Spotlight, Excerpt & Giveaway: TALK COWBOY TO ME by Carolyn Brown

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TALK COWBOY TO ME (Lucky Cowboys Book 4) by Carolyn Brown

Publication Date: March 7, 2017

Genre: Western Romance

Synopsis

IMG_7089One cowboy. One cowgirl. One ranch.

Who will win the Double Deuce by the Fourth of July?

Adele O’Donnell knew that Double Deuce Ranch had to be hers the second she walked onto the property. Freshly divorced, she sees it as the perfect spot for her and the kids to start a new life. Remington Luckadeau was always a carefree playboy…until his suddenly orphaned nephews became his responsibility.

The Double Deuce Ranch would be the perfect place to raise two boys. But some fiery woman is fighting him for it, and Remington is not sharing-no matter how the sparks fly when he and Adele are together.

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Excerpt

The gleam in the old cowboy’s blue eyes and the way he rubbed his chin were Adele’s first clues that he definitely had something up the sleeve of his faded, old work shirt. He glanced first at her and then over at Remington Luckadeau.
She bit back a groan. The good old boys’ club was about to rear its head. They’d argue that ranching took brawn and muscle and that a woman couldn’t run the Double Deuce all alone, that women were respected in the ranching business these days, but when it came right down to it, he would feel better selling to a man.
No, sir!
She didn’t hold out any hope that the old toot would sell the ranch to her.
“Well, now.” Walter Jones gave his freshly shaven chin one more rub. “I expect we’ve got us one of them dilemma things, don’t we?”
That sly smile on Remington’s face said he already knew she would be going home empty-handed. With that mop of blond hair that kissed his shirt collar, those steel-blue eyes, and his chiseled face and wide shoulders—Lord have mercy—any woman would roll over and play dead to give him what he wanted.
But not Adele.
She wanted the Double Deuce, and she’d do whatever it took to get it so she could have a place to raise her daughters. Remington Luckadeau could spit on his knuckles and get ready for a fierce battle.
The Double Deuce Ranch was absolutely perfect in every aspect. The two-storied, four-bedroom house couldn’t have been better laid out for Adele and her two daughters, Jett and Bella. The acreage was big enough to make a living but small enough she could manage it on her own, for the most part. And it was close to her family—the O’Donnells over around Ringgold, Texas.
“You both want the ranch, but I can only sell to one of you. I talked to my lady friend, Vivien, about it. I talked to God about it before I went to sleep, and I talked to my old cow dog, Boss, about it this mornin’ before y’all got here.”
“And?” Adele asked.
“And not a one of them was a bit of help, so I don’t know which one of you to sell this place to any more than I did yesterday, after you’d both come and looked over the place and left me to think about it.”
Adele had known there was another person interested in the ranch. Walter had been up-front about that, saying he’d talked with Remington Luckadeau that morning and he was ready to meet Walter’s asking price.
“We can’t both buy it, so I guess you’ll have to make a decision,” Adele said.
Remington nodded.
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Remington slid down in the kitchen chair so he could study the red-haired woman sitting in front of him. The hard Texas sunlight flowing through the kitchen window brought out every cute, little freckle sprinkled across Adele’s nose. Faded jeans, a chambray shirt worn open over a bright-yellow tank top, and cowboy boots worn at the heels said she was a no-nonsense rancher.
Those two feisty girls out there on the porch with his two nephews were dressed pretty much the same way as their mother. Any other time, he might have tipped his hat and given her the option to buy the Double Deuce, but not today. The ranch was the perfect size for what he had in his bank account. The house would be just right for him and his two nephews, Leo and Nick, the boys he’d inherited when his brother and sister-in-law were killed in a car accident several months ago. And besides, it wasn’t far from his Luckadeau relatives in Ringgold and Saint Jo, Texas.
So today, Adele O’Donnell was going to have to walk away disappointed. Too bad, because he’d always been attracted to redheads, and he’d have loved to see how she felt in his arms on the dance floor of the nearest honky-tonk.
“So.” Walter cleared his throat. “I’ve come to a decision.”
Remy straightened up in his chair.
“The Luckadeaus are my friends, but so are the O’Donnells. So I can’t sell this to either of you on the basis of friendship. Vivien and I have planned a monthlong cruise, and we are leaving in one week. We fly out of Dallas on the last day of May and get back home on the last day of June.”
“I’ll beat your asking price,” Remy said quickly.
“It’s not got to do with money. Here’s what I am willin’ to do, though. You both move in here on the morning that me and Vivien leave. Y’all take care of this ranch for me for a month. When I get back, whichever one of you is still here can have it. If you both still want it, we’ll draw straws or play poker for it. If you decide you can’t work together or that the ranch ain’t what you want, you can call Chet to come take over for you. His number is on the front of the refrigerator. Only rule I’ve got is that you’d best take good care of Boss. He’s been a good cow dog, and he likes leftovers from the table, so cook a little extra at each meal. He’s not real picky. He’ll eat most anything a human will, but he doesn’t like pizza. And you have to take real good care of Jerry Lee.”
“Who is Jerry Lee?” Adele asked.
“He’s my rooster. Pretty little thing, but he never has learned to crow in the morning. He’s a late riser, so he crows either in the middle of the day or about dinnertime. I named him Jerry Lee because he’s got swagger and he sings real pretty like Jerry Lee Lewis.”
“I’ll take good care of your dog and your rooster,” Adele said, shooting a defiant look right at Remy.
“So will I.” Remy nodded coolly. “What about the one who doesn’t win the luck of the draw?”
“Then that one gets a decent paycheck,” Walter said.
“I don’t need to think about it,” Adele said quickly. “I’m in.”
Remy nodded. “I don’t have to think about it either.”
Walter pushed back his chair and stood. “Good, then I’ll look for you both to be here a week from today. You’ve seen the place. There’ll be hay to cut and haul, fields to plow, and planting to do, as well as the everyday chores with feeding and taking care of the cattle and ranch. I’ve made a list of what I want done before I get back, and I’ll leave it stuck to the refrigerator door.”
“I’m not afraid of hard work,” Adele said. “One question, though. How does Boss feel about cats?”
“Strange as it seems, he loves them. My wife, God rest her soul”—Walter looked up at the ceiling—“used to have an old barn cat that had kittens real often. Boss thought he was their grandpa.”
“Then you don’t mind if we bring our cat?” she asked.
“Not a bit. You got a problem with that, Remy?” Walter asked.
Remy shook his head.
“Thank you,” Adele said softly.
Crap! Remy didn’t hate cats, and thank God the boys weren’t allergic to them, but that soft, sweet, southern voice could easily distract him from his mission. Remy would have to keep on his toes every day for the entire month of June, and that wouldn’t be easy. For years, every woman had been a potential notch on his bedpost. Six months ago, Remy had been the resident bad boy of the Texas Panhandle. He’d spent his weekends in local bars, dancing and sweet-talking the pretty girls into his bed. Then his whole life turned around when his two nephews were tossed into his life. Since he’d started taking care of them, dating had slowed down. Now, he’d be forced to live with a woman he was clearly attracted to.
Walter started toward the door. The meeting was over. “Just bring your personal things. When I sell this place, it goes lock, stock, and barrel—furniture, equipment, everything but my own keepsakes,” he said. “Vivien and I are leaving at nine o’clock. If one of y’all ain’t here, then the other one will automatically get the place.”
Adele pushed her chair back, and in one fluid motion, she was on her feet. He’d figured she was tall when he sat down across from her and his long legs almost touched hers under the table. But when she stood up, he got the full effect of the way her hips curved out from her small waist, and for a split second, he could feel her in his arms.
Remy shook the image from his head. He had a long, hot month ahead of him, and he needed to think of Adele as an adversary, not a potential date.
“Do we move?” Nick asked when Remy stepped out onto the porch.
“We are moving onto the ranch to take care of it for Mr. Jones for a month. If we do a good job, he might sell to us in time for the Fourth of July party we’re planning.” Remy told his fourteen-year-old nephew.
“Mama?” asked the smaller of the two girls that Adele had brought along with her.
“Same thing here, girls. We’ll be moving here in one week to live for a month. Then Mr. Jones will decide which of us gets to buy the ranch,” Adele answered.
“You”—the girl pointed at Leo and wiggled her head like a bobblehead doll—“are going down. You don’t know jack squat about a ranch, so you might as well give up before you even start.”
“Jett!” Adele chided.
“Well, it’s the truth,” Jett said. “He don’t even want to live on a ranch. He’s a city boy who don’t even know who Billy Currington is. He’d hate living on this ranch.”
