Release Day Blitz ~ Vanishing Dreams by Nicole Edwards

Dalton Calhoun hadn’t always planned on a life up on the big stage, beneath the bright lights, but that was where he found himself. A second chance of sorts. An opportunity that had come along after his real dreams vanished when he was eighteen years old. Although country music was more than he could’ve expected, he’d never dismissed the notion that there was still something missing. 

When Dalton followed his buddy Cooper Krenshaw to Devil’s Bend, Texas, it didn’t take long before Dalton realized just what that was. But just because he has topped the country music charts, and made his fair share of women swoon, doesn’t mean that everything comes easy to him. And when he sets his sights on the black-haired, gray-eyed waitress at The Rusty Nail, Dalton realizes he might just have to work for what he wants. 

Katie Clarren’s life has been a series of unfortunate events, starting from the time her mother left on her eighteenth birthday. Not exactly how she had planned to spend one of the major turning points in her young life. Nor had she planned to spend the next five years dealing with the fallout. Somewhere along the way, Katie adapted, doing exactly what she needed to do in order to survive. But Katie has secrets that even her closest friends don’t know. Secrets she has worked hard to protect. 

Although she longs for handsome, charming, country music sensation, Dalton Calhoun, she knows that anything that starts between them can’t last. Too bad her heart doesn’t seem to be on the same page. Katie gives in to her love for Dalton, needing that human connection that has been missing for so long. But when it comes time to make the hard decisions, Katie forces herself to walk away from him. To protect her secrets, and him. The last thing she wants to do is hurt Dalton, no matter how much pain she has to endure in the process. She loves him. 

Can the two of them overcome the secrets and lies? Can they look to the future and stop living in the past? Or will they keep dwelling on the dreams that vanished, not seeing what is right in front of them? Each other.

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New York Times bestselling author Nicole Edwards launched her professional writing career in July of 2012. Having been an avid reader all of her life and a huge fan of creative writing, it seemed the likely path for her to take. Since then, she has released fifteen books and has no plans to stop. As her full-time career/hobby, Nicole writes steamy contemporary and erotic romances.

Nicole is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who was born and raised in Texas. Married with three kids and four dogs, she has plenty of interaction to keep her imagination brewing. Her books have been featured in USA Today’s Happy Ever After segment as well as Indie Reader’s best seller list. She has forged her way as an independent author.

Although she has a bachelor’s degree in Human Resources, she prefers to be hiding out in her writing cave, talking to the fictional characters that have built up in her head over the years.

When she isn’t writing or plotting her next book (sometimes translated to “playing on Facebook”), Nicole loves to read and spend time with her family and her dogs.   

 

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The Half of Us

By Cardeno C.

Published: October 10th 2014 by Dreamspinner Press

Short-tempered, arrogant heart surgeon Jason Garcia grew up wanting a close-knit family, but believes he ruined those dreams when he broke up his marriage. The benefit of divorce is having as much random sex as he wants, and it’s a benefit Jason is exploiting when he meets a sweet, shy man at a bar and convinces him to go home for a no-strings-attached night of fun.

Eight years living in Las Vegas hasn’t dimmed Abe Green’s optimism, earnestness, or desire to find the one. When a sexy man with lonely eyes propositions him, Abe decides to give himself a birthday present—one night of spontaneous fun with no thoughts of the future. But one night turns into two and then three, and Abe realizes his heart is involved. For the first time, Abe feels safe enough with someone he respects and adores to let go of his inhibitions in the bedroom. If Jason can get past his own inhibitions and open his heart and his life to Abe, he might finally find the family he craves.

EXCERPT: 

Abe turned around and leaned against the peninsula. “We’ll eat dinner and then we can get in the bath and talk.”
“Talk?”
Abe threw back his head and laughed.
“What?”
“We suck at this,” he said. “Both of us.”
Jason arched his eyebrows and curled one side of his lips up. “Oh, we both suck plenty.”
“Cut it out.” Abe chuckled and lightly smacked Jason’s shoulder.
“Sorry.” Jason cleared his throat and tried to look serious. “What do we suck at?”
“Talking.”
He reared back. “We talk.”
“We do,” Abe agreed. “But not about everything we should.”
“Fine.” Jason sighed dramatically. “If you feed me and get naked and wet with me, I’m willing to suffer through a conversation.”
“You really are a giver,” Abe said sarcastically.
Jason arched his eyebrows, brought his fist to his mouth, and coughed.
Abe shook his head. “Is there anything you can’t turn into a sexual innuendo?”
“Is there anything you can say that isn’t a sexual innuendo?”
“Apparently not,” Abe conceded. He ran one finger down Jason’s chest, over his stomach, and across his groin. “My subconscious must see you and think sex, so everything gets tainted.”
“Aww, baby, you say the sweetest things,” Jason said as he stepped closer.
Abe rolled his eyes.
“You do,” Jason insisted, his voice full of humor.
Abe shook his head and snorted.


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REVIEW:

Jason only does hook-ups. He is a doctor and convinces himself he doesn't have time for a relationship. Of course if he did have a relationship how could he ever tell his children. It's bad enough he couldn't keep his vows to his wife. 

Abe never does hook-ups but it's his birthday and the most gorgeous man just walked in the club. He has a great night with Jason and wishes he could see him again. When Jason shows up again he starts to have hope, but Jason doesn't let him into his world, it's just sex to him. 

