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Tail by Rie Warren @RieWrites @EJBookpromos

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Title: Tail
Series: Carolina Bad Boys #6
Author: Rie Warren
Genre: Erotic Romance 
Release Date: November 6, 2017
I’m most known for honeys on my arms and notches on my bedpost. But this time, I’m not chasing tail. Every rose has its thorn, and I’ve just been snagged.

TAIL

I have girls lapping out of my hands, forming lines for a chance to dance on my cock. Until she shows up. And it all grinds to a halt. Madison Rose Rush. No joke there. One look at her, and I feel a rush all over my body. I want that thing all the other dudes found. Love. A mate. A classy broad I probably don’t deserve.

I know one thing. 

Maddy Rush—Handsome’s sexy sister—is strictly off-limits. 

Is that gonna stop me?

Hell. No. Not even with the Bad Seeds MC breathing down my neck for a debt I can’t pay.

 

MADDY
VP of Retribrewtion Brewery, heiress to the Rush Distillery empire, I’ve played by the family’s rules. I’m community-spirited, high-class, worldly-wise . . . but that doesn’t necessarily mean I’m a good girl.
And Tail makes me want to be bad in ways I never even knew. He’s dangerously gorgeous. He’s affiliated with the same MC as my big brother. He has inked sleeves and sex on the brain and Max warned me away from him. 

Is that going to stop me?

Hell no. 

Nothing will stop us. Nothing. Until a rival MC—outlaw bikers—retaliates against Tail. Bad Seeds indeed.
Midday, I rolled up to Retribrewtion on my Harley.

 

Handsome was nowhere to be seen. Possibly a good thing since he’d apparently ratted me out to the veep of the MC.

 

Dickwad.

 

No one questioned my presence when I walked inside the brewery. Also a good thing. Weaving through the bottom floor, I glared at anyone who gave me a second look. I took the steps, knocked on Maddy’s door, entered before she answered.
She sat at her desk wearing . . . glasses.
“Glasses?”
“Hello to you too.”
“Glasses?”
“I was running late this morning. Didn’t have time for contacts.” She bent over her paperwork, aaaand her blouse was revealing enough I could see the creamy dip of her cleavage.
“I like the glasses.”

 

Fuck, do I ever.

 

“I’m working.” A smile curved the corner of her lips. But she didn’t look up.
The glasses were small and square and fancy.
Immediate hard-on.
“I see that.”

 

Hot.

 

Single-minded and sexy as fuck.
Loved it.
“What’s this? No babies today?” She flipped a folder over and typed some shit into her computer.
“No babies.” I closed the door. Locked it. “Just me. I missed you yesterday.”
Color flooded her face, a face she kept bent down. “How much?”
“Tons.” Christ. I loved doing this with Maddy. The cat and mouse when I’d already caught her. “Got a surprise for you. To say thanks for helping with Ma.”
Her eyes darted up from some paperwork she’d just signed and fastened on my groin. “Is it a big package?”
“What?” . . . Oh . . . She wanted to fuck . . .
I could work with that.
I took off my jacket, shrugged off my shirt. Tested the doorknob to make sure no one would disturb us.
Then I stalked.
Maddy, my prey. My love. My lover. In heels, a blouse, a skirt. And those damn sexy glasses.
“I have a strict policy about not fucking in the workplace.” She backed away, her slanted smile and tilted hips nothing but pure invitation.
“Do you now?” I released the zipper on my black leathers. “You want a big package?” I shucked the leathers to midthigh, then pounced at Maddy, not that she was running away.
My lips swooping to hers for a deep wet kiss, I scooped her onto the desk.
Cock freed, I stroked the thick hard length just once. Once was enough.
Maddy nodded, unbuttoning her blouse.
I flicked the front clasp of her bra, her tits—firm, high, and supple—tumbling out. She started taking off the glasses.

 

“Uh uhn. Leave those on.” Pulling a pert nipple into my mouth, I ran my thumb repeatedly across the other peaked bud.

