Saturday, August 8, 2015

Devon Destroyers MC by Kacey Hamford


Title: Devon Destroyers MC
Series: South Coast Brothers
Author: Kacey Hamford
Release Date: August 8th, 2015


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Heathers life drastically changed when her husband was murdered in front of her. Forced to live and work at the Devon Destroyers MC to pay off her husband’s outstanding debt.
With a baby on the way and no place to go Heather would do anything to survive, even play house with someone potentially dangerous. 

Blade turned enforcer for DDMC to aid his revenge mission; to find and exact retribution on the MC club that killed his wife and daughter and nothing will stop him. But now this overwhelming feeling to protect heather and her baby is confusing him.

Heather never expected or wanted the life of an old lady.

Blade never expected to want another family.

Neither expected to find love but can they make it work?

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Kacey is a pen name for two friends, Kelly and Claire. We started this journey together writing Rocking Esme in January 2014. We are avid readers and love all kinds of books. We were inspired to write a rock star book as that’s one of my (Kelly) favourite sorts of books to read. We joked about writing a book and then once we started it kind of just took off and we really love it. We both contributed to all of the Rocking books. Now Claire has taken a back seat due to work commitments and I wrote ‘Taking A Chance’ by myself and Claire was very much involved with the editing, reading and formatting. Now, I have written ‘Giving A Chance’ and had help from many of my friends with editing and beta reading. 

It still makes me so happy to see reviews and sales going up. I love writing and hope to do it as more of a full time job in the future.

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Friday, August 7, 2015

Delicious Deception by Tami Lund

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Title:  Delicious Deception (Tough Love #3)
Author: Tami Lund
Book Tour: August 3 - 7
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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Emily Kate Boudreaux runs a restaurant located on a bayou in Texas, because it’s what her family expects of her. But she’d rather be painting. Her resentment is at an all-time high when sexy chef Connor Rikeland walks into her life and turns it upside down. Soon, Emily Kate’s restaurant is a roaring success, she has time to paint to her heart’s content, there’s a hunky guy warming her bed, and she’s having visions of happily ever after.

 Everything is just about as perfect as it can be – until Emily Kate’s brother comes into town and takes an instant dislike to Connor. And she soon learns it isn’t just because his baby sister is sleeping with the man. Connor has a few secrets, and when Emily Kate finds out, she must decide what’s real, what’s a lie, and what’s worth risking her heart over. Because deception or not, life with Connor is delicious.

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Tami Lund likes to live, love, and laugh, and does her best to ensure the characters in her books do the same. After they’ve overcome a few seemingly insurmountable obstacles first, of course.

When she’s not doing that, she’s mom to two (growing far too fast) kids and a furbaby who conveniently forces her to exercise at least once a day. She’s also a wife to her own knight in shining armor who proposed in a way worthy of a romance novel. She loves to garden and every year attempts (usually in vain) to keep her lawn green through the month of August.

Tami is multi-published, both self- and with a few publishers, including Crimson Romance, Liquid Silver Books, and Soul Mates Publishing.

Chances are, there is a new book coming out soon. Be sure to stalk her on social media, so you know when.
And most important, if you enjoyed one of Tami’s books, please let other readers know by leaving a review on the site from which you bought it, or on Goodreads. Otherwise, how will they know which book to read next?
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Thursday, August 6, 2015

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120 days... The average number of days someone stays at Last Resort.

17 weeks. Surrounded by love, laughter and support.

4 months more time than they had before they walked through the door.

Real estate developer Ethan McGregor’s life was changed forever when his younger brother told him he was dying of cancer. Ethan was ready
to do whatever it took to save Evan, but Evan had other plans.

Say goodbye…

Samantha Truman runs the privately-funded Last Resort. Watching her parent’s drive and determination to live longer than the doctors gave them was the inspiration for the resort. It is her heart and soul--she lives to make sure that each day is precious, and one more sunrise or sunset can make all the difference the guests at Last Resort need.

After finding his brother’s journal, and discovering more about Last Resort, Ethan is determined to find out if this place is one of those “too good to be true” places that turn out to be a scam. But he was not ready for Samantha Truman, he was not ready for everything to change, for his point of view in life to be so incredibly altered, for the world to turn its axis. There are, after all, some things Ethan can’t control, who to fall in love with is one of them.

How much can change in 120 days?

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Each and every one of the songs on this playlist mean a lot to this book, but these four songs I would listen to more than others while writing. Sometimes on a loop for hours at a time depending on what I was writing.
The House That Built Me by Miranda Lambert
Heron Blue by Sun Kil Moon

Bloodstream by Stateless

Long & Lost by Florence + the Machine
About the author
M. Stratton is an International Amazon bestselling author in the romantic suspense and mystery suspense categories for her Storm Series and Bender. She lives with her husband and son in Arizona, which is a big difference from where she grew up north of Chicago Illinois. As an only child she learned to tell herself stories to make the long winters go by quicker while dreaming of summer vacations. Now as an adult she still makes up stories to pass the time, but now she writes them down to share with other people.

