Friday, May 20, 2016

You by Angel





You are everything I never knew I wanted.
You make me feel beautiful and sexy with just one look.
You make me want to be a better woman.
You make me feel like I can do anything.
You believe in me, when I don’t even believe in myself.
You have awaken my soul.
You love me just as I am.
You love my son.
You are amazing.
You are perfectly imperfect.
I love you!

Monday, May 16, 2016

Review for Kaleidoscope Hearts by Claire Contreras




Kaleidoscope Hearts 
By
Claire Contreras

He was my older brother's best friend.  He was never supposed to be mine.  I thought we would get it out of our system and move on.  One of us did.  One of us left.  Now he’s back, looking at me like he wants to devour me. And all those feelings I’d turned into anger are brewing into something else, something that terrifies me.  He broke my heart last time.  This time he'll obliterate it.

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My 5 star review

Kaleidoscope Hearts is a best friend romance with a twist per say. It is really good, addicting, heartwarming, and lots more.
Now I am doing this review different, so bare with me....
When I say this book is a best friend romance, it truly is. Estelle has loved Oliver her entire life but she still did her own thing. She knew she could never have Oliver because he is a player and he just so happens to be her brother’s best friend.
Oliver never wanted love and all the fixings that came with it but he knew many years ago that there was only one woman for him. It just took him to long to figure it out.
Estelle lost her fiancé in a terrible accident. They lived together, so everywhere she went she was reminded of Wyatt. Then she decided to sell the house and move in with her brother Victor.
Once she moved in with her brother, she saw the face of the man who broke her heart into millions of pieces.
Now you have a sample of this book but I can assure you that when you read this book.....it will change a piece of you.
These characters will leave you thinking about your own life. Estelle settled with Wyatt because he was new and different from the one man who was perfect. When we settle we tend to forget what we really want.
I am babbling, sorry.
Just go and get this book. It is really good and I really enjoyed this book and all of the characters.
Oh one last thing I am adding this video because this song is perfect for Oliver and Estelle....in my opinion.



About the Author:

Claire doesn't like to talk about herself. Because of this, she asked a friend of hers to write her bio. This is what she got:

Claire is caring, smart, witty, and funny as heck. Despite being a New York Times Best Selling Author of a popular contemporary romance series, Claire doesn't read many romance novels. However, when she sits down to write, those are the ones that pour from her fingers. Much to her displeasure, we like to say she's a romantic at heart. 

She lives in Miami with her hot husband, two adorable boys, three bulldogs, and two stray cats that she refuses to admit are hers (even though they live on her porch and she continues to feed them). When she's not writing, she's always lost in a book (the more suspenseful, the better). 


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Release Day: Smut by Karina Halle





What happens when the kink between the pages leads to heat between the sheets?
All Blake Crawford wants is to pass his creative writing course, get his university degree and take over his dad’s ailing family business. What Amanda Newland wants is to graduate at the top of her class, as well as finally finish her novel and prove to her family that writing is a respectful career.
What Blake and Amanda don’t want is to be paired up with each other for their final project but that’s exactly what they both get when they’re forced to collaborate on a writing piece. Since Amanda thinks Blake is a pushy asshole (with a panty-melting smirk and British accent) and Blake thinks Amanda has a stick up her ass (though it’s brilliant ass), they fight tooth and nail until they discover they write well together. They also might find each other really attractive, but that’s neither here nor there.

When their writing project turns out to be a success, the two of them decide to start up a secret partnership together using a pen name, infiltrating the self-publishing market in the lucrative genre of erotica. Naturally, with so much heat and passion between the pages, it’s not long before their dirty words become a dirty reality. Sure, they still fight a lot but at least there’s make-up sex now.
But even as they start to fall hard for each other, will their burgeoning relationship survive if their scandalous secret is exposed or are happily-ever-afters just a work of fiction?




About Karina Halle:



Karina Halle is a former travel writer and music journalist and The New York Times, Wall Street Journal and USA Today Bestselling author of The Pact, Racing the Sun, Sins & Needles and over 25 other wild and romantic reads. She lives on an island off the coast of British Columbia with her husband and her rescue pup, where she drinks a lot of wine, hikes a lot of trails and devours a lot of books.

