Title: The Light of the World
Author: Randi Black
Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance 18+
Publication Date: June 27, 2014
Cover Designer: Regina ~ Mae I Design
Event Organized By: Literati Author Services, Inc.
Wednesday, April 30, 2014
The Light of the World by Randi Black Cover Reveal
Randi Black has worked as a phone sex operator, cashier, writing tutor, and librarian. She holds an MFA and an MSLIS, and is responsible for the controversial debut novel, Miss World. For now, she lives in Chicago with her long-suffering partner and spoiled cat.
Point of Return (Nordic Lords MC #1) by Stacey Lynn with Giveaway, Deleted Scene & Review
Title: Point of Return (Nordic Lords #1)
Author: Stacey Lynn
Release Date: April 22, 2014
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Synopsis
Deceit.
Destruction.
Death.
Olivia Masters grew up familiar with all of them. The daughter of the President of the Nordic Lords Motorcycle Club, Olivia always knew she wanted nothing to do with any of it. Her plans were made to leave the town she grew up in as soon as she and her boyfriend, Daemon Knight, turned eighteen.
But then Olivia was shot. Her mother killed in front of her. Fleeing became her reality.
Forced to return to her hometown of Jasper Bay five years later, events beyond Olivia’s control put her directly back into the life she swore she’d never return to.
Her dad wants her back in the family. Daemon wants her in his bed.
But just as Olivia begins to accept her destiny, history finds a way to repeat itself.
This time, will Olivia be strong enough to fight for the family she once turned her back on? Or will she once again flee from the only life that has ever felt like home?
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Deleted Scene:
“Good evening, Olivia, I’m Doc.” He was older, maybe in his
fifties like my dad. But his eyes held a tenderness even though I knew he held
a bucket of secrets in them at what he had seen. If he was a doctor for The
Black Death, there was no way of telling the things he knew. His graying hair
was pulled back into a low ponytail at the base of his neck and I saw a
variation of a club’s tattoo on his neck. The letters “BD” prominently
displayed with an arrow woven through them. He wasn’t just a doctor. He was a
member. “It’s nice to finally meet you. Heard a lot about the Prez’s daughter
over the years.”
My shoulders tightened at hearing about my dad. I said
nothing as I watched him carefully.
Beneath me, Daemon’s arm tightened and then let me go. “He
has to check you out, Liv.”
I bristled at the nickname only he had ever been allowed to
call me. Liv. Live. The one thing I had never truly done.
I nodded and shifted on the bed as the covers were moved and
then adjusted over my lap. I closed my eyes but gripped Daemon’s hand with
mine.
My head turned to the side, away from both of them as the
pain caused tears to flow down my cheeks again. At least I didn’t throw up
again.
A few minutes later, the blankets shifted again and the
weight on the bed told me Doc was done. His warm hand rested on my thigh and I
turned my eyes back to him.
“You’re a brave girl. I can’t see anything that’s wrong, but
I’m going to give you a shot of Pitocin. It will make your muscles contract and
stop the hemorrhaging.”
“No shots.” I hated the idea. I hated needles. Ironic that I
worked in a tattoo parlor, I knew that.
He just nodded and Daemon’s hand gripped mine tighter. “It
will only hurt for a second.”
And then a searing pain shot through my thigh. It happened
right after the warning and I wasn’t given the time to prepare. I also wasn’t
given the time to tense up.
“Ahhhh!” I cried out in pain and squeezed Daemon’s hand so
tightly I was certain I could break his bones. He said nothing, but I noticed
he was grinding his teeth together. And then the pain and the needle were both
gone.
Doc gazed at me with sorrowful eyes. “Sometimes it helps to
not know exactly what’s coming. Sorry for scaring you.”
I shook my head and squeezed my eyes shut to prevent more
tears from falling. I had cried enough in the last ten hours to last a
lifetime. Probably more than I’d cried in my lifetime.
“You shouldn’t be alone for the next twelve hours at least.”
“I’ll stay with her.”
I glared at Daemon. Maybe I was thankful he came to help,
but I resented him so easily ingratiating himself into my life. “No. You
won’t.” I turned to Doc. “I’ll be fine.”
