Title: Ruined (A Decadence After Dark Epilogue)
Series: Decadence After Dark #3
Author: M. Never
Genre: Dark Erotic Romance
Release Date: June 8, 2015
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Kayne Roberts. Kayne Rivers. Kayne Stevens. No matter his name, one fact remains the same. He's the man who enslaved me, ensnared me, claimed me and ruined me...For all other men that is. My life. My love My happiness. All belong to him. I belong to no one but him. He owns me. And I own him.
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M. NEVER RESIDES IN NEW York City. When she's not researching ways to tie up her characters in compromising positions, you can usually find her at the gym kicking the crap out of a punching bag, or eating at some new trendy restaurant She has a dependence on sushi and a fetish for boots. Fall is her favorite season.
She is surrounded by family and friends she wouldn't trade for the world and is a little in love with her readers.
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Title: Illusions
Series: Mirage #0.5
Author: Alice Tribue
Release Date: June 8, 2015
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Being a Madame is no easy job... I guard privacy and secrets with my own life, and I've never slipped up or got caught, not once. I don’t do long-term relationships, there’s too much at stake, but there's something about the man I just met, something that makes me uneasy. I try to push him away, but he won’t take no for an answer... I'm just not sure if the red flags I'm currently seeing are real or just another Illusion... NOTE: This novella is a free prequel to the full-length standalone MIRAGE, that will be released on June 22nd. This novella will be included in the full-length novel once it is released. You can read it first as a free download or as a part of the novel once released.
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Alice Tribue lives with her husband and daughter in New Jersey. She has a bachelors degree in communications and is currently working on her masters degree. She spends most of her free time reading, writing, and when the weather permits lounging out on a beach.
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The Very Second Time—M. Mabie--Synopsis"Look into my eyes. Again.""Again, Felix. Always."This isn't a story about how two young lovers meet, get to know each other, and how they effortlessly fall in love. We’ve done that…repeatedly. You don't have to worry about the "Will they?" or "Won't they?" We’re soulmates, but don't assume our ending is a happy one. Oh, it ends all right. And it ends. Then, it ends again. No matter how hard I fight to save him, the outcome is permanently the same. Still—if there’s a shot—I have to try. He would. He’d be able to save me if our roles were reversed. I won’t give up until my last breath. I always knew we’d be together for years and years; I just didn’t imagine it would be the same ones... over and over again. If first impressions mean everything, then what happens… the very second time? What happens to forever? This isn't a story about how two young lovers meet, get to know each other, and how they effortlessly fall in love. They didn't expect this either, but fate doesn't come with a warning.Add The Very Second Time to your Goodreads TRB HERE.Listen to The Very Second Time's playlist HERE.The Very Second Time is a standalone novel. It is a one part contemporary romance and one part time-travel romance. Expected release date is October 13, 2015. Pre-order will be available in the near future. For more information, feel free to contact M. Mabie at mmabie.ccom. Cover design by: by Hang LeM. Mabie lives in Illinois with her husband. She writes unconventional love stories and tries to embody "real-life romance." She cares about politics, but will not discuss them in public. She uses the same fork at every meal, watches Wayne's World while cleaning, and lets her dog sleep on her head. She has always been a writer. In fact, she was born with a pen in her hand, which almost never happens. Almost. M. Mabie usually doesn't speak in third-person. She promises. Connect with M. Mabie Website | Amazon | Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads |Other Books by M. Mabie Fade In (Standalone Contemporary Romance) | Bait: Book One in the Wake Series | Sail: Book Two in the Wake SeriesWarning: If you can't handle a Navy SEAL with a filthy mouth, and a huge cock who wants to turn you into his plaything, this isn't the book for you. Carry on. An ass you could bounce a quarter off of. That’s the sight that greets me of my new roommate as he f*cks a blonde on the kitchen table. That’s right before I get an eyeful of his giant cock. Cue wet panties. Oh, and did I mention he’s a Navy SEAL? One semester. That’s as long as I have to last—and then I’m gone, graduated, off into the real world. But can I survive that long without becoming … his plaything?
