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#NewRelease! ALPHA PREZ AND THE FIRST LADY’S SECRET WEAPON by Kendall Grey

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With guns like these, who needs the Second Amendment?

Terrorism. Corruption. Lawlessness.

Criminals are literally getting away with murder while career congressmen sit in their ivory towers, wringing their hands, calling each other names, and pointing fingers.

The American people are fed up with the same old empty promises from politicians. It’s time to elect a president who will kick some ass.

Enter Jake Hammer, the sexy-as-hell senator and presidential hopeful from Massachusetts. His stance on combating terrorism is as hard as his abs. His commitment to pound purveyors of corruption into submission makes his constituents swoon. His vow to nail criminals leaves female citizens breathless.

With a landslide sweep of the Electoral College, Jake and his mysterious new bride Setta are heading to the White House, but neither the president nor the first lady are what they seem. When a dangerous enemy from his past returns, their marriage may not be the only thing under fire. The country he worked so hard to save could go up in smoke.

Now, more than ever, the United States needs a hero.

Alpha Prez to the rescue.

* This action/adventure story contains adult language, a sizzling side of hot sex, and lots of law breaking. It is not appropriate for readers under the age of 18.

** No politicians, political parties, or feelings (I hope!) were harmed during the making of this novel. This story was written in good fun and is not intended to push any political agenda.

*** Laugh! It’s better than crying. 🙂

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Links for ALPHA PREZ AND THE FIRST LADY’S SECRET WEAPON:

Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/Alpha-First-Ladys-Secret-Weapon-ebook/dp/B01M4K2L1G/

Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Alpha-First-Ladys-Secret-Weapon-ebook/dp/B01M4K2L1G/

Amazon CA: https://www.amazon.ca/Alpha-First-Ladys-Secret-Weapon-ebook/dp/B01M4K2L1G/

Amazon AU: https://www.amazon.com.au/Alpha-First-Ladys-Secret-Weapon-ebook/dp/B01M4K2L1G/

iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/alpha-prez-first-ladys-secret/id1164494259

Barnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/alpha-prez-and-the-first-ladys-secret-weapon-kendall-grey/1124844322?ean=2940156701155

Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/ebook/alpha-prez-and-the-first-lady-s-secret-weapon

Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=JII-DQAAQBAJ

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/32603277-alpha-prez-and-the-first-lady-s-secret-weapon

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New Release! Romantic Suspense novel, Survivor, by Marissa Farrar

Special new release price of only $0.99 for the first 24 hours only!

When you are an author, inspiration comes from lots of different places. Sometimes it is overhearing a conversation between two strangers, sometimes it is from reading newspaper articles, it can even come from dreams. In the case of writing Survivor, my inspiration came from my husband’s love of survival shows.

I normally hate my husband’s television choices. We have completely opposite tastes. Where I love fantasy and drama, he prefers documentaries. But one evening we were sitting down to watch yet another show about a guy surviving out in the wild, only this time the survival guy had a minor celebrity with him. I joked to my hubby that she had only volunteered to go on the show so she could get up close and personal with the hot ex-SAS guy, and just that simple comment sparked a little flare of a story in my mind. Right away, I opened a new Word document and started typing.

And so, Survivor was born! If you go and grab your copy now (publication day) you can get it for the special price of only $0.99 instead of the regular price of $3.99!

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Broke and fallen from grace after her billionaire father is convicted of embezzlement, ‘It Girl’, Charlie Charleston has little choice but to accept the offer her agent makes for her to appear in the reality television show, Celebrity Survivor.

The thought of being stranded in the middle of nowhere without so much as a scrap of makeup, and all for the general public’s entertainment, scares the life out of her. Charlie hasn’t even so much as been camping before, never mind existed without any creature comforts, and with food she has to catch and kill herself.

Upon being introduced to ex-marine and survival expert Tyler Janson, the man who will be guiding her through all matters to do with surviving in the wild, she wonders if things might have started looking up.

The problem is Tyler seems to think she’s about as pointless as a pedicure, and nothing she does gets his attention.

