tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21373137155794104472024-02-07T14:12:38.134+00:00Emily WoodEmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05773263727201169183noreply@blogger.comBlogger133125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2137313715579410447.post-77800066538815577952015-01-19T18:36:00.001+00:002015-01-19T18:36:47.194+00:00The Rags and Riches Series Box SetYep, that's right! It's here! All three Rags and Riches books are now available in a box set, and guess what? You can grab the series now for a special discounted release price of just 99c! <br />
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<em>Sometimes you can find love in the most unexpected places.</em><br />
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Sparks fly as three couples who seem all wrong for each other tackle the
obstacles thrown in their way in search of true love. Opposites attract, yet
those opposites might actually have far more in common than they think. Can
social divisions and personal barriers be overcome in order to find a happily
ever after together? <br />
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<em>Business and Pleasure</em>:<br />When sexy, rich Lawrence Russo asks Mia to
come and work for him in Italy for two weeks, she jumps at the chance. After
all, it beats pole dancing, and the salary he offers her is practically obscene.
A relationship quickly begins to develop between the two, but Mia can't help but
wonder if Lawrence's feelings for her are genuine or if he feels he's just
paying for a service.<br />
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<em>The Best of Both Worlds</em>:<br />Melissa Morgan seems to have it all—her
modeling career is taking off and she's engaged to one of the most eligible
bachelors in London. But when she finds Jonathan cheating on her again, she
finds solace in the arms of Riley, a sexy bar owner trying to recover from the
heartbreak of his last relationship. Melissa shouldn't even want Riley, but she
can't seem to stay away, especially when she finds in him everything that's
missing in her relationship with Jonathan.<br />
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<em>The Right Kind of Wrong</em>:<br />Harriet Jones has spent years trying to
win her father's affection, but time and time again she's been left feeling that
she just isn't good enough. When she starts to fall for her
rough-around-the-edges neighbor she knows her father would never approve. All he
will see is man who was just released from jail, not a man who's determined to
turn his life around.<br />
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Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05773263727201169183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2137313715579410447.post-8750612845385519232014-10-24T07:00:00.000+01:002014-10-24T07:00:00.046+01:00Beachwalk Press Halloween Blog Hop<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Now that I have children of my own, I find myself always replaying memories of my childhood. I always knew it was a good one, but I never appreciated just how much effort must have gone into things until I started contemplating doing them for my children. </div>
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Because we lived miles from anywhere, and had a huge family (my parents fostered children), trick or treating was kind of impossible. So what my parents used to do was dress up the whole house in lots of glowing things and pumpkins, lanterns and candles, cobwebs...you name it. We'd all dress up ourselves, have some seasonal food like pumpkin soup or pumpkin cake, and then all the lights would go out, our house was be transformed into this spooky maze, and we'd go on this treasure hunt for our sweets and chocolate. The spooky twist? Our parents would also be hiding somewhere ready to jump out on us along the way. Somehow regular trick or treating had never managed to measure up to the hours of fun I remember having on Halloween as a young child. I only hope I can make it just as fun this year for my own children :)</div>
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Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05773263727201169183noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2137313715579410447.post-58117018814577338622014-09-15T07:00:00.000+01:002014-09-15T17:00:04.664+01:00Employee of the Month by Tracey RogersThank you for hosting me today! Here’s my latest release Employee of the Month.<br />
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</b><i>Some rules are made to be broken…<br />
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Rule number 1: No touching<br />
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Rule number 2: No kissing<br />
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Rule number 3: Never, ever, fall in love<br />
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Holly Wilder finds some of those rules pretty difficult to follow during her boss’s visits to present the Employee of the Month award. A relationship between them is prohibited, and even if it wasn’t, Holly has no intention of ever falling in love again. But that doesn’t stop her from craving Max’s touch. <br />
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Hotel owner Max Lazzari never expected to break his own rules, especially when they are so important to him. But sexy employee Holly is too hard to resist. Their no-strings, secret arrangement fits in perfectly with his no-commitment plan. A plan to ensure that no woman will ever again have the opportunity to hurt him.<br />
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Sizzling nights together mean Holly and Max start looking forward to the monthly visits more and more. Until they are both brought down to earth with a bump—a pregnancy one!<br />
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Content Warning:<span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;"> </span></span>contains sensual sex and some strong language<br />
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</strong>Holly carried a tray holding freshly ground coffee. The plush carpeted corridor absorbed the tension in her legs as she headed to Max Lazzari’s office. Dragging air deep into her lungs, she inhaled the aroma of coffee, allowing it to invigorate her senses.<br />
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<i>Must be professional</i>, she reminded her lust-filled brain, though her body’s reactions were refusing to comply.<br />
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Balancing the tray on one of her not quite controlled arms, Holly sucked in a breath before knocking on the door.<br />
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"Come in." His deep tone made her tray wobble. She watched with wide eyes as the coffee almost sloshed over the rim of the cup, then watched how the ripples of liquid aftershock mirrored the way her insides felt.<br />
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Complete turmoil.<br />
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His keen green eyes, hooded beneath long lashes, were lifted up at her.<br />
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She carried the tray over to set it on the desk. "I believe you wanted to speak to me about an upcoming function. Which function would that be?"<br />
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He rose, startling her. Her shaky fingers still gripped the tray, but now her hold whitened her knuckles. The cup rattled.<br />
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"This one," his husky voice said. With a grin he took her chin in his hand and captured her mouth with his. He dropped his hand, bracing both of them on the desk to kiss her more thoroughly, more deeply.<br />
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Holly allowed arousal to cascade through her, absorbing the softness and skill of his lips as he teased and swept, offering her the taste she’d been craving. She lifted her hand to thread her fingers through the dark hair at his nape.<br />
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God, she’d been waiting for this.<br />
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Arching closer, her thighs dug hard into the desk edge. She tilted her head, inviting him deeper. If her darned pencil skirt wasn’t so tight she’d have crawled over the desk by now. She heard a soft groan. Hers.<br />
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"Missed me?" Max chuckled as he gave her his now familiar lopsided grin. The one she held in her memory to help her through the weeks.<br />
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"I did," she confirmed, frowning as she mourned the loss of his lips. "There was an extra day in this month."<br />
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She rested her palms over his jaw, covering the dimples in his tanned cheeks. She liked the feel of his smooth, clean shaven skin, the warmth against her needy hands.<br />
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"But you broke the rules, Mr. Lazzari. Absolutely no touching at work, remember?"<br />
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Usually found with a pen in my hand, or my head in a book, I’m a contemporary romance author who also thinks fangs and wings are a very attractive accessory.<br />