He wrote his cell number on a card and dropped it in my lap.
“Call me if you need me.” He nodded at Daemon and then he was gone as quietly
as he came.
“Your dad will put me to ground if I don’t stay. I’m not
leaving you alone again.” He shoved his hands through his hair, dislodging his
ponytail. I watched his hair fall and frame his face, almost brushing my
forehead he stared at me so closely. “Shit. I never should have left before. I
knew that prick wouldn’t take care of you the right way.”
I sat up and pushed him away. I ignored the pain in my
abdomen and the dull ache in my thigh from the needle. “Shut up. You don’t get
to say that shit about Travis. He’s always been there for me.” Like you
weren’t. I let the last of my thought linger silently between us.
A muscle in his jaw clenched. “You don’t know shit about
what happened. And I’m not leaving until I know you’re okay.”
“Of course,” I replied smugly. “Heaven forbid the son my dad
never had walk away from the daughter he never wanted.”
His lips pressed into a line so thin they disappeared. I
watched his chest heaving deep breaths. He exhaled forcefully, and I smelled
his breathe. Booze and smoke mixed with….sex.
I gagged. “Get your pussy breath away from me.”
“Jealous?” An eyebrow rose.
Absolutely not. The lie twisted in my stomach. I knew the
familiar fire in me that once told me he belonged to me and only me and I’d
kick any girl’s ass who looked at him the wrong way. Growing up in the Black
Death, everyone learned to fight; even the girls. “Disgusted,” I sneered and
rolled away from him. “There’s an extra tooth brush in the bathroom cupboard.
Use it and you can sleep on the couch.”
“I’ll use the brush,” he spoke softly and rose from the bed.
“But I’m not sleeping on that couch.”
“Then go home.”
“Liv,” he scolded in that demanding and confident voice he
hadn’t possessed when we were younger. I turned my head slowly, unable to
ignore him. “I’m not leaving. I’m going to brush my teeth, climb into your bed,
and take care of you the way a man should. Just because you’ve been with that
prick for so long, doesn’t mean you shouldn’t know what it’s like to have a
real man around.”
“And you’re going to teach me, I take it.”
“I’ll teach you everything you want to know.” He smiled
seductively.
“Fuck off.”
“We can do that, too,” he muttered under his breath as he
walked toward the bathroom.
I ignored it.
I also ignored him when he climbed back into my bed in only
his boxer briefs and pulled me to his chest.
Then I ignored the way my heart skipped a beat at the feel
of his arms wrapped around me and his warm, fresh minty breath on my neck, and
the way the scruff of his cheek tickled my sensitive neck skin.
I hated him. I hated his life and everything he stood for. I
hated the way he left me, feeling used and tossed aside for the promises made
by my lying asshole of my father.
Mostly, I hated that my heart clearly didn’t think the same
things as my head. Wrapped in Daemon’s arms felt too comfortable, too much like
the safety of home I hadn’t had in years.
So I ignored all that too and closed my eyes.
This was such a good book. I loved Olivia/Liv for trying to go out on her own, but also for realizing that she needed to come back to her family somewhere in her subconscious. Daemon had always loved Olivia, but the night everything changed, he had some tough choices to make. He made them and has had to live with the consequences of those choices for 5 years. Now that Live is back in his life, he's making it crystal clear that she belongs with him, regardless of the circumstances. Live makes her choices to go back and live that life, the one she was supposed to, and deals with those consequences. This isn't a really pretty story, but it's a dark, gritty story of what could really happen in my opinion. I loved it all the more for that. There are twists, and some real sharp turns - the last one left me with my mouth hanging open. All very well written, and unable to put down. Stacey did a fantastic job with all of the characters and while she wrapped up Liv and Daemon's story, she did leave things wide open for several other characters, and I'm really looking forward to reading and learning more about them.
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Don't Blackmail The Vampire (A Sons of Kane Novel) by Tiffany Allee with Giveaway & Review
Don’t Blackmail the Vampire
Author: Tiffany Allee
Release Date: 4/28/14
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Book Synopsis:
Rachel Davis will do anything to get
her sister out of a bad relationship with her fiancé. Even if it involves a few
fibs, a little breaking-and-entering, and blackmailing the fiancé's potential
boss, Charles, for his help. So what if the handsome Charles happens to be a
vampire?
