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Release Blitz: ‘One Hour Girl’ by LeTeisha Newton

 
Title: One Hour Girl
Series: Lost Souls #1
Author: LeTeisha Newton
Genre: Contemporary Romance
  Release Date: February 29, 2016
Blurb

He thinks I’m his forever girl, I saw it in his eyes. I wished I could have slapped the look off his face and hit him with the same jarring finality I’d learned I didn’t mean shit.

I’m not a forever sort of girl.

I’m not even his for the night.

He’ll be lucky if I’m his for the next hour if he doesn’t pay me for it.

And then Royce Mattherson stormed my defenses. Took all the poison inside of me and pushed it out through my pores. He tasted the taint on my skin and still decided to love me.

He terrifies me. Exhilarates me. Frustrates me.

And he always gets what he wants.

Always.


 

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Excerpt

“You are my date for the night.” He said date like a curse and I arched my brow at him, irritated that I noticed his good looks when he seemed to be disgusted by the very thing I represented. This man probably never had to pay for sex in his life.

Well I wasn’t some newbie who’d let his actions hurt me. I wouldn’t.

“That’s what you paid for.” I shifted my chest so my breasts swayed a bit. His eyes left my face and his gaze followed the sway of my breasts for a moment before he looked back at me. So, not completely adverse to my charms.

“Your job is to stay silent, entice, and smile pretty. These men here are donating money toward my organization based on ‘paying for one of you for the night’” he said, fingers curling in quotation marks.

“I understand,” I said. This was business, and that I could do. Men with money did a lot of odd things with their money. I had more powerful men and women in my client list than I would have ever believed when I first started. This was no different, and the premise of the evening didn’t bother me.

It was the fact that the organizer seemed discomforted by his event. And his discomfort was extended to me.

And why it bothered me, I didn’t know. But it shouldn’t have. I shook my head, clearing my thoughts, and stood taller. I let my arms fall to my sides before I stepped up to his side. He stiffened a moment before relaxing as I grasped his arm in my hands. The cool material of his suit rubbed against my nipple and I sucked in a breath, and took in his scent with it. I could taste it on the back of my throat.

He smelled of sandalwood and Jasmine, but in a light, lingering signature that I recognized. I’ve smelled Clive Christian on a lot of men, but I hadn’t smelled it like this. Ever. I leaned in, inhaling more of his scent. My date shifted against me, and molded his body to my front. I let go of his arm with one hand and gripped his lapel. He held his body, hard and hot, against me. My breasts tingled, crushed to his chest, and I couldn’t stop myself from taking another whiff. My nose touched his neck before I realized it. I caught his swift intake of breath, the bite of his finger in my upper arms as he gripped me, and pulled me a little closer.

“You do your job well,” he whispered in my ear. His voice was low, seductive, and authoritative.

“But I don’t pay for kicks.” I stopped breathing.

He couldn’t have done a better job if he’d tossed cold water over my head and laughed in my face. I plastered a smile on my face, feeling the burn of embarrassment on my cheeks. I leaned back from him and looked directly in his eyes. He wasn’t going to scare me. He wasn’t going to hurt me like so many others had.

“Sugar, you spend over two thousand dollars on cologne made to attract women, and then buy escorts to earn money for your organization. You pay for tricks already, you just would have been much happier had you paid for mine. Shall we?” I gestured toward the open door, and the party he’d paid me for. He hid his momentary surprise well, the expression melting into a cool mask so fast I would have missed it had I not been looking at him.

Take that. I may be a lot of things, but your object of ridicule I am not. He didn’t acknowledge my statement, but he turned towards the door and walked with me out of it. I kept my grip on his arm, holding my head high.

“Royce Mattherson,” he said then, and I frowned over at him. “My name,” he added. A smile played on his lips, the left side a bit higher than the right. That smile, that show of imperfection made my heart skip a beat. I forced myself to ignore it as I thought of my reply.

“Nice to meet you, Royce Mattherson. I’m your one hour girl.” I bowed my head to read the watch on his wrist. “Of which, you have forty-five minutes left.”

He chuckled, a soft rumbling sound that had my toes curling. “I hurt your feelings, I see. Grow up, little girl. This world will crush you if you let it. You won’t make it very far if you don’t understand that.”