“Just because you lived on a ranch don’t mean you’re that smart,” Nick shot back. “Uncle Remy can teach me everything about ranching in one afternoon. I’m a fast learner.”
“Me, too.” Leo combed his carrot-red hair with his fingertips and tipped up his chin three notches.
“Okay, boys. It’s one thing to say something; it’s another to do it. Let’s get on home and get our things in order so we’ll be ready to move next week. There’s only four bedrooms, so you’ll have to share.”
Leo, who had already left the porch, kicked at the dirt. “Uncle Remy, Nick gripes if I even leave a wrinkle in the bed. He’s so neat that he shoulda been a girl.” He sighed.
“No!” Nick raised his voice. “Leo never picks up anything and—”
“Enough,” Remy said. “Into the truck. We’ve got a lot to do and a short time to get it done.”
Leo crawled into the big, black, dual-cab truck. Just before he slammed the door, he caught Jett’s eye and stuck out his tongue.
“Young man, you’re going to have to live in the same house and work with those girls,” Remy said sternly.
Leo rolled his eyes upward. “They are so bossy. Living in the country isn’t going to be easy, but living around those two prissy girls…” He sighed. “Do we really have to do this, Uncle Remy?”
“We’ll come out stronger men,” he said.
A picture of Adele’s full, kissable lips flashed through his mind. Prissy wasn’t a word he’d use to describe any of the O’Donnell women.
Nick groaned. “If we live through it.”
“We are Luckadeau men. We’ll take the bull by the horns, look him right in the eye, and dare him to charge at us.” Even as the words came out, Remy wondered if he was talking to his nephews or himself.
“I’d rather fight a bull,” Leo grumbled. “And they ain’t bulls. They’re girls, and we’re Luckadeaus.”
“Daddy used to tell us that when a Luckadeau sets his mind, it’s set forever,” Nick said.
“Your daddy was right.” Remy nodded.
Moving the boys from their house in the middle of Denton, Texas, to a ranch would be tough on them, but Remy could not live in town. He’d been fortunate enough to sell his brother’s house for enough to pay off the existing mortgage and put a little into savings for the boys’ college funds.
Remy had worked for the past fifteen years on a ranch out in the Texas Panhandle. He’d started as a hired hand and worked his way up to foreman. Today, he had enough money in his bank account to buy the Double Deuce, and it was the perfect place for the boys to have a brand-new start. It damn sure wouldn’t be easy to live in the same house with a woman like Adele and not flirt, but it was doable with the ranch as a prize at the end of the road.
“So you boys going to help me make those women see that they don’t really want our ranch? Or are we going to let them win?” Remy asked.
“Ain’t no way I’m going to back down from them two,” Nick declared.
Leo chimed right in. “Me either.”
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“Let’s look at another ranch. I don’t want to live in the same house with those two obnoxious boys,” Bella said as they drove away from the Double Deuce.
Adele smiled. “You must really not like those boys to be pulling out your four-dollar words.”
“That tells you how much, Mama,” Bella said.
“We don’t have time to train them,” Jett added.
Adele didn’t think they’d have to do much training. Not with a cowboy like Remy Luckadeau for an uncle. That man was comfortable in his skin, and there wasn’t a doubt in her mind that he’d know the business every bit as well as she did. In any other circumstance, there could be chemistry between them. He was exactly what she’d always been attracted to, with his blond hair, blue eyes, and cowboy swagger, but then he was also what she’d been running away from when she’d married Isaac Levy.
You see how that turned out, the smart-ass voice in her head said.
Yes, she did see how it turned out. Isaac was the only son of a family who had dealt in diamonds right in the middle of Dallas, Texas, for more than fifty years. When they’d married, he’d moved Adele into his penthouse apartment, and she’d lived the life she’d thought she wanted.
Right up until Bella was born two years after the wedding. And then she’d started to yearn for her country roots. A child needed fresh air and sunshine, not parties and nannies. Isaac had loved her enough to buy a two-hundred-acre ranch between McKinney and Blue Ridge. The commute wasn’t bad because he had a driver, but after Jett was born, he spent more and more weeknights at the penthouse.
“Why do we have to move from our ranch anyway?” Jett folded her small arms over her chest.
“The same reason we had to change our last name to O’Donnell,” Bella answered. “Father has a new wife and a son, and we don’t matter anymore.”
Her daughter’s tone created a lump in Adele’s throat that she couldn’t swallow down. Tears welled in her eyes, but she kept them at bay. Bella had put it into the simplest language possible, but the story was far more complex than that.
“Your father will come to his senses someday,” she said softly.
“But it might be too late,” Bella declared. “He’s mean, making us move off the ranch.”
It wasn’t the time or the place to tell the girls that part of the marriage problems had been her fault. Isaac thought he was getting a socialite who loved the fast lane, and he never would have asked her to marry him if he’d realized she wasn’t ready to break all ties with her country roots.
“We are going to love this new ranch so much that we’ll never look back at the old one. Even though they don’t have any ranching experience, I just wonder if you two are big and mean enough to show those two boys that nobody can outwork three tough O’Donnell women.”
Jett unfolded her arms, leaned up from the backseat of the bright-red, dual-cab truck, and patted her mother on the shoulder. “They ain’t got a chance in hell.”
“Jett!” Bella scolded.
“Well, Uncle Cash says that, and nobody fusses at him. Besides, I believe it. We’re tough and mean, and we can out-ranch any old boy in the state of Texas,” Jett said.
“We’ve got a week to pack all our things, put them in storage, and load up the truck with just what we need for a month,” Adele said as she turned east toward Gainesville.
Adele’s cell phone rang. She saw a picture of her sister, Cassie, smiling at her. She answered it on the fourth ring and hit the Speaker button.
“We have not bought the ranch yet,” she said and went on to tell her sister the deal that Walter had come up with.
Cassie giggled the whole way through the story.
“What’s so funny about that?” Adele asked.
“Those boys don’t stand a chance. Not any one of them—the grown one or the two kids,” Cassie said. “I’ll put my money on my sister and my nieces any day of the week.”
“Yes!” Bella and Jett squealed at the same time.
“Thank you, Aunt Cassie. We won’t let you down,” Jett said.
“What are you doing today?” Adele asked her sister.
“Haulin’ hay, but I’d rather be doing something else in the hayloft with my boyfriend,” Cassie said.
“Cassandra Grace O’Donnell!” Adele raised her voice.
“Don’t you double name me. Only Mama gets to do that, and I was talking about kissing my boyfriend. He’s really good at kissing.” Cassie laughed.
“I miss y’all,” Adele said wistfully. “If I get to buy this ranch, I’m having a big Fourth of July party to celebrate. Y’all had better be there.”
“Wild horses couldn’t keep me away. Is this new cowboy sexy? Maybe I’ll visit for a weekend between now and then,” Cassie said.
“No!” The girls’ loud voices bounced around in the truck cab.
“Why? Don’t you want to see me?” Cassie asked.
“We love you,” Bella said. “But we don’t want Remy Luckadeau in the family at all, and if he sees you, then he’ll fall in love with you. Besides, we like Clinton just fine. Go kiss on him in the hayloft, and stay away until the ranch belongs to us.”
“If you promise to work hard and show Mr. Jones that you are the right people to sell his ranch to, then I’ll stay away until you’ve run those old boys off your land. But, girls, Clinton and I broke up a while ago,” Cassie said seriously. “The new man in my life is Dusty Dillard. We’ve only been on two dates, but I like him a lot.”
“Is he as pretty as Clinton?” Bella asked.
“No, but he’s a lot nicer,” Cassie said.
“I thought Clinton was nice, and I like his name better than Dusty,” Jett said.
“Wait until you meet him. Are you taking Blanche?” Cassie asked.
“Of course,” Jett answered quickly. “We wouldn’t leave her behind. Mama, please tell me that man didn’t say we couldn’t bring Blanche.”
“I asked about bringing a cat and he said it was fine,” Adele said.
Cassie laughed again. “The old hussy would die if you left her. Besides, isn’t she about ready to pop out another litter in the next couple of weeks?”
“Yes, she is,” Bella said. “And I hope both of them boys hate cats.”
“And you, Sister Adele? How do you feel about living with a cowboy?”
“I’m not living with him. I’m sharing a house with him for a month. And don’t call me Sister Adele. I’m not a nun,” Adele said curtly.
“These past two years you have been. Promise you’ll call me often,” she said. “Got to go. The hay wagon is here, and it’s time to stack bales.”
Adele hit the End button, and the screen on the phone went dark. She caught a movement in her peripheral vision and glanced over to see two little boys glaring at her from the windows of a black truck. A whole month with those two smart-ass kids just might make her move all the way to Wyoming or Montana.
She looked in the rearview mirror, and there was Jett, giving the boys the old stink eye. In seconds, they sped on past her, whipped over in front of her truck, and moved on ahead pretty quickly. No doubt about it—this was going to be a long month!