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A devourer of books from an early age, imagination was my best discovery. I spent much of my childhood stepping into wardrobes, searching for that magical snowy world where conversing with animals would be expected. When I wasn’t searching for those worlds, I wrote about them instead. My first step into the world of romance was when I stole sneak peeks into my nana’s books. I’m still in that world and I refuse to leave.<br />
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I live in Staffordshire, UK, with my husband and three wonderful children. An avid reader and writer of romance, I strongly believe that words make the world go around. I like nothing more than to be swept away by the words on a page. I hope I can sweep you away too.<br />
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Ruthlessly, she pushed the memory away and pressed on, refusing to be distracted by the thrum in her blood that insisted she take him up on his offer. Right Now. ‘I’m not looking for a relationship, or to get involved with someone I know. I’m not a stayer.’</div>
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‘So what I’m trying to say was that last night was a mistake. I’m sorry.’</div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Lynette slipped her shoes off, rolled her jeans to her knees, and dipped her feet in the cool lake. A massive weeping willow loomed overhead, by the light of the night the cascading leaves looked like a flowing waterfall.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"Sharon and Kyle are pretty great. I've been to their house, seen the tropical paradise backyard, but this… I had no idea it was so beautiful. No wonder Kayla asked to have her wedding here." She raised an eyebrow, gave him a teasing grin. "Have you decided yet if you're going?"</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"Well, if you do go, be warned, there will be dancing." Lynette plucked her feet from the water and stood. She grabbed her phone from her front pocket and searched through her music. She'd never danced lakeside under moonlight, and didn't want to pass up the chance, or the opportunity to be in his arms again. "You might want to practice. After all, there's no better way to woo the ladies. What will your date think if you're not fully prepared to swing her around the dance floor as if you own it?"</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"Nope. I'm seizing the moment." She hit <em>play</em> on her phone, and a slow melody filled the silence of the night air. "Dance with me."</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"Of course! Why not?" Lynette grabbed his hand and pulled him to his feet. The hint of a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. The gesture caused all kinds of crazy little birds to take flight in her chest. "What else are we gonna do? Sit here and drink beer until we both pass out?" She laughed once then stood firm, feigning a serious face. "Wait, you didn't bring me out here to the most romantic spot I've seen in forever for nothing, did you?"</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Ty took her other hand, maneuvered her in a half twist so her back was to his chest, then spun her out to the extent of his arm and back in where they faced each other. His right hand landed on the small of her back and pulled her close. He chuckled and did some kind of waltz type step to the music. Placing his palm on her chest, he pushed until her back arched in a way she never knew it could. Slowly, Ty ran his hand down the length of her torso, leaving a trail of unbridled heat that sent every ounce of blood in her body gushing straight to her core. By the time he jerked her back up her entire body had become a trembling heap. When their eyes met, she nearly came apart and fell through the cracks of the wood decking.<em>What the hell?</em></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> I loved this book so much! Can't Let You Go is part of a series but can easily be read as a stand alone. The great characters from the other books adds flavour to the book either way. I adore Sidda's writing style, it's totally unique and believable, really making her characters pop. Lynette was a brilliant character, realistically quirky, independent and strong, she was exactly my type of heroine. Ty made a super hot tortured hero, and I just couldn't get enough of the tension between these two! This is a book you'll be glad you got your hands on, and it'll make you want to go straight online to get the rest of the series if you haven't already read them!</span><br />
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Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05773263727201169183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2137313715579410447.post-11368975976560713952014-08-17T07:00:00.000+01:002014-08-17T07:00:00.845+01:00#Sexy Snippets - Let It Burn<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Aaah my goodness! Release day is tomorrow! So here is the first sexy snippet from <em>Let It Burn...</em><br />
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"Don’t tease," Lydia chided, smoothing her hair self-consciously. </div>
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"I wasn’t. I happen to think you look very good for somebody who just stepped off a plane." </div>
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Wanting nothing more at that moment than to die, Lydia started to walk straight past him, thinking a refreshing shower would be nice. But he took hold of her arm as she walked past, pulling her back up against him so that her hips met his thigh. </div>
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He tucked one of what must have been many wayward locks of hair behind her ear and then whispered into it. "When I tease you, sweetheart, you’ll know it." </div>
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Ryan has learned his lesson when it comes to women. In his experience, relationships mean heartache and pain. But when he meets Lydia, everything changes. She’s a breath of fresh air, and everything he didn’t even know he was looking for. There’s just one problem—she doesn’t want to be a part of his life. Will a weekend in Saint-Tropez give Ryan the opportunity he needs to win Lydia’s heart, or will their desires turn to ashes? </span><div style="text-align: center;">
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</span>Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05773263727201169183noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2137313715579410447.post-69667748689433194602014-08-16T07:00:00.000+01:002014-08-16T07:00:00.396+01:00Let It Burn goes on tour!<div align="center">
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Let It Burn releases THIS Monday! Make sure you check out where I'll be stopping off on my tour!<br />
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August 18th:</div>
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<a href="http://www.aneroticadventure.blogspot.co.uk/">Tabitha Rayne </a></div>
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August 19th:</div>
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<a href="http://siddaleetate.blogspot.co.uk/">Sidda Lee Tata</a></div>
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<a href="http://conniebretes.weebly.com/connies-blog">Constance Bretes</a></div>
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<a href="http://ellajadeauthor.blogspot.co.uk/">Ella Jade</a></div>
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<a href="http://www.taramillsromance.com/">Tara Mills</a></div>
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August 21st:</div>
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<a href="http://www.laceywolfe.com/">Lacey Wolfe</a> </div>
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August 22nd:</div>
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<a href="http://elodieparkes.blogspot.co.uk/">Elodie Parkes</a></div>
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Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05773263727201169183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2137313715579410447.post-90895571753059124172014-08-14T07:00:00.000+01:002014-08-14T07:00:02.878+01:00The Baby Contract by Olivia Starke - Review<div style="text-align: center;">
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<em>Having a baby is Abby's dream. Will Liam's enemies stop her happily ever
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Liam Whitmore III is floored by the surprise stipulation in his father's
will—provide an heir within one year or he'll lose the controlling portion of
Whitmore Incorporated to his cousin Spencer. The corporation is Liam's life.
He'll do anything to keep his cousin's hands off of it, including finding a
woman who'll bear his child. Though finding the right woman seems an impossible
task since he doesn't have room in his life for anything except running the
company. He doesn't want a wife, just an heir.<br />
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Abby Haden's family is about to lose their ranch, the only life her ailing
father and brother have ever known. She feels helpless and is desperate to help.