Halle is represented by the Waxman Leavell Agency and is both self-published and published by Simon & Schuster and Hachette in North America and in the UK.
Hit her up on Instagram at @authorHalle, on Twitter at @MetalBlonde and on Facebook. You can also visit www.authorkarinahalle.com and sign up for the newsletter for news, excerpts, previews, private book signing sales and more.



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EXCERPT
She holds my gaze for a moment and something passes over her. Regret, maybe. Then she nods. “Sit down. Let’s work.”
And so we do. And for the first time in a long time, it’s strained. I’m about to suggest maybe we need the Estonian vodka anyway when she lets out an exasperated sigh over something she’s reading.
It happens to be something I wrote.
“What?” I ask, wondering what I did wrong.
She gives me the are you kidding me? look. “Okay, I was ignoring it earlier but I think you need to get a grip on some of this shit. This simply does not happen.”
“Explain, please.”
“I just think it’s unrealistic for there to be so much talking, let alone the fact that the first time they do it it’s in a public place.”
“Too much talking?”
“Yeah.” she scans over the document. “You know, give me your cock, oh you feel so good, harder, harder, you’re so big, fuck me harder big boy.”
“Have you even had good sex?” I ask incredulously.
She flinches. “Of course I have. And it’s none of your business.”
“We’re writing about sex. It’s completely my business. I’m not letting you interject your edits based on your personal experiences about sex because believe me, if the sex is good, you’re moaning my name.”
She raises her chin. “Maybe all those girls were faking it.”
Oh, brilliant.
“Excuse me?” I say, hands pressed against the table, nearly getting out of my chair. “You have no idea. I pride myself in giving a girl as many bloody orgasms as she can handle.”
“Bloody orgasms don’t sound like fun,” she jokes softly.
“They can be if you’re into knife play,” I tell her, even though that’s not exactly what I meant. Still, she scrunches up her nose. “Don’t knock it until you try it, but that’s neither here nor there. When you were with Alan, he must have made you come at least a few times.”
If he didn’t, I feel like finding the guy and showing him a thing or two for wasting four years of her life.
“Yeah,” she says flatly.
“And in the middle of that orgasm, didn’t you want to yell a few things?”
“Sometimes.”
“And why didn’t you?”
She looks at her nails as if they’re suddenly fascinating. “It didn’t seem right. It was…too intimate. I would have felt dumb. He didn’t like any of that stuff.”
The plot thickens. “Any of what stuff?”
“Sex that didn’t involve the missionary position or the bed.”
My mouth drops open. My brain and penis can’t compute this. “I feel so sorry for you.”
We must remedy this.
She glares at me. “It’s not like I didn’t want to do it. I did. And he did try it. Most of it. But it always went back to the same old.”
I knew it. She’s a nerd on the streets and a freak in the sheets.
“I don’t mean to brag,” I tell her in all seriousness. “But you do realize that I could give you an orgasm in thirty seconds.”
Her eyes widen. I can’t tell if she’s horrified or intrigued. “I don’t believe you and I don’t want you to try.”
She’s not getting it. I frown, trying to explain. “If you’re having good sex and it’s with someone you’re comfortable with, you won’t worry about holding back. You’ll cry out all the nonsense you want, you’ll make noises like a pig and scream like you’re on fire because you truly can’t have a good orgasm unless you’re letting go on all accounts.” I lean back in my chair and study her, running my fingers along my jaw. “I would venture that every time you came with your ex, you were only experiencing half of what you should have been. How is it with your vibrators?”
I expect her to tell me to fuck off, that I’m getting too personal but to my surprise she gives me a small smile. “It’s better. But I do have a roommate with exceptionally good hearing.” She clears her throat. “Anyway, so I guess I’m wrong. The heroine can make all the noise she wants.”
“And have first time sex in public.”
“I don’t know…”
“Believe me, when you finally get a chance to fuck, you don’t care where it is. That’s why I always have a condom in my pocket. And the more public the sex, the sneakier you have to be, the hotter it is.”
“But in the book you would never get caught.”
“You don’t always get caught in real life too.”
I can see she wants to ask me where I’ve done it but she loses her nerve. “Okay.” She looks back to the document. “I accept defeat.”
But I don’t want her to. I want to prove to her I’m right and not have her take my word.
Is there a non-creepy way to show her just how amazing good sex can feel? I’m thinking not.

Or…maybe there is.

