Thursday, April 9, 2015

Consensual by Livia Jamerlan

Title: Consensual
Author: Livia Jamerlan
Series: Consensual #1
Genre: Erotica, Romance
Release Date: August 18, 2014
Braelynn Wolf is focused on two things: work and law school.

That is how she survives.

That is how she’ll make a difference.

Until she meets HIM.

Peyton Haas is sexy, dangerous, and forbidden. The defense attorney on Braelynn’s first legal case is the only man who can cloud her judgment. Unable to stay away, she finds herself lying to everyone around her so she can spend time with the man who makes her feel things she never felt before—things she never dreamed possible.

With the legal case hanging on a thread, can Braelynn ignore the relationship she has built with Peyton?

Or will she succumb to the man who has the power to throw away her future?

Top 10 Law themed Films/TV Series
1. Ever Law and Order
2. Person of Interest    
3. Criminal Minds       
4. The Judge               
5. Erin Brockovich     
6. Philadelphia            
7. My Cousin Vinny  
8. Lincoln Lawyer     
9. A Few Good Men 
10. Better Call Saul      

Author Bio:
Livia Jamerlan is the author of Divided. She is also a hopeless romantic who is always looking for her next love story to pop in her head. Though Livia kept a journal throughout her early life, she never thought about pursuing a career in writing. She always used it as form of therapy, pouring her heart out into words. It wasn’t until a story developed in her head that she decided maybe she could write a book. At first it was just an escape from reality, but now she uses it as a power to put all her feelings, hopes, and fears on paper. Deciding it was time to tell her story, she began to write. With each passing day the story grew, characters were formed, and what seemed like a hobby at first has now become a passion for Livia.

She is a New Jersey Native who loves spending time with her husband and two dogs Buddy and Daisy. When she is not writing or hiding behind her Kindle, you can find her with outside, gardening, at a local shopping center enjoying some retail therapy, or enjoy a pepperoni pizza.


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Cover Reveal: A Forever Masterpiece by Nikki Lynn Barrett

Title: A Forever Masterpiece
Author: Nikki Lynn Barrett
Series: Masterpiece #3
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Expected Release Date: June 9, 2015
Cover Designer: Robert Barrett
Becca and Hunter plan a future without knowing their past...

Few people know the entire truth about Becca and Hunter's connection. Even fewer are living. One is in hiding, and another is closer than they think. They're still no closer to knowing everything. Hunter gets a piece of his old life back while Becca still longs for all the answers.

One terrifying night brings consequences....

Someone doesn't want them to find the answers and will go to dire lengths to keep the past hidden. The question is, who? With so many people involved, which one of them would go to the extreme to make sure they never know?

The hunter becomes the hunted.....

With the one person hiding who started the whole thing, everyone is desperate to find her and gain the truth or keep her silent forever. It's only a matter of time....

The final installment of the Masterpiece Trilogy is full of triumph, mystery, romance and so much more. Prepare for the twists and turns as Becca and Hunter make their way to forever.

Rushing inside to get her camera, she went to work, pushing real life's pain and struggle out of her mind. It wasn't working this time, but it was still a good distraction.

Someone rapped on the door.

“I'll be out in awhile!” Becca called.

“I'm not waiting awhile. I'm coming in right now.” Hunter said from the other side of the door before opening it.

She continued to take pictures from different angles, focusing on the snowflakes.

“Bec, we need to talk about this... What are you doing?”

“You'll see.” She continued to take pictures.

Hunter waited for a few minutes. Once Becca set the camera down, he pounced, circling his arms around her. “Bec-”

“I'm not apologizing. Maybe I should, I don't know, but I couldn't take another moment in there. Why did this have to be today? Why couldn't we for once, enjoy a first together with happiness?”

“I know. I wanted that more than anything, too. I pushed him. He showed me the text and I made him tell me what he knew. Maybe I should have waited-”

Becca put her fingers against his lips. “Don't you apologize either! We shouldn't have to keep being sorry for wanting to know the truth, or for saying what we feel. Isn't that what you always tell me?”

“It is.” Hunter stared back at her.