When their "real lives" collide Jason's ex-wife has a few things to tell Jason. She tells him to get his head out of his ass and go for it. Don't you just love ex-wives who know their husbands?  

As always with CC's books the characters are well developed and the relationship grows slowly. I love reading her books because I am never disappointed and am always left with a great feeling when I'm done. 

 

Cardeno C. – CC to friends – is a hopeless romantic who wants to add a lot of happiness and a few “awwws” into a reader’s day. Writing is a nice break from real life as a corporate type and volunteer work with gay rights organizations. Cardeno’s stories range from sweet to intense, contemporary to paranormal, long to short, but they always include strong relationships and walks into the happily-ever-after sunset.

Cardeno’s Home, Family, and Mates series have received awards from Love Romances and More Golden Roses, Rainbow Awards, the Goodreads M/Romance Group, and various reviewers. But even more special to CC are heartfelt reactions from readers, like, “You bring joy and love and make it part of the every day.”

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SYNOPSIS

Chained To The Past. On the brink of going pro in MMA, Tyler Graves has defied his past—a past where going to jail for beating the hell out of his foster father took him away from the girl he loved and swore to protect, leaving her in the house of the man who abused them both. Chained To Regret. No matter how much time has passed, Danielle Debasco weighs on Ty’s mind and conscience. He was supposed to save her, instead he abandoned her. Chained To Love. To free Danny from the abusive man who still haunts her, Ty’s faced with sacrificing his future by finishing what he started four years ago—taking vengeance. But, this time will be different. This time he won’t stop until the horrors of their past are sealed not just in blood, but in death.

REVIEW

Tyler Graves is fighting for his chance to get a professional MMA match. He's so close he can taste it.  Tyler hasn't had an easy life and fighting is the only thing he's ever been good at. During his fight his opponent tells him the girl he was in foster-care with in his teens is a whore, and he will be between her legs that night. Tyler loses it and beats the man half dead. 

When he gets out of the ring he has to find Danny. He left her the night he turned eighteen and beat his foster father for abusing both himself and Danny. Tyler went to jail for that little mistake. The bigger mistake was not taking Danny with him when he left. She had to endure two more years with that creep before getting out. Now he finds her strung out on drugs and using her body to get money. Tyler has to decide if his past is more important than his future, and if he has to will he go back to jail for his first love?

I loved Tyler in this book. He is protective and loving and everything you would want in a guy. Danny I didn't like so much. She's a user and for most of the book I didn't really feel her love for Tyler. The two have a connection that was forged from an abusive past. Tyler left and Danny thinks he will leave her again. 

The story had a lot of ups and downs and I felt I had to push myself to continue at some points. I would like to know what happens next so I'm giving it 3 stars. 

EXCERPT

“Did you ever try to find your mom?” Danny asked me. She’d insisted on coming downstairs for lunch the next day.
“Sip slow,” I told her, handing her a cup of chicken broth. “No. I never tried to find her.”
“Do you ever think about it?” she asked, taking a couple crackers out of the box I set on the table.
“No. She took off on me. I don’t want to force my way into someone’s life who doesn’t want me there.” She made an, “Mmm,” sound, nodding and staring into her mug. “What about you?” I asked. “Have you talked to your mom?” Danny was taken away. Her mom wanted her, but she couldn’t take care of her. When we were with Striker, she’d make wishes on stars and dandelion fuzz and birthday candles for her mom to take her back home, but her mom never got her shit together.
“A couple years ago,” Danny said, “Striker told me she overdosed.” I put down the glass of water I’d poured her a bit too hard, with a thunk that echoed.
“She’s dead?”
“That’s what he said.” I watched her take a sip of her broth, hesitant to say what I was thinking. But it was Danny, and she’d have already thought it, too.
“Was he lying?” She shook her head.
“I looked it up online at the library. Found her obituary. It didn’t mention a daughter.” I sank into the chair beside her and took her hand.
“You know what sucked the worst about my mom leaving me? She didn’t want to know me anymore. I mean, it was fucking shitty of her to abandon her kid, but after that, when I was alone at night in the dark I thought about how she didn’t know I liked to draw.”
“You lived to draw,” Danny said, squeezing my hand.
“Yeah, and she had no idea. She didn’t know that when she left the lady next door made me sleep on an old dog bed infested with fleas and sprayed me off with the hose instead of letting me shower.” “How can people be so cruel? You were a little kid.” “We were both little kids, Dan. People are fucking animals. They take care of their own and screw everyone else.” “Not everybody,” she said. I thought about Mike. “No, I guess not everybody. Most people.” “I thought my mom wanted me,” she said. “I thought she’d try to get me back. When they took me away, she cried and promised she’d do everything she had to so we’d be together again.” She looked up at me with watery blue eyes. “She lied. She never tried to get me back.” The pained expression on her face gripped me inside and twisted. I hated her mom. I hated Striker. I hated my

