Nov 21, 2014

Beachwalk Press Series Spectacular Event Tour Six





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The Baby Contract by Olivia Starke




Genre(s): Erotic Contemporary Romance


Having a baby is Abby's dream. Will Liam's enemies stop her happily ever after?

Liam Whitmore III is floored by the surprise stipulation in his father's will—provide an heir within one year or he'll lose the controlling portion of Whitmore Incorporated to his cousin Spencer. The corporation is Liam's life. He'll do anything to keep his cousin's hands off of it, including finding a woman who'll bear his child. Though finding the right woman seems an impossible task since he doesn't have room in his life for anything except running the company. He doesn't want a wife, just an heir.

Abby Haden's family is about to lose their ranch, the only life her ailing father and brother have ever known. She feels helpless and is desperate to help. When the most coveted bachelor in Austin, Liam Whitmore III, also known as the Takeover Tyrant, offers to pay her to have his child it seems too incredible to be true. She's all but given up hope of ever having a baby. Not only will her dream of being a mother come true, but she can also save the family ranch.

It was just supposed to be a business deal, but Abby and Liam find it hard to keep their hearts out of what it takes to make a baby. Even as they sort out their feelings, others have their eye on Whitmore Incorporated. Liam and Abby will soon discover how far they'll go to make sure Abby never produces that heir.

Content Warning: contains graphic sex, explicit language, mild violence, and a heroine with a history of domestic abuse

~Excerpt~





Abby closed her eyes tight and pressed send on her phone. Liam's phone rang once, twice, three times. A bit relieved, she waited to be routed to his voicemail.



"Liam Whitmore's office."



She sucked in a hard breath and nearly dropped the phone. "Uh…hi…this is Abby Haden, Abigail Haden that is."



"Yes, Miss Haden," the receptionist said quickly. "Please hold."



Several seconds passed.



"This is Liam."



"I…" Abby paused, searching her heart one last time. Her grip on her cellphone tightened, and her courage failed. "I…I…"



"What's the holdup?" Liam asked, his voice gruff.



She flinched. "H-holdup?" she stammered.



"Seven hundred fifty thousand dollars, and that's the final offer, Miss Haden. Take it or leave it."



Abby blinked. "That's not—"



"Take it or leave it," Liam interrupted. "I want an answer now."



His brisk tone set her on edge and raised her ire.



Her courage returned. "Fine, but I have a requirement."



His pause felt tangible through the phone, and she feared he'd had second thoughts. Not that she'd back down from her decision.



"What is it?" He nearly growled the question.



She filled her lungs with air. "I want two hundred fifty thousand upon conception, the rest after the baby is born."



Another pause. "We have a deal." His anger had disappeared, his voice holding no hint of emotion.



Abby blew out her pent-up breath. "Okay, good. I've been unable to find a clinic for the…the artificial, um, you know." She placed a cool palm on her flaming hot cheek. If it was possible to die from embarrassment, she'd be a goner for sure.



"I'm not following you, Miss Haden," Liam said. She heard papers shuffling in the background. "I'll have the contract drawn up."



"Artificial insemination," Abby blurted out.



"Artificial insemination?" He sounded taken aback. "I hadn't considered any such thing."



Abby frowned in confusion. "How else are we going to get me pregnant?"



Liam's laughter echoed through the phone. Rich and throaty, it sent a hot tingle down Abby's spine. Goose bumps broke out over her skin.



"Miss Haden, there are such pleasurable ways of making a baby that are quite successful," he said, his voice dropping to a deep rumble over the phone. Abby took a shuddering breath as it did obscene things to her insides. His tone returned to its more business-like manner. "I have a cabin in Aspen. As soon as your cycle is at the most likely time for you to conceive we'll fly up there for a week," he said. "AI would take too much time," he added.



"I-I didn't plan on that," Abby stuttered, her mind reeling. Sex hadn't been in the equation when she'd made her decision.Sex? With Liam? Oh my God. Her heart kicked into overdrive. "Look, Mr. Whitmore—"



"I'll set up an appointment with my physician for STD tests. Can you be there tomorrow afternoon by, say…" He paused briefly. "Three-thirty?"



"Mr. Whitmore, I—"



"Do you know when you'll most likely ovulate again?"



Abby blinked, she was being steamrolled.



"Miss Haden, it's a simple question. I need to know."



She looked at her calendar, she'd already figured up the days in case she'd gotten an appointment at one of the clinics she called. "Um, next week, but listen—"



Liam pushed on. "I'll have everything set up. We can leave for Aspen late Sunday evening. My personal assistant will be in touch tomorrow morning to give you directions to my physician's office."



"Mr. Whitmore, there's no way I can get off work for a week on such short notice. It's Tuesday," she insisted, trying to backpedal.



"It's taken care of. Don't worry, Abigail," he said.



The sound of her given name rolling off his tongue caught her off guard. It stopped her next objection dead in its tracks.



"What's your contact number?" he asked.



Abby gave him her cellphone number.



After a quick 'thank you' Liam hung up, leaving Abby in a bit of a stupor. His driven personality explained his business success, as well as the rumored success he had with women. He was a raging river and she had been helplessly swept along in its current.

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Stealing His Heart by Ella Jade





Genre(s): Erotic Contemporary Romance






Will the bad-boy pitcher strike out when it comes to love?



Shy music teacher Sophia Ballis has sworn off men. After a bad experience with a college jock she decided it was better to be alone than to get burned again. She focused on her education and now her new job at a local private school.



Professional baseball pitcher Paxton Hughes is a player both on and off the field. He's signed to the Kingston Crushers to bring home the coveted championship title. Nothing can get in his way. Serious relationships don't mix with a life on the road and he never loses focus on the game. One-night stands are his specialty for a reason.



While out jogging one spring morning, the two collide, setting their course in motion. Pax is immediately drawn to the unassuming beauty. Sophia is aware of his reputation and decides one night of meaningless sex with the attractive Texas charmer is just what she needs to get over her self-imposed dry spell. Pax has more than a one-night stand on his mind, but will his bad-boy persona and demanding schedule ruin any chances of a happily ever after?



Content Warning: contains explicit sex and adult content

~Excerpt~



"Can I walk you to your car?" Pax asked.



"Thank you." Sophia got up from the table and took his hand. "I'm parked right out front."



He led her across the dance floor, waving to the few people who were left, and then out to the parking lot.



"It's that one." She pointed to her beat-up car, the one she'd bought her freshman year of college. It was used then but it still managed to get her where she needed to go. "Probably not as nice as what you drive."



He leaned her against the car and wrapped his arms around her waist. Her heart pounded hard against her chest, strumming loud between her ears. She could smell the beer that lingered on his breath. His hazel eyes narrowed as he swiped the tip of his tongue along his top lip before tilting his head.



"I have a feeling I'm going be seeing you in my dreams tonight." He sighed as he brought his mouth to hers. "Give me something to remember these next few days."



She nodded as she placed her hands on his broad shoulders and guided him to her, closing any space between them. When his warm lips touched hers, she thought she would explode. A burn coursed through her and settled between her legs. The mild tingling she'd experienced when they danced was nothing compared to the intensity she felt now.