When the most coveted bachelor in Austin, Liam Whitmore III, also known as the
Takeover Tyrant, offers to pay her to have his child it seems too incredible to
be true. She's all but given up hope of ever having a baby. Not only will her
dream of being a mother come true, but she can also save the family ranch.<br />
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keep their hearts out of what it takes to make a baby. Even as they sort out
their feelings, others have their eye on Whitmore Incorporated. Liam and Abby
will soon discover how far they'll go to make sure Abby never produces that
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<a href="http://beachwalkpress.com/the-baby-contract/">Beachwalk Press</a> <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Baby-Contract-Billionaire-Bachelor-Book-ebook/dp/B00LXQUE8I/ref=sr_1_4?ie=UTF8&qid=1407956023&sr=8-4&keywords=beachwalk+press">Amazon</a></div>
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of Olivia Starke’s anyway, but she really exceeded herself with this! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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a great character because the reader really gets to experience his growth
gradually throughout the book. He comes across believably cold at the beginning
of the book, though his attraction to Abby is obvious from the word go. Abby is
the kind of heroine that is unsure of herself enough to gain the readers
sympathy, and strong enough to keep it! Their relationship was addictive from
start to finish.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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clear reasons for Liam’s cousin to do the things he does throughout the story,
and he is thoroughly believable. This book has the sweet and the spicy,
excitement, danger and emotion. I can’t wait to read the second one! <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05773263727201169183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2137313715579410447.post-70558997510788314522014-08-07T07:00:00.000+01:002014-08-07T07:00:02.855+01:00Captivated by Ashlynn Munroe - Review<div align="center">
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<em>Will Franny choose to live or just to survive?</em> </div>
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Hardship, pain, and strife describes life on Utopia, a mining colony far from
Earth. Women are a rare commodity. When an alien trade ship arrives with a cargo
containing a human woman, every man on Utopia shows up to bid. Three friends
pool their funds in the hope they'll have a human woman in their beds to keep
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Francesca Dehart suffered the terror of aliens abducting her from a country
road. The horror of being kidnapped and then sold as a sex slave is beyond
anything Franny has ever imagined. With no hope of being rescued she finds
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Can Cade, Nebraska, and Dawson show Franny her new life is more than a
prison? They need her, but will she stay with them or run at the first
opportunity? Can they hold onto the woman they've grown to love and protect her
from the others who will stop at nothing to have her?</div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">First of all, I’m a huge fan of Ashlynn Munroe’s, and when I
saw this book I was expecting something along the lines of Given, which I
loved. Well, though there were similarities, this book was totally different in
a good way, and I absolutely loved it. Ashlynn has a great imagination, and I
was totally absorbed in the book and curious about how the heroine Franny would
survive in this hostile planet. I loved how the feelings of all the characters
developed through the course of the story, and the ending was perfect. All I
can say is if you’re a fan of sci-fi romance, go pick this up today because you
don’t want to miss this fantastic story!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05773263727201169183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2137313715579410447.post-47884338125198027442014-08-05T07:00:00.000+01:002014-08-05T09:56:47.529+01:00The Summer Heat by Elodie Parkes<span lang="EN"><em>I have Elodie Parkes here today sharing a little bit about her story </em>The Summer Heat<em> which is released today. Sounds hot! Over to you Elodie...</em><br />
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Thank you for inviting me to your blog to talk about my new Evernight Publishing release, ‘The Summer Heat’.<br />
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A ménage romance, two guys and a girl, this is erotic, contemporary romance that sizzles.<br />
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When lifelong friends Nate and Evan watch the arrival of a new neighbor, they never expect to find their friendship rocked by the lovely Annabel who moves into the empty house next door.<br />
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The inspiration came from a tree being cut down in the communal gardens where I currently live. I didn’t even see it felled, but I was immensely saddened as this was a healthy young tree. In my story, the gorgeous guys are cutting down a diseased tree in their garden, and that’s how they see Annabel move in next door. <br />
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Annabel. She’s ready for love and looking for someone after her last miserable relationship. I imagine her surprise when she meets Nate and Evan, and has strong attraction to both of them.<br />
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Nate: He’s gentle, kind, sensually sexy, very good looking. Friends mean a lot to him. You can feel safe and loved with him, but boy do you know when he’s made love to you.<br />
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Evan: Strong, alpha, hides his emotions, but sex just drips from his gorgeous body. He calls you babe and takes charge, all the while your soft skin under his fingertips blows his mind.<br />
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<span lang="EN">An hour later, when only the big carton in her study remained to unpack, the doorbell rang. A lurch of anticipation tightened her stomach. She took a deep breath and went to open the door on shaky legs. <i>Calm down, </i>she told herself.<br />
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A sexual charge from the connection forced her eyes closed for a second. She pulled herself together. "Do you want to go down to the kitchen? I’ve got cold beer and some juice. How did the tree stump digging go? Did you get it out?" She knew she gabbled, but couldn’t help it. Their nearness set her heart beating fast again. Her initial confidence when she’d met them was gone in the face of just how hot they were. <i>Suppose they have girlfriends already and are just being neighborly? Suppose they don’t find me attractive in that way? </i>Then she read the expression in his eyes when she offered Evan a bottle of beer. <i>He likes me just fine</i>. She touched her fingertips to his as she gave him the cold bottle. Rivers of sensation ran up to her elbow, and her thighs clenched involuntarily but deliciously. <br />
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<i>Wow, he likes me. </i>The thought brought a smile, and she sparkled at them both. "I’ll just get a glass of juice, and then we can go to the back room. It’s more comfortable there. We can sit and you can tell me all about the town. Have you lived here long?"<br />
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British author writing romance, erotic, contemporary, and often with a twist of
mystery, paranormal or suspense. Her books are always steamy, cool stories and
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night, loving the cloak of silent darkness that descends on the rural
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Without warning, Jamie brushed his lips lightly against Harriet’s, and she felt a tingling sensation from where he had kissed her right down to the pit of her stomach. Despite her initial shock, she closed her eyes and gave herself to the kiss, swaying into him and hoping to feel his body against hers. But all too quickly he pulled away and stepped back. Harriet gasped and touched her mouth with her fingers, staring at him, willing him to explain himself. </div>
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Fresh out of jail, Jamie Pierce is desperate to change his ways and become a better person. He wants to earn enough money to get out of London for good and live a quiet life somewhere in the country. But then he meets Harriet Jones, a beautiful young fashion designer who is plagued by self-doubt, and suddenly leaving doesn’t seem so simple. </div>
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Harriet has spent years trying to win her father’s affection, but time and time again she’s been left feeling that she just isn’t good enough. When she starts to fall for her rough-around-the-edges neighbor, she knows her father would never approve. </div>
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It was only meant to be a fling, but maybe the person who seems so wrong for her could be just the kind of person she needs. Can Jamie help Harriet learn to believe in herself, or will she remain trapped in her own prison of self-doubt? </div>
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<em>A woman with secrets. A man with honor. Can love survive?</em><br />
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When an unknown foe kidnaps Alex Caden, her rescue comes at the hands of an
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killers dogging their every step and secrets unfolding can they find love or
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first couple of lines, and kept you guessing until the end. It took me a while
to understand what was happening, but I mean that in a good way, because the
suspense was riveting. The writing was brilliant, and the characters, wow. Alex
is a kick ass heroine with a vulnerable side, and Slade, her sexy saviour, was
everything you want from a hero. The tension sizzles right from their first
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I can't tell you how excited I am for the release of my next book, <em>Let It Burn. </em>A little bit of nail biting going on, because it's the first stand alone book I've written, but when Lydia's character popped into my head she refused to budge until I'd written her a sexy storyline. So want to know what's standing between her and gorgeous Ryan?<em></em></div>
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<span>Sometimes one person can make you question everything you thought you wanted.<br /><br />Lydia James is a struggling scriptwriter with big dreams. She's determined to conquer the movie world, and equally determined to stay out of the limelight while she does it. So what happens when she meets Ryan Sharpe, a British actor and Hollywood's next big thing? He could hold the keys to her future, but with him, flying under the radar doesn't seem to be an option.<br /><br />Ryan has learned his lesson when it comes to women. In his experience, relationships mean heartache and pain. But when he meets Lydia, everything changes. She's a breath of fresh air, and everything he didn't even know he was looking for. There's just one problem—she doesn't want to be a part of his life. Will a weekend in Saint-Tropez give Ryan the opportunity he needs to win Lydia's heart, or will their desires turn to ashes?</span>Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05773263727201169183noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2137313715579410447.post-62183482993001148222014-07-11T07:00:00.000+01:002014-07-11T07:00:02.357+01:00Beachwalk Press Turns 3!<div style="text-align: center;">
Happy Birthday Beachwalk Press! I'm so lucky to have stumbled across this publisher when I was looking for a home for my first book <em>Business and Pleasure </em>just over two years ago! I can honestly say that I could not have found a better home, nor a more supportive group of authors. Here's to many more years together! </div>
