Friday, March 24, 2017

Pre-Order NOW: Harmless, Pier 70 - Book 4 by Nicole Edwards


Title: Harmless
Series: Pier 70 #4
Author: Nicole Edwards
Genre: Adult, MM Romance
Coming: March 28, 2017
He’s got a secret...
Roan Gregory, one of the four owners of Pier 70 Marina, has managed to paint himself as a loner in recent months. There’s a reason for that. And he’s got every intention of keeping that reason a secret. That is, until he no longer has the option.

He’s got a secret, too...
Colton Seguine, defenseman for the Austin Arrows, has gotten good at keeping the world from finding out that he’s gay. He knows exactly what he can and cannot do. And with whom. That is, until he sees Roan for the first time and all bets are off.

Some secrets are too big to keep.
Temperatures soar when this brooding bad boy gets his first taste of this smoking hot hockey player.

Can Roan and Seg push past each other’s defenses? Or -- thanks to the way the cards have been dealt -- will the time they spent together prove to be just a harmless one night stand?







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Tuesday, March 21, 2017

Release Blitz: Cocky Sentator's Daughter: Hannah Cocker by Faleena Hopkins

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COCKY SENATOR'S DAUGHTER: HANNAH COCKER
(Cocker Brothers of Atlanta Book #8)
By 
AUTHOR FALEENA HOPKINS
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SYNOPSIS
HANNAH COCKER

We descendants of six notorious brothers are a close knit group, because we have to protect each other. People want to be our friends, our lovers, for the wrong reasons... for what we can do for them. What they can take from us. And sometimes snakes wear masks. 

Every man I've dated in this city has either bored me or hurt me. 

So when my cousin, Sofia Sol, offers me a ride on the back of her Harley with no destination in mind besides out-of-Atlanta, can you blame me for saying yes?

TOBIAS KYRKOS
Life doesn't always give you what you want. You have to take it. Two years ago I lost a fight that cost me my Champion title. Now's my chance to turn the tide.

I don't know who the Cocker family is. Florida doesn't give a damn what happens in any other state. So when I spot Hannah Cocker for the first time, I don't know she's semi-famous, and I don't care. All I'm thinking is, how can I make that beautiful woman's sadness disappear? I'm not good enough to be her forever, but I sure can give her one hell of a ride tonight.

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Hannah presses closer into me, her fingertips tracing my skin. “My mom read to me every night, and taught me how before Kindergarten. She was really patient, you know? I don’t remember her ever losing her temper, at least not with me.”
“You see her lose it with someone else?”  
“She got mad at a plumber once, called him a robber. And when he left she kneeled in front of me and said, ‘Don’t ever let them take advantage of you because you’re a girl, Hannah.’ I think it’s my strongest memory of her. But I have photos, and my grandma recorded stories with my dad before she died.” 
I whisper, “How many?” 
“Tons.” Hannah’s chest caves in as she rubs her nose then wraps her arms around me again. She feels so good. “I haven’t listened to them in years. They’d make me miss her too much, and I miss her so badly already. I want my mom. I need her! Why’d that have to happen to her?” Her shoulders start shaking while I rock her. 
“I know, gorgeous, it sucks.” 
“So bad! It sucks so bad,” she whispers. “I hate it. I have a stepmother, and I love her. She’s great, and I know I’m lucky. I shouldn’t feel this badly, but Tobias, I want my real mom to meet my children. I want her to see who I marry. I want her to be able to slap my dad, like really hard! Maybe two times.” 
Quietly laughing at that last one, I ask, “You can’t do it?” 
“No,” she sighs, chuckling through the tears. “He’s too good a guy. But I kind of want to.” My chest rumbles with hers and then we go quiet together. “Thank you, Tobias.” 
“For?” 
“I think I needed to talk about her. I never do. All my cousins have both their parents. It’s only me who doesn’t, so they can’t ever understand. But then it’s like she was never here, and that’s not good.” Hannah meets my eyes. “And I’m sorry about what happened to you. I know they’re not the same stories…” 
“…but they’re the same feelings.” 
“Same loss.” Her stomach growls and she glances to it, making a face at the timing. 
I laugh and trace her cheek. “You hungry, babe?”
“Yeah, a little.” 
“Let’s get room service.” 
Her hand slides down my stomach and under my towel, which unlatches the haphazard knot. The damp cotton drifts to the ground. She takes hold of my sleeping length and smiles up at me, looking so beautiful my heart shudders. “I know what we can do while we wait for food to get here.” 
One of my eyebrows cocks up and I murmur against her waiting lips, “Let’s make the pain go away.”



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I write the kind of books I want to read, page turning, exciting escapes that lift the heart, melt it, and set it back down better than it was. ;) 

Strong family ties are always in my stories - they would take a bullet for anyone in their family if needed. Loyalty is number one. Though some fall at times, they forgive and help each other get back up.