As he deepened the kiss, his tongue massaged hers. Increasing his hold on her hips, he pinned her between the car and his massive thighs. She tightened her grip on him when his erection grazed her center. Every nerve ending in her begged to be satiated. The ache inside her stomach moved lower until the dampness invaded her panties. Her nipples poked against the thin material of her silk bra.



When she moaned into his mouth, he placed one last kiss on her lips before pulling away. He looked at her for a moment, pressing his forehead to hers as he stuttered a few words.



"That was…well, I've never…" He ran his fingers through his hair. "You have me tongue-tied, sugar. That doesn't happen often."



Now she wanted to know what else he could do with that tongue.



"You best get in that car and drive away before I…"



She'd never wanted to have a one-night stand more than she did at that very moment. Maggie had said if there was ever a guy to have one with, Pax would be the one. He was a no-strings-attached player. Why hadn't he asked her to go home with him?



"Be safe driving home." He reached for the handle and opened her door. "You have some sweet dreams. I know I sure will."



Sleep? That was the last thing on her mind.



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Nov 20, 2014

Beachwalk Press Series Spectacular Event Tour Five






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The First Night by Sidda Lee Tate





Genre(s): Erotic Contemporary Romance






Can the last place she needs to be become the first night of her forever?



She planned to meet her coworkers for drinks and be home in a few hours. Getting drunk and staying out all night was not an option. Not for Kayla Dobbs. Going to a bar was already pushing her limits. Between her full-time job and night classes, there was no time to spare for a social life, and certainly no time for a relationship. But when she meets Gannon, the sexy bartender whose hypnotic eyes seem to follow her every move, she wishes things could be different.



Although Kayla doesn't recognize him, Gannon knows exactly who she is—she was the one girl in high school he'd always wanted but had been afraid to pursue. He's changed a lot since high school though, and maybe now he has a chance at making that dream come true.



As she breaks free from her self-induced lifestyle of studying and work, Kayla realizes that no matter how concrete her life plan is, sometimes it only takes one night, one person, to alter it forever.



Content Warning: contains descriptive sex and strong language

~Excerpt~

Music blared from the band, pounding in Kayla's ears and masking the nervous hammering in her chest. She tossed the apprehension from her head. The bartender was watching her again, and she was glad. After all, it had been a long time since anyone held her interest and he…well, he seemed to be matching her awareness. She was determined to talk to him, and with liquid courage having her back, she was in rare form. Feeling tenacious and certain, she licked her lips to make them shine and walked toward the faintly familiar man.



The closer she got to the bar, the more the courage escaped her. Never in her life had she approached a man she was attracted to. "Just go to the bar and order a drink," she said quietly to herself. "He won't bite."



Kayla grinned, took a deep breath, and settled on a bar stool. She didn't have to wait. The bartender met her as she sat. His gaze held hers for a second longer than she was comfortable with, and her breath hitched in her throat. She moved her stare to the shelves of bottles behind him. Without her asking, he placed a shot of tequila in front of her. She slowly traced the rim with her index finger, trying to think of something clever to say when he sat another shot on the worn mahogany bar top. "Thanks, but I can't handle two more. I'd like to be able to walk out of here."



He held the extra glass up to her eye level, leaning toward her, his eyes burning into hers. "This one is for me. I'd like you to be able to walk out of here too. Let's have a toast."



People around the bar repeatedly shouted out their orders, but the bartender didn't seem to hear them, or if he did, he didn't acknowledge them. Two other guys serving drinks took up the slack.



Kayla picked up the small glass of liquid meant for her and slowly batted her lashes. "A toast to what, exactly?"



She couldn't help but notice the black scribe tattoo on the inside of his upper arm and wondered what it said, but didn't allow her eyes to dwell as they followed his arm to his shoulder and to his neck. She imagined her tongue trailing across his skin and quickly flushed.



He smiled, and his eyes sparkled as he clinked his glass to hers. "To four-inch, platinum heels and jeans that make an ass like yours trigger heart attacks for all that may lay their eyes upon it."



Kayla laughed out loud. He had to be joking, how cheesy. "Well, I wouldn't say it has such an extreme effect on everyone. Does a line like that work on every female?" She licked her hand where he'd showed her earlier and grabbed the salt shaker.



He leaned in closer, inches from her, his gaze intense. "I couldn't be more serious. I've always—"



"Gannon!" one of the other bartenders interrupted. "We've got a fight!"



His eyes narrowed, and irritation spread across his face. He glanced at the anxious announcer behind him and back to Kayla. "Give me a few minutes?"



She watched him jump across the bar and disappear into the crowd. Shivers went across her skin as she noticed the muscles in his arms flex when he lifted himself over the counter. Forgetting about the salt, she tossed the shot back and helped herself to the one he'd left on the bar. As an afterthought, she bit into the lime. His name is Gannon.




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Business and Pleasure by Emily Wood






Genre(s): Contemporary Romance






Can mixing business and pleasure ever result in a happy ending?



When sexy, rich Lawrence Russo asks Mia to come and work for him in Italy for two weeks, she jumps at the chance. After all, it beats pole dancing, and the salary he offers her is practically obscene.



A relationship quickly begins to develop between the two, but Mia can't help but wonder if Lawrence's feelings for her are genuine or if he feels he's just paying for a service.



Even if their relationship is strong enough to survive her insecurities, what will happen when somebody from her past shows up and threatens to reveal her deepest, darkest secret?



Content Warning: explicit sex

~Excerpt~

Lucy looked around nervously. "What's wrong?" she asked.



"I…don't know," Mia admitted. Perhaps she was just being paranoid.



"Mia." She heard a familiar drawl coming from the shadows. Her heart raced in anticipation as she turned to see the speaker. He walked out of the shadows and toward them like a jaguar stalking his prey, but Mia didn't feel intimidated, only excited by his presence.



"You shouldn't go sneaking around in the darkness. You could give a girl a fright." Mia laughed.



"I could leave, if that would please you," he purred. She loved the way he emphasized please. He gave no indication that he was going to leave. Mia was glad.



"Er, maybe I'll just go wait around the corner," Lucy said awkwardly. Mia nodded to acknowledge her, feeling a little guilty, because she had actually forgotten Lucy was still there.



"So, what are you doing here?" Mia tried to seem nonchalant, despite the fact that her body was having some kind of chemical reaction to his presence.



As if from nowhere, the handsome man produced the bottle of champagne he had purchased earlier that night. "I do believe we have plans to share this." He took a step closer to her.



"Oh. I would, it's just we aren't supposed to socialize with the clients outside of the club," Mia said teasingly, although it was technically true.



"Tell me, Mia, do you always do what you're supposed to do?" It seemed as though he had expected her reaction.



"No, I guess not."



"I've been watching you, Mia."



"I've noticed." She took a step in his direction and looked challengingly into his dark eyes. "So, do you like what you see?"



They were close enough to touch, and Mia's every nerve was tingling, hoping to feel his fingers on her skin. He swayed forward and, for a moment, she thought he was going to kiss her, but he leaned toward her ear instead. "I have a business proposition for you," he breathed, sending a shiver through her body before he pulled away from her.



It took Mia a moment to compose herself, and his eyes sparkled with amusement, no doubt he was enjoying her confusion. "Business…a business proposition?" Mia attempted to sound as casual as she possibly could.



