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Kelly Jamieson ~ How Sweet It Is ~ Release day

How_sweet_RD_bannerTitle: How Sweet It Is
Author: Kelly Jamieson
Release Date: December 30th 2014


A free-spirited woman…

Eccentric interior designer Mirelle Brasseur is tired of relationships with handsome, charming, fickle men—in other words men just like the father who abandoned her. She’s fun and funky, but takes her career seriously. She’s not about to let a man derail her dreams or wound her heart again.

An ambitious man…

Award winning chef Bradan Hunt is handsome and charming, but he’s always honest with women about his one date-one night rule. Between his best-selling cookbooks, his TV appearances, and his restaurant, he’s too busy for a relationship. He saw what a lack of ambition did to his parents. Bradan wants more. His newest restaurant is going to be the best, so he hires Mirelle to help him design it.

Turn up the heat…

Soon it isn’t just the food sizzling in the kitchen, in spite of Mirelle’s misgivings, as the attraction between the chef and the designer heats up. It will take more than one date-one night for them to overcome their pasts and find a way to cook up a sweet future together.


How Sweet It Is Copyright © 2014 by Kelly Jamieson


Mirelle arrived at Dolce promptly at seven o’clock, wearing the same clothes she’d worn all day. She was often at the office until six or later, and there hadn’t been time to go home to change. Not that it mattered. The leopard skirt was one of her favorites and anyway, it was just a business dinner. She’d touched up her mascara and lipstick in the ladies’ room at work and then drove to the popular restaurant near the pier. Inside, she couldn’t help but smile as she looked around, remembering all her hard work. She didn’t know the hostess working that evening, but she spotted Bradan Hunt at a table for two. “I’m meeting Mr. Hunt,” she told the hostess who smiled and led her to the table. She studied him as she approached the table, pasting a polite smile firmly in place. His wavy mop of dark hair fell over his forehead in a boyish way, but there was nothing boyish about the short dark beard on his jaw and upper lip, barely more than stubble, giving him a dark, dangerous, intensely masculine look. His teeth flashed white when he smiled, his dark eyes gleaming. He rose politely to greet her, dwarfing her five foot six with his height. She couldn’t fault his manners, though she’d been unsettled all day after their first meeting. She wasn’t sure why—he was just a client. Oh, who was she kidding. She knew exactly why she was unsettled. Sex. That was why. Bradan Hunt was sexy. There. She’d admitted it. He was an incredibly attractive man, with a sensual appeal that had her panties wet when they’d been talking business, for god’s sake. He was exactly the kind of man who appealed to her—wicked charm, easy, engaging smile, a beautiful face and the hottest body she’d seen…well…ever. He owned sexy. He was exactly the kind of man she’d always been attracted to and had dated her whole life, the kind of man who took no responsibility for his actions, who lied and screwed around on her every single time. “Hi.” The corners of his eyes crinkled in that engaging way as he smiled. “Thanks for coming tonight. I know you had to rearrange your schedule for this and I really do appreciate it.” Her annoyance at having to give up her night working at the animal shelter melted away in the face of his warm and apparently sincere charm. She cursed herself mentally. “Not a problem,” she replied, coolly, taking her seat. His eyes dropped to her purse as she set it on the floor.“Uh…nice purse.” She smiled. It was one of her favorites, a shiny red bag with a huge flower on the front, each petal edged with gold beads. “Thanks.” A menu already sat on the table in front of her, and a server immediately appeared to hand her the silky white napkin from the goblet in front of her, then fill it with ice water. She smiled her thanks at the young man. “You probably had personal plans this evening.” Bradan wrapped his hands around the drink in front of him. She eyed it enviously. She needed a drink—something cold, preferably strong. “Yes, I did, actually, but nothing that can’t be put off until tomorrow night.” “No husband or boyfriend waiting at home?” She narrowed her eyes at him. “What does that have to do with our business?” He held up a hand. “Nothing at all. Please, forgive me. I was just making conversation.” Again his contrition seemed genuine and she felt like an utter bitch. Another server appeared at her side. “Something from the bar?” he inquired smoothly. God, yes.






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Kelly Jamieson writes romances with heat that’s sweet. Her writing has been described as “emotionally complex”, “sweet and satisfying” and “blisteringly sexy”. If she can stop herself from reading or writing, she loves to cook. She has shelves of cookbooks that she reads at length. She also enjoys gardening in the summer, and in the winter she likes to read gardening magazines and seed catalogues (there might be a theme here…) She also loves shopping, especially for clothes and shoes. But her family takes precedence over everything else (yes, even writing). She has two teenage children who are the best kids in the world, not that she’s biased, and a wonderful husband who does loads of laundry while she plays on the computer writing stories.


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**Review** The Hitcher by Charming Man







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For those of you looking for something a little more arousing, Charming Man offers a written insight into the realms of sensual romance.
Exploring the thought provoking world of encounters between strangers, sexual fantasies, illicit relationships and voyeurism, Charming Man attempts to reach the inner desire for erotic excitement that he believes is within us all.
Although all works ultimately leave nothing to the imagination, each treads a slow and tortuous path, building slowly to prolong the feeling of anticipation.
So why not take a look at the Charming Man website and peruse the stories at your ‘pleasure’. You’ll find no explicit content on the site’s pages; each story extract sets a scene and will hopefully leave you wanting more!
Note from CM 
The covers of all my twelve short stories are very “un-erotic” to say the least, something I’m particularly proud of; I don’t go for sleazy images, preferring the almost comical.
Some love their quirkiness, others have told me it’s no wonder my books don’t sell with covers like that!  
I’d love to hear what  readers think.
So if you have any thoughts or opinions on all Charming Mans Covers please send him a note. ~Orchard~