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About the author

Carolyn Brown Author bio picNew York Times and USA Today bestselling romance author and RITA® Finalist, Carolyn Brown, has published more than sixty books.

Brown presently writes both women’s fiction and cowboy romance. She has also written historical single title, historical series, contemporary single title and contemporary series. She lives in southern Oklahoma with her husband, a former English teacher, who is not allowed to read her books until they are published. They have three children and enough grandchildren to keep them young.

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Release Blitz, Excerpt & Giveaway: IF THE DUKE DEMANDS by Anna Harrington

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IF THE DUKE DEMANDS (Capturing the Carlisles, Book 1) by Anna Harrington

Publication Date: February 28, 2017

Synopsis

img_6892A LESSON IN SEDUCTION . . .

Miranda Hodgkins has only ever wanted one thing: to marry Robert Carlisle. And she simply can’t wait a moment longer. During the Carlisle family masquerade ball, Miranda boldly sneaks into his bedchamber with seduction on her mind. Soon she’s swept into rock-hard arms for the most breathtaking kiss of her life. But when the masks come off, she’s horrified to find herself face-to-face with Sebastian, the Duke of Trent-Robert’s formidable older brother.

Shocked to find Miranda in his bed, Sebastian quickly offers her a deal to avoid scandal: He’ll help her win his brother’s heart if she’ll find him the perfect wife. But what begins as a simple negotiation soon spirals out of control. For the longer this reformed rake tries to make a match for Miranda, the more he wants to keep her all to himself.

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Excerpt

Her eyes narrowed as she took in that bit of dubious advice and contemplated what he asked of her, with a curious look of deep study and concentration. For a moment, her expression was damnably disconcerting as she tried to think up a compliment to give him, as if she had never truly noticed him before as a man. Which inexplicably irked him to no end. How could she have not noticed him before as someone other than the Duke of Trent, other than just a friend?
“What you’re asking of me is impossible.” She shook her head with a soft sigh of defeat. “Every man in this room knows the rank you hold, the power and influence you’re gaining in Parliament. As for the ladies, you should have seen the way they all watched you when you crossed the room to ask me to dance.” She shrugged. “What could I possibly add to what everyone has already told you about how wonderful you are?”
He stared at her, momentarily stunned speechless. What she’d just said was exactly the kind of compliment a man wanted to hear from a beautiful woman . . .
And he didn’t believe a word of it. When he saw her lips twitch with amusement, his eyes narrowed. “You are incorrigible.”
She laughed happily. “Perhaps.” Her eyes shined, and for a brief moment, she shifted closer, somehow rising up on tiptoes as she danced to bring her mouth close to his ear. “But it is all true, you know.”
Then she pulled back into her original position and looked at him shyly through lowered lashes even as the tip of her tongue darted out to wet her lips. The paradoxical effect of innocent seduction was mesmerizing, and for a moment, he forgot they were dancing in the middle of a crowded ballroom. For a moment, there was only Miranda. And the pull of her was undeniable.

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About the Author

img_6889Anna Harrington fell in love with historical romances–and all those dashing Regency heroes–while living in London, where she studied literature and theatre. She loves to travel, fly airplanes, and hike, and when she isn’t busy writing her next novel, she loves fussing over her roses in her garden.

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Release Blitz, Excerpt & Giveaway: CHAIN REACTION (Bodyguard Series) by Tara Wyatt

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CHAIN REACTION (Bodyguard Series) by Tara Wyatt

Publication Date: February 28, 2017

Synopsis

img_6878SHE NEEDS A LOVER AND A FIGHTER

Blonde. Beautiful. Talented. Alexa Fairfax is practically Hollywood royalty. But growing up in a family of legendary movie stars also puts her in the spotlight for danger. And after she discovers a plot more deadly than any movie script, Alexa desperately needs a bodyguard. A man like Zack De Luca. A true friend with a good heart, a protective nature-and the hard, chiseled muscles to back it up.

Zack has always been wildly attracted to Alexa. But since he’s training day and night to be an MMA fighter, he’s afraid his gorgeous friend will only distract him from his goal. Indescribably sweet and irresistibly sexy, Alexa needs Zack to pretend to be her boyfriend after her life is threatened. Now this fighter-in-training will have to fight his own intense feelings-to keep their little charade from turning into a major disaster . . .

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Excerpt

She leaned her back against the door and shut her eyes, her face ghostly white. Her hands shook as she adjusted the strap of her purse on her shoulder.