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Please leave a comment below to be in with a chance of winning a $100 Amazon or Barnes and Noble gift card (winners choice). I will also be giving away a copy of one of the e-books from my series <em>Rags and Riches </em>and will be choosing a winner randomly from the comments below! Good luck!</div>
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Rand stared at Caroline, taking in what she had just told him. "You lied to me," he retorted sharply. "First you told me that you didn't have a conversation with him, now you're telling me that you did. Your story is starting to fall apart. You need to tell me the whole truth. Was this man stalking you? Did he bother you in any way? Why did you go to his apartment and threaten him and then kill him?" Rand asked, his voice rose in anger.<br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Constance Bretes is an author of contemporary romance and suspense. Her romance books are often set in different parts of the country, but her favorite site is Montana. She's married to her best friend and resides in Michigan with him and a houseful of cats. When she's not at her regular 8-to-5 job, she can be found writing, researching, and spending time with her husband.</span><br />
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Local bar owner Cali Tate has always been trendy, easy-going, and impulsive. She isn't afraid to take chances, but her carefree attitude may have put her restaurant in jeopardy. Her failing business is beginning to take a toll on her, both mentally and financially. When her best friend asks her to do a favor and take some books to the town's reclusive professor Cali welcomes the distraction. To her surprise, the sexy professor is nothing like she had pictured him.</div>
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Dr. Carter Stavros wants to be left alone. He's set in his ways and doesn't want to be bothered with the outside world. Wanting to escape the demons of his recent past, he moved to Steeple, taking a sabbatical from his teaching job to write a book. He wasn't prepared for the spunky, persistent bar owner to invade his life. But the more she pushes, the more intrigued he becomes.</div>
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After lunch, another hour of conversation, and a long swim, Cali lounged on the chair by the pool. Her shoulder-length blonde hair dried naturally and curled at the ends. Carter watched as she closed her eyes and enjoyed the afternoon sun. Her tanned skin glistened with sunscreen and her tiny bikini was almost dry. He wondered how many hours of intense workouts created a body like hers.</div>
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"Are you admiring me again?" she asked with her eyes still closed.</div>
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As improper as it was, he couldn't take his gaze away from her right nipple. The evidence straining against her damp bikini indicated a piercing of some sort. He'd never been more fascinated by anyone before. Throughout the years he'd seen quite a few attractive young women on campus, but he never acted on impulse when it came to students, no matter how tempting. Cali wasn't a student. She was a quirky, attractive woman who was very much in touch with her sexuality. She turned him on. He wanted to explore with her.</div>
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He sat on the edge of the lounge chair, taking her right ankle into his hand. "Here." He outlined the small butterfly that permanently marked her skin.</div>
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"That's one." She opened her eyes when he trailed his hand up her leg and to her hip.</div>
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It had been years since he had pursued a woman. He'd gotten married when he was twenty-four and stayed faithful through the whole fourteen years of that turbulent relationship.</div>
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"Two." He swept his fingers over the pink-and-purple-colored rose petals sprinkled along her hip.</div>
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He took her hand in his and examined more rose petals on the inside of her wrist. "Do they hold significance?" He traced his fingertips over the tattoo, indulging in her smooth skin beneath his touch. The way her flesh prickled in response instigated his actions.</div>
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"I like roses." She sat up, placed her legs across his lap, and leaned closer to his face. "My mother had the most beautiful rose bushes in our backyard." She pushed her hair to the side and tilted her neck. "Four."</div>
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"It's exquisite," he mumbled as he took in the ivy that started at her collarbone and flowed down the back of her shoulder blade.</div>
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"I'm not usually." He ran his thumb from the start of the tattoo to where it ended on her back. He wanted to feel every inch of her forbidden flesh. She shivered when he stopped. "It goes back to those boundaries you don't have."</div>
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Reaching out, she placed her palm on his cheek, directing him closer to her lips. "The question is…" She brushed her mouth against his chin. "Do you have enough for both of us?"</div>
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When the Olympian Gods contest that the Romans aren’t nearly as mighty as they think they are, Ares, the God of War, is the first one to prove it by spending a month as a Roman. Ares arrives in Rome as a Gladiator, thrilled to have a human body in which to kick some ass. His first chance at Gladiator glory is to reenact the slaughter of the Sabines but when Ares spots a beautiful slave with eyes blazing with courage, he refuses to tear through the defenseless prisoners. <br /><br />Eirana of the Gauls is only one of hundreds of women taken as slaves by the Romans. Weaponless and starved for days, she’s forced into the coliseum to be symbolically massacred. She’s seen the infamous Gladiators in action enough to know there will be no mercy. But then something incredible happens, one Gladiator chooses to protect the defenseless women. He claims to be a God, but he bleeds just like a human. <br /><br />Eirana is the most incredible being Ares has ever seen. With only a month in the human realm, the God refuses to leave until knowing she is safe. But if he can conquer the Romans keeping her as a slave, will his heart still be able to let her go?<br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I love ancient Rome, I love mythology, and Jaye managed to
bring the two together in an intense, thrilling romance that kept me captivated
from the first page. This was one of those rare books where I had absolutely no
idea what was going to happen next right up until the very last page. The
romance that blossoms between Ares and Eirana was both sweet and sensual, and
totally addictive. Jaye managed to create a true hero who leapt right off the
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Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05773263727201169183noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2137313715579410447.post-55948270686004308672014-05-27T11:37:00.001+01:002014-05-27T11:37:29.753+01:00Want to see what I've got in store for you this summer?Firstly, I'm so sorry for the silence! I know that apart from posting the odd review and promotion, you haven't heard much from me for, well, far too long. Mostly it's because my personal life has been so very busy I hardly seem to have time to get near my laptop to do anything writing related these days. However, you'll be glad to know that when I have had a spare hour here and there, I was busy writing! I have a stand alone, hot summer read coming your way in August called <em>Let It Burn</em>, coming of course from my favourite publisher Beachwalk Press. Want to see the cover?<br />
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Told you it was hot ;) watch this space and I'll post a blurb and excerpt soon!Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05773263727201169183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2137313715579410447.post-55682763812496922192014-05-26T07:00:00.000+01:002014-05-26T10:48:36.875+01:00Sexual Politics - Review<div style="text-align: center;">
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He understands her. He wants her. After feeling invisible to her husband,
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The senator put his arm around his wife while she stood, frozen, her
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Yes, well…” The senator rubbed his hands together. “The sooner I
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">She seemed to shrink, as if letting go of the tension took an inch
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The corner of her mouth twitched and she nodded, her lovely hazel
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">They ditched their glasses and headed to the atrium. Twice his hand
strayed automatically toward the small of her back as they walked. He had to
remind himself not to touch her.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Collecting their coats, he helped her into hers then slipped on his
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He didn’t hesitate to offer his arm on the way out. Her high heels
demanded it. Even though the sidewalk had clearly been shoveled once already,
snow continued to fall, the scattered salt leaving circular patterns of melt
amidst the slick. The doorman waved a cab forward and opened the door for them.
Sean helped her into the back then slid in after her.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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eight inches from hers as they rode across the city. If they both stretched out
a pinky, they might even touch. Beyond handshakes, she hadn’t touched a man in
so long. Gary no longer counted. He only touched her in public. After his
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Glancing surreptitiously at Sean O’Donnell as he watched the scenery
pass, she was struck by how handsome he was, in a completely natural way. There
was no hint of product in his hair to tame and control the wayward curls
flaring out behind his ears. If anyone gave Gary’s hair a little pat it would
shift on his head like one solid, perfect helmet.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Even though it was faint, she could smell Old Spice coming off her
quiet seatmate. It made her smile. Ah, memories. Back in the day, she used to
love that aftershave. Gary only wore expensive cologne.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Sean cleaned up nicely, but she could tell he was as uncomfortable
with the public side of his life as she was with hers. There was something
genuine about him. After living with a facsimile of a human being for seven
years, that was an attractive quality to have.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The cab turned onto her street and she began to worry the purse in
her lap. Their ride had taken no time at all. They pulled to the curb in front
of her townhouse and she started to open the clasp on her purse for her share
of the fare. That’s when Sean O’Donnell finally touched her bare hand, stopping
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Thank you.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He exited the car then held the door, assisting her out. “I’ll walk
you up.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Afraid it would feel too much like the end of an awkward date, she
declined his offer, though she appreciated his consideration. “That isn’t
necessary.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Don’t forget, the Russell Gallery. I hope to see you there, Mrs.