“I'll be down in a little while. I just need a little time to calm down. I'm so angry, Hunter. There's too many secrets and so much pain. Just when I think it can't get worse, I'm proven wrong. I can't stand it!”

“I know.” He drew her closer, running his fingers through her hair. “This one hit me hard, too.”

Author Bio:
I'm an avid lover of books. I've been writing as far back as I can remember, completing my first "book" by fifth grade in one of those one subject spiral notebooks. I have a passion for music, photography, jewelry and all things creative. I live in Arizona with my husband and son, but dream of being somewhere much colder and stormier. For now, I'll have to live that life through my characters and stick it out with the summer heat.


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Full Contact by Sarah Castille

Title: Full Contact
Author: Sarah Castille
Series: Redemption #3
Genre: Adult, Erotica, Romance
Release Date: April 7, 2015
When you can’t resist the one person who could destroy you…

Sia O’Donnell can’t help but push the limits. She secretly attends every underground MMA fight featuring The Predator, the undisputed champion. When he stalks his prey in the ring, Sia is mesmerized. He is dominant and dangerous and every instinct tells her to run.

Every beautiful thing Ray “The Predator” touches he knows he’ll eventually destroy. Soft, sweet and innocent, Sia is the light to Ray’s darkness-and completely irresistible. From the moment he lays eyes on her, he knows he’s going to have to put his dark past behind him to win her body and soul.

     His gaze drops to my lips, and I am suddenly and painfully aware of his body pressed tightly against mine, his arms around me, and his heartbeat quickening, as if it’s oblivious to the fact the danger has passed. I’ve never been this close to him, never seen his eyes so dark, never imagined I would feel the power thrumming through his body. Because aren’t predators supposed to kill?
     Unspent adrenaline screams through my veins, turning my legs liquid. I ache with a desire I shouldn’t feel. A painful, desperate hunger for a man I should not want—a man whose violent nature both arouses and frightens me.
     “Ray...” His name is a whispered plea on my lips.
     He threads his hand through my hair, tugging my head back so hard my eyes tear, but I have never felt such pleasure in pain.
     “Christ. I’m barely in control as it is.”
     A soft moan escapes my lips. I am hot—so hot, I might combust— and before I can stop myself, I rock up, thread my hands through his hair, and touch my lips to his in a gentle kiss.
     Ray stiffens and growls, the sound vibrating through my chest. He deepens the kiss, his tongue sliding between my lips to explore every inch of my mouth. My heart speeds to double time, but it is the way he holds me still—one hand tangled in my hair, his other hand firm around my back—that sends a wave of liquid heat through my veins. His lips are firm and demanding, forcing my mouth open as his tongue plunges deeper, stroking me into oblivion. Possessive. Demanding. Unyielding. A Predator’s kiss.
     Sliding my hands over his magnificent chest, taut and hard, and then along his broad shoulders, I drink him in with a never-ending thirst. Hot and hungry, my tongue tangles with his, questing, seeking, wanting more as I grind my hips against his thigh in an entirely uncharacteristic display of need.
     My actions inflame him. In one smooth movement, he spins us and backs me into the cold, brick wall. His arm tightens so hard I can barely breathe. And then he ravages my mouth, his tongue questing deep, as if he has lost control and the beast within will settle for nothing less than devouring me.
     I have never really, truly been kissed.
     Until now.
     I feel him with every inch of my skin, every breath I take. My breasts ache for his touch, my clit throbs for his attention, and my heart pounds in warning.
     But when I moan into his mouth, he tenses and pulls away. “Condition I’m in’s like after a fight...I got no gentleness in me.”
     Bloodlust. The aftereffect of a fight. The edge of control. But I have watched Ray for so long, lusted after him for so many nights, imagined I was the one in the ring pinned to the mat, I do the unthinkable and lean up and nip his lip. Hard.