own mom. How could they all do this to us? Then it hit me. I promised to go back for her, and I never did. Just like her mom. I leaned forward, pressing her hand against my chest and my lips to her temple. “I want you, Danielle. I want you in my life. I always have. I was selfish and caught up in setting things right first, but I never forgot about you.” She turned to me and stroked my cheek. Her eyes roamed my face, her sorrow of past memories gone. She watched her fingertips grazed my lips and lifted her eyes to mine, asking permission. My heart drummed. I took her hand away and cupped her face, bringing her close enough to feel her breath on my cheek. I ran the tip of my nose up and down the ridge of hers before tilting her head and securing my lips against hers. It was like breathing in life. Like I’d only been keeping myself alive with air in my lungs, food and water, but this—Danny in my arms with our lips seeking and discovering—this was really being alive. The tip of her tongue edged along my bottom lip and started a fire in my gut. I dropped my hands from her face and wrapped my arms around her, pulling her onto my lap. Our tongues darted in and out, shy and bold at the same time, learning the feel of each other. How could Danny—my Danny—still have part of her for me to discover? The thought sent my mind south of her navel. Danny wasn’t the girl she used to be. If I were honest, I’d admit to myself that I’d noticed it when we were teenagers. She’d gotten hips and breasts and a firm, round ass. By the time she was fourteen, it was hard to look at her like she was the same little girl anymore. I never thought of her as a sister. Maybe if we’d lived in a house that was like an actual family instead of an abusive nightmare. Sitting here with her ass pressed against my crotch and her lips and tongue slick and hot against mine, I was so fucking happy I’d never thought of her as my sister, or I’d be in for some serious guilt. There was no way I was turning back from being this close to her. I wanted more. I wanted closer. I wanted inside her. She parted her lips from mine, panting, and looked at me with hazy eyes. The last thing I wanted was to pressure her, scare her. “Should we stop?” I asked, hearing the deep rasp of lust in my voice. She gazed into my eyes for a moment before shaking her head and falling back into our kiss. I stood, picking her up in my arms, and carried her upstairs. In the bedroom, I laid her down on the bed and straddled her, sitting on my knees with my hands on either side of her head. “I need you to tell me if you don’t want to do this,” I said. “Or if you want me to stop.” She gave me a sinful smile and looked up at me with those lusty, hooded eyes. “I’ve wanted this for as long as I knew what sex was, Tyler.” She ran her hands up my thighs. “I wanted this to take away what I didn’t want. To replace it with you. Someone who cared. Someone safe.”

“Did you ever try to find your mom?” Danny asked me. She’d insisted on coming downstairs for lunch the next day. “Sip slow,” I told her, handing her a cup of chicken broth. “No. I never tried to find her.” “Do you ever think about it?” she asked, taking a couple crackers out of the box I set on the table. “No. She took off on me. I don’t want to force my way into someone’s life who doesn’t want me there.” She made an, “Mmm,” sound, nodding and staring into her mug. “What about you?” I asked. “Have you talked to your mom?” Danny was taken away. Her mom wanted her, but she couldn’t take care of her. When we were with Striker, she’d make wishes on stars and dandelion fuzz and birthday candles for her mom to take her back home, but her mom never got her shit together. “A couple years ago,” Danny said, “Striker told me she overdosed.” I put down the glass of water I’d poured her a bit too hard, with a thunk that echoed. “She’s dead?” “That’s what he said.”

I watched her take a sip of her broth, hesitant to say what I was thinking. But it was Danny, and she’d have already thought it, too. “Was he lying?” She shook her head. “I looked it up online at the library. Found her obituary. It didn’t mention a daughter.” I sank into the chair beside her and took her hand. “You know what sucked the worst about my mom leaving me? She didn’t want to know me anymore. I mean, it was fucking shitty of her to abandon her kid, but after that, when I was alone at night in the dark I thought about how she didn’t know I liked to draw.” “You lived to draw,” Danny said, squeezing my hand. “Yeah, and she had no idea. She didn’t know that when she left the lady next door made me sleep on an old dog bed infested with fleas and sprayed me off with the hose instead of letting me shower.” “How can people be so cruel? You were a little kid.” “We were both little kids, Dan. People are fucking animals. They take care of their own and screw everyone else.” “Not everybody,” she said. I thought about Mike. “No, I guess not everybody. Most people.” “I thought my mom wanted me,” she said. “I thought she’d try to get me back. When they took me away, she cried and promised she’d do everything she had to so we’d be together again.” She looked up at me with watery blue eyes. “She lied. She never tried to get me back.” The pained expression on her face gripped me inside and twisted. I hated her mom. I hated Striker. I hated my own mom. How could they all do this to us? Then it hit me. I promised to go back for her, and I never did. Just like her mom. I leaned forward, pressing her hand against my chest and my lips to her temple. “I want you, Danielle. I want you in my life. I always have. I was selfish and caught up in setting things right first, but I never forgot about you.” She turned to me and stroked my cheek. Her eyes roamed my face, her sorrow of past memories gone. She watched her fingertips grazed my lips and lifted her eyes to mine, asking permission. My heart drummed. I took her hand away and cupped her face, bringing her close enough to feel her breath on my cheek. I ran the tip of my nose up and down the ridge of hers before tilting her head and securing my lips against hers. It was like breathing in life. Like I’d only been keeping myself alive with air in my lungs, food and water, but this—Danny in my arms with our lips seeking and discovering—this was really being alive. The tip of her tongue edged along my bottom lip and started a fire in my gut. I dropped my hands from her face and wrapped my arms around her, pulling her onto my lap. Our tongues darted in and out, shy and bold at the same time, learning the feel of each other. How could Danny—my Danny—still have part of her for me to discover? The thought sent my mind south of her navel. Danny wasn’t the girl she used to be. If I were honest, I’d admit to myself that I’d noticed it when we were teenagers. She’d gotten hips and breasts and a firm, round ass. By the time she was fourteen, it was hard to look at her like she was the same little girl anymore. I never thought of her as a sister. Maybe if we’d lived in a house that was like an actual family instead of an abusive nightmare. Sitting here with her ass pressed against my crotch and her lips and tongue slick and hot against mine, I was so fucking happy I’d never thought of her as my sister, or I’d be in for some serious guilt. There was no way I was turning back from being this close to her. I wanted more. I wanted closer. I wanted inside her. She parted her lips from mine, panting, and looked at me with hazy eyes. The last thing I wanted was to pressure her, scare her. “Should we stop?” I asked, hearing the deep rasp of lust in my voice. She gazed into my eyes for a moment before shaking her head and falling back into our kiss. I stood, picking her up in my arms, and carried her upstairs. In the bedroom, I laid her down on the bed and straddled her, sitting on my knees with my hands on either side of her head. “I need you to tell me if you don’t want to do this,” I said. “Or if you want me to stop.”