I'm also an actress and filmmaker, and will be directing my first feature film in 2017, acting in it and yes, I wrote it. The book will come out when the movie does, and I'm so excited to share it with you. The MEN have been acting in and directing their own projects for a long time (Woody Allen, Ben Stiller, Ed Burns, Ben Affleck, etc...), why can't I? I hope you'll be by my side. You can see some of my showbiz resume here: http://imdb.me/faleenahopkins

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Friday, March 17, 2017

Happy Publiversary to Ann Lister for Sheet Music

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Sheet Music, A Rock 'n' Roll Love Story is what started Author Ann Lister's obsession with her sexy rockers.

Today we celebrate eight years since Sheet Music was published. In 2009 Ann introduced readers to the infamous guitar God, Michael Wade.

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Annie Logan and her band, White Rush, have been waiting years for their big break. Taking a last chance at stardom, Annie enters them into a ‘battle of the bands contest’ and wins an opportunity to perform with the legendary rock band, Thrust. This twist of fate puts Annie on a collision course with her larger-than-life rock hero, the infamous guitar God, Michael Wade. Annie’s model good looks and Michael’s dangerously raw rock ‘n’ roll swagger are like a burning fuse on a stick of dynamite. Would she be the woman to finally tame Michael’s wild ways and show him the true meaning of love or would the gritty reality of the music industry prove to be more than she could handle? A wild ride behind the scenes, Sheet Music will give you a backstage pass into the rock ‘n’ roll lifestyle full of egos, excess and extremes; where sometimes even true soul mates aren’t strong enough to survive the heat of the spotlight.
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Ann Lister is a native New Englander currently living on the island of Martha’s Vineyard with her husband. She has pulled details from her years living in the New England area and uses many local settings and landmarks in her novels. After graduating art school, marrying, and raising two daughters, she established her own video production company. Her nearly two decades working in video production included work within the music industry and won her a coveted Telly Award. Her ‘behind-the-scenes’ exposure to the music world and her love of rock music is the inspiration for her erotic rock star romances. The Rock Gods series gave her Bestselling Author status on Amazon. Beyond The Music, Book 7 in the series, hit #1 in the Gay Erotica genre during the Pre-Order and held that spot for several weeks. This last book in The Rock Gods series launches the spin-off series, Guarding The Gods, which releases in early Summer of 2016. 

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Happy Release Day to Path of Destruction by Cara Dee


Path of Destruction 
by Cara Dee
Release Date: March 16, 2017
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Synopsis
The first time Adeline Ivey danced into my life, high on ecstasy instead of life, was at the party before the kickoff of our seventh tour. I spotted her out on the lawn, a gorgeous girl spinning around in circles with her arms wide and a big smile directed at the Los Angeles sky.

We shared an insane summer on the road, surrounded by sex, drugs, and rock n' roll—a combination that could only end in disaster.

That was ten years ago. The world has forgotten Lincoln Hayes, rock god and guitarist in Path of Destruction. As the date of my parole hearing approaches, I'm nothing but a number in the system of the Michigan Department of Corrections. And as much as I want to forget the events of that summer and move on, the girl I can't get out of my head is trying to make an encore appearance in my life.


Excerpt

2007
Lincoln Hayes
She was damned beautiful, still.
I folded my arms over my chest, my knee bouncing. I sat like some slouch, and she was as stiff as a stick. Still talking. Her lips moved. Every now and then, she'd lick them, and I tilted my head. In a past life, I'd pushed my cock between those lips.
She shifted in her seat and sat a bit straighter. "I'm asking for permission. I know I don’t need it, but—"
"No, you really don’t," I replied flatly. Why she wanted to write our train wreck of a story was beyond me. I shrugged. "You said it'd be anonymous."
"No names," she confirmed. "No details that would give anyone up, nothing that led up to…" She gave the room a glance and winced.
I stared at her. "You can say prison, Ade."
*   *   *
1998
"Destruction! Destruction! Destruction!"
The Forum in LA was alive tonight.
Mikey got behind the drums, his kid brother having taken care of soundcheck. We were getting lazy. Everything was handed to us. Tony followed, zipping up his leathers after a pre-show blow job. A roadie handed him his guitar. Then Sam joined, and we were ready.
"Destruction! Destruction! Destruction!"
I drained my beer and threw it somewhere behind the amps.
The second I hit the first chord, the arena erupted in cheers, screams, and stomping feet. I repeated the six-note lick a few times, teasing the audience. The buzz coursed through me and mingled with the coke; these days, it was the only way I knew I was alive. It put a grin on my face, and my heart pumped blood through my system, offering a moment where I was fucking ecstatic. A moment where these shitheads weren't so shitty, after all. Maybe I even loved them for seeing me as a god who could do no wrong.
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Adeline Ivey
1998
"Can I come with you on tour?" I asked casually. "When are you leaving, again?" Men like it when you don't want it. "I mean, I wouldn’t sleep with you," I tossed out flippantly. Lying through my teeth.
That crashed and burned. He didn’t see a challenge. "Don't worry, I don’t fuck twelve-year-olds."
"Ouch." Except, it didn’t hurt at all. "I'm eighteen, numbnuts." I sat up in the grass, my hair spilling down my front.
"Do you even know what to do with a cock?"
"I suck it like a lollipop." I showed my palms, a lazy grin on my face. "Sorry, no virtue to protect."
He merely laughed, and I bit my lip and scrunched my nose. So…? Was he gonna let me tag along? A girl had to know. Then he nodded and stood up.
"The bus is at the Beverly Wilshire. Be there at seven AM and ask for Lincoln."
He started walking away while I did a little shimmy in the grass. Fuck yes, I was going on tour. More importantly, I was leaving the West Coast! That made me giggle, but I stopped when I had another question.
"Who's Lincoln?" I called after him.
He flicked his cigarette into the pool. "The guy whose cock you'll suck like a lollipop."
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2007
It messed with me, having a fresh memory of Lincoln.
In the last decade, he'd become more and more a ghost. A twinge that tugged at me every now and then, or visited me when I slept. Now there was the crystal-clear image of his face and hardened features, his body in that navy blue, scrub-like prison uniform, and fuck-off attitude. He despised me.
"Where's Abel?" Jesse asked quietly.
"Not home from school yet." I walked over to him and rubbed his neck gently. "You look more and more like your father every day. You know that?"
He smiled faintly and closed his eyes. "I miss him."
"Me, too." I refused to get emotional. In front of Jesse and his little brother, I had to remain strong.

