Saturday, May 9, 2015

Featuring three filthy tales from K.I. Lynn, N. Isabelle Blanco, and Elena M. Reyes

Dirty Word by Elena M. Reyes


***Mature Audience. Over 18+***
Devin Andrews had it all. Everything but the one woman he coveted.
He wanted her in the sickest of ways—yearned for those dirty words she used to entice him, drive him mad with hunger...need.

Taken from his rib to create perfection, he found love and the one woman born to be his.
How far will he go to take ownership of what’s always been his? To what cost?
Once with her, how do you seduce a woman you've never met?

You don’t. You just take.

Tempt by K.I. Lynn


Dean Sampson can’t stop fantasizing about his intern, Alyssa Lockley. He’s counting down they days until she’s gone and out of his life. 
It’s not that he doesn't want her, but there’s more than one problem keeping him for taking her and being his intern isn't one of them. 
First, his co-worker and best friend, Cooper, is her big brother. He’s going through a horrid divorce. Then add in that Alyssa is only nineteen and he’s thirty three, and it all spells disaster for Dean. 
Will he take the apple from his Eve and succumb to her temptation?

Systematic Siege: Provocative Tendencies #1


He was the player. The most popular guy in high school. In other words, the stereotypical heartbreaker that every girl died for.

She was one of the nerds. The outcast teased and shunned by the popular kids in school. In other words, him and his crew.

He always wanted her, she just never knew it . . .

In order to maintain his popularity, he buried those feelings deep, deep down in the pit of his miserable little soul.

That is, until one night he lost control.

They both did.

Unfortunately, they weren't the only ones that knew it. What his friends ended up doing with the knowledge would scar her for the next seven years of her life.

And leave him wrecked, dealing with years of agony because he’d lost her.

High School graduation came and went, and they never saw each other again.

Now, seven years later, Andrew’s stepped in and taken his father’s place as CEO of his family’s company, Drevlow Systems, Inc.

Along with the new position comes a host of perks . . . and a brand new systems genius working as the head of his company’s IT department.

An IT genius that just happens to be the one woman he never forgot.

She hasn't forgotten him or his reputation either and she wants nothing to do with him.

He’s determined to have hershe’s determined to see him burn in hell before that happens.

What ensues takes the term War of the Sexes to a whole new level.

