Wednesday, July 2, 2014

Teaser!!!! The Dare-- Rachel Van Dyken

Just a little taste of things to come.......


 

“Beth!” Jace knocked on the door. “If you’re done freaking out, we need to go.” “Right.” I wiped my wet cheeks and clenched the dress in my hands. It wasn’t magic. If anything, it was just a reminder that I was exactly where I’d been when I’d graduated in 2000. A loser. A loser with a small rack who preferred math and science to Facebook. “Beth, I’m serious. It’s not looking good.” “Keep your pants on!” I yelled, irritated that he was making me hurry. With a curse, I pulled on the dress, put my wet hair in a quick pony tail, and opened the bathroom door. “What’s the big hurry?” Jace held up his phone. It said Grandma Nadine. “Hello!” a loud voice yelled. “Jace! Beth! Hurry! Grandma has this all figured out.” “Famous last words.” Jace nodded. “But we have no choice.” “No choice?” I repeated. “What? Is the mafia after us or

something?” “Worse.” “I highly doubt that.” “Look.” He pointed to the TV. Reporters were in front of a hotel, looking excited as hell. “The news?” I asked. “Why is that worse than—” “Special reports say the senator took a prostitute back to his room at midnight last night and has yet to check out! Which raises the question, has the senator truly put his murky past behind him? Sources close to the senator’s ex-fiancĂ©e say the cheating scandal from two years ago nearly destroyed him. One more scandal won’t bode well for the youngest senator in state history. Could a trust issue in his personal life have a reflection on his public one?” “That’s enough.” I grabbed the remote from Jace’sfrozen hand and threw it onto the bed. Great. So not only had I lost my virginity to a politician, but now I was a prostitute. I reached for his cell phone and growled into it. “We’ll have words later.” Grandma snorted. “But get us out of here first.” “Say the magic words.” “Uh, please?” I nudged Jace out of his paralyzed state. “Not those words.” I closed my eyes and allowed visions of my calm and sterile office to bring back the peace into my body. That didn’t work. I needed to think about Vampire Diaries. Damon Salvatore. Damon Salvatore. Damon Salvatore. And happy place found! “I can’t read minds. What words do you want me to say?” Grandma chuckled. “Why, thank you, of course!” “For?” “How was he?” She giggled like a school girl. “Men with power seem to have a special type of—” “Thank you!” I all but shouted. “Now get us out of here.” “Roger.” The phone went dead. I looked to Jace for help, but he seemed to be fighting a losing battle with his tie as he tried to pull it from his neck. “Stop.” I swatted his hands away. “You’re going to hang yourself if you keep doing that.” He shrugged. “What?” I loosened the tie. “No snappy retort?”

“Not feeling snappy,” he said dryly. I slapped him. I never said I was good with emotions. “What the hell was that for?” “Singing Katy Perry.” I grinned. “Now snap to it, Mr. Senator. We’vegotta make it out of this hotel without that skinny bitch reporting it on the evening news.” “Grandma?” “The reporter.” “You understand my confusion,” he added, just as someone knocked on the door. “Stay here.” “It feels like a bad movie,” I whispered to myself as I chewed the nail polish off my thumb. “Shit.” Jacelooked through the peephole and then said shit about five more times before slowly opening the door. Why was he so upset? Why the hell would… “Aw, shit.” I repeated. Because there really wasn’t any other word that existed in the English language that would fit as well. So I repeated it again. As did Jace. Grandma shrugged and pulled off her sunglasses. “Let the fun begin!”




Tuesday, July 1, 2014

Cover Reveal!!!! Resist Me-- Chelle Bliss

Seeing as I am completely in love with this series, you can only imagine how excited I am about this reveal!! This is by far my favorite cover yet!! Check it out!!!