Frowning, Zack shoved his hands into the pockets of his jeans and headed toward her. She smiled weakly when she saw him, her lips twitching up for a second, but the smile didn’t reach her eyes. Her fingers curled around the strap of her purse, her knuckles going the same shade of white as her face. Something hot and protective tightened his chest, and for a crazy second, he wanted to reach out and pull her into his arms, to promise her that, whatever it was, she’d be okay.

Instead he stopped a few feet in front of her, his hands still in his pockets. “Alexa? You okay?”

Her eyes met his, and she sucked in a shaky breath. “I…Oh God.” She pressed her hands to her face and let out a soft sob, her shoulders trembling.

Zack yanked his hands from his pockets and pulled Alexa into his arms, cradling her against his chest. She felt so tiny, so vulnerable. She barely reached his shoulder despite the fact that she had heels on.

“What happened? Did someone hurt you?” he whispered into her light-blond hair, so fine and soft under his fingers as he stroked the back of her head. So help him God, if someone had hurt her, he would make them bleed.

She pulled back, just enough to look up at him, and he noticed the mascara smudged under her eye. He left his arms around her. It would’ve felt wrong to take them away.

She shook her head slowly, her bottom lip caught between her teeth. “I…don’t think…I can’t.”

“Do you want to go outside? Get some fresh air?” Maybe if she calmed down a little, she’d be able to tell him what the hell had her so…It was more than upset.

The poor girl was fucking spooked.

She hesitated a second before nodding. Without a word he tucked her under his arm, shielding her from the view of the other party guests. He led her down a hallway off the foyer and into the garage, where a side door led into the quiet, dark backyard. The noise from the party filtered out through the open windows, mingling with the soft gurgle of water from the pool. A cool spring breeze rustled the palm fronds and teased Alexa’s shoulder-length hair around her jaw. She brushed it aside as he led her to a stone bench off to the right, their backs to the house.

For several moments they just sat, Alexa sniffling and staring blankly at the still water of the pool. Zack stroked a hand up and down her back, hoping to comfort her in some way. He’d spent the past year as a bodyguard honing his protective instincts, and they now came to life, alarm bells ringing through his skull. Something was very, very wrong.

When she finally spoke, she surprised him with her question. “Who’s the party for? Sierra was cagey about it on the phone earlier.”

Zack glanced back at the house. “Oh. Uh, for Taylor and Colt. They got married in Vegas last weekend.”

Alexa’s head whipped around. “What? But didn’t they just get together?”

“Yeah.”

“They’re crazy.” She shook her head, but he could hear the smile in her voice.

“That’s what I said.”

Gently, she laid a hand on his arm, the tips of her fingers warm against his skin. “Are you okay?”

Fuck, she was so sweet. He was supposed to be comforting her and finding out why she’d suddenly burst into tears, and she was worried about him because his ex-girlfriend had eloped.

He laid a hand over hers, allowing himself the luxury of tracing his thumb over her delicate knuckles. “I’m fine. Just surprised, like everyone, I think. You gonna tell me what’s wrong?”

She sighed heavily. “I don’t even know where to start.” “Beginning’s usually a good place.”

She scoffed out a laugh. “That would take too long.”

He turned to face her. “Did someone hurt you? What happened, Alexa?”
A tremble coursed through her, and he wished he were wearing more than a T-shirt and jeans so that he had a jacket or a sweater to offer her. But he didn’t, so instead he pulled her close and tucked her against him. “Please tell me. I want to help.”

She swallowed thickly and looked up at him, meeting his gaze. “I…I think my dad’s a murderer and that I might be in a lot of trouble.”

Excerpted from CHAIN REACTION by Tara Wyatt. Copyright © 2017 by Tara Wyatt. Reprinted with permission of Forever. All rights reserved.

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img_6877Tara Wyatt has been making up love stories ever since she fell head over heels for the Backstreet Boys almost twenty years ago. Winner of the Unpublished Winter Rose Award, Linda Howard Award of Excellence and the Heart of the West Award, Tara lives in Hamilton, Ontario with the cutest dog in the world and a husband that makes all of her heroes look like chumps.

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Romance Heroes that would make the Perfect Valentine’s Day Date

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Romance Heroes that would make the Perfect Valentine’s Day Date

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★FACEBOOK GIVEAWAY★

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Winner chooses an ebook or Paperback ($7.99 or under) from our List. Winner will be selected Friday (2/17/17) by 6PM CST. EBOOK or Paperback paid for by Reading in Pajamas.

Note: You can choose any previous of upcoming book by the authors on our list if you haven’t read them. If you have read all of these you can take a rain check for the next release in the series.

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img_6619✦Crossing Hearts (The Cross Creek Series Book 1) by Kimberly Kincaid
Review: http://wp.me/p3d0RZ-7NT | Kindle $3.99 http://amzn.to/2ii9DY4

Hunter knows how to romance and take care of his woman!

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img_6620✦NIGHT PLAY (Dark-Hunter Series by Sherrilyn Kenyon
Blog Post: http://wp.me/p3d0RZ-2cQ | Amazon http://amzn.to/15a2H80 | Amazon Series Link: http://amzn.to/2eZUx7M

Who doesn’t want a sexy man to tell you that you’re beautiful and carry you off like a knight in shining armor? Vane would make the ultimate Valentine’s Day date!

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img_6623✦The Plus One Chronicles Boxed Set by Jennifer Lyon
Kindle http://amzn.to/2dZbzot | REVIEWS: http://wp.me/p3d0RZ-II

Try book 1 FREE then grab box set if you like it. Box set is cheaper than buying the second two books for $2.99 each.
✦FREE ➢ THE PROPOSITION (THE PLUS ONE CHRONICLES) by Jennifer Lyon
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Sexy billionaire Sloane is one of my picks because he not only protects and takes care of his woman he teachers her to take care of and protect herself. Plus did I mention he’s an ex-UFC fighter? Yum! 

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img_6624✦The Master (The Game Makers Series) by Kresley Cole
Review 5 Stars: http://wp.me/p3d0RZ-24a | Kindle http://amzn.to/1wVLU4h

✦THE GAME MAKER SERIES BY KRESLEY COLE
✦Book 1: The Professional ➢ Reviews 5 Stars: http://wp.me/p3d0RZ-X3
Kindle: http://amzn.to/192KgVY
✦Book 2: The Master ➢ Review 5 Stars: http://wp.me/p3d0RZ-24a
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✦Book 3: The Player ➢ Review 5 Stars: http://wp.me/p3d0RZ-4Lo
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Any of these Russian brothers would make a great date, but Malcolm is my favorite! Yummy!

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img_6625✦Lothaire (Immortals After Dark Series) by Kresley Cole
Amazon http://amzn.to/1aM2glC | Blog Post: http://wp.me/p3d0RZ-2pI | Amazon Series Link: http://amzn.to/2kWCbMr

Lothaire literally rips his heart out for his woman! 

