Jun 05

Atonement Playlist

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May 15

Atonement – The Six Saviors Series

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To quell the pain that never fully left him when the woman he loves chose another man over him, Blake begins to look for ways to ease his suffering.

As Blake’s life quickly spins out of control with substance abuse, a series of explosive events leaves him banned from the Six Saviors with nowhere to go except to Brandy, the waitress from the bar, the Black Cuff.

Sophia, an SR44 female of royalty, lives with her daughter, Megan, in fear of the world outside her small house. Micah, the leader of the Platoon has told her the Colonists are out of control, the streets run red with blood and the Saviors are nowhere to be found in the fight. She is not happy with her place in life, but sees no other options for a future for her and Megan.

When Blake falls into Micah’s hands and becomes seriously ill, Sophia is the one to care for him. As he tries to gain his freedom by combating her beliefs of the outside world with the truth, a bond is formed, as well as attraction.

It becomes apparent to Sophia that Megan is in dire danger from the Platoon and she must quickly decide whether she believes everything Blake has told her. If she does, it will give Blake the opportunity to atone for his offenses against the Saviors, and save Sophia and Megan from their distressing future with the Platoon. If she doesn’t, it could mean death for them all.

Available now at:

AMAZON

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May 13

Prank Me by Kacey Hammell

Congratulations to Alaina!

I’m happy today to welcome back  Kacey Hammell and her new book, Prank Me. Although I haven’t had the pleasure of reading this book yet, I have read many other of her books, and they are always red hot reads.

To celebrate Kacey’s new release, I’m gifting a copy to a random commenter. So read about the book, and then tell me, have you ever pulled a prank on someone? Have you ever been pranked? Sound off in the comments and let’s hear your story!  The winner will be chosen May 23rd!

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Kacey Hammell

Contemporary Erotic Romance

Quickie Short Story

ISBN # 9781419945007

Publisher: Ellora’s Cave

 From zero to sixty … no amount of braking will stop this crash course with love.

 

Race car driver Lark Stevens agrees to help a close friend prove that paybacks can be a bitch. But what she doesn’t expect is to fall in lust with her mark. Or is he who she thinks he is?

Set on her mission, Lark assumes the mystery man who amps up the heat and pushes her heart into overdrive is her intended target. And once they connect, getting even is the last thing on her mind.

As the heat smolders and revs from zero to sixty in mere seconds, Lark realizes she’s on a crash course with love that no amount of braking will stop.

 Inside Scoop:  No holds barred sexual teasing, dances meant to titillate and push you over the edge, and M/F love scenes to get engines revving.

 

Buying Links:

Book Page

 Ellora’s Cave
Amazon —
US / Canada / UK
B&N

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 Prank Me Excerpt © Kacey Hammell

A Romantica® erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave

 

Lark grinned. So the studmuffin wasn’t used to women who dressed like her. Good. Made it all the more fun to entice them.

“I’m sorry, am I in the wrong office?”

“You’re here to see Bobby, correct?” She knew he was, but didn’t want to give the game away.

“Yes I am.”

“Then you’re in the right place.” She drew open the sides of the belt keeping her jacket closed. Working it apart in deliberate slow motion to heighten anticipation, she again instructed, “Have a seat. I don’t bite.” She smirked. “Unless you ask me to.”

He watched her, eyes bulging as she pushed the material off her shoulders and laid it over Bobby’s desk.

Shock and uncertainty flooded his eyes but was quickly replaced with interest and heat as he took in her scantily clad body.

Good. She liked his full attention on her.

“I’m not sure what’s going on here. Are you Bobby’s secretary?” She opened her mouth to speak but he raised a hand and ushered her to hush. “I’ve never seen a secretary look like you.”

She laughed, ignoring his question about her identity, and winked at him as he sat in the chair in front of Bobby’s desk. “Oh this old thing?” She gestured to her red silk croptop, her black lace bra showing through, and her crimson leather skirt, which was so short her panties would surely show if she bent over. “Just something I threw on this morning.” She moved in front of him and leaned her ass on the desk.

He grinned and stared up at her. “What can I do for you?”

“Oh honey.” She retrieved her cell phone. “Ask not what you can do for me.” She pressed the music button and selected her dance playlist. “But what I can do for you.”

Strains of a bass guitar filled the room and vibrated to her soul, begging her to succumb to the seductive rhythm.

Hips bumping from side to side, the beat of the music thumped in time with her heart. Standing tall, legs spread parallel to her shoulders, she let her body move.

“Holy hell,” he mouthed, perching to the edge of his seat and gripping the low arms of the chair.

Yes, she had him now.