Charles Wright has found the perfect
way to trap the man threatening his brother's wife: cozy up to him, get invited
along on the skiing trip, and then search for incriminating evidence. How much
better that audacious but gorgeous Rachel is just as eager to nail the bastard.
As far as he's concerned, there's nothing wrong with a little blackmail between
two consenting adults. Especially when it's time for Rachel to pay up.
Tagline: What’s a little blackmail between consenting
adults?
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Tour Run Dates: 4/28-5/10
My Review: 4 1/2 stars
As always Tiffany writes a great book! I loved reading this one. While a bit different from previous books of hers I've read, this one was more light-hearted and a bit playful. There are still some dangerous elements, of course. Then there's Rachel and Charles, these two crack me up! Their first meeting was hilarious, and while they seem to be working toward a common goal their attraction to each other keeps stings a bit unsteady. There are bumps along the way, but all in all a very good read. There's a little bit of everything in a very well written story. Loved it!
Author Bio:
As always Tiffany writes a great book! I loved reading this one. While a bit different from previous books of hers I've read, this one was more light-hearted and a bit playful. There are still some dangerous elements, of course. Then there's Rachel and Charles, these two crack me up! Their first meeting was hilarious, and while they seem to be working toward a common goal their attraction to each other keeps stings a bit unsteady. There are bumps along the way, but all in all a very good read. There's a little bit of everything in a very well written story. Loved it!
Author Bio:
CPA-turned-romance-author
Tiffany Allee used to battle spreadsheets in Corporate America, and now
concentrates on her characters’ battles to find love. Raised in small-town
Colorado, Tiffany currently lives in Phoenix, AZ, by way of Chicago and Denver.
She is happily married to a secret romantic who tolerates her crazy mutterings.
She writes about
ass-kicking heroines and the strong heroes who love them. Her work includes the
suspense-driven From the Files of the
Otherworlder Enforcement Agency series which revolves around a group of
paranormal cops solving crimes and finding love, and Don’t Bite the Bridesmaid, a lighthearted paranormal romance
(Entangled Publishing)
Author Website: http://tiffanyallee.com/
Author Blog: http://tiffanyallee.com/blog/
Author Twitter: https://twitter.com/TiffanyAllee
Author Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/authortiffanyallee
Author Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/tiffanyallee
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How We Lived by Erin Butler with Giveaway & Review
Book Title: How We Lived
Author: Erin Butler
Book Synopsis:
Nineteen-year-old Kelsey Larkin’s parents uninvited her to her brother’s funeral. She just wanted to wear jeans and a T-shirt—the clothes Kyle would’ve wanted her in—not wrap herself up in death. So she watched the funeral from afar, like an outsider. Which is just how she feels. Chase came, though, just like she knew he would. Until a few months ago, the three of them had been best friends, and then Chase made a mistake that shattered both families. But when Kelsey looks at him, she doesn’t see her brother’s killer. She sees the boy next door who’s always taken care of her. She sees home.
Nineteen-year-old Kelsey Larkin’s parents uninvited her to her brother’s funeral. She just wanted to wear jeans and a T-shirt—the clothes Kyle would’ve wanted her in—not wrap herself up in death. So she watched the funeral from afar, like an outsider. Which is just how she feels. Chase came, though, just like she knew he would. Until a few months ago, the three of them had been best friends, and then Chase made a mistake that shattered both families. But when Kelsey looks at him, she doesn’t see her brother’s killer. She sees the boy next door who’s always taken care of her. She sees home.
When Chase tells her his feelings run deeper than
friendship, she can’t help but get lost in him. In Chase, she finally has the
closure she’s been unable to find anywhere else. But the boy she’s falling in
love with is still hiding secrets about the night Kyle died. Secrets that could
destroy everything they have...again.