"I'm returning to my home in Tuscany tomorrow," he announced.



Mia felt her heart sink, but was determined not to let it show. "Oh, it must be beautiful in Italy this time of year. But what does that have to do with me?"



"I was hoping you would accompany me."










Undone by His Desire by Dilys J. Carnie





Genre(s): Contemporary Romance






A lone woman…a mysterious stranger…and a secret.



When Daisy Wallace meets Micah, a man of mystery, she is bowled over by an instant attraction. A passionate encounter follows, but he's holding back and Daisy doesn't understand why.



Micah King has been retained by a client to locate the triplet daughters that she gave up for adoption, and he's pretty sure Daisy is the youngest of the girls. He wants to tell Daisy the truth, but before he can he needs to verify that she is indeed the woman he's looking for. He never meant to get involved with her, but she's just so tempting.



When Daisy finds out the truth will she be able to forgive Micah's lie by omission? After all, he's deceived her from the first moment she laid eyes on him, and she's had her fill of deceitful men. And can she forgive the woman who gave her up thirty years ago?



Content Warning: contains adult language and explicit sex

~Excerpt~




"I like it here…with you…in the kitchen." His words were enunciated slowly as she gripped the edge of the sink, pressing her back into the hardness…it was no good, she couldn't go back any further.



"Uh-huh." Daisy cleared her throat, trying to eradicate the huskiness present every time she'd spoken to him that morning.



Micah's eyes narrowed. "What's wrong, Daisy?"



"Nothing." She licked her lips.



"Yes, there is. Are you regretting last night?"



She swallowed, but her throat was bone dry. "Last night." She sucked in a breath as he stood in front of her and his hands landed on either side of her with a thud, coming to rest on the countertop.



"Have you got a boyfriend?"



She shook her head. "No."



"Keep it that way."



"Pardon me."



"Don't go looking for one…we have unfinished business."



She lifted her hands and pushed at his hard chest, which of course was a complete waste of time. "Now look here, you can't tell me what to do."



"Yes, I can." He kissed her hard, short, and succinct, and the power behind it made her knees tremble.



"No, you can't. If I want to go out and find a man, I will." She spoke defiantly with her chin held high, but it was lost in the fact that her chin only came up to his chest, and she had to strain further to look him in the eye. Her fingers tingled at the heat emanating from him. The smooth cotton of his shirt was soft to the touch, and his heartbeat was strong as the beat echoed against her fingertips.



"I don't think so."



"Excuse me." She pulled her head back and looked at him.



"Don't start thinking that you can bed someone else."



Her cheeks heated as she tried to push him away. "What the hell? You can't tell me who I can go to bed with…you hardly know me, and you most certainly don't have the right."



"After last night…you do want me, and if I hadn't stopped we would have been in that bed together. I would've made you forget whatever it is that has made you lose your confidence. You're one of the sexiest, most beautiful women I've ever met, and when I do what I have to…I'm going to show you exactly how much I really want you."



"That's just arrogant."



His smile was slow and sexy, and she was pretty sure that had he not been holding her up she would've glided to the floor in a stream of unbridled lust. His hardness was pressed against her stomach.



"Arrogant?" He shook his head. "No, that's not justifying the way I feel, but I'm confident you feel the same way."



"You think so, huh?" When she'd offered him a bed last night he'd refused.



He kissed her again, a little slower this time. Their kisses were hotter than a sauna on a cold day. She could hear the baby in the background, but it was as if she was a distant voice.



He parted from her just enough to speak and she watched his lips move. They were sexy, and she had to push herself to listen to what he was saying.



"I have to fly out today. I have a meeting tomorrow I need to be at, but when Amy goes down for her nap, we need to talk. I need to tell you why I'm here."



She frowned as his words penetrated her sex-befuddled mind. "What do you mean why you're here? I thought it was something to do with a golf course?"



"Actually…that was a lie."



"I knew there was something not quite right about that. If a golf course was going to be built I would've known. Jeez, you can't sneeze on this island without everybody knowing before you've even finished." She narrowed her eyes. Something was definitely going on. She pushed him away, catching him off balance.



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Nov 19, 2014

The Heartbeat Journal by Ellen Cummins





Genre:  Contemporary Romance/ Romantic Suspense


 When fate slams two suffering souls together, can love help heal them?



Everly Afton, a romance novelist, is haunted by the memory and spirit of her brother Evan, whose suicide she blames on her father. Her broken home leaves her craving a healthy love. At twenty-seven she thought she'd be married with a family, but her boyfriend Jake's cheating ways has her rethinking her future.



After they break up, she visits the garden center for some flower therapy and is approached by Ben Colt, who strikes up a conversation about the hummingbird that fluttered in front of her face, and speaks of myths and angels. Everything about him is delicious, from his scent to his muscular body to his expressive brown eyes.



When Everly discovers she's being stalked, she's surprised when Ben is the detective assigned to her case. He's determined to see to her safety. But he has a painful secret of his own—a powerful revelation that leaves him vulnerable and her willing to soothe him in any way possible.



Everly's journal, a link to all things spiritual, helps to bring her universe together with his, and they collide in a storm of danger, passion, and truths that could change a person's life forever.



Content Warning: contains sensual sex scenes and some violence



~Excerpt~


Everly's head felt light. She followed the street to her hotel, wishing she'd worn her flip-flops, because each click of her heels alerted her to the fact that she might fall and break a leg, or it might out her to strange men that could be following her. She smiled, remembering her pledge to stop worrying about such things and held her bag of leftovers to her chest. Its warmth could still be felt through the foil.



She saw her hotel just a block away. Almost there. The garden in front of it, full of green things and flowers, looked just a little looming in the misty darkness. Too many hidden places. She quickened her pace as she approached it.



Something moved near a tree inside the garden. Maybe it was just a shadow.



Her legs, wobbly now, took on a life of their own and the stride of a lady in heels had left six paces behind her. The shadow moved with a quickness, and she dumped her leftovers and bolted up the stairs, pulling herself by the rails and hurdling two steps at a time. Footsteps followed her. She scrambled through her wallet to find her card-key and nearly dropped it. Her key wasn't there.



"No, no, no!" She panicked. The clanging of her heart in her throat almost made her wretch. The heavy bread, butter, and wine sloshed around in her stomach like a boat lost in a storm.



"Your key, my lady." A deep voice came from behind her and something plastic brushed over her cheek, sending a rash of shivers through her. She slumped against the door.



He had her inside the door in two beats. Handfuls of her hair dropped to the floor as he threw her onto the bed, climbed on top of her, and slammed his hand over her mouth.



"Did you think I was done with you, Miss Afton?" It was the same man who had attacked her before, but he looked more disheveled than ever—his hair was longer and his beard had taken over his face. "If you even try to scream I will slit your throat from ear to ear. Your breath won't even have time to reach that supple little mouth." He clicked open a switchblade and ran its tip over her quivering lips.



A swift urge to knee him swept over her, but then her life flashed before her eyes. Her bunny, her mom, Corrine. The life she'd made for herself writing about love and war and how love would survive it all. Her brother would want her to fight for her life, but if that meant dying then how could she? She squeezed her eyes shut and pictured his face and prayed.



