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Wednesday, October 25, 2017

Delta Redemption SEAL Team Phantom 6 By Elle Boon



Delta Redemption

SEAL Team Phantom 6

By Elle Boon

Genre: Contemporary Romance

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Jase had his life mapped out in front of him. He was the leader of SEAL Team
Phantom and planned to continue moving up in the ranks, until he met his
mentor’s daughter. Falling for Brooke Frazee wasn’t on his agenda, but from the
moment he saw the Admiral’s daughter, all bets were off.
Brooke’s life wasn’t always easy, but she dreamed of someday finding her
happily ever after. She never planned on falling for a military man like her father,
until she unexpectedly meets Jase Tyler at her door. The thought of being with
him both terrified and excited her.
Jase knew Brooke was the woman for him. After declaring their love for each
other they were forced to part ways, for reasons Brooke will never understand.
Jase is left with his heart in shreds as he’s shipped off on a mission, unsure of
his return. Will war make him forget everything he’s leaving behind or will his
mission leave him branded as a traitor?
Brooke was shattered when Jase left, but she was forced to move on with her life
even though her dreams had changed. She’s not prepared when the man from
her past walks back through the door, or for the secrets they uncover while on
the run from danger.
Jase, no longer a member of Phantom Team, but not knowing who else he can
trust to protect what he holds dear, calls on his former SEAL Team. As they
reunite as a unit and work together, they find out that nothing is what it seems. If
Jase and Brooke live through the coming days, will their love be able to endure
when the dust settles?

 

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EXCERPT:

“She shot me, man.” Erik leaned against the wall, holding his side.
Jase squatted down, moving Erik’s hand off the red stain. “Oh, shut up, pussy, it’s only a graze.”
Erik used the wall to get up, cursing the entire time. “Mothereffer, that shit hurts. I don’t get shot when I’m just chillin. I mean, have you ever?”
He raised his hand up. “Shut up. I can’t even believe we’re having this convo. Just chillin. You were in a room with a dead body for crying out loud.”
The other man nodded. “And? We weren’t in some godforsaken country getting shot at by a bunch of enemies, sweating our nuts off. Hence, chillin. Come on, why you walking away?”
“I need to check on my son and you need your head examined,” Jase called over his shoulder.
“You try getting shot when the adrenalin isn’t pumping. It hurts twice as bad,” Erik called to his back.
“Why is this guy whining like a little bitch?”
Jase stopped at the entrance to the hallway at the sound of Oz’s voice. “What the hell you doing here?”
Oz shrugged. “Something seemed off with that one. I thought I’d follow and make sure the little guy was alright and shit.”
Jase’s chin hit his chest, emotion swelled inside him. “I fucking love you too, man.”
“Hey, I followed the kid, not you.” Oz raised his arms.
“Same diff.” Jase walked over, pulling Oz into his arms. “Thank you for coming to protect my son.”

 

Author Bio:




Elle Boon lives in Middle-Merica as she likes to say…with her husband, two
kids, and a black lab who is more like a small pony. She’d never planned to be a
writer, but when life threw her a curve, she swerved with it, since she’s
athletically challenged. She’s known for saying “Bless Your Heart” and dropping
lots of F-bombs, but she loves where this new journey has taken her.
She writes what she loves to read, and that is romance, whether it’s erotic, Navy
SEALs, or paranormal, as long as there is a happily ever after. Her biggest hope
is that after readers have read one of her stories, they fall in love with her
characters as much as she did. She loves creating new worlds, and has more
stories just waiting to be written. Elle believes in happily ever afters, and can
guarantee you will always get one with her stories.
Connect with Elle online, she loves to hear from you.


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Monday, October 23, 2017

The Vault by AD Justice and many others





Title: The Vault: Volume One
A Sinfully Sexy Collection
Authors: Various
Genre: Romance Anthology
Release Date: October 17, 2017



Blurb

Alpha males. Dirty talkers. Bad boys. Bikers. Detectives. Mobsters. Dominant. Billionaires. Irresistible men next door. Whatever kind of man makes your pulse pound and panties wet, he’s waiting inside.