My heart still pounding, I pressed my back against the door, as if trying to hold the thought of Nixon at bay. But no matter how pissed I was—at myself, at that manwhore and his horrible suggestion—I couldn't stop thinking about his body. I couldn't stop picturing him taking me. The sharp snap of his hips as he thrust in his long, thick cock up to the hilt. All his muscles rippling as he pounded into me with everything he had. His long, sinewy back, his washboard abs, his tight ass...
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I could feel his eyes tracing every curve. Hell, I could practically read the dirty thoughts running through his mind. * * * She whimpered, and I almost moaned in response. Oh, fuck—one hit and I was addicted. I wanted to pull that sweet little noise from her lips again and again.
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Title: A Beautiful Bastard
Author: J.L. Perry
Genre: YA/NA
Cover Design: Soxsational Cover Art
Release Date: September 2015
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My name is Carter Reynolds. I was born a bastard and I’ll die a bastard. I learnt it at a young age, and nothing and nobody can change that. I’m on a one-way path of destruction, and god help anyone who gets in my way. I hate my life. Actually, I hate pretty much everything.
That’s until I meet the kid next door. Indi-freakin’-ana. My dislike for her is instant. From the moment I lay eyes on her, she ignites something within me. She makes me feel things I thought I was incapable of feeling. I don’t like it, not one bit. When she looks at me with her big, beautiful, haunting, green eyes, it’s like she can see into the depths of my soul. It freaks me the hell out. She’s like sunshine and rainbows in my world of gloom and doom. I hate sunshine and rainbows.
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I’m Indiana Montgomery, my friends call me Indi. Despite losing my mum at the age of six, I have a wonderful life and great friends. My dad more than makes up for the fact that I only have one parent. I’m his little girl, the centre of his world. I adore him. When Carter Reynolds moves in next door, my life takes a turn for the worse. He’s gorgeous—sinfully hot, but that’s where my compliments end. He seems hell bent on making my life miserable. He acts tough, but when I look into his eyes I don’t see it. I see hurt and pain. To me, he seems lost. I should hate him for the way he treats me, but surprisingly I don’t. If anything, I feel sorry for him. I want to help him find peace. Help him find the light that I know is buried somewhere within his darkness, but, he won’t have a bar of it. He’s warned me time and time again to stay away, but I can’t. I’m drawn to him for some reason. He’s always referring to himself as a bastard. That may be true, but to me, he’s more like a beautifully, misunderstood bastard. Whether he likes it or not, I refuse to give up on him.
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Leaning forward, so my face is only inches from hers, I say, “I can see that.” Her pupils dilate and I hear her breath hitch. I immediately know my effect on her hasn’t diminished either. It takes everything in me not to pull her into my arms and squeeze the fucking life out of her. Why did I leave it so long to see her? Just being near her again, makes me feel alive. “It’s good to see you again, Indi.”
“Well, the feeling’s not mutual,” she says. She’s lying, I can tell. Her body language is saying the complete opposite to her words. She’s still a stubborn arse I see. My eyes leave hers, gazing down at her lips. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve dreamt of those lips over the past five years. Too many to count. I want to kiss her so bad my fucking chest aches. I let my eyes drop a little lower. First I see is the necklace I bought her. I can’t believe she’s still wearing it. It has me smiling like a damn fool. You have no idea what seeing that means to me.
I watch her chest rise and fall as her breathing quickens. She can deny it all she wants, but she’s affected by me. “My eyes are up here, buddy,” she spits. I want to laugh at her comment. I love her smart mouth. I’m glad this part of our relationship hasn’t changed.
Underneath the material of her white top, I can see a hint of her white lace bra covering the swell of her breast. It gives me an idea. I can’t help myself. I lift the sponge in my hand until it’s hovering over her tits. I hear her gasp when she realises what I’m about to do. I clench my fist tight, the water drips out. It soaks into the fabric of her top, making it transparent. Her nipples harden and so does my cock. Christ. I haven’t even touched her yet, and I swear I could break diamonds with this fucker.
Peeling my gaze from her spectacular rack, I make eye contact with her again. I’m feeling quite pleased with myself, but that feeling doesn’t last long. The anger I see in her eyes is not what I’m expecting. When did she lose her sense of humour? I guess I should’ve known from past experience, when it comes to her, I’m playing with fire. Especially since she has five years of pent up anger inside her, towards me.
