Wednesday, December 30, 2015
Slave To Love by Julie A. Richman: Excerpt Reveal
Mixing business and pleasure is never a good idea. Or is it?
Find out in Slave to Love by
Julie A Richman releases January 14th!
Add to your TBR at: http://bit.ly/SlaveToLoveTBR
Tuesday, December 29, 2015
Hooked Up #1 by Arianne Richmonde: Release Blitz + Giveaway
Title: Hooked Up
Series: Hooked Up #1
Author: Arianne Richmonde
Genre: Erotic/Contemporary Romance
Release Date: December 28, 2015
Blurb
I believed in sex, once upon a time. And passion. But now my life as a single, divorced career girl living alone in New York City was all about work. I hadn't had a date in years.
But then he came along . . . Alexandre Chevalier. The French CEO billionaire of HookedUp, the social media phenomenon that had taken the world by storm.
He was the most beautiful man I'd ever seen, and with eyes so green they seared into my soul.
Like a flash of lighting he struck me down . . . his touch was electric, and I knew my life was irrevocably changed. I'd never be the same again.
He awakened every fiber of my being, ignited every cell in my body.
He awakened every fiber of my being, ignited every cell in my body.
And just when I thought things couldn't be more perfect . . .
It all came crashing down.
I'd had it with all the crazy women in my life: the models, the movie stars, even my power-hungry sister and business partner. If you'd had a past like mine, you'd understand.
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I'd had it with all the crazy women in my life: the models, the movie stars, even my power-hungry sister and business partner. If you'd had a past like mine, you'd understand.
I just wanted a normal relationship with a normal woman . . .
And then I met her . . . Pearl Robinson.
And then I met her . . . Pearl Robinson.
She was perfect for me.
Or so I thought.
But I was in for a shocking surprise when I found out the truth . . .
Of who she really was.
HOOKED UP is a series of three, full-length novels averaging 300+ print pages each, to be released at intervals of one month and three weeks.
Disclaimer: If your e-reader should melt while reading this series, the author cannot be held responsible.
Pearl fans take note: this is a new, reedited version of the Pearl books, told in dual POV throughout. The series is primarily for NEW readers, or those who would like to immerse themselves, once again, in Pearl and Alexandre's passionate love story, so please do not expect a new storyline.
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HOOKED UP is a series of three, full-length novels averaging 300+ print pages each, to be released at intervals of one month and three weeks.
Disclaimer: If your e-reader should melt while reading this series, the author cannot be held responsible.
Pearl fans take note: this is a new, reedited version of the Pearl books, told in dual POV throughout. The series is primarily for NEW readers, or those who would like to immerse themselves, once again, in Pearl and Alexandre's passionate love story, so please do not expect a new storyline.
Excerpt
(Alexandre):
I was trying so hard to limit the complications in my life—e.g. limit the amount of women. Hone it down to just one.
I didn’t consider myself a “multi-tasker” by nature—not even when it came to women.
Quality, not quantity, was what I was aiming for.
But it was proving to be a tough call.
I was beginning to realize that my mantra of treating women well was backfiring on me.
You see I have a code:
• No woman is a “slut.” Ever. I do not use that word in my vocabulary. If a woman is sleeping around or being promiscuous it’s because she is searching: for love, for a good time, for a good orgasm, for an escape. Or maybe even for money. For whatever reason it may be, no man (or woman) has a right to judge her.
• Always call a woman after a date. Even if you never want to see her again. Why? Because it’s polite. Tell her you had a nice time. Treat others as you would like to be treated yourself, especially women.
• Don’t bullshit a woman. Don’t say, “I’ll call you,” if you don’t mean it. If you just want sex, make that clear from the beginning. Don’t make promises you can’t keep.
• Always walk her home at night, drive her home or call a cab. Pay for the cab yourself. Make sure she has unlocked her door before you drive away.
• Don’t invite yourself into her house. Like a vampire, let yourself be invited.
• Don’t fuck another man’s girl, no matter how tempting.
• The most important rule of all: When you fuck her, let her come first.
I was trying so hard to limit the complications in my life—e.g. limit the amount of women. Hone it down to just one.
I didn’t consider myself a “multi-tasker” by nature—not even when it came to women.
Quality, not quantity, was what I was aiming for.
But it was proving to be a tough call.
I was beginning to realize that my mantra of treating women well was backfiring on me.
You see I have a code:
• No woman is a “slut.” Ever. I do not use that word in my vocabulary. If a woman is sleeping around or being promiscuous it’s because she is searching: for love, for a good time, for a good orgasm, for an escape. Or maybe even for money. For whatever reason it may be, no man (or woman) has a right to judge her.
