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Book Promo Bare Back by N Kuhn


Bare Back
by N Kuhn
Release Date: 2/7/2014
Genre: Romantic Suspense



Blurb:
Even after 10 years, Kelli has never recovered from Mitch breaking her heart. She left Mitch and her home behind to live with her father after that devastating night. Her father turned her into a tough as nails bounty hunter. Together they are after a bank robber in the wilds of Garner State Park. When her father is shot, Kelli must learn to work together with Mitch to make it out safe. But will her heart still be safe?

 

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N Kuhn grew up in a small town in Western New York. Having spent her afternoons outside or with a book, she grew up with a love of reading and writing. Her mother and grandmother fully encouraged this in her. Many years later, after a husband and children, she made a promise to her dying grandmother to fulfill her dream of being an author. Her grandmother lived to see N’s name in print. This was a turning moment for her. Driven by ambition and a promise made, she has since published several titles including the Mohawk Trilogy, Tucked In, Buffalo Rocker and the Tricks series.
N Kuhn has several other books that will be out later this year. When she’s not writing, she is in college for a Business degree, runs her blog, bartends and promotes for other authors. Family and coffee are her two staples in life.

 

Bare Back Excerpt:

 

“We need to get out of these woods,” she says to me. Her breathing is hard, and I’m entranced by the sight of her chest heaving. What I wouldn’t give to run my fingers over her nipples, watching her shudder as she falls apart at my touch.

 

“Snap out of it Mitch, what are we going to do?” I slip the map out of my pocket, trying to gauge where we are.
“Okay, it looks like we’re around here. We can follow the creek to here,” I point out. “It’s about a two mile hike, uphill. Then when we reach this rock formation, we can go around it, and start heading north. The park ranger fire tower is only a few miles from there.”
“Let’s go then,” she says.
“You do realize we can’t hike when it’s dark right? It’s going to be dark in about two hours. I say we head out and camp at the rock formation.”
“Are you kidding me?” she says, her voice getting louder. “You know what kind of animals are in here? We don’t even have my tents anymore! They were on my horse, that are now lost somewhere out here.”
“There should be some caves in this formation. People are always coming out here to climb through them. We’ll be fine. I’ll take first watch so you can sleep and then you can take the second. We’ll be fine.” I had grabbed one of the sleeping bags from the camp, just in case we needed it. Now it’s looking like a great idea. We’re definitely going to need it.
 
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Book Promo – Never Been Ready by J. L. Berg

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NEVER BEEN READY

By J.L. Berg

Adult Contemporary Romance

Releasing February 4, 2014

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Leah Morgan was done with men.  After barely surviving a horrendous childhood, and a boyfriend who bailed when things got rough, Leah had given up on love.  Then she met him, Hollywood’s new golden boy who suddenly had eyes only for her.  She tried to convince herself that one night couldn’t hurt, but after six months, the memories of his mesmerizing gaze and searing touch still invaded her every thought.

Declan James had just one rule when it came to women.  Keep it simple, and never linger.  That all changed the moment he met Leah.  Even across a crowded bar, he could tell she was different. Sweet, with just the right amount of sass, she made him break his golden rule and now he couldn’t walk away.

When casual becomes anything but, and emotions run deep, will Leah and Declan fight their fears, or let old insecurities destroy their one chance to discover true happiness?  When Declan’s past comes roaring back in a way neither of them could have expected, will they stand united or be torn apart by the challenges that lie ahead?

It was only supposed to be one night, but only forever will do.

 

Excerpt 2

 

“So, when exactly do I get my striptease?” I asked.

“Well, that’s up to you, Hotshot.”

“Hotshot?”

“Yep. Cocky attitude, arrogant disposition, and sexy as fuck–it’s a good nickname.”

“All right, so what are your terms, Leah?”

I fought back the urge to touch her. Stuffing my hands into my pockets, I paced the room in a vain attempt at keeping myself from just saying, Fuck it, and pinning her against the wall before she could lay down any terms or requirements. Because whatever she was about to say, I was going to agree. She didn’t know it, but she had my balls in her perfect little hands, and I was at her fucking mercy. I both hated and wanted her at the same time. She made me feel out of control and weak with need. I couldn’t stop the pursuit, and I couldn’t walk away.