This is one time I’m not anticipating her next move. So when it comes, I’m totally taken by surprise. She raises her right leg slightly, and then ‘BOOM’. She knees me fair smack in the nuts. Hard. Jesus fucking Christ.
All the air gushes from my lungs as pain radiates through my whole body. My dick goes instantly limp. Fuck, I think she just killed it. I’m pretty sure my boys are now lodged somewhere in my throat.
A feral, high pitched sound escapes me as I fall to my knees in agony. “Stay the fuck away from me arsehole,” she spits, as she turns and runs inside.
Somebody call an ambulance, I think I’m gonna die.
J L Perry is a mother and a wife. She was born in Sydney, Australia in 1972, and has lived there her whole life. Her love of reading, from a young age, gave her the passion to write. My Destiny was originally written for her sister, in 2013. It was never intended to be published. However, after finishing this book, she felt there was still a lot of Brooke and Logan's story left to tell. This inspired her to write My Forever. With the encouragement of her family and friends, she decided to follow her dream and become a published Author. That dream was realised on the 6th of June, 2014. My Destiny is her debut novel in the Destiny Series. My Forever is the conclusion to this book. Her third book Damaged - Jacinta's Story was released October 15th, 2014. This is a stand alone book, but is based on a character in My Forever. Her fourth book Against All Odds, is a stand alone book, as well, but part of the Destiny Series. Due to be released on the 27th May, 2015. She's also currently writing a fifth book, a standalone, that will be released later in the year. It's called 'A Beautiful Bastard'. This is NOT part of the Destiny Series. J L's love of romance and happy endings makes a perfect combination when it comes to writing her beautiful love stories. Her hobbies include reading, writing, drinking wine, shopping, listening to music, and anything artistic or creative. She loves spending time with her family, friends and her dog when she isn't writing. She also loves being outdoors and travelling and exploring the world.
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Author: MR Joseph
Series: The Shore Series #3
Genre: New Adult | Contemporary Romance
Release Date: JUNE 26, 2015
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Everyone in Sandy Cove knows that Willow Taylor and Max Vincent are like oil and water. They live to torment one another and if they survive being in the same room together, itâs nothing short of a miracle. Sure, Willow is rich, blonde and beautiful and Max is an achingly hot and talented up and coming rock starâbut that just makes it easier for them to hate one another!
Until one night. One drunken night. It was just supposed to be a night of celebration after each of their best friendsâ, Harlow and Cruz, were reunited. But a few hours of civility leads to one night of unbridled, earth-shattering, cataclysmic sex. It doesnât help that the details are sketchy in their minds because the off-the-charts after effects still linger. One thing is clearâ¦that night changed everything.
From that moment on, sabotaging each otherâs hook-ups was their primary goal until a truce is made. A pact. No strings attached, no feelings, just more of what their bodies crave whenever they see one another. They both get what they want and no one gets hurt.
Until someone does. Until love and tragedy gets in the way. The heat between Willow and Max is undeniable but will that spark of desire be enough to sustain them through the pain and heartache that threatens them?
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M.R. Joseph
I'm a book nerd turned writer who loves the 'Happily Ever After' mixed with a bit of suspense, drama,and the occasional cliffhanger! My love of books started me on my writing journey. I began writing my first book in July 2012 and since that time I have created 2 series. The first series 'The Reunion Series' debuted in November 2012 and two books followed. My new series 'The Shore Series' debuted in March 2014 and claimed Best Selling status shortly after the release of the first book. There will be 6 Shore Series books in all. Iâm also the author of the Romantic Comedy, 39 & Holding. I live in Philadelphia with my adoringly handsome husband, and pretty cute kids if I may say so myself. You can always find me with the Kindle glued to my hands or in my car with the music turned up while embarrassing my children with my mad car dancing skills.
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Step F*#K (Part One) That's all I did. A few too many glasses of wine with my best friend and the bitch convinced me to go on one of those dating websites. A one-night stand. A booty call. And you know what? It.was.amazing. I spent all night in a sexy stranger's arms, hot and sweaty, until it was time to sneak out and do the walk of shame back to my apartment. I never thought I'd see sexy stranger again, and I was totally fine with that - until my mother's wedding. She's getting remarried, see. And sexy stranger just happens to be my new stepbrother. All the wine in the world isn't going to make this better. Covers to All Four Parts of this Series! Release Dates for Part 2-4 will be released soon! About the Author: Scarlett Ward lives in Los Angeles, California and is releasing her first series June 2015.