But when their plane goes down in the middle of nowhere, something Charlie is sure is a set-up by the producers of the show, she is determined to show Tyler Janson exactly what she’s made of.

Like what you’ve read? Survivor is available to buy at the following places for $0.99 for the first 24 hours of publication only!

Amazon: getBook.at/Survivor

Barnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/survivor-marissa-farrar/1122536237

Apple: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1031089687

Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/survivor-41

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Marissa Farrar has always been in love with being in love. But since she’s been married for numerous years and has three young daughters, she’s conducted her love affairs with multiple gorgeous men of the fictional persuasion.

The author of fifteen novels, she has been a full time author for the last five years. She predominantly writes paranormal romance and urban fantasy, but has branched into contemporary fiction as well.

Her short stories have been accepted for a number of anthologies including, Their Dark Masters, Red Skies Press, Masters of Horror: Damned If You Don’t, Triskaideka Books; and 2013: The Aftermath, Pill Hill Press.

If you want to know more about Marissa, then please visit her website at www.marissa-farrar.blogspot.com. You can also find her at her facebook page, www.facebook.com/marissa.farrar.author or follow her on twitter @marissafarrar.

She loves to hear from readers and can be emailed at marissafarrar@hotmail.co.uk.

 

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NEW RELEASE! Destined for Genius is available now!

DestinedforGenius3DtransparentKurt Langston spent one night of hot, decadent sex with the love of his life. But she chose someone else. He’s sworn off relationships for good, preferring the company of online friends he’s never met, his only connections made through the internet. So when Destiny falls into his arms—literally—he lets her go. Love has no place in his life plan.

Destiny D’argo has no plans. No goal, no future aspirations. Just wing it. Her graphic design business pays the bills—barely—and her part-time waitress job fulfills her minimal need for personal interaction. She has no use for schedules or commitments, especially to a guy who happened to make a lucky catch. So why can’t she stop thinking about Kurt?

Their paths intersect again and again, and they can’t keep their hands off each other. Neither one of them wants this, but fate doesn’t seem to care. Can a free-spirited artist make a real connection with a structured computer genius? Or are they doomed from the start?

Now available everywhere!

And today is the last day my other 4 trashy romances are on sale for just 99 cents each. Don’t miss this rare promotion!

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New Release! Fallback by Lori Whitwam!

►►► #NewRelease ◄◄◄
FALLBACK (The Dead Survive Book 2) by Lori Whitwam, Author is available on Amazon!
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► Publisher: LIMITLESS PUBLISHING
►►► SYNOPSIS ◄◄◄
After being rescued from a brutal band of marauders, Ellen Hale rebuilt her life in the fortified neighborhood that became her home. A heartbreaking decision and devastating loss pushed her to become a fierce fighter, because weakness only got you and those you loved killed.
Now her community is facing a deadly threat, and Ellen has another choice to make.
Ellen volunteers as a member of fallback team three, tasked with establishing a temporary refuge for their citizens in the event their community is overrun by the enemy. As the danger intensifies, she and her adopted sister, Melissa, set off with the rest of their team on the road trip from hell.
Their mission is cloaked in secrecy, but suspicions of a traitor arise.
Something is affecting the zombies’ migration patterns, and when blacksmith Tyler Garrett is discovered trapped in a farmhouse, the team refuses to trust him. But Ellen believes his story, and it’s not just because of his rugged, blond good looks and soft-spoken manner—his skills can greatly benefit their team.
As the team struggles to reach the fallback, previously secure locations are overrun, and their chances of success seem remote. With the likelihood of a traitor nearly certain, and the lives of everyone she loves at risk, Ellen must figure out who to trust before the traitor—or the zombies—destroy them all.
Is there a spy among the fallback team,
or is there another threat lurking in the Kentucky hills?
►►► Meet the author ◄◄◄
LORI WHITWAM
Lori spent her early years reading books in a tree in northern West Virginia. The 1980s and 90s found her and her husband moving around the Midwest, mainly because it was easier to move than clean the apartment. After seventeen frigid years in Minnesota, she fled to coastal North Carolina in 2013. She will never leave, and if you try to make her, she will hurt you.
She has worked in public libraries, written advertising copy for wastewater treatment equipment, and managed a holistic veterinary clinic. Her current day job, conducted from her World Headquarters and Petting Zoo (her couch) is as the Managing Editor for Limitless Publishing, as well as editing for a select group of indie authors.
Her dogs are a big part of her life, and she has served or held offices in Golden Retriever and Great Pyrenees rescues, a humane society, a county kennel club, and her own chapter of Therapy Dogs International.
She has been a columnist and feature writer for auto racing and pet publications, and won the Dog Writers Association of America’s Maxwell Award for a series of humor essays.
Parents of a grown son, Lori and her husband were high school sweethearts, and he manages to love her in spite of herself. Some of his duties include making sure she always has fresh coffee and safe tires, trying to teach her to use coupons, and convincing the state police to spring her from house arrest in her hotel room in time for a very important concert. That last one only happened once—so far—but she still really, really appreciates it.
You can find her online at http://www.loriwhitwam.com.
Her Facebook author page is http://www.facebook.com/loriauthor.
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#NewRelease – The Delicate Matter of Lady Blayne by Natasha Blackthorne