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My Review: 4 1/2 stars
This book just made me cry for the people involved and everything they've had to go through. Also the things that they will have to live will always. It's a difficult thing, to put it mildly, to lose someone to tragedy. I loved that Kelsey still loved Chase, and forgave him for what had been done. I understand that even though she had lost her brother, she couldn't lose Chase as well. She needed him, just as much as he needed her. Chase has loved Kelsey for a long time, and was afraid of telling her how he really feels. This story, while at times difficult to read, is beautifully done and it brought me to tears many times. You will need to read for yourselves just what a great book it is. I loved how Erin made it so realistic, made me care what happened to these characters, made me want them to be happy and at peace. I'll definitely look for more of her work again.
This book just made me cry for the people involved and everything they've had to go through. Also the things that they will have to live will always. It's a difficult thing, to put it mildly, to lose someone to tragedy. I loved that Kelsey still loved Chase, and forgave him for what had been done. I understand that even though she had lost her brother, she couldn't lose Chase as well. She needed him, just as much as he needed her. Chase has loved Kelsey for a long time, and was afraid of telling her how he really feels. This story, while at times difficult to read, is beautifully done and it brought me to tears many times. You will need to read for yourselves just what a great book it is. I loved how Erin made it so realistic, made me care what happened to these characters, made me want them to be happy and at peace. I'll definitely look for more of her work again.
Author
Bio: Erin Butler is lucky enough to have two jobs she truly loves. As a
librarian, she gets to work with books all day long, and as an author, Erin
uses her active imagination to write the kinds of books she loves to read.
Young Adult and New Adult books are her favorites, but she especially fangirls
over a sigh-worthy romance.
She lives in Central New York with her very
understanding husband, a stepson, and doggie BFF, Maxie. Preferring to spend
her time indoors reading or writing, she’ll only willingly go outside for
chocolate and sunshine—in that order.
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Slade (Walk of Shame #1) by Victoria Ashley Cover Reveal with Excerpt
Release Date: June 3rd
My name is Slade Merrick and I’m a fucking sex
addict . . .
I’ve been told it’s a
problem. But I see it as a passion; something that I’m good at. And who the
fuck stops something that they’re good at?
They want me to seek
help; get my cock in check. Don't judge my lifestyle. You’re no better than me.
Just admit it, you like to fuck too. Sex is what I do best; my own personal
high, so I embrace it instead of being ashamed.
When I'm not fucking,
I'm slinging drinks at Walk Of Shame or stripping my way into your bed; another
thing I'm good at. Every woman’s darkest fantasy brought to life.
So, am I stopping?
Fuck no. Sex is beautiful, raw and erotic and I get off knowing I can have it
with anyone I want . . . with the exception of her.
Aspen.
She walks into the
club swaying those hips, instantly drawing my cock to attention. She’s pure
perfection. That is, until she opens that mouth, drawing me in and for the
first time in forever I want something more than sex. I want her and she hates
it.
Things get dirty.
Dirty is what I like; it’s how I live. But . . . she’s playing a game she can
never win.
It’s dark.
I love it with the lights off. She
insisted on teasing me this way. My arms are tied behind me; my naked body
bound to a chair. Goose bumps prickle my flesh as she softly blows on my hard
cock, almost breaking my willpower. Her lips are so close, yet not close
enough. I insist on teasing her this
way.
“Na ah, not yet, baby.”
She tilts her head up, her blond hair
cascading over her shoulders as her eyes lock with mine. They’re intense;
desperate. She’s silently begging me with her eyes; asking me to let her touch
me already. I’m used to this. She needs to learn that when you’re in my house
we play by my rules. “Slade,” she whimpers. “Come on already.”
“Look down, baby.” She tilts her head
back down and runs her tongue over her lips as she eagerly looks at my cock; no
doubt imagining what it tastes like in her mouth. “That’s it. Don’t move.”
I lift my hips, bringing the tip of my
head to brush her lips. “You want me in your mouth?”
She nods her head and lets out a sound
between a moan and a growl. Damn, it’s such a turn on.
“How bad do you want it? I want to
fucking hear it?”
Her nails dig into my thighs as she
growls in aggravation, “More than anything. I fucking want it so just give it
to me, dammit. You already know how bad I want it.”
