REVIEW & RELEASE DAY: Fling by Jana Aston

Today we have Fling by Jana Aston, a sexy romantic comedy that releases today!! Grab your copy and enter Jana’s giveaway today!

About Fling: I have a crush on my boss’ best friend. At least it’s not my brother’s best friend. Or my best friend’s brother. Or… never mind. It’s all pretty cliche.   And worse? My boss’ best friend is his business partner. Which sort of makes him my boss too. Okay - it’s not sort of. It’s definite. Gabe Laurent is off limits. Totally off limits.   Which is fine. I make do with my imagination. He’ll never know. Ever. Unless my work bestie passes me an eighties-style teen movie sex quiz during a meeting and I fill it out.   And it ends up in Gabe’s hands…

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 Gabe can take me any which way he wants!

Sandra is one lucky lady & I wish I had a Gabe in my life.

Love how we get a bit of the other characters from the previous 2 books and we finally get a book about Gabe & Sandra.  

Their chemistry was on fire and I really liked how with being a novella, I felt I was given a full book in the details of how these two find out they both are wanting the same thing, each other.

This book is a quick sexy, funny read that will have your cherries popping uncontrollably.

Loving this series and can't wait for TRUST to come out.

Can be read as a standalone but I highly suggest you read them all!

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It's a must read! 

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Exclusive Excerpt: "What do you think of Sandra?" I ask Sawyer as I snag a signed baseball from a display case along the far wall of his office. I settle into one of the guest chairs across his desk and toss the ball over my head before catching it again. He's reviewing something on his monitor and he pauses at my question and turns his attention to me. "You know she's the best executive assistant I've ever had. Do you need her help with something? I thought you were happy with Preston?" Somehow human resources only assigns me gay men or women old enough to have birthed me. I suspect that's on direct orders from Sawyer. Dick. I give the ball another toss and catch. "No, I meant, what do you think of Sandra as a woman?" "I don't," Sawyer says, narrowing his eyes at me. "She's got a thing for me," I say. "She doesn't," Sawyer says dismissively and taps the mouse on his desk, intent on ignoring me. "She does," I insist. "She's always looking at me." "Maybe she thinks you're an idiot." That's a distinct possibility. I've never been quite sure. Most of the time she ducks her head and calls me Mr. Laurent as she scurries past. It fucking turns me on, but I'm not sure if it turns her on or if she honestly just thinks I'm an asshole. "I think she's dating someone in marketing," Sawyer adds while tapping on his keyboard, engrossed with whatever's on the screen in front of him. "They broke up over the summer," I say confidently, leaning back in the chair and tossing the ball a little further in the air. "How do you know that?" Sawyer stops typing and crosses his arms across his chest. He doesn't look pleased with my knowledge of Sandra's dating life; I think he views her like the little sister he never had. "What could you possibly want to do with Sandra anyway?" I catch the ball as my brows raise in disbelief. "You need me to spell it out for you, buddy?" I lean forward in the chair and adopt a serious tone. "Sometimes, when two people are attracted to each other, they enjoy taking their clothing off together so they can—" "Shut up," Sawyer interrupts. "She's not really your type." "Beautiful?" I question. "Sweet," he replies. She is sweet, he's right about that. I think about the paper burning a hole in my pocket and wonder again if it was hers. I'd like it to be hers. I think sweet Sandra has a hidden dirty side, and I'd really like to uncover it.  

About Jana Aston: Jana Aston is the New York Times bestselling author of WRONG. She quit her super boring day job to whip up more books and is hoping that was not a stupid idea. In her defense, it was a really boring job.

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NEW RELEASE: Robbed by CL Sayers

Robbed by CL Sayers

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Blurb

Can two wrongs make a Mr. Right?
Olivia Murphy thought she'd managed to get a handle on her life. Robbed of her strength and confidence at school by a group of bullies, she fought back. She made a new life for herself. A new name. After losing her soon-to-be fiancé in a car accident, she sought out the armour she developed in school and refused to have anything more in her stolen.
Until she comes face to face with one of her tormentors. The one she trusted most of all. Who not only broke her psyche, but her heart too. Fintan Kelly.
Olivia decides that for once she's going to steal something back, revenge. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth and his heart for her heart.
Will her quest to avenge the wrongs from her past give her the closure she hopes? Or will she find that no matter how much of yourself, or your past, you try to change some wounds are so deep you don't even realise you're keeping them open?
Lies and misunderstandings from a mutually troubled past will either bring this couple together or rob them both of everything important.