I read Grey’s Lady by Natasha Blackthorne and now I’m hooked on her books. I’ve always loved historical trashy romance, and these books are loaded with steam. Yay! I love that her heroines struggle with their sexuality, something that’s accurate for the time period, and unfortunately, still relevant for today. Her newest release, The Delicate Matter of Lady Blayne, is available now and I scored a trashy excerpt. She’s having a giveaway on Facebook too. You’ll find all the details below.

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Catriona, Lady Blayne is recovering from a most delicate situation. Driven to the brink of madness by love for her late husband, a young man too ill to meet the demands of the marriage bed, she teeters on the brink of scandal. Now she must face the carnal temptation personified by her husband’s cousin and heir, James, the new Lord Blayne.

His sensual appeal, contrasted with his iron will and stern self-mastery fascinates her. She can’t help but ask: what if sensual indulgence is the only way out of her darkness? However, she is not free to explore the idea. There are those who seek to control the young widow, keeping her imprisoned through emotional manipulation and physical coercion. With her growing restlessness, the very people she loves and trusts the most are becoming an increasing danger to her sanity and safety.

James is determined to protect Catriona—but he will not soften to her again. She rejected him once and James can’t risk losing his heart a second time. As heir to the Blayne baronetcy, he must marry a woman socially and politically appropriate. Such a scandalously self-indulgent lady as Catriona won’t do. Yet the pretty girl he once knew has grown into a beautiful, curvaceous woman that is every man’s dream.

Especially his.

Now available on Amazon

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Excerpt: Erotic Historical Romance: 18+ adults only.

She had escaped her captors. Those who watched her.

Now Sunny stood by James’ bed, listening to the distant chime of the clock in the vestibule.

One single chime.

Soft snores issued from between his parted, sensual lips. Despite the late hour, he still wore a shirt and trousers. His collar lay open.

She picked up the hem of her nightdress and pulled it up, over her head, then tossed it aside. Cool air made gooseflesh erupt all over her. Tightened her nipples. She shivered then noticed a bottle on the night table. She picked it up and sniffed it. Whisky.

She hated whisky. But her mouth and throat were so hellishly dry. She put the bottle to her lips and took a tentative swig, coughing and sputtering then shuddering as the burn of liquor spread through her. The fire was thrilling. Stimulating. Forbidden to her. She took another drink. And another. When the bottle was drained, she replaced it on the night table. The bottle teetered and she caught it. The chamber seemed to tilt and turn.

She closed her eyes and licked her lips, waiting for the giddiness to ease. But it wasn’t passing too quickly, so she sat on his bed. Though the bed rocked, he made no sign that he’d noticed.

She considered the way he lay in the bed, as though he had flung himself there. She frowned. What cause had he to drink himself to sleep? Was he troubled by something?

What could possibly affect a Rock of Gibraltar that much?