Hubbard.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Flattered, she laughed softly. “I’ll be there. But please, call me
Justine.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">She liked how his eyes crinkled at the corners when he smiled.
“Sean.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Thank you for the ride.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“My pleasure. Goodnight, Justine.” He stood there, silent and
seemingly unaffected by the large, fluffy snowflakes settling on his hair and
shoulders.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Goodnight, Sean.” Feeling a blush coming on, she hurried up her
front steps and slipped her key in the lock. He was still watching over her
from the open car door when she turned on the light and stepped into the foyer.
Lifting her hand, she gave him a final parting wave.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Nodding once in return, he dipped his head and got back into the
taxi.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">As the car pulled away, she fell against the door and turned the
deadbolt, her heart racing in a thrilling and inappropriate way.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="color: #354fa1;">About the Author<o:p></o:p></span></h4>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="background: white; color: #404040; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Tara Mills is
a contemporary romance writer, lover of laughter, wit, and all things
beautiful.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="background: white; color: #404040; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I'm a pampered
wife, mother to three fantabulous sons and one awesome daughter-in-law, and an immature
nana who loves to play. Yep, I think I've covered it all. Oh, and I'm
altitude challenged—teeny, tiny, little me.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span lang="EN-US" style="background: white; color: #404040; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">Please visit
my website </span><span lang="EN-US"><a href="http://www.taramillsromance.com/"><span style="background: white; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="color: blue;">Tara Mills Romance</span></span></a></span><span lang="EN-US" style="background: white; color: #404040; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">
for some awesome reads and my quirky blog. You can also find me on </span><span lang="EN-US"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/taramillsromance"><span style="background: white; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="color: blue;">Facebook</span></span></a></span><span lang="EN-US" style="background: white; color: #404040; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">, </span><span lang="EN-US"><a href="http://www.pinterest.com/taramillsromanc/"><span style="background: white; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="color: blue;">Pinterest</span></span></a></span><span lang="EN-US" style="background: white; color: #404040; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">, </span><span lang="EN-US"><a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6243370.Tara_Mills"><span style="background: white; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="color: blue;">Goodreads</span></span></a></span><span lang="EN-US" style="background: white; color: #404040; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">,
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<span lang="EN-US" style="background: white; color: #404040; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">My Review</span></h4>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="background: white; color: #404040; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><o:p><span style="color: black;">
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Tara Mills really does know how to evoke some pretty strong
emotions. Her characters just seem to jump right off the page. Justine Hubbard
is trapped inside a loveless marriage with a husband who continues to have
affairs, but she stays with him because despite this, she can’t bring herself to
damage his career by leaving him. She then meets Sean O’Donnell, a super sexy
photographer who can see the cracks in their relationship. The attraction
between them is so electrifying that it had me hooked, but it was the emotional
side to the story that really had me unable to put it down. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="background: white; color: #404040; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><o:p><span style="font-family: inherit;">
<span style="color: black;">
</span><span style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="color: black;">This is a great story that will stay with you
long after you’ve finished it. Well done Tara!</span></span></span></o:p></span></div>
Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05773263727201169183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2137313715579410447.post-57776712166861840982014-04-25T00:00:00.000+01:002014-04-25T00:00:00.093+01:00Too Hard to Resist - Review<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<em>Jamie knows Mark is all wrong for her, but he's so damned hard to
resist.</em><br />
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Jamie Shultzer's life is in a tailspin. Her husband has left her for another
man, and to top it off, she's stranded on a desolate highway in the middle of
Nebraska. The last thing she needs is another complication, especially when it
shows up as the tall, sexy as hell, and much too young for her, Mark Adams.
Though to be fair, he's <em>only</em> ten years too young, and she has to find
<em>some</em> way to repay him for rescuing her.<br />
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Mark wants to be the good guy and leave Jamie alone. After all, her son is
his friend and Jamie is in the middle of a divorce. But he's been smitten with
her since the first time he laid eyes on her years ago. Now that she's
available, it's hard to say no to her sweet tasting lips, and even harder to
walk away from her willing body.<br />
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Is this the start of something wonderful, or a disaster in the making?<br />
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Jamie's car rolled to a stop by the curb in front of her home. Mark hopped
out and started undoing the chains that he’d attached to the undercarriage of
her vehicle. She got out of the truck and stared at the dark front porch. It
looked so vacant and unwelcoming.<br />
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"Don't drive it until you fill it with coolant." Mark gave the hood of her
car a pat. "Or at least water."<br />
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"Okay, where do I put said coolant or water?"<br />
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In the glow of her security light, Mark gave her a grin that could be called
nothing less than dashing. Crooked, with the adorable dimple that she remembered
when he'd made a brief appearance at her son's college graduation party. He
walked past, a little too close, and his body brushed hers. He smelled of clean
wet earth. The black t-shirt he wore fit the play of toned muscle beneath it to
perfection. Jamie licked her lips; she'd like to approach him like a popsicle.
Lick him head to toe and back up again.<br />
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They'd seemed to have shared a moment of chemistry while driving back to her
place. She grasped onto the way Mark had looked at her. The way a man looks at a
woman he desperately wants to kiss. Jamie couldn't remember the last time she'd
experienced such a feeling. It'd been startling and she'd panicked.<br />
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Mark reached inside and popped the hood before walking to the front of her
car.<br />
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"Come over here."<br />
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His voice was low, gravelly, seductive, and she floated toward his command
like a moth to a flame. She'd come anywhere, and anytime, with him. Bad porn
music started to play in her head. <em>Bom chica wow wow.</em><br />
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She squeezed her eyes shut. Good God, she would be in the middle of a messy
divorce soon, what the hell was wrong with her?<br />
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"You'll want to put it in here." He pointed to a part of the engine that
looked like a square plastic container.<br />
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Her head was swimming; lack of oxygen most likely. Her blood had rushed south
to her naughty regions.<br />
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"Okay." Her voice squeaked, and she cleared her throat.<br />
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"You don't want to fill it to the top, her unit can't take that. Just put it
to here."<br />
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<em>Oh, come on!</em> The double entendres were killing her.<br />
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She couldn't help but notice his long, strong fingers. Long fingers might
mean a long…<br />
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"Uh-huh, great." She bit into her top lip until it stung.<br />
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"So, that should be it." He dropped the hood and brushed his hands together.
