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Coming Home by M.D. Cruz

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Coming Home by M.D. Cruz  Publication date: Summer 2015 Genres: New Adult, Romance

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Lexie was a teenager who thought she’d found real love in Elijah. Things were perfect until he left for football camp, and never came back. Thinking he’s dumped her she has no choice but to go on with her life. Now six years later they come face to face at a club. Lexie wants to be mad and hate him for breaking her heart, but Elijah is making it hard for her to hate the now man she’s been in love with since high school.

Elijah wasn’t expecting to see Lexie his first night back in town. When he sees her and memories of what used to be come knocking at his heart, he can’t help but follow after her. He comes face to face with a pissed off Lexie, and is set on making sure he does everything in his power to win her back. He has to convince her that what she thinks happened is not the truth.

Can they both be together again when trust is an issue? When secrets from the past catch up with both of them in the present, can their love truly conquer all?

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Forbidden Love by Aimee Shaye

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Derrick White, CEO of Stonewell Corps, has never known how to love. Until now he has always walked away from the chance…

Suzanne DeAngelo, a customer service representative for Lightning Mobile, a branch of the Stonewell Corps, is an edgy girl who will try anything once. When she expresses interest in Derrick, he decides to go along with it, but on two conditions: his shirt doesn’t come off, and she can only address him as Mr. White or Sir.

One night in the throes of passion, Derrick loses himself…Will he admit his love for Suzanne or will he walk away and leave her broken?

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Aimee Shaye is a 21 year old self-published author who lives in New York. Her first novel, Destroyed, was released on October 31, 2014 (two months early) and is the first book in The Chronicles of the Seven Sons (CSS) series. She is currently working on an erotica trilogy (Each book will be released in between the books of CSS series).

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Taking the Fall by W. Ferraro

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Hunter Dennison has been an overachiever in all aspects of his life. He knows what he wants and goes after it, and he intends to follow suit in his love life with the young and beautiful Molly. His patience is at its last resolve as he waits for her to come of age, but finally the time has arrived, and he prepares to tell Molly how he feels.
What he doesn’t know is that someone else has set their own selfish agenda into motion, wreaking havoc on Hunter’s intentions and his confidence in Molly’s character.
Believing the vicious lies, Hunter veers off his planned path. He finds solace and comfort in another’s arms, never realizing that he leaves in his wake a devastated Molly.
However, fate cannot be fooled.
Now, twenty years later, they both have settled into their own lives in Clearwater Falls. Hunter intends to rectify the past by letting Molly know that she is the one he wants now, just as he had wanted then.
Can passion all these years in the making overcome the weight of regret that they both carry? Or will the price of their previous mistakes leave an insurmountable divide in their chance at forever?

WARNING: Recommended for adult readers (18+) only. Mature themes, strong language, and sexual content.

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Accepting Cherry by Chrissy Snyder

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Twirl me around and watch me spin, a modern day princess lives within…

Charisa has a perfect life. Just like her favored Princesses, she is living the life every girl dreams of: her very own fairytale, but even the sweetest fairytales must come to an end. When happiness is at its peak, fate steps in and one by one she loses everything.

Picking up the pieces to a broken life can be long and bumpy. Most often than not things get worse before they get better.

Despite her despair and the hell she’s been drug through time and time again, she finds love and begins to plan a future as none other than Mrs. Prince Charming. Convinced she’s going to finally get her happily ever after fate steps in once again and she suffers betrayal and shame at the greatest degree.

Will she give the idea of love a second chance and find her one and only or will her dark secrets prevent her from truly finding herself?

 


Behind every prince is a story left untold.
Look behind the mask and you’ll see it unfold…

Sawyer has lived a charmed life. He’s the catch every girl is after when dreaming of her very own storybook ending. In real life, though, nothing is like it is in a fairytale. One childhood event can forever affect how a man looks at love and relationships, even a golden guy like Sawyer.