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img_6626✦I Want You To Want Me (Rock Star Romance Series) by Erika Kelly
Review 5 Stars http://wp.me/p3d0RZ-2HN | Kindle http://amzn.to/1DTlBuo

These rockstars would all make great dates but Derek is my favorite because he takes care of everyone around him. Plus he’s hot;)

✦Rock Star Romance Series by Erika Kelly✦
✦1. You Really Got Me ➢ Review 5 Stars http://wp.me/p3d0RZ-1Xh | Kindle http://amzn.to/1AbKOnn
✦2. I Want You To Want Me ➢ Review 5 Stars http://wp.me/p3d0RZ-2HN | Kindle http://amzn.to/1DTlBuo
✦3. Take Me Home Tonight ➢ Review 5 Stars http://wp.me/p3d0RZ-4HY | Kindle http://amzn.to/1JFMAN3
✦4. More Than a Feeling (Releasing 4/4/17) ➢ Kindle http://amzn.to/2k8iWe9

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img_6627✦Rock Chick Reawakening (1001 Dark Nights Novella) by Kristen Ashley
Review: http://wp.me/p3d0RZ-7xV | Kindle $2.99 http://amzn.to/28LIgnL | Amazon Series Link: http://amzn.to/1SPur4w

Marcus! He’s totally sigh worthy! He builds Daisy a castle! A castle! He’s the ultimate bad boy Prince Charming.

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img_6630✦Sinner’s Creed by Kim Jones
Review: http://wp.me/p3d0RZ-4je | Kindle http://amzn.to/1NMLy4J

Dirk knows about love and sacrifice. He gives everything he has when he falls.

Note: I’d be careful reading reviews before picking up this book. My review is spoiler free but I think a lot of reviews are going to contain spoilers because of the storyline and ending. Spoilers would definitely ruin the reading experience.

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img_6633✦The Beast: A Novel of the Black Dagger Brotherhood by J.R. Ward
Review http://wp.me/p3d0RZ-4JB | Kindle http://amzn.to/1KX7Jsj | Amazon Series Link: http://amzn.to/2kHWgSw

Rhage! If you’re a BDB fan you know why he’s a great date. He pampers and spoils his woman. Plus he can tie a cherry stem around his fang using his tongue;)

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img_6637✦The Immortal Highlander by Karen Marie Moning
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Blog Post: http://wp.me/p3d0RZ-Om

Adam Black! The Dark Fairy! He sacrifices everything when he falls for his woman. I love him!

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Blog Tour, Excerpt & Giveaway: Not in My Wildest Dreams by Jamie Hollins

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Not in My Wildest Dreams (McKenna Series #2) by Jamie Hollins

Publication Date: February 7, 2017

Synopsis

img_6604It really sucks to be in love with someone who sees you as nothing more than a friend. Darcy Owens knows this from personal experience. From the moment she met Sean McKenna as a wary ten-year-old, he’s owned her heart. So when he asks for her help with an important construction project, she can’t say no.

Building a boutique hotel on Boston’s waterfront is a career-making opportunity, and Sean needs Darcy’s interior design expertise. She’s incredibly talented, and there is no one he trusts more. He knows he can always count on his childhood friend, but doesn’t know why he’s thinking about her tight skirts and blue eyes instead of tight deadlines and blueprints.

When Sean and Darcy’s excitement about their work turns into an entirely different kind of excitement, it’s a sexy surprise. But they soon realize that building a new relationship is more challenging than building a new hotel, especially when life-long habits and old insecurities create cracks in the foundation.

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Excerpt

He slowly moved his hand up her bare back to her dress’s clasp at the base of her neck. He deftly unhooked it and slowly pushed it open, causing one side of the dress to slip down her shoulder.
“As fucking amazing as you look in this dress, it needs to come off.”
Although her skin was fevered, she shivered as he ran his fingertips along the ridge of her collarbone. He lowered his lips to her neck and pressed a lazy line of kisses from her ear to her shoulder. Darcy let her head fall back, the feel of his warm mouth coaxing a breathy sigh from her throat.
He pushed her dress down over both shoulders before it fell and hung loosely at her hips. He raised his head and his eyes roamed her black lacy bra. Thank God she’d decided to buy the lingerie. She could tell Sean liked it. He was staring at her breasts like he was hypnotized… like a magician was swinging a bright, shiny object before him, and he couldn’t take his eyes off it.
“Christ Almighty,” he whispered.
She felt empowered. She felt like a vixen. He might have held the power mere seconds before by demanding they slow things down and by turning her into putty in his hands, but all it took was a flash of her breasts, and he was lost.
Boldly, she slid her thumbs beneath her dress and pushed it the rest of the way down, letting the red fabric pool on the floor. Sean’s eyes slowly made their way to her abdomen to take in her matching black panties that made up the rest of her Lace Temptation set. His nostrils flared and she knew that he wanted her as much as she wanted him.
She stepped out of her dress, using the toe of one shoe to toss it aside. She brought her hands to the front of Sean’s chest and started undoing the buttons of his shirt. His chest was hard beneath her fingers, and the thin fabric of his undershirt clung to the contours of his muscles. She pushed his dress shirt off his shoulders and tugged his undershirt from the waist of his trousers. When she started to lift it up his body, he helped her pull it the rest of the way off.
He was perfect—classically beautiful in the way that ancient Greek and Roman sculptures were portrayed. His flat pectoral muscles twitched slightly under her gaze as she slowly ran her fingers along the flat planes to where his nipples were. Light hair spattered his chest, but there was none on his defined abs until closer to his waistline, where it reappeared and formed a naughty line leading to something Darcy knew she wanted desperately. She ran her fingertips back up his torso before meeting his eyes.
He was watching her, giving her time to take him in. His eyes were burning blue flames, and they pulled all the air from her lungs.
Lightly brushing the backs of his fingers across the lace covering her nipple, he asked, “Did you buy this for me too?”
She nodded, unable to speak. He ran his other hand down her hip to her backside, sliding his fingers under the lace of her panties.
“I like these too. Maybe more than the dress.”
His deep voice did things between her legs that her favorite vibrator only hoped to achieve.
He slowly started pulling her toward him as he backed up and sat down into one of the large yellow chairs. His eyes drank in every inch of her body, but oddly enough she didn’t feel overexposed standing before him. She knew that he liked what he saw because his pants outlined a sizeable erection.
Reaching behind her, she unhooked her bra before letting it fall from her body. Sean inhaled as he rested his head on the back of the chair. His jaw twitched like he was trying to show restraint from touching her. She couldn’t think of anything else she wanted more at that moment than his hands on her.
She leaned over and braced herself on the chair’s arms for balance as she slipped out of her heels. Sean was staying true to his word. He wanted her to set the pace. But goddamn it, this was only the second time she’d done this, and he could at least help her out a little bit by making some sort of move.
As if he’d read her mind, he reached forward and placed his hand behind her left knee, pulling it forward so she had no choice but to straddle him. Once she was balanced, his hands trailed up her outer thighs all the way to the undersides of her breasts.
Leaning forward, Sean took one of Darcy’s hardened nipples into his mouth. It was like being licked by a flame, but she didn’t mind being burned.
He rolled her nipple around his tongue, causing bolts of electricity to shoot throughout her body like a midsummer storm. Her fingers curled at the exquisite feeling, and she raked her fingernails down his chest.
Sean must have liked that because he drew in a quick breath, pulling air over the sensitive peak of her breast.
“Oh, God,” she moaned.
She felt him smile against her skin before he showed the same sweet attention to her other nipple as he’d done to the first. He teased and suckled her as she arched her back. His hands kneaded her ass, and her desire began to build. If he kept working her nipples with his mouth like that, she was going to come without him even having to touch her clit.
She didn’t want that. She wanted him. For a split second, she remembered the discomfort of the first time, but her need for him was so great she didn’t care. She wanted him to fill her. She wanted to feel his muscles flex as he pushed in and out of her.
“Sean,” she whispered. “I’m ready.”
Stilling his mouth, he raised his head to meet her sultry gaze. “Tell me what you want.”
Darcy quivered from the rumble of his voice. “I want you inside of me.”
Sean’s eyes smoldered as he nodded. “I have a condom in my jacket pocket.”
She looked at his jacket, which lay over the arm of the other chair. It was only four feet away, and yet it seemed like too far to go. But she knew that there was no way they should be having unprotected sex. Not that she didn’t trust Sean, but she wasn’t on the pill. She pushed off his lap and walked toward the jacket, quickly finding his wallet with three condoms tucked neatly inside.
She looked back over her shoulder at him. “A bit presumptuous of you, don’t you think?”
His mouth twitched in a wicked grin. “I’m an eternal optimist.”