“You don’t know anything about me,” I hissed at him through clenched teeth, maintaining my false smile as he walked me up the hallway to the main part of the party in a ballroom.

“You’ve got a chip on your shoulder a mile wide,” he responded.

“Now who has the hurt feelings? I think you’re more bothered than you want to let on that I didn’t offer my services,” I argued.

“You’re here; I’ve already got your services. I just don’t want what’s between your legs,” he added. I felt his eyes on me.

But I knew what he said was a lie. I could read it in him. I’d bothered him. Stepped on his peace offering, but I hadn’t known how to read him. And, yes, I’d been sort of hurt, sort of bothered that he hadn’t reacted to me the way I’d hoped.

And where did that leave me admitting that?

“Yes you do,” I said, stopping.

He stopped with me. I turned towards him and ran my hand down over his groin area. His cock jumped under my hand. The desire was there, despite his words.

“I know this better than anything, and you do want me.” I trailed my fingertips over his shape. The cloth separated us, but his heat pushed through the cloth as I measured his girth. My pulse quickened. Yes, this is what I knew, what I understood. He gripped my wrist and pulled my hand away.

“You speak your mind, and I can respect that. But let me be perfectly clear, I have never, and will never pay for sex.”

“Is that your problem? And if we’d met in a bar? In a club late at night with the music thumping around us?” I asked.

“Then I’d have fucked you against the nearest surface until you couldn’t stand. And then I’d have walked away,” he answered. He stepped back from me and straightened his clothing before looking over at me with a question in his eyes.

I had no return for that. My body was hot with the idea, and the anonymity of the encounter would have been just what I liked, but something in me hesitated. Would I have liked to be a passerby in this man’s world? I didn’t know, and the lack of answer irritated me. I needed to get away from him, and the questions he brought, fast.

“I’m sure it would have been a fun time,” I answered, no longer interested in the banter. I gripped his arm once more and he walked into the party, his small crooked smile on his face again.

I hated that smile. It meant he won. That he’d bested me. I didn’t want him to win. I didn’t want to fall behind. And it irritated me that I care so much. And yet, as I listened to him talk about his organization, helping with domestic violence and using rescue dogs to help rebuild trust in those who’d learned only pain from their loved ones, there was no doubt he was an intelligent man. He was composed. He was a man that I could have liked. A man that I could have respected if my other side, the pristine side, the perfect side had met him first. Would she have sat and smiled, talked to him? Would she have blushed prettily at his compliments and challenged him with thought provoking conversation? Would he have liked her?

Because right now I was playing the whore, and, for the first time, I felt dirty and wished Ms. Perfect was in attendance.

I hated Royce Mattherson.


Author Bio

Writing professionally since 2008, LeTeisha has spanned from Fantasy to Interracial Romance on her road to getting the jumping characters out of her head. Most days she’s pretty color blind, unless it’s a great shade of red (then she can’t ignore it). Other times she’s plotting her next twenty books and then remembering that the computer can’t read her thoughts and doesn’t type at lightning speed. Either way, she just can’t seem to get enough of quill to paper…or eh…keyboard strokes, apparently.

 
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Book Review: ‘Badass in My Bed #2’ by Rae Lynn Blaise

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Title: Badass in My Bed #2

Published: 14th July 2015

Publisher: Bigger On The Inside

Author: Rae Lynn Blaise

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Twitter: @raelynnblaise

Synopsis:

It’s been two weeks since Dylan St. John entered my life in a firestorm of lust and passion. Now I know his secret – he’s a beloved, badass rock star.

His band is playing in Boston tonight, and I have tickets to his show. I wonder if I’ll be able to tell when I see him if he’s been reliving our every moment the way I have. Or maybe I was just another distraction.

And if he sees me, I wonder if he’ll be able to tell that he’s not the only one with a secret.

Review:

The first one in this series will have you fanning yourself down but this one, OMG you will need a cold shower to calm down after. Rae Lynn Blaise seriously knows how to write some hot stuff. Goes down as another off my 2016 Bookworm Bingo Challenge – A book from your Goodreads ‘to-read’ list – and I’m so glad I did.

With how the book starts you will be forgiven for thinking Rachel is doing something else entirely. Smutty minds will go there straight away I guarantee it. But alas it is all innocent – well not with Rachel’s thoughts but her actions are. After finding out who Dylan really is Rachel has tried to find out everything she can about him and his music from his band Fallen Angels. It’s the only way she can still feel some kind of connection to him. After two weeks she thought he would have been out of her mind by now, but no such luck, he’s in there for good.