He groaned softly in his sleep.

She smoothed the hair off his forehead, lingering a moment over the surprisingly silky texture of the inky black strands.

She slid her hand down the crisp linen shirt, down to the bare, hard flatness of his abdomen.

Once again, James moaned in his sleep. Sunny lay beside him and leaned close to his face. He snored softly between slightly parted lips and the scent of whisky and musky male sweat overwhelmed her.

She placed her mouth on his. His lips were soft yet firm. She pressed her lips to his more passionately. The lack of response sent a wave of frustration through her. She slid her hand down the cool linen of his shirt, down to where the shirt ended. The warmth of his flesh, the hardness of his muscled stomach, the line of coarse hair, it all set her pulses pounding.

She slid her hand further down, down, down, edging beneath the waistband of his trousers, searching until her fingers met the coarser, prickling hair and then the smooth warmth of his cock.

She caught her breath.

His erection swelled against her hand, making things very confined beneath his fall.

He groaned.

She did her best to stroke him in the limited space.

He groaned louder, harsher, rolling towards her. He grasped her hair, and the brush of his fingers sent tingling chills down the back of her neck. His hold tightened and he held her head in his grip.

Dull pain spread over her scalp and gooseflesh erupted along her nape, down her back. The sensation made her nipples harden and ache. She arched her back, pressing against his chest. The crisp linen of his shirt abraded her tight peaks. He pressed his lips to hers more firmly, definitely changing the balance of power between them.

She was no longer kissing him; he was kissing her.

Intense, delicious pressure.

He slid his hands down her back.

His touch sent waves of shivering pleasure through her. She writhed and the crisp linen of his shirt stimulated her nipples, sending sparks of fire shooting down deep into her belly. He slid his hands down to cup her buttocks, holding her writhing body still. Pressing her to his erection.

He was huge and so hard.

“Wench,” he muttered.

Did he think she was a tavern wench? Is that what pleased him?

He thrust his hips, grinding his throbbing heat against her aching nub. She was growing wetter and wetter, dampening the skin between her thighs.

He kissed her more intensely, the taste of whisky and carnal fire on his tongue as he stroked it against hers, sweeps of wet, sensual velvet. The stubble on his cheek scraped hers. She thrust her tongue back against his. He gripped her hair harder and deepened the kiss, in his ardor sucking away her breath.

She put her hands to his chest and pushed.

He lifted his mouth.

“James…,” she said breathlessly. Inside she was tingling, her blood thrumming. She gulped for air, still tasting the exquisite, fiery elixir of his kiss and wanting more. His whole body went stiff.

“Sunny?” His voice rang with disbelief.

He pulled away.

“No, no…” She grasped his shoulders and tugged with all her might to bring him back.

He propelled her from his body and spun her to face away from him so fast that her stomach lurched and the chamber seemed to spin. She gasped, trying to catch her breath, to regain her bearings. His cock pressed against the softness of her buttocks, rock hard and pulsing heat. She arched backwards, pressing herself against that glorious erection.

He shoved her further away from him…

His hands were like bands of iron, holding her wrists.

She tried to turn in his arms but he held her fast.

“Hold…still.” His words came between heavy pants.

She struggled all the harder but, truth told, she relished in his restraint.

It made her feel safe.

Odd, the restraints Dr. Meeker used when administering treatments never made her feel safe. They were a torment to her.

Confusion made her feel dizzy once more, and dry-mouthed fear tingled to life within her. The urge to flee sent her into an erratic beat and she wrenched her arms, trying now with desperation to free herself. She kicked backwards and shrieked a curse at him.

He seemed to freeze for a moment. Had she shocked him?

She kicked and pulled harder. One of her wrists came free, her arm flying free. She turned, halfway, and on instinct, let her hand continue flying. It made sharp stinging contact with his chest where his shirt gaped open.

His grip tightened on her remaining arm. Fear-fueled rage energized her. She reached for his face, clawing him.

His curse burnt her ears.

Something made contact with her buttock. The sound echoed sharply in the room. Shock hit her, made her freeze. In the next moment, a fiery sting spread over her bottom.