"Do you need anything else, Mrs. Shultzer?" It was an open-ended question on his
part that left Jamie with way too many answers.<br />
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My Review</h4>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Too Hard To Resist had me hooked from the word go! A fast
paced and punchy afternoon read that you won’t be able to put down. Jamie and
Mark were great characters, and the storyline was in turns funny, emotional
and, of course, extremely sexy. I loved the way that the issues were dealt
with, and especially loved the little twist at the end. Another winner from Ms
Starke!</span></div>
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Buy Links<o:p></o:p></h4>
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Beachwalk Press - <a href="http://beachwalkpress.com/too-hard-to-resist-excerpt/">http://beachwalkpress.com/too-hard-to-resist-excerpt/</a></div>
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Amazon US - <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Too-Hard-Resist-Olivia-Starke-ebook/dp/B00JSS7MEW/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1398369914&sr=8-1&keywords=too+hard+to+resist">http://www.amazon.com/Too-Hard-Resist-Olivia-Starke-ebook/dp/B00JSS7MEW/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1398369914&sr=8-1&keywords=too+hard+to+resist</a></div>
Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05773263727201169183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2137313715579410447.post-192979338645992802014-03-25T07:00:00.000+00:002014-03-25T07:00:23.771+00:00 Review - Caution:Filling is Hot by Tara Mills<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSgcHtzlrqOZcqJl2qoNzdqKNP-HklUTGE8i7dNAl1HyXW2eBVm0WVAB5ttDasUyaAyHWDOrHx6Apwyz9Glrwsq-EKyTD2_3cTvmLD4hOdujxFfcsYAYMAIXaMzo2U2oW3RTv5FRV1lQ/s1600/CautionFillingIsHot_Medium.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSgcHtzlrqOZcqJl2qoNzdqKNP-HklUTGE8i7dNAl1HyXW2eBVm0WVAB5ttDasUyaAyHWDOrHx6Apwyz9Glrwsq-EKyTD2_3cTvmLD4hOdujxFfcsYAYMAIXaMzo2U2oW3RTv5FRV1lQ/s1600/CautionFillingIsHot_Medium.jpg" height="320" width="213" /></a><em>Some men should come with a warning.<br /></em>Here’s a recipe to share with friends. Take one prickly demonstration cook, handle carefully. Add one lonely widower, slightly beaten. Mix gently. Fold in two six-year-olds, one at a time to temper the batter and avoid scrambling. Then finally, add the mother with an agenda—but just a dash because she’s spicy. Whip into stiff peaks then spread over an ungreased sheet for best results. Method of cooking can vary, however--<em>Caution: Filling is Hot</em>.<br /><br />Piper Frost is taking a break from men when contractor Chad Thomas crashes her cooking class and turns on the charm. His persistence annoys her but she’s already melting, even without his sneaky mother and conspiring twins in the mix. But just when things are really starting to sizzle, disaster strikes. Can Piper save her recipe for happily ever after or is it already ruined? Grab your oven mitts and find out.<br />
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">“Looks
like you’re ready to go. I’ll walk you out.” He took her arm and turned her
down the hall.<o:p></o:p></span></h4>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Tenderness
for this man was blooming to life inside her and he was walking her to the
door? Tonight he had to behave like a perfect gentleman? Piper didn’t know what
to think. She was all screwed up, totally confused by her feelings all of a
sudden.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Just
as Chad reached out to take the doorknob, Piper turned and leaned heavily
against the door, keeping it closed. She took a deep, steadying breath.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">“I’d
be lying if I said I wasn’t attracted to you, or that I haven’t fantasized about...well,
getting intimate. But what happens then? I don’t have many friends here, and I
worry about ruining the friendship we’re building if I give in to those
temptations. I’d rather keep the friendship if I have to make a choice.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">His
surprise was obvious. “Who says there has to be a choice? Friendships are the
best basis for deeper relationships.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">She
smiled weakly. “I knew if I brought this up, you’d have a good argument. But
right now, friendship is all I’m prepared to give.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">She
reached up and touched his face. It was a mistake. The look in his eyes was
killer. There was so much roiling around in them. A storm of emotions he’d held
in check were suddenly spilling out across his handsome face as he looked at
her, needed her. The unmistakable strain he was under to resist touching her
back was palpable.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">His
desire spoke to the gnawing ache inside her too. Even though it felt like she
was letting them both down, she wanted to believe leaving was the right thing
to do. She had to go, now, before regrets could start.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Please
don’t stop me, please don’t stop me. Those words repeated over and over in her
head. She knew, with absolute certainty, one more word, one more look from him,
would destroy her already shaky determination to leave.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">He
was breathing deep and hard when he said, “Thanks for coming over. You were a
lifesaver tonight.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">She
was still leaning against the door, but she didn’t know why. No, that wasn’t
true. She knew why, wasn’t comfortable exploring it, yet felt compelled to
remain anyway. This just sucked. What was she supposed to do?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Probably
not this.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Piper Frost has reservations when it comes to men after her
last relationship, and Chad Thomas is recovering from a broken heart after his
wife died. After stumbling into Piper's cookery class Chad just knows
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</b><span style="font-size: small;">Ambrosia Tisdale is the very picture of propriety and the epitome of what a respectable young lady should be. Haunted by a memory and compelled by her family, she pursues perfection to a fault.<br />
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The Earl of Bristol, Duncan Maddox, has returned to London after years of familial imposed exile. As the second son, he has led a life filled with frivolity, leisure, and a healthy dose of debauchery. Now his older brother has died, leaving the family’s flailing legacy in Duncan’s unwilling arms. <br />
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At the behest of his uncle, Duncan is advised to do the one thing that could provide instant fortune and respectability – he must marry. But there is only one prospect who meets all the unique requirements to solve all the Earl’s problems – the lovely Miss Ambrosia Tisdale. But securing Ambrosia’s hand will not be easy. The prudent daughter of a Viscount proves to be a worthy adversary for the scandal ridden second son of an Earl. <br />
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Duncan has no choice but to compromise Miss Tisdale.<br />
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But with scandal, extortion, treachery, and even love itself threatening to keep him from his goal, compromising Miss Tisdale proves to be far more challenging than he had bargained for.<br />
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<b><i><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">The second novella in
a thrilling, pulse-racing new erotic romance series, Indecent Proposals.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></div>
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Three best friends,
Shey, Eloisa and Georgia take on the most powerful and eligible men of the New
York dating scene.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Georgia broke away
from his mouth, gasping in a lung full of air.<o:p></o:p></span></i><br />
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">‘Max, I need—’<o:p></o:p></span></i><br />
<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"></span></i><br />
<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">He unwrapped her legs
from his waist and placed her back on her feet.<o:p></o:p></span></i><br />
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she doubts this time will be any different. But what happens when Max discovers
her secret? How long will Georgia’s resolve last when he becomes determined to
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">‘It’s personal,’ he
warned. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Georgia swallowed.
They hadn’t agreed on this being more than an extension of work and she
couldn’t blame him for assuming. After all, she’d let him touch her, let him
pull her close. She’d even licked his mouth, for frick sake. But she hadn’t
made her mind up on it being anything more. Or was her body deciding for her? <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">‘Relax,’ he said,
stroking her lower back. ‘It’s not what you think.’ <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Georgia straightened
up and pulled her arms from his neck. He caught her wrists, his thumbs lazily
drew circles over the veins, sending delicious currents through her. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">God, no man had
touched her like this. No man had turned her on this much. Could Max be the one
to give her what she’d never had? <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">‘Easy.’ His
expression turned serious, but he didn’t release the gentle hold he had on her
wrists. ‘Do you always take the lead with men?’ <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">The question caught
her off guard. ‘What business is that of yours?’ <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">The corner of his
mouth twitched, pissing her off and giving her the strength to pull her arms
free. He didn’t seem deterred by her anger. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;"><o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">‘It’s not, but you
seem more sure of yourself when you do. I’ve been thinking.’ <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">She crossed her arms,
tucking her clutch under her elbow. ‘About whether I like it better on top? I
thought we’d been through this, I can’t—’ <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">‘Maybe that’s the
problem,’ he said, deadpan serious. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Her chin dipped. ‘You
try to take control, thinking it will be easier to get what you want. Have you
ever thought of surrendering that with someone? Letting them take the lead.’ <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Well, yeah. About a
minute ago but she’d been thinking about dancing. Her face burned, and she was
right back in the moment in her office when she realized he’d read the email.