Get me outta this one, twerp. I really need you.



A flurry of noises exploded around her. Splintering wood, the rush of the wind, and the man's body being torn away from her while his knife chinked a chunk of wood out of the floor—and the sound of air leaving his throat.





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~About the Author~



Ellen Cummins, a writer of fantasy fiction and paranormal romance, has been obsessed with anything that makes her heart flutter. From vampires and monsters to regular humans, she loves to write about extraordinary beings that bring a level of something good, even though the odds are stacked against. Shortly after contracting three paranormal stories, she began to dip her toe in the "sexy" pool and soon found herself taking a full-on swim, writing her spiciest love story yet.



Born and raised in central California, she spent her summers climbing trees and chasing adventures, be it a rock concert, a hike through desert trails, or taking in the latest thriller. Having her breath snatched away by an unexpected twist has always been her favorite thing and that's what prompted her to start writing her own stories.



She wears many hats as a manicurist, retail sales associate, wife, mother of three beautiful children, and just recently was involved in her county's first collaborative novel Ashes in a Teardrop. Her obsession to have her stories see the light of day has been a driving force—and to see the faces of her characters on a book cover is a dream come true.


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Tessa's Holiday Temptation by Ella Jade



Genre: Erotic Romance

Let the temptation begin.



Chase Carlisle has never been so taken by any other woman, but when he met Tessa everything changed. Falling in love with the younger, sexy vixen was easy. She tempted him in ways he couldn’t resist. Now that she was his he’d do anything to keep her happy, safe, and fulfilled.



Tessa Burke had been mesmerized by Chase almost from the moment she saw the attractive, successful, older man. He helped her during a low point in her life. Their whirlwind romance was just beginning and life couldn’t be better. When Chase surprises her with a tropical, holiday getaway she can’t wait to spend four romantic days alone with him.



Promises of sun, sand, and swimming are in store for the couple, but will they ever make it out of the luxurious villa? This vacation may prove to be their hottest Christmas ever.



A short story featuring Tessa and Chase from Tessa’s Temptation. Both books stand alone, but to see how the couple started their journey check out their full length novel available now.



Contains adult content and graphic sexual situations



This is a fun, sexy, festive tale to get you in the holiday spirit. No angst or drama. Just sexy times before I introduce you to book two in the Temptress Series where I can’t promise there won’t be angst or drama.



Approximately 10,000 words.





~Excerpt~




Tessa stopped to stare at him. He was lost in thought, probably making a business deal on some new property. He was shirtless, just the way she liked him. His tight, toned abs disappeared into his navy blue board shorts. She followed the light dusting of hair that created the sexiest line down his rock hard stomach. His hair was a perfect mess, not at all his usual manicured and styled she had become accustomed to. Vacation suited him. He hadn’t bothered to shave either, giving him a rough edge on this late morning.



Totally hot and doable...



“Dragging this morning?” He grinned, but still hadn’t caught a glimpse of her. “Maybe I shouldn’t have–” He stopped when he lifted his head and made eye contact with her through his sunglasses. “Holy crap.” He flipped the sunglasses on his head to get a better look at her.



“What?”



“Where’s the rest of that bathing suit?” He dropped his phone into the beach bag, never taking his eyes away from her body.



“Do you like it?” She spun around, making sure to shake her backside at him before turning to face him.



“There isn’t much to like.” He scrubbed his hand over his stubble covered jaw.



“Oh.” Disappointment filled her when she thought he wasn’t pleased with her appearance. “I thought you’d like it.”



“I love it.” He reached for her hand. “I just meant that, well, you’re practically naked and...”



“This has to do with your possessiveness of my body and your need to censor the thoughts of every guy I come in contact with?”



“Something like that.” He continued to gawk at her. “You can’t go out in public like that.”



“We’re not going in public.” She nodded toward the ocean. “I thought it was a private beach.”



“This one is, but if we were to vacation at a resort I think I’d have to approve your pool attire.”



“Approve?” She fisted her hand on her hip. “Do I need to remind you who gets the final say on what I wear?”



“Let me rephrase that.” He sighed. “If I don’t get a say in what you wear when we’re at a pool or a public beach, I could very well serve fifteen to life.”

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~About the Author~ 




Ella Jade has been writing for as long as she can remember. As a child, she often had a notebook and pen with her, and now as an adult, the laptop is never far. The plots and dialogue have always played out in her head, but she never knew what to do with them. That all changed when she discovered the eBook industry. She started penning novels at a rapid pace and now she can't be stopped.



Ella resides in New Jersey with her husband and two boys. When she's not chasing after her kids, she's busy creating sexy, domineering men and the strong women who know how to challenge them in and out of the bedroom. She hopes you'll get lost in her words.



She loves connecting with readers.


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Nov 14, 2014

Aegis Rising by S.S. Segran



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Over a remote northern forest, a small plane carrying five teenage friends flies into a freak storm. Struck by lightning, the aircraft crashes and the passengers find themselves cast into a life-changing adventure.



In a hidden valley, a mysterious people gaze at the stormy sky as a glowing object with fiery wings disappears behind a mountain ridge. The astonishing sight reignites an ancient prophecy foretelling the arrival of five chosen ones destined to become bearers of light against a dark storm gathering on humanity's horizon.



In a distant city, a secretive organization led by a shadowy figure initiates a sequence of cataclysmic events designed to wreak havoc across the planet, beginning with a remote mining site in northern Canada.



As the three worlds collide, unlikely heroes arise. Armed with powers entrusted to them by the ancient prophecy and the resilience of their life-long bond, the five teens take a stand against a malevolent foe.


REVIEW: "Astonishingly imaginative and thoughtful. Aegis Rising sets a festive narrative table and makes the reader eagerly anticipate a sequel." ~ Samuel F. Pickering, Professor Emeritus of English, University of Connecticut & Inspiration for the film Dead Poet's Society ~


“That spot’s too small for this plane!” Kody pointed out urgently.



Six pairs of eyes frantically scanned the surroundings below.



“Aw, man!” Jag exclaimed. “The fire’s spreading in along the wing!” That was followed by another shout from the cockpit. “We’re losing airspeed! We have to land immediat—”



He was cut off by a loud blast. The right engine cowling burst apart. The plane was now trailing smoke and flame over the forest, no more than a thousand feet above the tree-tops. Like an injured dragon, the red Comanche bucked and twisted over alpine firs that punctuated the landscape.


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S.S.Segran spent a good chunk of her childhood exploring the enchanted forest of a million tales in the mystical land of books. In her early teens, she began crafting intriguing new worlds and conjuring up characters who came alive with the flick of her wand... err... pen. With the publication of Aegis Rising in her senior year of high school, she was surprised by the abundance of time that magically appeared right after graduation. She plans to use this newfound resource to expand the arc of the Aegis Series. Her future plans include studying Cognitive Science at university and helping youths in developing countries realize their potential through the non-profit organization, Aegis League (www.aegisleague.org)



When not devouring a book or writing one, S.S.Segran can be found standing behind the cauldron of life, stirring a potion made up of chores, parkour, gaming, drawing, horseback riding and—having recently jumped off a perfectly fine airplane at fifteen thousand feet – perhaps skydiving.