“I will not be an easy fuck whenever you get too lazy to find a new bimbo for the evening. I will not allow you in my bed, wondering where you’ve been and what kind of sloppy seconds I’m getting,” she declared.

Then, she said the one thing I never wanted to hear.

“I want to be exclusive with you–for however long we decide to do this. I don’t care about labels or dates. You don’t have to take me out to dinner, bring me flowers, or buy me anniversary presents. The only thing I ask is that, for the time we are together, you are mine.”

“Yes,” I answered immediately, surprising us both.

“Yes? That’s it? No counteroffer? No freak-out or temper tantrum, Declan?”

“No, Leah, no temper tantrum. Just one request.”

I joined her on the sofa. My thigh brushed hers, and I heard her breath falter.

“And what’s that, Hotshot?”

“Make it two,” I amended. “First, the same rules apply to you. While we’re together, for however long, you’re mine, Leah,” I purred against her ear.

Her eyes widened, and her breath became ragged, giving me a quick sense of satisfaction because I’d broken through her calm and collected exterior.

“And second?” she asked timidly.

“Don’t fucking call me Hotshot.”

She visibly relaxed and snorted out a laugh before saying, “So not happening, Hotshot.”

 

INTERVIEW WITH J.L. Berg

 

Q: Do you have a routine that you use to get into the right frame of mind to write?

 

Jennifer: I write full time, so I generally get the kids off to school and then get myself ready which gives me time to think.  I’m a panster which means, besides a rough outline, I write my entire plot as I go.  Making sure I have enough time to plan out each scene is key.  Listening to music usually helps center me and when I do sit down to write, I try to complete an entire scene or chapter in one sitting.  I’ll then get up and brainstorm where I want to take the story from there and do the same thing all over again.  I never know where the story will go from one chapter to the next, but I always have an ending in mind.

 

Q: What was the most fun part to write in Never Been Ready?

 

Jennifer: I loved writing the mighty demise of the great Declan James.  For fans of When You’re Ready, Declan is a Logan’s playboy friend – the one who taught him everything.  He’s wild and untamed, and watching him fall for Leah was pretty spectacular.

 

Q: What books have most influenced your life?

 

Jennifer: There are so many, but the Twilight series really brought me back into reading after a long hiatus.  I’d stopped reading in college when my school work took over, and shortly after, I became a mom.  Reading didn’t have a place in my busy life.  But as soon as I picked up Twilight, I was hooked again, and I couldn’t stop.  I picked up every paranormal romance book I could get my hands on.  After I went through most of our county library, I started reading contemporary romance, and eventually new adult.  Every book I’ve every read has been an inspiration to me because anyone who is brave enough to bare their soul through writing and then share it with the masses should be given a medal.  It’s tough work.

Q: What do you like to do when you are not writing?

 

Jennifer: Sleep!  No, I’m kidding.  Kind of.  I’m a mom of two beautiful daughters.  When we are doing math homework or spelling, I love cuddling with them on the couch and watching movies or playing board games.  I’m a huge yoga nut, and usually go to class three times a week.  I love to read, although I never have enough time.  I’ve been married for twelve years, and whenever we can, my husband and I try to sneak off for a date or two!

 

Q: Any future writing news you would like to share?

 

Jennifer: 2014 is a busy year for me!  Along with the February release of Never Been Ready, a novella entitled Ready to Wed will be released this month.  It will be included in a charity anthology called “Pink Shades of Words”.  Also, this year, I will be releasing three other books.  I will be finishing the Ready series with two more novels, and writing a standalone towards the end of the year.