Rage overtook her fear, so strong, she screamed with it and kicked her legs and beat at his chest with her fists.

She cursed him roundly, demanding that he let her leave. Now.

He laid several more spanks on her posterior. Several very sharp spanks. Stinging pain spread over her buttocks.

She whimpered, stunned into stillness for the moment.

Still holding one wrist, he rolled her onto her back and flung a leg over hers, locking her into place.

She tried to resist him again but she was growing tired, her struggling becoming more like flailing.

And the maddening thing was, he simply watched her.

Watched her fight, watched her grow weaker.

Eventually, she went limp in his arms. Exhausted.

“What the devil, Sunny?”

“Let me go!”

“You want to go?” he asked, as though she hadn’t just spoken clear English.

“Yes, you-you-you…coxcomb!”

He regarded her seriously. “I don’t think I should let you go. At least not quite yet.”

She swallowed hard, trying to think of what to do or say.

“What are you about here, Sunny?”

He spoke in that same calm, serious tone he always did. Yet, now there was a hard edge beneath the calm.

Her mouth went even drier and she swallowed once more, delaying her response. Her racing heart was slowing.

Well, what the devil had just happened? Dizziness overcame her as she frowned, confused.

She’d come here to do what?

Seduce him.

Right.

She hadn’t expected his resistance. She certainly hadn’t expected his aggressive response. She had become frightened.

No, she had become frightened of her feelings toward him.

Just as when she’d been a girl. She ought not to have run away from him that night in the garden, so long ago. She ought to have allowed James to seduce her. They would have had to get married then, wouldn’t they? It wouldn’t have been her fault?

No, Freddy needed me.

And you let him down.

She frowned. That was the past and the past was set in stone. All her sins and failures were set in stone.

But the lesson is don’t be a ninny! Don’t run, seduce him!

How did women tempt gentlemen? Surely gentlemen had more refined tastes than commoners did.

Certainly kissing him and thrusting her hand down his trews and stroking his manly parts hadn’t worked. Yes, it had given him an erection—and what an erection! But it hadn’t placed her any closer to attaining her goal, either.

What else should she do? How did one seduce a Rock of Gibraltar?

“You’re drunk,” he said.

“No, no, I am not.”

“Just how much did you have to drink?”

Again, she heard the incredulousness in his voice.

She reached up with her free hand, intending to stroke the side of his face. To make an appeal.

He seized her wrist. “There’ll be no more of that.”

Hurt blossomed in her chest. Did he not trust her? “No, do no’ deny me. Take me. Make me yours.”

He was giving her the oddest look. “I think you said you’d like me to take you?” His frown deepened. “Bed you?”

She nodded avidly. “Yes, yes…oh, please, yes.”

He stared at her. Oh, his expression! As though she’d suddenly sprouted horns. Did she repulse him that much?

She wriggled against the coverlet, the contact making her aware of the lingering sting on her buttocks.

He had actually spanked her!

Why had he been so intent on detaining her if he hadn’t wanted what she had offered him?

He laughed softly.

“You think it is amusing?” she asked. Shame burnt into her.

He brushed the hair off the side of her neck then and traced a fingertip along the cord down to her collarbone. “I didn’t think I needed to lock my door against you, Sunny.”

How cruel and mocking he was! She had never known this cruel side to him.

He leaned forward and pressed his lips to her neck. The soft-firm touch of his mouth sent shivers through her. Making her nipples tighten.

Making her more confused than ever.

“You don’t really want this,” he said.

His assured tone puzzled her. Hadn’t she come here naked to his bed? What man would ask himself aught beyond that? “I do, I do,” she said.

“Much as I’d love to oblige you, my lady, you’re too foxed to know what you are doing.” He kissed her nape again, this time opening his mouth. Heated breath blew on her flesh, and then the slight bite of teeth.

Wild shivers of pleasure chased down to her belly, tightening her nipples all the more and sending gooseflesh all over her body.

Despite the kindness in his voice, he had been teasing her. Mocking her. How foolish of her to have come here.

