Off The Record by Taylor Danae Colbert #Romance #NewRelease @ejbookpromos @TayDanaeWrites

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Title: Off The Record
Author: Taylor Danae Colbert
Genre: Romance

Release Date: April 25, 2019

“Dax Thatcher?” I ask. “But isn’t he sorta. . .old?” 

 

 
Ugh. Celebrities. I mean, I know I took a job as a reporter for the Celebrity and Pop Culture department of our magazine, but it was just supposed to be a stepping stone to the more real stuff.
Despite the fact that Dax Thatcher was the subject of many of my teen fantasies—and I may or may not have an entire playlist made up of his music—he’s still just another star.
Until his golden eyes pierce through me that day on his Malibu deck. I find myself having dinner with him, going backstage with him, lying on the beach with him. I find myself telling him my deepest secrets, and diving deep into his less-than-perfect past. 
And then I remember my assignment: a four-issue feature on Dax Thatcher. . .and his supermodel fiancée. Yep, he’s getting hitched. 
I have to focus. I’m a serious journalist, and he is mere months from walking down the aisle with someone else. But that doesn’t stop me from wondering what those tattooed arms might feel like wrapped around me, or how soft the sheets on his California king bed are. 
Yikes. This celebrity stuff might be a little more real than I thought.
Taylor Danae Colbert is a romance and women’s fiction author. When she’s not chasing her toddler or hanging with her husband, she’s probably under her favorite blanket, either writing a book, or reading one. Taylor lives in Maryland, where she was born and raised. For more information, visit

 

Sin & Discipline by Lily White #NewRelease #KindleUnlimited #TabooRomance #Giveaway @ejbookpromos @lilywhitebooks

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Title: Sin & Discipline
Author: Lily White
Genre: Taboo Romance
Release Date: April 24, 2019
Lennon Carter first saw my face with his hand around my throat.
Shock widened his eyes, starbursts of anger for what I’d done. That moment should have been the last of us; our beginning and end. Fate, it seems, had other plans.
A dedicated musician, Lennon would become my mentor, my shadow, my protector and nightmare.
We were two discordant notes that somehow blended with perfect harmony.
Challenged to become a pianist as talented as him, I became Lennon’s SIN, while he became my DISCIPLINE.

“Who are you, Amelia Dillon?”
Confusion flooded me. “What?”
It bothered me how my question came out more as a startled squeak than a word.
He grinned, just the corner of his lips curling with lazy satisfaction. Reaching out with his free hand, he trapped my chin between his fingers, holding my gaze to his without concern that I hadn’t invited the touch. Electricity sparked where his skin met mine, my head dizzy, my breath as uneven as my heartbeat.
“Who are you?”
My heart was in my throat, beating staccato so hard that I swore I was a few seconds from passing out. “I don’t-“
The gentle tone of his voice was at odds with his question. “Are you the shitty little thief hiding in a hoodie and baggy jeans? Or are you a musician who demands respect based on her talent and discipline?”
He was enjoying this moment far too much, the truth of his amusement written in the line of his lips, the sleepy look in his blue eyes. It only frightened me more.
“I’m a musician,” I whispered.
Mr. Carter leaned forward and I panicked, my eyes locked to his lips. He shouldn’t have been this close to me. There had to be rules against this. He didn’t seem to care.
I wasn’t a girl to be pushed around or controlled. Yet, in his presence, I stilled in place, unable to find the willpower to fight or move away.
Breath hot against my cheek, he whispered, “I don’t think you are. I think a musician would know better than to risk her hands acting like a stupid hoodrat that robs people. I think a musician knows better than to question the man who will be judging her performance. I think-“
My lips parted on a tremulous breath.
“-you didn’t believe me when I warned you I would spank your ass red if I ever caught you doing something so stupid again.”
There was no question about it; I was three seconds away from passing out.
He knew it and I knew it, his blue eyes locked to mine when he warned, “You should know that threat extends to you questioning me in class as well.”
Lily White is a romance writer who likes to dabble on the taboo side of eroticism. She is most known for her Masters Series, Target This, Wishing Well, and Asylum. In addition to dark romance Lily writes contemporary romance, taboo romance, and psychological thrillers. Lily enjoys stretching her writing muscles by continuing to challenge herself with each book she publishes.