 

FUN FACTS ABOUT NEVER BEEN READY

By J.L. Berg

 

  • In the very first draft of When You’re Ready – Declan was introduced as a British friend of Logan whom he met at boarding school.
  • Leah is based loosely off my real-life best friend Leslie.  It’s no coincidence both of their names start with “L”.
  • The bar Leah and Declan visit on New Year’s Eve is based on the bar owned by my best friend and her husband in downtown Richmond called Honey Whytes – best burgers in town!
  • The infamous cemetery Declan and Leah visit is loosely based on the famous Hollywood Cemetery in Richmond.
  • The original title was So Not Ready, but I didn’t think it matched the tone and theme of the novel.
  • Leah is very close with the main character of the next book in the series.  😉
  • The “lipstick scene” is based on a hilarious conversation I had with two bloggers and an author at Mimi’s.  It had nothing to do with a limo.

About the Author

J.L. Berg is a California native living in the South. She’s married to her high school sweetheart and they have two beautiful girls that drive them batty on a daily basis. When she’s not writing, you can find her with her nose stuck in a romance book, in a yoga studio or devouring anything chocolate. J.L. Berg is represented by Jill Marsal of Marsal Lyon Literary Agency, LLC.

 

Website: www.jlberg.com

Facebook: www.facebook.com/authorjlberg

Twitter: @authorjlberg ; https://twitter.com/authorjlberg

Goodreads:  www.goodreads.com/authorjlberg
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Book Promo – Connected & Torn by Kim Karr

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In celebration of her books Connect and Torn being release in paperback author Kim Karr is calling this promo LOVEFEST!

As a special surprise she is throwing in a set of signed swag (6×9 Connected & Torn book plates – Opened Internationally)! All you have to do to be entered is post a comment on this post and I will randomly pick a winner and let her know 🙂 I will pick a winner Friday Feb. 7th 2014.

Now let’s talk books shall we!

Let’s start with Connected out on paperback Today 🙂

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Excerpt Chapter 2 from CONNECTED (Connections #1) RIVER POV
Written by Kim Karr
Time is Running Out

The set ends so I walk over behind Garrett to lean my guitar against the wall. I pull my shirt up to wipe the sweat off my forehead. It’s hotter than shit in here and I need a drink. Garrett laughs, tipping his head back to swallow the beer he somehow already has.

“You going to grab a drink? I’ll take another,” he says as he downs the rest of his beer. “And, dude, wear this. Seriously man, your hair looks like shit,” he says throwing his beanie at me.

I move closer and shove him a little and put the hat on my head. “Shut the fuck up, you should talk.”

I hop off the stage and my sister rushes over to me. “River, I need you to take me home as soon as the last set is over. I have someone meeting me back at my apartment.” I shake my head, knowing it must be a guy. “Yeah yeah, I will Bell, but really can’t

you get a boyfriend that has some manners? You know, like actually picks his date up and maybe even takes her out? And at a decent hour?”

She rolls her eyes. “All guys aren’t like you, big brother. Nice beanie,” she teases before disappearing back into the crowd.

As I walk through the jam-packed room, some brunette chick I think looks familiar asks me if I want to grab a drink in private. I kindly refuse, telling her I need to refuel before my next set. She’s still talking when I motion toward the bar to signal that I’m moving away. As my eyes flash across the bar, they’re suddenly drawn to a beautiful girl standing against it. And she’s looking directly at me.

I start walking toward her, leaving behind the brunette who is still talking. As I stare at the beautiful girl, I think, “I want her.” Tall, slim, long blonde hair that’s pulled away from her face. But it’s her eyes that get me—the way she’s looking at me. Shit, I’ve talked to about a dozen chicks tonight, but she is the only one who has me interested.

As I stare back at her I’m feeling like she’s not just any girl. Not just a girl to have sex with. I’m actually having a fucking conversation with myself. I can’t figure out what’s going on in my own head.

I try not to smile, but I know she’s checking me out. Fuck, why’d I put this hat on? I quickly pull it off and comb my fingers through my hair. I can’t take my eyes off her and I feel like I want to knock everyone out of my way to get to her.

When I finally reach the bar, I stand right in front of her. For some weird reason I feel the urge to touch her, but instead I shove my hands in my pockets. She’s smiling at me and I smile right back. This girl is hot. Her eyes still haven’t left mine this whole time, so I decide to break the ice by calling her out. “Were you staring at me?”