To have thought he might still want her.

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#NewRelease! Cut Too Deep by Marissa Farrar

cuttoodeepadvertGuys like Ryker Russo don’t notice girls like Jenna Armstrong. Constantly on the move, Jenna doesn’t want to settle down anywhere. As long as her latest motel room has a television, wi-fi, and a vending machine, she will make do. It isn’t just Jenna’s curves that make her self conscious. Beneath her clothes she hides a secret, one that she is running from.

But when her car breaks down, leaving her without a mode of transport to get to the next town, mechanic Ryker seems to show an interest in her. With his muscles, tattoos, and piercings, Ryker has trouble literally written all over him. Jenna can’t understand why he would want to be seen with a fat girl like her, and besides, she needs to keep moving. Time is running out and she’s terrified if she stays in one place, her past will catch up to her.

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Excerpt:

CutTooDeep2Ryker turned to her, the laughter fading. She caught the look in his eye and it wasn’t one of humor. She bit her lower lip in mock coyness as his eyes raked up and down her body. He took a step toward her, pushing her back into the wall behind. His movements were rough and urgent, grabbing at her clothes to yank her t-shirt over her head while she fumbled at the button of his jeans. He pressed her body up against the wall with the length of his own, kissing her hard, his fingers laced in her hair. His kisses were hard enough to leave her lips bruised, but she returned his urgency, their tongues meeting and sliding together. The silver ball of his piercing grated against her tongue, sending shivers of desire through her body. She wanted to get her hands on his naked skin, and she needed to do it right now. She couldn’t stand the idea of any clothing separating them.

They broke the kiss just long enough to pull t-shirts over their heads and rid each other of their jeans, Ryker losing his shorts with the denim. He grabbed her wrists with one hand, pinning them above her head against the wall behind her, while his other hand delved down, into her panties.

Held against the wall like this, helpless and at Ryker’s mercy, she moaned as his fingers slid through her pubic hair and down, between her inner lips. He pushed a finger inside her and then added another, curling his digits inward to find the secret spot on her inner wall that made her whole body throb. She cried out with pleasure. He kissed her neck, and across her shoulder, slipping her bra strap down and exposing one breast. His mouth closed over her nipple with a wet heat, his teeth grating.

Jenna’s breathing became more frantic. Only his hand holding her wrists and his fingers insider her held her up, or her legs would have given out, leaving her in a crumpled heap on the floor.

Her arousal started to build in a tightened coil deep in her belly, building higher and higher as he increased his movements inside her. She tried to tug her hands away, wanting something to grab hold of, but he held her firm. His teeth gently sank into her nipple, sending a sharp jolt of pain directly down between her legs and she unraveled, crying out her pleasure louder than she meant to.

Ryker slipped his fingers from her and used his body to hold her up as she collapsed against him. She panted, her forehead rested on his chest, looking down. His arousal was evident, bobbing up to meet her gaze.

She wanted to repay him.

Jenna dropped to her knees and held his length in her hand, steadying him. Ryker gazed down at her, his lips slack, his eyes hooded with need. He reached out and put his palms flat against the wall, steadying himself.

Jenna parted her lips against the shiny, smooth end of him, inhaling the musky scent that was purely Ryker Russo. She licked the salty drop of his desire and then sank her mouth down over his length.

Ryker gasped above her and she glanced up to see his eyes closed, his lips parted. She swirled her tongue around him and increased her pace and suction. He grew even harder in her mouth and she reached out to gently cup his balls and squeeze.

His eyes flew open, locking her gaze with his. “Fuck, Jenna,” was all he managed before he reached down to drag her back up again and tore her remaining underwear from her body.

“Wait,” she said, forcing herself to be sensible. “We need protection.”

“It’s okay, I’m clean.”

“Yeah, so am I, but that’s not the only thing to worry about.”

“Jenna, if you happened to get pregnant, I would be the happiest guy in the world.”

She kissed him. “You’re crazy. But this isn’t the most stable place I’ve been in my life, so get us some protection.”

