LOVE, EXES and OHS by Violet Duke ♥ RELEASE BLITZ

Title: Love, Exes and Ohs (Cactus Creek, #4)

Author: Violet Duke

Release Date: March 17, 2015

Genre: Contemporary Romance

 

He may very well be the perfect ex...
  Isaac McKnight has had enough loss in his life to know never to take anything for granted. So when the perfectly-imperfect-woman-for-him puts an end to their relationship out of the blue, it's Isaac that makes sure they remain friends. Now a year later, whether it's at his gym or her brewpub, or the dog park they visit every weekend--though neither of them own a dog--he and Xoey are steadily getting sucked deeper into buddy-zone galaxy, with its dangerous proximity to watch-me-settle-down-with-someone-else abyss. It's a reality he's resigned himself to. That is...until one drunken confession changes everything.
  But she's looking for the perfect 'oh'...
  For Xoey Montenegro, history has taught her that sometimes, it's Prince Charming who vanishes without a trace. And fairytale love? Highly overrated. Heck, give her a real and perfect 'oh' over that fantasy any day. So as far as rock-solid tequila-fueled plans for her love life go, coming up with a match-finding formula based on the qualities of the men responsible for her three most epic ohs seems brilliant. Except for the fact that one-third of her genius little man-quation is all about her friend Isaac. Actually, more than a third if Xoey were being honest with herself--which she's not. Because full honesty would require thinking not just about how perfect Isaac really is, but also about how perfect the fourth epic oh she's kept buried deep in her past once was. An easy enough thing to keep ignoring...until her past isn't past tense anymore.  

Xoey pulled back and smothered a grimace when she saw it was Sienna’s blind date fix-up for her, aka Mr. Octopus Hands. Great. “Griffin, hi. How are you?” she offered genially. “Can’t complain,” replied an even louder than she remembered Griffin, who had on a top shelf whiskey slap-happy grin on his face as he swung his glance from her to Isaac. “So you two are dating now? Congrats. Small world. Though I guess I shouldn’t be surprised since you both know Quinn and Luke.” He slung an arm around Isaac’s shoulder. “I don’t say this often but in this case, it’s the truth. I couldn’t have lost out to a better guy.” Lost out? Griffin hadn’t even been a contender. Her thoughts must have been showing through on her expression because Isaac’s mouth twitched up into a tiny grin. Xoey found herself smiling as well, momentarily giving Mr. Octopus Hands a pass for everything he’d done to earn that moniker. He had her and Isaac smiling again. That had to count for something. So she smiled politely as he continued to disprove the myth that folks don’t actually talk like they do on TV crime shows. “I’m telling you,” continued Griffin. “This guy is the greatest. He saved my ass more than a few times back in business school. Am I right?” He triple-patted Isaac’s cheek in that mafia sort of way. Huh, maybe the guy was just handsy with everyone. Suddenly, his ass-pats the other week didn’t seem quite so offensive. “Anyway, I’ll let you two get back to your date.” Griffin gave her a long lost hug. “Xoey, it was so great catching up with you.” Catching up? She wondered what the atmosphere was like on his happy little planet. Must be nice. Another lip twitch came from Isaac. Man, her poker face clearly needed work. “And you.” Griffin did a cheesy double-pointing thing at Isaac. “You, call me so we can go grab drinks one night with all the guys. We miss you, man.” “Yeah, of course. I’ve been pretty broken up about that, too.” Isaac mimicked the double-pointing thing, and Xoey just barely held back a burst of laughter One more triple-pat on Isaac’s cheek and he was off. “You know, I really have no idea why I chose you over him.” Isaac chuckled. “Oh crap,” she sighed. “He’s coming back this way. I think the GPS on his space ship might be broken.” Isaac’s shoulders shook with even more quiet laughter. “Christ, I’ve missed that quick mind of yours.”  

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NEW YORK TIMES & USA TODAY bestselling author Violet Duke is a former professor of English Education who is ecstatic to now be on the other side of the page writing wickedly fun contemporary romance novels. Her NYT and USA Today bestselling books have been Top 10 bestsellers across the major eretailers both in the US and internationally. When she's not writing or feeding her book-a-day reading addiction, Violet enjoys tackling reno projects with her power tools, trying pretty much anything without reading the directions first, and cooking 'special edition' dishes that laugh in the face of recipes. A born and raised island girl, she spends her days getting into creatively fun trouble in Hawai'i alongside her two cute kids (daughter Violet & son Duke) and similarly adorable husband.

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JAX by Kelly Gendron ♥ Release Blitz

Title: Jax (Breaking The Declan Brothers #1)

Author: Kelly Gendron

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: March 17, 2015

“Some boys can get rough, some don’t always listen when you tell them to stop, and some boys, they’re just monsters. You gotta be careful who you play with…” ~ Jax Declan

I’m a tease, always have been. In my teens, Jax Declan tried to warn me about staying away from the bad boys. The only boy I ever wanted was Jax. But, no matter how much I tried to play with him, he rejected me. I haven’t see Jax Declan in years. A couple friends and I are going back to the Bayou for the summer. A little older now, and a bit wiser, I’ve decided that I’m going to find my teenage crush and I’m going to break him. This summer Jax Declan will play with me. But the closer I get and the more I learn about the reserved, discreet, and sexy Jax Declan. Well, I’m starting to think that Jax Declan might just be one of those bad boys he tried to warn me about all those years ago.

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“Emmie Rue.” I hear Jax’s deep southern drawl. I spin around, and whoa, in nothing but a pair of jeans, Jax Declan encourages my bravery to come back out and play. His eyelids lower. “Now,” he leans against the door jam, and crosses his arms over a muscle-crowded chest, “what brings you to my doorstep this evening?” “Ah…” I go to take a step but lose my footing. I nearly fall into him. Shit, real smooth. I slap my hand next to his shoulder on the door frame so that doesn’t happen again. I blow the fallen hair out of my face and look up. Damn, he’s gorgeous. I sway a little closer. “Thought, maybe you lost my number.” “Nope.” He shakes his head. “It’s still in my phone,” he says with a small smile, eyes gradually casting over my body from head to toe. Shit, what he does to me with those allusive gazes. “So,” he says, those sexy eyes finally making their way back to mine, “what’s up with the late night visit?” Dammit. He’s looking all in control, all sober and shit. He knows what I’m here for, and he’s going to make me say it. I strum the tips of my fingers on the doorframe, staring at him as he patiently waits. “You know why I’m here.” There, I said it, and without a single slur. His head tilts to the side, and he surveys me for another second. “You’re drunk, aren’t you?” “Yep.” I nod, no sense in denying it now. Hell, I nearly fell into him for Christ’s sakes. “I’ve had a few.” He rubs the back of his neck and takes a deep breath, looking up at me from long dark lashes. “Go home, Em.” “What?” Okay, maybe he doesn’t quite understand what’s going on here. Maybe he needs me to spell this shit out for him. “In case you’re not getting it—” “Oh, princess, I get it.” He drops his hand and shoves it into his pocket. “You’re drunk and you want to fuck.” “Yeah…” I flip my hands out. “So?” He bends down to my level, and he smells so damn good, fresh and clean, like he just got out of the shower. “So,” he looks right into me, no doubt, seeing my inebriated, randy soul, “you can turn your cute little ass around and take it back home, ‘cause I’m not gonna fuck you.” “Not ever?” Oh dammit, did that shit just come out of my drunk, desperate mouth? He grabs me by the chin. “Now,” his thumb strokes my bottom lip. Damn him and that stroking thumb! “You know the answer to that question.” “And still,” I lick my lip, savoring his touch, “you’re not inviting me in.” “Not tonight, princess.” He shakes his head. “But remember what I said.” His hand drops from my face. “I want that pussy untouched. Now be a good girl, Em, do as you’re told, and head on home,” he says just before he shuts the door in my face. Yeah! In. My. Face.

Kelly’s motto ~ "Bad boys, give 'em a little time and experience, and they will evolve into misbehaving men!" And what hot-blooded woman doesn’t want a naughty, all grown up bad boy? Kelly Gendron is the author of the TroubleMaker series, the up and coming series ~ Breaking the Declan Brothers, and a few other romantic suspense novels. When she's not writing steamy, blush producing romances, she's out meeting new people while representing a group of reputable nursing facilities. You can find Kelly in a quiet suburb, somewhere between Buffalo and Niagara Falls. If you Google her, she’ll pop up there too. And, please do find her. Kelly loves to hear from her readers, and meeting new people. Website | Facebook | Twitter | Google | Goodreads | Newsletter | Amazon

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IF by N.G. Jones ♥ Release Blitz

Title: If

Author: N.G. Jones

Genre: New Adult

Release Date: March 16, 2015

If… Someone hadn't scarred my face. I hadn’t followed my dreams to LA. That tweaker hadn't attacked that homeless guy. I hadn't invited a stranger over for Thanksgiving. I hadn’t fallen in love. If I hadn’t lost him. ------ If… I hadn’t gone for that drive. I saw the world like everyone else. My “genius” wasn’t slowly destroying me. I had just walked away before I could ever know her. She hadn’t ignited the spark. If the spark didn’t ignite the madness.