 

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CL Sayers is a debut novelist from the UK. She writes under a pen name for professional reasons. She lives at home with her husband, 2 kids, an asshole cat, an easily confused turtle and an ever-changing rotation of fish.

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RELEASE DAY BLITZ: Stroked Hard by Meghan Quinn

We're celebrating the release of STROKED HARD! Check out the excerpt and teasers below!

STROKED HARD

Scheduled to release: November 1, 2016

Sports Romance
Cover Designed by: Indie Solutions by Murphy Rae

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He’s hot. Like, stop breathing kind of hot with his killer body, vivid blue eyes, and constant five o’clock shadow.

Did I mention his body?

Watching Hollis Knightly, Olympic diving gold medalist, man-pony specialist—and cocky bastard—stand up on the diving platform in nothing but a small piece of Spandex? Yeah, I’m beguiled.

And easily seduced.

I want to keep things light but he won’t leave me alone. And hell, if he’s not wearing me thin.

What is supposed to be a simple summer fling with a very hot man, has now morphed into a f*cked-up mess of feelings, attachment, and dare I say it…love. But I don’t do relationships. And Hollis Knightly does.

Excerpt:

A joke about Reese getting his makeup done is on the tip of my tongue when I turn to see a little brunette with sun-kissed hair, beautifully bronzed skin, and the biggest fucking green eyes I’ve ever seen standing behind Reese. 

Holy shit. 

The hottest fucking woman I’ve ever seen is standing behind him wearing ripped jean shorts, a tight-as-hell white tank top, and teal Converse. Her hair is shoulder length, wavy, and looks so fucking soft that all I want to do is bury my head in it. But what’s really causing my pants to grow tighter by the minute are her pink-glossed plump lips. I’m mesmerized by the way the lights bounce off them and I can’t fucking help the way my mind wanders, wondering all the ways I can have fun with those lips. 

“Are you coming, man?” Reese asks as he walks away.

What? Oh shit. 

“Sure. You need me to hold your hand like last time?” I ask, chasing after them. “I don’t mind, but when the scary blow dryer comes at you again, I won’t be cleaning your inner thighs again from pee dribble. I did it once and it was fucking creepy. Never again.”

I don’t get a response besides the middle finger directed at me from behind his back.

Reese sits in a black chair, his large body making the poor seat look like a toothpick. He exhales and slouches as Miss Pouty Lips starts to play around with his hair. 

Jealousy instantly consumes me. I want to blast my best friend from his seat and take his place just to experience the feel of her pink painted nails running through my hair. 

Are her toes painted pink as well? Or does she have them painted a different shade? Fuck, I don’t care, either way I’m hell-bent on figuring it out. 

“Do you have dryland later today or do you want to grab dinner?” Reese asks, pulling my eyes off her fingers for a second. 

“Are you paying?”

“Cheap fuck.”

I shrug. “I save my money for more important things, like dates.” The girl looks up at me and gives me a courtesy smile. Eh, I’ll take it. “Dude, you’re so fucking rude.”

“What did I do?” Reese asks. 

“Uh, you didn’t introduce me to your friend.” I nod at the girl. 

“Because I don’t even know her name.” Reese looks a little ashamed as he admits his fault. 

I come closer and say, “Then you are fucking rude.” I hold my hand out. “Hi, I’m Hollis and this is my rude as fuck friend, Reese.”

The girl shakes my hand quickly, giving me a brief taste of how her palm would match up with mine. “Melony. Nice to meet you.”

“Melony, what a beautiful name.”

Reese snorts, right between us. Not in an awkward kind of a way, more in a dude’s blowing up my game kind of way. 

He sits back in his chair and crosses his arms over his chest. “Oh shit, this is going to be good.”

Ignoring him, I keep my attention focused on Melony. “Do you frequent these shoots often?”

Another snort. “That’s the best you got?” Reese asks. “Come on, man. You’re better than the old ‘you come around here often’ pick-up line.”

He’s right, but fuck, I’m kind of thrown off my game a little. It’s the glossiness of her lips; they’re distracting me. Would that gloss help her slide right along my dick? 

Melony ignores Reese’s barb and says, “I do all hair and makeup for the show, mostly for Bellini.”

Conversation door open. 

“Oh shit, and you haven’t been burnt by dragon lady’s spitting fire yet?”

She flips her hair to the side and grins at me. “Why do you think my hair is short?”

Fuck. I like her. Just like that. The sexy grin, the flip of her soft hair, the mischief in her eyes. Yup, I’m a fucking goner. 

But just as soon as the words slip from her mouth, she straightens up and looks at Reese. “Oh crap. I didn’t mean that. I’m sorry, Mr. King. Bellini is . . .” she swallows hard and continues, “a nice lady.”