He gave a smirk. “Whatever you want.”

He grabbed the condom from his drawer and quickly sheathed himself.

She held her arms out to him and gave him a wicked grin. “Now come here and do me.”

He slammed her hard against the wall, and hooked one of her legs around his hip, opening her up to him. His hard length pressed against her most intimate part and with a forceful thrust, he pushed up inside her, filling her. Jenna cried out, her head falling back against the wall. Ryker’s mouth was on her throat, grazing her skin with his teeth, as he thrust again and again. She gripped her nails into the muscles of his shoulders, her body jerking with every movement, her heel digging into his taut ass. One of his hands grabbed the curve of her bottom, while the other roughly held her breast. She didn’t care that their love-making was rough and brutal. It was as if he was trying to claim her for his own, fuck her into submission.

Jenna’s orgasm powered through her, grasping tight to Ryker as he let out a guttural groan and held himself deep inside her.

They clutched each other, their breathing gradually returning to normal. Ryker dropped a kiss on her shoulder and then pushed her hair away from her face with one hand.

“I fucking love you, Jenna. Don’t ever leave me, okay?”

She pressed her lips together. “I love you, too,” she told him.

But she couldn’t promise she would never leave.

Author Bio:

Marissa Farrar has always been in love with being in love. But since she’s been married for multiple years and has three young daughters, she’s conducted her love affairs with multiple gorgeous men of the fictional persuasion.

The author of seventeen novels and numerous short stories, she has successfully self-published for the last five years. She predominantly writes paranormal romance and urban fantasy, but has branched into contemporary fiction as well.

If you would like to know more about Marissa, you can usually find her hanging out on her facebook page https://www.facebook.com/marissa.farrar.author . You can also tweet her at http://twitter.com/MarissaFarrar

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#NewRelease! Midnight Raven by Becca Boucher

Midnight Raven – Book 2 of Becca Boucher’s The Moon Series is available now! And I scored a steamy excerpt.

When Cace asked me to join him, I felt a strange fluttering in my stomach. The fluttering turned to a heat that radiated from my core all the way down to my toes. After the crazy hour we had just endured—hell, after the last three days I had endured—I wanted nothing more than to lose myself in another person. But what would he expect in the morning? I averted my eyes as my face flushed. Cace stood naked in front of me. Exposed and vulnerable. He had asked nothing of me up to this point, just had accepted me into his family. He held out his hand, the blood from his wound slowly drying up.

Lifting my face, I met his eyes and nodded. Slowly taking my clothes off, I never broke my gaze from his. When I was down to my bra and panties, I could see the bruises forming on my lower body from the crash, and noticed the raw scrape across my side. Adrenaline must have masked the pain, but I would surely feel it in the morning. Cace turned from me with a look of primal longing and started the shower.

As the room filled with steam, he walked up to me and reached behind my back, undoing my bra. As the silky fabric slipped to the floor, he drew in a sharp intake of breath.

“Kat, you are stunning.”

Reaching up, I traced the line Morgana had burned into his flesh and he winced. I leaned in and pressed my lips to the cut, then softly traced kisses up and down the line, making my way to his neck and nibbling. Never had I lost myself in the moment with a man. Allowed myself to be so tender. Even with Aaron I had let him lead and wanted it done as soon as it could be. But Cace was different. He made me feel heat and longing I never knew existed.

He placed his finger under my chin and lifted my face to his, pressing his lips to mine. Closing my eyes, I parted my lips and invited him in, threading my fingers through his hair. I felt his desire grow as our chests pressed together. “Are you sure about this?” His voice was husky with desire.

“I’ve never been surer.” Taking his hand I led him over to the shower and pulled us both in under the hot water. It felt fantastic to my sore body, and stung where it hit the raw flesh of my side. But it let me know I was alive. Alive to take in this stunning man before me.