 

Maddy grasped the back of my head, twisting her fingers in my hair. I drew back only to lick across the mound of her breasts and onto the other nipple. Hitching her skirt up and up, I ruched it to her waist.
I cupped her pussy with my whole palm, feeling heated warmth seeping from inside.
She moaned and arched into me, guiding my mouth to hers. “Hurry. I’m ready.”
“Yeah? Hot to fuck me, sweetness?” I delved deeper into her mouth again, sliding my dick along the slickness of her panties.

 

Rie is the badass, sassafras author of Sugar Daddy and the Don’t Tell series–a breakthrough trilogy that crosses traditional publishing boundaries beginning with In His Command. Her latest endeavors include the Carolina Bad Boys, a fun, hot, and southern-sexy series. 

A Yankee transplant who has traveled the world, Rie started out a writer—causing her college professor to blush over her erotic poetry without one ounce of shame. Not much has changed. She swapped pen for paintbrushes and followed her other love during her twenties. From art school to marriage to children and many a wild and wonderful journey in between, Rie has come home to her calling. Her work has been called edgy, daring, and some of the sexiest smut around. 
You can connect with Rie via the social media hangouts listed on her website https://www.riewarren.com. She is represented by Saritza Hernandez, Corvisiero Literary Agency. 


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TRASHY FOREPLAY by Gemma James @gemmajames80 @ReadLoveLust

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Title: Trashy Foreplay

Author: Gemma James

Publication Date: August 3, 2017

Genre: Erotic Romance

 

Never flirt with temptation.
Never lust after what I can’t have.
And never, under any circumstances, screw a married man again.

By the time this story is told, I’ll have failed at all three…

With my heart and reputation in ruins, I can’t afford to make another mistake. Boarding a flight to Seattle is supposed to give me a clean slate, but from the moment Cash Montgomery slides into the seat next to mine, I’m captivated by his steel eyes that see too much. I ache for this stranger in a way I’ve never ached for anyone.

But I didn’t know he was married, and I sure as hell didn’t see the curveball fate had in store. My clean slate in Seattle isn’t so clean after all because my new boss is the man forbidden to me.

And the only man I want.

The only man I’ll do anything for, even if it means breaking the promise I made to myself when I fled my old life in shame.

I wasn’t supposed to fall for a married man, but I did.

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: Though the subject matter deals with cheating, there are no innocent parties here. Book 1 in the Trashy Affair series.

 

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I go perfectly still as his arm snakes around me from behind. A warm palm flattens against my stomach, and the tips of his fingers inch beneath the waistband of my jeans. Everything south of that tempting hand flares to life, setting off a deep ache I know only he can fix.

Pulling me against his body, he leans down and whispers into my ear. “Watching him touch you is killing me.”

“Knowing you’re married is killing me.”

He curses under his breath. A hint of his woodsy cologne, along with the sweet aroma of bourbon fills my nostrils.

“Have you been drinking?”

“Maybe a little.” He whirls me around until we’re face-to-face, and my heart flutters in my throat as he tightens his arms around me. “Come upstairs with me.”

His proximity riots through me, the heat of his body sizzling all the way to my fucking toes. We fall into a lazy sway, dancing but not quite, and for a crazy second, I consider following him to the VIP area in the loft. As far as I can tell it’s empty unless a stray couple is hiding in the shadows in the very back. I doubt it though. The club is vibrating with restless energy as everyone crowds the first floor in anticipation of the concert.

“Look at me, Jules.”

His words jolt me to awareness, and I realize I’m staring at his chest. I curl my hands into fists at my sides, too tempted to run my palms down that broad expanse hiding underneath cotton. I bet it’s the softest material on the planet, but I won’t find out because I’m not going there.

Nope.

Not. Gonna. Do. It.

Because I have zero control right now, and we’re standing in the middle of a busy club with God-knows-who watching. And if I dotouch him…I might not stop.