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Charming Man is starting to find his feet!
And as such he is taking to the road, making personal appearances, meeting fans and signing copies of his latest books.
Charming Man is looking forward to meeting you at
Orchard Book Club ~ Author Event & Ball
March 14th 2015
In Peterborough
Tickets are on sale now.
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Listed below is the complete portfolio of Charming Man’s novellas, short stories and full length novels.
The tortured tale of a frustrated headmaster, who falls under the spell of one of his upper sixth form students one fateful Friday afternoon.
Two passengers occupy themselves on a transatlantic flight.
A wild and visionary wet dream in the early hours of a hot summer’s night.
A sexy exhibitionist puts on a show and then demands the same in return.
A backpacker meets his Greek goddess.
The girls decide to play while the boys are supposedly watching an all important football match.
A chance meeting leads to horse play down on the farm.
clandestine rendez-vous gets the massage oils flowing.
The champagne flows during a New Year’s Eve soiree, leading to an illicit resolution.
The dark tale of a steamy rendez-vous in a secluded attic, during a long overdue college reunion.
The complete compilation of all eleven short stories listed on the Stories page, available in paperback as well as eBook.
Available Spring 2015
Two like-minded souls let their very vivid imaginations get the better of them
Coming 2015
Two discover forbidden fruits in a forgotten garden.
Coming Soon 
Our review of The Hitcher 
A cat and mouse game of love, set in the late 70s to the sounds of the new wave era.
review by rachel

I’ve been a fan of this author for a long time and have enjoyed his work immensely! I have to say that I think The Hitcher is my new favourite story by Charming Man.

The book is set in the 1970’s and the scene was set so well and the musical interjections helped the mood no end….. although I did break from reading a few times to youtube a few of the songs I wasn’t familiar with, lol.

CM does a wonderful job of getting us intrigued by the characters from the very beginning. First we meet Steve, while driving to his parents holiday cottage he picks up Faye, she is on her way to the ferry port…..

A friendship full of banter starts instantly, and the chemistry progresses between them very quickly leading to an evening and night full of pleasure for them both.

This book was so much fun to read and there is so much more I could say in addition to what I have already, but I just hate spoilers……you must read the book for yourself! 😉

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Carnal Persuasion ~ K T Fisher & Ava Manello ~~ release blitz!

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Book: Carnal Persuasion
Series: Severed MC #4
Author: KT Fisher & Ava Manello
Genre: MC
Cover Design: Margreet Asselbergs
Cover Model: Asher Collins
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book blurbThe fourth instalment in the Severed MC series finds Cowboy wrestling with his demons. Can he go on, or is he too broken after everything he’s endured?

Meanwhile the citizens of Severed are caught up in a war, and it’s down to Severed MC to try and save them.

This book is going to blow your mind.

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Severed Angel (Severed MC#1)

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Carnal Desire (Severed MC#2)

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Severed Justice (Severed MC#3)

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KT Fisher

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I love reading, it’s my favourite hobby. I’ve always had ideas for my own books packed into my head so I thought I would write them out for people to enjoy.

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Ava Manello

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Passionate reader, blogger, publisher, and author. I love nothing more than helping other Indie authors publish their books be that reviewing, beta reading, formatting or proofreading,

I love erotic suspense that’s well written and engages the reader, and I love promoting the heck out of it over on my book blog.

I’m a mother, but most of all I’m me!

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*Release Blitz * *Flirting with Destiny by Eve Carter






“Damn my father and damn this trip. He died and left his affairs in a mess for me to settle. If I return to my hometown, I know the inevitable will happen. I’ll run into Lauren Mitchell! When someone blasts a hole on your heart, like Lauren did to me, it tends to stay open and seeing her again will not ease the pain.”

Aedyn Dell Cumberland left his small hometown after watching his mother pass away in the hospital the night of his high school graduation. In the years to follow he distanced himself completely from the small town and was transformed from a member of the geek squad to a handsome and successful businessman.
When he finally returns to attend his father’s funeral, he runs into his high school crush, Lauren Mitchel. Old feelings he’d wanted to be left buried are stirred up until he learns about Lauren’s short-tempered boyfriend.
Can a couple miss their destiny the first time, and then get another chance at it? Or will Aedyn’s heart remain a puppet for which Lauren holds the strings?

Don’t miss the latest erotic romance, Flirting with Destiny: Aedyn Book 1, by New York Times Bestselling author, Eve Carter.

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I am a true romantic at heart and with a modern contemporary erotic twist to my romance novels, you had better fasten your seat belt, as the ride is always fun, exciting and fiery.
Living in Southern California, but a mid-westerner at heart, I find plenty of inspiration for my books in my own exciting life. I have always loved the arts and as a young girl, I took dance classes and spent the summers reading books from the local library. Fascinated with the written word and its power to guide the imagination, I started writing short stories and later took Creative Writing classes in college. I graduated from The University of Iowa with a B.A. in Journalism and an M.A. in Higher Education. I also have a Teaching Credential from Chapman University in Southern California.

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Carly Phillips – Dare to Touch First Chapter Sneak Peek

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Dare to Touch
Carly Phillips
First Chapter Sneak Peek

About Dare to Touch:
Olivia Dare, executive director of the Miami Thunder, and team travel director, Dylan Rhodes share more than just a passion for football–their chemistry is explosive and their feelings for each other are intense. But Olivia is wary of any man getting too close. Given her background – a near-bigamist dad and an ex-boyfriend who merely enforced her lack of priority in his life – Olivia fears being hurt again but she can’t resist embarking upon a passionate affair with Dylan, even as she holds part of herself back.
Dylan isn’t a man who does anything half way. Once he decides to pursue Olivia, he goes all in. When the Pro-Bowl takes them to the desert oasis of Arizona, Dylan is determined to make sure their time together isn’t all business. What happens while at the luxury resort is life altering but when Olivia admits her deepest pain, will Dylan be able to prove he’s a man with staying power? Or will Olivia be disappointed  again, this time by the most important man in her life?