Those who forget the past are doomed to repeat it. Isn’t that what everyone has always taught in history class? He doesn’t have time for love or commitment.
Even the most skeptical with love can sometimes find it in the strangest of places, when that one special someone catches his eye, suddenly leaving him dazed and confused.

The only way to reap the benefits of true love is to put your own demons behind and give love a shot…

When secrets start to arise will the two beat the odds or part ways and let it destroy them both?

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Tonight is a big night. I’ve taken my time to ensure that I look good. I stare in the mirror as I admire the new lingerie I have to wear tonight. I used my uniform allowance to get this sexy getup. Roger expects us to always be fresh, never wearing the same outfit within a month rotation because of the regulars. There are no lower class sleezeballs here. This is where the big dogs come out and play. This is the most private club in town. If you knew who some of our highest paying customers were you would know why.

I have a birthday party that’s reserved the front table of the stage tonight, a group of ten men, all drunk off their asses already I’m sure. I could tell when I peeked out the door as they arrived that a few of them are newbies by their drooling, excited demeanor. This is what makes my job interesting and fun: breaking them in. A man gets a good first time and they’ll be coming back for more, meaning more cash for me. I place my tall heel into the seat of my chair and rub baby oil down my leg, giving me a sexy edge. Plus, it keeps the hands from going past the point of restriction.

I finish the other leg and take one final look in the mirror. It’s a sexy version of a clown; a white baby doll trimmed in all of the bright colors. The birthday hat and the sexy makeup top it off. My ruffle front thong is orange and it is the final dessert of the hour. I paint my lips with a matching cherry-red lipstick like my name and smack them in the mirror.

“Cherry, you’re up in ten. Don’t keep them waiting. This is my biggest payout of the night.”

I roll my eyes in the mirror at the sound of Roger’s voice as he pokes his head inside the door. Show the man green and he’d lease us out in private hotels I’m sure. He would never admit that though.

“I’ll be right out, Roger.”

He likes me though, because something about my pretty face keeps his pockets full. I’ve already been up on stage a few times tonight, so for now I’ll be circulating the room. “Showtime,” I mumble, and strut out into the club, ready for action.

The club is packed with businessmen lingering in various sections of the club. I love weekends. It’s when all of the high rollers come out to play. They each have a different story: some leaving their wives at home for a fresh piece, some making this their last stop before walking the aisle, and the rest college kids looking for a little fun. I don’t care what they’re here for as long as their pockets are empty when they leave and they leave everything in the club; after all, I didn’t make them come here.

I look around the room, spotting my party sitting in front of the stage. There are a few cute ones in this batch. This is going to be fun. My eyes lock on one. He takes me in and gives me a smirk before he starts to approach me. “Hey there, sexy. What can I do for you?”

He broadens his smile and gives me a wad of cash. “I need a favor.”

“Oh yeah. What’ll it be, Darlin’?”

He leans in to whisper in my ear, refraining from touching me because he knows it’s against the rules unless he’s buying a dance. “It’s my boy’s birthday. There is enough there for a hefty tip if you’ll take him to the VIP room for more privacy. I’ve already booked the dance.”

I look around for Roger to confirm. I find him standing across the room and he nods at me, giving me the go ahead. This guy has some nice friends. A private lap dance is easily a grand and paid up front to Roger. It is explained that’s before the tip, so this guy knows the rules, meaning he’s been here before. “Okay, sexy, but that’s an awfully generous gift to give someone else. Are you sure you don’t want it for yourself?” He’s cute. I wouldn’t mind giving him the dance.

He leans back to look at me. “As much as I would love to watch you grinding on top of me, my boy comes first, sexy. Maybe another time; I’ll be back.” He winks and backs away with a large grin on his face. I shrug seductively as I watch him leave. His loss.

I head to the VIP room to get ready for my dance, greeting Gerry at the door. All private rooms have a bouncer keeping guard to ensure that the women are safe at all times. As I’m getting my music queued up, I hum softly under my breath and wait for my client to arrive. A few moments in and there is a knock at the door. I walk over and open it. Greeting me on the other side of the door is an incredibly sexy man. Hell yes, this is going to be fun.