She gave me a sinful smile and looked up at me with those lusty, hooded eyes. “I’ve wanted this for as long as I knew what sex was, Tyler.” She ran her hands up my thighs. “I wanted this to take away what I didn’t want. To replace it with you. Someone who cared. Someone safe.”

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Kelli Maine is the erotic romance author of USA Today Bestseller and #1 Nook book, Taken, and the Give & Take series, along with the Dolls & Doms novellas and Chains. She lives in Northeast Ohio with her husband and kids. When she's not writing, Kelli enjoys watching reality T.V., getting lost in random Wikipedia pages and searching online ads for vintage muscle cars.

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BETWEEN A ROCK AND A HARD PLACE by Jenna Galicki Review & Character Interview

Title: Between a Rock and a Hard Place (Radical Rock Stars, #2)

Author: Jenna Galicki

Release Date: September 30, 2014

Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance

 

Exclusive Interview with Jessi Blade

I want to welcome Jessi Blade today. Jessi is that new designer taking over New York with her new boutique of edgy clothes. I’ve walked through and can confess to making a few purchases.

Hi Jessi, it’s so nice to have you here.

JB: Thank you. It's very nice to meet you.

How does it feel to have one of the hottest boutiques in the city?

JB: “It's amazing! I never expected my line to take off as quickly as it did. It's hard work, though. I'm always sketching and trying to push myself to create garments that are outside the box.”

Where does the inspiration for your designs come from?

JB: “Angel Garcia!” (laughs) “It's really the stage and the music that inspires me, but I love designing for Angel. I know his aesthetic.” (She gestures to her studded, leather outfit.) “It's much like my own. He gives me free reign with construction and embellishment, and I have more fun making his stage outfits than I do making clothes for myself. And he's so dramatic and excited when he wears them. He’s a designer’s dream.”

A little birdy has told me that a major fashion publication will be featuring a story about you soon, how do you feel about that?

JB: “You really do your homework! I'm not supposed to discuss it until the publication makes the announcement, but it was one of the highlights of my life.”

You are married to Tommy Blade the guitarist for Immortal Angel. He has credited you to be the force behind his music. How did you two meet?

JB: “We met at a party in college.” (A dreamy smile spreads across her face, and she gazes up at the ceiling.) “I'll never forget the first time I saw him. He was a big football jock, and I saw him clear across the field. As soon as he took his helmet off and shook out his long blond hair, I gasped. Then, when his blue eyes cut through the crowd, I swore he looked directly at me, and my heart just about stopped. A few weeks later I ran into him at a party. I spotted him as soon as I walked through the door. He stood out with his broad shoulders and that gorgeous mane of hair. I practically had to beat the girls off with a stick in order to get near him. I introduced myself, offered him a beer, and there was an instant connection. It was a fairytale romance.”

The two of you have also included Angel Garcia in your relationship. Will you talk to us about that?

JB: Of course. I know it's unconventional and a lot of people don't understand it. I never expected to bring another man into our marriage. But once Tommy and Angel met, the three of us knew that our world was about to be turned upside down. The connection they have is very similar to the connection me and Tommy have. Luckily, I also share a strong connection with Angel, and he respected my marriage. I love Angel for that, among a million other reasons.”

Was it hard for you to come to terms with Tommy and Angels relationship?

JB: “At first, yes. I'm not going to lie. It scared the shit out of me.” (Her hand flies to her lips, and she smiles.) “I'm sorry. I probably shouldn't say shit in an interview. I really didn’t know if our relationship was going to work, but I knew that we had to try.”

Recent pictures of the two of them on the Asian tour were very intimate, did you ever feel left out?

JB: (She momentarily lowers her eyes to the floor and draws her brows together.) “The paparazzi can be very cruel, and they manipulate people's lives in order to sell a photo. I learned that the hard way.”

What does the future hold for Jessi Blade designs?

JB: (She smiles again and tucks her hot pink hair behind her ear.) “I’m branching out into formalwear, but that’s all I’m going to say right now.”

And what about the future with you and your two gorgeous men?

JB: “We’re going to stay home for a while and enjoy our house, then we’re going to take a nice long vacation and relax. This European tour was rough. We’ll be heading again in a few months on the third leg of Immortal Angel’s world tour, and you never know what might happen.” (She gives me a mischievous smile.) You know these guys like to get into trouble. Whatever happens, I’m sure the media will broadcast it worldwide.”