Tuesday, May 10, 2016

Interview with Ceila Aaron


My Interview with Ceila Aaron


I just want to say thank you so much for wanting to do this interview with you. I am super excited and just so you know...I love your books!

I hope you all enjoy the interview!!!



1. How did you come up with the Acquisition Series? (I love me some Sinclair...can't wait for book three to come out)

I have a few basic tropes I return to again and again when I plot out longer works. My favorite of these is beauty and the beast. The Acquisition is simply a retelling of beauty and the beast (woman accepts hellish deal to save her father) but twisted all to hell. Before I started Counsellor, I was on a horror reading kick for a while. Lots of Dean Koontz and Stephen King. Then I transferred that over to romance with CJ Roberts, Pepper Winters, and Ker Dukey. I think the darkness sort of infused the way I went about the Acquisition Series.


2. What are you planning for your next project?

I have a series of four short and extra campy (and super fun) tales featuring none other than Cash Remington. He's a total badass. The first book, Cash Remington and the Missing Heiress, will be out in May, with the three additional books soon to follow. I'm calling them Sexy Dreadfuls, because they are plot-filled stories with super hot sex.


3. Who are your top five authors?

You had to go and ask the most difficult question ever, didn't you, you little minx? The list changes each time I'm asked, but here's who comes to mind at the moment:
1. Richard Matheson (simply because his book "I Am Legend" captivated my imagination when I was 12 or so and still has a hold on it)
2. Stephen King (no one can do what he can do on a consistent basis)
3. J.K. Rowling (just fan-fucking-tastic plotting abilities)
4. Kresley Cole (her Immortals After Dark series is life)
5. Austen and the Brontes (they should count as one; totally re-readable and strong trope game)


4. How does it feels to be an Amazon Best selling author?

Surprising. I'm still surprised. I write because I love to write. So, when a book gets up there in the rankings, I'm super pleased but also like Sally Field at the Oscars with the "you like me! you really like me!" speech.


5. If you had to describe your writing partner Sloane Howell in just one word, what would that word be?

(The word "cunt" flashes in my mind like a neon sign)
clever


6. You and Sloane Howell have such amazing writing chemistry....would you even consider co-writing with him again?

Sure.


7. How do are you feeling seconds before you hit that publish button?

Kind of vomit-y but also a buzz because I'm LIVING ON THE EDGE!



8. Are you going to attend any book signings this year and where will they be?

RARE in Edinburgh, Scotland. No other plans at the moment.



9. Tell me one thing that no one knows about you....

I once found a map to a pirate treasure--enough money to save my parents' house from being torn down--but my friends didn't believe me. I led them on a hunt for said treasure, but we ran into these mafia people who tried to kill us. After a great amount of rigamarole, and wherein I kissed my first girl, we eventually found the pirate treasure and saved the neighborhood. (the one thing that no one knows --- I'm a pathological liar, Cecily)
OK, OK, one thing no one knows. Umm, I really, really, really enjoy cleaning my ears out with Q-tips. I call it an eargasm.


10. You pick your own question and answer: Knock em dead! 

Celia, why do you think Cecily chose you for this interview?
Good question. I believe Cecily chose me because she has absolutely fantastic taste in humans. Also, I think Cecily is very kind to invite authors onto her blog to yap on and on about themselves. It takes a special kind of person to highlight others for their work, and I feel Cecily is just this sort of very special, very kind person.


About the Author:



Celia Aaron is the self-publishing pseudonym of a published romance and erotica author. Dark to light, angsty to funny, real to fantasy--if it's hot and strikes her fancy, she writes it. Thanks for reading.

Sign up for my newsletter at aaronerotica.com to get information on new releases. (I would never spam you or sell your info, just send you book news and goodies sometimes). ;)

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BOOK TOUR PACKET: Black by Aria Cole

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Blurb
A beast, alone with the horrors of his past, the scar on his face a constant reminder of the man he’s become.
A beauty, on the run with her life in a tailspin, finds herself on his doorstep seeking protection.

Deeply misunderstood and dedicated to his life of brooding solitude, Maxwell Black is hesitant to let Elle McKellan into his home where his hideous secrets hide. But he’s unable to resist the allure of this desperate stranger.
Soon the magnetism between them is undeniable, the temptation unbearable. Elle, reluctant to risk losing her heart to this dark and broken man, struggles against the sexual tension, only to surrender to the combustible heat between them.