This collection of twenty-two new romance novellas is sure to heat up your days and steam up your nights.

When you venture inside The Vault, you never know what you'll find. Come inside ... if you dare.

Sweet. 
Devilish. 
Dangerous. 
Romantic. 
Raw. 
Funny. 
Dark. 
Powerful. 
Unforgettable.

See what awaits you inside The Vault.





Titles

A.D. Justice - Warning
A.M. Hargrove - For The Love of My Sexy Geek
Aleatha Romig - Unconventional
C.A. Harms - Raw
Gina Whitney - Stilettos and Broken Bottles
Hilary Storm - Ridin’ Dirty
Kate Benson - Redemption
Katherine Rhodes - Innuendo
Kathy Coopmans - Parole
Katie Ashley - The Plan
Liv Morris - Sweet Seconds
M.C. Cerny - Declan's Demand
M. Stratton - In His Arms
Michelle Dare - Uncuffed
MJ Fields - Terzetto
Nina Levine - Risk
S. Moose - Adjusting the Deal
S.D. Hildreth - Mister Prick
T.K. Leigh - Inferno
Terri E. Laine - Honey
Tia Louise - Sundown
Toni Aleo - Not The One




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Friday, October 20, 2017

Title: Resisting Hunter (Love and Lust Duet, Part 1) Author: Rachael Orman

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Title: Resisting Hunter (Love and Lust Duet, Part 1)
Author: Rachael Orman
Genre: Billionaire Erotic Romance
Publication Date: October 19, 2017



Who knew life could change so fast? I certainly didn’t.

At 25 years old, I discover that I have a twin sister who I never knew about. We’ve been raised in completely opposite worlds, but that doesn’t stop us from bonding once we learn of each other’s existence.

However, I’m not quite sure how to handle my sister's adopted brother, Hunter. He is the sexiest man I have ever seen and he is determined to get me into his bed.

If I give in, I will be putting the budding relationship with my sister at risk.

I refuse to give in.




WARNING: Sexually explicit scenes. Intended for audiences 18+ years.
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My steps faltered when my eyes landed on the man standing in front of her. He was speaking in a tone so low I couldn’t hear what he was saying. He hadn’t yet spotted me so I let my eyes feast on him an extra second longer. Bulging muscles stretched the sleeves of the t-shirt he was wearing. Not too much, but enough to show he worked out. Broad chest. Long legs encased in jeans that showed off his thick thighs. I finally forced my eyes back to his face only to discover he was now looking directly at me.
His forehead creased, his eyebrows drawing together. Clearly, he wasn’t happy to see me. The mouthwatering arms I had just been admiring crossed over his chest as he followed each step I took that brought me closer to him. His dark hair was pushed back from his face on top and short on the sides. Thick eyebrows and dark lashes emphasized his magnificent blue eyes. Even with his lips pursed in a tight line, he was jaw-droppingly handsome.
An aura emanated from him. One that let everyone know he was powerful, demanding, controlling. He wasn’t the type of man to back down from a challenge and he always got what he wanted, no matter the cost.
He was intimidating and intense even without speaking a single word — and I wanted him. What would it be like to have a man like that? Would he hold a woman down and fuck her hard and fast? I was willing to bet he would. Thoughts of all the wicked things we could do together had my panties growing damp and my nipples pushing out, begging for attention.

Elaine's Review:
Omg!! I just fell in and out of with love Hunter in one swoop!! This is the second book of Rachael Orman that I have read and I must say, she is just awesome! Resisting Hunter has all the feels, you laugh, you get angry and then all you do is cry at the very end!! I can't wait to find out what happens in the next book!!