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The birthday party had wound down and only family and a few close friends remained in the private room where the celebration had been held. Olivia didn’t feel any older, only … more jaded. Was it any wonder? Her twenty-fifth birthday, surrounded by friends and family – if you excluded her wayward father. Of course he hadn’t been able to make the party. When had he shown up for anything important in her life?
She leaned against the bar on both elbows and closed her eyes for a few seconds to gather herself before packing up the presents and heading home.
“Happy birthday, Olivia.” A familiar masculine voice drawled in her ear. She shivered at the sound, all her senses prickling with awareness as Dylan Rhodes’ warm breath heated her skin.
She turned to find him close. Too close and her pulse picked up speed. Sexy chocolate brown eyes gazed at her. And his close cut goatee teased her with its nearness. In her dreams, that sexy goatee felt delicious against her bared flesh.
Jesus, Olivia, get a grip.
“Thanks for coming to the party.” Her voice came out too husky for her liking but Dylan always had this kind of effect on her. He was travel director with the Miami Thunder, her coworker, and the man she’d lusted after from the day they’d met.
“I’m glad your sister invited me.”
She wished Avery hadn’t insisted on throwing her a party, but now that it was nearly over, Olivia had had a wonderful time and was grateful her mom and her siblings, half and full, cared enough to attend the event. Friends and coworkers too.
Especially Dylan.
He studied her beneath his hooded gaze. “I wouldn’t miss your celebration.” He tucked a wayward strand of hair behind her ear, his fingers trailing a path over her cheek in what was a deliberate, lingering touch.
She shivered, her traitorous nipples puckering at his light caress. This was more than the flirting dance they normally did. There was intent in his coffee colored stare.
She shouldn’t be surprised. Until recently, a sense of corporate responsibility kept them as coworkers only. And then Olivia’s brother Ian had fallen for his now wife, Riley, and given her a job with the Thunder. Next her half-brother Alex had hooked up with his now-wife, Madison, and they too worked with the team. Ever since, Dylan had stepped up his game. It was like her family’s willingness to mix business with pleasure had given him the green light to pursue her. She’d managed to hold out so far, but she knew it was only a matter of time before she gave in.
What are you fighting, Liv? She asked herself. Too many things, came the reply. But her quivering insides and the liquid desire pulsing through her veins told her she was going to take the dive and deal with the repercussions later.
“I asked if you wanted your present?” Dylan’s voice brought her out of her own head.
She managed a nod, trying not to betray the excitement fluttering inside her. “Sure. I love gifts.”
A grin edge the corners of his mouth and he treated her to those irresistible dimples. He was raw, intense and kept his emotions in check. On simmer, never boiling over.
Although she didn’t come from his rougher background, she could relate to the need to hold things close. A father who’d betrayed his entire family in a way only soap operas saw and a first love that walked away when she needed him most taught her hard-won lessons. Hell, she was still learning them. Hadn’t she believed her father would come? He hadn’t even called to say he wouldn’t be able to attend. He’d sent a message with her half-brother Alex. She swallowed hard. The confident, tough Olivia people saw on the outside was far different than the sensitive, hurt girl that lived inside her.
She searched and found that outer Olivia now. “So? What do you have for me, hot shot?”
He grasped her hand and pulled her away from the bar, giving her no choice but to follow him, rushing in her heels to keep up.
Her sister, Avery, stared open-mouthed as she passed. Olivia’s face burned as she realized her entire family was watching Dylan pull her through the lounge area they’d rented for the night and into a darkened hallway.
He came to a halt, turned and steadied her with strong hands on her waist. “Dylan, what are you –“
He cut her off with a kiss. His lips on hers, hard, demanding and oh so good. Just as her brain told her this was stupid, he slid his lips over her jawline, she felt that rough beard for the first time, and her mind shut down.
He nipped at her ear and a low moan reverberated from her throat. “Dylan – ”
His hand gripped her hair, tilting her neck back and his mouth returned to hers. The slight tug on her scalp had the odd effect of arousing her, the moisture dampening her panties a clear indication she liked this birthday gift and wanted more. Tongues tangled and she reveled in his taste, a malty flavor from the beer he’d been drinking. No refined scotch for Dylan, he was rough in ways she hadn’t been exposed to before him. And she loved it, meeting his demanding kisses with more of her own.
He turned and pushed her against the wall, his hard body aligning with hers. The thick swell of his erection pressed against her belly and her knees went weak at the thought of what could come next.
He grasped her jaw in one hand and brushed a finger over closed lids. “Open and look at me.”
Her eyes fluttered open. Up close he was even more devastating to look at, pure want and need in his expression. For her.
His hand never left her neck as he gazed into her eyes. “Happy birthday, sunshine.” He leaned in and kissed her hard once. Then he slid a box into her hand, curled her fingers around it tight and stepped away.
She glanced down at the gift, dumbfounded. Her body still tingled in all strategic areas and her heart was beating a mile a minute. If not for the wall at her back, she would have collapsed to the floor in a heap. But before she could gather her wits, he winked at her. Then he turned and walked away.