“Jules,” he murmurs. “Bring those gorgeous eyes up here.”

I lift my chin and dive headfirst into the fire of his gaze. His eyes are a smoldering, liquid steel. “Cash…please…”

“Please what?”

“Don’t make me want to give in. You’re married.” My voice cracks on that ugly word.

“My marriage is a sham.”

“Your marriage is your business.” I grip his arms, intending to push him away. But somewhere along the way, my brain gets its wires crossed, and I end up curling my fingers around his biceps. God, he’s built—solid man through and through.

“I disagree,” he says, dipping his head until our mouths linger a hairsbreadth from each other. “Everything about me is very much your business.”

“W-why?”

“Because I can’t feel this way about you without it being your business.”

Gemma James is a USA Today and Amazon bestselling author of a blend of genres, from new adult suspense to dark erotic romance. She loves to explore the darker side of human nature in her fiction, and she’s morbidly curious about anything dark and edgy, from deviant sex to serial killers. Readers have described her stories as being “not for the faint of heart.”

She warns you to heed their words! Her playground isn’t full of rainbows and kittens, though she likes both. She lives in Oregon with her husband and their four children–three rambunctious UFC/wrestling-loving boys and one girl who steals everyone’s attention.

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Third Act by JO Mantel @authorjomantel @EJBookpromos

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Title: Third Act
Series: Dark Falkon Series #3
Author: J.O Mantel
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: Coming Soon

A Love Triangle.
Two Rock Stars.
One MASSIVE Secret.
Falling in love with one of the world’s biggest rock stars, was not something Sienna planned. 
Their relationship has been amazing. Sure, they’ve had their fair share of problems, but what couple doesn’t?
Dark Falkon and Lightning Ridge are performing together for the very first time, this means Jake and Lukas must put aside their personal differences for the sake of the one woman they both love. 
However, one mistake, will change EVERYTHING.
Sienna will discover a shocking truth and will be left to make one of the biggest decisions of her life. 
Who will she choose, Jake…or Lukas?

The third and final book in the Dark Falkon Series
   

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Baller Made by Rie Warren @RieWrites @EJBookPromos

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Title: Baller Made
Series: Bad Boy Ballers Book 3
Author: Rie Warren
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: July 17, 2017
Bad Boy Ballers series finale! Includes an epic novella length epilogue for Rafe and Peyton, Brooklyn and Delaney, and Calder and Reggie!
The dark horse of the NFL. A superstar showgirl on the Vegas strip. Their desire is taboo in ways you can’t even begin to imagine. 
Calder Malone. Black sheep. Bad boy. Kicked off the Reno Ravens and almost suspended from the NFL. The sexy center remains a fan favorite now that he’s playing for Carolina Crush. And what Calder wants more than anything is to prove his worth to the team that’s his last chance, the family he disgraced, and the one woman he fell in love with years ago. 
Unfortunately the comeback kid isn’t a boy anymore, and the babe he wants was never his for the taking—for reasons that make him question his sanity. 
Reggie isn’t just a Vegas showgirl, a pretty face. She’s an Air Force widow, a strong woman who’s piecing her life back together . . . And maybe the man she always thought was out of her league and completely off-limits just became fair game. 
Off the field and offstage, what happens when Calder and Reggie don’t stay in Vegas?