I am a happily married mother of two beautiful (and trying) little girls. We have two German Shepherd pups (2 yr old and 7 month old) that are constantly getting into trouble and keeping us on our toes.
I am currently attending ASU for my Bachelor’s in Graphic Design, but I am an avid reader when I’m not writing a book of my own. Just like I write, I prefer hot, naughty and all out dirty books, but I also enjoy Urban Fantasy, dystopian and science fiction as well (as long as there is a little romance somewhere in them). I also love to volunteer anywhere I can to help those who are in need.









Wednesday, October 18, 2017

Dirty Rich One night Stand by Lisa Renee Jones

Lisa Renee Jones is back with a sexy, stunning STANDALONE: DIRTY RICH ONE NIGHT STAND!
BOOK INFORMATION
TITLE: Dirty, Rich One Night Stand
GENRE: Contemporary Steamy Romance
RELEASE DATE: October 18, 2017
ABOUT THE BOOK
DIRTY, RICH ONE NIGHT STAND.
That's all it was supposed to be. Her. Him. Pleasure. And then a fast goodbye. He's a stranger. And yet, he's not. She knows him even though he doesn’t know her.
He's the powerful attorney, now world-renowned after coming off the trial of a century which was publicized across the country. And I'm one of the reporters that sat in his courtroom.
I watched him, studied him, got to know him from afar which isn't hard since I know his exact brand of confidence, arrogance, and wealth.
I know his type. I've dated his type. Which is why when I happen to come face to face with him, when sparks fly and heat simmers between us, I know what happens if I say "yes" to Reese Summer. 
I know he'll taste like sin and sex, even before he kisses me.
I know he'll feel like pleasure and passion, even before he touches me.
I know he'll demand more than I wants to give, and yet, because I dare to give myself to him, the result will be deliciously hot.
I know that I will not leave his bed without being utterly, completely sated. 
And I know that I will leave the next morning anyway.
And so, I do. 
And so, he follows.
And as chase begins my question becomes: Is Reese Summer THE one or is he really just a dirty, arrogant lie that should have stayed a one night stand?
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EXCERPT
“You’re as perfect as I knew you would be,” he says, his voice managing to be both sandpaper and silk on my nerve endings, as he adds, “and almost as naked as I want you to be.”
The idea that he has wanted me as much as I have wanted him does funny things to my stomach, but more so, delivers an unexpected wave of illogical vulnerability. This is sex. The end. I don’t want or need to feel anything more. I want and need him naked and fucking me now, fast, hard. That’s safe. Desperate to find that safe place, to shift the control from him to me, I push to my toes, my breasts molding to his chest, and press my lips to his lips. They are warm, and he is hard everywhere I am soft.
And his response to my kiss, the answering moan I am rewarded with, is white-hot fire in my blood that he ignites further with a deep, sizzling stroke of his tongue. He slants his mouth over mine, deepening the connection, kissing me with a fierceness no other man ever has, but then some part of me has known from moment one that he is like no man I have ever known. Which explains why he is everything I want. And nothing about this night is what I expected, any more than this man is anything I can control.
But there is something intensely arousing about the idea of trying.
As if claiming I am reaching for the impossible, he molds me closer, his hand between my shoulder blades, his tongue playing wickedly with mine, but I meet him stroke for stroke, arching into him. He cups my ass and pulls me solidly against his erection. He wins this one. Now I am the one moaning, arching into him, and I welcome the intimate connection. I burn for the moment he will be inside me.
But I also want him to burn for this just as much as I do, and I need to touch this man. Really, really, need to touch him. My hand presses between us, and I stroke the hard line of his shaft. Reese tears his mouth from mine, pressing me hard against the pillar supporting the window again, and when his hands leave my body, when his palms press to the concrete above me again, I sense his withdrawal is about control. I was winning. I confirm that as reality when our eyes lock, and the dash of fire in his eyes is lit by one part passion and one part challenge.
“If I slide my fingers between your legs right now,” he says, “are you wet for me? Are you ready for me?”
“Why don’t you find out for yourself?” I dare him, testing him, pushing him.
AUTHOR INFORMATION
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Lisa Renee Jones is the author of the highly acclaimed INSIDE OUT series.
In addition to the success of Lisa’s INSIDE OUT series, she has published many successful titles. The TALL, DARK AND DEADLY series and THE SECRET LIFE OF AMY BENSEN series, both spent several months on a combination of the New York Times and USA Today bestselling lists. Lisa is also the author of the bestselling the bestselling DIRTY MONEY and WHITE LIES series. And will be publishing the first book in her Lilah Love suspense series with Amazon Publishing in March 2018.
Prior to publishing Lisa owned multi-state staffing agency that was recognized many times by The Austin Business Journal and also praised by the Dallas Women’s Magazine. In 1998 Lisa was listed as the #7 growing women owned business in Entrepreneur Magazine.
Lisa loves to hear from her readers. You can reach her at www.lisareneejones.com and she is active on Twitter and Facebook daily.
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SALE INFORMATION: Dirty Rich One Night Stand is on sale for 99 cents as a release day special price, it will go up to $4.99!