     “I’m going to undress you. Don’t think about me. Don’t think about what scares you. Think about that canvas and what you’re going to paint. Think about the brush in your hand. The colors on your palate. Think about what inspires you. Think of something you can’t do in ink. Then do it for me.”
     As he talks, his hands glide over my rib cage, his calluses sending sensual shivers across my skin.      He presses his thumbs along either side of my spine, rubbing deep concentric circles, easing my tension as his fingers stroke the sides of my breasts. Such a feeling of warmth and contentment suffuses me that I lean back against him, only to have him growl a warning in my ear.
     “I haven’t even started.”
     My body tingles. “Is that a promise?”
     “You play nice, it could be a reward.” His subtle assurance warms me to my toes. He may be a predator, but he has soft fur.
     With slow, gentle movements, he unzips my skirt and eases it down over my hips. Cool air brushes over my heated skin, like the wind on my face when I’m on his motorcycle. But even with that happy image in my head, a familiar tension rolls through my body. My breaths come out in pants, and I tremble.
     “Use it,” Ray whispers. “Let it out. I’ve got you.”
     Heart pounding, muscles coiled tight, I grab my brush, dip into the oil, and streak black across the middle of the canvas. The first stroke is always almost orgasmic, the realization of a vision, desire exposed. But this time it is my fear splashed across the canvas, a black streak marring the pristine white surface, the memory of a night I have wished a thousand times had never been. A sob rips from my throat and I drop my brush.
     “Shhhh.” With a low growl, Ray runs his hands along my curves, and my breathing hitches.
     Damn Luke. Damn that night. I’m going to turn my fear into some- thing beautiful. Gritting my teeth, I lift my brush and the black streak becomes a wheel, two, and then I join them with a band of red.
     “Fuck.” Ray pinches my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, his chest warm, hard against my back, his belt buckle a deliciously pleasant pain on my skin.
     “Watching you paint is fucking hot.”
     PTSD crisis averted, I manage a smile. “Might be your hands on my breasts is what’s making you hot.”
     He grinds his hips into my ass, his erection stiff between us. “Touching you makes me hard. Watching you makes me hot.”
     Gray for the chrome, more red for the fairing, abstract strokes but my brain can’t fill in the detail with Ray’s fingers grazing the bare skin of my abdomen.
     “I can’t paint anymore.”
     “You can.” He cups my sex from behind, spreading his fingers, easing my legs apart. “You will.”

Author Bio:
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author, Sarah Castille, writes contemporary erotic romance and romantic suspense featuring blazingly hot alpha heroes and the women who tame them. A recovering lawyer and caffeine addict, she worked and traveled abroad before trading her briefcase and stilettos for a handful of magic beans and a home near the Canadian Rockies.


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The Dying Game by Taylor Henderson & Sara Schoen

Title: The Dying Game
Authors: Taylor Henderson & Sara Schoen
Genre: Horror, Suspense
Release Date: February 10, 2015
Publisher: Limitless Publishing
When Matthew Hastings finally has the opportunity to travel to the place that he's dreamt of visiting for years, he won't let anything stop him.

Not the ghost stories.

The hauntings.

Or even the fact that his pessimistic girlfriend has threatened to break up with him if he goes. In fact, it only makes him want to go more.

Then when he finds out that his childhood crush, Kelsey Hendricks, is going to be attending with his closest friends, nothing will stop him from leaving.

Now is his chance to tell her how he really feels. But will he get the chance? When a series of events traps the group underground in the tunnels of New Orleans, they soon discover...

They're not the only ones in the tunnels.

And they must find their way out by sunrise, or they will all be submitted to the horrors of...

The Dying Game.

Author Bios:
Sara Schoen
My name is Sara, I’m twenty years old, and I was born and raised in Northern Virginia. I have always been interested in writing, even started a book in elementary school, but it wasn’t until high school that my friend, and writing partner, more or less forced me to join an amateur writing site. After some convincing from her, I plucked up the courage and posted one of my stories. While it wasn’t popular at first, I was shocked and overwhelmed by the support of readers on Wattpad, and they gave me the support and confidence to get where I am today. I continued to write religiously for the next three years I was on the website, starting countless stories and deleting a few others. It wasn't until I was nineteen that I was given the opportunity to work with a publisher, and I'm excited that I now get to share my work with countless other people as well as continue to write for the fans that supported me to continue working toward telling the world a remarkable story.

