Thursday, October 29, 2015

He's Captured My Soul Bu Karen Frances

Title: He's Captured My Soul 
Author : Karen Frances 
Genre: Romance

Libby Stewart has everything she could possibly dream of, and more. She has the job she has always dreamed of, she is the manger of Stewart Hotel and Country Estate. A hotel on the bonnie banks of Loch Lomond. She has a close relationship with her family. The relationship she shares with her twin brother Ethan and his daughter, is extra special because of the loss they have suffered.

She also has the man of her wildest dreams. Never in a million years did Libby see herself falling so quickly for a man again. But she fell hard for Alexander Mathews, the arrogant, yet sexy American businessman. 

They connect on all levels. They have passion and chemistry that is off the charts. But has their relationship moved too fast?

Just when Libby thinks there is nothing to stand in their way of true happiness, tragedy strikes. Libby is left wondering if history is about to repeat itself for the Stewart family. Can Libby find the strength deep within, to overcome the situation she finds herself in?

Karen Frances is the author of author of The Captured Series.
She currently lives just outside Glasgow, Scotland, with her husband, five children and two dogs. She spends some of her free time trying to keep fit and prepare healthy meals for her family, when their busy schedules allow them all to sit down at meal times together. She loves nothing more than spending time socialising with her closest family and friends, whether that’s a day out or more often than not a BBQ or meal at her home for everyone.  After years of running after her three sons to and from football, she finally has some free time in the evenings for herself, which, when she’s not a taxi service for her daughters, she usually spends reading or writing.

Wednesday, October 28, 2015

Wild World By Charlotte Byrd

Title: Wild World 2
Series: Rise of the Billionaire #2
Author: Charlotte Byrd
Genre: New Adult/College Romance
 Release Date: October 20, 2015


A love story between an Alpha CEO, soon-to-be billionaire, and a good girl.

Sex, Money, and Yosemite

Just when Annabelle thinks things can’t get any worse, they do. When her mother dies, she goes on a week-long camping trip to Yosemite to escape her crappy life. Deep in the woods, she has a one-night stand with a hot stranger whom she never expects to see again.

Back at home, Annabelle’s life is filled with a never-ending job search. Her bills are piling up. It’s only a matter of months until her roommate kicks her out.

Then, out of the blue, she receives a mysterious job offer: personal assistant to the CEO at Wild International, a place she has never applied!

Her boss is Gatsby Wild, a sexy, arrogant soon-to-be billionaire who has way too many secrets. And the biggest one so far is that he’s Annabelle’s one and only one-night stand!

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Contemporary new adult romance author Charlotte Byrd loves short reads and serials that are both steamy and energetic. She writes about hot motorcycle dudes and billionaires and the strong women who love them. She loves the feeling of falling in love and Happily Ever After. Charlotte Byrd used to live in Los Angeles, but now resides in a small Southern California desert with her patient husband and not-so-patient dog, Charlie.

Charlotte Byrd grew up on the East Coast and moved to Los Angeles to attend the University of Southern California. In no particular order, she loves chocolate, animals, nature, hiking and travel.

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Tuesday, October 27, 2015

A Moment Of Weakness By Brooklyn Skye

Title: A Moment of Weakness
Series: Boston Alibi #1
Author: Brooklyn Skye
Publisher: Entangled: Brazen
Genre: Contemporary Romance (Hot)
 Release Date: October 19, 2015


Until her new job starts in September, buttoned-up elementary school teacher Laurel Harris is at loose ends and in need of cash. Fortunately her best friend's older brother is a single dad and desperately needs a nanny. Or so she’s told. She doesn’t anticipate him being such a menacing, muscled, and undeniably gorgeous man…or that he has zero interest in hiring a nanny.

Micah Crane will do right by his young daughter, no matter the cost. And right now, that cost is juggling parenthood with long hours at his bar and working as an enforcer for a notorious crime boss. He doesn’t need another complication in his life, but the sweet, frustratingly opinionated little blonde hell-bent on caring for his daughter stirs his blood like no woman ever has.
All it takes is a moment of weakness to ignite the lust blazing between them. A moment that will unravel their self-control and unleash all of Micah’s darkest secrets...