When Elle’s life catches up to her and threatens to tear them apart, Maxwell will protect the precious love he’s found by any brutal means necessary.

Black is a sexy, modern spin on the Beauty and the Beast fairy tale and is intended for mature audiences.

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Excerpt
BLACK Copyright 2016 by Aria Cole
“You're only twenty-one?” I ran a palm through my hair, thinking how I’d already had my dick between her legs, tasted her on my tongue. Jesus, she’s just out of high school. “How can you be so calm? Jesus, I nearly fucked you on my desk. Why didn’t you tell me you were only twenty-one?”
“It won’t make it any less true the more times you say it.” Her eyes flashed. “And we're not that far apart.” She shrugged, then popped a bite into her mouth.
“Not that far? Ten years seems pretty far to me,” I bit, never feeling so goddamn old as I did sitting next to her in all her pretty, youthful glory. Jesus, she was beautiful. Why was she even here with me? The angry bastard with the nasty scar? I didn’t deserve her.
“Hey, chill out.” She plucked a bite from the plate and held it out for me. I snagged it between my teeth and chewed, never breaking eye contact. Her eyes glistened with amusement as she watched me, her full lips tipped in a Cheshire grin.
“Fine. But maybe don’t tell anyone your age for now,” I ground through my teeth before tightening my palm at her thigh again.
A soft chuckle fell from her lips. “Who would I tell? You’re my only friend.” Her palm covered mine as she threaded her fingers through mine. “What’s with the hands on me all the time thing, anyway?” Elle uttered just as she took another sip of her beer bottle. A girl who drank beer, the walking embodiment of a man’s dream come true. She was so cool, calm, and collected, I could certainly take a play or two from her book.
“Let’s them know you’re mine,” I ground, still uncomfortable with the fact that she was so much younger than me.
“Yours?” She almost spit out her beer with her chuckle. “That’s a little soon, don’t you think?”
“Not when you know,” I answered simply. The silence fell and I knew her mind was probably on fire with thoughts again. “Listen, I don’t want anyone else thinking they have a chance with you. This shows them not to fuck with my property.” I squeezed at her thigh, thinking I’d explained myself sufficiently enough.
“Your property?” Elle hummed as she pushed her half-eaten plate of food away before downing the rest of her bottle. “Your property?”
Oh shit.
“Elle!” I hollered, my thick thighs pushing the table across noisy tile when I stood hastily. “Elle!” I took long strides out the door, feeling at my neck the burn of judgment from everyone in that small place. Fuck this. This was why I didn’t go out in public.
“Goddamn it, slow down!” I boomed down the sidewalk where I saw her clutching her purse and leveling me with a glare. Jesus Christ, this woman was going to be the death of me. “Don’t run from me like that again, hear me?” I cupped her elbow and pressed her body against the cool brick of the building. “You are mine.” I ran my nose up the curve of her neck and nipped at her soft earlobe. “Even if you don’t know it yet, I can feel it,” I grit and thrust my hands into her mass of wild waves, pulling her head to mine and fucking her with my tongue. She returned the gesture, but with more ferocity than she’d ever shown before. I yanked at both of her thighs and pulled her limbs around my waist, angling her against the wall, my cock nestled right between her legs, right where he liked being.
“I’m not yours,” she uttered in protest as she nibbled at my bottom lip.
“The fuck you aren’t.” I gripped at one thigh, my other hand trailing between us to find the slick skin under her skirt and beneath her panties. “And this.” I pulled my thumb through the silky hot flame of her pussy and brought it up to my mouth, letting her arousal glisten across my full lips. “Proves you’re a liar.” I sucked her sweet honeysuckle musk off my thumb, then pulled her lips to mine again, crushing her with bruising force as I tasted her, desperate for more. Always desperate for more when it came to sweet Elle.
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About the Author
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Aria Cole is a thirty-something housewife who once felt bad for reading dirty books late at night, until she decided to write her own. Possessive alpha men and the sassy heroines who love them are common, along with a healthy dose of irresistible insta-love and happily ever afters so sweet your teeth may ache.

Aria's new release BLACK is the first in her modern fairy tale series. For a safe, off-the-charts HOT, and always HEA story that doesn't take a lifetime to read, get lost in an Aria Cole book!