Something about his face looks familiar, but I can’t place it. He has dark hair, intense green eyes, and is physically fit by the defined muscle protruding from his fitted shirt. He must have come here right after work, because he is wearing a suit, but he’s removed the jacket and he rolled up the sleeves of his dress shirt, revealing tattoos running up his arms. I don’t know what it is about a man with rolled up sleeves and tattoos, but it turns me on in a way I don’t understand. Maybe it’s the business meets bad boy persona. Whatever it is has me motivated to get closer to him, making my job easier.

I step aside to let him enter. “Hi, I’m Cherry.”

He studies me for a moment with heated eyes. The way he looks at me is as if he’s seen me before, like he knows me.

“Hi, Cherry.” My name rolls off his tongue in the most sexual manner, causing a rush of excitement between my legs. This is going to be one hell of a night: sexy and seductive.

The music starts to play and I place one hand in the center of my sexy stranger’s chest, grabbing a handful of black material. I walk backward and drag him over to the seating area before turning, pushing him backwards until he falls onto the couch behind him, giving me a deep, sexy laugh along the way.

“Damn,” he says, egging me on. Not wasting any time, I place each hand on the back of the couch to each side of his shoulders and flip my hair from side to side. It starts the full body roll that follows, pressing each segment of skin to his clothing, ending with my pelvis. I stand and turn, closing in on him, resting against him in a sitting position. I shake my ass against his crotch, enjoying the feel of it hardening beneath me. While cupping my breastsI roll my head back, grinding to the beat of the music. Turning my head to the side, I watch his eyes glaze over as I touch my body, skimming my hands down in a slow motion. I continue gyrating on his lap, listening to his breathing pick up, confirming the arousal that is pressing into the crack of my ass.

I breathe in deeply…. smelling his citrusy aftershave; something I would say is unique to him. My hormones are quickly running wild, something different than normal. It doesn’t take me long to get lost in the music and this sexy man pressed against my backside as I allow him to become familiar with my body. Time stands still…for a while. I hear him grunt, praising me for the havoc I’m causing on his cock and he isn’t even naked.

I finish out the dance as the song comes to an end, standing and adjusting my outfit. He stands as I run my fingers through my hair and I watch as he fishes in his pockets. He pulls out a wad of cash, handing it all to me. I briefly stare at him in shock, but brush it off and reach for it. He doesn’t immediately turn it loose.

“How much for house calls?”

I’m about to say something, anything to deny his question, but he beats me to the punch.

“Listen, I don’t usually come to places like this, but I’m here, and now that I am, I kind of like it. You have a beautiful body. Let me show you what I can do with mine,” he finishes quietly.

What a generous man, but I can tell he enjoyed the dance from the large bulge at the front of his pants, so I know what he’s referring to.

“I don’t think so, sweetie.”

I’m ready to thank him and leave when he grabs my hand, pulling me to him. He presses his lips to mine before I even know what’s happening. I can taste the whiskey on his breath. Poor guy is so drunk I don’t think he knows what he’s asking me, but the way his hands introduce themselves to my backside I can’t be sure. He pulls away and touches his index finger to my lips, silencing me.

“Think about it. The club closes at two. I’ll be outside waiting if you decide to take me up on my offer. Sometimes outside of the norm can be freeing…”

He turns and walks away, leaving me standing here alone. I’m not sure what the hell just happened, but I find myself considering it. I never do this. There’s one reason why….”

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Chrissy Snyder writes New Adult erotic romance. She loves tattooed bad boys and misunderstood women with happy ever afters. She divides her time between writing and reading when not loving on her very jealous fur baby, Mylo.
If she isn’t writing about heartache or second chances, then she is managing her busy household with her very supportive hubby and two teens.
She dreams of travelling to Europe, Costa Rica, and Hawaii.

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Vouloir by J.D. Chase

WARNING: CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT SUITABLE FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY. CONTAINS BDSM ELEMENTS AND POTENTIAL TRIGGERS FOR SOME READERS.