Dylan’s head spun from that kiss. He’d wanted Olivia for a long time and this party provided him the perfect opportunity to make it clear things between them were going to change. No more staring at those red glossed lips and wondering what she tasted like. Now he knew.
He ran his finger over his mouth, coming up with sticky gloss and he grinned. He’d rendered her speechless, not an easy feat. The sexy vixen now knew where he stood.
So no more using her job as an excuse, either. “It’s difficult being a female in a male dominated profession. Getting involved with you will make it look like I can’t handle things myself.”
He called bullshit on that one. Once his assistant, Olivia was now the team’s executive director. She was dedicated to her job in a man’s world and had to work twice as hard to prove herself as her predecessor had. But she never complained.  She was smart, intelligent, and everyone in the industry that met her came to both like and respect her. She’d more than proved herself in their world.
And given her family’s propensity to mix business with pleasure … yeah. He wasn’t buying her reason. She was scared of something. Fine, that he could deal with. He sure as hell didn’t do well at relationships either. Which didn’t mean he wasn’t about to try one with her. They could be good together, given the chance. They shared a mutual passion for football, something that was rare. Dylan ought to know. He’d had enough women try to distract him from his love of the sport.
Added to Olivia’s brains and wit, she had a killer body. She was slender with small curves in all the right places, breasts just made to be held in his palms. He’d had to hold himself back from taking things in that hallway even further. Her waist was made for him to grip hard and those legs starred in his most heated fantasies. He was a leg man and he couldn’t shake the thought of those long limbs wrapped around him as she slid inside her wet heat.
Now that he knew her sweet taste and her feminine scent, he craved so much more. He intended to have it, too.
Dylan headed for the door, only to be stopped by his boss, Olivia’s brother.
“I’d like a word,” Ian said.
He didn’t want to get into his personal choices with Ian but he respected the man. So he gave him the time. “What’s up?”
Ian glanced around. No one was around to overhear. “I realize I’m in no position to judge relationships in the work place.”
Dylan cocked his head. “And?”
“I saw you two in the hallway.” Ian shifted on his feet, clearly uncomfortable with the subject.
Dylan had made a scene by pulling Olivia away. He knew Ian was overprotective of his sisters and since Dylan felt the same way about Callie, his sister, he wouldn’t lose his temper now.
But that didn’t mean he was opening a vein for the man either. “I don’t owe you an explanation.”
“The hell you don’t. That’s my sister you’re playing with.”
Dylan blew out a long breath. “Who said I’m playing?”
Ian inclined his head, acknowledging Dylan’s words. He cleared his throat. “My sister is tough on the outside but she’s … more fragile inside,” he said, clearly considering his words carefully.
“Your point?” Dylan asked the other man, not wanting information about Olivia from anyone but her.
“Don’t play with her head or her heart.”
Dylan inclined his head. “I don’t intend to.”
Ian eyed him through his infamous narrowed gaze, assessing him, causing Dylan to straighten his shoulders and meet his stare head on.
“We good?” Ian finally asked.
“Sure thing.” He and Ian known one another a long time.
They’d both attended the University of Florida and Ian had given him a job when they’d run into each other again a few years after graduation. Dylan owed the man but that didn’t mean he had to put what he wanted on hold. Ian would deal with whatever happened. He had no choice because Dylan wasn’t backing down. He was going after Olivia.