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She opened her mouth, but before she could get anything out, he said, “How about we show you where you’ll be sleeping,” and walked out of the kitchen, gesturing for her to follow.

Silently, she trailed him, her suitcase bumping along the carpeted hallway. With each step, she catalogued what she knew of him so far.

Right foot. Raising six-year-old alone.

Left foot. Has taken some precautions in keeping Shaelynn safe, but might need some help with that.

Right foot. His backside is really, really nice to look at.

Left foot. I wonder if those muscles under his back pockets feel as hard as they look—

“It’s only a two-bedroom apartment,” he said, suddenly coming to a stop. The movement was too fast, and by the time her brain caught up, she was already slamming into the back of him. Right against the butt she’d been staring at.

Oh my god.

He twirled fast and clamped his huge hand around the top of her arm to steady her, those brown eyes ticking from her eyes to her forehead to her ears, mouth, over her shoulder, then back to her eyes. The force of his stare triggered a nervous giggle from her lips.

“I’m so sorry,” she said, forcing her gaze to stay with his even though the intensity was making her a little dizzy. “I didn’t expect you to stop right there.”

“We’re at the end of the hallway,” he said, unamused.

Right. But… She pointed to where the carpet dead ended. “I couldn’t see because of your…”

Butt. Not a chance she’d admit that.

Your entire ginormous body blocking my view. Yeah, not that either.

“Because of…um, you,” she said, swallowing down what she hoped was all of her embarrassment.

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Brooklyn Skye grew up in a small town where she quickly realized writing was an escape from small town life. Really, she’s just your average awkward girl who’s obsessed with words. She writes young adult, new adult, and romance fiction. You can follow her on Twitter as @brooklyn__skye, Instagram as @brooklynskyewrites, or visit her website for updates, teasers, giveaways, and more.

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Monday, October 26, 2015

Ugly By Margaret McHeyzer

Title: Ugly
Author: Margaret McHeyzer
Genre: YA/NA
 Release Date: October 26, 2015


If I were dead, I wouldn't be able to see.
If I were dead, I wouldn't be able to feel. 
If I were dead, he'd never raise his hand to me again. 
If I were dead, his words wouldn't cut as deep as they do. 
If I were dead, I'd be beautiful and I wouldn't be so...ugly.

I'm not dead...but I wish I was.

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It’s days like today I wish I was dead.

“Lily Anderson, you get your ugly ass out here right this minute. Don’t make me come after you,” Daddy screams.

He’s so angry. I knew the moment I heard him come home from work I was in for it. I was in my bedroom, lying on the floor trying to do my math. He slammed the front door so hard the windows in my room shook.

And then I knew, I knew I was in for it.

“Lily Anderson!” he yells again.

As soon as I heard him yell I ran to my hiding spot. I’m inside the closet in the hallway, wedged as far into the corner as I can get. Mom’s old coat hangs in front of me and I can still smell a faint waft of the perfume she used to wear.

“Lily Anderson!” he shouts. I can hear the anger in his voice and I can already feel the pain he’s going to inflict on me when he opens the closet door. I know what’s coming.

I close my eyes tight, scrunching them up so no light can seep through. I put my hands over my ears so I can’t hear him.

“I swear to God; if I have to find you, you will not sit for a month.”

My knees are folded into my chest. I’m trying to make myself small, invisible, so he forgets I’m here. I’m rocking myself, trying to block out what he’s saying.

School is safe. School is safe. School is safe. I keep repeating the mantra because in a few short hours I’ll be back at school. Maybe tomorrow I can go to the library after school, stay there until it closes and then sneak in after Dad’s passed out, because he’s had too much to drink.

It was never like this before. Ever.

I’m twelve years old and I can remember when Mom, Dad, and I were all happy. But that was years ago. It’s been a long time since there’s been any happiness in this house.

Well, before Mom died anyway, and not a day since.

Mom died when I was nine. I don’t remember much about her, except I remember her telling me how ugly I am. How life would be better if I was taken away from them. How I’ll never be anything, because I’m stupid and ugly.