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TITLE: FOR3VER
AUTHOR: H.Q. Frost & M. Dauphin
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When it came to her lifelong friendship to the Porter boys, Ryley Reynolds knew one thing to be true: The 3 of them would be friends forever. Friends 'till the end.
When life got in the way of their plans, one decision changed the course of all of their lives.
Five years later, friends are brought back together, secrets are unveiled, and love is found again. Has too much damage been done to erase the past?
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M. Dauphin lives in southern Illinois with her husband and two tiny boys. She spent five years in school to become a teacher, taught for three years, and now is a stay at home mom paying off student loans. She now spends her time chasing the kids around the house, wiping noses and changing diapers. She is an avid reader, writer, reviewer, and Facebooker (and she likes to make up her own words). She has a dog named after Chewbacca from Star Wars, and would watch the Walking Dead all day every day if allowed. Hop on over to her Facebook page to say hi, she loves making new friends(just ask Frost, she can't get rid of her). www.facebook.com/authormdauphin
H.Q. Frost is a mother of three and a wife to The one. Co-authoring a book is an adventure she never thought she'd take. Having a partner like M. Dauphin along for the experience made the process simple, insanely fun, and built an amazing friendship full of inappropriate jokes, language, and browbeating compliments. Want to connect? Find her on Facebook. www.facebook.com/H.Q.FrostAuthor
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Add Fighting Shadows to your TBR list on Goodreads!http://bit.ly/1M2gxtv RELEASE DATE: July 7th BlurbI come from a family of fighters. I always thought I’d follow in their shadows, becoming unstoppable in the ring. That changed the day I saved the life of a woman I loved, but could never have. My brother hailed me as a hero, and my reward was a wheelchair. Paralyzed, my life became an inescapable nightmare. Until I met her. Ash Mabie had a heart-stopping smile and a laugh that numbed the rage and resentment brewing inside of me. She showed me that even the darkest night still had stars, and it didn’t matter one bit that you had to lie in the weeds to see them. I was a jaded asshole who fell for a girl with a knack for running away. I couldn’t even walk but I would have spent a lifetime chasing her. Now, I’m on the ropes during the toughest battles of my life. Fighting the shadows of our past. Fighting to reclaim my future. Fighting for her. ExcerptPrologue Ash “Where the fuck have you been?” a man’s voice growled as soon as I entered the conference room. My eyes flashed to his for only a single second before I recognized them. The door had barely clicked behind me but I already wanted nothing more than to bolt. My heart raced and my mouth dried. I had to get out of there. “Um…” I stalled, giving myself time to formulate a plan. “Sit. Down,” he ordered, pushing out the chair next to him, but there was no way I was getting that close. “I’m good,” I said, taking a step backwards toward the door. “Don’t even think about it,” he snapped. “I swear to God, if you so much as open that door…” His words may have trailed off, but the threat was clearly stated. I swallowed hard, and slowly walked to the chair farthest away from him, perching on the very edge—waiting for just the right moment to escape. He looked down at the name badge around my neck and quirked an eyebrow. “Victoria?” “You can call me Tori if it’s easier.” I tried to fake a smile, but it only seemed to infuriate him. He took several calming breaths, which did nothing to dampen the blaze brewing in his angry eyes. “I’ve been looking for you, Ash.” He snarled my name. “Oh, yeah? Well, mystery solved. Here I am.” I pushed back to my feet, but was halted when his fist pounded against the table. I jumped as my whole body flinched from the surprise. When the room fell silent, I slowly looked back up to find him staring at me with a murderous glare. Even sitting down I could tell he was huge, and as he held my gaze, the tense muscles in his neck and shoulders strained against the cotton of his grey Henley. He blinked at me for several seconds before finding his voice again. “You live in a homeless shelter,” he stated definitively, as if the words told a story all of their own. And maybe they did. “I work at a homeless shelter,” I quickly corrected. Only he corrected me just as fast. “In exchange for a permanent place to live…In. A. Homeless. Shelter.” He enunciated every single syllable. I looked away, because it was the truth. A truth that I hated. But