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Monday, October 16, 2017

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Title: Avarice Collection ( Hell On Earth 1-3)
Author: A.C. Melody
Genre: Dark Erotic/BDSM/Paranormal







Devils Only.
It was a permanent note-to-self right above her panties, because anything less was a disappointment. She never meant it as an invitation...

Avarice is what makes the world go round, and Kameo Kross never cared to be an exception to the rule. Her sole ambition is to avoid joining the ranks of New York's poorest denizens. Between a bastard of a new boss and a Dom who tempts her darkest, depraved needs, Kami reevaluates her goal for sanity's sake. She doesn't fear pain, death or eternal damnation, but the idea of submitting completely has her itching to run.

Unforgiving, destiny's twisted plot thrusts Kami into a world she'd never feared existed, and the crosshairs of an enemy threatening to expose all of her shameful secrets to the media. As her life is completely altered, good versus evil becomes a matter all too personal. Yet, nothing's more difficult than facing the truths of her heart, and finding the courage to embrace the kind of submission she's always longed for.

Unleashed in a hailstorm of fury, Hell will come for those seeking glory from Kami's missteps and she'll face off with the Devil, himself, to get what she's finally accepted as hers to have: Happiness. As the calendar races toward Beltane, sordid plots of single-minded obsession and greed continue to thwart their eternal bliss, but the real challenge awaits in the aftermath of retribution. Can Kami and her Master find some semblance of redemption in one another at last, or will the demon within change everything?

Trigger/Content Warning: This collection is Dark, BDSM Paranormal Romance, all references to devils in the blurb are sincere. Possible triggers include but are not limited to demonology, violence, R.A.C.K. (Risk Awareness Consensual Kink), graphic sex and explicit language. Not intended for readers under the age of 18.





His wet fingers abandoned the inside of her throat, cupping the curve of her jaw, and his mouth crushed down on hers.

It was a whole new kind of oral sex. That was the only way to describe the aggressive, needy assault. His tongue thrust as his lips dominated hers harder and greedier, like there was some kind of climax waiting for him at the end. A preview of his skills, or a promise that it would be the only way he would invade her body, no matter which part of himself he was using? Regardless, it was ferocious, filthy, and the best damn kiss Kami had ever experienced.

She could feel his mask bumping alongside her temple, as if he'd turned the bull snout to the side, but that meant his face was still mostly covered. He must not trust the blindfolds. Did that mean he wasn't planning on removing the mask at all? Kami hoped not. She wanted him to keep it on. That way her imagination could continue filling in the blanks the way she wanted them, rather than chance being disappointed by reality. She didn't care how damn shallow that made her. This was her night, and it was already panning out better than any Halloween before it, so no. She didn't want anything to ruin it.