• Always call a woman after a date. Even if you never want to see her again. Why? Because it’s polite. Tell her you had a nice time. Treat others as you would like to be treated yourself, especially women.
• Don’t bullshit a woman. Don’t say, “I’ll call you,” if you don’t mean it. If you just want sex, make that clear from the beginning. Don’t make promises you can’t keep.
• Always walk her home at night, drive her home or call a cab. Pay for the cab yourself. Make sure she has unlocked her door before you drive away.
• Don’t invite yourself into her house. Like a vampire, let yourself be invited.
• Don’t fuck another man’s girl, no matter how tempting.
• The most important rule of all: When you fuck her, let her come first.
Author Bio
ARIANNE RICHMONDE is the USA TODAY bestselling author of the suspense novel STOLEN GRACE, and The Pearl Series books.
She lives in the French countryside amidst vineyards, with her wonderful French husband, two dogs, two cats, and other creatures that try to sneak their way into their old, stone farmhouse, which the couple restored themselves. On most days, you'll find Arianne cleaning sixteen paws worth of mud off the floors . . . that's when she's not immersed in creating lovable but dysfunctional characters for her novels (and a villain or two), while sipping Bordeaux paired with dark chocolate.
You can join her mailing list to win prizes and receive sneak peaks of her upcoming books: http://goo.gl/zo6ugG (copy and paste to your browser). Or join her on Facebook: facebook.com/AuthorArianneRichmonde or Twitter: @A_Richmonde - she loves to hear from readers.
Author Links
Giveaway
Wednesday, December 23, 2015
21 Reasons You Never Forget Your First Time: For The First Time Anthology
YOU NEVER FORGET YOUR FIRST TIME…....
From young heartbreak to a virginity auction, from the chance meeting to the happily ever after, twenty-one exclusive stories explore first love in all its forms.
Tuesday, December 15, 2015
Blog Tour + Review Stop: Forget Cinderella by Tracey Champion
Blog Tour
Forget Cinderella
By Tracey Champion
Dec 8th - Dec 15th
Title: Forget Cinderella
By: Tracey Champion
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: December 7, 2015
~~ Synopsis for Forget
Cinderella (True Loves Fairytale 1)
Cinderella (True Loves Fairytale 1)
Cara Mia
It all begins with my story.
I was Momma’s beautiful, happy,
hippie princess. Then I was lost, sad and closed off. I wanted the fairy tale,
I wanted to be Cinderella.
hippie princess. Then I was lost, sad and closed off. I wanted the fairy tale,
I wanted to be Cinderella.
When I was preparing to start life on
my own my story took on twists and turns I never expected. I decided to take some
time to turn my story around. I wanted a happily ever after that was almost
impossible until I met Amber, my friend, and she made me realize my story
wasn’t where it was meant to be.
my own my story took on twists and turns I never expected. I decided to take some
time to turn my story around. I wanted a happily ever after that was almost
impossible until I met Amber, my friend, and she made me realize my story
wasn’t where it was meant to be.
Then Jordan came along, my prince,
and now my story is out of my hands. I’ve found what I was missing and I didn’t
even know it, but it may all be taken away from me. I may even be taken away
from this wonderful life I’ve built and the people I’ve surrounded myself with.
My beautiful life could be gone and my fairytale forgotten. I don’t even have a
glass slipper to help me.
and now my story is out of my hands. I’ve found what I was missing and I didn’t
even know it, but it may all be taken away from me. I may even be taken away
from this wonderful life I’ve built and the people I’ve surrounded myself with.
My beautiful life could be gone and my fairytale forgotten. I don’t even have a
glass slipper to help me.
Love. Sex. More Hott
Sex. Mystery. Suspense. Forget Cinderella has it all.
Cara Mia is a former
Princess who grew up believing in the perfect happy ever after as told by her
mom as a child. Her perfect life as
momma’s baby girl is shattered when life takes a different path.
Instead of living the life
as a princess, she finds herself an orphan. Lucky for her, friends of the family
decided to step in and make Cara a part of their home. “Once Upon” her 18th Birthday,
she decides to grab her independence, find a job and an apartment.
She meets her future BFFs
and the love of her life, Jordon aka JT.
Forget Cinderella is the millennials
adaptation of a classic fairytale that tells the story of Cara Mia, an almost
innocent childlike young lady who is force to deal with life as an orphan after
the death of her mom. Cara’s life takes
a wonderful turn when she meets the man of her dreams Jordon.
The story that follows is
filled with surprises, mystery and suspense.