I want to thank you for being here today and giving my readers a glimpse into your life. Please give our love to Tommy and Angel as well.

JB: I will. Thank you for inviting me. Before I go, I have something for you.
(She reaches into the Hermes Birkin Bag at her feet and hands me an Immortal Angel T-shirt.)

Oh I know I'll be wearing that to the next Immortal Angel show!!

Synopsis

She’s a rock goddess.
He’s a sex pistol.
I need them both, in my life and in my bed, and I'm not living without either one of them.
I’ll do whatever it takes to keep them there, even if it costs me everything I ever wanted.
I’m Tommy Blade, The Prince of Punk Rock, and this is the rest of our story.

When Jessi Blade is forced to miss the first leg of Immortal Angel’s world tour, Tommy Blade and Angel Garcia are alone together for the first time. Their romance flourishes and brings them closer together, but time apart puts a strain on Tommy and Jessi’s marriage. The demanding schedule of a world tour, pressure from the record label and a wife who feels neglected, leaves Tommy under a blanket of anxiety. He’s helpless as his perfect life slowly falls to pieces.

When Jessi finally catches up to Tommy and Angel four weeks into their world tour, she begins to feel like an outsider. She’s not about to take a back seat to Angel and she competes for Tommy’s attention. Tired of the rivalry, she begins to wonder if they’d be happier without her.

Angel is trying to hold their relationship together, but Jessi’s animosity and Tommy’s nervous tension, are a heavy load to carry. Before long, it becomes clear that their life, and the band, are doomed unless they work out their differences.  

Review

This is the second book of this series and I've been waiting to read this book all summer!!  Jessi, Tommy and Angel are getting ready for the Asian tour to kick-off and Jessi realizes that she can't go and still accomplish her dreams of getting her degree and opening her boutique. The boys don't want to leave her behind but Tommy knows how much she's given up to help him get to where they are. 

While in Asia, Tommy and Angel get even closer, sharing each day and exploring each other. Unfortunately, the paparazzi are able to capture those intimate moments and broadcast them to the world. Jessi sees the photos and is feeling left out, but what she doesn't understand is that distance really does make the heart grow fonder. Angel has missed her just as much as Tommy has, in fact he's had some interesting dreams about their future. 

When the three are together again for the European tour, things don't get much better for Jessi. The boys have a new tour manager that keeps them busy working on their second album whenever they are not on stage or doing interviews. Jessi is being left alone too often. The strain of the relationship is causing Jessi to start snapping at Angel who then gets defensive. Tommy is stuck in the middle of the two people he can't live without. 

So two hot rock gods and a woman who loves them, what's not to love about that? Can I tell you that Angel stole this book for me?  In the first book I didn't like him that much, I thought he felt entitled and didn't give Jessi enough of himself. I know that he is not bi and would never really want to be with her but in the first book he seemed to dismiss Jessi's feelings. In this book we see Angel really start to feel like Jessi is part of his life too. 

Jessi has a really hard time in this book. She's not involved on the Asian tour and has to sit on the sidelines as the world sees Tommy and Angel together. When she finally gets them back she can see the intimacy between them has grown. Then when they don't have time for her during the European tour the insecurity seems to grow by leaps and bounds. 

If you enjoyed book one you will love book two!!  And this isn't the last we will hear about Immortal Angel!!  There is another book coming! I for one can't wait!

Excerpt

Tommy thought he was still dreaming. A gentle hand tucked strands of hair behind his ear. Warm lips met his neck just below his ear and they rested there long enough to make the hair on the back of his neck prickle. A hot, thick tongue licked tiny circles on the sensitive skin of his neck and warm breath blew on his cheek like a summer breeze. It sent a tingle down his back. The soft moan in his ear let him know that this wasn’t a dream. It was Angel. Tommy kept his eyes closed and reached for his lover’s cheek. He tilted his head to the side to allow Angel’s magnificent tongue to bathe him in delightful blistering heat. He sighed and turned his face to catch the fleshy godlike tongue in his mouth. He held Angel’s face in his hand and drank in the warm sensuous dew on Angel’s lips. “That’s the way I want you to wake me up every morning for the rest of my life.”  

Between a Rock and a Hard Place (Radical Rock Stars: Book Two)

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I love her, but I also love him. She’s everything to me. He sets my world on fire. It's our dirty little secret, and it’s about to blow our record deal sky high. I’m Tommy Blade, the Prince of Punk Rock, and this is our story. Tommy Blade is a man with a secret. It’s a secret he only shares with one person, Jessi Blade – and the men he surrenders to in the bedroom. Jessi’s only condition to their tumultuous sex life is that the men are one night stands. But when Angel Garcia enters their life, it’s like a match to gasoline. Mega-talented punk rock singer Angel Garcia, with his smoldering ebony eyes, tight leather pants and unstoppable stage presence, is a man who is used to getting what he wants. He has his eyes set on Tommy Blade as his new lead guitarist, and as his life partner. Jessi Blade, sympathetic to her husband's bisexual needs, loves him enough to share him, but she never counted on Angel Garcia to test the threshold of her marriage. He makes her life hell . . . and heaven. He’s her damnation and her salvation. She wants to hate him. She wants to despise him. But his charm and raw sex appeal are impossible to resist. Without warning, she finds herself falling in love with her husband's gay lover. At the height of it all, their punk rock band catapults to stardom. Their lives are marred by secrecy, deception and sacrifice. Feelings of betrayal, backlash from the sensationalistic media and threats of blackmail send them down a hard road filled with tough decisions. They aren't your ordinary rock stars. They're radical rock stars. And they have a big story to tell.