Stratton is a self-proclaimed dork who loves to make people laugh. Her inner rock star is always on stage performing to a sold out crowd, but she quiet and shy on the outside. She spends her days plotting new ways to surprise her readers.
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Wednesday, August 5, 2015

I sell sex, sin, and pleasure, but it isn’t just my business, it’s my entire life. I get off on the power of controlling it all.

She’s the one woman I can’t have.

She threatens everything, and yet I can’t stay away. There’s a beautiful, sexual creature inside this timid girl that’s desperate to claw its way out. I’m going to set it free, even if it brings my empire tumbling down.

I have to believe she’ll be worth all the little mistakes I’ve made


She smiled knowingly. “You should know, I’m used to getting my way.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.” Her statement felt like a challenge and I couldn’t let it go. “Put your hand in your lap and touch yourself.”

“What?” Her mouth fell open.

“I’m not going to repeat myself when we both know you heard me.”

The air heated and crackled with intensity, swirling around us. Would she obey my first command as my submissive?

Her shoulder shifted hesitantly, and I felt hot on the back of my neck. She was doing as told.

“No,” I snapped, when her gaze darted away, checking to see if anyone was watching. “Eyes stay on me. It’s my responsibility that you don’t get caught.”

The outer rim of her irises were a soft, celery green, giving way to tan just before her dark pupils, that dilated now. I pictured her fingertips below her dress, rubbing herself over her panties.

The corner of my mouth tugged upward. “Do you like being a bad girl for me?”

Her chest rose and fell with her rapid breathing, her gaze fixed on mine. She nodded.

“Are you getting wet? Is your tight, little cunt aching for my mouth?”

She jolted. “I don’t like that word.”

“Are you telling me that’s a limit? Pull your underwear to the side and get your fingers in there.”

She swallowed a breath and blinked rapidly. The war inside her head was visible in her beautiful eyes. The want to give in, versus the desire to stay appropriate. If things were different, I’d train her so her want to submit would become need.

Her bicep flexed subtly. Power flared and burned in my veins. Now I pictured her finger sliding inside her body.

“It’s not a limit,” she said, her voice tight. “I just don’t care for it. It’s vulgar.”

“Says the girl fingering herself in a crowded restaurant.” I finished the last bite of my dinner. “Go faster.”

Air was sucked in through her parted lips. She wouldn’t come like this. Not sitting up, with other people around, and from penetration alone. But, goddamn, it was hot as sin watching her.

“I want that to be my cock that’s fucking you right now.” I wanted it with every cell in my miserable body. “Do you want that?”

“Yes.” Her dinner had been abandoned. Her other hand clutched the edge of the table.

“Yes, Sir,” I corrected.

Her eyes hooded. “Yes, Sir.”

And . . . I was hard as steel. Fuck.

“Stop,” I commanded. “Keep your hand exactly where it is.”

Puzzlement flooded her eyes, and quickly turned to anxiety when the waiter appeared tableside.

“How is everything?” he asked, his attention on Noemi as he cleared my plate.

She had no choice but to answer. “It’s great.” Her strained voice was enjoyable.

“Are you all finished?” He gestured to her plate, and she nodded quickly. “Any dessert this evening?”

“No, just the check, please,” I answered. He was gone a moment later and her tight shoulders relaxed, but I wasn’t ready to release her just yet. “Put your fingers in your mouth and clean them off.”

“Oh, God,” she whispered, both nervous and excited.

Her hand came up quickly, darting to her mouth, but not fast enough. I’d seen the moisture there. She sank them in her mouth, closed her lips around the first knuckles, and drew them out slowly.
Like her meal had been so good, she wanted to lick every last trace from her hand.

“Have you tasted yourself before?”

She flushed, broke the gaze, and looked guilty. “Yes.”

“Look at me.” The edge in my voice was dark, and it came out just a little louder than I wanted it to. If we’d been alone, I would have delivered a physical, negative reinforcement, but I couldn’t do anything from across the table. “Yes, Sir, my filthy girl.”

Nikki Sloane landed in graphic design after her careers as a waitress, a screenwriter, and a ballroom dance instructor fell through. For eight years she worked for a design firm in that extremely tall, black, and tiered building in Chicago that went through an unfortunate name change during her time there. Now she lives in Kentucky and manages a team of graphic artists. She is married and has two sons, writes dirty books, and couldn't be any happier.

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