I started this book thinking I was going to read about “Girl Meets Boy,
Girl falls in love with Boy, Girl lose Boy and Girl finds Boy at the end”. Instead I become a viewer to an episode of
Criminal Minds. The storyline and plot
was pleasantly surprising.
This debut novel from the
author can hold your attention. It can
also create a sense of caring about the characters. That’s a plus considering I did not gel well
with Cara’s “momma said” inner monologue.
I’m not sure if the author intended for the voice of the story to be
very childlike however the character development made up for it.
My review: 3.75 KINK Review
**I was gifted a copy
of this book by the author in exchange for an honest review
“Cara Mia!” I startled when I heard
Jordan. Why was he not talking to Hanna?
Jordan. Why was he not talking to Hanna?
I hadn’t been expecting him to walk
away from the conversation with Hanna. I understood what had to be done. This
was to finalize their relationship or whatever, maybe. I wasn’t expecting him
to be paying attention to my conversation with his sister. I shouldn’t be a
distraction to him, I’m not that important.
away from the conversation with Hanna. I understood what had to be done. This
was to finalize their relationship or whatever, maybe. I wasn’t expecting him
to be paying attention to my conversation with his sister. I shouldn’t be a
distraction to him, I’m not that important.
I had sworn Amber wouldn’t know I was
upset. I was afraid if I said my true feelings they would mess everything up.
However, I said "he's not mine." The truth was, I was infatuated with
everything about Jordan.
upset. I was afraid if I said my true feelings they would mess everything up.
However, I said "he's not mine." The truth was, I was infatuated with
everything about Jordan.
When he pulled me away from the group
to talk, not only was I trying to hide my tears, I was trying to hide my
feelings. He makes every nerve in my body go on the fritz when he’s around and
the time apart was hurting me.
to talk, not only was I trying to hide my tears, I was trying to hide my
feelings. He makes every nerve in my body go on the fritz when he’s around and
the time apart was hurting me.
"What did you say to my sister
that upset you?" Jordan’s voice was calm as he stared at me. I was looking
at my feet knowing if I looked up a bad case of tears and word vomit would
happen. Embarrassing myself was not in the cards today. How could he know I
said something that upset me? He shouldn’t have been paying attention to me?
But since he had he gave me no real choice, but to say something to him.
that upset you?" Jordan’s voice was calm as he stared at me. I was looking
at my feet knowing if I looked up a bad case of tears and word vomit would
happen. Embarrassing myself was not in the cards today. How could he know I
said something that upset me? He shouldn’t have been paying attention to me?
But since he had he gave me no real choice, but to say something to him.
"We were talking about how I had
let you go talk to Hannah. I know the talk is needed and I don't want to be in
the way..." I was now fidgeting with my fingers, trying to calm myself. I
knew better than to mess with my fingers. I knew I kind of told him a lie, but
that doesn’t work so easily with Jordan around.
let you go talk to Hannah. I know the talk is needed and I don't want to be in
the way..." I was now fidgeting with my fingers, trying to calm myself. I
knew better than to mess with my fingers. I knew I kind of told him a lie, but
that doesn’t work so easily with Jordan around.
I was missing him and hating myself
for our time apart. What made this worse was I could smell his soap from
earlier and that male scent that was just Jordan. I could almost feel the heat from
his body, he was so close to mine that it was intoxicating to my system.
for our time apart. What made this worse was I could smell his soap from
earlier and that male scent that was just Jordan. I could almost feel the heat from
his body, he was so close to mine that it was intoxicating to my system.
"You’re lying to me,"
Jordan said as he took my chin and forced me to look up at him. "What was
the last thing you said to my sister?"
Jordan said as he took my chin and forced me to look up at him. "What was
the last thing you said to my sister?"
I could not help the tear that
slipped from my eye, or the hiccup when I spoke. "I....I told Amber that
you’re not mine."
slipped from my eye, or the hiccup when I spoke. "I....I told Amber that
you’re not mine."
"Is that why you’re upset? Cara,
then make me yours. I know I already am, but if you feel you need to make me
yours, do it. I don't care how you do it, either. I have been yours from the
first day we met. All I’m doing is talking to Hannah, you have me, not her.
Stop this silliness about a damn girl code." He smiled and gave me a
sweet, little kiss as he wiped away the tears.
then make me yours. I know I already am, but if you feel you need to make me
yours, do it. I don't care how you do it, either. I have been yours from the
first day we met. All I’m doing is talking to Hannah, you have me, not her.
Stop this silliness about a damn girl code." He smiled and gave me a
sweet, little kiss as he wiped away the tears.
