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Friday, October 17, 2014
Author Spotlight Tour - Laura Dunaway
Thursday, October 16, 2014
That's a Promise BLOG TOUR - Victoria Klahr
Wednesday, October 15, 2014
Midnight by Elizabeth Miller's Blog Tour
Midnight by Elizabeth Miller~ Blog Tour~ Oct.13th-Oct. 20th
Synopsis:
Colin McKenna is striking and powerful, beautiful and broken…
His mere presence commands attention and he definitely has mine. I'm captivated, drawn to him on a level I don’t understand.
He wants me, needs my body to satisfy his hunger. I’ve given myself freely to his demands. But at what cost? I’m the unknown factor. He had his life planned out, a very specific path laid before him and not anywhere on his road to travel did Charlie Carter exist. Yet here I am, and his struggle becomes one of diversion. Should he divert from the path he meticulously planned or digress for an unknown draw toward a stranger, someone so unlike anyone he’s met before?
Someone with secrets that could destroy his dreams and a destiny filled with power and influence. My past is sealed, protected against curious eyes. I've moved on and created a life for myself, leaving the pain behind. Until now.
I fell willingly into his bed, stolen moments of passion so intense, they blurred the lines of responsibility and reason. The passion we’ve unlocked together could be the key to our salvation or the path to damnation.
This is my story, my fall into love and fear that it could end in a heartbeat.
Midnight is an adult contemporary romance, due to strong language and sexual content this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18.
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Buy Links:
iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id916308301
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Kobo: http://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/midnight-28
Excerpt:
“So good. It’s too good . . .” he mumbles against my mouth. And it is. So intense and so good my toes curl as I wrap my legs around his backside. I’m close to overwhelmed, the feel of him buried in me, knowing I’m really here in this moment, and his voice whispering in my ear to hold on, don’t hold back, give me everything . . . I almost can’t hold on, falling deeply into every sensation and losing myself in them.
I’ve never done this with someone and felt connected in every possible way, not just physically, but emotionally. A rush, a warmth spreads out from my chest at the realization that this is my beginning—a spring in the middle of winter, the ending of a chapter and the start of another, with Colin as the central character. Right here, in his bed, clarity reigns as his mouth claims mine again, teasing out a moan so he can claim that too. He owns me. I would give him anything. Take it, take all of me, take everything and anything. And he does, wringing out every ounce of pleasure. He knows where to touch, how to extract the smallest whimper and the largest groan. I could never tire of being with him, with him over me and in me, pushing, pulling, driving and devouring until the ache becomes a need. A need so intense and all consuming, I begin taking from him. Calling out unabashedly to move faster, go deeper, push harder. Don’t stop, never stop, never stop making me feel this good and needy and so, so full. Please, I beg. Pleading with him, pleading for I don’t know what . . .
Pushing off of his shoulders, I fall to the bed and he follows, his head dipping to my nipple. Taking me into his mouth, he teases with his tongue and bites down, hard, only releasing me when I gasp and clutch his hair. But I don’t pull him away; I hold him in place. I want more. He does it again and this time I go a little wild, raking my fingers down his back and bucking my hips up to meet the increased pace of his.
Everything he’s doing is magnified in the pulse between my thighs. It started as a slow flutter when he first entered me, but it’s built into a steady cadence. I focus on the feeling of him. I’m climbing high, fast, and he's coming with me. Throwing my head back, I relish in our connection, kneading my fingers into his back, his muscles flexing with control as he pushes me to a place I’ve never known, didn’t know existed.
I can see the moment when he loses it, loses himself as I have done. Gone is the controlled restraint and in its place is a wild abandon. Giving in to my demands, his hips thrust with a determined pace, driving forward, pushing harder until each strike elicits a guttural grunt from him and an exacting cry from me. Sweat pebbles on his brow, beading and rolling, dropping to my chest where it slides between my breasts. I watch, fascinated, as his eyes follow it down and the black of his pupils blur into the blue with a need so powerful it would scare me if I didn’t feel the exact same way.
My mouth finds his, licking and sucking and tasting. Who am I, but a needy, hungry woman begging for the only thing that can save me? Colin. Only him, it will always only be him. I give myself fully, joining him in the freedom to feel beyond good, beyond words.
“Don’t let me fall.” Sudden panic overtakes me as my body threatens to tumble from a cliff.