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Vouloir CoverVouloir: French meaning ‘to want’.

Want:

To have a desire to possess something or someone;

To have a strong desire to do something;

To wish for something or someone;

To desire sexually;

To require something to be attended to in a particular manner.

Sexual Therapist by day and desirable Domme by night, La Veuve Noire is struggling to keep up with demand for her services. Whether it’s fixing them up or tying them down, Veuve’s skills are legendary. Juggling her demanding roles with looking after a mysterious nineteen year old, the Kid, her life is a balancing act. But the tart with a heart cannot resist taking on ‘just one more’ client. The problem is, there’s always ‘just one more’ client, and each one appears more needy than the last. Like Dean, the barman who’s taken advantage of his drunken boss and has to face up to being a flop between the sheets. Like Dan, a teenager in crisis who is contemplating the unthinkable.

Juggling so much inevitably means that something gets dropped occasionally. La Veuve Noire, The Black Widow, hates to fail at anything and like everything in life, the higher the stakes, the greater the potential loss. With everyone turning to her in sheer desperation, she turns to her usual means of escape: the club, Vouloir.

But Vouloir now holds a reminder of a distant past she strives to forget. Blond hair, blue eyes and unmistakable dominance tinged with danger. Is Jones the key to the Kid’s future? Or will he simply unlock the painful past?

This three part series runs parallel/post parallel with Rouge Passion and features some of RP’s characters but it can be read as a standalone series.

WARNING: CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT SUITABLE FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY. CONTAINS BDSM ELEMENTS AND POTENTIAL TRIGGERS FOR SOME READERS.

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Title: Vouloir: Passion Noire Book One

Author: JD Chase

Genre: Contemporary Romance/Erotic Romance

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Release Date: 26th February 2015

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I love reading – almost as much as I love writing.. I relish the sheer escapism of losing myself in a book that grips me and takes me on an emotional roller coaster. I regularly mourn the passing of a good book – am I the only one who turns the pages more slowly when you don’t want a great book to end?

I love a good steamy romance and I adore sexy alpha males. I also have more than a passing interest in BDSM (nod, nod … wink, wink). One day, I put pen to paper (well fingers to keyboard, actually) and the Orion the Hunter series was born. Little did I know that, at that moment, I was sowing the seeds of change. For, just a few months later, as a somewhat bewildered Amazon Kindle bestselling Indie author, I quit my career as an education professional to write full time. Scary stuff, I think you’ll agree.

2013 was a very difficult year for me for personal reasons. It taught me how fragile life is and how important it is to grab it with both hands and ride the hell out of it. So in 2014, I began my comeback with the Amazon #1 Bestselling Erotica/Romantic Erotica bestselling series, Rouge Passion. I also met many of my favourite authors and so many lovely readers at my first signing event in Edinburgh. I flipped Stu Reardon’s kilt! Happy days …

I have big plans for 2015. I’m signing at several more author events around the UK and I’m pouring my heart and soul into what I consider my best series yet – by far! Cue Passion Noire, a three part series revolving around La Veuve Noire – a sexual therapist by day and a desirable Domme by night. But fear not, sexy alphas are still on the menu. I mean … this is me!

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Bitter Sweet Deception by Tara Oakes