I knew he wasn't going to tell me
something that wasn’t true. I put myself into this situation. We finished up
and walked back towards the group. Jordan held my hand in his with our fingers
laced together.
something that wasn’t true. I put myself into this situation. We finished up
and walked back towards the group. Jordan held my hand in his with our fingers
laced together.
I was still trying to figure out what
he said "make me yours." How do I do that? I was lost in thought, and
he surprised me when he stopped suddenly.
he said "make me yours." How do I do that? I was lost in thought, and
he surprised me when he stopped suddenly.
"Oh fuck this." Jordan
turned and tugged me closer before his big, muscular body and bent down.
"Better hold on, Cara Mia." I was in complete shock. He used my full
first name in front of everyone. Before I could register everything he was
picking me up. He had my legs wrapped around him in front of all our friends. I
had no time to be embarrassed.
turned and tugged me closer before his big, muscular body and bent down.
"Better hold on, Cara Mia." I was in complete shock. He used my full
first name in front of everyone. Before I could register everything he was
picking me up. He had my legs wrapped around him in front of all our friends. I
had no time to be embarrassed.
"You want to make me yours, Cara
Mia? Kiss me," he said in a commanding whisper that sent an electric shock
to my system. My eyes had to be wide and my heart was about to just jump
straight out of my chest. Kiss him, in front of everyone. Oh dear lord!
Mia? Kiss me," he said in a commanding whisper that sent an electric shock
to my system. My eyes had to be wide and my heart was about to just jump
straight out of my chest. Kiss him, in front of everyone. Oh dear lord!
"Cara Mia stop thinking and kiss
me!" I obliged because how could I say no to him? I brought my hands up to
cup his face. Then lightly brushed my nose against his and placed a sweet
simple kiss against Jordan's lips. I was lucky with all the shaking he didn’t
drop me.
me!" I obliged because how could I say no to him? I brought my hands up to
cup his face. Then lightly brushed my nose against his and placed a sweet
simple kiss against Jordan's lips. I was lucky with all the shaking he didn’t
drop me.
"Cara Mia...my beloved...I asked
you to kiss me, try one more time." Jordan was smiling, and I could hear
the hint of laughter in his voice. He knew I was nervous, who wouldn’t be in
this position with everyone watching.
you to kiss me, try one more time." Jordan was smiling, and I could hear
the hint of laughter in his voice. He knew I was nervous, who wouldn’t be in
this position with everyone watching.
I again went in for a little kiss,
but this time he lightly tapped me on the ass making me gasp. That was enough
for me to open my mouth and for him to deepen the kiss. We held that position
for what seemed like a long time. His scent taking any thoughts from my mind,
while my legs wrapped tighter around his back, his tongue dancing with mine.
All I could do was enjoy it.
but this time he lightly tapped me on the ass making me gasp. That was enough
for me to open my mouth and for him to deepen the kiss. We held that position
for what seemed like a long time. His scent taking any thoughts from my mind,
while my legs wrapped tighter around his back, his tongue dancing with mine.
All I could do was enjoy it.
After what seemed like way too long
for a public display of kissing, Jordan carefully let me down. On trembling
legs, I felt like I was about to become a puddle in the sand. Now how was I
going to go back to the girls and explain this? Let alone he still has to
finish his talk with Hannah.
for a public display of kissing, Jordan carefully let me down. On trembling
legs, I felt like I was about to become a puddle in the sand. Now how was I
going to go back to the girls and explain this? Let alone he still has to
finish his talk with Hannah.
Jordan took me by the hand and pulled
me closer to his body. Close enough that he could whisper in my ear. "Cara
if you have any doubts about me being yours I think that kiss proved enough.
More importantly, I just made you, MINE." He growled the last word as he
kissed my cheek and walked away with a little laugh.
me closer to his body. Close enough that he could whisper in my ear. "Cara
if you have any doubts about me being yours I think that kiss proved enough.
More importantly, I just made you, MINE." He growled the last word as he
kissed my cheek and walked away with a little laugh.
Tracey Champion was born and raised
in Phoenix, Arizona and now reside in Tennessee with her husband and children.
She is a stay at home mom, home-school teacher and support for her family.
Tracey is a hopeless romantic who’s first love story was Dirty Dancing and
Pretty Woman. She has a love for anything Disney. Tracey began writing in
elementary school and wrote more in high school. Her passion will always be
with in the stories whether she writes them or reads them.
in Phoenix, Arizona and now reside in Tennessee with her husband and children.
She is a stay at home mom, home-school teacher and support for her family.
Tracey is a hopeless romantic who’s first love story was Dirty Dancing and
Pretty Woman. She has a love for anything Disney. Tracey began writing in
elementary school and wrote more in high school. Her passion will always be
with in the stories whether she writes them or reads them.
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