“I’ve got you, baby,” he whispers. “We’re going to fall together. Come with me.” The whisper turns to a demand, forcing me to hold on and together, we dive head first into an abyss of pleasure so deep and plentiful we drown in it, breathe it, and live through it.
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Author Info:
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Tuesday, October 14, 2014
Something Like Redemption by Monica James Release blitz
Monday, October 13, 2014
Hot For His Hostage by Angel Payne BLOG TOUR
It’s the layover she’ll never forget. Stuck in an airport bar with a choice between three drunk roommates or one dark and delicious stranger, Zoe Chestain decides to live dangerously for once, and succumbs to a night of Shay Bommer’s dominant passion. But her cloud of sensual bliss is blown apart the next day, when the Vegas dancer and her friends are taken hostage by the hijackers of their flight home. Zoe’s horror deepens when her kidnapper reveals himself. Shay. It’s the mission he’ll never give up. Shay Bommer is one of the Army’s best, a Special Forces soldier who followed in the footsteps of his brother knowing infiltration with the enemy would sometimes be necessary. But this operation, deep under cover with one of the CIA’s most sought-after criminals, has cost him more than the trust of the most breathtaking submissive he’s ever had in his arms. He’s given up the camaraderie of his unit, the protection of his country, and even the esteem of his brother in the quest to rescue one priceless treasure. His mother. Can they turn “never” into forever? Zoe’s danced to some crazy songs in her time, but no wild choreography has prepared her for the adventure of life with Shay—or the return to his bed that means surrendering more than just her body. As they run from the bad guys, the good guys, and everyone in between, she learns about the man behind all his masks, and the Dominant for whom she’s always longed. When Shay honors his word and unlocks her bonds for good, Zoe must face the truth—that her heart will always be Shay’s willing captive. But staying with him means dying with him. The heat is on. Can Shay and Zoe’s love survive the flames?
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Damn.Damn.Damn.How the hell had he ever thought this woman would be a fun and forgettable fling?Stupid question. Nonexistent answer.Zoe’s plea, with its finishing scream that seized him from the balls up, confirmed he didn’t even care.He simply wanted her. And accepted, with grim resignation, that this might be the only time he’d have her. Even if he wasn’t eyeballs-deep in this dangerous ruse with Stock, what he’d ask of her was too much. He was already living on borrowed time, considering all the occasions he’d been dropped into parts of the Middle East that people didn’t want to know about. On one of those trips, he wasn’t going to make it to ex-fil. They’d be carrying his lifeless ass onto the helo, instead.What key you want that ‘Taps’ played in, soldier?His depression could wait. The moroseness didn’t belong here, in the rare gift of this night and the tight heaven of this woman’s body. But his desire for her extended beyond that. Zoe was so unbridled in her passion, so eager with her kisses, so open about her insecurities and what she perceived as her “failures”…and then so willing to let him help set her straight about how wrong she was, if only a little…It was official. She was his submissive dream come true. He had the hard-on, more raging than any he’d had in a while, to confirm it. God help the woman.“Spread wider for me, baby.”Her eyes reopened as he said it, likely drawn by the lusty tension in his voice. Sure enough, as their eyes met, he watched fear tighten her features. She attempted a ready smile, which only drove in another knife of compunction. She was being so brave, refusing to ring out no matter how much his cock strained her tender tissues. At the same time, she drove him insane in all the most awesome ways. Damn, she was tight…and despite her strain, getting wetter by the minute. Thank fuck for basic human physiology.But all the lubricant in the world wasn’t going to make some aspects of this any easier. He was big. She was small. Period.Shit.As a precaution, he wound his hands tighter around her wrists. She noticed, of course. “Shane?” Her query was sweet and tentative and sexy as fuck. “Is everything okay?”Guilt pushed the repeat key whether he welcomed the shit or not. Is everything okay? Yeah, just fine and dandy—except for the fact that our minds mesh but our bodies may not. Didn’t mean his dancer wouldn’t get satisfaction; he’d just pleasure her in different ways—right before his ice-cold shower.“Listen to me.” He lined his stare up with hers again. The shadows of the room turned her eyes into gold-kissed midnight. “Red still means stop, Zoe. Got it?”“I don’t want you to stop.”“You may take that back in another minute.”“I don’t. Want you. To stop.”