 

Pretty Lies, Ugly Truths Duet by Natalie Bennett #CoverReveal @ejbookpromos @AuthorNbennett

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Duet Title: Pretty Lies, Ugly Truths Duet
Titles: Sweet Poisons & Sick Remedies 
Author: Natalie Bennett
Genre: Dark New Adult Romance
Cover Design: Jay Aheer
RELEASE DATE: MAY 14, 2019
RELEASE ALERT
Rhett Sullivan
Mysterious boy painted in shades of red.
Nova Markov
Eccentric girl dripping in sunshine.
He was the type mothers warned their little girls about—a cocky, rich asshole with a pretty smile, unapologetically insane and wild.
I was the type guys like him usually ignored—a free spirit who hid my crazy beneath an odd good girl facade and the art hanging on my studio walls.
We were opposites in every way but one, and we collided like two runaway trains that never had a chance of stopping.
What blossomed between us, our ‘relationship,’ was maniacal.
We were stuck in a cycle of madness.
Rhett Sullivan became a bittersweet poison I couldn’t get enough of.
In the end, that’s what destroyed me.
Because in the end?
Our love was nothing but a lie.
**The Pretty Lies, Ugly Truths Duet is a sordid New Adult romance with various graphicly dark themes. **
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RELEASE DATE: MAY 28, 2019
BLURB COMING MAY 21, 2019
 

Natalie Bennett is the creator of erotic stories that always come with a warning label. She writes about depraved alpha a**holes and women that love to hate them. Her books don’t follow any specific tropes, have no set word counts, and tend to deviate from traditional HEA’s.
When she isn’t in front of her computer she’s spending time with her husband and their three little boys.
Natalie is an avid fan of caramel frappes, horror movies, Shameless, and of course, reading.
You can find Natalie on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram.

Until Twyla by @authorellafox Until Merri by @SuzanneHalliday Until Mani by @RochellePaige1 @EJBookPromos

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Until Mani: Happily Ever Alpha by Rochelle Paige

Bryson’s Steakhouse is the go-to place for the Mayson family to celebrate all their big occasions. As its owner, Mani has had a front row seat to the second generation of Maysons finding their boom. But he’s always on the outside looking in, and he doubts it’ll ever be his turn…until Vivian comes crashing into his life.
Vivian doesn’t think she has a lot in common with Mani. He owns a fancy restaurant, and she’s having a hard time finding a job. She’s searching for a cheap place to rent, and he has a beautiful house. Fast food drive-throughs are more her style, and Mani is all about gourmet.
To Mani, these aren’t differences. They’re opportunities to give Vivian everything she deserves.

 
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Until Merri: Happily Ever Alpha by Suzanne Halliday

Millicent – don’t call me Millie- Merriweather has had a thing for Tom Franklin since she was twelve years old. At the time he was a senior in high school, which meant her dreams of being his girl weren’t meant to be.
Her thirtieth birthday is getting closer by the hour, but she’s still crushing big time on her first love. The problem is her childhood crush is now her BFF and Merri isn’t sure how to get out of the friend zone.
With a divorce under his belt, a Purple Heart stashed in a drawer, and a business to run, Tom Franklin chooses to avoid the dating scene. Besides, no one interests him the way Merri does. If only they weren’t trapped in the friend zone.
When Tom needs a date for a banquet recognizing his dad, he asks Merri.
With everyone they know cheering them on from the sidelines,
the comically sexy misadventures of Tom and Merri begin.
What happens after that is a wild, laugh-filled, adventure.

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Until Twyla: Happily Ever Alpha by Ella Fox

Twyla Penn’s first few days at her new job were going pretty well- right up to the moment a man in a ski mask pulled a gun on her and tried to toss her into the backseat of his car. Luckily, the hot cop she’d seen in the bar earlier showed up and saved her.
Jensen Reed never paid any attention to all the “boom” stuff his fellow officers talked about- until Twyla. With one look at the beautiful blonde with the soft brown eyes, he knew they were meant for each other.
He protected her once. Now he wants it to be a lifelong job.