Resist Me

Men of Inked #3 by USA Today Best Selling Author Chelle Bliss


Release Date: Early Fall 2014 Series: Men of Inked Goodreads TBR Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22097153-resist-me Signed Paperback Giveaway: https://www.goodreads.com/giveaway/show/98493-resist-me Synopsis: Izzy Gallo has never been described as a member of the weaker sex. She’s a woman who doesn’t take shit from anyone. Growing up with four older overprotective brothers has hardened her, making her a force to be reckoned with. Against the wishes of her two brothers, Joe and Mike, Izzy takes a weekend trip to Bike Week in Daytona, turning her world upside down. Over her head, in a world she doesn’t understand, there’s only one man who can save her. James Caldo has dedicated his life to protect and serve as a member of the DEA. He’s cocky, overbearing, and doesn’t take no for an answer – the Gallo men have nothing on him. When their paths cross, James makes Izzy question everything she believes about completely surrendering to the opposite sex. Does James have what it takes to overpower the headstrong Izzy, capturing her heart forever? The Men of Inked Series is available on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, iTunes, and Kobo Amazon Buy Links:


Throttle Me (Book 1) Currently 99 cents: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00JCXG4SS Hook Me (Book 2): http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00KTI9R6Q
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Monday, June 23, 2014

The Dare TRAILER!!!!! Rachel Van Dyken

Here it is babies-- the highly anticipated trailer to The Dare, book 3 of the Bet series!!!!

 
 
From #1 New York Times Bestselling Author Rachel Van Dyken, comes the third and final book in the New York Time's Bestselling Bet Series...


Boring Beth Lynn has always lived up to her nickname... until she wakes up in a hotel bed next to a sexy as sin state senator she re-connected with at a wedding the previous night.

The biggest problem? She can't seem to remember anything about the night before except for crying into a box of cookies, and she's pretty sure Grandma Nadine slipped something in her drink. And what should have been a one night stand turns into a six day adventure when Grandma whisks them off to Hawaii to save them from the ensuing media firestorm.

Jace isn't looking for commitment -- he believes he made that clear when he left the wedding with Beth. Then again, he can't remember much of anything other than the way her skin felt beneath his hands. Now he's stuck with her at some lame couple's retreat and trying his hardest to fight the attraction only a woman like Beth could invoke.

He doesn't think it can get any worse.

But one spider attack... A donkey ride from hell... And an unfortunate episode with Viagra tea -- and there's one thing Jace knows for sure: He should never have agreed to Grandma Nadine's suggestion in the first place.

Because if this isn't paradise, and it isn't a vacation -- that only leaves one option.

Survival.

But to make it through alive... they might lose their hearts in the process.

(Romantic Comedy, Friends to lovers, Vacation Romance, New Adult Romance, Funny Stand Alone, Bargain Books, Humorous Romance)

 
BUY LINKS

Amazon:


Barnes & Noble:
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-dare-rachel-van-dyken/1119573016?ean=2940045955768


iTunes:
https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/the-dare/id880917031?mt=11




 

Thursday, June 19, 2014

Cover Reveal!! Taboo Unchained-- C.M. Stunich!!!

I have completely loved all of C.M.'s work that I have read so far- and her newest work looks to be just as great!! Feast your eyes babies....


Blurb:

The taboo turns me on.

The dirty.  The filthy.  The nasty.

The man your mother fucking warned you about – is me.

Hold onto your panties, ladies.

Lucas Carter is here to show you the dark side of the sheets.

***WARNING:  This is a dark romance erotica – meaning lots of violence, sex, and emotionally disturbing inner dialogue.  However, there is *NO* kidnapping, rape, or other forms of misogyny.  Lucas Carter is an anti-hero, but he doesn't disrespect women.  The entire book is told in his point of view.

Now for a little tease........

CHAPTER ONE

IN THE NAME OF ALL THINGS UNHOLY

My name is Lucas Carter, and I am a fucking God.
I slide my hand down my cock, gripping the base of my shaft with sure fingers. A smirk lingers

on my lips as I work my body like a machine. I know what gets me off – oh, who I am kidding? I know what gets everyone off – so it doesn't take long to milk pre-cum onto my fingers.

The blonde lying across my bed watches me with hungry eyes, sliding her tongue across her full lips. They're already swollen from my ministrations, bruised by my kisses. Marked. Sealed. Stamped with my name.

I smile.

“Tell me you want this,” I command, watching as her gaze rakes down my body, begging silently for me to fuck her, to slide my cock into her folds and own her. Little does she know, I already do. I don't need to touch a woman to possess her; I can reel in souls with a simple look, a light touch, a well-timed smile. It's not magic. This, this is simple biology.