Reese waves it off. “She can be a bitch.”

It’s all he says but I know what he really means. Bellini is the epitome of the devil reincarnated. Unfortunately, given his situation, he has to be politically correct. Frankly I don’t know why he’s putting himself through this kind of torture. Trials aren’t for six months; you would think his publicist could come up with something else for him to do after his last stint at the Olympics. If I were him, I would fire my publicist’s ass. 

“Reese, can you spare a moment over here for a second?” a squirrely man I know by the name of Jasper asks. Reese excuses himself giving me the perfect opportunity to talk with Melony. 

She’s washing some makeup brushes, busying herself and staying as far away from me as possible. Too bad for her, I have other plans. 

“Where are you from, Melony?” She glances in my direction but turns back to her brushes. 

“Here,” she says curtly. 

“Born and raised a Cali girl, huh? That’s—”

“I’m going to stop you right there.” She holds her hand up. “I see where this is going.”

“And where is this going?” I ask, stepping closer to her. 

She gives me the once-over and puts her hand on her hip. “You say some cheesy stuff trying to get to know me. To be polite, I’ll entertain you and then you’ll ask me out. I’ll say no and then you’ll take that as a challenge.”

I scrunch my nose. “You would say no?” That’s kind of a first for me, so I’m interested to hear her answer. 

“Not used to the word? Does the Olympic diver always get what he wants?”

“Ah, so you know who I am.” I knowingly point at her. “I knew you did from the way you tried to see through my shirt. Don’t worry, sweetheart, the abs everyone talks about are real.”

She scoffs. “You’re pathetic.”

Well, that’s a first as well. 

“Are you trying to make me cry?” I tease. 

Rolling her eyes, she steps away, putting unwanted distance between us. “Seriously, not going to happen, Hollis, so pack up your pick-up lines and take them somewhere else.”

“Wow.” I rest my hip against one of the tables full of beauty shit and cross my arms over my chest. “Flatter yourself much? Who says I was even trying to pick you up? What if I was just trying to be nice? That’s kind of embarrassing for you, assuming such a thing.”

“Please, Hollis. Nice try. It’s not going to happen.”

Growing irritated, I ask, “And why not?”

“Because.” She points a makeup brush at me. “You’re not my type and I have zero interest in pursuing a relationship with you.” With that, she fucking wags her pert little ass away from me. 

Well, fuck me. That didn’t go as planned.

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STROKED by Meghan Quinn

Released: July 19, 2016
Cover Designer: Murphy Rae

Sports Romance
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BLURB:
Reese King: Olympic medalist, underwear model, Greek god.

His body is chiseled from rock, sculpted by the weight room, and refined by water.

On a daily basis his skin is completely bare for everyone to see, tan and defined, only covered up by a minuscule piece of spandex. There is no denying his sex appeal.

I hate to admit it, but I’m head over heels infatuated with him.

There is one HUGE problem though. His achingly gorgeous abs, inked up arm, and cocky swagger belong to my boss, the high-profile, reality star bitch from hell and certified heinous human being, Bellini Chambers.

What I think is going to be an easy job assisting a glorified wench turns into a cluster f*ck of epic proportions.

STROKED LONG by Meghan Quinn

Scheduled to release: September 20, 2016

Sports Romance
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From his dirty-blond hair and breathtaking smile, to the abs from heaven and the irresistible V in his waistline, everything about Bodi Olympic-gold-medalist Banks screams hot piece of @$$.

Yet there’s more.

Dark shadows lurk behind his soulful, serious eyes.

I’m enamored. He’s captured me.

How can running an art foundation with Bodi Banks turns into a slow-burning, epic romance, even though he tries to push me away at every chance? How can I stay away from a broken, routine-driven man whose soul cries to be forgiven for a crime only he believes he committed? Or is that a lie?

**STROKED LONG can be read as a stand alone.

About the Author:

Born in New York and raised in Southern California, Meghan has grown into a sassy, peanut butter eating, blonde haired swearing, animal hoarding lady. She is known to bust out and dance if "It's Raining Men" starts beating through the air and heaven forbid you get a margarita in her, protect your legs because they may be humped.

Once she started commuting for an hour and twenty minutes every day to work for three years, she began to have conversations play in her head, real life, deep male voices and dainty lady coos kind of conversations. Perturbed and confused, she decided to either see a therapist about the hot and steamy voices running through her head or start writing them down. She decided to go with the cheaper option and started writing... enter her first novel, Caught Looking.