About the Author
There aren't many things better than picking up my Kindle and getting completely sucked into a whole new world—where words morph into images and characters' moods suddenly reflect my own. Aside from good plot and writing, for me, it boils down to relatable characters. 

As a writer, I'm not finished until the men and women in my books come to life, until I can see them as real people, until I can connect with them. Which means I write what I want to read: everyday heroes and heroines who have the same struggles we all do. They evolve, have flaws, make mistakes and amends, learn, and find the endings they fight for. 

Those are the characters who take the readers on a journey away from work, laundry, grocery shopping, and to-do lists. 

When I'm not writing, researching, or brainstorming, I'm either planning my next trip (never-ending bucket list!), reading, watching hockey, or spending time with family and friends.

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Monday, March 13, 2017

Review Tour for Praying for Dawn by Autumn Winchester

Praying for Dawn
by 
Autumn Winchester
A simple girl.
A simple man.
Both brought together in the most unexpected way.
On her fourteenth birthday, Dawn was kidnapped by a close family friend and forced into a brutal sex trafficking ring. Will a perfect stranger be the answer to her prayers?
In this modern-day mafia novel, Elijah finds his long-lost childhood love. He vows to do anything to prove to her that nothing is simply black and white.
Excerpt
I looked behind us, seeing a black car following us. The same black car I had seen a few other times, but never really thought anything about it. I had seen it at the front gate the day of the trial, and I made sure to stay away from the windows that day, and the days following. A few times that we had been out around town, I had seen it across the street in places that we parked. Picking up his own phone, he called Kaleb, telling him where we were, and to track the car’s location, as he took turns that lead us away from his parents. He slowly sped up, increasing his speed. His voice was rough with nerves, and possibly thrill. He was a FBI agent, and from what I had seen on TV, they like the feel of chases, but usually the rules were reversed. “I’m going to take you back home, and have Joslyn keep Lizzy,” Elijah said, taking a sharp turn around a corner as the car behind us caught up to us. Elijah answered, sending a bolt of fear down my spine. “Hang on.” There wasn’t really much to hang onto, as he turned another corner, peeling out as the back tires screeched before he gunned it again, going down a different road. I gripped the handle on the door with one hand, and with the other I grabbed onto the seat belt as I was roughly forced to the side as he turned the corner. Both my hands were white as I held on for what felt like my life. Once he got the car was straightened out, another car came out of the trees, fast, hitting us on the front fender sideways, causing us to swerve off the road and into a ditch and rolling once. My head hit the side door window. We were going too fast for Elijah to brake safely to try to slow the collusion. The white airbags blew, hitting me in the face and blocking my vision from the front and side. Everything began to blur together. The sound of the front window breaking reached my ears with the impact as the car rolled on its side. The roof gave in against the ground. The thud as the other side flipped over. The car bounced, once, twice, before stopping, motionless. My heart pounded, and I could feel a trickle of blood down the side of my face. The last thing I heard before everything went dark, was Elijah. “Shit!”


This is my first book by Autumn Winchester. 
This book has triggers with abuse, but she handled it so eloquently that it left me hurting for these characters as they were on their journey to their love story. I felt like I was there with them.
The characters were well developed and complex. The storyline was weaved around you as layers upon layers were applied, so as not to feel rushed or the subject matter not taken seriously.
I can't wait to read more by Autumn and this book was refreshing and well executed which is something I have been lacking in the books I've read lately. 
Well Done.

About the Author
I am a mother of 4 kids. I live in Central USA. I grew up in the middle of nowhere. I have a dog and cat, who do not get along at all. I tend to be the quieter type of person. I was botn to write, and love to spend any free time doing just that.



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