“I want your penis,” she says, and I cringe, releasing my dick and stalking across the room towards her. She cowers back, but I don't touch her. Lucas Carter never hits women – not unless they want him to. I do not believe Mrs. Braxton ordered that particular service. From the corner of the room, I hear her husband shift uncomfortably. I've already asked him twice to keep his mouth shut. I don't do men, but I do allow them to watch, provided they keep quiet.

“My ... penis?” I ask, trying not to grit my teeth. Mrs. Braxton has pushed me to the edge of my sanity today. She's attractive, much more so than my other clients, but she has a bad habit of dulling my excitement with her squeaky clean little mouth. Not even the bright red of her lipstick is helping. “This is not a sexual education class, Clarice. This is not your mother's living room. If you're going to refer to my body, you're going to use the words that I choose.” I pause and stand up straight, sliding my sticky fingers back down my shaft. Pleasure pricks my body, helping to soothe my ire. “Now. Repeat after me.” I pause, watching as Clarice's pink nipples stand at sharp attention. Her stomach muscles tighten as she sucks in a deep breath. “Dick.”

I take a step closer, letting my eyes soak in her rounded curves and the sweep of her pale hair across the white linens. Her blue eyes break from mine for just a split second, sliding over towards the corner where her husband sits. I reach my fingers out and grab her chin, guiding her attention back to my face. Make no mistake here: Mr. and Mrs. Braxton may be my clients, but I am the one in charge.

“Say. It.” If there's one thing I hate more than the mollification of genitalia, it's having to repeat myself. My hand tightens on my cock. Clarice swallows hard as her eyes flutter and her lips part softly.

“Dick,” she whimpers, and the smile returns to my face. I trail my fingertips down her throat, watching the jumping pulse of her heart as I drag my hand towards her full breasts.

“Cock.” The word jumps sharply off my tongue at the same moment I clamp my fingertips on Clarice's taut, pink nipples. She groans deeply, relaxing back onto the bed and spreading her legs wide for me, opening up that pretty pink pussy like a flower in bloom. I ignore the slight murmur of Mr. Braxton's moans from the corner by gritting my teeth. We're not even through the first course yet and already the buffoon is gasping and spilling his seed into his own hand. More than likely, he'll retreat to one of the other nineteen bedrooms in this sprawling monstrosity of a home and fall asleep, leaving me to deal with his wife alone. Not that I'm complaining – I much prefer it that way – but I can only imagine what kind of a man would be comfortable leaving his pride and joy to find solace in another man's arms. More often than not, my clients' husbands know nothing about what goes on behind closed doors. If anyone asks, I'm simply the 'interior designer'.

“Cock,” Clarice moans, letting her head fall back and bending her legs at the knees. The head of my dick presses tight against her opening, sliding slick cum over her heat. But I don't enter her. I'm not here to pummel her pussy and roll away satisfied. If Mrs. Braxton simply wanted a stallion to ride, there are a hundred other men in this city that she could've called for a fraction of the price. My phone only rings when there are darker desires to satisfy, cravings that delve much deeper than simple sex.

I pull away and let my smile morph into a grin.

“No, please,” Clarice whimpers, much like she always does. “I need it. Just ... have sex with me, please.” My mouth twitches and my hands clench tight at my sides. She can't even say fuck. After all these sessions, all these dirty romps, these forays into the depths of darkness, and she can't say the Goddamn F-word.

“Fuck,” I snap, sliding my withering cock back into the confines of my slacks. Clarice sits up quickly, brushing her French tipped nails through her blonde hair. Trophy wife. The term was coined to describe this woman, this twenty-something beach bunny married to a fifty year old man. Disgusting. I have had it for today. Clarice has had me over before – she knows better than to piss me off. “Fuck me, Clarice. We have had this discussion.” My dick is soft now, flaccid and useless. “So I'm going home.”

I turn around and grab my briefcase, laying my suit jacket over my arm. One quick glance at Mr. Braxton shows that he's already asleep in the ostentatious wingback chair that sits near the window. I try desperately not to roll my eyes.

“W-wait!” Clarice calls out, scrambling off of the bed and chasing after me. I ignore her when she tugs on my arm and tries to stop me from heading out the door of her bedroom. “I can say it. Fuck me. Fuck me, Lucas.” I slide easily from her grasp and manage to step into the hallway before she gloms onto me again. My scowl feels permanently etched into my skin at this point. I'm an artist whose medium is flesh and blood and sex.