I was in a bastard of a mood when the doorbell rang after I’d dropped the two hundred-pound weight onto the rest. My chest burning, my ribs wracked with agony, I curled up to my feet. Thought about a shirt. Thought, fuck it. It was probably just Brooks.
He’d become my watchdog, checking in regularly, inviting me to his place for dinner with him and Delaney, keeping the door open in case I needed to talk to someone other than my sponsor.
Striding through the house, I absentmindedly swiped at the sweat on my chest with the towel I held.
I opened the door.
Wished I hadn’t.
My cock went fully hard in an instant.
I draped the towel in front of me, one hand notched on the doorframe, my chest bare, Reggie’s chin barely reaching my shoulders.
Reggie. On my doorstep. Showing up out of the clear blue.
My lips flattened as my heartbeat thudded in my chest.
Everything that had broken open in that alley with Brooklyn I’d sealed back under. Until this precise moment when Reggie lifted a bag in her hand and a smile on her lips when I was pretty sure I’d never looked more threatening.
“I’ve got some time off. Recuperation.” She angled a leg in tight faded jeans toward me. “Sore tendon. Figured you’d know how to put me back together right as rain with your PT background.”
“Funny.” Hooking the end of the towel into the waistband of my shorts, I rasped my hands across the dark shade of stubble on my jaw, and she watched every goddamn stroke. “You don’t look injured.”
“You do.” Her gaze—challenging—dropped to the bruise on my ribs.
Motherfucker.
“You came to check up on me.”
“So what if I did?” She shrugged one shoulder.
“You don’t have to worry about me anymore.”
“I can’t just turn it off, Calder.”
“I don’t need or want your help.” I tried to maintain the barrier, nearly snarling at her.
She merely cast her eyes beyond me. “Are you going to invite me inside like an old friend should?”
Old friend. Old pain.
I stepped back. Barely.
She ducked under my arm. Smiling.
Closing the door, I sealed my body against it. “What are you really doing here?”
“Well, you said you’d accept my calls.” She dropped her bags. Stood with hands on hips. “You lied to me.”
“It’s what I do, sweetheart.” Determined to piss her off so she’d leave because danger lurked in the dark spaces of my mind.
I’d forgotten she reacted like a lioness when cornered.
Rookie mistake.
In two steps, Reggie was up against me, in my face.
Protect and dominate. The two different impulses swarmed through me.
I wanted to serve her up on a silver platter and plant my face between her thighs.
Then tuck her against me in my bed, blankets all around, my arms a cradle.
Her eyes hooked mine with nothing but unwavering intensity. “You have driven everyone away, Calder.” Her stance blended her against me, and she had to feel the heat—the need and arousal—she spiked in my body.
“I will not fucking let you go down one more time.” Bleak, no longer dreamy eyes, rose to mine. “I’m not losing you to self-pity or self-loathing or any other kind of hate you keep wrapping around yourself.”
Looked like I’d met my match.
I’d known it all along.
Impossible.
“One man is enough to lose.” Her voice dropped, but her finger pointed at my chest before she spread her fingers over my careening heart. “And you have a choice in the matter.”

 

At her unerring words, I went stock-still.
Rie is the badass, sassafras author of Sugar Daddy and the Don’t Tell series–a breakthrough trilogy that crosses traditional publishing boundaries beginning with In His Command. Her latest endeavors include the Carolina Bad Boys, a fun, hot, and southern-sexy series. 

A Yankee transplant who has traveled the world, Rie started out a writer—causing her college professor to blush over her erotic poetry without one ounce of shame. Not much has changed. She swapped pen for paintbrushes and followed her other love during her twenties. From art school to marriage to children and many a wild and wonderful journey in between, Rie has come home to her calling. Her work has been called edgy, daring, and some of the sexiest smut around. 

You can connect with Rie via the social media hangouts listed on her website https://www.riewarren.com.
She is represented by Saritza Hernandez, Corvisiero Literary Agency. http://www.corvisieroagency.com/Saritza_Hernandez.html
 
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Last Call by Emily Minton & Shelley Sprinfield @EmilyMintonBks @ShelSpringfield @EJBookPromos