 
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Until Mani – 
My mind was on the drink recipes I was planning to try out when I walked into the bar area of my restaurant a few hours before closing. Tuesday nights were our slowest, and there were only a couple of booths occupied and a few people seated at the far end of the bar. I quickly spotted Jayce talking to two women. I recognized the brunette as his girlfriend, but I hadn’t seen the blonde around here before. I would definitely remember if I had because she was the kind of woman a man didn’t forget.
The black dress she was wearing showed off her curves to perfection. My hands itched to get on her luscious ass and give it a squeeze. My mouth watered to taste the creamy swell of her tits. And my cock twitched at the thought of having her long legs hiked over my shoulders while I worked my way down to her pussy to savor that as well. I had the feeling she’d be more delicious than any meal I’d ever prepared, and I was determined to find out if I was right.
As I got closer, I noticed how her blond hair was pulled back in a low ponytail that drew my gaze to her graceful neck. It wasn’t a detail I’d paid attention to on any other woman before, but I wanted to nibble my way down to her pulse point and leave my mark there for other men to see. I’d never been territorial over the women I’d dated in the past, but I recognized the feeling for what it was—possessiveness for a woman when I didn’t even know her name.
Then she turned towards me, and I felt a jolt run through my body when our gazes met. Her blue eyes widened in surprise, and I couldn’t help but think that James Mayson was right. I finally understood what it meant to be hit by the boom, and it’d only taken one glance. I only hoped she was feeling it as much as I was.
Until Merri –
“You asked what that picture means to me. It’s simple, Tom. I’m turning thirty. My biological mommy clock is ticking louder, and this house is too empty.”
“Are you asking me to move in?”
He knew the question was messing with her in a big way and wasn’t surprised when she howled with laughter.
Slapping her hands at her waist, she teased, “What part of mommy clock and an empty house translated into free room and board for you?”
“I can help with both,” he drawled and applied some stealth tickling that almost put her on the floor from giggling.
“Stop it,” she squawked and snorted.
“Don’t wanna stop.” He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her against him. “Today was the best day I’ve had in years. It feels good, doesn’t it? Admitting how we feel?”
“I admit nothing,” she sarcastically drawled before punctuating the statement with a sniff.
He chuckled. “You want me to sweep you off your feet. Is that it?”
The universe lit up with a trillion fireworks of happiness when the snarky imp inside her grabbed the spotlight. Until Merri, his life was boring and uninteresting, but now? Now, she kept him on his toes and thrilled him straight to his soul.
“What I wanted, Tom, was a first date that did not involve fifty old-time radio operator guys who will all queue up to spin me around on the dance floor.”
“Yikes.” He pulled a face and widened his eyes. She wasn’t joking. Men were drawn to Merri. Young boys at the school where she worked. Bikers and businessmen she met at the diner. Even the hilarious posse of senior citizens and aging tech geeks in a radio club. She had a vibe that was so friendly and encouraging, people flocked to her.
She relaxed in his arms and leaned fully into him. It felt natural and easy as well as incredibly stimulating.
Kiss her, his inner voice drawled. What’s the matter with you? Kiss her, goddammit.
His eyes caught her wetting her lips. He started to lower his head. Nirvana was within reach. Their lips almost touched until the doorbell rang and startled them into jumping with surprise.
“What the hell?” he grumbled. “Are you expecting someone?”
“Oh, uh,” she stammered as her face turned red. “About that.”
The bell rang again. Whoever it was had an impatient streak.
She scurried off to answer the door, turning at the last second to look at him. The mischief in her expression did the usual to his dick.
Opening the door, he did a double take when his mother came through it and greeted Merri with warmth.
“Merri. Don’t you look wonderful? Good to see you, hon.”
“Grace, come in.”
His mouth cranked open as his kinda maybe sorta girlfriend kissed his mother hello.
“Mom?”
“Oh, Tom. Good. You’re here.” She checked her watch. “I don’t have a lot of time. I’m on my way to church for the potluck dinner committee meeting. Merri said you wanted to talk to me?”
His eyes shot to Merri. She was standing next to but behind his mom. Her expression suggested she was enjoying his shock. When she mimicked a cat licking its paws and ears, he had no choice but to laugh and go with the flow.
Life with this woman was never going to be dull.
Until Twyla –
“You’re going to pay for these fucking shoes you snobby bitch!”
Stunned and more than a little freaked out, I yank back, kicking at his legs as I yell for him to let me go. My right shoe is so full of the booze that spilled from my tray that it goes flying, leaving me with one shoe on and one off. With no choice but to stand on one foot like a damn flamingo, I kick at the asshole manhandling me. “Get off!” I screech. He lets out a maniacal laugh as he does just that, shoving me away from him as he lets go. I fall back onto my ass with a thud I feel in my tailbone. Near tears, I take the one shoe I have left off and dump the liquid that’s collected in it. As I do, the asshole who just ruined my entire night is grabbed by the back of the shirt and yanked backward.
“Get your fucking hands off of me, bro!” melon shirt wails.
Pushing myself up from the floor, I watch as the hottest guy I’ve ever seen spins melon shirt like he’s a bit of weightless fluff. “Do you fuckin’ touch women like that often you piece of shit?” hot guy thunders.
Even though I’m soaking wet—not in a good way—covered in beer and lemon drop shots, shoeless—this is actually not a bad thing—and on the verge of bursting into tears or throwing my hands in the air and quitting, I’m completely transfixed by the hot guy. He’s about six-foot-two, broad-shouldered, and muscular but lean. The way the black tee he’s wearing clings to his sexy arms is drool-worthy. It shouldn’t be so hot that the expression on his face is one of anger, but it totally is. His chiseled features are commanding. In combination with the hot-as-hell air of authority that emanates from him, he’s literally breathtaking.
“I asked you a question,” he grates, his focus on melon shirt.
Holy crap, for a second there I forgot about the douche who just manhandled me. Hot guy has got me way too distracted.
“I said let me go, asshole!”
Instead of stepping in to help, melon shirt’s group of friends are frantically waving their arms as they tell him to shut the hell up. “Blaine, he’s a fuckin’ cop!” someone in the room yells.
Hot guy smirks menacingly at Blaine, whose face has just turned a nasty shade of green. “Your friends are right. You can go ahead and call me Officer Asshole.”