She pouts her lips and rolls her eyes. Shit, that look gets me.

“No, I was just looking for my friend while I waited on my drinks. You just happened to be in my line of vision.”

I stifle my laugh and say, “That look was hot.” I want to say, “You’re hot,” but I don’t—not yet anyway.

I can tell she’s trying not to laugh. If she does, I know I have her. Her phone rings and her smile fades. “Why would you think I was looking at you, anyway?”

The person beside her walks away and I secure my place next to her. I toss my hat on the counter and lean against the bar, my eyes never leaving hers. I answer in the most honest way I can. “Because I was staring at you, hoping you were staring back.”

I don’t want to fuck this up so I decide to be the guy Bell always tells me I am—the guy with manners. Then I say what I should have said first. “With all this talk about who was staring at whom I think we forgot the basics, I’m River,” I say as I extend my hand.

She reaches hers out. Hey, I get to touch her. But she quickly pulls her hand back before I get to grasp it and accidentally knocks a dude’s beer over. The asshole gives her a dirty look and swears. I know I have to step in because this guy is out of line. I gently guide her out of my way and try to control myself as I say, “Sorry man, just an accident, but let me buy you another.” I hand him a ten, “Buy two.” I hope he takes the money and leaves. Lucky for him he does, because otherwise I might deck him.

I turn around to find the girl smiling at me and sliding one of her beers my way. I start to drink it and she says, “Thank you, that guy sure as shit wasn’t happy with me. In fact he kind of acted like an asshole.” I can’t help but laugh mid-sip, almost spitting the beer out of my mouth. Not cool.

Not able to resist any longer, I run my finger over her smooth bare shoulder and lock

my eyes on hers. “You’re more than welcome.”
She just barely shudders and steps back. I’m pretty sure she’s interested in me so I

step closer, not wanting to break our connection. “Now, where were we? Do we need to start over?” I ask, looking into her eyes.

“We were introducing ourselves,” she says smiling.
“Okay, so let’s try again. I’m River and you are . . .?”
“I’m not sure you need to know that information right now. I’m kind of thinking you

might be a stalker,” she teases.
I laugh. I’m all about game playing but I’m not ready to play. I really want to get to

know this girl, and I’m pretty sure the feeling is mutual, so I avoid dropping the canned line I might have used on another girl and say, “You’re not serious, are you beautiful girl?”

How about a few teaser photos too:

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Pretty hot right?

So if you are enjoying Connected, don’t forget about Torn!

Torn book 2 will be out on paperback April 1st and no it’s not a joke!

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Prologue of TORN Connections #2 by Kim Karr © 2013 by Kim Karr Published by the Penguin Group Release date: October 1, 2013

Colorblind

Close your eyes and you can imagine what it was like. Hot, sticky, crowded. Smoke, flashing screens, and lighters flickering. Fans screaming, laughing, clapping, and crying. Bodies pushing, shoving, trying to catch a glimpse. Everyone wanting to see the stage— the lights, the equipment, the musician himself.

He was running back and forth singing, headbanging, and playing his guitar. The lyrics were jumbled. His movements out of sync. The sound of the bass thumped through the crowd so loud my body vibrated with every wrong note played. I just wanted it to end.

Nick Wilde had opened for the Counting Crows at the Hollywood Bowl. It was his second chance— and he blew it. The crowd was exhilarated at the start of his first song and he owned the stage but it didn’t last long. By the third song he was improvising, pulling notes, and forgetting words. He was lost in his own trance, soaked in alcohol, and no one could help him…not Xander, not my mother, and definitely not me. “Mr. Jones” started playing before he even finished his fourth song…and he never played onstage again.

Music was his soul. Music was in all of our souls. When we were younger he taught us everything he could…how to play, to sing, the right way to command a stage. We knew every song by every artist. We traveled to concert after concert. Music was his life and it became ours.

But he wasn’t happy just playing. He had a dream—he wanted to be famous. And somewhere along the way his dream became an obsession. I’ll give it to him, he got

further than most do. By the age of nineteen he had been signed by a label and cut his first album. But after a disappointing run they released him. He spent the next fifteen years working the circuit—clubs, churches, weddings, birthday parties, as he waited for another big break. And then, just like that, he blew his golden opportunity.