She darted a glance around, but they weren’t in hearing distance of the other
guests. Didn’t stop the shame burning up her neck. Max came closer, and she
leaned back. He didn’t try to touch her which was smart. Her anger was
simmering right below the surface.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">‘Georgia, imagine
surrendering that control to me. Imagine letting all the worry about everything
go until there’s nothing left but my mouth and hands on your body. Teasing,
nibbling and sucking you all over.’ <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Before she could stop
it, the fantasy formed – but it wasn’t like others she’d had. She was on a huge
four-poster bed with her wrists bound above her head. Max was on top of her,
his mouth hot and teasing against her collarbone as he toyed with her nipples.
They pebbled, and heat flooded between her legs. She closed her eyes, lost in
the faux sensations, until his arms came around her for real. Her eyes snapped
open, and she shoved at his chest as panic tightened her throat. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Though he loosened his
hold, he didn’t let go. ‘People are watching,’ he warned. Her heart was beating
so hard, pumping scorching blood through her veins. The pounding between her
legs almost hurt, and she squeezed at her thighs to get relief. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">But this was crazy,
she wasn’t submissive. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">‘Max, that’s not what
I want.’ The lie didn’t convince either of them, so she tried again. ‘I’m not
some…some…submissive who will kneel at your feet.’ <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">She’d read enough of
those kind of romance novels to know that much. Some of the scenes had turned
her on, but the pain… She shivered. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">‘I’d never want you
to, but just now whatever you were imagining turned you on. Georgia your skin
flushed, you were panting and swaying so much I had to hold you up.’ <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">She couldn’t look
into his knowing eyes, instead she focused on his black tie. The pain was a
deal breaker, but other things? Georgia didn’t know. The thought of his tie
around her wrists while he had her in all of those different ways did turn her
on. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">‘I’m not a
submissive,’ she said again, her voice hard and firm. He tilted her chin up
until she was forced to meet his eyes. They were soft, unexpectedly kind and
full of understanding. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">‘That’s a label,
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steamy, contemporary romance for the 21st century woman who enjoys the
21st century alpha male. She’s addicted to reading, shopping and can’t go a
day without music. When she’s not writing you can find her traipsing up the
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</b><span style="font-size: small;">He makes your heart pound and melts your resistance away. He promises you a world of passion and you find it impossible to resist his dark charm. When he catches your eye across the room, you know he means business. He could be an executive, cop, shape shifter, or a bad boy looking for a little fun. Once he has you in his sights, you can't get away—and after one sizzling night in his arms, you won't want to. He’s Tall, Dark & Alpha. The alpha male is the ultimate indulgence…the richest dark chocolate…and we’re offering him to you in abundance.<br />
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Delve into the sensual worlds of award-winning authors: Randi Alexander, Koko Brown, Sam Cheever, Delaney Diamond, Eve Langlais, Afton Locke, Dawn Montgomery, Farrah Rochon, Paige Tyler, and Eve Vaughn. Immerse yourself in the alpha male experience.<br />
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Rock My Boat by Afton Locke<br />
Once addicted to the sea, you can’t escape its pleasures.<br />
genre: paranormal<br />
</b>Workaholic CEO Rhonda Simms embarks on a Caribbean cruise to create an ad campaign for a big maritime freight client. She finds it impossible to concentrate, however, when Simon Mann, a blue marlin shifter, sets his sights on her. From a private, hands-on safety briefing to a wild ride in the ocean, he rocks her ordered world.<br />
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Simon drowned years ago in a shipwreck caused by Rhonda’s client, and he’ll do anything to be a normal man again. As his mate, Rhonda is the only person who can help him.<br />
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Tired of being so responsible, Rhonda is ready to let loose with a shipboard fling. Mating with Simon could cost a lot more than her virginity, however. Will she stick to her present course or will she let this sexy alpha rock her boat?<br />
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Silver Tongued Devils by Dawn Montgomery<br />
She was always one step from hell until she found redemption in their arms.<br />
genre: sci-fi<br />
</b>Ship thief and notorious escape artist, Raesa Daw was the best in the business until a routine DNA test proves that she’s the last Earthen pureblood in existence. Desperate to escape sexual slavery and breeding for a royal house, she flees the station on the Crimson Star, landing in the arms of a deadly half-breed, Brom Raine.<br />
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One kiss burns away her fear, but opens a world more dangerous than she’d ever known.<br />
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Captain Anderson Na’varr of the Mercenary frigate Crimson Star shows no mercy to those who stow away on his vessel. He will take the thief and show her exactly how erotically ruthless he and his Executive Officer, Brom, can be.<br />
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Seduced by the dark lust and hidden strength of both men, she vows to do everything in her power to corrupt her DNA before the slavers find her.<br />
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Na’varr realizes Raesa holds the key to survival, and losing her to the Republic would destroy the fragile peace he and Brom had found in her arms. Her courage would lead them out of the depths of hell but only their love could keep her alive.<br />
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Fight For Love by Delaney Diamond<br />
A former pro wrestler fights to hold onto the woman he lost, but still loves, and the son he never knew existed.<br />
genre: contemporary<br />
</b>Science teacher Rebekah Jamison lives a quiet life in the suburbs of Atlanta. Devastated by a tabloid scandal nine years ago, she ended her marriage to the man her parents never approved of.<br />
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Rafael Lopez, former professional wrestler and "Sexiest Athlete Alive," regrets the lapse in judgment that caused him to lose his wife. He shows up unannounced one day with some startling news, but he gets a surprise of his own. He finds out he’s a father. To get to know his son, he whisks him and Rebekah off to his home in the Hollywood Hills for the summer.<br />
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Crazy by Eve Langlais<br />
Ella hears voices and they don’t like anyone. <br />
genre: paranormal<br />
</b>Ella’s always heard voices and because of them, she ends up institutionalized at a young age. Everyone calls her crazy and she believes she is too until the night she meets a vampire and for the first time in her life, the voices shut up.<br />
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Zane just wants to enjoy his usual blood buffet, instead he runs into a wisp of a woman who makes him feel emotions he thought long dead. Rescuing her from the insane asylum, he brings her home, determined to seduce and feed from her, a plan that is foiled by ghostly voices determined to keep Ella untouched. But not even poltergeists can stand in the way of a vampire in love.<br />
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Sex with an Ex by Eve Vaughn<br />
When two divorcees reunite in the bedroom, the sex is hotter than ever, but can their hearts survive the second time around? <br />
genre: contemporary<br />
</b>After a devastating break-up, Riley Mason believed she had moved on with her life. That is until she crosses paths with the one man who still makes her pulse race and knees buckle, her ex husband Ethan Boudreaux. Though she tries to fight it, the attraction is stronger than ever.<br />
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Ethan Boudreaux’s greatest regret is walking away from the woman he loved. But when he’s presented with a second chance with Riley, there’s no way he’ll let the opportunity slip through his fingers. He soon devises a plan to get her back into his life and in his bed.<br />
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When these two divorcees reunite in the bedroom, the sex is hotter than ever. But can their hearts survive the second time around?<br />
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In Her Wildest Dreams by Farrah Rochon<br />
When the woman of his dreams asks him to create a Valentine’s Day fantasy, Gavin plans to show her just how sweet their reality could be. <br />
genre: contemporary<br />