The Prince of Punk Rock (Radical Rock Stars: Book One)

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Jenna Galicki is a strong advocate for LGBT rights and marriage equality. She lives in Long Island, NY with her husband and two dogs, and she loves meeting new people. She's a rottweiler enthusiast and an avid music buff. When she's not hunched over a computer, you can find her front row at a rock concert.

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He's the shoulder she leans on. He worships her. She shields and protects him. He watches over her. They're soul mates for life. They're not lovers; they're best friends. Their struggle to find someone who can handle their intense bond is met with a roller coaster of raw emotion, loyalty and heartache. Follow their journey to find love. When Heather Cooper married Peter, she thought that she had finally found someone who could handle the inseparable bond she shares with her gay best friend, Justin Perrotta. It’s only a matter of time before jealousy rears its ugly head, and Peter’s true feelings emerge – and he starts drinking. Burned by an ex-boyfriend, Justin refuses to open his heart to love again. Wild relationships and one night stands leave him lonely and unfulfilled, even though he will not admit it. He finds love when he least expects it, but his fear of commitment threatens to ruin the best thing that has ever happened to him. In this modern day ‘Will and Grace’ meets ‘Sex and the City’, two best friends, a straight woman and a gay man, struggle to find someone to love as much as they love each other.  

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Worst epic fail of her scientific career? Falling for a cyborg she helped create.

Kyra Winters never meant for her cyber science discoveries to be used for evil, but that’s exactly what happened. Now returning Peyton 313’s humanity is the last chance she’ll ever have to atone. She can’t get back the lost decade, but she can change the present by restoring the cyborg who was once Marine Captain Peyton Elliot.

Certainly her grand plan for rectifying her mistakes didn’t include madly kissing the confused, passionate Marine when he begged her to. The same scientific mind that constructed the cyborg creator code now warned her not to let Peyton’s tempting offers of heaven cloud her rational decision making. Yet it’s difficult to        resist the cyborg she’s restoring when he’s also the most intriguing man she’s ever known.

                                                   EXCERPT

Satisfied by his fierce complaining, Kyra walked back to the chair and knelt at his feet again. She had thumb-printed the chair restraint locks so a light swipe across the sensor instantly opened them. After the ankle ones were removed, she removed the one across his chest. Lastly, she moved to his wrists, pausing as she met his questioning gaze. She had to tell him what she was feeling. The urge was too compelling and his gaze was too full of hope. “Today you are more yourself than you’ve been in a long time, Captain Elliot. Since this may be the only nice conversation you and I are ever going to have, I want to thank you for your military service and all the amazing things you’ve done. I’ll even admit that you’re far more charming than your record indicated. In another time and another place, I might have been willing to play all kinds of flirty games with you. But this is definitely not that time or place. We are suspended between heaven and hell right now, and neither of us is an angel.”

“Sleep in the cage with me tonight and I’ll show you heaven, Doc. I don’t think I’ve ever wanted a woman as much as I want you right now. Sorry if the speed of my interest offends your sensibilities. I’m listening to a little voice that keeps yelling inside me. It’s saying this may be my one and only chance to get you to see I’m more than just some super soldier machine in need of fixing.”

Kyra felt her lip tremble and bit it hard to make it stop before she answered. “I already know that about you. That’s why I’m doing this. Now don’t make me like you any more than I already do.”

“See? I knew you liked me,” Peyton bragged, wishing she’d come a lot closer. She smelled amazing.

Kyra wondered if Peyton’s desire for her was a lingering after-effect of all those years of Cyber Husband programming? He would have studied her file extensively because Norton would have made him do so. He would have learned all he could about her likes and dislikes. That’s how the program worked. She purposely hadn’t removed that chip because she needed him to like her at least a little for just a while longer.

Peyton stared at the woman’s disappointed face. She looked ready to cry and he couldn’t stand seeing her that way. “How about a kiss to test your theories about us, Doc? Just one. I need it and I think you need it too. You already admitted you weren’t married. Look—my wrists are still chained to the chair. What could one kiss hurt? Come on—what do you say?”

Kyra sighed. She was as exasperated with him as she was charmed by his pleading. Tomorrow Peyton Elliott was going to hate her. She was one hundred percent sure of it because it had been proven true twice already before him.

Tomorrow when Peyton Elliott knew the truth, he would hate his life and those who had consigned him to his living hell. Tomorrow the machine would be partially back and Peyton would not be this light-hearted, mostly human version of himself. He would be a new kind of redefined cyborg. While no one knew what that was going to be like—not even her—she would bet her retirement Peyton was still going to hate her after he integrated the present with his past.

“Please—one kiss, Doc. That’s all I’m asking,” Peyton whispered.

Kyra sighed loudly. “You’re a hard man to say no to and today I’m a sentimental fool. Close your eyes, Captain. I haven’t kissed a man in a long time. I can’t look at you or I’ll lose my nerve.”

When Peyton sighed dramatically in return and leaned his head back, Kyra climbed on the electrical shield at the bottom of the operating chair until she was standing between his legs. Heat emanated from every inch of the man and he still smelled a little like burnt circuitry. Yet underneath that stark reality, Peyton also smelled masculine and very alluring.