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Giveaway

(a $25 Amazon GC and a signed copy of Books 1 & 2 in the McKenna Series (THE BEST PART OF ME and NOT IN MY WILDEST DREAMS) (US Only))

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About the Author

img_6602Jamie Hollins was born and raised in rural Northeast Ohio. After graduate school, she embarked on a perilous career in Human Resources where she met plenty of real life characters. When she’s not writing or chasing after her toddler, she enjoys reading and golfing. Jamie lives in Pennsylvania with her husband, son, and their dog, Winston.

Author Links: WEBSITE | FACEBOOK | TWITTER | GOODREADS

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Releases Blitz: Fake Fiancée by Ilsa Madden-Mills

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Fake Fiancée by Ilsa Madden-Mills

Publication Date: February 6, 2017

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img_6148A new standalone romance from Wall Street Journal Bestselling Author Ilsa Madden-Mills…

They say nothing compares to your first kiss,
But our first kiss was orchestrated for an audience.
Our second kiss…that one was REAL.
He cradled my face like he was terrified he’d f*ck it up.
He stared into my eyes until the air buzzed.
Soft and slow, full of sighs and little laughs,
He inhaled me like I was the finest Belgian chocolate,
And he’d never get another piece.
A nip of his teeth, his hand at my waist…
And I was lost.
I forgot he was paying me to be his fake fiancée.
I forgot we weren’t REAL.
Our kiss was pure magic, and before you laugh and say those kinds of kisses don’t exist…
Then you’ve never touched lips with Max Kent, the hottest quarterback in college history.

Get ready for breathtaking kisses and dreamy football players….

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Wall Street Journal best selling author Ilsa Madden-Mills writes about strong heroines and sexy alpha males that sometimes you just want to slap.

She’s addicted to all things fantasy, including unicorns and sword-wielding females. Other fascinations include frothy coffee beverages, dark chocolate, Ian Somerhalder, astronomy (she’s a Gemini), and tattoos. She has a degree in English and a Master’s in Education. When she’s not pecking away on her computer, she shops for cool magnets and fuzzy pajamas.

She loves to hear from readers and fellow authors. Email her at ilsamaddenmills@gmail.com.

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ADDITIONAL BOOKS

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DIRTY ENGLISH by Ilsa Madden-Mills ➢ REVIEW | KINDLE

FILTHY ENGLISH by Ilsa Madden-Mills ➢ REVIEW | KINDLE

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VERY BAD THINGS – Review 5 Stars | Amazon

VERY WICKED BEGINNINGS – Amazon

VERY WICKED THINGS – Review 5 Stars | Amazon

VERY TWISTED THINGS – Review 5 Stars | Amazon

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Feature & Giveaway: WICKED COWBOY CHARM (Lucky Penny Ranch, #4) by Carolyn Brown

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WICKED COWBOY CHARM (Lucky Penny Ranch, #4) by Carolyn Brown

Publication Date: January 31, 2017

Genre: Western Romance

Synopsis

img_6397ONE BLIZZARD, ONE BUNKHOUSE, AND A WHOLE LOTTA TROUBLE . . .

Josie Dawson is new in town, but it doesn’t take a local to know that Deke Sullivan is trouble—in a smokin’ hot package. He’s sweet, sexy, and has charmed just about every woman in Dry Creek, Texas. Well, Josie won’t be next. She’ll keep her distance, even if he is great with babies and makes a mean cup of homemade hot chocolate.

Deke Sullivan really is a one-woman type of guy. He just had to do a lot of looking to find that one woman. Now he thinks he’s found her and he won’t let a strong, sassy gal like Josie slip away. Just when he’s wondering how to convince her he only has eyes for her, they get stranded in a tiny cabin during a major blizzard. If Deke can melt her heart before they dig out of the snow, he’ll be the luckiest cowboy in Texas . . .

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Amazon Series Link: http://amzn.to/2kBzVJJ

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Giveaways

Five (5) sets of the complete Lucky Penny Ranch series

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About the author

Carolyn Brown Author bio picNew York Times and USA Today bestselling romance author and RITA® Finalist, Carolyn Brown, has published more than sixty books.

Brown presently writes both women’s fiction and cowboy romance. She has also written historical single title, historical series, contemporary single title and contemporary series. She lives in southern Oklahoma with her husband, a former English teacher, who is not allowed to read her books until they are published. They have three children and enough grandchildren to keep them young.

Author Links: Website | Facebook | Goodreads

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Launch Day Blitz, Excerpt & Giveaway: TOO WILD TO TAME (Romancing The Clarksons) by Tessa Bailey

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TOO WILD TO TAME (Romancing The Clarksons, #2) by Tessa Bailey

Mass Market Paperback Publication Date: January 31, 2017

EBOOK Publication Date: September 6, 2016

Synopsis

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Sometimes you just can’t resist playing with fire…

By day, Aaron Clarkson suits up, shakes hands, and acts the perfect gentleman. But at night, behind bedroom doors, the tie comes off and the real Aaron comes out to play. Mixing business with pleasure got him fired, so Aaron knows that if he wants to work for the country’s most powerful senator, he’ll have to keep his eye on the prize. That’s easier said than done when he meets the senator’s daughter, who’s wild, gorgeous, and 100 percent trouble.