 About Kacey:

Avid Reader. Romance Author. Redhead…

Canadian-born author Kacey Hammell is definitely a book-a-holic. A romance reader from a young age, she fell in Screenshot 8:18:13 8:53 AMlove with happily ever afters.  These days, as a multi-published erotic romance author, she enjoys adding a lot of heat, sass, and emotion to the many genres she writes.

 A mom of three, Kacey has made certain each of her children know the value of the written word and the adventures they could escape on by becoming book-a-holics in their own right. She lives her own happily ever after with her perfect hero in Ontario, Canada, and is a true romantic at heart.

Apr 21

V-Card by Alicia Michaels

Thanks to everyone who stopped by. The winners of the drawing are Mary and Yadira. Congrats, ladies!

I’m pleased to be able to welcome New Adult, Romance author Alicia Michaels to the blog! I had the pleasure of reading this book before publication, and absolutely loved it. So, I’m giving away two copies, ‘cuz that’s just how I roll when I find a book I love. Take a peek at it, leave a comment, and I’ll choose a the winners on April 28th via Random.org

Excerpt from V-Card

                My mission? To lose my stupid virginity by my twenty-first birthday … which is in two months. I can’t very well go into the next phase of adulthood with my v-card. How can I honestly call myself a “woman” if I fidget, wheeze, and just about have a heart attack at even the thought of intimacy? Any guy I date is going to wonder what the hell is wrong with me.
So, it’s happening. I’m not sure when, or with who since I’m not dating anybody, but I’m determined not to see twenty-one without shedding that one last thing keeping me at girl-status.
Drastic, much? I don’t think so. Maybe if you knew some of my history, you wouldn’t either. First, there was Jeremy . . .
My first attempt was as seventeen years old, senior year. It was like something out of a cheesy movie, making out in the back of a car after Homecoming at Lookout Point. Okay, so the place isn’t called Lookout Point, but The Ridge is a cliff overlooking my small Texas hometown and people do go there to make out. Me and Jeremy had been dating for six months lifetime in TDT. That ís Teenage Dating Time, by the way.
Anyway, things were getting pretty hot and heavy. The windows were steamed up and we had collapsed on to the backseat in a tangle of writhing arms and legs. Jeremy had me topless and was pretty much in teenage-dude heaven. I mean, I don’t want to brag or anything, but I’ve got some pretty nice boobs. Not too big or anything; average size, but almost the perfect shape and symmetry. Although, with the lack of finesse Jeremy showed in handling them, I doubt he would have cared if one was three sizes bigger than the other, or if my nipples were two different colors.
That familiar tingle of horny teenage hormones was tearing me up inside, turning me into a panting, thoughtless animal. I guess that natural high was what made me bold enough to attempt my first B.J. I mean, how hard could it be? It’s not exactly rocket science.
At least, I didn’t think it was. Apparently there is a science to it, especially when you wear braces. In my enthusiasm, I might have gone in a little too hard. I slipped, my face landed in his lap, and I almost unmanned him. To be fair, the wound was superficial, but there was so much blood you’d have thought someone was stabbed to death in the back of that car.
After dropping Jeremy off at the emergency room, I pretty much ended our relationship by ignoring him until graduation. He didn’t seem to mind. After I mutilated his man-parts, I doubt he would have felt safe getting in the sack with me without some major life insurance.
Let’s see, my next attempt came during my first semester of college, just a few months after my eighteenth birthday. Somehow, I managed to catch the eye of a teacher’s aide. He was a graduate student working on his Master’s in Education. While he was officially considered ‘faculty’, the age gap wasn’t that much and he was too gorgeous for me to be put off with teacher vibes. Slender with long legs and broad shoulders, ginger colored hair and green eyes peeking out from behind sleek, rectangular glasses. Alistair: even his name was sexy.
We traded a lot of smoldering looks across the classroom. Those looks turned into short conversations in passing. Some flirtations where our hands touched as we exchanged papers. One of those hand-touching exchanges led to me being propelled into an empty classroom.
Once again, the moment played out like something from a film. Alistair grabbed my ass and pulled me up against him, his lips crashing down over mine in a seductive move that left me swooning like an idiot. We tore at each others clothes, and as soon as he had my pants off, he lifted me and threw me onto a desk.
And right onto a stapler.
You’re probably thinking the two staples I took to my left butt cheek would have been enough to end it, but apparently I’m a glutton for punishment.
“I’m okay, really,” I told him, pulling him in for a kiss.
“Yeah?” he asked, his smile crooked and sexy as he swept the contents of the desk aside to avoid any more injuries. “I’ve wanted this forever,” he said, his mouth tracing a path from my neck and down to places that made my toes curl. My only response was a whimper, as I allowed him to lay me back, struck dumb by his sex appeal as he rested his weight over mine on the desk.
This resulted in another trip to the E.R.
Who’d have thought those classroom desks were so flimsy? It splintered as if it were made of matchsticks, dropping me to the floor, where I cracked the back of my head open on the tiles. A concussion and a few staples were enough to dampen that encounter. Luckily, Alistair did a good job covering up what we’d been about to do and no one was the wiser. When no one questioned his story about how he’d perched on top of the desk I’d been leaning against, causing it to collapse, we were in the clear. I probably could have had a chance with Alistair after that if I’d wanted it. Especially if the longing looks he threw my way were any indication. However, by then I was so freaked out about sex, I just couldn’t bring myself to allow him to get me alone. At the end of the semester, he graduated and I never saw him again.
After that, I decided my first time was going to have to be more vanilla to avoid injury. Good ole missionary position, laying on a bed sex Ö that was the way to do it. My braces were long gone and office supplies couldn’t impale me.
The chance came my sophomore year when I met Geoff, a moody, brooding art student. He was sexy in a less obvious way. Thin, long, and tall, with an ethereal face framed by inky black hair. He drew pictures of me and called me his muse. He was a total weirdo, but in an artsy sort of way. At least, I thought it was only in the artsy sort of way. He had me fooled for about four months and I thought I we were on our way to a long lasting relationship. That was before he got me half naked in his room and proceeded to try to tie me to the bed with a set of very scary looking leather straps. I donít think I even bothered to get dressed before I ran, screaming for the hills.
After that I pretty much gave up. There have been a few guys I was interested in, and even a couple of great first dates and kisses. Just a month ago, I went on a date with a guy from my Sociology class. He was cute, funny and, most importantly normal. Just the kind of guy I wouldn’t mind giving my virginity to. Unfortunately, when our kisses started to turn in to something more, the twitching and wheezing started and I panicked. If I’m not careful I’m going to develop a reputation for this crap.
No, actually, I’m not.
I’m not, because I’m determined to just power through and do it.
The countdown is on.
60 days.
Oh God, I think I’m going to barf.