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Nov 13, 2014

The Temp Part 3 by Lacey Wolfe




Genre: Romance



The conclusion. Part 3 of 3!


Determined to win back her trust, Dylan refuses to let Alice walk away from the lifetime of happiness he knows they can have together. Now that he’s found his match, he will do anything to earn her forgiveness, no matter how long it takes.



Still reeling from the shocking revelation of his past, Alice moves forward in her new position and leaves Dylan behind. Forgiveness isn’t in the cards after he betrayed the trust she reluctantly gave him.



But when confronted with the threat of losing the only family she has left, Alice finds herself longing to have someone to lean on.



Can Alice open her heart to the possibility of true love, or will her stubborn nature get in the way?




~Excerpt~



Dylan stood in the foyer, staring at her. His hair was a mess, his tie slung over his shoulders, and shirt untucked. Dark circles formed under his eyes. Serves him right.



“Alice. You’re here.” He came toward her.



She held a hand up. “Only for the morning. I’ll be starting my new position after lunch.”



He stood close and she could smell his musky after-shave. It tingled her senses, making her crave him. Agh, she could not think of him as anything other than an asshole. “I’m so happy to see you. Please, come in my office and talk to me.”



She rolled her eyes. “Absolutely not. We have nothing to discuss.”



He groaned and dropped his briefcase, it echoed through the lobby. “Yes we do, dammit! Let me explain. Please. We deserve that.”



His temper flared, as usual when he didn’t get what he wanted. “Deserve that? You lied to me!”



“I…I…” He rubbed his temple. “I know.”



At least he wasn’t lying anymore. “There is nothing to talk about. I’ll just be here to help with the training.”



“No one’s coming. She quit already.”



She glared at him, unable to believe it. “Already?”



He sighed and fidgeted on his feet. His usual confidence was gone. “I was distraught, and yelled at her by accident when she dropped a cup of coffee on my desk.”



No surprise there. He got angry over the littlest things. “I see. Well, that isn’t my problem. I will be leaving at lunchtime, whether you have someone or not. Please, don’t make a big deal.”



“Will you at least talk to me?”



She didn’t want to. Talking would lead to feelings. She already saw he was a mess. There was no way she could listen to him proclaim his feelings and try to rationalize the situation and keep herself together. Not going to him now was hard with the way he stared at her with a deep sadness in his eyes. There was a part of her that wanted to hug him and feel his arms around her, and believe everything was going to be okay. But it wasn’t.



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Lacey Wolfe has always had a passion for words, whether it’s getting lost in a book or writing her own. From the time she was a child she would slip away to write short stories about people she knew and fantasies she wished would happen. It has always been her dream to be a published author and with her two children now of school age, she finally has the time to work on making her dream come true.



Lacey lives in Georgia with her husband, son and daughter, their six cats and one black lab who rules the house.



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Fool Me Once by Lacey Wolfe







Genre(s): Erotic Contemporary Romance




Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice…



Drew is the last person Skylar wanted to see across from her at a local bar. A month ago he'd wined and dined her all weekend, leaving her feeling fully in love, but then she awoke alone in an empty hotel room and she hadn't heard from him since.



The weekend Drew spent with Skylar was phenomenal. There had never been anyone who made him feel as complete as she did. He shouldn't have disappeared, he should have called, but his feelings for her scared him, so he distanced himself. But when he saw her again, he knew he couldn't stay away any longer.



Skylar's determined not to give Drew another chance to hurt her, but he's just as determined to win her back. Although it won't be easy, he's up to the challenge, and he's willing to do whatever it takes to accomplish his goal.



Content Warning: Explicit Sex

~Excerpt~



What the hell was he doing there? Skylar was finished with her aerobics class. Grabbing a bottle of water and squirting some in her mouth, she checked her schedule. She had an hour before her next class. That meant she had an hour to figure out what he was doing at this gym.



Taking a towel, she wrapped it around her neck and wiped off the sweat. She headed out of the room, intent on finding him. He was easy to spot. He was in the cardio area, in the back row like a typical man, watching the ladies' butts jiggle as they worked out. Rolling her eyes, she started his way.



"Hi, Drew," she said sweetly.



He turned off his machine and grabbed his water bottle. She watched as he touched it to his full lips, taking in a long sip.



"If you're done, do you mind following me so we can talk a minute?" she asked. She knew a confrontation in the middle of the gym wouldn't look good for either her or the business.



"Sure."



Spinning around, she headed toward the staff only break room. Once there she stepped aside so he could come in. Luckily the place was empty. She shut the door and locked it.



"What are you doing here?" She placed her hands on her hips, trying to portray she was irritated by him, when all she really wanted was to feel his mouth on her again.



"Honestly, I had no idea you would be here."



"Yeah, and I should believe that. I haven't seen you in a month until last night and then today you show up at my work place."



He took a seat, clearly worn out from his run. "My company just switched gyms. I was having a tough morning, so I wanted to blow off some steam by taking a run."



"Sounds convenient," she retorted.



"Shit, I didn't know you would be here. It's a plus though." He eyed her belly, and she imagined his tongue there, licking her sweat off.



Silence filled the room. She didn't know whether to believe him or not. His explanation sounded logical, and she would hate to think fate worked this out. Fate was what she first thought brought him into her life to begin with. He seemed so perfect for her. When they made love, it was so hot it almost seemed like sparks were flying off their bodies. At least at the time she considered it making love. Now she knew it was just sex to him, nothing more.



"Come here." He motioned to her.



She snickered. "I don't think so."



"Please, I just want to feel you again."



"Ain't happening, buddy. You had your chance." She knew all she had to do was resist him; that was the hardest part.



He reached out, grabbed her arm, and pulled her to him. Yanking away from him, she took a step backward.



"Come on, Sky, I know you still have feelings for me."



"Oh, I definitely have feelings for you, just not the ones you're hoping for."



He chuckled. "You know, there's a thin line between love and hate."



"That line is pretty thick for me."



"I'm not so sure."



"I am." At least she hoped.



He stood, closing in on her. As he stepped toward her, she found herself once again flat against the wall. Shit, how does this keep happening? His mouth was too close for comfort. Her eyes drifted to it for just a second, knowing it was a mistake.



"This is not a good idea," she whispered. Desire stirred in her.



"I want to have you. I need to have you. You're all I have wanted."



Placing her hands on his toned chest, she pushed him back. "You're not doing this to me again, got it?"



"I will win you back," he said.











The Monster of Fame by Aimée Duffy





Genre(s): Contemporary Romance




Can the voice of an angel heal a tortured soul?



Annabelle MacIntosh enters a reality singing contest to save her family from their mounting debt. Miles Oliver, celebrity judge and the owner of the biggest record company in the UK, doesn't think she has what it takes. She sings like an angel, but when she performs all he can focus on is the terror in her eyes. It's a look he knows only too well. After the pressure of fame destroyed his wife, Miles swore he'd never let the same thing happen to anyone else. Driven by the guilt he's carried for years, Miles tries everything in his power to make sure Annabelle doesn't succeed, because he doesn't believe she'll survive it.