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This novella is intended for those 18+ of age and contains strong language, sexual content, and adult situations.The Kingsmen M.C’s saga continues in this newest installment of Tara Oakes’ tantalizing new series. In the first three novella’s you’ve come to know and love the characters within the club. Jay and Lil’s have had their epic love story play out over the pages of “A Lil’ Less Broken”, followed by “A Lil’ Less Lost” and finally, “A Lil’ Less Hopeless”. While their fairytale is far from over, the next arc in the series concentrates on some of the other intriguing characters that have been woven throughout Jay and Lil’s storyline.The question on everyone’s mind is…. WHO IS CHARLIE? And what is she hiding?
Planting herself deep within the club’s inner circle, CharliecametoChisolm with one goal in mind… todestroytheKingsmen, M.C., no matter the personal cost. An unknown hatred fuels her mission to take them down. Pairing herself up with one of the club’s bad boy’s, the M.C.’s enforcer, Clink, seemed like just the ticket to get her in the door.Once inside the club she had been eyeing from afar, she comes to realizes things are very different from what she had imagined them to be.Villainizing the group as a whole for an injustice that was done to her many years earlier no longer seemed to fit with growing attachments and relationships she was forming.And then there’s Clink. He may very well be the wild card thrown into the mix that derailed Charlie’s plans from the get go. Originally, serving as nothing but a way in to the club, and a body to warm her sheets at night, Clink has thrown Charlie for a loop. Determined from an early age to never need a man, Charlie can’t help but find herself drawn to him in a carnal and ethereal way. She’s tried to fight it, to deny it, but it was in vain. He calls her sugar… but, she’s anything but sweet.A chance twist of luck placed Charlie right in the middle of club politics, where she was able to help free the club’s Vice President, Jay, from serving time for murder he did not commit, but willingly confessed to in Book 2. Her risk earned her the hard earned respect and admiration that is hard to come by in the world of the M.C.

Now that she finally has a place of her own in life, a place where she belongs and is wanted… is she willing to give it up? Give Him up? Willing to let it all slip through her fingers? Find out in Book 4 of Tara Oakes’ Kingsmen M.C. series, “Bitter Sweet Deception”

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Ricochet by Jessica Wilde

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Title: Ricochet
Author: Jessica Wilde
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: February 23, 2015
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Fear.

It’s the last thing I remembered.

I was afraid.

Afraid to fight, afraid to run… afraid to breathe.

Then, everything had gone dark. As if life was finally hearing my pleas, my cries to end the torment. To end the fear.

But even in the dark, I still felt it.

I always felt it.

My life had been a ricochet of one event leading to the next. Bouncing back and forth from good to bad. Happiness to despair. Hope to fear.

My name is Arianna West. I’m stronger now. Steady. Alive.

I can find a way to survive on my own. I can see what is coming for me. I can channel my fear into strength.

Except… I didn’t see Jack.

And Jack changed everything.

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I laughed. A laugh so deep that the muscles in my abdomen flexed. How long had it been since I had felt that? Too long. I hadn’t really laughed in a long time and something so simple had brought it out of me.

Jack had brought it out of me.

“God, I missed that laugh,” Jack whispered.

I went silent, so suddenly that my breath couldn’t keep up and it came rushing out with the emotion that had been built up inside of me.

Tears immediately sprang to my eyes and the heaviness in my chest was back.

My life had changed so much. Everything had changed.

“Jack…”

“Ari, please don’t cry.”

He had turned his body towards me and was holding my face in his hands. The tears running down my cheeks didn’t make it far. He wiped each one away.

He saw the moment my control slipped and I just couldn’t seem to stop the tears. That’s when he pulled me into his arms. Arms that had always made everything better. Strong fingers combed through my hair, down my temple, across my jaw, then retraced their way back up and into my hair once more. He was giving me whatever comfort he could while I sobbed on his chest.

I should have been embarrassed about the quick change in my mood. I should have felt ridiculous. Childish. With Jack, though, I never had to worry about being anyone but myself no matter who I was now.

“So much is gone,” I said in a broken and weak voice. “So much is missing from me.”

“No, Ari. You’re still in there, babe, just a little harder to reach.”

I shook my head. In denial? I wasn’t sure. He was only half right.

“I’ve bent too far for too long. I’m broken,” I whispered. So much regret came pouring out of me and I couldn’t control it.

I had been slowly breaking for three years and my determination to move on was waning much faster than I could ever keep up with.

Jack buried his fingers in my hair and I felt the press of his lips on the top of my head. When he spoke, the tone of his voice sounded defeated. Resigned. “The world breaks everyone, and afterward, many are strong at the broken places.”