Kyra sighed again. “I wish I could send you out the door to live whatever kind of life you want just as you are right now. That’s what you deserve, Captain Elliott. I want that badly for you, but I can’t make it happen. Your cybernetic enhancements require you to retain knowledge of how they work. Too much is at stake and the outcome of your healing affects more than just the two of us. But thank you for giving me a glimpse of why putting you through this hell is so important. This moment—it’s very humanizing for both of us—to want to be kissed and then be kissed. Thank you for sharing this moment with me.”

“Man, you sure talk a lot. Still waiting for that kiss, Doc,” Peyton said. He was keeping his eyes tight and his mind off how sexy she sounded when she got all philosophical.

Kyra snorted at his chastising. She touched her lips to Peyton’s and instantly found her bottom one nipped aggressively between two rows of even teeth. Moaning at the delicate trap he’d set for her, her body tipped forward against his and she had to catch herself on his wide shoulders. Her hands slipped over them and down his chest without her mind questioning the action.

When she moaned against his mouth, Peyton ordered himself to turn loose. After he did, he stared hard at the lip he’d bitten. The woman wanted him. He could taste it, smell it, and damn it he wanted her too. It was exhilarating to feel such pure desire flowing so freely through his cells.

A demand to sate that intense longing came from some desperate part of him that was both familiar and strange at the same time. What the hell was happening to him mind? It was both relieving and like finally waking up after being asleep for too long.

“Climb up here and give me a real kiss, Doc. And don’t be so damn stingy with sharing your tongue. I intend to use it to imagine what else I’m going to do when you cut me loose from this freaking chair.”

Groaning at how aroused he’d just made her with his sexy declaration, Kyra climbed into Peyton’s large lap to straddle him. It gave her better access to his mouth and the chance to indulge just a little more as she eased her hips down on him. She sighed at her nearly out-of-control feelings and touched her forehead to his.

“The only reason I’m doing this is because I know you’re going to take great pleasure in ridding yourself of this memory tomorrow. I won’t blame you for that action, Peyton. I think it’s the smartest thing you could do.”

“Stop whining about what hasn’t happened yet, Doc. It’s damn cruel to suggest this instant attraction between us is nothing. Now kiss me like you want to—and damn it I know you want to. I am a cyborg, you know.”

He ordered his processor to store the image of her face just as she caved into his demand and dipped her mouth to his. Her lips were lush and hot and wet, and her kiss was the most deliriously wonderful experience he could recall happening in ages. He watched her eyes close in pleasure as he strained towards her, but froze in the chair when he saw two tears run down her face. A second later, tears were flowing off her chin in two tiny, steady streams.

“What? What is it, Doc? What’s wrong with this? The attraction is mutual, isn’t it? We’re alone in here just the two of us. I’m wearing too many damn restraints to do much harm to you. Hell, keep the chair restraints in place woman—just be with me before I die from wanting you.”

“I can’t. I can’t take advantage of you, no matter what I’m feeling,” Kyra said, lifting her arm to swipe at her eyes. “Thank you for the sexy kiss, Captain. It’s been a very, very long time since I felt anything remotely close that level of desire for a man. Even if you wipe this away, I’ll never forget it—or you.”

Kyra slid reluctantly off his lap and straightened her clothing. “I’m going to release the last of the chair restraints now. Please keep your distance so I don’t have to use the controller. I’ve hurt you enough in the last couple of days.”

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Kyra is a scientist that has helped develop cyborgs. Now the technology is being used to enslave the soldiers that helped fight the war, women to make them into the perfect wives, but what really broke Kyra was when parents started using the technology to control their kids. 

Now she's trying to rectify her mistakes. She's trying to return the soldiers back to a more human state. After two failures where the cyborgs died she has one last chance. 

Captain Peyton Elliot was a Marine in the war, now he's being sold as a "husband" to the highest bidder. He fights for control over his programming every day.  When he is delivered to Kyra he is instantly drawn to her and not in a "she's my wife, I have to please her" programming way. After Kyra removes his chips and he wakes up in her lab all he wants to do is drag her into his lap and have his way with her. When she tells him what he's been doing for the last ten years and her part in it, he is angry but he still wants her. 

Is it just programming that causes Peytons senses to react to Kyra or has his human side actually bonded with her?  Kyra is unable to trust his responses but can't keep herself away from him. 

Kyra and Peyton have their work cut out for them if they are going to save any more of the cyborgs. Together they want to free the men and women who've unwittingly become slaves. Danger and intrigue follow them as they fight for what they believe.  

I must admit that it took me a few chapters to get into this book, but once I did I was hooked. Peyton is funny and charismatic, and really who wouldn't want an enhanced man who was taught to please women? Kyra is a strong woman who's overcome some really shitty things done to her by her ex-husband, but around Peyton she is shy and vulnerable. These two make a great couple. 

I would love to read about how the rest of Peyton's team finds their way after being released. 

I give this book a 3.5 star rating.

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Donna McDonald is an active dreamer and finds writing to be the best way to use her creativity.

Needing to satisfy both sides of her brain, she is a cross-genre author of contemporary, fantasy, and paranormal romances. Her books appear on bestseller lists for humor, romantic comedy, space opera, and more.