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Title: Last Call (The Landing Strip)
Author: Emily Minton & Shelley Springfield
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: July 24, 2017
Cover Artist: CoverMe Darling
He’s a fighter…
And he never gives up.
After giving the last sixteen years of his life to Uncle Sam, Lark Shelton finally puts down his gun and hangs up his uniform. Opening The Landing Strip bar with his two best friends and brothers at arms seems like the perfect escape from his past.
One night stands are all he will commit to, but when he encounters the feisty and sensual Paisley Black, Lark longs for something more–something deeper than his typical hook-ups. She’s everything he never knew he wanted, and he’s determined not to let her go.
USA Today Bestselling author, Emily Minton is a Kentucky native. She is proud to call the Bluegrass State home. She claims she bleeds blue–Wildcat Blue! Emily loves to read and has more books on her kindle than most people could read in a lifetime, but she intends to read every single one. She has published fifteen books, but there are many more floating around in her head.
 
Shelley was born and raised in Kentucky and doesn’t see herself leaving the bluegrass state anytime soon. Shelley and her husband have been together for sixteen years, and they share three beautiful daughters and one handsome son.


Although Grim Bastards is her first published novel, she has been a fan of romance reads for many, many years. Shelley loves all sorts of genres of romance but Contemporary, New Adult, and Romantic Comedy are her all-time favorites.

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Thorne: Rose’s Dark Awakening by RB O’Brien @EJBookPromos @rbobrien120

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Title – Thorne: Rose’s Dark Awakening (Book 3)
Author – R.B. O’Brien
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: June 17, 2017
“In the small hours
we are unadorned 
our psyche 
naked 
in death 
no more veiled intuition
we know who we truly are.” ~Sebastian Nox
At last, the highly-anticipated conclusion to William and Rose’s story is here!
When William Thorne meets the unassuming but beautiful Rose (Victoria) Wellington, he begins to unmask the true man he has buried for years under hired personal assistants and obsessive work behavior fighting the tobacco industry. But after another tragedy shakes him, all his demons resurface, awakened with ferocity. This time, he will leave Rose behind to protect her, and he will embrace the William that has kept him stable all these years.

With a confession about to go public in seeking atonement for his past deeds, deeds that very likely will land him in prison, William marvels at his Rose’s growth personally but saddens as she moves on in her love life and her career without him. He, too, tries to move on by hiring a beautiful, submissive personal assistant to fulfill all his salacious needs. Each time he sees Rose, his fight to stay away from the beauty becomes unbearable, but his impending future leaves little to change it.
The Thorne Series is a sensually erotic and deeply emotional story with twists that will make you go back to read from the very first page of the series all over again.