The Monday after her party, Olivia grabbed her coffee from the break room and settled into her office at the stadium. She loved her job. Growing up, she’d always wanted to hang with her older brothers, Ian and Scott, both of whom loved football. Although Scott was now a police officer, he never missed a home Thunder game. And since their father’s brother, Paul, owned the team, Olivia been exposed to the sport early. And often.
When Uncle Paul had left the country to travel with his partner, he’d turned the presidency over to Ian, who he’d groomed for the position. Olivia had graduated college knowing she wanted a position in the front offices. She’d started in PR and moved to travel, learning all she could before being promoted to executive director last year. She loved her job, loved that she worked with some of her family members, and appreciated how hard the players worked and their dedication to the sport and the team. Coming into work was never a hardship. She considered herself lucky.
Her birthday party merely reinforced the fact that she was surrounded by people she loved. She’d spent yesterday going through presents and anally finishing her thank you notes for each gift. Her sister, Avery, also her apartment-mate, made fun of her but at least she didn’t have those still on her To Do list.
She settled into her chair and reached into her bag for her eyeglasses. She didn’t wear them often but she’d had a headache today and opted not use her contacts. But instead of the case she ended up with the gift box from Dylan in her hand.
She ran her fingers over the velvet covering. Knowing what was inside, her stomach flipped over. This wasn’t just a, walk into a store and pick out the easiest present, kind of gift. This was well thought out and chosen with her in mind. She couldn’t bring herself to wear it and she couldn’t stand to leave it home either.
She snapped open the box and looked down at the necklace. The delicate gold pendant of the sun with a sparkling diamond in the center twinkled up at her. Because he called hersunshine.
She’d thought it was a lighthearted nickname, not something with more meaning. Even if every time she heard it her heart fluttered inside her chest. Olivia had no problem admitting she was attracted to Dylan. She was just wary of smooth talking guys. Oh hell, she was wary of most men and for what she thought was good reason. Hello, daddy, she thought with disgust. He’d called the next morning to apologize for missing her party, but too little too late. She’d murmured her easy acceptance because that’s what she did. Olivia accepted things as they were. She might be the peacemaker who’d convinced her siblings to at least outwardly forgive the father who’d betrayed them, but that didn’t mean she didn’t have her own issues and internal scars.
As for Dylan, he was a contradiction. From a rough part of Miami, he still managed to attend the University of Florida on scholarship. She didn’t know much about his past as he didn’t discuss it. She respected that. After all, they weren’t friends, they were colleagues. Even if he wanted to be more.
He possessed an edge, one that was apparent even when he wore a suit and juggled the schedules of dozens of players and team management. It was that edge that appealed to her. She liked the guy who took control and dragged her across the room, then kissed her senseless. She was drawn to the man who called her sunshine and gave her this gorgeous necklace. It showcased a softer side of him and that was the side that scared her. Because she could fall for a man like Dylan. So hard. Which meant she’d be open and vulnerable… and experience told her that kind of pain didn’t go away easily. She preferred dating men with whom she didn’t have a chance of getting in too deep.
She placed the delicate necklace into the box and snapped it closed just as a knock sounded at the door.
She dropped the box onto the desk. “Come in.”
The door swung open and Dylan strode in. Speak of the devil, she thought.
Today was casual, no meetings, meaning he wore a pair of black slacks and a white collared shirt open at the neck, revealing a sprinkling of dark – mouthwatering – hair. His sleeves were rolled up and she found that even his forearms were muscular and sexy.
“Morning, sunshine.” He treated her to a heart stopping smile.
She swallowed hard. “Good morning.”
“Got a minute?” he asked.
She nodded.
He shut the door behind him. “You look sexy in those glasses.”
With shaking hands, she pulled them off, suddenly self-conscious.
“You’re sexy without them, too.” He started towards her desk, where his gift sat front and center.
It was too much to hope he wouldn’t notice.
The big grin on his face told her she was out of luck.
He sat on the corner of her desk and folded his arms across his chest. “So?” he asked, his knowing gaze on the incriminating box.
Better to face it head on, she decided. “Thank you, Dylan. It’s beautiful.”
“But you’re not wearing it.” His lips turned down and she suddenly felt awful and didn’t want to disappoint him or hurt his feelings.
“I was just about to put it on.”
His gaze held hers for more than a few seconds before he picked up the velvet box and took out the necklace. “Turn,” he said in a gruff voice.
She stood and pivoted around. He stepped up behind her, his body heat already testing her resolve.
She tilted her head forward and raised her long hair off her neck, allowing him to slide the necklace in place and engage the small hook. Instead of moving away, she suddenly sensed him closer.
His breath fanned her neck, warm air causing a wave of arousal to nearly knock her off her feet.
“What are you–“ She couldn’t continue, not when his lips skimmed her neck and her words morphed into more of a moan. His mouth was warm and he lingered, inhaling her where she stood. Her nipples puckered beneath the silk of her tank and she grabbed onto the desk for support.
“Do you want to know why I gave this to you? Why I call you sunshine?” His words vibrated against her skin but he didn’t give her a chance to reply. “It’s because when I come in to work every morning, seeing you lights up my day.”
Oh God. “That’s –“
“Corny but true.” He grasped her shoulders to keep her steady and rimmed her outer ear with his tongue.
He lit a fuse that ran straight to her core. Suddenly that’s all she was aware of, the pulsing of her sex, her damp panties and her heavy breasts, all three achy and needing his touch more than her next breath.
She wanted to turn, throw herself into his arms and kiss him for all she was worth. Wrap her legs around his waist and –
A quick knock and her door opened wide. Riley, her sister in law, strode in, speaking as she walked. “I wanted to talk to you about – Oh!” She came to a halt. Took in Olivia and Dylan and a big smile crossed her face. “Looks like I’m interrupting,” she said, but made no move to leave.
Olivia tried to step away but Dylan’s hands on her arms held her tight.
“Dylan and I were just – umm… I mean Dylan came to discuss the trip to Arizona for the Pro Bowl, didn’t you?” she asked on a rush, grasping for a business related reason for him to be in her office. Not that anything would explain how close they stood or how his lips had been on her neck….
Dylan merely looked amused. “Apparently, yes. I’m here to talk about the trip.” He stepped away but his hand dropped, skimming Olivia’s lower back. “We can pick this discussion up at lunch,” he said.
“Lunch?” she asked, parroting his words because her entire body was still tingling unable to process what had just happened between them. What would have happened if Riley hadn’t barged in?
It wasn’t much. It was everything. Shit.
“Lunch,” he stated. “I’ll come get you at Noon.” He turned to her and winked.
She ignored that in favor of his overbearing push to make plans she hadn’t agreed to. “Don’t I get a say?” she asked. “What if I already have plans?”
Ignoring Riley’s amused grin, Dylan met her gaze. “I gave you a say for the last couple of months. I decided it’s my turn. See you at Noon.” His fingers glided over her hand as he walked out. “Nice to see you, Riley,” he said, disappearing out the door.
“What was that!? And while you’re at it, what was with the caveman routine, dragging you across the room and into the hallway at your party?” Riley, her brother Ian’s wife, the team’s assistant travel secretary and Olivia’s close friend, settled into the most comfortable extra seat in the office. Her brown curls hung down her back, her eyes glinting with amusement as she waited for an answer.
Olivia eased back into her chair behind her desk, her awareness of everything around her heightened. Hell, she was trembling.
“I don’t know. We’ve always flirted but I thought I made it clear I wasn’t going to mix business with… anything else.” She didn’t want to use the word pleasure right now. She didn’t think her over stimulated hormones could take it.
“Didn’t seem like he was listening.”
She reached for pendant around her neck. “He gave me this for my birthday.”
Riley rose and leaned in for a good look. “That’s gorgeous. Obviously he’s not taking no for an answer. Are you still planning on resisting? And I have to ask, why? He’s a great guy and not hard on the eyes either… but don’t tell your brother I said that.” She grinned because they both knew how proprietary Ian could be.
Olivia groaned. “I can’t resist him. I don’t want to. But he’s so intense. Like all or nothing and I honestly don’t know if I’m ready for that.”
“You could keep spending nights home with your TV or you could go out with a guy who obviously worships you. Really difficult choice.”
“Oh that’s rich coming from how hard you fought Ian when he went after you.”
Riley rubbed her hands together. “Ian scared me because he’s so… dominant. And you know about my father.”
Riley’s father had been an abusive, controlling bastard. She’d had good reason to be wary of Ian and his dominating personality. Not that he’d ever hurt her. Worship her was more like it.  He’d won her over but not before she’d almost lost him first.
“I know, but –“
“Just hear me out, okay?” Riley asked.
Because Olivia knew her friend was coming from a good place, she nodded.
“I mistakenly thought trusting Ian would cost me my self-esteem and independence. But you don’t have those issues.”
“No, but I do have serious trust issues of my own and you know why.”
“Yeah. Your father and his other family. You know I’m well aware of both sides of that issue.” Riley was best friends with her half-brother Alex.
“So I get why you’re wary, but you ought to give Dylan a chance to prove he’s one of the good guys.”
Olivia forced a smile. There was more to it than just her father. Although she had to admit, he’d been the first man to shatter her faith and continued to do so. She’d thought the sun rose and set on Robert Dare and believed she was his princess, just like he’d always claimed. Problem was, he’d said it when he came home from his varied and extended business trips, arms loaded with gifts. And she’d been too young and naïve to know that those presents let him assuage his guilt because he had a mistress and other kids on the side. Kids he gave more time and more of himself to than he ever had to Olivia and her siblings.
Then came Olivia’s huge college mistake that merely reinforced the fact that she found it difficult to believe what any man she was involved with claimed.
“Look, I’m sure Dylan is a good guy.” A sexy man with dark hair she wanted to run her fingers through and lips she wanted to taste again.
Riley shrugged. “So go into it with your eyes open. Hot sweaty sex can be very fulfilling. You don’t need to worry about things like relationships and being hurt if you don’t invest your heart.” Riley met her gaze. “Right?”
A slow smile curled Olivia’s mouth. Maybe she should stop over thinking things. Dylan wasn’t asking for her hand in marriage, God forbid. Then she’d have to dig into her deepest fears and darkest pain. He was just asking for lunch. And probably more but that kind of more she could handle.
Olivia nodded, finally getting her head in the correct frame of mind to deal with Dylan Rhodes.