Rochelle Paige is the Amazon bestselling author of more than twenty-five books. She absolutely adores reading and her friends growing up used to tease her when she trailed after them, trying to read and walk at the same time. She loves stories with alpha males, sassy heroines, hot sex and happily ever afters. She is a bit of a genre hopper in both her reading and her writing. So far she’s written books in several romance sub-genres including new adult, contemporary, paranormal and romantic suspense.

She is the mother of two wonderful sons who inspired her to chase her dream of being an author. She wants them to learn from her that you can live your dream as long as you are willing to work for it.


USA Today Bestselling Author Suzanne Halliday writes what she loves to read about in her spare time- sexy alpha men!
When not tapping away on her computer, Suzanne can be found with a mug of tea in hand. She’s a lover of travel and also enjoys a good joke.
Suzanne is the proud mother of USA Today Bestselling Author Ella Fox.

USA Today Bestselling Author Ella Fox has learned a bunch of stuff along the way but the most important of all those things is that anything is possible when you try. In 2012 she took a big leap of faith and published her first book, Broken Hart. Since then she’s written fifteen more full-length books and several novellas– and every one is a reminder that you can live your dream as long as you work for it.

Ella’s favorite things are music, movies, traveling, The Foo Fighters and, of course, reading. This isn’t a surprise considering the fact that her mom is USA Today Bestselling Author Suzanne Halliday.