She craves laughter from her readers and focuses her attention on making that happen as often as possible. She loves to hear from anyone who has read her books.

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Donna McDonald considers herself blessed to be a best-selling author in Contemporary Romance, Humor, and Paranormal Romance. Paranormal reviewers are calling McDonald "a literary alchemist effortlessly blending science fiction and romance". Contemporary and humor reviewers often write to tell her that the books keep them up laughing all night. She likes both compliments and hopes they stay true forever.

Her idea of success is to be sitting next to someone on a plane and find out they are laughing at something in one of her books. She hopes that will be you.

Cover Reveal ~ Light Shadows by SL Jennings

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Twenty-one years ago, Gabriella's life was stolen from her before it even began.

Orphaned at birth and encompassed in a fortress of lies to protect her identity, she never truly understood her purpose on this earth. But now that she has ascended, embracing her destiny, the ghosts of her past have come back to haunt her.

Even with insurmountable power running through her veins, part of Gabriella is irreparably broken. And with old enemies working to destroy the tiny shred of normalcy she has left, she'll be forced to face the ugly truth about Dorian, the man she chose to love despite his darkness.

Everything she loved is a lie, and everyone she thought she knew is a stranger. And now that Gabriella is about to be thrust into the battle of her life, she discovers that she may be fighting for the wrong side.

*This is book 3 of The Dark Light Series, the highly anticipated conclusion to Gabriella and Dorian's beautifully tragic love story.

 

Excerpt

I finally turn to Dorian to find him naked and so close that my breasts press against the top of his abs. My lips part automatically, but he doesn’t kiss me. He never gives me what I want—just what I need.

“You want to explain that look earlier?” he deadpans looking down at me, his voice low and sinister.

“What look?” I slide my hands up onto his shoulders, yet he still doesn’t touch me.

“Between you and my brother. And don’t lie. I know when you lie. And it will just make it worse for you.”

Without looking him in the eye, I give him a carefree smile. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Suit yourself.”

He's kissing me hungrily, angrily, painfully before I even know what's happening. His greedy hands cup my breasts, so swollen for him, and pinch my nipples hard enough to leave a lingering sting. I yelp into his mouth and he nips my bottom lip with his teeth.

“Hurts, doesn’t it?” he rasps, pulling away just enough to utter the words. He doesn’t even give me a chance to answer before he’s kissing me again, smothering my little whimper and whines with his lips and tongue.

Still devouring my resistance, he parts my thighs and cups my sex possessively, as if he's holding a rare jewel in the palm of his hand. Then, without warning or provocation, he sinks two fingers inside of me to the knuckle.

"What are you doing, Dorian?" I manage to gasp against his demanding lips.

He looks at me—wild with lust or fury or both. I feel myself grow hotter and a bead of sweat trails its way between my breasts. Dorian doesn’t even think about it. He bends his head and licks the salty droplet, his tongue not stopping until his lips are at my jaw. His voice is gruffer than I have ever heard it and it frightens and entices me. "Reminding you."

I blink once...twice...before good sense returns. "Of what?"

He eases his fingers out slowly, those pale blue eyes lit with passion trained on me, before pushing them back in to the hilt. "Who owns this."

His face is buried in my neck in the next second and he inhales deeply, breathing me & fingering me all at once. Bringing us both to heaven with such deviant acts. I try to swallow my screams as his skillful fingers beckon my orgasm, commanding I come for him, but he won't have it. His other hand fists a handful of my hair and pulls so hard that my head snaps back, ensuring that I can see him and only him.

"Scream for me."

 

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S.L. Jennings is a New York Times & USA Today bestselling author of contemporary and paranormal romance, reality TV junkie, obsessive coffee drinker and collector of crazy.

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The one she really wants is out of reach.

The one he really needs is already taken.

Dizzy Lowell, rhythm man for the rising rock band Tempest is a wizard on the guitar and a wonder with women. But the hookup specialist hides his emotional scars beneath his suave exterior. He never lets anyone truly touch him.

April Reynolds, the confident bartender of the Diamond Mine, knows her way around a cocktail, but Dizzy has her all mixed up. She knows what’s safe. She’s tired of settling, though. It would be so easy to fall under his spell.

Except for that ring around her finger.

Two searching souls separated by a thin metal band.

Some dreams are dangerous.

Some secrets shouldn’t be shared.

Sometimes what we wish for most can never be.

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Michelle Mankin is the author of the Black Cat Records series of novels.

Romance with subtext.

Reimagining classic stories with sexy rock stars and thought provoking issues.

For many years she worked in the insurance industry as an underwriter. Somehow, the boredom didn't kill her but the hours and hours of looking at facts and figures provided ample time for her mind to wander.

Black Cat Records in Vancouver provides the central backdrop for all of Michelle’s current novels. Love Evolution, Love Revolution, and Love Resolution are a Brutal Strength centered trilogy, combining the plot underpinnings of Shakespeare with the drama, excitement, and indisputable sexiness of the rock 'n roll industry.

Things take a bit of an edgier, once upon a time turn with the Tempest series. These pierced, tatted, and troubled Seattle rockers are young and on the cusp of making it big, but with serious obstacles to overcome that may prevent them from ever getting there.

When Michelle is not prowling the streets of her Texas town listening to her rock music much too loud, she is putting her daydreams down on paper or traveling the world with her family and friends, sometimes for real, and sometimes just for pretend as she takes the children to school and back.

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