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New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Carly Phillips N.Y. Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Carly Phillips has written over 40 sexy contemporary romance novels that today’s readers identify with and enjoy. After a successful 15 year career with various New York publishing houses, Carly is making the leap to Indie author, with the goal of giving her readers more books at a faster pace at a better price. Her Serendipity books will still finish up in January/February 2014 via Berkley as planned. Carly lives in Purchase, NY with her family, two nearly adult daughters and two crazy dogs who star on her Facebook Fan Page and website. She’s a writer, a knitter of sorts, a wife, and a mom. In addition, she’s a Twitter and Internet junkie and is always around to interact with her readers. You can find all information about Carly at her website and other social media sites …

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Title: Finding Us (A Nucci Securities Novel)
Author: Debra Presley
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: February 2015





Title: The Business Affair Series
Author: Jaspira Noel
Genre: Holiday Contemporary Romance




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Cover Reveal ~ Saving Ayden by Muriel Garcia

Saving Ayden ( Last Hangman MC #1)

Muriel Garcia


MC Romance

Release Date: January 2, 2015


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Ayden and Anthony have been best friends forever. They did everything together and grew up around The Last Hangman MC. They’ve stuck together through the good and the bad, realizing that what they feel for each other is so much more than friendship. They confess their feelings and start dating but their happiness is short lived.
Ayden’s life is changed in an instant…One minute you think everything is perfect, that you’ve found your happily ever after and the next minute your whole world comes crashing down, forcing her to leave New Orleans.
She starts a new life in New York but realize it’s not enough, that she needs to get back to her roots even if it means going back where the MC is.
Anthony let Ayden leave six years ago.
He’s always regretted it and seeing her again confirms how much he wants her and needs her in his life.
He’ll do all he can to have Ayden back in his life and explain why she took off years ago.
What happens when her past catches up with her and starts messing with her life again?
Will she give into the fear of what took place that night might occur again? Or will she trust Anthony and let him help her get through it?
What happens when she finds out who is behind all the bad things she went through in the past? Will she be strong enough to handle the truth? Or will it destroy her beyond repair?
WARNING : Contains foul language, sex scenes, mention of abuse and rape. 18+ 




When the waitress leaves her after delivering Ayden her food, I walk over and just as she’s about to take a bite, she looks up and we make eye contact. I can’t help the smirk spreading across my face, at the look of excitement, laced with worry, and could it be lust on her face? I don’t know what it is, but I hold her gaze for a couple of seconds before she looks down at her plate, denying me those beautiful jade eyes.

I sit down across from her in the booth. I can see her squirm, I still have the same effect on her and she still holds the same power over me. I have to readjust myself, my jeans are getting tight.

“Ayden.” I see her shiver when I say her name. She finally looks back at me.

“Anthony.” Her tone is clipped. She’s clearly surprised and not very happy to see me.

“We need to talk Sweet Cheeks.”

“Don’t call me that. You’ve lost that privilege long ago,” she whispers, she’s getting pissed. Good, at least she’s still affected by my nickname for her.

“Now, I wasn’t the one running away. I didn’t do anything wrong. I can still call you that if I want to.” I smirk playfully. I’m still hurt, but I don’t want her to run away again.

“I deserved that. Now if you don’t mind I’m trying to enjoy my diner.” She takes a bite of her pickle. Fuck me she did that on purpose!

“I see that.” I steal a piece of bacon from her burger and take a bite.

“Hey, that’s mine!”

“Too bad, now it’s mine.” I wink at her and shove the rest in my mouth.

“Fucker! You don’t mess with a woman’s food!” She’s adorable and extremely hot when she’s pissed.

“Well looks like I did, now will you listen to what I have to say or not?”

“Or not.” She takes an angry bite of the pickle again.

“Kinky.” I smirk licking my lips.

“Piss off Ant!” she whispers loudly.

“We’re going to talk Sweet Cheeks, like it or not, we will very soon.”