Annabelle needs that prize money, and she's determined to win it. As she fights to make it through each round of the contest, an attraction begins to develop between the two adversaries. The longer Annabelle remains in the competition, the deeper her attraction grows to the man who's trying to prevent her from reaching her goal. Can she convince Miles she's strong enough to fight the fame monster and win?



~Excerpt~





"We only have white. I hope that's okay," Annabelle said as she pulled a bottle from the fridge.



"White's fine," Miles assured her.



She reached for the top shelf of one of the cupboards, pulling out two glasses. A strip of pearly skin flashed at her waist as the top rose. His attention was drawn to the creamy concave of her stomach. His throat grew tight. Every part of him itched to be closer to her.



"Here we go." She carried the glasses over to the work surface he was leaning on. Her floral scent engulfed him.



"Annabelle," he whispered.



She looked up at him, surprise crossing her features until she looked harder. She must have seen the feral hunger in his expression, known that when his attention dropped to her plump lips it was because he wanted to taste them. When his gaze locked hers, a flush stained her cheeks, but this time it wasn't embarrassment.



Her cobalt gaze dropped to his lips and she moistened hers. Miles doubted anyone could resist this kind of desire. This feeling went beyond lust to an almost carnal level. It was all-consuming and he didn't have the strength to fight it.



Worse still, he didn't want to.



With his mind filled with nothing but her, he dipped his head down and brushed his mouth against pink lips as soft as rose petals. He intended to pull away after a second, but need sped through his veins with a force he couldn't control. Instead of pulling back, he cupped the nape of her neck with his hand and deepened the kiss.



Annabelle's mouth opened and he could taste her sweet breath on his tongue. She melted against him as she snaked her hands around his neck. Every part of his body that touched hers burned, and for the first time in six years, he was harder than granite.



He pulled back and feathered her jaw with kisses. She gasped when he reached her neck, igniting his desire to an inferno. "Annabelle," he groaned against the skin at her collarbone. She shivered all over.



He closed his eyes and nibbled her silky skin. Just as he was about to move back to her lips, Cassie's face—gray and lifeless—flashed to the forefront of his mind. His heated blood morphed into cold sludge in his veins.



Miles released her, instantaneously jumping back as if her touch burned him. Annabelle's skin flushed and her eyes were so dark they were no longer blue. Confusion colored her expression, and he couldn't speak. Guilt lay heavy in his gut, threatening to travel up his throat and choke him.



Closing his eyes, he pinched the bridge of his nose and took a deep breath. Cassie's face—cold and lifeless—was ingrained against his lids and the sick feeling came back, the same as it had when he'd found her dead in their apartment.



"Miles?"



He opened his eyes to Annabelle's crestfallen face. His was so numb he couldn't imagine what kind of expression he wore.



"I…can't," he choked out and started toward the door, pushing away her outstretched hand. Once outside he gulped in a breath of cool night air and jumped into his car. What had he been thinking? He was supposed to befriend the girl, not kiss her until he became drunk with desire.



Miles barked out a hard, humorless laugh. There really wasn't any point in bothering to kiss anyone at all, especially since he couldn't take things further with anyone, let alone with Annabelle. No matter how much he might want to.










A Love Stolen by Ella Jade





Genre(s): Erotic Contemporary Romance






Can time forgive the mistakes of the past?



After a six year absence, Lila Crofton has returned to her hometown of Steeple to bury her father. Hopefully she can avoid Trevor Matheson, her ex-boyfriend, long enough to take care of her business and get back to the city. With everything she's dealing with the last thing she needs is to run into the man who betrayed her and broke her heart.



Recently divorced Sheriff Trevor Matheson is picking up the pieces of his life. When his high school sweetheart, Lila, returns to Steeple, Trevor sees it as a sign. He's getting over a failed marriage and she's grieving the loss of her dad. They need one another. The timing couldn't be more perfect. But can they move past the events that tore them apart six years ago?



Is there a second chance in their future, or is their stolen love gone forever?



Content Warning: contains graphic sex and strong language



Note: This book has been previously published.



~Excerpt~





As Trevor helped Lila up the porch steps, she wrapped her arms around his neck and brushed her lips against his jaw. She hadn't taken her hands off him since they'd left Tate's.



"I love to feel your stubble." She ran her fingers along his cheek. "It's sexy."



"Keys?" He held out his hand and waited as she dug through her bag. She had him rock hard and ready to go. The fact that she'd rested her hand on his thigh the whole ride home hadn't helped matters. It was the alcohol lowering her inhibitions, but that didn't make it any easier not to respond.



"Here they are." She dropped them into his hand. "Come inside with me."



He opened the door and led her into the foyer. As soon as he let her go, she stumbled forward. He caught her by the waist and pulled her against him. He couldn't take his eyes away from her lips.



"Do you want to kiss me?" Her warm breath caressed his mouth.



More than you know.



"Let me help you upstairs. I don't want you to fall down the steps." He scooped her up and carried her to the staircase. She was so light and dainty. She was still his perfect fit.



"You didn't answer my question." She placed soft, open-mouth kisses along his neck as he made his way to her old bedroom. He remembered sneaking up those steps many times, while her father slept down the hall. They still creaked, but this time he didn't have to worry about getting caught.



"Of course I want to kiss you." He pushed the door open with his shoulder and set her down by the bed.



She closed her eyes and leaned into him. He swiped the hair from her face, took her chin between his fingers, and placed a chaste kiss on her lips.



She opened one eye and peered at him, waiting for more. "That's it?" Disappointment flooded her beautiful features.



"For tonight." He tapped the tip of her nose with his finger. "I want you to remember when I kiss you."



"I'll remember." She wrapped her arms around his neck. "You're not easy to forget."



He pried her arms from his body. "Believe me, I want to, but not tonight."



"Why?"



"Because four hours ago you ran away from me," he said. "Something made you run. Tell me why." He may not have wanted to take advantage of her physically while she was intoxicated, but he didn't see why he couldn't let her drunken lips tell him what she was afraid of.



"I can't."



"You can't what?" He needed to know what she thought about the two of them.



"I'm tired now." She lifted her dress over her head and tossed it in the corner of the room. She stood before him in nothing but her white push-up bra and matching lace thong.



"Hell." He couldn't take his eyes off her toned, tanned body. He mindlessly licked his lips when he discovered her rose-colored nipples poking through the thin, silky material of her bra. Struggling with himself, he tried not to lower his gaze. He lost the battle as he greedily took in her scantily covered sex.



"Want to kiss me now?" She ran her fingers down her neck and over her breasts. "Want to touch me like this?" She moved her hand down her stomach and to the waistband of her panties.



He stepped closer to her and grabbed her wrist. He had to get her to stop or he'd lose all control.



"You want to do it?"






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Nov 12, 2014

Falling Star by Laura DeLuca



Genre: Contemporary Romance




Drew DiPalma feels like he's living a lie. He's had it with his Hollywood persona, the high-maintenance women, and his sleazy agent. To escape the madness, he flees to a tourist town he'd often visited as a child. He never expected to find love on that little island. Then he stumbles upon Lainey alone on the swing set of a deserted beach.



After a dozen internet dating disasters, Lainey Riccardo has give up on romance--until she meets a West Coast hunk who has no trouble winning her heart. But Lainey only knows him as Drew, not the Oscar-nominated actor who's constantly scandalized in the tabloids.