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Friday, May 8, 2015

We're excited to bring you the cover reveal for Cassia Leo's The Way We Break! The Way We Break is the second book in Cassia's USA Today bestselling Story of Us series. It is due to be released on May 29, 2015!
Book Two in the USA Today bestselling Story of Us series.
 Live the truth...
 The truth about Hallie has torn
Houston and Rory apart for a second time. Houston is finally unburdened of the
secret his sister confided in him, but now he must deal with the aftermath.
 He has vowed to set things right for
Rory, and he's determined to get her back. But the destruction left in the wake
of Hallie's letter is not the only obstacle he must face. Houston must find a
way to win Rory back by showing her their story isn't over yet.
 ..or live the lie.
 In her desperation to move past the anguish of Hallie's secret and
Houston’s lies, Rory seeks solace in Liam. When Liam is transferred to another
tech company in California, Rory jumps at his invitation to leave Portland, and
her broken heart, behind. In California, Rory finds a friend who opens new
doors for her in the literary world. But does this new friend have ulterior
 The Way We Break is the second book in The Story of Us Series, which follows
the tumultuous love story of Rory and Houston. The sequel and final book in the
series, The Way We Rise, will be released September 2015.
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It was New Year’s Eve. Troy had wanted us to join him at a frat party, but I knew Rory would feel more comfortable ringing in the New Year just
the two of us. The restaurant was packed with people who either had the same idea as us, or who just wanted to take advantage of the free New Year’s Eve beer sampler. I parked my truck in the back of the restaurant, which stood like a giant two-story box in the center of a dark corner lot.
The front of the restaurant was lit up by a gaudy neon sign and the sodium yellow glow of a solitary street lamp. But the back of the restaurant was flush in dark-blue shadow, and the occasional glint of moonlight on chrome. There was one other car parked back there, but it was a brand new Lincoln SUV. Probably belonged to the manager or the owner of the restaurant. They wouldn’t come out until the place closed down at two or three in the morning.
“Do you think they’ll have champagne?” Rory asked, grabbing her phone out of her purse and tossing the handbag into the truck cab.
“Doesn’t matter. You won’t be able to drink it,” I said, reaching into the cab to grab an old blanket I kept back there out of habit, tossing it on top of her purse to further conceal it.
“You don’t know that. I don’t always get carded.”
I can barely see the arc of her cheekbones through the hazy moonlight. “I don’t know. It’s New Year’s Eve. They might let you slide.” I reach forward, my fingertips skimming over her knee-high tights, landing softly on the top of her thigh. “Or they might take one look at you in that skirt and those schoolgirl socks and decide you’re just too much of a risk.”
Rory and I had never role-played, but ever since I saw her slink into this outfit, I’d thought of nothing else but bending her over a desk and fucking her as if our grades depended on it. Being three years apart, Rory and I didn’t share any classes. But that didn’t change the fact that I thought of nothing but her while sitting through hours of boring lectures. Fucking her in that schoolgirl outfit would make up for all the times I’d sat in class trying my damnedest not to get hard while fantasizing about her mouth around my cock.
I began sliding my fingers beneath her wool tartan skirt, but she grabbed my hand. “Stop trying to distract me.”
She threw open the passenger door and twisted around to get out. My eyes locked on the curve of her hips, the bounce of her ass as she plopped down onto the asphalt. It hadn’t quite been twenty-four hours since we’d last fucked, but I was already hungry for her again. I stepped out the truck and headed her off near the tailgate.
“What are you doing?” she said, making a move to sidestep me.
I moved with her, my hands reaching forward to grab her waist. “Don’t move.”
My gaze fell on her chest, the rise and fall of those soft mounds. The way they curved down into her waist made me dizzy. The snug cream sweater she wore left just enough to the imagination. My eyes raked over her entire body, landing on her lips, my mind lingering on the memory of the sweet taste of her. Finally, I looked up, and the moment our eyes met she knew.
Her arms stretched up, latching onto my neck as I bent down, my arms locking around her thighs to lift her up. Her legs clenched around my waist as our mouths collided in a hot fervor of passion. I carried her past my truck, toward the back wall of the restaurant, my muscles saturated in my need for her.
“What if we get caught?” she whispered.
I pressed her against the brick wall, leaning my weight into her as I kissed her deep and hard. Without saying a single word, I was answering her question: Who gives a fuck?
“Fuck me,” she breathed as I ground my hips into the wet cotton of her panties.
“Not yet. I want to watch you come undone.”
I set her down on the asphalt and knelt before her. Her chest heaved with anticipation as she watched me lift the edge of her skirt. Sliding my hand behind her thigh, I lifted her leg to rest it on top of my shoulder, opening her up to me.
“Oh, God,” she whimpered, as I slid her panties to the side.
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margaritas with salt. When she’s not writing, she spends way too much time watching old reruns of Friends and Sex and the City. When she’s not watching reruns, she’s usually enjoying the California sunshine or reading – sometimes both.
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Seeking Justice by Rivi Jacks Release Blitz

Title: Seeking Justice
Author: Rivi Jacks
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: May 8, 2015

Young investigative reporter, Cait Shaw, is not happy about her new assignment; investigating what she deems to be a “seedy” part of Chicago’s more questionable businesses. But her editor seems to have a personal vendetta against the elusive Mr. Justice, leaving Cait with little say in the matter.

Cait is especially shocked and conflicted by her attraction to the irresistible charms of Liam Justice. Liam is like no man she has ever known and she is totally captivated and unprepared for the sinfully erotic, passionate affair they enter into.

As her world is turned upside down, Cait must cope with her growing affection for Liam and his shadowed past.