Taylor Henderson
My name is Taylor, and I was born and raised in Northern Virginia. I have been an adamant reader and writer for as long as I can remember. Writing has been a huge part of my life since I was able to even grip a pencil. Now I am twenty years old, and nothing has really changed. I am still a resident of the state for lovers, and I still use writing as my main form of expression. I love the idea that with a few words, all put together in perfect order; I can create a world of my own. I have the ability to create characters who have special talents that I’ve always wanted, or even situations that I’ve never experienced in real life. Writing is the only activity that I seem to excel at. It’s my escape from my average life. A place where I can be who I want to be, go places that I’ve never been, and meet people whom I’ve only met in my dreams. Isn’t that what writing is all about? Finding an escape into another world? Because let’s face it, the world we live in today is crazy, and uncontrollable. I like being in control. I just want to write my own story.

Sara Schoen

Taylor Henderson

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Shattered Dreams by Angela Fattig

Title: Shattered Dreams
Author: Angela Fattig
Series: Believe #1
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: February 24, 2015
Does Mr. Right truly exist?

Long ago, Alicia Winters thought she had found him in Rick Hinder, her high school crush. She confessed all to him. He knew all her secrets, even the one that could break her. She wrote what she held in her heart. The love and romance she hoped to find one day.

Senior year she confessed that she had fallen in love with him. He made it all too clear that he would never feel the same.

She drowned herself in her work. Both outside the home and her fantasy work of writing Erotic Romance. If she couldn’t find Mr. Right, she would create him.

At 29, she is still beautiful. However, the only men she seemed to attract were scum. “Fuck romance and fuck men!” That was Alicia ‘s moto after a string of romances gone wrong. Not just a few, but several over years of trying to find Mr. Right.

Now the one man who broke her all those years ago is back and her lonely world is turned upside down when he isn’t the only one who wants her.
Rick Hinder is running for his life. The men he owes money to want repaid any way they can get it.
Going to his younger brother, Gage is out of the question. They may be brothers but Gage is a cop and cops don’t help people like him. However, he needs cash now.
Fate is a cruel bitch.

He thinks he has found his way out with Alicia. He is counting on the fact she still feels something for him. If he can play her, win her heart, he’s a shoe in for the money she’s made writing.
She has to have money, right? All authors rake in the money. He’ll just use the one secret she told him. He will be the man of her dreams. She will never know the truth…

What Rick doesn’t know is that Gage knows all about his plan. Gage will stop at nothing to protect the woman he loves.

     She laughs and slides a little closer towards me. I’m hoping that leaving the bike running will work her up more. “I bet,” she says a little breathlessly, “Don’t you ever worry about getting shot? I know I would worry about you.”
     I slid my hands down to her hips and around to her thighs. I run my thumbs along the hem of her dress then under. Her hands tighten at the nape of my neck. “Ya, I worry some,” I say with a shrug and lean close to her ear. “I’m glad you would worry about me.” Then I take her ear lobe between my teeth and feel my cock stiffen.
     She gasps. “Gage,” she whispers.
    “Yes, Alicia,” I reply kissing her skin just below her ear.
    “I think we’ve talked enough,” she informs me.
    “I couldn’t agree more,” I groan as I lean back and crush my mouth to hers. I slip my hands under her dress and find no barrier. I pull back and growl, “You’re fucking bare!”
     She leans close to my ear. “And I’m fucking wet,” she purrs, “just for you Gage.”
     “Fuck Alicia,” I groan, “are you trying to kill me?” I pull the bottom of her dress up around her waist, thrust two fingers inside her, and she stars to ride them. “So fucking wet,” I say against her neck. “I’m so goddamn hard right now I could burst.”

Author Bio:
Angela Fattig spent most of her childhood reading any book she could find. That's when her passion of writing was born. When she was 10, she started writing short stories and poems and kept quite a collection.

In 1998, she met Paul and they have shared a life together for 15 years. In 1999, she introduced the world to her first born, Brandi, and again in 2000, Sarah.

Today, when she is not doing what she loves, writing, she spends time with her beautiful family and the addition of two dogs named Izzy and Herly.

Angela's inspirations have always been Stephen King, E L James, and Poe.


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