she wanted to be a published author. Several rejections plus a little bit of life later, and she was temporarily “cured” of the urge to write. That is until she met a group of talented and fabulous writers who gave her the direction and encouragement she needed to get lost in the words again.

Olivia’s attended three different universities over the years and toyed with majors in Computer Technology, English, History, and Geology. Then one day she heard the term road scholar and she knew that was what she wanted to be. Now she “studies” anything and everything just for the joy of learning. She’s also an insatiable crafter who only completes about 1 out of 5 projects, a jogger who hates to run, and she’s sometimes accused of being artistic.

A native Texas girl, Olivia lives in the beautiful Lone Star state with her husband, Danny and their puppy, Bonnie.

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Cover Reveal ~ Doctor Feelgood by Weston Parker

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Doctor FEELGOOD

By Weston Parker

Release Day: July 25th

I am Doctor Feelgood… Tell me what ails you, baby. I’ll make you feel real good.

I didn’t join the medical field because of the women, but it sure as f*ck has become a perk of the job.

Now, a new forbidden lust has sparked my interest, but the odds are stacked against me.

She’s forbidden. Taboo. Unreachable.

My mentor’s sister is older than me and commands respect when she walks in the room. Nothing like the twenty-year old floozy’s that spread their legs at nothing more than a look.

Ansley is divorced and dominant.  Word on the street is that she left the old guy she was hitched to because she wanted kids.

He didn’t.

Wonder if she is looking for a baby daddy?

I have all the right instruments for that sh*t and I’m more than willing to let her borrow them for a night – or two…

They say an apple a day keeps the doctor away. F*ck that. I’ll eat that apple first, and then you’re next.

Now, how do you like them apples?

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I’m a former firefighter/EMS guy who’s picked up the proverbial pen and started writing bad boy romance stories. I co-write with my sister, Ali Parker, as we travel the United States for the next two years.

You’re going to find Billionaires, Bad Boys, Mafia and loads of sexiness. Something for everyone, hopefully. I’d love to connect with you. Check out the links below and come find me.

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Blog Tour ~ the Hook Up by Tawna Fenske

Meet the Author:

When Tawna Fenske finished her English lit degree
at 22, she celebrated by filling a giant trash bag full of romance novels and dragging it
everywhere until she’d read them all. Now she’s a RITA-nominated, USA Today
bestselling author who writes humorous fiction, risqué romance, and heartwarming love
stories with a quirky twist. Publishers Weekly has praised Tawna’s offbeat romances with
multiple starred reviews and noted, “There’s something wonderfully relaxing about
being immersed in a story filled with over-the-top characters in undeniably relatable
situations. Heartache and humor go hand in hand.”Tawna lives in Bend, Oregon, with her husband, stepkids, and a menagerie of illbehaved
pets. She loves hiking, snowshoeing, standup paddleboarding, and inventing
excuses to sip wine on her back porch. She can peel a banana with her toes and loses
an average of twenty pairs of eyeglasses per year. To find out more about Tawna and
her books, visit www.tawnafenske.com.

About the Book:

 

Ellie Sanders is over the fairytale, thank you very much. Content with her booming
career as a purveyor of Madame Butterfly pleasure aids, she doesn’t need a man for
anything—except maybe marketing tips. And, okay, a few fun nights with something
that doesn’t require batteries.

Love, marriage, and family aren’t in the cards for Tyler Hendrix. Period. The Navy helped
Ty put his tumultuous childhood behind him, but when a sexy single mom walks through
the First Impressions door looking to take her business to the next level, he feels his
carefully constructed “never-get-attached” walls crack.
As Ty and Ellie maneuver through a minefield of wardrobe malfunctions, plumbing
mishaps, and the world’s most awkward accidental dirty talk, discovering they have
more in common than scorching sexual attraction threatens to crumble Ty’s walls for
good…

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This book was delightful from the first page. It was laugh out loud funny in parts- and I absolutely loved the dialogue between Ellie and Ty. The innuendo and sly conversations are pure gold. The nervousness of being in a causal relationship and how to balance with being a single Mom- I could relate to. The wondering if we should take it to the next level. I loved the play between Ty and Ellie. I absolutely love Henry! Tawna Fenske is an amazing writer who brings her characters to life on the page. She is gifted with storytelling. You won’t be disappointed if you read this book.

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