A deep laugh rumbles in my throat as she
scratches her nails down my legs in an attempt to hurt me. What she doesn’t
realize is that I welcome the pain. I get off on it.
“Is that all you got, pussycat?” I tease.
“If you want my cock, you’re going to have to do better than that.”
She looks angry now; determined. Standing
up, she points a finger in my chest. “You’re the one tied up. This is supposed
to be my game. Why do you have to
torture me and make me wait?”
Biting my bottom lip, I nod for her to move
closer to me. When she gets close to my face, I stick my tongue out and run it
over her lips, causing her to tremble as I taste her. “Show. Me. How. Much.
You. Want. Me.”
Straddling me, she screams and slaps me
hard across the face before yanking my head back by my hair. If I could get any
harder, I would.
Fuck
me.
“Now, that’s what I’m talking about.” I
press my stiff cock against her ass, showing her just how turned on I am. Then
I look her in the eye. “Show me what you can do with your mouth. First
impression is always the most important.”
A mischievous smile spreads across her
face as she slithers her way off my lap and down between my legs. Gripping my
thighs in her hands, she runs her tongue over the tip of my dick before
suctioning it into her mouth. It hits the back of her throat, causing her to
gag. She doesn’t care; completely uninhibited. She just shoves it deeper.
Fuck
yeah.
I moan as she swirls her tongue around my
shaft while sucking at the same time. It feels fucking fantastic. “I told you
it’s worth the wait, baby. Just wait until I get inside you. It feels better
than it tastes.”
She pulls back and licks her lips. “Then
why don’t you show me. My pussy has never been so wet.” She stands up and bends
over in front of me, exposing her wet lips. I can see the moisture glistening
from here; beckoning to suck me inside.
She smiles as she runs her fingers over the folds as if she’s teasing
me; testing me. “You like that?” She asks seductively, tantalizing me.
“You
want this tight little pussy all for yourself, you greedy little bastard?”
I nod, playing into her little game. She
seems to think she’s in charge.
“Well, come and get it.” She inserts her
fingers into her mouth and sucks them clean, before shoving them into her
entrance, fucking me with her eyes. Her ass moves up and down in perfect rhythm
as she purrs. “I’m waiting.” She shoves her fingers deeper. “I want to see
those muscles flexing as you ram into me. I want you to…”
Well
you won’t be waiting for long.
Breaking free from my restraints, I stand
up, grab her hips and flip her around before slamming her back up against the
wall. “What were you saying, baby?” I growl into her ear. I grip both of her
ass cheeks and lift her as she wraps her legs around my waist, squeezing. “I’m
not sure you can handle what I have to offer.” I grip her face in my hand
before leaning in and biting her bottom lip, roughly tugging. “You’re finally
about to get what you’ve wanted. I just hope you don’t have shit to do for the
next few days because this might get a little rough. Last time to make your
escape, because once I start there’s no stopping until you’re screaming my name
loud; so loud it fucking hurts my ears.” I search her eyes waiting to see if
she’s changed her mind; nothing but raw heat and lust. She still wants it.
She’s brave. No girl walks into my bed and walks out unscathed. So, she’ll get it. I lift an eyebrow. “Okay,
then.”
I take wide strides across the room to my
king-sized bed and toss her atop the mattress. Before she can blink, I am
between her thighs, spreading them wide for me. I run my tongue up her smooth
flesh, stopping at intersection of her thighs and clean shaven pussy. “You
ready for me to make you cum without even touching you?”
I begin blowing my cool breath across her
swollen, wet pussy. She thrusts her hips up; no doubt her hungry little pussy
wanting more and just as I’m about to show her my skills, there’s a knock at
the damn door.
Fake It (A Rule Breakers Novel #2) by Jennifer Chance Cover Reveal with Teaser Reveal
FAKE IT BY JENNIFER CHANCE - TEASER REVEAL AND COVER SPOTLIGHT
Jennifer Chance and Loveswept are thrilled to share the hot cover and first-look teaser of FAKE IT, the second book in the Rule Breakers series published by Loveswept!