</b>As owner of Your Wildest Dreams, Erica Cole specializes in creating over-the-top fantasy date nights for her clients, although she never anticipated the headaches that would come with owning her own business. When a consulting firm shows interest in franchising Your Wildest Dreams, Erica is over the moon at the thought of her longtime dream becoming a household name…and the financial payoff that is sure to come. Now, she must create the ultimate Valentine’s Day experience, and Erica knows just who to call to help her plan it.<br />
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Since Gavin Foster opened Decadente Artisan Chocolates, life has never been sweeter. The former tech company CEO has found his true calling, creating high-end chocolates for the discerning palettes of New Orleanians…and the best friend whom he wishes were more, Erica Cole. When Erica requests his help in creating a Valentine’s Day fantasy, Gavin sees it as the perfect opportunity to show her just how sweet their reality could be.<br />
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Player's Challenge by Koko Brown<br />
genre: sports, contemporary<br />
</b>Footballer Devin Spencer is a bad boy in need of handling. Notorious for his off-field exploits, he’s pushed one too many buttons even his agent has washed his hands of him. If he doesn’t straighten up his act, the Champions League goalie could face his last days on the pitch.<br />
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Gemma Clarke is at the top of her game. She’s a sports agent with a bright future ahead of her. The only dark spot? The recent addition of her former lover Devin Spencer to her client roster.<br />
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Their passionate love affair abruptly ended when Croydon F.C.’s development team came calling and he walked away without looking back. Now Devin’s back, the chemistry between them is hotter than ever, and he wants to prove to Gemma he’s a changed man. Can this bad boy footballer gain Gemma's trust and get her to overlook the no fraternizing clause in her contract?<br />
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Two Cops, a Girl and a Pair of Handcuffs by Paige Tyler<br />
Working the late shift just got a whole lot more fun!<br />
genre: contemporary<br />
</b>Cilla Garner has it bad for Hayes Prescott and Reed Lockwood, the two hot cops who come into the coffee shop where she works the late shift. When her coworker goes home early and leaves her alone with Denver's finest, she can't help but flirt. Of course, if they both end up asking her out, she has no idea how she'll choose. The idea of having a threesome doesn't even enter her mind until they hint at it, and then it's all she can think about.<br />
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She has the perfect opportunity to take them up on it when they offer to drive her home after work. What girl wouldn't be thrilled at the idea of sleeping with two guys who come with their own handcuffs?<br />
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Chase and Seduction (Book 1 of the Hot Country Series) by Randi Alexander<br />
genre: contemporary<br />
</b>Country music superstar/actor Chase Tanner has yet to be denied anything–and he’s never wanted anything or anyone more than gorgeous screenplay writer Reno Linden. So when the film they are working on is finally finished, Chase decides to turn up the volume on seducing Reno.<br />
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Reno Linden lived a quiet, rural life until she was thrust into the Hollywood scene when her book was adapted to film. Chase Tanner is larger than life, sinfully sexy and hell-bent on getting her into bed. Skittish after a failed wedding engagement, Reno risks the plunge into Chase’s arms, and is surprised that her good girl self can keep up with bad boy Chase.<br />
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Though Chase returns to his cowboy roots often, and Reno cherishes the time spent with him on his ranch, the two find their careers pulling them in different directions. Will their attraction survive the glitz and stress of fame?<br />
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Tall, Dark and Apocalyptic by Sam Cheever<br />
A grand passion in an apocalyptic world. A love beyond reason and without boundaries.<br />
genre: paranormal<br />
</b>He’s a warrior, a bounty hunter in a world turned upside down. She’s a target, a creature of dark magic. His job is simple. Kill the target. Her goal is more complex. She must stay alive until she finds and destroys the source of death magic staining the twenty worlds. But the passion burning within them may be their undoing. It’s going to take an apocalyptic will to overcome the distraction their bodies are creating…and not lose themselves in the process.<br />
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Randi Alexander<br />
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</b>Randi Alexander is an author of erotic romances. "Rode Hard and Put Up Satisfied" When she's not dreaming of, or writing about, kinky cowboys, she's biking trails along remote rivers, snorkeling the Gulf of Mexico, or practicing her drumming in hopes of someday forming a tropical-rock band.<br />
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</span></b><span style="font-size: large;">Koko Brown is a quintessential erotic romance junkie. Koko's writing career began at the tender age of nine when she self-published and distributed a newspaper to her fellow classmates. Unfortunately, her principal put her out of business after one best-selling issue. Undaunted, she continued to write and read everything she could get her hands on until she published her first erotic novel in 2007. When not writing or reading, Koko loves to travel, shop in thrift stores, ride motorcycles, and serving as a volunteer.<br />
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</span></b><span style="font-size: large;">Delaney Diamond was born and raised in the U.S. Virgin Islands and currently lives in Atlanta, Georgia. She writes sweet and sensual romance novels with African-American and interracial characters. As a diehard foodie, when her head's not buried in a book, she's in the kitchen trying out new recipes or dining at her favorite restaurants with friends. <br />
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Eve Langlais is a Canadian mom who works full time as an author. In between juggling her three kids, hubby, and housework, she pens steamy romance--usually with werewolves, cyborgs or aliens. She loves to write, and while she doesn't always know what her mind is going to come up with next, she can promise it will be fun, probably humorous and most of all romantic, because she loves a HEA. </span><a href="http://www.evelanglais.com/"><u><sup><span style="color: blue;"><span style="color: blue;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: large;">http://www.EveLanglais.com</span></span></span></sup></u></a><br /><span style="font-size: large;">
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Secret Tastes (Secret Dreams Contemporary Romance 4)<br />
</span></b><span style="font-size: small;">Samantha Lane wanted to resign from her father's accounting practice and move to another state to follow her dream of establishing a catering business. But she didn't want to break her parents' hearts. When her cousin jokingly suggested to tell them that a man was the reason behind her decision, she found the perfect excuse to give her hopeless romantic folks.</span><br />
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Adam Craig didn't mind playing the role of Sam's fake boyfriend. She was a friend in need and he was a helpful guy. Besides, he was desperate to show a clingy ex that they were truly over, and Sam acting as his girlfriend was the perfect solution.<br />
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When their pretense became all too real, a spanner in the works put their future together in jeopardy. How could Sam trust Adam when she had proof he wasn't ready to move on? And how could Adam convince Sam of his feelings when she was intent on moving away from him?<br />
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This is a stand-alone novel that would give you enjoyment on its own. However, to enhance your experience of this series, the author recommends reading them in order.<br />
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Secret Designs is the final book from the steamy and sweet Secret Dreams Contemporary Romance series.<br />
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Book 1: Secret Words (Jasmine Allen and Kane Summers)<br />
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Book 2: Secret Designs (Ari Mitchell and Dylan Summers)<br />
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Book 3: Secret Moves (Kristen McCann and Trey Andrews)<br />
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Book 4: Secret Tastes (Samantha Lane and Adam Craig)<br />
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(This book is for adults only. It contains hot sexual content.)<br />
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</b><span style="font-size: small;">Ever since I was a young teenager, I have loved reading romance novels. My auntie used to send me boxes of her books and I would devour them one after another.<br />
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