I sniffed as the rumble in his chest vibrated against my cheek. His shirt was wet from my tears and I knew I looked like a mess, but I looked up at him anyway.

“What is that from?” I asked.

“What? You don’t think I could come up with something so profound by myself?” he teased.

“I know damn well you could, Jack.”

He looked at me for a moment, his eyes searching mine and his fingers sweeping a lock of hair back behind my ear. If I didn’t know any better, I would think he was reading my mind, seeing all my secrets, all my broken places. “It’s Ernest Hemingway. He said that.”

“Do you believe it?”

“I do. So much so that I tattooed it on my shoulder the first chance I got,” he mumbled with a short chuckle.

I glanced down at his shoulder. It was too dark to see much of anything, but the moonlight streaming in the window showed enough when he lifted his shirt sleeve. The words were there, permanently inked into his skin just above a complex shape that I couldn’t quite make out.

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I live in Morgan Utah with my husband, daughter, and dog, Kolo. I write as often as my active daughter will let me and my husband has the patience of a saint. I find inspiration from dreams, people I meet, and life experiences. When I write, I usually end up drinking one too many cans of Peace Tea, eating three too many Fruit by the Foot fruit snacks, and accidently kicking my pup and best buddy, Kolo, too many times since he loves to sleep under my desk at my feet.
I started writing as a teen, but my fear of the unknown won out every time and I threw everything out. After becoming a mother and deciding to stay at home to raise my beautiful little girl, I tried again when I couldn’t stop thinking of ideas. I loved every minute, every hour of sleep lost, and every character that came to life in my mind.
It’s strange, but my favorite moments are when I have writer’s block because I can turn to my husband and find inspiration through him by just doing what we do best together. Talking, laughing, and just being in love. He doesn’t like to read, but he never stops encouraging me to keep going.
Writing has become an important part of my life and every book has a special place in my heart.

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It seemed like a good idea at the time. Get over my break-up by having a one-night stand with a rock ‘n’ roll hottie and move on with my life. Going on tour as official photographer to the world’s number one band was not part of the plan.

Have you ever dreamed of being plucked out of the crowd by one of the hottest rock stars in the world?

I didn’t even know who Ozstryker were when my reckless sister Beth dragged me along to their concert. I went solely to keep her out of trouble, not for me to get tangled up with the famous guitarist renowned for his magnificent shirtless torso and talented fast hands.

I had no intention of becoming a groupie, let alone anything else. But when Jax Ozstryker invited me on a date, I decided it was time for a little fun. Not that the night ended how I had planned – or how he planned, for that matter – I got a job and he didn’t get laid.

Now I’m on tour with the biggest band in the world with my crazy, unpredictable sister for company and a beautiful dangerous attraction for my new boss. I never dreamed life could be so crazy. Or complicated.

But this is life on the road – where nothing makes sense and everything is possible.

 

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I have written stories for as long as I can remember. I wrote my first book when I was five years old. It was called, The Goodies, and it was a short story about driving to the shops to get some milk. Needless to say, it was a very short book and hardly the page turner. It was also illustrated in orange felt tip pen because it was the only felt tip pen left in the pencil case that wasn’t dried up and useless.

My first attempt at writing romance was in high school when my athletic ambitions were replaced with Sunday sessions in my bestfriends bedroom, smoking cigarettes and writing smut about the hot guy at school. They were dreadfully crude stories. Lots of awkward fumblings in the dark or a series of awful first kisses. They were also very straight forward. Very straight to the point. Because I didn’t have a clue about what I was talking about. And I used terrible words such as “shaft”, “her moist warmth” and “velvet cavern”…yeah, they were awesome.

In following years I wisely gave up the cigarettes, became Mum to the “best kid in the world” and married a vastly understanding and supportive soul who tolerated the complete absence of my inner domestic goddess. Through a lot of trial and error, I think I may have started to write stories other people would want to read … without an orange felt tip pen in sight…

Where You Can Find Penny:

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Void by Cassy Roop

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Author: Cassy Roop
Genre: Erotic Thriller
Cover Design: Cassy Roop with Pink Ink Designs
Photography by: Mandy Hollis
Model: Rainey Wilson
Release Date: February 23rd 2015

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I AM AN ESCORT.