the God’s honest truth nonetheless. Tears welled in my eyes and I battled to keep them at bay. My life was hard, but him being there made it infinitely harder. If I could just escape that room, I could disappear again. It wasn’t ideal, but neither was him showing up. “I want you to leave.” I lied with all the false courage I could muster. “I can’t do that. You stole something of mine.” “Look, I don’t have your book anymore.” A knowing smirk lifted one side of his mouth. “Liar,” he whispered, reaching into the chair beside him, revealing the tattered book and ceremoniously dropping it on the table. My eyes went wide, and without a conscious thought, I dove across the table after it. That was mine. Not even he could have it. Just as quickly as the book appeared, he snatched it away and grabbed my wrist. I slid off the table and tried to pull my arm from his grasp. It was a worthless attempt though because even if he had suddenly released me, his blue eyes held me frozen in place. “Three fucking years,” he seethed. “I had to,” I squeaked out as the tears streamed down my cheeks. “Three. Fucking. Years, Ash. You took something that belonged to me.” He released my arm and pushed to his feet. My mouth fell open and a loud gasp escaped as he took two impossible steps forward. Pinning me against the wall with his hard body, he lifted a hand to my throat and glided it up until his thumb stroked over my bottom lip. Using my chin, he turned my head, and dragged his nose up my neck, stopping at my ear. Sucking in a deep breath, he released it on a gravelly demand. “And I want her back.” My breath hitched. I’d waited years to hear those words. If only I could have trusted them. “Flint, please.” Meet Aly MartinezBorn and raised in Savannah, Georgia, Aly Martinez is a stay-at-home mom to four crazy kids under the age of five, including a set of twins. Currently living in South Carolina, she passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a glass of wine at her side. After some encouragement from her friends, Aly decided to add “Author” to her ever-growing list of job titles. Five books later, she shows no signs of slowing. So grab a glass of Chardonnay, or a bottle if you’re hanging out with Aly, and join her aboard the crazy train she calls life. Website | Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads Feels Like A DreamIsabelle PetersonJune 2015SynopsisLike most men, Kevin Parker had always dated women his age or younger. Then after dating an older woman for a couple of weeks (now just a good friend, Elizabeth—Beth—Fairchild), Kevin developed a new perspective on love and romance. With his newfound insight, Shelby O’Sullivan catches Kevin’s eye. Confident. Funny. Beautiful. Getting to know her, he quickly realized that she is the woman of his dreams. Nine years older than Kevin, a history of less than amazing boyfriends, and a health history she feels is tarnished, Shelby O’Sullivan has avoided falling in love over the past several years. She doesn’t want to fall for Kevin’s southern charms and sinful good looks, but soon finds herself doing just that. Is their romance a dream come true or a nightmare in the making? GoodreadsGiveawayAuthor BioThe short storyI'm the wife of a most fabulous man for twenty years. I'm a mother of 2 busy teens. I'm a dog lover. I'm a serious drinker of coffee and wine. I live near New York City. My favorite place that I've visited is Monaco. My favorite color is green (but I look best in pink/salmon). My favorite food is chocolate. My favorite kind of music is New Country. The long storyI've always been a creative sort of person... I started with my college studies in Advertising Design and Illustration. I'm good at drawing and coming up with clever ideas. As for story telling - well, that's where I have the most fun! Ditching The Dream is my first novel, but I've been working on writing movies since, what seems like forever. Way back in high school my friend Aimee and I started writing a movie and I was hooked. We didn't know what we were doing, but we loved coming up with the story. I also like to come up with stories about people I don't know. Like the guy that cut me off on the expressway...He had quite a story - at least in my mind! Who knows? Maybe I've come up with a story about you! ;) Ditching The Dream is a story that came to me while I was helping two author friends of mine. I was helping them with their books and I would make suggestions to amp up their stories along the way. Bev and Amy encouraged me to write my own story and Ditching The Dream was born. Is it auto-biographical? No, not in the least. But it sure has been a fun story to come up with (especially when my hubby gets involved with coming up with ideas). Connect with Isabelle |