When she learns the truth, will the small town Jersey girl be able to accept Drew's fast-paced life? Or will the truth drive her away forever?





~Excerpt~



It was at that exact moment of revelation that he saw her—the very embodiment of a free spirit. She’d sprung from nowhere, appearing just as a small patch of sea mist evaporated. He’d been walking for close to an hour, but he hadn’t seen the girl until he was practically on top of her, and she hadn’t noticed him either. Her eyes were closed and her long legs moved in agile motions as she flew back and forth. As he inched closer, Drew could also make out the slight creak creak of the rusty metal as the swing dived up and down.



“Hello?” Drew called tentatively as he took another step.



The woman didn’t hear him, probably due to the headphones hanging from her ears. She sang lightly under her breath as she swung, her sweet soprano almost swallowed by the crash of the waves breaking against the shore. Drew strained to make out her words—something about being free as a bird. He recognized the song as an old Nelly Furtado tune.



The lyrics fit the apparition perfectly. With her excessively long hair swooping behind her, the woman resembled a fairy or a sprite, even in her casual attire. Drew couldn’t stop staring at her, afraid she’d vanish back into the fog if he so much as blinked. He took another timid step in her direction. He hadn’t intended to disturb her, but she must’ve sensed his presence. All of a sudden, her eyes sprung open. She was so startled when she saw him standing a few feet away, she jerked forward, falling off the swing into a crumpled heap in the sand, legs and ear buds askew.



“Oh my God!” Drew exclaimed. “Are you all right?”



He rushed toward her, afraid she’d been hurt in the fall. He felt terrible that he’d frightened her, and he intended to play the chivalrous hero and help her to her feet. But before he could offer his hand, she leapt up of her own accord, and held out a set of jingling keys attached to a rather large can of pepper spray. Her finger was planted firmly on the nozzle.



Oh crap, Drew thought. So much for relaxing.



He could see the headlines now. Andy Palmer Goes Wild at the Jersey Shore. Gets Maced by Locals.



“Don’t move,” the girl ordered. She set her lips in a tight frown and her hand never wavered from her weapon. Her cheeks were flushed, either by the breeze or by her agitation. “I’m not afraid to use this.”



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~About the Author~

Laura “Luna” DeLuca lives at the beautiful Jersey shore with her husband and four children. In addition to writing fiction, Laura is also the editor of a popular review blog called New Age Mama. Her works include romantic thrillers, paranormal fiction, contemporary romance, and young adult.



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Nov 11, 2014

Hunting in Bruges (Hunters' Guild #1) by E.J. Stevens

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Hunting in Bruges (Hunters' Guild #1) by E.J. Stevens.



The only thing worse than being a Hunter in the fae-ridden city of Harborsmouth, is hunting vamps in Bruges.



Being shipped off to Belgium sucks. The medieval city of Bruges is quaint, but the local Hunters' Guild is understaffed, the canals are choked with dead bodies, and there's no shortage of supernatural predators as likely suspects.

On second thought, maybe Bruges isn't so bad after all.

With a desire to prove herself, protect the innocent, and advance within the ranks of the Hunters' Guild, Jenna Lehane hits the cobbled streets of Bruges with blades at the ready. Someone, or something, is murdering tourists and dumping their bodies in the city's scenic canals.  With the help of a mysterious stranger, Jenna begins to piece together clues that are dotted throughout the city like blood spatter.

Determined to stop the killings, Jenna delves into a bloody local history that only raises more questions--but some secrets are best left buried. Jenna must put her combat training to the test as she struggles to unearth the truth about an ancient enemy.

Hunting in Bruges is the first novel in the Hunters' Guild urban fantasy series set in the world of Ivy Granger.

Release Date:  November 11, 2014
Genre:  Paranormal, Urban Fantasy
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About the Hunters' Guild series
The Hunters' Guild series is an urban fantasy series written by E.J. Stevens and set in the world of Ivy Granger.  The series is told in the first-person point-of-view of Jenna Lehane, a Hunter with a troubled past, a proficiency with weapons, and an intolerance for monsters who target the innocent.



About the Author
E.J. Stevens is the author of the Spirit Guide young adult series, the bestselling Ivy Granger urban fantasy series, and the Hunters' Guild urban fantasy series.  When E.J. isn't at her writing desk she enjoys dancing along seaside cliffs, singing in graveyards, and sleeping in faerie circles.  E.J. currently resides in a magical forest on the coast of Maine where she finds daily inspiration for her writing.
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A Clockwork Butterfly by Tabitha Rayne




Genre(s): Futuristic Erotic Romance




Lovers torn apart by duty…will Angelo and Lena be reunited?



Mankind is close to extinction. Toxins have all but wiped out the male population. The remaining fertile men are housed in manors where their seed is collected.



Lena Lee is a new collector with a rare pheromone believed to reignite human fertility. She's assigned a male who's predicted to be her perfect match.



Angelo, a clockwork butterfly maker, is held captive, his essence harvested daily by Lena. Over time, the couple begins to fall in love, something which is strictly prohibited. When their forbidden love is discovered, Lena is banished from the manor.



Torn apart by the duty that brought them together, Lena and Angelo must find a way back to each other. But even if Angelo manages to escape, he doesn't know where to find Lena. Will following the path of the clockwork butterfly lead him to his true love?



Content Warning: strong language, BDSM, and graphic sexual content, including m/f, f/f, and f/f/m sexual interaction









~Excerpt~





Lena James Lee waited excitedly in the bustling throng of women all the same age as her. They had been picked up by the coach from various stops throughout the country and most were rumpled, tired, and anxious. They all knew why they were there; their fates had been decided by the Archmatrias long before they had known anything of the manors or what it meant to be a collector.



Lena's mother had been so proud; she was the only one in her whole community who had been given the special invitation to attend training.



"Remember, Lena," her mother had advised quite forcefully, "it's not just your life that depends on this."



Lena had hopped on the coach without a care in the world. Now though, rumors swelled, starting with hushed whispers and giggling until all-out mayhem ensued.



"They make you wear nothing but a golden thong and you have to crawl around on the floor, parading yourself," Mae, a loud, stunningly beautiful girl shrieked.



"Are there really men? Do we get to see them?" Lena tentatively asked her in a rare quiet moment.



"Honey, we do more than see them." Mae cackled and swiped Lena playfully on the back of the head.



Lena felt her cheeks burn, it was clear that the other young women knew a lot more than she did.



"Are you really telling me you don't know what you signed up for?" Mae leaned in to Lena. "Has no one ever told you what that's for?" she whispered lavasciously into Lena's ear and slid a hand up the inside of her thigh.



The truth was, Lena had been brought up with great solemnity about becoming a collector. All the girls were vetted and tested from a very young age and if they showed promise in any of the four categories, their life was pretty much mapped out for them from that day. Lena had been pinpointed as a good candidate for a collector because of her striking looks, poise, and perfect proportions.



"Lena, my dear." Mae looked at her intently. "I think your mother followed the rules on abstinence and denial a little too carefully!"



"What do you mean?"