“I am not a whore, Clarice,” I tell her as we move past the open door of a bedroom and the blasé stare of one of the Braxton's many maids. They've seen it all and more, I'm sure. Not once have I ever seen a single one of them blink at my presence, not even when I'm ramming Mrs. Braxton in a sex swing dangling off the edge of the balcony overlooking the foyer. Heights. The danger of falling is one of the few things that really gets Clarice off. That, apparently, and my utter distaste for her personality.

“I know, and I'm sorry, please. Lucas, come on.” Clarice follows me halfway down the curving staircase before I stop and turn to her, her chest heaving, breasts full and admittedly quite tempting. I lean over and whisper in her ear.

“Stop begging like the desperate little slut that you are, and maybe I'll consider fucking you next time.” I watch out of the corner of my eye as her lashes flutter and her breath comes quicker. Insults. A fairly tame breed of naughty, but one that Mrs. Braxton likes all the same. I step back and continue down the stairs, debating on whether or not I'm going to stop in the gaudy gold and white marble bathroom near the front door. My hands are still sticky with my cum, and the sensation is making my teeth hurt. I'm a meticulous man, and I like to be clean.

“You're seriously leaving?” Clarice wheedles as I hit the bottom stair and pause with one foot on the ugly travertine floor. I spare her a quick glance over my shoulder and find a frown plastered across those red, red lips. “The check cleared, didn't it?” she snaps when she sees me make no move to turn around.

My scowl returns with a vengeance.

“I already told you: I am not a whore.” Fuck. I hate repeating myself. I continue towards the front door, pausing only when a vase smashes into the ground next to my feet, shattering into a million white and blue pieces. I don't bother to look back when Clarice starts screeching at me.

“You are a whore. An overpriced one at that. Get over yourself, Lucas. You have sex for money!”

Okay, now that does give me pause. A smile replaces my scowl as I turn around and give Mrs. Braxton my most evil look.

“Then you and I, my darling, are one in the same. Next time Mr. Braxton is busy riding your ass, think of me to get through it. I'll consider that a freebie.”

A small angel statue comes flying over the railing of the balcony, crashing into a gilded mirror not six feet from where I'm standing. 


Sunday, June 15, 2014

Hook Me-- Chelle Bliss & Throttle Me-- Chelle Bliss

Book 2 in Chelle's Men of Ink series is phenomenal!! I love this one just as much as I loved Throttle Me!!

Michael & Mia's chemistry is off the charts- hotter than hot. Given his past "playboy" lifestyle, I was unsure of how things would go when he decided that he couldn't get enough of Mia. But, he proved without a shadow of a doubt that he was up to the challenge of loving Mia. He is such a fierce protector of her, and the things he did for the clinic-- total swoon!!
 
Mia is also the perfect partner for him. She challenges him, really makes his work for it. Given that he needs to show her just how much she means to him, this is simply wonderful. Time and time again, he rises to meet her expectations and then some. It was so refreshing to see that she is a woman who knows who and what she wants and fights for it, she doesn't just sit back and let someone else take it. I also loved that she isn't one of those wishy-washy heroines!! Those simply annoy the crap outta me-- so to see that Mia is so strong and assertive, was great.
 
All in all, I adored this book, and cannot wait to read the rest of the series. Izzy's book is up next, and I can only imagine the greatness that Chelle has in store for us with that girl!!
 
5 stars!!!!!
Title: Hook Me (Men of Inked, #2)
Author: Chelle Bliss
Genre: Erotic, Contemporary Romance
Release Date: June 6, 2014
Synopsis

Michael Gallo found his calling in life – he wants to kick ass. He works at Inked as a piercer, but sp ends his mornings training and dreaming of winning an UFC championship. Michael is the road to achieving his goal when a chance encounter alters his world forever. The title is no longer enough – he must ca pture the woman of his dreams. 

Dr. Mia Greco is dedicated to saving lives an d helping those less fortunate. She doesn’t have time to meet Mr. Right with her busy schedule. She buries herself in her work and helping humanity. Fa te steps in and sweeps the carpet out from under her. She tries to deny the pull to him, a man that uses his fists for gain, but the universe won’t let her walk away so easy and Michael isn’t one to take no for an answer.