I screw men and get screwed for money,
living my life everyday as Jericho Lane.
My clientele list is immaculate.
I am sought out, demanded
and damn good at my job.
I don’t care that these men have families at home,
or that they are important people.
I do it for the money.
to survive.

There is nothing that could make me
feel a bit of remorse or
concern about what I do because
I was born with the inability
to experience or feel emotions…

I don’t feel PAIN
I don’t feel SORROW.
I don’t feel extreme HAPPINESS or LOVE

I am VOID.

A blank canvas of emotions.
An empty hole in an endless sea of
circumstances, moods and relationships.

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VOID is filled with intrigue, suspense, and smoldering desire. This story will keep you turning the page until the very end.” -Aleatha Romig, New York Times bestselling author

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“Cassy Roop has created a twisted, hot & unique world in VOID.” -Harper Sloan, New York Times bestselling author

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“Never have I been so invested in a story line like I was with VOID.” - S.K. Hartley, International Bestselling Author

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Cassy is a fitness goddess by day and romance author by night. When she isn’t writing furiously on her next novel, she’s making books look beautiful inside and out as a graphic designer. She has an unhealthy obsession with peanut butter, pedicures, and all things Les Mills group fitness. She has on occasion been seen purchasing clothes that aren’t athletic apparel (although rare).

She released her debut, The Price of Love, in March of 2014.
The Celtic Knot Novels are her first erotic romance series and Books 1 and 2, Ashley’s Bend and Figure Eight both reached #1 in Erotic Thrillers on Amazon. Book 3, Triquetra, released September 22, 2014 and book 4 the companion novel, Axel Hitch in December 2014stalk cassy @ png

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Blissful Valentine by Amy L. Gale

Title: Blissful Valentine
Author: Amy L. Gale
Genre: Romance
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Straight-laced 19-year-old Brooke Powers has two goals: First, avoid the party scene and all the drama and disaster that go along with it. Second, focus on attaining her Marketing and Business degrees. When her roommate begs her to attend a fraternity party she reluctantly obliges, but gets more than she bargained for when she meets enticingly charismatic fraternity brother, Dean Parker. After a mishap causes her to wake up in the worst possible place she can imagine, she vows to stay away from anything or anyone fraternity related. Staying away from Dean is a daily battle, one she’s slowly losing. When her feelings conjure up old demons from the past, her strategically planned future turns into chaos. Brooke is desperate to keep herself on track. Will Dean be her downfall or is he exactly what she needs? 

 

 

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BLISSFUL
VALENTINE EXCERPT :
He stops and meets
my gaze, then bends down and grabs a mound of snow, packing into a
tight ball. He takes a step back and winds his arm, throwing the
snowball straight and fast. It smacks against the metal sign on the
far end of the small pond near a cluster of benches, breaking off
into a multitude of pieces.
He wipes his hands
off on his pants. “Give it a try.”
I shake my head. “No
way, I throw like a girl.”
His picks up a mound
of snow and packs it together, forming a perfect sphere. He hands me
the snowball and stands behind me, pressing his body against mine. My
heartbeats thump against my chest, causing a surge of adrenaline to
rush through my veins. I tremble, holding the snowball in my right
hand. At least I can blame the cold for my shaky arm. He runs his
hand down to my wrist and pulls it back, up toward my shoulder.
He rests his head on
my shoulder and talks softly into my ear. “Pull your arm back to
here and step forward at the same time you throw.” He moves to the
side.
Goosebumps form on
my neck from his warm breath gliding against my cool skin. My stomach
flutters. Here
goes nothing.