"Mmm, you taste foolishly brave," he groaned quietly as he licked and nibbled at her lips, diving back in for one last devastating kiss.
Settling back in the seat, he returned the mask to its rightful place and forced her down onto her knees again. His thumb picked up its previous stroking over her lips, but when her bound wrists slid down the hard plane of his stomach and into his lap, there was no mistaking the bulging line of his erection. The feel of it had her lust spreading hotter, dampening her panties with desperate anticipation.

She earned a soft mocking laugh when she started rubbing her arms over the steely line.
"You like knowing what you do to my cock, demon? How hard you make it just by choking on my fingers?" he asked. "Is that what you were hoping to accomplish while you were dancing for me?"

If he was trying to embarrass her with that insight, he was going to be disappointed. Knowing he knew, that he'd been aware, only turned her on more.

"No, but it's a start," she replied.
He laughed appreciatively at that, and it was far more sinister than his mocking laugh.
"Ambition and Greed go hand-and-hand, little one. As you said, it's a start."

He wanted her to be greedy? He probably shouldn't have told her that. Before she could reply, the limo slowed to a stop, reigniting the thrill of uncertainty. When the driver opened the door, her bull man climbed out first, then reached inside and hauled her out by the waist.

Once she was on her feet, he grabbed her bound wrists and started leading her across old asphalt. Her heels clicked and wobbled in the rough patches. She thought she heard water lapping and a nearby buoy. It definitely smelled like the docks. The way the noise and voices echoed indicated they were surrounded by warehouses or giant shipping containers.

Again, it should have been a red flag, but Kami wasn't afraid, only morbidly curious. It took her a moment to realize they were drawing closer to the pulsing bass of music. Her escort paused for a moment before a door opened and it washed over them loud and clear. They stopped directly inside to wait for everyone. When the metal door finally closed, her bull man untied the blindfold.

Blinking in the dimly lit entrance, Kami saw that it was a makeshift foyer with draping velveteen crimson, black-and-white jack-o-lanterns, Gothic candelabras, antiqued mirrors, and other d├ęcor that would indicate they were getting ready to enter a vampire's secret lair. Even the music thumping and crawling over her flesh was more along the lines of Screamo-Goth-Rave, than the Dubstep bass would suggest.

"You know, there are at least a hundred different horror movies that begin this way," she referred to the space around them by drawing a small square in the air with her index fingers.
A more difficult task than one would think with bound wrists.
"That's what makes decorating so easy," he said, pulling her against his body to slip a hand under her skirt and take his fill of her ass cheek. "The question is, was that just an observation or cold feet?"

"My feet never get cold," she replied.
She barely heard the low rumble of his laugh when he bowed his head right beside her ear. "Careful, demon. Some might take that answer as a deliberate challenge."
It was a seduction, his mind. The things he picked out of the air, as if her thoughts were broadcasting on wavelengths he could read like a digital marquee. Things that no other man on the planet had ever been able to hear between the lines of her responses before.

"You're free to take it however you like," she pointed out, but it wasn't flippant.
No, it was more like poking the growling lion with a sharp stick just to see what would happen.
"I don't need you to tell me that, demon. I always take what I want, however I want, whenever I want," he stated, before lowering his voice even more. "I don't wait for holidays."



A.C. Melody is a hybrid author of Erotic Romance and all its savory sub-genres. Confessed javaholic, introverted geeky girl with a twisted sense of humor and a wretched muse. She has a weakness for hard ass Alphas and the strong women who capture their hearts, without damaging their rough edges.

A lifetime lover of fairytales, myths, legends and ancient pantheons, A.C. spends more time researching than writing. Her biggest goal is to provide new, captivating angles on old, favorite tales with enticing twists and characters that redefine preset expectations.

She's 100% guilty of placing all her money on the underdogs, anti-heroes and shameless whores. A.C. loves to hear from her readers and can be found at any of the following sites: