Saturday, May 30, 2015
Thursday, May 28, 2015
Warning: If you can't handle a Navy SEAL with a filthy mouth, and a huge cock who wants to turn you into his plaything, this isn't the book for you. Carry on. An ass you could bounce a quarter off of. That’s the sight that greets me of my new roommate as he f*cks a blonde on the kitchen table. That’s right before I get an eyeful of his giant cock. Cue wet panties. Oh, and did I mention he’s a Navy SEAL? One semester. That’s as long as I have to last—and then I’m gone, graduated, off into the real world. But can I survive that long without becoming … his plaything?
Ava enjoys naughty things. She's drawn to the forbidden and taboo, and writes kink that makes you think. Raised in Idaho, Ava now lives on the East Coast with her husband, and two dogs.
I don’t know what happened. I used to be happy, until one day I wasn’t. The numbness crept over me gradually, stealing away the colors of the world around me. Lost, I simply existed, starving not in body but in soul.
Until I met Lily, a mysterious girl with no family and no past or future. Her vibrancy and wit brought me back to life and, through our friendship, I found my voice and my strength. She was my savior.
Then she vanished.
My search for her reveals that nothing about Lily was as it seemed. Not only does she have a family, her brother, Seth, is intimidating, intense, and inscrutable. He’s nothing like Lily, yet the effect he has on me is just as strong. Now that he and I have crossed paths, I can’t help but wonder if searching for my savior will lead me back into the darkness.
CC Wood is a native Texan that grew up either reading or playing the piano. Years later, she’s still not grown up and doing the same things. Since the voices in her head never shut up, C.C. decided to share their crazy stories and started writing books.
Now that she has a baby girl at home, C.C.’s non-writing time is usually spent cleaning up poopy diapers or feeding the poop machine. Sometimes she teaches piano, cooks, or spends time bugging her hubby and two beagles. Follow CC on Facebook and Goodreads. She also has a website that offers special content and updates. If you are interested in contacting for CC Wood for an author interview or guest post, please contact (XXXXX)
I am now sitting in my chair ready to crack open that kindle and get my read on. I have been waiting for this all day long. I should really fix me a drink before I start, oh and a snack sounds good, might as well go the restroom while I am up.
Ok I am sitting right now! Wait that isn't comfy enough to read a couple chapters. Now I am laying in bed. 1 chapter down!
Now I have a foot on the floor an arm in the chair and half my body on the bed.
2 chapters down
Gotta pee again, might as well get another drink
3 chapters down
I really should get to bed, I have children and even though they got to stay up late tonight they will still be up early in the morning
6 chapters down Oh look an infomercial is on TV.What time do those come on anyway?
9 chapters down
The morning news? If I go to sleep right now I can get an hour in before the kids get up.
I have to pick out what I am gonna read next so that I can look forward to it.
Book 2 picked out Close eyes, please just hurry up and fall asleep if your lucky you can get 15 minutes in
"Mommy what's for breakfast"
This isn't every night but it happens at least once a week. I wouldn't change it for anything though. When I open my kindle and read I can be anything and anyone I wanna be. I can travel to far off lands and do exotic things. Where else will magical creatures fight for and over me? I have yet to find that comfy spot to read in but that will not stop me. Hope the kids like sleep deprived Mommy, but then again if I don't pass anything on to them I hope I pass on my love for reading. Now seeing as it is 2:30 a.m and I have not picked out my next book yet, I should go so that I can get that done. I think it will be vampires and witches this time.
Wednesday, May 27, 2015
Her innocence is masked with vulnerability. Until her walls crumble…
His world is full of despair. Until he finds her light…
Falling in love seemed to heal them both. Until their haunting pasts threatens to destroy…
Robbie Hayes’s life changed the day a horrific accident shook his foundation. He’s resolved to regain control. While the physical wounds have healed, the emotional scars remain.
Will he ever be able to outrun the memories? Can she be his salvation?
Ember Walker’s life hasn’t been easy. Fleeing from a world filled with hatred gives her a fresh start, one she desperately craved. Now, she’s stronger, but guilt and insecurities still plague her.
Will she ever be able to outrun her memories? Can he be her salvation?
Ahren spent her formative years living in an active volcano. There her family made collectible lava art. She studied rock collecting at the Sorbonne in France. There she met the love of her life-her pet pig Sybil. She returned to the states and started writing. She is happily married to a guy who used to live under a bridge and she met while pole-dancing. They have one amazing daughter. Now, meet the real me. I grew up in the south and consider myself a true “Southerner”. Most of the special locations mentioned in my books are reflections of my favorite places. Living on the Florida coast, my family spends a lot time at the beach which is where I usually can be found with a book in my hand. I started writing my Surrender Series, in the spring of 2013 and have received incredible support from the Indie community. Throughout this year, I have been privileged to meet some amazing people that I am thankful to have in my life. Visit me online: Facebook * Goodreads * Twitter Click on link below to join my mailing list! http://eepurl.com/S4RI9
Ephraime has written a paranormal love story that will have you rooting for the villain while sympathizing with the heroine and hero.
Title: Discovering April
Author: Sheena Hutchinson
Release Date: April 27th
Publisher: SL Hutchinson Publishing
Genre: New Adult Romance
April Landau thinks she has everything she’s ever wanted. Her high school sweetheart, a house she can’t afford, her bipolar tabby cat, and she’s all set to begin her Junior year of college. Just when she least expects it, her life gets thrown for a loop. When things between her and her long time boyfriend unravel, she becomes stuck in a downward spiral of emotion. Finally, opening her eyes to the fact that she may have given up more than she ever could have imagined in this relationship. She finds herself struggling to keep her head above water.Enter April’s next door neighbor— Jared Hoffman. He’s her complete opposite. A high school drop out who was forced to take over his parent’s business after their untimely death. It’s no surprise this tragedy affected him greatly, causing him to recede almost completely from society. But he has one secret. A secret he’s been carrying around for years. What happens when their worlds collide? Can an old friendship be the one thing that brings these two back to life?
A new adult love story filled with drama, sex, death and the complications of all of the above.
My head is still pounding when my eyes flutter open the next day. My brain is throbbing inside my skull and I punch the pillow underneath me, scaring Jinx out of his slumber. He meows in protest before hopping off the bed. Looking around, I’m in my bed. How did I get here? I groan in pain as I prop my pillows up and lean my head back against them. It’s then that I feel the eyes on me. Tilting my head straight again, I glance out my window. My eyes lock with those big brown eyes of Jared’s across the way. He looks down to his phone and back up again. My phone chimes with an incoming text.
“UGHHH!” I moan, blindly reaching for it. It slips a few times before I grasp it between my fingers and look down to read.
How are you feeling?
Closing one eye, I text back, Like someone ran over me with a truck, then backed up and ran me over again.
Lowering my phone, I watch as he smiles from my text and disappears from view. I’m trying to piece last night back together; it’s like a fragmented mirror that has shattered all over the corners of my mind. I remember laughing with Ro about her sexual conquests and then I remember red and blue lights and… Jared. Starting to feel hot, I throw the covers off of me and lay like a starfish, trying to get my mind to focus. Glancing down, I notice I’m wearing my pajamas. Before I can process any further, the door to my room creaks open. Jared walks in with a cup of water and a closed fist.
“How did you get in?!” I yelp, trying to sit up in bed, and pulling the covers back over my braless tank top.
“I left the back door open when I left last night,” he informs me as he opens his fist to show me he brought a hand full of Advil.
“You brought me home last night?” I rub my head before reaching for the pills and water.
“Yup, after you called me to pick you up from the police station.”
“I WAS WHERE?!” I scream as water comes spraying out of my mouth.
“Police station. Apparently, you popped a guy in the face.” He smirks.
I squint my eyes, vaguely remembering the heavyset guy that tried grabbing my ass in front of the bar.
“Whoa!” I have to lean my head back against my pillows when the information begins to become too much for me. “If you took me home, how did I get into pajamas?!”
The smile that crosses Jared’s face is a mixture of a blush and a sly smirk that makes my insides twist with anticipation and excitement. “Jared…”
“That… you did on your own. I had nothing to do with that!” He holds his hands up in surrender.
“What? I just stripped in front of you!”
“Well, once you got your shirt off, there was really no stopping you…” he teases and my eyes widen in embarrassment.
“Oh my God!” I slump down, pulling the covers back up to my face. “Did we… ya know…” I mutter, completely mortified now.
“Uh, that would be a no.”
“Oh, thank God!” I sigh.
“Thanks a lot!” He comes to his feet now, turning to look out the window.
“Not like that, it’s just … I don’t like to do things I’m not conscious for.”
“Yea, completely plastered girls that get arrested and throw up in bushes are really sexy!” His voice drips with sarcasm.
“I threw up?!” This just gets better and better.
“Twice?” I’m mortified, staring at his amused face.
“Well, after the first time I thought maybe you needed something to eat.”
“Yeah… I’ve never seen someone eat a Big Mac that fast before…” He stares at the wall as if remembering my weak moment.
“Oh my God!” I groan, throwing the covers over my entire body. I curl up in a fetal position, planning to never come out again. The room grows silent. It’s starting to get hard to breathe under the sheets when I feel the mattress by my feet cave slightly.
“Come on, it’s not that bad. We all have our moments.” He pats my feet through the sheets.
“Just when I think I’ve reached rock bottom, things just seem to drops out from under me and I’m at an all new low!” I roll over, trying to pull the covers with me, but Jared’s weight prevents it. My head comes peeking out as I roll over, facing away from him.
“April, I think I just determined your major.”
“What?” I curiously twist to look at him again.
“Drama. You’re such an actress. Now, put your big girl panties on and get up!”
I stare at him for a second; did he just say what I think he said? He waits about two seconds before getting up and opening a drawer to my dresser. “Are they in here? Nope!” He closes it and opens another.
“STOP!” I scream, stumbling out of bed, horrified.
“How ‘bout this one?”
“Okay! Okay! I’m up!” I slam the drawer closed just in time to save myself further embarrassment when Jared eyes my plain old undergarments. I sigh when the pounding in my head launches my stomach into action and I collapse onto the corner of the bed.
“I refuse to puke again!” I respond, taking another deep breath. “Jared…”
“I could use some donuts.”
“Okay.” He pauses for a few seconds, looking down at his feet before adding, “I’ll be outside then.”
And he leaves me alone in my room.
Short Steamy Excerpt:
“Why, Jared Hoffman, do you not want this?” I tease, slowly unbuttoning his shirt.
He smiles, his hands bracing themselves on the bed at either side of my head. “I didn’t say that... it’s just I don’t want to rush anything.”
Jared’s shirt falls open when I finally reach the last button. His perfect abs are shadowed and defined by the moonlight. My eyes start up his chest. “Rush?” I whisper softly as my hands graze their way up his biceps that frame my face. “Jare… this has been seven long years in the making. I think we’ve waited long enough.”
He pauses for a second. I hear his breath hitch in his throat as his dark eyes study my face. For some reason, I’m surprised when I feel Jared’s lips on mine. The passion between us is renewed at my admission. It’s my turn to moan against his lips. My legs automatically slide up and down his, causing my dress to hike up slightly before my legs wrap themselves around his waist. His hands make their way up my side slowly as if ingraining into memory the curve of my body. My hands have automatically found their way to his belt. I slip my fingers through it and release the hook, swinging it open. Before I know it, I’m unbuttoning his jeans. That’s when I feel his hands squeeze me tight. His lips leave mine for the first time since I spoke, and I feel them slowly trace their way down my neck. My fists clench against the skin on his waist.
“Oh, Jared,” I groan.
His body freezes above me for a fraction of a second. His head lifts out of the crook of my neck to meet my eyes again.
“Do you know how long I’ve waited to hear you call my name like that?” he whispers.
My hands find their way to his face and mingle with his hair. “There’s more where that came from.” I shoot him a sexy smirk before pulling his lips back to mine.
Sheena is a born and raised New Yorker, even her writing can't seem to hide her hard sarcasm. She claims destiny has lead her back to her true passion for writing.She constantly strives to be a positive role model and writes stories that empower and inspire. Sheena always roots for the underdog, believes in love at first sight, and that everyone should have their happily ever after. While God is currently still writing her love story, she continues to put all her effort into her writing as she is constantly getting new inspiration.
Tuesday, May 26, 2015
After a lifetime of traveling, she settled down and knew her time had come to write. Diving into her new career like she does everything else, with enthusiasm, research and a lot of prayers, she had her first book published in June of 2011. As a full-time writer, stay at home mother, and wife, there's never a dull moment in her household.
She weaves her tales in spare moments and the evenings with a cup of coffee or tea at her side and the characters in her head for company. A self-professed rebel with a pen. Her goal is to diversify romance as she continues to genre hop, and offer up strong female characters.
Monday, May 25, 2015
Now imagine that those nine goddess had children. Of course the children they had would have children and so on and so forth. Of course some of those children and children's children would have some of the same inspirational powers as the original nine, Kind of like you having the same red hair as your great great great great grandmother, yet no one else in the family has red hair, Same concept.
Anna is one of those descendants, so she can "influence" you and give you that little push that you need to get things done. Because she has so much pull with people you could imagine that some people would want to use her and not for good things either. In walks Daniel, her guardian. He would walk through burning coals to make sure that Anna is safe and he just may do that.
Being a mother I find it hard sometimes to find books that I would feel comfortable letting my children read. This is one that would feel happy about my children reading. While you can feel the love coming off the pages it isn't sexual love. I can not wait to read the next one in the serious. I hope you all go pick you up a copy and enjoy it as much as I did.
BDSM isn't just about sex, it's about laying yourself bare. I'm the Dom, and yet with Lola, I've been stripped to the core and my secrets exposed for her to judge. I've pushed her limits, and now it's time for her to make her choice—can she love both the man and the Dom? Only that answer will determine our fate. In this third and final installment of the Filthy Dirty Alpha series, Lola and Burke's passionate relationship is put to the ultimate test.
Grace Morgan is a Midwestern girl who kicked off her snow boots and ran west to the land of sunshine and flip flops. You can find her sipping cocktails with her girl posse, going on epically bad blind dates, and pretending to be prim and proper while she dreams up steamy scenes, alpha bad boys, and sassy heroines.