“There’s nothing left to say. I know what’s been going on, my mom’s kept me updated on everything. I don’t need you to repeat it to me, I’m good. We don’t have to act like we are friends.” I know she doesn’t mean it. She’s trying to hold back her tears and her lower lip is quivering.

“As you wish Sweet Cheeks. But it will happen very soon… you can bet on it.” I look into her eyes. Showing her I’m very serious about this talk we need to have. I want to have our talk now but I don’t want to scare her away even more. The last thing I want is for her to leave town again. It would kill me. “Have a nice day.” I take a sip of her drink, wink at her, and bend down to kiss her cheek—her soft skin is like heaven. I make my way out of the restaurant knowing I managed to get her attention and that she won’t forget I exist anytime soon. I just can’t wait to be able to talk with her and lay it all out.

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Muriel Garcia grew up in Belgium. She loves music, tattoos—especially on hot men, traveling, and cooking. She has always had an overly imaginative and creative mind but never thought of writing a book until a couple of months ago. Now she couldn’t imagine not writing stories that are near and dear to her heart.


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Randi Cooley Wilson’s Redemption release.


Title: Redemption (The Revelation Series #3)
Author: Randi Cooley Wilson
Date of publication: December 15th 2014



For Eve Collins, darkness has descended after her love vanished into the night sky. A new protector has been appointed, one who challenges everything she’s believed to be true.

In this third installment of The Revelation Series, Eve will become aware of dangers and worlds that exist only in her nightmares, and bloodline secrets that will trigger a centuries old war.

You can escape anything, except your destiny.

Readers captivated by Revelation and Restraint will become enthralled with Redemption.

*Mature Young Adult/New Adult Paranormal Romance*

The Revelation Series

Revelation (The Revelation Series, #1)
Restraint (The Revelation Series #2)



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Randi Cooley Wilson

Randi Cooley Wilson is the author of both new and young adult paranormal/fantasy and contemporary romances. Her debut novel Revelation is the first book in The Revelation Series, which includes the sequel Restraint. After living in Southern California, happily bathed in sunshine and warm weather for fifteen years, Randi recently moved back to her home state of Massachusetts with her husband and daughter.









Eve and Asher – Redemption “Someday, when this is all over, I promise you’ll have the peace you’re craving. It will be just me and you, siren,” he vows quietly. I sigh in contentment. “That’s all I want, Ash.” “Then I’ll move Heaven and earth to make sure you get it.” I turn to face him and push up on my tiptoes. Leaning in, I give him a slow, molten kiss. I push everything I feel for him into the gesture. I want to fill every space of his soul, the way he does mine. It’s like I’m trying to climb inside his heart and live there. I’m not sure how long we stay like this, in our own private, perfect moment, but I never want to leave. Breathlessly, I pull away. My eyes find Asher’s. “What is it you want the most?” Asher’s intense gaze holds mine, taking my breath away. “Redemption.” Gage and Eve – Redemption “Poison” “Why am I always getting wet around you?” I ground out of my tight jaw. Gage moves so he is standing over me. “Do you really want me to answer that?” I girlie growl at him—actually girlie growl. “I’m really starting to hate you.” “Hate me or just semi-dislike me?” he asks while placing his soaked shirt back on. Sad. “Is there a difference?” “A large one.” Just as I’m about to retort, Gage kneels down to examine my leg. “What are you doing?” My eyes follow every one of his movements with unease and curiosity. Little cold beads of water drip from his hair, landing on my leg. “The pugio has poison in it. I have to get it out,” he states calmly as he moves closer to my tingling leg. “Poison?” I repeat. “What about you? They must have hit your wings like a thousand times?” I sit up, attempting to control the fear spreading through my body. “It’s only dangerous to those who have a soul.” Gage is focused on my knee. “How do you get it out?” My leg is now beginning to pulse painfully. Gage’s eyes meet mine. “I need you to trust me, love. Can you do that?” Well, shit. This can’t be good. I pause, chewing on the inside of my cheek. “No. But it hurts like hell so do what you need to,” I concede. He nods once. “I need to remove the knife then suck the poison out.” “Suck? As in…mouth on wound and suck?” “It’s the only way to drag the poison out before it hits your bloodstream. Once it does, it will paralyze you.” His sea green eyes hold mine for what feels like forever. Suddenly, my leg goes from a dull throb to a full-on burn. God, I wish Asher were here. Sighing my annoyance and fighting the urge to scream, I agree. “Just do it,” I order through my clenched teeth. Shit! How could something so small, cause so much goddamn pain? Gage gives me a half apologetic smile before wrapping my leg tightly in his arm, chokehold style. Once my leg is secure, he yanks out the small weapon. It hurts like hell. I bite my lip, muffling a scream as my eyes water. “Take a breath, love. Almost done,” Gage encourages. Through my ragged inhaling, I watch his every movement with an unhealthy fascination. Inch by inch his mouth moves closer to the wound. When his lips are within a breath of my knee, he blows lightly on the open cut, easing some of the discomfort. My stomach drops at the sensation. I release a soft sound of appreciation. His eyes lift watching me between his long blond lashes while his breath soothes the sting. Slowly, his tongue darts out and runs over the small wound. First running it lengthwise and then in circular motions. At the contact, I pant out a ragged breath. “I’m going to suck it now, love.” The double meaning sends tremors up my spine. Gage’s mouth closes over the wound, and in a gentle motion, he begins to suck the lesion. The longer he does it, the less my leg burns. Finally, the pain is gone completely and I have feeling back in the limb. He licks the sensitive spot one last time and plants a soft kiss on it before lifting his head. Seeing my comfort, Gage pulls back and smirks. “All better?” I nod. “Thank you,” I whisper with a dry throat. Eve, Abby and Callan – Redemption “Ice Cream Wars” “I can’t even believe that I am mated to you,” Abby screeches. I cringe. An hour. This has been going on for an hour. Please God make it stop. I sigh and swallow another spoonful. “Baby, don’t be like that. You know it’s totally true. Ben & Jerry’s Hazed and Confused is honestly the best flavor ice cream in the history of the world,” Callan argues. Abby’s eyes are like saucers. Big, blue, angry saucers. “Callan Thomas St. Michael, I may have to break our bond. McConnell’s Eureka Lemon and Marion Berries is by far the best flavor ever made. Right, Eve?” They both stare at me, waiting for me to pick a side. I groan. “I’m partial to black raspberry,” I offer quietly, not really wanting to be in the middle. Callan’s jaw drops and Abby beams before clearly taking the high road. Good lord. “That’s closer to my flavor, and since they’re both fruit flavors, I win,” she declares. “No way. Babe, her pick doesn’t count. That flavor isn’t even an ice cream. It’s a sorbet or frozen yogurt, or something. I mean, who picks a fruit flavored ice cream?” Callan disputes. Abby’s mouth drops. “I JUST DID!” “Would you two please tone it down? Christ, it’s like I’m out with my parents. People are staring and you’re embarrassing me with your bickering.” God, they’re like children. Callan and Abby look around with perplexed looks on their faces. “Cutie, there’s like, no one here. How could we possibly be embarrassing you? Are you telling me the opinion of one scoop girl is going to keep you up all night?” Eve – Redemption “Dark Fairytale” When I was a little girl, Elizabeth would read me fairytales. They were stunning stories of love, courage and triumph. And in the end, the beautiful princess would always be saved by the handsome prince and live happily ever after. In truth, fairytales are dark. They’re about sacrifice, lost love, and worlds where pure evil exists only to torture innocent souls. The storyteller simply leaves out the suffering, anguish and loss that the prince and princess experience along the way in order to achieve a happily ever after. My story is a dark fairytale. Filled with evil, loss, suffering and loneliness. There is no happy ending for me. Even in the happiest of fairytales, someone must die, be defeated, or suffer in order for the prince and princess to succeed and be allowed to love. War has begun. Love can no longer be. It’s time to make my sacrifice so that this dark fairytale can have its happy ending. Even if that means I no longer exist in the story.