Sometimes I dream happy things. Like me, Mom, Dad and a little blond-haired boy all going for a picnic. The sun beamed down on us as we played outside and laughed. We’d eat yummy sandwiches Mom made for us, and we’d drink homemade lemonade. We’d spend hours outside, laughing and talking and just having fun. Mom would tell me how pretty I am, and how much she loved me. She would play with my hair, braid it, and then we’d go and pick bright flowers to take home and put in a vase. Dad would smile and call us “his girls”, always kissing Mom and hugging me. Dad would put the little boy on his shoulders and run around the park, trying to catch the clouds.

I love those dreams, and I hold onto them; wishing they were real. But I’ve never had a mom like that, and my dad doesn’t talk much unless it’s with his fists, or to tell me how ugly and useless I am.

I feel him walking around the house. The floorboards creak and the vibrations from his footsteps come through the floor to where my bottom is. I close my eyes tighter and try and breathe as quietly as I can.

Please go away, Daddy. Please go away.

My heart is beating so fast. My hands are shaking and I’m trying really hard not to think about what’s going to happen the minute he opens the closet door.

Shhh, it’s so quiet. The only sound is my heart thrumming in my ears. Nothing else. Not a whisper, not a rattle…nothing.

Maybe Daddy’s left. Maybe he’s gone to the pub to have a few drinks. Maybe, just maybe, he’s left...forever.

I take a deep breath and just relax for a moment. My shoulders drop and I finally stop rocking.

Slowly I take my hands down from my ears, and I’m so happy because I can’t hear him yelling at me. I can’t hear him at all.

Gradually, I begin to unscrunch my eyes from the way I’ve tightly closed them. But something’s not right. There’s light coming into the closet.

I don’t even get a chance to open them fully before a rough hand reaches in, latches onto my ponytail and yanks.

“I told you it’d be worse for you if I had to find you,” Dad says, as he drags me out of the closet by my hair.

I’m desperately trying to hold onto my head so he doesn’t rip my hair out. My feet are trying to find traction on the dirty floorboards.

“Please, Daddy. Please. You’re hurting me,” I begin sobbing as I plead with him.

“Then your ugly ass should’ve come when I called you, you stupid bitch. You’re fucking worthless, you ugly idiot,” he says. But now his voice is calm as he continues to drag me toward the family room.

That’s when he’s most scary. When his voice is low and his eyes are filled with hate.

He throws me against the side of the sofa and takes a step back to look at me.

I look up and can see he’s the angriest I’ve ever seen him. “You dumb, ugly piece of shit,” he says, as he paces back and forth in front of me.

“Sorry, Daddy. Whatever I did, I’m so sorry.” I cower into myself, trying to make myself as small as possible.

“You’re just too fucking stupid, aren’t you?” he spits toward me as he brings his hand up to scratch at his chin.

“I’m sorry,” I say again. Tears are falling hot and fast down my cheeks. My head hurts from where he was pulling my hair, but I don’t dare try to rub the spot.

“You ugly fuck.” He kicks a boot into my leg.

The pain is instant and my leg feels like it’s shattered. “Please, Daddy,” I beg again, burying my face into my hands.

But ‘please’ never seems to work.

Nothing does.

I’ve just got to take the beatings, because that’s what stupid, ugly girls do.

Author Bio

There's something about the written word that is pure magic.

Possibly it's the fact there are 26 letters in the English alphabet, and they can create something so beautiful or so empowering they're capable to change our lives.

How important is it that we break suit and stretch our minds?

I like to think of myself as 'unique'. My stories aren't for everyone, and sometimes I may push what you believe to be 'normal'.

Normal is subjective.

I prefer to be known as a person who's never been 'bound by custom' but is 'unique by choice'.

I hope you do read and enjoy my stories.

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Indecent Cravings By S.K. Cross

Title: Indecent Cravings: Part Five
Series: Indecent Cravings #5
Author: S.K. Cross
Genre: Erotic Romance
 Release Date: October 15, 2015


Part 5 of an "OVER-THE-TOP fetishistic wild ride of kinky romance laced with humor, mystery, and vibrant sexy characters that leap off the page!"

Devastated by the news she learned at the end of Part Four, Abigail falls into a dark lonely time. She cuts Lukas Thorn out of her life, abandons the new identity she created in Florida, and gives in to her family's demands.