At rehearsals for the symphony she now has a chair in while talking to a fellow cellist Rachel notices he has dropped something. After picking it up she just happens to see it’s a ticket for Dylan’s band Fallen Angels playing that very night. After having a very dynamic and energetic conversation about the band that they both seem to love he says that he actually has a spare ticket if she wanted to come along. This seems like fate and before she talks herself out of it she jumps at the chance to see Dylan again, if only from a distance.

Chance would have it that their tickets are right near the front of the stage so there is a very good chance Dylan might see her. Rachel can’t decide if she is happy about this or not. She wants to see him and even went as far as the wear the scarf that he used to tie her up with but now she is there she’s nervous about the fact he might not even remember her. When he sings a new song called Tilt though he seems to find her in the crowd. This has her holding her breath as he sings seemingly to her before glancing away to sing to others in the crowd. It doesn’t take long to figure out that he did see her as her and her new friend get asked to go back stage to meet the band. When she gets face to face with Dylan though she is in for a shock as he acts like he doesn’t even know her, no recollection, nothing. After feeling hurt, or more to the point slightly crushed that clearly he meant more to her than she did to him, she goes hunting for him for answers after the hall is clear. Only he seems to find her first by grabbing her and pulling her into his dressing room. Oh the pleasure he can give with just his fingers – wow. One demand and she is putty in his hands all over again, willing to do anything, even go back to his hotel room to which he just put the key card to down her bra.

Now Dylan was hot before but when he is angry, man alive he is on another level. Rachel isn’t sure what he is mad at to begin with but is loving everything he is doing to her all the same so isn’t going to complain anytime soon. Turns out that Dylan thinks she was playing him all along when they first met and is really hurt that she lied. He is also slightly mad that she came to his concert with another guy. Glad she has a backbone at this stage as she’s right in there telling him how it is and that no she didn’t know who is was back then. Very good answer as it turns him back to being a calmer, but no less hot, version of himself. A version she is getting used to too much. The connection again between them is unbelievably hot. After only a very short amount of time they have found that they sync in more ways than just the bedroom – dressing room, stage, taxi’s, wherever they can really so you get the idea.

Rachel knows she should stay away as they can have no real future but can’t seem to make herself do it. He has become a part of her and its killing her to think that he may only view her as a passing fancy. With how he is with her though you know he sees her as more so she shouldn’t think it, let alone feel it.

I loved the scene where they are on the stage (where she plays with the symphony) playing music together. The melody they play just builds and builds and for them it’s like musical foreplay, the notes caressing their skin. It’s what starts the fun between them before they get their hands on each other. Who would have thought being ‘conducted’ by Dylan would be so hot.

Two people with such different live crossing paths like fate has its own plan. Clearly made for each other but when a secret Rachel has kept hidden from Dylan gets revealed everything they had comes crashing down around her and she fears she has lost him for good.

OMG the look on his face at the end is heartbreaking. After such a romantic gesture you will want to slap Rachel silly for the mess she has gotten herself into. Had a feeling it might be something like this and can only hope she changes her mind and takes the path that is really meant for her – the one that includes Dylan. Great cliff hanger ending that will guarantee you will go straight onto the next one.

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5 out of 5 stars

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Cover Reveal: ‘The After of Us’ by S.R. Grey

 

 Title: The After of Us

Series: Judge Me Not #4 (Spinoff Novel & Standalone)

Author: S.R. Grey

Genre: New Adult/Coming of Age Romance

Cover Design: Najla Qamber Designs

Photographer: CJC Photography

Model: Garrett Finn

Release Date: April 7, 2016
Blurb

Can the ending of one dream lead to the beginning of a new one?

Will Gartner made a lot of mistakes in the past, but he finally has his life together. Leaving his reckless teenage years behind, he’s recently graduated from college and is all set to move from Las Vegas to New York to start a prestigious new job. But when an unexpected guest shows up at his farewell party, all Will’s dreams are smashed to pieces. Suddenly, he’s taking a crash course in how to be a father to the five-year-old daughter he never knew existed.