I placed the cool cloth against Rose’s forehead and she moaned, opening her lips slightly as Katie danced the ice into the opening. Rose’s eyes fluttered open and she pushed herself to get up, her eyes darting from me to Katie. She took the cloth in her hands from her forehead. “What happened?” she asked, embarrassed. “Sorry…I…I need to go. I was just…I will be going…”
“Sssssh,” I said. “Lie back down. Let us take care of you.”
 “Us?” Rose said with unease. “So, you two are…an us?” Tears started rolling down her cheeks, and I felt my stomach turn. I didn’t want to see her in any more pain ever again. God. Did I have to keep doing this to her over and over?
Katie looked at me, asking for permission to speak and I shook my head no.
“Rose,” I said sternly. “There is no us here. Katie was starting as my PA today. But guess what?”
Katie began to wipe Rose’s tears from her eyes and Rose looked at me, confused, emotional.
“William.” Rose sucked in her breath to stop the tears. “I need to go. This is too much, William. Please. I can’t handle seeing you…the two of you…oh my god…this…”
“Rose, stop it, and listen. The only us is you and me. I’m not going to fight it anymore. I can’t. I won’t.”
“But,” she started. “You clearly have fought it. You have clearly moved on.”
“Yes. I tried. But I can’t. I realize that now. I’ve always known it. I love you, Rose.” I kissed her lips, cold from the ice, and Katie hung her head.
“I’m sorry, Katie.” I said finally. “I will pay you in full.”
She looked up at me with pleading eyes. “Let me serve you.”
“I can’t, Katie. Not now. I can’t hire you. I was forcing something that I knew wasn’t right. You are lovely. Truly. But I can’t.”
I placed the water at Rose’s lips so she could drink and when she had finished, Katie sat at the top of the bed, Rose’s head on her lap. She stroked her hair back and looked at me. “Let me help before I go. That is what I wanted to ask you earlier. If I could please stay and help you. Serve you.”
I smiled and looked at Katie, her need to please me the only thing she cared about. I looked down at Rose and began to unbutton her dress. She trembled at my touch, and her eyes rolled into the back of her head. “William…what…what are you doing?”
I rolled her nipples in between my fingers, now free from the confines of her bra. I had plucked her breasts to sit atop the lacy fabric. I was going to have my way.
“Oh god.” She moaned.
Katie continued to stroke her hair to relax her, and I unbuttoned the rest of her dress to reveal her body, still slightly glistening from the heat and her exhaustion.
“Lift up,” I ordered and removed her underwear.
“William, please…what are you doing?” she asked again.
“What am I doing?” I said with a sarcastic tease. “I am going to make you feel good. And you are not going to stop it unless you use your safeword. You remember it, no?”
Her eyes shut and a tear slipped out.
“Hey. Sssssh. Let us make you feel good. Let me love you the best way I know how.”
“Oh, William. I can’t…No…this isn’t right…I can’t…”
“Ssssh,” I said again. “Safeword or nothing. But you can use it. Otherwise, give in, just as I am giving in. I love you.”
I nodded at Katie and stood up to get some bindings. One thing I knew about Rose: she would struggle to stay still and to accept the sensations.
I threw some double handcuffs over to Katie.
“Put those on her wrists. Then secure them to the bedpost with the other half.”
“Yes, sir,” Katie said, all too eager to please.
I looked down at the slightly trembling Rose and knew that even though she was nervous, she was aroused. “Take off all your clothes, Rose.”
She shook her head and I laughed. “Is that a safeword?”
She squeezed her eyes shut again.
Katie lifted her back and removed the dress. I removed the bra fully and nodded again to Katie to secure her wrists. I began to tie the rope around Rose’s ankles.
“William,” Rose whined, but the lust could not be denied. “I’ve missed you,” she said, surprising me.
I drew myself over her and kissed her. Hard. She began to cry again as her tongue pushed its way into my mouth. “I love you,” she managed to say as the force of her kiss broke for only a moment.
“I want to torture you right now, Rose, to bring you to unimaginable pleasure. Do you understand what I’m saying?”
She nodded.

 

“If it’s too much, use your safeword. I am starving for you.”
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R.B. O’Brien has always been drawn to the more taboo side of storytelling, even as a young adult, from hiding books from strict Catholic parents as a teen to getting lost in the erotic sections of bookstores for hours. As a writer, O’Brien explores the darker, erotic nature of relationships, those riddled with the reality of insecurities and human folly, exposing the vulnerability, emotional turmoil, and occasional pain that can come from losing oneself in the heat of passion. 


O’Brien holds a degree in English literature and happily resides in the Northeast of the United States. Her first series, the highly acclaimed Natalie’s Edge trilogy, is now available in ebook format, the third of which, Redemption, was nominated for the Golden Flogger Award for best BDSM romance. THORNE, O’Brien’s second dark romance suspense series is complete and available NOW, a tale where things are not what they seem. O’Brien has just released her award-winning series, formerly the Capture of Rosemary, The IMOGEN series. 

“To write is to descend, excavate, to go underground.”—Anais Nin.

O’Brien is a member on The Nu Romantics, a collaborative group who strives to redefine romance.

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Under Her Authority By: L.T. Shade @shade_lauren @starange13

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  Title: Under Her Authority
By: L.T. Shade
Publication Date: February 14, 2017
Genre: Erotic Romance
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No one tells Shane Williams what to do. His world. His rules. Which is why he ran away from home at eighteen to pursue his dream of making a name for himself outside of small-town Georgia. Ten years later, he is one of the hottest creative directors on the east coast and the majority shareholder in a digital media firm in Charlotte. Handing over the business portion of his company to his trusted friend and business partner, and keeping his true identity as the founder a secret, has its perks. But Shane is about to find out one of its flaws.