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I ran my fingers down the cotton of her tank, over the slope of her backside, and we were intertwined. I felt myself melting into her, our colors swirling in dazzling circles, like paint flowing onto a spinning turntable. I needed to stop this, but the waves of heat that were gentle before overtook me like a raging river, pulling me closer to her. She was so soft, everything about her was velvety and smooth, and it made my kisses harsher. I traveled down the curve of her delicate neck to the space just behind her ear and took in her scent, a hint of soap with a kiss of the flower that only I could smell. I pressed my lips against the secret nook, and she let out a moan, a sound I had never heard from her, and so I saw something new in her voice: a little burst of gold and violet that exploded and disappeared like a firework. You have to stop, Ash. God I didn’t want to. I wanted more than anything to take this all the way, to experience every inch of her smooth skin, see all the different shades and shapes of her moans, and taste the rest of her body, but I had rules. I made these rules for myself years ago, and there was a reason for these rules. Memories of death flashed before me, and the heat that was running through me turned so cold, my teeth almost chattered. The taste of her kisses was overtaken by that of sour milk. Lavender was overtaken by gasoline. I had to make myself remember. I had to find a way to fight this rushing tide. Fucking stop, Ash! Finally my rational thoughts screamed loud enough to be listened to, and I pulled away. She looked at me for a few seconds, her stare blank, her lips slightly parted. I understood her confusion. Just seconds ago I could have devoured her, but I couldn’t let the switch flip. Now I was afraid it was too late. I had to leave.

Nina G. Jones is the author of the bestselling novel DEBT, the Strapped Series and the erotic romance, Gorgeous Rotten Scoundrel. She wants to say something clever here, but all her good material goes into her characters. Nina currently resides in Milwaukee, WI with her husband and two crazy Boxers. Her first new adult romance, If, releases on March 16th, 2015 under the moniker N.G. Jones. Nina LOVES connecting with readers. You can connect with her via Facebook, Twitter, or email her through her website, NinaGJones.com.

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Crave by Ty Langston

As a reporter for the Wakefield Post, Harper Erkstine has seen everything. From murders to robberies, all of her recent stories have ended with tragic consequences so great, that she began to question if she made the right career choice for herself.

While all of her friends were dating, or going to clubs, she was winning journalism awards for covering the latest drive-by shooting or a home invasion that cost someone she knew, their lives.

She loved her job, it was rewarding to be a crime solver and get to the truth of the matter. As much as she loved her job, but the hours of a Metro beat reporter began to descend her into burn out mode.

She craved balance. A break, a welcome distraction every now and then. She forgot what it was like to have fun, to take a breath, smell the roses.

Was it wrong to want a great career and to have some kind of a personal life? She couldn’t remember the last time she had a date or danced with someone from the opposite sex.
In the middle of working on a missing person’s story that has rocked her town to the core, Harper decides as a favor to her friend and colleague to do a feature on local an up and coming rock band, called ‘Crave.’

It was a break from her routine, but Harper soon discovers that this band may have ties to the missing person, not only does she question why, but she also finds there is more to this band than just their music?

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RECKLESS ABANDON by Heather Leigh ♥ Release Blitz

Title: Reckless Abandon (Condemned Angels MC #3)

Author: Heather Leigh

Genre: MC Romance

Release Date: March 14, 2015

**This is book 3 of the Condemned Angels MC Series***

When Nicole was faced with the recent turn of events, she learned of three siblings, which were all member of the Devils MC. She waged herself to her brother, Jax- the President of the Devils, in return for Jeremy and the Condemned Angels MC’s safety. Little did she realize that Jeremy claimed her has his Old Lady, and he was determined to get Nicole back. In their rescue mission, the rivals, Devils MC, takes Jeremy and Hunter hostage. However, Hunter comes to find his past surfacing. Eva, legally still his wife, was now Jax’s Old Lady. The deep secret that Eva holds is the one thing that separated Hunter and her years ago. Her secret past could get her killed if Jax ever found out. Will Hunter use her secret to kill two birds with one stone? Will Jeremy make it out of Idaho alive and with Nicole, or will he and his MC fall before the Devils. Fall in-love with Hunter and Eva’s story while Jeremy fights for what he loves most. Who will make it out alive?

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Nicole That redheaded bitch guided me by my cuff-bound wrists to a room down the hall with no window. She shoved me down onto the bed by my shoulder. “Fuckin’ watch it, bitch!” I yelled up at her, while I shrugged her hand away from its current location. “You better watch that smart ass mouth of yours, baby girl.” She firmly held onto my jaw, while her eyes scanned my face. “So, which one are you fucking?” “Excuse me?” “Which one are you fucking, Jeremy or the other one? Or both?” She grinned down at me. “What’s it to you?” My chin jutted upward. “Just curious to see if I can take one for a little joy ride, which one would you recommend?” “Fuck you!” I spit up at her, but she jumped back in time to avoid getting hit. Eva stepped back up to me, my head was pulled backwards and sharp pain ran over my scalp. Fuck, I’m going to be bald by the end of this shit, I swear to God. “You. Will. Respect. Me. You. Little.Cunt.” She yanked my hair back with each word. I was silent. Fuck you, bitch. Calling me a cunt? Ha, just you fucking wait. “There…that’s better.” Eva released her grip on my hair. “I’ll go and make sure the boys have a proper welcoming to the Devil’s clubhouse.” Her chocolate-colored eyes sparkled with amusement. Her red-painted nails pushed a piece of hair behind my ear; she leaned down and kissed my lips. The blood rushed to my ears, adrenaline pumped through my veins. I kept completely still, watching her every move. As Eva approached the doorway, she looked over her shoulder and called, “Maybe I’ll even let you watch.” She winked at me and left the room. I heard the sound of a deadbolt clicking into place. I released the breath that I held in. My lungs burned. I was ready to fucking kill that bitch. I threw myself backwards onto the bed, and let out a frustrated scream.

Heather Leigh is the author of Burning Desire and Ride Hard, the first two books in the Condemned Angels MC Series.

In recent years, she has been a complete and utter book smut. Writing for personal pleasure is how it all started for her. Taking the road down self-publishing has opened her eyes to a new world. Ruined by dark romances, Heather is living her dream to share her stories with the world.

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GLORIA'S SECRET BOXED SET by Nelle L'Amour ♥ Cover Reveal

 

Title: Gloria's Secret: The Complete Series (Books 1-3)

Author: Nelle L'Amour

Genre: Erotic Romance

Release Date: April 2015

Gloria Long is the beautiful, self-made CEO of Gloria's Secret, the world's largest retailer of lingerie. While her global emporium is famed for selling erotic fantasies, Gloria's emotional scars inhibit her own sexual desires. Her powerful defenses melt when she meets Jaime Zander, the devastatingly gorgeous advertising guru, who is determined to win not only her account but also her heart by awakening her sexuality. Both in the boardroom and bedroom.

A man who has never heard the word "no," Jaime takes his creativity to the limit to make Gloria fall apart and fall for him. But major obstacles stand in the way--Gloria's Secret's ruthless Chairman, who covets Gloria and is out to destroy Jaime, as well as his manipulative sexpot daughter, who wants both Gloria's job and her hot, new love. Complicating matters further, Gloria harbors a dark, horrific secret, that when exposed, will shatter both her empire and her life. Will she be able to have it all or will the walls come tumbling down?  

Suddenly, under the table, I felt something slide under my dress and snake up my thigh-high silk stocking past my garters to my crotch. Holy Fuck! It was his bare foot, and it was running circles over my mound. “Ah, Gloria, your pussy feels so hot and wet beneath those lace panties of yours.” He paused. “They are powder blue, right?” he asked with a roguish grin. “Yes,” I gasped. His foot was now rubbing hard against my clit. I was getting more feverish by the second as he pushed me toward the edge. My fingers clutched the corners of the white-linen covered table. “I think you should stop,” I said between clenched teeth. “There’s a difference between I think and I want. Do you want me to stop?” “Yes,” I said breathily. “Your mind says, ‘yes, but your pussy screams ‘no.’” Oh God! This man got me. He continued massaging my clit, adding vertical strokes up and down my soaking wet cleft. The pleasure and pressure were so intense I thought I would yelp. I dug my fingernails into the table and chewed my lip, trying hard not to scream. Jesus, how would I look if I broke loose? Jaime shot me a cocky, confident smile. I wanted to rip it off his face with my teeth. “Gloria, you want to lose control. Do it!” he commanded as he jammed his big toe into my pussy. I exploded. Ripples of ecstasy swept through me. I moaned under my breath. It took all my will power not to scream out. My heart was thumping a mile a minute, and my breathing was labored. His satisfied eyes bore into me. “Now, it’s time to move onto the steamy artichoke, another natural aphrodisiac.” Barely recovered from my mind-blowing orgasm, I eyed the thistle-leafed delicacy sitting in the middle of the table and jolted. Beneath the table, a hand clutched my calf. Fuck! My turn to play footsy? My rapid heartbeat accelerated as he sleekly maneuvered off my silver sandal and placed my foot on the hot mound between his legs. His steamy delicacy! The warmth of his swell beneath my sole intensified the throbbing between my inner thighs. On my next breath, he began rubbing my foot up and down his arousal. I could feel it harden and expand beneath my arch. He hissed. There was nothing I could do with him holding my foot prisoner but wait anxiously for him to come. Then suddenly, the movements ceased. My foot rested on his erection. The sole of my foot was burning. His glimmering eyes burned a hole in mine. “I’m not going to make you make me come. That would be too much for me here. Too embarrassing. I just want you to know what you do to me, my beautiful angel. Oh my God. He called me “angel.” His beautiful angel. My heart was melting like the candle on the table. How could one man, one word, do this to me? Still holding my foot on his cock, he peeled off an outer leaf of the large artichoke with his spare hand and dipped the tender edge into the side of melted butter. He raised, the leaf dripping with butter, to my lips. My breath hitched. “Suck!” he ordered. I clenched my teeth around the soft buttery artichoke meat and sucked it off the leaf. He discarded the remains onto his plate. With his thumb, he gently wiped off the little bit of butter that had fallen onto my lower lip. He inserted his butter-coated finger into his mouth and moaned. “Now, Gloria, you feed me a buttery leaf.” I peeled off a large outer leaf and repeated his action. “ Mmm. Perfection,” purred Jaime, rolling his tongue over his lush upper lip. We continued this back and forth consumption of the artichoke until we were down to the heart. “The heart is the very best part,” he proclaimed, his eyes now hooded. I simply nodded, my foot still resting upon his hard, hot length, I was in a trance. My head was spinning, and my blood was looping through my body like a rollercoaster. Hold on, Gloria! “Did you know that a woman’s heart is her real G-spot? You hit that and everything comes apart.” Trembling, I watched as he stabbed his fork into the fuzzy artichoke center. “Gloria. I want to win your account. Your cunt. And your heart.” My breath caught in my throat. I couldn’t say a word even if I knew what to say. “And I’m going to win each. One by one, starting with your account.” I impulsively withdrew my foot from his crotch. Business. It was time to talk business. That’s what this dinner was all about. I reinforced myself with a deep breath. “Mr. Zander, if you are planning on doing business with me —that is, if you indeed have the good fortune of winning the Gloria’s Secret account—then I suggest we keep our relationship purely professional.” He burst into laughter, totally unnerving me once again. “Come on, Gloria. Can you can actually sit here and say do don’t want me?” I was speechless. Flushed and speechless. “Doesn’t the thought of your pussy submitting to me anywhere make you wet with want?” Steeling myself, I said, “Go to hell, you arrogant egotistical asshole.” He laughed even harder and then looked straight into my eyes. “Gloria, I’ve wanted you from the moment I set my eyes on you.”

Nelle L’Amour is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who lives in Los Angeles with her Prince Charming-ish husband, twin teenage princesses, and a bevy of royal pain-in-the-butt pets. A former executive in the entertainment and toy industries with a prestigious Humanitus Award to her credit, she gave up playing with Barbies a long time ago but still enjoys playing with toys with her husband. While she writes in her PJs, she loves to get dressed up and pretend she’s Hollywood royalty.

Her books include the highly rated Seduced by the Park Avenue Billionaire Boxed Set, Undying Love, Gloria’s Secret, Gloria’s Revenge and the That Man trilogy. Gloria’s Forever, a novella, will be published in Spring 2014.

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