Mae rolled her eyes. "I've never met anyone so sexually unaware in all my life! You must be at least twenty-one, and I bet you've never even pleasured yourself, let alone anyone else."



Lena recalled the delight on her friends' faces when she'd brought out her prize-winning lemon meringue pies at tea parties.



"Yes, I have," she said defiantly, knowing in her heart that confectionary was not what Mae was talking about.







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Super Love by Stephanie Beck





Genre(s): Fantasy/Superhero Romance




Reuniting to save the world.



Dinah just wanted to save the world. That didn't pan out, so she turned to social work, only to find herself miserable. When she's given the option of returning to the Justice Fraternity and her life as Dinah-Go, super fast superhero, she hesitates because going back means working side by side with her former lover Myles Steele, aka Man of Wonder.



To save their city from gargoyles, Man of Wonder needs Dinah-Go back in fighting shape. But Myles wants more than just his fighting partner at his side, he wants the lover and friend he lost two years earlier. Getting her will take more than even his super strength.


~Excerpt~ 



The spring scent of cherry blossoms wafted into the car, coloring the air to memories of the past. They'd made love under the cherry trees a few times. Not nearly often enough, but on stray occasions they'd made the time.



There was so much Myles should share with Dinah, update her on, but breathing her in took over too much brain space to focus. He'd missed her.



The day two passenger trains collided at Silver City Junction, stealing the lives of dozens and injuring many more, Myles lost his best friend. Not to death, but to doubt, which also acted much like death in superheroes.



His second chance had come and he wouldn't waste it. He turned down the gated road toward the Justice Fraternity lair.



"Wow, the place looks great. This area always looks amazing in the spring. I can't wait to see Esmerelde and Sparrow. I'm sure I'll get along fine with the others as well. I'll pay my dues and be back where I belong."



The determination and excitement in her voice were what his weary heart needed to hear. When he'd fought beside Dinah-Go, he'd had extra incentive to do his best, to be the best. He wanted that feeling back. For the most part, mankind did deserve saving, but like Dinah, he'd been running into the scum of the earth lately, and it made putting on his tights a chore.



Dinah reached over the center console of the car and pushed the discrete button near the steering wheel. She turned to him and grinned. "You always did have the best toys."



Instead of the garage door going up, the driveway began tilting down into an underground location. He barely slowed as he headed down, taking the curves deep into the earth as he had a thousand times before. Dinah's breathing increased, the excitement in the situation a little like the way she approached climax. She'd once told him speed and danger made her giddy. He'd bet she hadn't felt the way she did at the moment in much too long.



The dark cavern had all the stereotypes of a secret lair—dim lighting, lots of mechanical additions, booby traps. Myles swerved left at the end of the drive, avoiding trick spikes. Dinah clapped her hands. "Yay, you still have them."



"Some things you don't get rid of."



She turned to him, the joy and happiness in her expression everything he wanted to see. He put the car in park and turned off the engine. Dinah looked ready to bound out and explore, but instead she stayed in the car and looked at him.



"What?" he asked.



She shrugged. "I'm glad to be home. Really glad."



She leaned across the center console and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, drawing him closer for a kiss. Her tongue dove immediately into his mouth, taking over the kiss with playful strength and power. She dragged her fingers through his hair, and though the space was cramped, Myles leaned back to pull her closer.



Her soft breasts pressed against his chest, igniting the lust that had simmered between them the entire ride. He ran his hand down her back, following her curves to her ass. She had the strongest legs and butt of any woman he'd ever met, but the fleshy softness remained. He squeezed her butt, and she giggled into his mouth.



A tapping on the window made both of them freeze. Dinah opened her eyes and looked at him, pupils wide, red already glowing on her cheeks. Myles looked over his shoulder and groaned when Crypto Man's twisted grin came into view.



"Damn it," Myles said and settled Dinah in her seat. "Sometimes sidekicks are way overrated."



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Forgotten Memories by Theresa Stillwagon












Genre(s): Contemporary Romance/Paranormal




For some people ghosts are everywhere…



When rebuilding an old ghost town, a few ghosts shouldn't be a surprise. And for Jen Ferguson, history professor and psychic, it's par for the course. But ghosts aren't her main worry.



After a disastrous affair, which has affected her job at the college, Jen promised her grandfather—the most important person in her life—that she would stay away from men until the end of the semester. That's a promise she's determined to keep, but when she meets rancher Adam Craine, it becomes a struggle. Adam's sexy and flirty, and her psychic abilities are telling her that he might possess a very important quality the previous men in her life had been lacking…he can be trusted.



It's a daily battle for Jen to keep her hands off of him, but she believes she can do it…until two of Winter Creek's ghostly residents decide to up the stakes by possessing Jen and Adam's bodies. How can Jen keep her promise with these two passionate spirits interfering?



And if all that's not enough to deal with, now she's having premonitions of danger which could lead to the destruction of Winter Creek.


~Excerpt~



"Close your eyes. I'm going to walk you behind the folding wall and place you in front of the mirror. Keep your eyes closed."



Jen grinned.



"Are your eyes closed?"



She laughed softly but did as Barb asked of her. Every dress this talented seamstress designed for her was always shown off in the same way. "Yes."



A moment later a soft hand encircled the top of her left arm while another hand landed lightly against her back. She allowed her friend to press her toward the small cramped area opposite her office desk and chair. A frozen touch slowly replaced the warmth of her friend's hand, and a hint of flowery perfume replaced the scent of her friend's earthier one. Honeysuckle flowed into the air around her a second later, a breeze of chilled wind moving past her skin into her interior being, making her dizzy with the aching familiarity of it. As she moved through the scent, closer to the old-fashioned Chinese wall, a strange iciness settled deep in her bones, freezing her feet to the floor.



She'd felt this profound, unnatural chill a few times before.



"Jen, don't stop now."



The strangeness deepened in her, and she brought her arms up to wrap them tightly around her upper body. "I'm freezing."



"It's not cold in…" Barb's hand dropped from her back but not from her arm. "Oh, it's that kind of cold."



"My little saloon girl is visiting with me again."



"So you're finally admitting she's a saloon girl?"



Barb's words seemed to come from a great distance as the cold around Jen intensified.



"I've been telling you that for weeks," Barb added. "What changed your mind?"



"She's a ghost that haunts a saloon."



"Yeah," Barb said. "You've always known that, but it never convinced you before."



Icy tentacles suddenly wrapped around Jen, like a frozen pair of snow-hardened gloves, before an eerie voice whispered, "He's coming."



"What?" Opening her eyes at the barely heard sound, Jen stared at her puzzled friend. "Did you just say something?"



"Are you all right?"



"Tell me you just said something under your breath."



"Sorry, Jen," Barb said lightly. "What's going on?"



The prickly eeriness left her system as quickly as it'd entered, bringing blessed feeling back into her freezing, stilled body. The hint of honeysuckle perfume lingered for only a few seconds before dissipating in the October Montana air.



"Jen?"



"Please tell me you heard a woman's voice just now."



"Are you telling me she actually talked to you?" Disbelief registered clear in Barb's wide, dark eyes. "All mine ever does is mess with my stuff."



"I've never heard her speak before." Jen frowned. "Maybe it was my imagination."



"So what did your imagination say to you?"



"He's coming."



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