Grace Pendleton is the black sheep of her conservative family. Yet while Aaron’s presence reminds her of a past she’d rather forget, something in his eyes keeps drawing her in. Maybe it’s the way his voice turns her molten. Or maybe it’s because deep down inside, the ultra-smooth, polished Aaron Clarkson might be more than even Grace can handle…

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Excerpt

His progress toward the door halted when Grace shot to her feet, arms stiff at her sides, those green eyes like glowing jade moons. “I…that isn’t what I was asking for. I just meant, let me help you, in general. I—I didn’t think…”
Aaron’s neck heated. “If you don’t like the idea, we can change it—”
She jumped. She actually jumped straight up in the air, hands flying to her cheeks. “I love it. Oh, please don’t change anything. I was just so surprised.”
He inclined his head, mentally cursing the way his heart decided to make its presence known at such an inconvenient time, walloping his rib cage with thick booms, courtesy of Grace’s pleasure. How juvenile. “I’m kind of surprised myself,” he admitted, then wished he’d kept his mouth shut.
At least until Grace floated toward him. All shining eyes and rosy excitement, she spurred a lust storm in his stomach. “It’s so much better when you say what you’re thinking, Aaron.”
“You mentioned that.”
And of course, it made him want to say more. Say whatever it would take to get her legs wrapped around his hips. To rock between her thighs until her wetness drenched the fly of his pants. “Get away from me, Grace,” he rasped. “It would be just like me to take advantage of you after having to tell that story.”
Silence deepened around them. “How can you say that after you just found a way for me to rebuild the camp?” It seemed as if her entire body lifted and fell on a harsh sob. “Last night, you asked me if I still saw some good in you…and I didn’t answer. How could I not have answered you?” She shook her gorgeous head. “I didn’t mean to—”
Aaron shot forward, capturing her unspoken words with his own mouth. Guilt. There had been even more guilt in her eyes. Aaron’s response was pure denial. Not because of me. Not over me. But as soon as their lips joined, his mind wiped clean of anything but Grace’s one-of-a-kind taste. She was juicy, sweet, refreshing, intoxicating madness. He let it pull him down into its depths—her depths—gathering up her taste greedily so he could live with the effect as long as possible, even though surely a man couldn’t withstand this type of arousal for an extended length of time. He’d want to fuck her again as soon as he came. It was a certainty his body was all too eager to confirm. Yet protectiveness held him in a state of limbo. Wanting—needing—to mate with her delicious body while determined to protect her from himself.
Couldn’t she sense the past meaningless encounters he wore like gloves, cheapening everything he touched? Couldn’t she sense his inability to be meaningful to her? Grace should have someone with substance, not someone who couldn’t even garner the love of his own family. Someone who considered the ramifications of his actions and how they would serve as betrayal. This is how you repay me?
The voice from his not-so-distant past had Aaron tearing his mouth away with a guttural growl, clasping Grace by the shoulders. Too hard. Ease up. “Get away.”
“If you really want that, let me go,” she whispered.
God, he couldn’t do it. Not with her face tipped back, lips swollen and shined up, those eyelids halfway fallen. He’d never in his life had trouble resisting sex. It was always a logical decision based on his needs. This? There was nothing cut and dried about it. His attraction to Grace was messy and wild and untapped. Made his chest expand with the effort to contain the expanding of something unfamiliar. Crazy and blinding. His dick needed a good, rough handling from one woman only. Grace. And she wasn’t pushing him away. Seemed like she wanted the job, too, her tits sliding up and down his abs with every breath. Give her one more chance. Show her what she’s in for with a bastard like you. With a muttered epithet, Aaron raked his hand up the back of Grace’s thigh, sliding it down the back of her tights, and settling his middle finger in the valley of her ass. “Get away from me,” he managed, wedging his straying digit a little more securely, earning him a closed-lipped noise.
“No,” she gasped after a few seconds.
Aaron’s tether broke. Recapturing Grace’s mouth with an obscene amount of tongue, he backed them toward the bed, satisfaction rippling in his middle when she went down beneath him, her legs falling open in welcome. He draped his body over Grace’s slighter one, eager grunts leaving his mouth as he positioned himself over her pussy and bore down with his erection. Their groans were pain-filled, reaching every corner of the cabin, breaking off when Aaron got back to kissing that addictive mouth, yanking the oversized sweater up, up to her belly, so he could rock against her sex with only his pants and her tights as obstructions.
Aaron.”
“You were warned,” he reminded her with a strangled shout, delivered into the space above her head. “Three times, Grace. That’s three times more than I’d give anyone else.” He slid up and back in the cradle of her legs, groaning over the rasping friction her tights delivered to his stiff, fuck-hungry dick. “Make it four times. I gave you an out back at the house. You should have taken it.”
When Grace should have been trembling or alarmed by the cut steel in his voice, she only stretched out beneath him like a cat, opening up for him. Almost preening beneath his rough ministrations. “Maybe I should have. But we’re here now, so stop trying to scare me.” Her fingertips moved down Aaron’s chest to the seat of his pants, where she smoothed her palm over the curve of his cock, which started him panting like a marathon runner. “You don’t really want to scare me, do you, Aaron?”
Christ, her soft words, the sight of her, were choking him up. Her hair was a haphazard display framing her face, those crooked front teeth somehow making him twice as eager to seal their mouths together again. He was a hunter who’d discovered a sprite dancing in the woods and dragged her home, intending to use her body for vigorous relief, but got forgiveness in return. “No, I don’t. I don’t want to scare you.”
“I know,” she breathed, unfastening his belt buckle. “I just know.”

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Buy Links

Kindle: http://amzn.to/2jNQeSD
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Kobo: http://bit.ly/2bItL8p

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THE ROMANCING THE CLARKSONS SERIES

TOO HOT TO HANDLE, #1 http://amzn.to/2kaJr4k
TOO WILD TO TAME, #2 http://amzn.to/2kJp4L9
TOO HARD TO FORGET, #3 http://amzn.to/2jPJRMr

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Giveaway

Ten (10) Mass Market Copies of TOO WILD TO TAME

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About the Author

highres-MJB_5140.jpgTessa Bailey is originally from Carlsbad, California. The day after high school graduation, she packed her yearbook, ripped jeans, and laptop, and drove cross-country to New York City in under four days. Her most valuable life experiences were learned thereafter while waitressing at K-Dees, a Manhattan pub owned by her uncle. Inside those four walls, she met her husband, best friend, and discovered the magic of classic rock, managing to put herself through Kingsborough Community College and the English program at Pace University at the same time. Several stunted attempts to enter the work force as a journalist followed, but romance writing continued to demand her attention.

She now lives in Long Island, New York with her husband and daughter. Although she is severely sleep-deprived, she is incredibly happy to be living her dream of writing about people falling in love.

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Series Blitz: Killer Style Series by Avery Flynn

 

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New Covers and New Titles!

Hot Romantic Suspense Series!

Here’s the reading order and links to reviews that we wrote for the previous titles.

✿KILLER STYLE SERIES BY AVERY FLYNN✿
Amazon Series Link http://amzn.to/2kwE02A
✦Book 1: Killer Temptation (Previously High-heeled Wonder) ➢ Kindle
✦Book 2: Killer Attraction (Previously This Year’s Black) ➢ Review 5 Stars | Kindle
✦Book 3: Killer Charm (Previously Make Me Up) ➢ Review 5 Stars | Kindle
✦Book 4: Killer SeductionKindle

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Get lost in the Killer Style series by Avery Flynn!

Trailer

https://youtu.be/3dQs9WaxAPo

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KILLER TEMPTATION, 99¢ for a limited time!

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About Killer Temptation:

Security expert Tony Falcon has never had a problem keeping his distance from his clients–until now. When his murder investigation leads him to a feisty fashionista in need of a bodyguard, he realizes he may have met his match. Going undercover as Sylvie’s boyfriend might be his best chance at catching the criminals who killed his best friend, but soon his attraction to her–and the danger she’s in–has him wondering if solving the case is worth it…

Sylvie Bissette has a closely guarded secret–she’s the woman behind a must-read blog for fashionistas everywhere. When an internet troll discovers her secret identity and escalates from stalking her to threatening her life, she turns to Tony for help. The sexy investigator from the other side of the tracks is the olive oil to her Evian water and aggravates her to no end. But if they want to find her revenge-obsessed stalker before Sylvie ends up with a literal knife in the back, they’ll have to learn to work together.