Now you can find the spicy, most definitely on the border of lunacy, kind of crazy lady residing in Colorado with the love of her life and her five, furry four legged children, hiking a trail or hiding behind shelves at grocery stores, wondering what kind of lube the nervous stranger will bring home to his wife. Oh and she loves a good boob squeeze!

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COVER REVEAL: Tough Luck by Liv Morris

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By Liv Morris

You loved Hard Luck...

Are you ready to meet another Luck brother?

From USA Today Bestselling author Liv Morris

comes a sexy standalone romcom

Tough Luck releases on December 1st!  

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Blurb

Amelia Adams…

Just the mention of her name makes my blood pressure soar. She’s the hot as hell reporter who told the world my days as Chicago’s quarterback were over and made my fans doubt me. Who the hell does she think she is to give my throwing arm its last rites? Now the team owner wants us to do some messed up reality show together called Beauty and the Baller. During the season, I eat, sleep, and breathe football. This Beauty better not mess with my game, or this Baller is going to pull the plug on her show.

Bryce Luck…

He hates my guts. Big time. One stupid news report and I’m on his sh*t list for life. I wish I could take back my words, but I was following orders. Just like I am now. My boss wants me to produce a sports feature where I follow Bryce around 24/7, including the locker room. His blue eyes and dimpled smile make my knees weak, and I lose all perspective. I tried to fight it—my attraction and the show. Tried to say it was a bad idea. You know what they told me? A respectable reporter gets the job done. Well, Bryce isn’t the only one who knows how to dish it out. I’ll give him a taste of his own tough luck.

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USA Today bestselling author, Liv Morris, was raised in the Ozark Mountains of Missouri. She now resides on the rock known as St. Croix, USVI with her first and hopefully last husband. After relocating twelve times during his corporate career, she qualifies as a professional mover. Learning to bloom where she's planted, Liv brings her moving and life experience to her writing.

 

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REVIEW: Badd Motherf*cker by Jasinda Wilder

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Your wedding day is supposed to be the happiest day of your life, right? That’s what they say, at least. I went into that day hoping I’d get the happiest day of my life. What I got? The worst. I mean, you really can’t get any worse of a day without someone actually dying.

So…I may have gotten just a little drunk, and maybe just a tad impetuous…

And landed myself in a dive bar somewhere in Alaska, alone, still in my wedding dress, half-wasted and heart-broken.

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Eight brothers, one bar.

Sounds like the beginning to a bad joke, yeah?

I kinda think so.

Wanna hear another joke? A girl walks into a bar, soaking wet and wearing a wedding dress.

I knew I shouldn’t have touched her. She was hammered, for one thing, and heartbroken for another. I’ve chased enough tail to know better. That kinda thing only leads to clinginess, and a clingy female is the last thing on this earth I need.

I got a bar needs running, and only me to run it—at least until my seven wayward brothers decide to show their asses up…

Then this chick walks in, fine as hell, wearing a soaked wedding dress that leaves little enough to the imagination—and I’ve got a hell of an imagination.
I knew I shouldn’t have touched her. Not so much as a finger, not even innocently.

But I did.

                

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Well 1st off, if I ever go to Alaska, I will be totally searching for my own BADD brother, especially Mr. Sebastian Badd!

I am ruined...like ruined in such a good way that seriously this book had me in all kinds of feels.

My cherries were  feeling sad, angsty, loving.  Author Jasinda Wilder took us to a new level of OMG in this new series.  It has tons of exciting twists and moments that will keep you entertained.

I never thought that reading the word F*ck said soo many times by mostly every character in this book would be such a hot turn on.  I love the word but gosh when it is coming out of the mouth of Sebastian to Dru...

Yep this book did me in good!  I mean without spoiling the book, I can say honestly that I read the best 2 1/2 chapters of my life this year!  The intensty of Dru & Sebastian together that came off those pages had me like ...

Just anexcellent read that I HIGHLY recommend you read.  

I can't wait to read about the other brothers in the series.  They all caught my interest when introduced in this book!

Yes there are more of them.  7 others to be exact!

Bring it on Jasinda!

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On my Top Must Reads for 2016!

**ARC kindly provided by Author in exchange for an honest review***

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New York Times, USA Today, Wall Street Journal, and internationally bestselling author Jasinda Wilder is a Michigan native with a penchant for titillating tales about sexy men and strong women. Her bestselling titles include Alpha, Stripped, Wounded, and the #1 Amazon.com and international bestseller Falling into You. You can find her on her farm in northern Michigan with her husband, author Jack Wilder, her six children, and a menagerie of animals.

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