I stare at the metal No Parking sign and pull my arm back, throwing
the snowball as I step forward. Tiny fragments of snow fly through
the air. A direct hit.
I clap my hands and
bounce up and down on my toes. “Holy crap, I actually did it. I
didn’t think I could hit the broad side of a barn.” Dean comes
over and raises his hand to give me a high five. I lunge forward and
pull him into a hug, before I realize what I’m doing. My chest
tightens and heat creeps across my cheek.
He wraps his arms
around my waist and presses his body against mine. I step back and
ease away, dropping my arms to my sides. “We better head back, I’ve
still got lots of physics studying to do if I plan on passing the
semester.”
He rubs the back of
his neck and nods.
I slide my frozen
hands into my pockets and hold them in tight fists. Note to self:
when
I think I’m finished embarrassing myself I’m usually wrong
.
The perfect
untouched blanket of snow moves into an array of chaos as we turn the
corner to my apartment. My heart beats faster with each step I take
forward. This walk is taking forever. If I don’t get away from Dean
soon, I may end up doing something else I shouldn’t. I mean, we’re
just friends. I take a deep breath and slowly exhale as we approach
my driveway.
I dig in my purse
and pull out my keys. “Thanks for my victory celebration.”
He places his hand
in the small of my back on our way toward my steps. “First of
many.” His hand moves to my waist.
Summersaults take
over my stomach. I step onto the first step. My boot slips along the
rim of the concrete edge covered in a thin layer of ice and instantly
it knocks me off balance. My hands flail through the air, desperately
trying to grab onto anything.
Dean jumps into
action, catching me before my head smacks against the hard sidewalk.
I grab onto his sculpted bicep and pull myself to my feet.
Fire burns through
my cheeks, which are no doubt fire-engine red. I drop my chin to my
chest and hunch my shoulders. He lifts my chin and gazes into my
eyes. My heart pounds against the walls of my chest. Electric
shockwaves flows through my veins. He leans in closer. My lips part
and lava flows through my body. He tucks a stray strand of hair
behind my ear. “I knew you’d fall for me sooner or later.” He
places a soft kiss on my cheek and takes a step back, turning and
walking away.

 Author Amy Gale
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Romance author by night, pharmacist by day, Amy Gale loves rock music and the feel of sand between her toes.  She attended Wilkes University where she graduated with a Doctor of Pharmacy degree. In addition to writing, she enjoys baking, scary movies, rock concerts, and reading books at the beach.  She lives in the lush forest of Northeastern Pennsylvania with her husband, six cats, and golden retriever.  
Contact Amy L. Gale:
 
1. Can you tell us a bit about the main characters.
Brooke Powers is goal-oriented freshman who wants to focus on her studies and avoid the party scene along with all the trouble that goes along with it.
Dean Parker is an enticingly charismatic fraternity brother and star player on Lakeview U’s baseball team.
When Brooke’s roommate drags her to a fraternity party, an unexpected mishap causes her wake up in Dean’s bed throwing her strategically planned future into complete chaos.
2. How did you think of this story? What inspired you?
Since Dean and Brooke were already a couple in Blissful Tragedy, I wanted to elaborate on their awesome relationship. I decided to go back in time to the girls college years and tell the story. I have to be honest, I was inspired by some of my great college memories.
3. Is there anything special you would like your readers to know about Blissful Valentine?
Valentine’s Day isn’t always complete bliss.
4. Do you get writers block? How do you cure it?
I think every writer gets writers block at some point or another. I try and look to other sources to cure it, like music or re-watching some of my favorite movies for inspiration.
5. Top 5 Favorite Books
1. Beautiful Disaster
2. The Notebook
3. Fifty Shades of Grey
4. Dark Love
5. Thoughtless
6. I know you are a huge music fan AND Led Zeppelin fan. What songs help you write?
I usually come up with a play list based on the book I’m writing. When I wrote Blissful Valentine, I listened to Thank You by Led Zeppelin, Love Song by Tesla, Lay it on the Line by Triumph, Caught up in you by 38 Special, I Can’t Fight this Feeling Anymore by REO Speedwagon, My Kinda Lover by Billy Squire, and Talk Dirty to Me by Poison.