Conceited (Crimson Elite Book 3) by T.L. Smith @ejbookpromos @LsmithT

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Title: Conceited
Series: Crimson Elite Book 3
Author: T.L. Smith
Genre: Romance (standalone)

Release Date: April 16, 2019

 

Ariel
I would like to say we were old lovers. That once upon a time he was my everything, and I was his, but that would be a lie. He may have been mine, but I wasn’t his. I was his sister’s annoying little friend who he didn’t even know was in love with him.
Years later, after seeing him again for the first time, nothing has changed. Except now he notices me, and I will do everything in my power to avoid him. Because Falcon is the most conceited man on this planet, and because when he looks at me with steel eyes, my heart still misses a beat.
Falcon
I get what I want, and I’m never denied anything either. It’s my charm. It’s hard to say no to something you never knew you desired until I’m standing in front of you. That’s not just who I am, it’s what I do. I help men achieve everything they have ever wanted.
Most people would go to great lengths to be near me. Yet, my sweet Ariel, I can’t even get her to stay in the same room as me. Maybe it’s because I told her I would be the best lay of her life—that has to be it—and once I’m finished with her, she’s avoiding being disappointed by every other man for the rest of her life.
It couldn’t possibly be anything else, because let’s face it, I’m perfect.

 

Stealing Virtue by Michelle Pace~Perry Lovell~Michelle Brown~Yolanda Olson~Ashleigh Giannoccaro~Emery LeeAnn~Kailee Reese Samuels ~James Crow @EJBookPromos

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Title: Stealing Virtue
Authors: Michelle Pace ~ Perry Lovell ~ Michelle Brown ~ Yolanda Olson ~ Ashleigh Giannoccaro ~ Emery LeeAnn ~ Kailee Reese Samuels ~ James Crow
Genre: Dark (Tales of Human Trafficking)
Release Date: April 16, 2019

Eight authors come together to bring you a collection of dark and deviant tales based on human trafficking. Do you dare to test your ability to survive the depths of depravity that the mind can sink when all bets are off?
Sail the high seas with Black Jack and attempt to survive long enough to bear witness to the unnerving moments to come. Run Rabbit Run from the Sellers as they Harvest the secrets hidden in the Carbon mines. Walk the streets with Fancy and attempt to tell The Difference Between what’s real and what’s a lie. Engage in The Last Dance for the somber encore before the world fades away from your very eyes.
Stealing Virtue: Tales of Trafficking for the dearly depraved.

Beautiful Rush (Beautiful Rush Series) by Emery Rose #ContemporaryRomance @ejbookpromos @emeryrosewrites

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Title: Beautiful Rush
Series: The Beautiful Series
Author: Emery Rose
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 25, 2019
Cover Design: Sarah Hansen, Okay Creations

After a lifetime of being tailed by her father’s bodyguards, Keira Shaughnessy just wants her freedom and independence, and to bond with her long-lost brothers.
On a quest to outrun her past, she turns to illegal street racing. She loves the rush, the hint of danger, and living just on the edge of losing control. The last thing she needs is a detective tailing her, no matter how hot he is or how much she’s tempted to kiss him. Again.
When Deacon Ramsey runs into Keira at a street race, he knows he should stay away. She’s reckless. Dangerous. A perfect storm. He can’t afford to blow his cover. And he’s not convinced that the daughter of a ruthless criminal can be trusted. But when Keira’s past catches up to her, Deacon just might be the only one who can save her.