Drifting in a gray emotionless existence, her world is violently flipped upside down by three events in twenty-four hours that answer some questions while raising others. Abigail is suddenly yanked out of her troubled world into a scary but sexy adventure in a place she never thought she'd be... with a man she never thought she'd be with.

This is the one with: Cornfields, the Trowbridge family dinner in Concord, The First Lady of Corn, "all gray all the time", stealing the minister's car, talking to the moon in the Public Garden, the abandoned farmhouse, Elyse's interrogation, Abigail on the cliff, a visit to the "White House", and Zander's fate.
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With the intensity of a coiled raptor making its move, he's on top of me. I press upwards, but I'm instantly hypnotized by the mass of tattoos over his taut chest muscles, lit by the dim moonlight. My breath comes in short aching gasps as he inches his lean carved body down onto me, one hand snaking its way up my thigh. I stop trying to resist and give in, my fingernails clawing his chiseled back. The old floor beneath us creaks in anticipation.


"Now you're mine!" he says as he forces his lips down onto me and his hand leaps between my legs.

The incredible array of stars outside the window wink at me as he bites my ear and sinks his tongue down my neck. His hand is doing amazing things, making me shudder in a rush of sensations amped up so high because I haven't felt anything in so long. Sweet heaven! His lips drift down to my breasts, a wet sensation of tiny circles sending me into a maelstrom of unearthly bliss. I gasp and buck when his teeth graze my hard nipple, my hands digging into the rock-hard sides of his waist.


"You're so sexy," he says. "The first time I saw you, I wanted to throw you up against the wall and take you raw... the way you want to be taken... the way you need to be taken."

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I am the owner of a foul-mouthed dirty mind, a living contradiction who enjoys pushing hot sexy fun to the edges of normalcy ... while telling the stories of inspiring characters who rise above personal challenges to live happy and fulfilled lives.

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Friday, October 23, 2015

Caress Part Three By Josie Litton

Title: Caress Part Three
Series: Arcadia #3
Author: Josie Litton
Genre: Contemporary Romance/New Adult
 Release Date: October 14, 2015

CARESS Parts One - Three are now all available!


Welcome to the Arcadia, Manhattan’s most seductive address. For almost a century, the exclusive Art Deco apartment building overlooking Central Park has been home to passionate, star-crossed lovers. Now a new generation is about to discover the obsession and mystery hidden within its luxurious walls.

When Emma Whittaker returns to the building where she grew up, she wants only to gain a foot-hold in a city that has turned cold and hostile since her family’s fall from grace. Instead, she meets the one man who can shatter all her hopes or fulfill them beyond her wildest dreams.

Lucas Phelps is New York’s premiere realtor, the confidant of stars, tech moguls, and oligarchs, gatekeeper to the city’s most sought after properties, none more so than the Arcadia itself. At ease in the world of the wealthiest and most powerful, Lucas has long since hidden his true nature behind steely resolve.

But his deepest yearnings will return to haunt him when he and Emma cross paths. As they seek to unravel a decades-old mystery, they will discover that the betrayals of the past still reach into the present, endangering them and everything they could have together.

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Lucas’ hands tightened on my shoulders. He was waiting for an answer.

Mutely, I looked away.

But not so far that I couldn’t see his reaction. His expression darkened. I shivered as his gazed moved over me, at once icy in intent and flaming hot.

“That’s how you want to play it?” he asked.

Play it? I wasn’t playing, not remotely. I was…drowning? No, that couldn’t be right because I was catching fire, ignited by him, by my own desires and by something more that I didn’t dare name.

“I’m not--”

I got that much out before his mouth closed on mine, rough, hard, demanding. His tongue thrust deep, filling me with his taste, claiming me. For just an instant I hesitated, remembering my hard won independence, the ring fence of old pain separating me from the world. Then it crumbled and I opened for him, giving him with my body what I couldn’t admit to with words.


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Josie Litton is the author of several NY Times and USA Today bestselling romances. She’s been reading romances ever since she was twelve years old and discovered a stash of (sweet) Harlequins in a used bookstore. She devoured them by flashlight and never looked back. Married to the love of her life, she has two grown children, a house she’d like to downsize, and a garden that is always in need of weeding because she’s too busy writing. Chat with her on Facebook and Twitter, and sees what inspires her on Pinterest.

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