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Monday, May 2, 2016

Pre-Order: Monday by E.L. Todd


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Blurb
I don’t believe in destiny.

In fate.

Or in soul mates.

But I believe in Hawke.

My life has never been whole since my parents left forever. I have my brother, someone I can barely tolerate most of the time, and I have my best friend, Marie.

And I have myself.

But when Hawke walks into my life, there’s an immediate connection. Our eyes lock and an unspoken conversation is exchanged. For the first time in my life, I actually feel something.

But he doesn’t.

He keeps me at arm’s length and pretends there’s nothing between us when there clearly is. I’m not the kind of girl to wait around for any guy, so I don’t.

But that doesn’t mean he isn’t in the back of my mind.

Our paths cross again in a way neither one of us expect and it changes everything. Was it destiny that made it happen? Was it fate?

Or was it something else?


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“Have you thought any more about my offer?”
“Does it still stand?” I asked.
“Of course it does. However, I have one condition.”
I narrowed my eyes. “Which is?”
“You have to show me that beautiful ass—just a peek.”
I rolled my eyes but couldn’t wipe the smile off my face. “Nope.”
“Then you at least have to cook for me all week.”
“That I can do.”
“Without wearing any bottoms…”
I scrunched up a napkin and threw it at him. “Pervert.”
He chuckled. “I never told you I wasn’t.”
I pretended to be offended but it only made me feel warm inside.
“So, when are you being kicked out?”
“Monday.”
“That gives me plenty of time to get rid of all the filth.”
I pulled my hair out of the hair tie and let it fall to my shoulders. Hawke’s eyes immediately went to the strands and his expression changed. I fluffed the hair around my scalp with my fingers. After being pulled back all day, it felt good. “You seem like an organized person.”
“Sorry?” A blank expression was on his face.
“You said your place is covered in filth. But you seem so clean.”
“Oh…” He finally came back to the conversation. “No, I live like a pig just like every other guy.”
“I’m so excited to stay with you…”
He chuckled. “Don’t worry. I’ll give it a thorough cleaning. Just don’t tell your brother you’re staying with me.”
“Why?” That was an odd request. “He knows we hang out.”
“I don’t want to give him the wrong impression. Knowing him, he’ll jump to the worst possible conclusion. He doesn’t act like it when you’re around, but he’s fiercely protective of you. If he thought I even touched your hand, he’d come after me with a chainsaw.”
“That’s a little excessive…”
Hawke shrugged. “He’s your brother. If he’s crazy, you’re crazy.”
“That’s a slippery slope…”
His phone lit up on the table with a message. I knew I shouldn’t read it but I did. Come over tonight. It was from a girl named Brittany. I quickly looked away like I hadn’t read it.
Hawke locked the screen so it turned black. He knew I saw it.
I kept acting like I didn’t. I knew what he did in his spare time. It shouldn’t bother me but sometimes it did. It wouldn’t matter if he seemed happy, but it was clear he was miserable. It seemed like he was making himself suffer on purpose.
But why?
“I should head home,” Hawke said as he slid out of the booth.
Or you should head to Brittany’s. “Me too. I have to start packing. Ugh, I’m not looking forward to that.”
“I would offer to help, but I don’t want to.” He gave me a smile that told me he was joking.
“I’ll see you later.”
“Bye, Muffin.”
I raised an eyebrow. “What did you just call me?”
“What?” He turned back around. “You’re the muffin girl. So, I’ll call you Muffin.”
“That’s the silliest nickname I’ve ever heard.”
“And yet, it fits you perfectly.”

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About the Author:
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Bestselling author, E. L. Todd, was raised in sunny California where she still lives today, claiming it’s the best place in the country. Easily hypothermic and hateful of the cold, she prefers to be warm all year round. She attended California State University, Stanislaus and received her bachelor’s degree in biological sciences, but still pursued her dream to be a writer. She’s written several novels and many series’, and her imagination can’t seem to stop. She tries to find the good in people and she exploits that in her writing, proving that people can make mistakes and rise above their past. Her hobbies include sunbathing, swimming, eating at Surf Taco in San Diego, reading, and learning everything she can about hippopotamuses’, her favorite creature. Her greatest dream is to make people forget about the harshness of reality and dive into a good story with lovable people. When fans tell her they love her work, it gives her the greatest sense of accomplishment.

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