Will changes direction and heads to Harmony Creek, Ohio, and the only person who’s ever really been there for him, his brother Chase. Chase saved Will in the past, but will he rescue him yet again? Some lessons—like fatherhood—can only be learned by doing. Is Will up to the challenge?

And where does Emma Metzger fit into Will’s suddenly upside-down world? Emma knows all about his troubled past and sees his hesitation to commit to his new daughter. How can she commit her heart to a man who doesn’t know what the word means?

Chase always told Will “Follow your heart. Always try to be a good man.” But will following his heart be enough for his daughter, and for Emma?

 

The After of Us is a story about letting go of old dreams, and, in the process, discovering what you really needed to make you happy was right there in front of you all along. 

The After of Us is a spin-off of the Judge Me Not series and a standalone novel. 

New Adult Romance/Coming of Age Romance.

 

Author Bio

S.R. Grey is an Amazon Top 100 and Barnes & Noble #1 Bestselling author. She is the author of the popular Judge Me Not series, the new Promises series, the Inevitability duology, A Harbour Falls Mystery trilogy, and the Laid Bare series of novellas. Ms. Grey’s works have appeared on several Amazon Bestseller lists, including Top 100 multiple times, as well as Barnes & Noble #1 in Bestselling Nook books.

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Release Blitz: ‘Tasty’ by Bella Cruise

 

 

Title: Tasty 
 Author: Bella Cruise
Genre: Contemporary Romance
 Release Date: February 24, 2016

 

Blurb
 Go on, lick it.

Cupcake queen Jules Rockwell has sworn off men. All men. Because heartbreak is a bitch. But when sexy chef Cal McKenzie shows up in town – with a soft as butter Scottish accent and abs you could lick frosting off – she wonders if maybe a no-strings fling is exactly what she needs.

Then she finds out the truth: he’s opening up his own rival bakery, right down the street from her store. Her sexy fling is now her #1 competition – and Jules never backs down from a fight.

Cal McKenzie doesn’t play by the rules. His sex appeal and chocolate eclairs are a deadly combination, and he’s got his eye on worldwide pastry domination – but he didn’t reckon on Jules. Full of wit and spice, she’s more than just a sexy hook-up. But as their chemistry heats up, so does their rivalry. With her heart and her career on the line, Jules isn’t sure she can risk it all again.

She’s been burned before. Will this fling satisfy both of their cravings?

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Author Bio

Bella Cruise is a Florida girl turned California beach babe. She loves to travel and explore new places, and currently works as a nanny to two adorable little girls.

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Cover Reveal: ‘The Stars in the Sky’ by Leslie McAdam

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We are beyond thrilled to share the incredibly sexy cover for The Stars in the Sky by Leslie McAdam! This standalone about a foul-mouthed vegan and tight-lipped rancher is set to explode onto your kindles on March 15, 2016!

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Cover Designer: Michele Catalano Creative
Photographer: Cory Stierley / Instagram
Model: Mitchell Wick / Facebook | Instagram

Blurb:

When foul-mouthed, tattooed, vegan Marie Diaz-Austin accepted a summer internship on a ranch north of Santa Barbara to work with underprivileged and special needs kids she was expecting hard work. She wasn’t expecting the gorgeous, but conservative rancher, Will Thrash who wants nothing to do with left-wing hippies like her.

While they both may be stubborn when it comes to climate change, they’re much less rigid about considering a summer fling. Although they hate each other’s politics, they can’t deny their immediate and growing attraction to each other. But when the stakes are raised and they’re forced to make a choice what will give? Their principles or themselves?

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The Sun and The Moon is now available in paperback!

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About the Author:

Leslie McAdam is a California girl who loves romance, Little Dude, and well-defined abs. She lives in a drafty old farmhouse on a small orange tree farm in Southern California with her husband and two small children. Leslie always encourages her kids to be themselves – even if it means letting her daughter wear leopard print from head to toe. An avid reader from a young age, she will always trade watching TV for reading a book, unless it’s Top Gear. Or football. Leslie is employed by day but spends her nights writing about the men you fantasize about. She’s unapologetically sarcastic and notoriously terrible at comma placement (that’s what editors are for!).

Always up for a laugh, Leslie tries to see humor in all things. When she’s not in the writing cave you’ll find her fangirling over Beck, camping with her family, or mixing up oil paints to depict her love of outdoors on canvas.

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