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KILLER ATTRACTION

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About Killer Attraction:

Devin Harris may have given up his MMA fighting dreams, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t always in control. So when someone embezzles millions under his watch, he isn’t going to let the private investigator working the case go it alone–even if she is the woman who blew him away in bed and then blew him off.

A fighter since birth, Allegra “Ryder” Falcon would rather trade in her all-black wardrobe for
head-to-toe hot pink than let anyone ever see the cracks in her tough exterior. So when she finally gets an assignment she can prove herself on, she’s horrified to realize it’s with her one-night stand. The one she hasn’t been able to forget. Too much is at stake for her to walk, but staying means risking more than just her life…

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KILLER CHARM

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About Killer Temptation:

Security expert Tony Falcon has never had a problem keeping his distance from his clients–until now. When his murder investigation leads him to a feisty fashionista in need of a bodyguard, he realizes he may have met his match. Going undercover as Sylvie’s boyfriend might be his best chance at catching the criminals who killed his best friend, but soon his attraction to her–and the danger she’s in–has him wondering if solving the case is worth it…

Sylvie Bissette has a closely guarded secret–she’s the woman behind a must-read blog for fashionistas everywhere. When an internet troll discovers her secret identity and escalates from stalking her to threatening her life, she turns to Tony for help. The sexy investigator from the other side of the tracks is the olive oil to her Evian water and aggravates her to no end. But if they want to find her revenge-obsessed stalker before Sylvie ends up with a literal knife in the back, they’ll have to learn to work together.

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Killer Seduction

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About Killer Seduction:

Mika Ito combines her two favorite things in life–textile design and live-action role-playing (LARP)–by creating costumes for her fellow Magic Battledome gamers. Lately, someone’s been assaulting LARPers and stealing their costumes. Concerned for the safety of her friends, Mika hires Maltese Security…only to discover that the lead investigator is the super-hot stranger she just hooked up with.

Carlos Castillo is all too familiar with Magic Battledome. A former legend in role-playing circles, he was all about gaming, until things went very, very wrong for him. Now he’s forced to return to the game undercover–as Mika’s boyfriend–to find some answers. Only playing “boyfriend” with his gorgeous one-night stand is more temptation than a guy can withstand…

Someone wants the costumes enough to kill for them. And when it comes to murder, nothing is what it seems…

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About the Author

When Avery Flynn isn’t writing about alpha heroes and the women who tame them, she is desperately hoping someone invents the coffee IV drip. She has three slightly-wild children, loves a hockey-addicted husband and has a slight shoe addiction. Find out more about Avery on her website, follow her on Twitter, like her on her Facebook page or friend her on her Facebook profile. Also, if you figure out how to send Oreos throughthe Internet, she’ll be your best friend for life. Contact her at avery@averyflynn.com. She’d love to hear from you.

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Release Blitz: PREPPY Part 2: The Life & Death of Samuel Clearwater (King Series Book 6) by T.M. Frazier

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PREPPY Part 2: The Life & Death of Samuel Clearwater (King Series Book 6) by T.M. Frazier

Publication Date: January 24, 2017

(Dark Contemporary Romance)

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Preppy returns in Preppy Part Two by T.M. Frazier.

Check out part 2 of Preppy and Dre’s story. If you haven’t read this series yet you need to start at the beginning of the King Series. It’s a dark romance so be sure to read the descriptions and reviews before picking them. The series order and links are listed below. I love the series. 

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Buy Links

Kindle: http://amzn.to/2ii74Kj
iBooks: http://apple.co/2iWrTew
Nook: http://bit.ly/2jR9krv
Kobo: http://bit.ly/2jptR3y

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~*~*~REVIEWS FOR SERIES~*~*~
(Series should be read in order)

✦Book 1: King ➢ Review: http://wp.me/p3d0RZ-2El | Amazon: http://amzn.to/1IgqNvZ
✦Book 2: Tyrant ➢ Review: http://wp.me/p3d0RZ-2Se | Amazon: http://amzn.to/1IgqNvZ
✦Book 3: Lawless ➢ Review: http://wp.me/p3d0RZ-3sr | Amazon: http://amzn.to/1NG0Qaw
✦Book 4: Soulless ➢ Review: http://wp.me/p3d0RZ-4fF | Amazon: http://amzn.to/1Q6UNCQ
✦Book 5: Preppy ➢ Review: http://wp.me/p3d0RZ-6X8 | Amazon: http://amzn.to/2dt9rss

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Synopsis

img_6262Preppy finds himself back in a world he once loved, but no longer recognizes. His dim smile can’t hide his inner turmoil and the people he views as family all suddenly feel like polite strangers.

Except for one person. A girl with dark eyes and even darker hair.
A girl who isn’t even an option.

At least, not anymore.

Dre can’t decide who she’s going to listen to. Her heart, her head, or her body. Because two out of those three things have her heading right back to Logan’s Beach. Closure is what she tells herself she’s seeking, but when she unlocks doors that were never meant to be opened she soon discovers that when it comes to Samuel Clearwater, closure might NEVER be an option.

This is book six in the King Series and the second part of Preppy and Dre’s story.

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“Oh yeah?” Preppy asked, taking a step forward, crowding me in, staring deep into my eyes with an intensity that had me biting down hard on my lower lip. “Do YOU like a clean look, Doc? Or do you like it dirty? Beards. Tattoos…scars?”
Yes, I like it dirty. So dirty.
I was stunned into silence. Preppy’s proximity was fucking with my brain, and I was afraid I was going to blurt out something that would dig me a deeper hole than I’d already dug for myself. I opened my mouth to answer, but I couldn’t get the words out. Not like I needed to. Preppy answered for me. “If I remember correctly, you like it dirty. Real fucking dirty.”
He took another step. “Remember that first time? In the field? By the train tracks? Remember how I pulled your hair while I fucked you from behind and stretched you open? Remember how it felt to have me moving inside of you? How it felt when you came and screamed in my fucking ear? I do. I remember. Thought of that scream every fucking day since. It was deafening.” He chuckled and pressed his teeth against his bottom lip. He groaned, the sound shot straight to my pussy. “I can still fucking hear it now.”
So can I.
The hair on the back of my neck stood on end. “What are you doing?” I asked, trying to step around him, but he pressed his hands against the wall, caging me in. The warmth of his chest radiated onto mine. I tried to look anywhere but into his eyes, afraid of what I might see, but there wasn’t anywhere else to look. He moved even closer.
Preppy pressed his knee between my thighs, parting my legs. “Me?” he asked, with mock innocence. “I’m just reminiscing with an old friend.”
“This doesn’t feel like just reminiscing.”
He stared intensely into my eyes. “No, not YET it doesn’t.” He grinned. “But it fucking will. Soon.”

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imageT.M. (Tracey Marie) Frazier resides in sunny Southwest Florida with her husband and three feisty fur kids.

She attended Florida Gulf Coast University where she specialized in public speaking. After years working in real estate and new home construction, she decided it was finally time to stop pushing her dreams to the back burner and pursue writing seriously.

In the third grade she wrote her very first story about a lost hamster. It earned rave reviews from both her teacher and her parents.

It only took her twenty years to start the next one.
It will not be about hamsters.

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