“How’ve you been?” he asked, sounding as if he genuinely cared.
“Same old, same old. Currently nursing my melancholy with ice-cold vodka in the light of a full moon. Come back later and I’ll be howling at it.”
He laughed and turned my hand over, so he could read the words inked on my skin. Goosebumps pricked my arms and warmth spread through my body as he traced the letters with his fingertip like I’d done so many times. He was so close I could smell his subtle spicy scent. Something warm and woodsy. Cedar and citrus. Bergamot, maybe? It didn’t matter. He smelled good. So good that I wanted to burrow my face in his neck and breathe him in. As if reading my thoughts, he tugged me closer, his eyes flitting from my eyes to my mouth. Maybe he was remembering the feel of my lips against his.
I flattened my palms on his hard chest and leaned into him. I could feel the warmth of his skin through the fabric of his T-shirt, his heart beating a steady rhythm under my fingertips. Deacon was the calm to my storm. The kind of man you could rely on to be there for you, to keep you safe and protect you. It confused me that I’d want that from him when I’d never wanted it from anyone before.
I didn’t want to want him.
“I shouldn’t be here.” He wrapped his hands around my wrists. He had good hands. Strong and capable-looking with thick veins. I bet when he held a gun, they didn’t even tremble. I bet they were sure and steady, and he didn’t so much as break a sweat.
“And yet, here you are. Why are you here?”
“I’ve missed your funny face.” He made slow, lazy circles on my inner wrists with the pads of his thumbs. The softest touch was often the most powerful.
“Could’ve fooled me.”
“Miss me?” he teased.
More than I should have. “You never crossed my mind.”
“You crossed mine. Hundreds of times.” His voice was low and rough, seducing me with his raw honesty.
“Hundreds?” I laughed. “I didn’t take you for the kind of guy who uses hyperboles.”
“I’m not.”
Oh. Well. I looked down at his hands that were still wrapped around my wrists, my palms still pressed against his chest as if I was warding him off yet wanting to remain close enough to feel the beating of his heart.
“Hold Me Down” by Halsey blasted from my speakers, muting the sounds of the city, the hum of traffic on the street and the lonely wail of a siren in the distance. I stared at his slightly parted lips, the bottom lip fuller than the top and fought the urge to sink my teeth into it.
“What did you think of when you thought of me?”
He moved his hand to my neck and around to the back of it, threading his fingers through my hair until it was wrapped around his hand. His mouth moved close to the shell of my ear, his voice low. “How much I fucking love your hair.”
© 2019 Emery Rose
Emery Rose has been known to indulge in good red wine, strong coffee, and a healthy dose of sarcasm. She loves writing sexy alpha heroes, strong heroines, artists, beautiful souls, and flawed but redeemable characters who need to work for their HEA.
When she’s not working on her latest project, you can find her binge-watching Netflix, trotting the globe in search of sunshine, or immersed in a good book. A former New Yorker, she currently resides in London with her two fabulous daughters and one grumpy, but lovable Border Terrier.

 

 

Man of Matrimony (The Gentleman, Inc. Series) by Thea Dawson #BookTour #KindleUnlimited #Giveaway @ejbookpromos @thea_dawson

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Title: Man of Matrimony
Series: The Gentlemen, Inc. Series
Author: Thea Dawson
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 2, 2019
Liam McGuire.
Annoyingly laid back. Hopelessly unambitious.
Cocky, irreverent, impossible.
My polar opposite.
 
My husband.
All my life, I’ve been the golden girl. Ivy League, MBA, the youngest executive at my company. The world lay at my feet.
Then the company I put my heart and soul into collapsed in scandal.
My so-called friends have deserted me.
I’m left with mounting debts and a shattered reputation, in danger of losing everything.
When a handsome stranger proposes a helping hand, I jump at the chance. I know it’s crazy, but all I have to do is stay married to him until he gets his green card, and he’ll support me until I’m back on my feet.
It’s the perfect marriage of convenience … except for the inconvenient way I’m starting to fall for him.
Brianna Winter.
Aggravatingly organized. Perpetually prim.
Stuck-up. Straitlaced.
Sex on a stick with a candy coating of complete indifference.
My wife.
I thought it would be easy. One year of marriage, and I’d be able to stay in sunny California for the rest of my life.
But one kiss changed everything.
Now, living at close quarters with the beautiful Miss B—with that toned body, that perfect skin, and that brilliant mind—I’m slowly going insane.
The memory of that kiss plays out over and over again in my mind in a kind of carnal loop of lust, but she shows no sign that she feels even the slightest bit of heat between us.
I may not survive my marriage long enough to get divorced.
MAN OF MATRIMONY is a steamy, standalone romance with heat, humor, and a sexy Irish hero! Happy reading!

Brianna

“I’m sorry,” I whisper.

“For what?” he says, not moving.

“I should let you get to bed,” I reply, also not moving.

“I suppose you should.”

Neither of us moves away. Instead, I feel his arms tighten gently around me and one hand comes slowly up to stroke my hair.

Slowly, I tilt my face up to his to see those grey eyes, more serious than I’ve ever seen them, staring into mine.

A foreign emotion … I think it’s shyness … makes me look down again, but then Liam’s hand is on my cheek, tilting my face up toward his, and his lips are on mine, and I’m melting into him.

Our proposal kiss was surprising. Our wedding kiss was awkward. Our grope-on-the-couch kiss was hot.