I’ve never been kissed like this. Consumed. With abandon, I give myself over to his sweet possession.
“Mmmm,” I hum. His mouth tastes like cinnamon, warm and spicy as my tongue tangles with his. Suddenly not able to get enough of him, my hands slide from his shoulders to the back of his neck, up into his thick hair. He releases his hold on my hair and moves his hand from between my legs. He wraps me in his arms as he pulls me close, one hand splayed across my bottom, holding me tightly against his rock hard erection.
By the time, he lets me come up for air we’re both breathing hard and gasping. He presses his mouth against my neck, nipping and sucking at my sensitive skin. One hand molds around a breast, squeezing firmly, the other works its way up under the skirt of my dress, sliding over my skin to the junction of my thighs.
I cry out, startled at the spark that seems to flow from his fingers straight to my clit.
He emits a dark, self-satisfied chuckle. His fingers move lightly over me, exploring with the barest of touch, and I tremble against him.
“Move your legs apart,” he orders as his knee nudges between them. This opens me more fully to him, and I hold onto his shoulders for support. His fingers continue to stroke me lightly as he watches me.
“I like this,” he says as his fingers move over me. “Neat and trimmed.”
I feel my cheeks heat.
When his fingers delve between my lips, my breathing escalates. I feel myself dampen as he slides a finger along my slit. He strokes back and forth, swirling his finger at my entrance, and then wraps his arm around my waist, inserting his finger slowly into me. I moan at the friction against my sensitive tissues.
“You’re swollen,” he moans against my throat. “I like how you’re swollen from me finger fucking you hard earlier.”
I blush at his crude words and immediately cry out when he thrusts a second finger deep inside of me.
“Fuck! I can’t get over how tight you are.” My core muscles tighten reflexively around his fingers as he moves them widely around inside of me. “I can’t wait to fuck you,” he growls, pinching my nipple again.
I want him to take me. I need him to take me, now. I lay my forehead against his chest as everything inside of me starts to tighten. My breathing becomes ragged, and when he pulls his fingers from me, I cry out in despair.
“No! Please, Liam,” I beg, clutching at his shoulders.
“Hold on.” He walks me backward until my backside meets the large desk.
He’s going to fuck me on the desk! A part of me quivers in anticipation. What girl hasn’t fantasized about being taken hard, bent over a desk?
“Look at me, Caitlyn.”
In my dazed state, I find his bright blue eyes particularly mesmerizing. I want him more than I’ve ever wanted anything. I smooth my hands down across his well-defined pecs, over the medallion he wears, sliding lower to his flat stomach. I can feel the ripple of muscles beneath his shirt in response to my touch.
He quickly grasps my hands pulling them to the small of my back, locking one large hand around both wrists. He brings his free hand up to cup my face.
“Do you want me to fuck you, Caitlyn?”
Is he blind? I give an impassioned moan, turning my face into his palm.
“Yes!” I whisper.
“Look at me,” he demands firmly.
I meet his eyes.
“You need to be sure, darlin’.” He holds my gaze steadily. “I don’t make nice when I fuck.”
Holy shit. I swallow convulsively at his erotic words. I nod my head in the affirmative.
“I need a verbal response, sugar.” His eyes move down to my lips.
“Yes, please,” I whisper.
He raises an eyebrow as he continues to look at my mouth.
“I want you to… fuck me... but not nice,” I say breathlessly and can’t stop my blush.
There’s a salacious gleam in his eyes as he meets my gaze. “Well, in that case—”

Rivi Jacks has a lifelong love of books, and she is a true believer in holding onto a good love story. One reason her attic and barn are full of the books she has collected through the years.

She lives in the Missouri Ozarks on a farm with her husband, and when not writing or reading, she likes to take long walks down country roads, cook, fish, and spend time with family and friends.


Wednesday, May 6, 2015

Love Always Finds Its Way (Book Two in the Love Knows No Bounds series)


Ryan Foster had lived his life completely focused, dedicated to two things…his studies and football, but from the moment he arrived at Harvard his life had changed forever. Through his roommate Aaron he had met both Aaron’s cousin Delaney and her best friend Jaylee, and in that moment Ryan knew two things…Laney was truly his kindred spirit and Jaylee was the love of his life. But could he be both things to both women? And would the love he’d found with Jaylee survive the scrutiny of his jaded twin sister Felicity? Or would the secrets of their childhood in Oklahoma cost him everything that mattered most?


Lorraine Britt is a fourth generation Native Texan who is also immensely proud of her Louisiana heritage and solid Southern roots.  As an enthusiastic lover of the written word, inspiration struck Lorraine and she began to bubble over with her own ideas.  Grasping hold of her lifelong dreams, it wasn’t long before she was putting pen to paper and letting her fingers fly over a keyboard to bring her own characters to life.  When she isn’t busy scribbling notes for her next idea you might find her whipping up delicious creations in the kitchen or putting miles on her car on road trip adventures.  Lorraine is equally passionate about music, movies and sports.  You’ll no doubt find these familiar themes woven throughout her books.  Lorraine and her family currently make their home in northeast Texas. 


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