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Release day!! Without Consequence by Victoria L. James and L.J. Stock

Book: Without Consequence
Author: Victoria L. James and LJ Stock
Genre: Contemporary M/C Romance


There are two kinds of prison sentence that try to break us: the ones served behind iron bars and the ones served through a lifetime of guilt. Some people are handed just one. The unfortunate are given both.
Drew Tucker, despite his formidable reputation, was a man shrouded in darkness who had been dealt every kind of sentence known to man. His only path of survival was to fight and conquer. After five years of solitude, with nothing to keep him company but old ghosts and relentless demons, Drew was finally out, and he had a plan in mind to reign supreme once more.
But everything had changed since he’d left the small town of Babylon, Texas, and where he once fit into the world around him, he now felt misguided, misplaced and misunderstood. Freedom wasn’t free anymore and it sure as hell didn’t come cheap.
That only got worse when he crossed paths with Ayda Hanagan. Legal guardian of her teenage brother, over worked, underpaid and clinging onto sanity by the skin of her teeth, Ayda should have been easier for Drew to beat down and manipulate. She should have been easier to keep quiet. But, as with everything in his life since he got released, nothing seemed to make any damn sense, and the walls were caving in on Drew now more than ever before.
Determined to stay on the road he was born to travel, he was willing to fight whoever got in his way or blocked his path to the top. Even the blue-eyed blonde who seemed to have more mouth than sense. His actions were about to shake up the whole town again, and Drew didn’t care whether that came with or without consequences, or what the hell that meant for the likes of Ayda Hanagan.
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L.J. Stock on Victoria L. James ~ What can I say about Victoria L. James? Loads actually, she’s an amazingly talented author and I had the absolute distinct pleasure of writing with her. I also call her a friend. When we first met, we bonded instantly over our love of music, Victoria tends to be as eclectic as I am with her tastes. She finds stories in lyrics and feels the moods in the melodies.
When we first started writing together, I’ll admit I was intimidated. Here is this woman with a huge passion for putting words onto paper and painting pictures so clearly that you are completely immersed in them. How was I going to keep up with that? I’m not sure I ever did, but over time we’ve built up a repertoire. We bounce off one another and bring our characters to the forefront and hope that the interactions are as real as they appear for us.
On a more personal note, Victoria is bright, smart, kind, intelligent, funny, caring and witty. She can see so much in the world around her and always has time for anyone. Victoria lives in sunny ole Yorkshire with her family and her cats – had to mention them – and can normally be found in the playground of her imagination, listening to the Foo Fighters.
Victoria L. James on L.J. Stock ~ There aren’t many people you bump into in life that you want to both work and spend your free time with. From meeting L.J. through the wonder that is the internet, we soon came to realise that we had a hell of a lot in common. Music was where our friendship truly began, but our writing partnership flourished not too far behind. I always felt like my writing was missing something, and it was only when I read L.J.’s work that I realised what exactly that was. It was missing her influence!
After spending over a year working together, day in, day out, not a moment goes by where I don’t thank the Twitter Gods for bringing this amazingly strong and talented woman into my life. She’s an inspiration, a positive force in every situation and one hell of a talented writer. To say I’m honoured that she wanted to create a new world with me is a gross understatement. I’m blown away. One day, I hope I get lucky enough to visit her in Texas, where she lives with her family and her zoo of animals, so we can write by her pool and take part in our other dream… The great Taylor Kitsch Road (stalking) Trip. Who needs a yacht in the Caribbean when we have that to look forward to, right?

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