At the expense of her relationships, Rosemary Berkowitz has always done what it takes to succeed. As a female leader in an all-boys tech field, she’s tougher than nails. She may be a sweet country girl, but underneath her innocent exterior, Rose is a boss with an iron fist. She never backs down from a challenge, and when she wants something, she goes after it full force.

 No matter how sexy his smile is, the attention of a tattooed bad boy is the last thing Rose wants. After a club outing with her best friend turns into steamy night with a mysterious stranger, Rose wants nothing more than to move past her one-night stand—however amazing it was—and continue to mend her broken career. Little does Rose know that fate has other things in store for her.

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Lauren goes by the pen name L.T. Shade and lives in Miami, FL. She loves black coffee and sexy heroes. Not exactly in that order. Nothing makes Lauren happier than writing, or reading, about strong and capable heroines and their happily ever after’s.When she’s not writing, she spends her time reading, overdosing on Cuban coffee, interning as a book publicist and hanging out with her amazing family and her American Cocker Spaniel, Princess Albie.

Unforgettable by Jessika Klide @JessikaKlide @EJBookPromos

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Title: Unforgettable
Series: The Finale, Book 5 in Siri’s Saga
Author: Jessika Klide
Genre: Erotic Romance
Published: March 10, 2017


 Unforgettable, The Finale, Book 5 in Siri’s Saga.
Maximus Aurelius Moore and Siri Wright arrive in Vegas to combine their complicated lives, and to give the Alabama crew a bachelor party they will never forget, but before Siri’s last performance as Seary, the dark side of Sin City claims her.
What happens next is … unforgettable!
Everyone has secrets. Some are better at hiding them.

“This last of the series is so full of passion, love and what it means to actually find your soulmate. . . The whole book is perfection…” ~5 Star Goodreads Review (Lisa R.)


“Jessika Klide is an amazing storyteller that sucks you into the book and makes you feel like you are a part of it!! An absolutely phenomenal book and series!!” ~ 5 Star Goodreads Review (Vera M.)


“Jessika Kilde writes amazing romance, there is a heat and passion to her stories that are so good, they hook you in and means you can’t put the book down.” ~5 Star Goodreads Review (Sara)


I reach inside my jacket for my gun, but a heavy hand grabs my arm with steely force before I feel the cool metal of my security. I glance down to look at the hand before I try to snatch my arm away. It has a skull and cross bones ring with rubies for the eyes. Perfect! A bonafide Badass! I lift my foot a few inches, then stomp my heel on the asshole’s boot at the same time I jerk my arm away. My heel slides off the heavy leather without harm and the grip only tightens. I look up to see who is laughing at me, but he is wearing a black hoodie and his face is hidden.
“You Son Of A Bitch!” I spit. “Get your fucking hand off me!” My hair fans out as I try to shake him off. 
A deep, low, menacing chuckle is the only response I get. Then I see the knife.

Jessika Klide burst onto the romance scene in 2014 with her bestselling series, Siri’s Saga. It has steadily risen to the top of Amazon’s erotic romance list and has made her a favorite among fans who enjoy full length novels. 

Whether it’s Army, Navy, Air Force or Marines, military men make her swoon. Her alpha male hunks are heroes who they fall for her confident, smart, and sexy heroines. She believes in modern day fairy tales where love and lust form perfect unions, and the stars do align for true love. She also guarantees more than one happy ending. 

She is fun and flirty like the heroines she writes. 

“Jessika Klide is my pen name. I’m from LA … Lower Alabama. The Deep South. Since my mind is super slutty, it’s just better to use a pen name. Trust me on this! ;)”


   

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