He grabbed the puff hanging on the showerhead and the bottle of soap. Lathering it up, he tenderly washed every inch of my body as I closed my eyes and relished his touch. Sensual and needy. I hadn’t realized how much I missed the touch of a man. Then he kissed me from head to toe, sucking on each nipple and massaging my back, until my moans turned louder. Looking up at me and smiling, he moved lower. Kneeling, he kissed me where I most needed it, licking and stroking at my folds, softly parting me and placing a finger in me until I couldn’t take it anymore and screamed his name as I came in a wave of color and light.

Coming back to myself, I pushed him up against the shower wall and grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him in for a deep kiss. Tasting myself on him aroused me even more, and I held on to him for dear life as I wrapped my legs around his waist and he hoisted me up and entered me.

We met each other thrust for thrust until he screamed my name and poured himself into me. Sliding down the shower wall, we sat under the warm water and caught our breath, holding onto each other for dear life until the water grew cold.

Midnight Raven

Kat Brennan was a loner. Trust no one, and don’t let anyone in, was the mantra she lived her life by. The few times she had, it ended badly. Now alone and bitter she’s facing the consequences of her actions. Until one night a chance encounter with a raven sets into motion a range of events, and desires, she thought she had buried long ago.

Cace Matthews was a successful doctor to the outside world. He seemingly had it all, good looks, a fast paced career, and a prestigious new job. But no one knew the real Cace. The shifter who searched for the truth, the end to the curse that had been placed on his family.

When the two cross paths it leads to discovery and passion.

Can Kat accept her true lineage and the magic that surrounds her? More importantly, can she let go of decades old resentments and let herself find true love? Can Cace bridge the gap between family commitments, and the desire to be himself, all while navigating his true feelings for Kat? And will they both live to see midnight?

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Hunting the Moon, Book 1 in The Moon Series available on Amazon, Barnes & Noble  and Smashwords.

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The Twisted Mosaic goes on tour!

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NEW RELEASE! Their Twisted Love is now available!

Their Twisted Love – The Twisted Mosaic, Book 2 releases today! It’s now available on Amazon, B&N, and Smashwords.

Alex has everything he wants. He loves the power that comes with his job, and fooling around with his boss provides the illicit kink he needs. He’s in charge and trusts no one.

Will should’ve learned something from his disastrous past, but he’s distanced himself from everyone who loved him, keeping the pain in protective custody. He has no use for entanglements.

Talia has a new man, safe and secure—and boring as hell. She won’t sleep with him until she knows she wants only him. But she can’t forget, or forgive, the men who indulged her wildest fantasies and violated her trust.

They’re happy apart… until Alex’s case forces them back together, and Talia discovers she still craves both her former lovers. Can only one love her enough to satisfy her twisted desires and provide the stability she needs?

Sometimes, the wrong reasons are the only reasons.

The final piece of the twisted mosaic, His Twisted Choice, available July 22, 2013.

Her Twisted Pleasures – The Twisted Mosaic, Book 1 is now available on Kindle (99 cents thru 5/31!)Bookie JarBarnes & Noble and Smashwords. Also available in paperback.

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More titles available from Evolved Publishing.

I’m still not sure why I wrote The Twisted Mosaic. I didn’t write it for the market. I think I just indulged in my favorite fantasy (MFM) with my favorite guys. There’s no deeper meaning, no profound message. Just a slow-day-at-work, sweet-dream-seed, sex fantasy that took on a life of its own. And if this is the kind of thing that lives in my eternal soul, I’ve got a confirmed one-way ticket to hell. (Or maybe a three-way ticket. 😉 )

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Their Twisted Love Coming Monday!

And I do mean coming. 😉

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My assistant crossed the room and let Talia Stone back into my life.

“Hello, Alex. You look… just as I expected.” Her eyes lit up and a smirk twisted her lips as her gaze travelled down my chest.

What the hell is so funny? I glanced down and noticed my shirt buttoned up crooked. I’d gotten dressed in a hurry after fucking Joan this morning. Had it been off-center all day?

“Talia. Good to see you.” My God. She looked even more beautiful the last time I saw her… sweaty and naked on the floor in Will’s arms.

Their Twisted Love – The Twisted Mosaic, Book 2 is now available on AmazonB&N, and Smashwords.

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