He has a secret that may rip them apart. Ther e are forces bigger than them at work; drawing them i n and making their worlds collide – not letting either one of them walk away.

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Hook Me - Excerpt

His hand rested against my back, pulling me closer, and I became lost in his kiss. The feel of his roug h thumb pad as he stroked my face made my body feel on fire. The sound of the rain beating against the truck, the thunder rumbling outside, and our breath frantic and quick, filled the cab.
I climbed in his lap as he gripped my ass and pulle d my bottom to him. I could feel his hardness against me and I ached to feel him inside.
I couldn’t deny myself any longer.
“Take me home, Michael. Stay with me tonight.” I didn’t even have to think about it.
I wanted him.
The light touches, commanding kisses, and the feel of his hardness had me wanting more, needing it.
“Mia, I don’t know if that’s a good idea,” he whisp ered against my lips.
“I want to feel your skin against me. Remind me wha t it feels like to be loved, Michael. Show me the bea uty and make me forget.” I held myself up and stare d in his eyes. “Please,” I begged.
His fingers swept against my cheek and I leaned int o his touch, closing my eyes. “I’ll do anything you a sk,” he said.
Now, as for Book 1- Throttle Me-- holy crap!!! Smoking hot!!!

I LOVED City & Suzy-- totally perfect for each other. Their story was amazing- and the fact that he calls Suzy "Sugar"...... Melts me. 

This was the third book of Chelle's that I had read- all being phenomenal. This girl is a rising star and has hit the mother load with the Gallo family!! This series is not to be missed!!!

5 stars!!!!!

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Synopsis

Suzy’s a control freak and has her life mappe d out - work hard, find a man with a stable job, and live happily ever after. She’s content with the status quo, but her plan comes to a screeching halt when he ent ers her life and turns it upside down.

City gave up on love when his heart was crush ed in college, preferring to be the typical bachelor. He spends his nights hopping from one bed to anothe r and his days working at his family tattoo shop, Ink ed. A chance encounter on a dark road makes him question what he had sworn off forever – a relation ship.

A night of passion and lust causes them to question everything. Is City the knight in shining armor to the damsel in distress? Can their relation ship survive when a fantasy falls apart and a secret com es out that changes everything?

About Chelle

Chelle is an avid reader; consuming contemporary romance, dark reads, young adult, and all things er otica. She wants to create a book filled with characters that readers could relate to with real w orld problems and matching wallets.

Chelle loves to travel and her favorite cities a re New Orleans and Paris. She currently lives in Florida w ith her amazing boyfriend. He’s showed her the love and passion that she has poured onto the page.


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Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Surprise Announcement!!! Rachel Van Dyken's Top Secret Message!!

Seeing as how Rachel is now firmly planted in my list of faves, you can only imagine how thrilled I was to be offered the opportunity to take part in this reveal. The mistress herself has posted a super secret video message for us all. I cannot wait to find out what she has in store for us!!! So, without further ado.........


Tuesday, June 10, 2014

Beautiful Broken Promises-- Kimberly Lauren

Lane, oh my, Lane Parker........ le sigh. And here I thought Kimberly could not make me want her boys any more than I already do. Nope, I was wrong. Finally, we get tortured soul Lane Parker's story, and we finally find out what made him the man that he is today.

While I won't be sharing details of the story, because-- hello plot twist :) --  I will say this......  IT WAS PHENOMENAL!!!!!! Not to be missed!!!! You will kick your own butt if you don't find out Lane's secrets. And yeah, there are more than one. Several. Gut wrenching ones that will make your heart bleed with pain and sympathy for this broken man. But, it's going to make you love him so much more!!

When we finally find out what happened in his past, see who he thinks is responsible, and see how that really turns out-- it is quite the story to say the least. Worth every minute I spent clutching my Kindle and silently begging it all to be okay.

And Reagan (yeah-- she's new to the gang, but I swear you are gonna love her) comes back into his life-- holy sparklers!! Love the instant chemistry and sexual tension there, but more than anything----- I LOVE that Lane finally finds his happiness. But above all else-- he finds his peace. That is what made my heart sigh.

And never fear, we get plenty of the gang that we all know and love, and loads of all their shennanigans too!! Because after all, aren't they the craziest family ever?

A huge 5 stars from me!! Loved it from beginning to end.