This kiss … This isn’t like any of those.

His lips are so warm, so soft, so gentle and yet so confident that for a while, the sensation of kissing him is the only thing that exists. The ache in my back and the soreness in my feet disappear. Thoughts of that hot bath melt away—because why would I need it when I can sink into these arms, these lips, the deliciously clean smell of him instead?

Slowly, the sweet, serious kisses start to amp up, getting bolder, braver … hotter. The hand that was stroking my hair is now fisting it, the arm around my waist pulls me against the solid wall of his body and I can feel his arousal pressing into me. My brain cedes control to my loudly purring girl parts, which in turn license my hands to roam those broad shoulders, that hard chest. I run my hands all over him, unable to get enough of the soft cotton of his dress shirt and the firm muscles beneath it.

“I thought you were tired,” I murmur into his mouth. I’d thought I was tired, too, but that’s gone, replaced with a sparking, electric energy that makes my heart beat faster and my breath come quicker.

“I think I’ve found my second wind,” he mumbles, nuzzling my neck. I tilt my head back and he trails the length of my throat with his lips. I shiver, that sparking energy starting to coalesce deep within me.

“Liam …” It’s a question, a statement, a declaration.

A commitment.

“Take me to bed.”

Thea Dawson is a world traveler, vegetarian, salsa dancer, film fanatic, and lover of happy endings. In an alternate steampunk universe, she travels by dirigible and gets in sword fights with dashing villains.
In this one, she lives in the Pacific Northwest with her husband/salsa partner, three antic children, and an agenda-driven cat. She writes at the intersection of smart, sweet and steamy; her goal with every book is to melt your heart and brighten your day.

 

Million Dollar Musician by RB Hilliard #NewRelease #KindleUnlimited @ejbookpromos @Rbhilliardb

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Title: Million Dollar Musician
Author: RB Hilliard
Genre: Romance
Release Date: April 9, 2019
As lead singer of Indigo Road, I had it all: fame, fortune, and all the sex a man could ever want.
My fall from the top was anything but graceful, and I lost everything, including my self-respect.
Stepping back into the spotlight would prove a challenge. A challenge I was more than ready for, until she happened—Wynne Benfield. She was the whole package: brains, beauty and talent. She was also forbidden.
But I am Sander James. I don’t play by the rules . . . I make them.

RB Hilliard lives in Charlotte, North Carolina with her husband and two children. In 2012, she began writing His End Game, the first book in her MMG Series. Hilliard has not only published six books in this series, but has gone on to publish her hilariously funny Whisky’s novels, as well as her Rock Star Romance Series, Meltdown.

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All the Lonely Hearts: Poetry Inspired by Music by Ella Rye @ejbookpromos @RyeElla

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Title: All the Lonely Hearts: Poetry Inspired by Music
Author: Ella Rye
Genre: Free Verse Poetry, Poetry
Release Date: April 9, 2019
Cover Design: By Hang Le

Poetry
Has given me a reason
To breathe
A reason to be
Inspiration
It comes in many forms. One of those can be music. Be it the melody, or the story it’s trying to tell.
All the Lonely Hearts is an exploration of inspiration. Be it the melody, the story, or even a word. Ella Rye brings these two worlds crashing together. Each poem is inspired by a song.
All the Lonely Hearts is a collection of Free Verse Poetry.
Helpless
I feel so hopeless
Falling through all these open walls
This loneliness it seeps through
Every piece of me
Falling so delicately
Tell there’s nothing to see
They are all so blind
Days I spend in this empty bed
It’s all I know
No warmth
Even though
The fire burns
This cold takes
hold of my bones
I feel so helpless
This sickness
The scars
They have never been left to heal
It’s only me
Feeling this hopelessness
That no one else
Will ever know
I keep it behind these closed doors
Ella Rye grew up in small-town California. She grew up loving words. An avid reader from a young age. During her teen years, she developed a love for poetry and began writing. The words flowed out of her naturally, never even really knowing the type of poetry she was writing. Over the years, poetry helped her throughout her life. It was therapeutic, and now she hopes that her poetry can help those who are going or have gone through the same things. Love and heartbreak have always been a major theme.