 

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Author’s Website | GoodReads

Jennifer Nolan has been unlucky when it comes to love; even more unfortunate when it comes to sex. In fact, the twenty year-old college junior is about to enter her senior year still carrying her v-card. All she wants is to be with that special someone without it resulting in a trip to the emergency room, runaway office supplies, or being scarred for life by someone’s weird fetishes. With several botched attempts under her belt, she begins to fear she’ll end up a lonely spinster or a crazy cat lady.

With only 60 days until her 21st birthday, Jennifer is determined to lose her virginity once and for all. Little does she know that her mission will lead her down a path toward love. She never expects that her mission will lead her to a discovery of what true womanhood is, and where true and lasting love begins.

 

Alicia Michaels

About Alicia Michaels
Ever since she first read books like Chronicles of Narnia or Goosebumps, Alicia has been a lover of mind-bending fiction. Wherever imagination takes her, she is more than happy to call that place her home. The mother of two and wife to an Army sergeant loves chocolate, coffee, and of course good books. When not writing, you can usually find her with her nose in a book, shopping for shoes and fabulous jewelry, or spending time with her loving family.

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Giveaway

Mar 31

Reading order for the Angels of Affection Series

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After police officer Jeff Waters’ wife leaves him, a darkness descends over him, causing anger and hate to to rage within. His self-control is tested both on and off the job, putting his life, as well as the lives of others, in jeopardy.

Liam and Adela, two former Angels of Death, have been reluctantly transformed into Angels of Affection – those angels who help humans fall in love – to assist in the war against the hate taking over  Earth and the self-destructive nature of humans.

Their first assignment: helping Jeff Waters find love and saving him from the darkness threatening to overtake him.

 

 

 

 

FORGIVEN

The next assignment for Angels of Affection, Liam and Adela, takes them to snowy Lake Tahoe, California. As they Forgiven final coversearch for the next people they are to help fall in love, they are told they will be receiving some assistance from a third angel.

Adela believes she has found their next mission as she watches an argument between a man and woman in the cabin across the way. As Liam and Adela work to bring the couple back together, a series of dramatic events tears the angels apart, and sends Liam to Eternity—a place with no beginning and no end.

As Liam’s past and present collide and Adela struggles on Earth with the fallout from the events, it becomes very apparent that things aren’t always what they seem, and sometimes an angel needs to realize  the answers are right in front of him.

 

 

 

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