From Jenn: “This cover is perfect for Jake--right down to the
biker-inspired smoky blue flame background behind the title. It really shows
that Jake and Anna's adventure will be quite a ride!”
Read on for more about FAKE IT and a super sexy teaser!
FAKE
IT
Jennifer
Chance
Published
by Loveswept
July
1, 2014
ISBN:
978-0-553-39228-9
ABOUT FAKE IT:
As her sizzling new series continues,
Jennifer Chance sparks some serious combustion between a sexy biker and a
corporate go-getter who’s ready to let her hair down.
New grad Anna Richardson works hard—so hard
that she’s given up having a romantic life. Anna has even convinced her friends
that she’s dating an amazing guy—who they’ve simply never met. But now Anna has
a wedding to attend and needs to produce the hottie she’s been lying about for
the past six months. Enter Jake Flynn, her infuriating, motorcycle-riding,
jaw-droppingly gorgeous neighbor, who’s more than willing to fake it for a
weekend. In fact, Jake won’t be satisfied until things get real.
Though Jake is only playing the role of
adoring boyfriend, he’s starting to feel the heat, and judging by Anna’s sweet
blush, so is she. Letting chemistry this intense go to waste would be a real
shame. Soon, though, the thin line between fantasy and reality fades. Jake may
not be what every buttoned-up fast-tracker wants, but he’s sure as hell what
Anna needs. And if she takes a ride with him, their adventure never has to end.
TEASER REVEAL!
“Jake, the wedding would completely suck for you,” Anna protested. “My
ex is a nightmare and you would hate all of my friends. You would think the
whole thing is ridiculous—because it is.” He just watched her, maddeningly, his
smile curving as she tried to sputter out her refusals. “You don’t want to do
this. Trust me.”
“I just said I did.”
“But . . . you can’t . . . you wouldn’t
. . .” Anna stopped, flustered. What was happening here? Was she
actually turning down a viable date? “There’s so much you would have to
memorize about Dave. There’s no way you’re going to want to do that.”
Jake just lifted his brows. “You know, for someone who’s just met me,
you seem to know a lot about what I would and wouldn’t want to do.”
“I don’t! I mean, I can guess. But I just . . . can’t.” Anna
swallowed. “Look, I appreciate it. If I strike out tonight, I’ll call you. How
about that?”
“That sounds good.” Jake signaled to the bartender. “So I guess I
should make sure you have my number, then.”
“Oh, well yes. I guess. Or, you know, I could just—” Before Anna could
complete the sentence, Jake had a pen in his fingers. They were both leaning on
the bar, their faces inches apart. He tipped the pen to its side, sliding its
base alongside her jaw. The cool metal on her flushed skin startled her, and
Anna’s gaze jumped to his. The challenge in his eyes was unmistakable.
“Hold out your hand, Anna,” he said, as if they weren’t in the middle
of a crowded bar, in front of everyone.
“That’s not necessary,” she said quickly. “I have other people’s
cards—you can just use—just write on one of those.”
His gaze grew hotter, more intense. “That’s no good,” he said. “You
might lose it.”
Anna hesitated, then something was triggered deep inside her, and she
felt a dangerous flicker of pleasure. She knew that flicker, remembered it from
somewhere, even as life and work and responsibility had taught her to keep it
doused, out of commission. It had been a long time since she’d let that fire
burn.
But now Jake Flynn was positioned in front of her with gasoline and a
blowtorch.
Someone cleared his throat beside them, and a disgruntled voice rang
out. “Excuse me, I’m Gary, and your friend Lacey—”
“Take off, Gary,” Jake said without turning around. His gaze held
hers. “Anna?”
Anna held out her hand, and Jake held her arm steady, cradling it with
his fingers. Sensation rocketed through her at the intimate touch, intensifying
sharply as she felt the smooth slide of ink on her skin. He wrote slowly,
sensually, the pen tracing wickedly silken lines on the hypersensitive skin on
the inside of her wrist, all the way down until he reached her palm. By the
time he was finished, Anna was amazed she was still conscious. Then he glanced
at her.
“Think it’s dry? Or should I blow on
it?”
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