Everything in our life changed after that. The drinking got worse, Grandpa came around more to check on us, and Mom went back to work. Every day left another kink in his chain as he lived in his own world. I was sixteen when his plan A became my plan B and, just like him, at a young age, I cut my first album. But unlike him I had Xander. He wasn’t going to let me fail. The band’s album had a slow start but after a year of touring, it started to gain popularity.

I remember the first time the Wilde Ones graced a real stage. We were restless. We had been sitting around for hours waiting. When we were finally up we strutted confidently across the stage like we had in rehearsal, but, really, we were nervous as hell. The lights were much brighter and the audience so much bigger than we were used to. When the guys started to play, soft, barely audible words flew out of my mouth so fast I forgot to breathe. The band was drowning me out and I knew it. Looking around, I adjusted the microphone height and took in the crowd. They were cheering me on with such enthusiasm that my voice finally soared over them. It was the same voice I’d grown up with, the one my dad had fostered. It was raw and present and soulful, and, in that moment, my music came alive. The crowd went crazy and just like that my life changed again.

Xander struck while the iron was hot. He arranged to go on tour. That was the beginning of the end for me. We started out small. Smaller venues, shitty hotels, crappy food, and a lot of drinking. We opened for band after band and the relationships I made…they kept me going, that and being up on that stage doing what I loved…it kept me going, wanting to make my dad proud…yeah, that, too.

But touring was a constant infringement on my personal space. I hated the cramped quarters, lack of privacy, constant strict schedule, never being in the same city for more than two nights, people following you everywhere, people always wanting something from you. Even the girls throwing themselves at you got old. It was the longest year of my life, but I did it for him because somewhere along the way his dream morphed into

mine. What I came to realize was that his dream wasn’t mine—my dad thought being on tour meant you had made it. His dream was about being famous. Mine is about the music.

As the venues got bigger so did the crowds, the fanfare, and I could see how you could get lost in it, caught up in it—but I was determined not to end up like my father. He was addicted to the fame. I’m addicted to the creative process. I hope that difference between us is enough. The tour ended and we wrote, we played around LA, and as time passed life was good. But I had managed to put off cutting another album long enough. This time I was doing it for the band and for my brother and for me—because I love the music. Cutting the album—that’s the fun part. It’s the promoting I dreaded, at least until the day I saw her through the glass. The girl who inspired our song “Once in a Lifetime,” the girl Xander always referred to as my muse, the girl who stole my heart one night and then crushed it at the very same time.

She was as beautiful as I remembered and with one glance she took my breath away. She walked my way, pulling a suitcase behind her, and my heart skipped a beat. I knew immediately she was the one sent to interview me and suddenly any negativity I had about doing press was gone. I couldn’t help but watch her. I wanted her unlike anyone I had ever wanted before. I had to stifle a laugh when her briefcase fell off the top of her suitcase and she glanced around to see who saw. I wanted to yell, “Only me and don’t worry because everything about you is sexy as fuck.”

I rushed to grab the door for her, but she pushed it forward and fell into me—not that I minded in the least. I’d catch her over and over. There wasn’t a thing about her that I didn’t remember from the first time we met and even the awkwardness of the moment brought me to full attention. When her body pressed against mine, I knew in that instant…this time I wasn’t letting her get away so easily. I’d go on a thousand tours to have her in my life—there was just something about her, a light in her eyes that made everything wrong feel right. And just like my dad, I got a second chance—it was her. But unlike him, I wasn’t going to blow it.

When she extended her hand and said, “Hello, I’m Dahlia London from Sound Music. I’m so sorry I’m late,” I knew she had to be mine.

Enjoyed the prologue? How about more with chapter 1?

Torn Chapter 1

Whew and if that’s not enough I have a few teaser photos that will make you want to run to the nearest bookstore to pick up your copy 🙂

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So what music helped inspire Ms. Karr…I have her playlist!

TORN Playlist

I will definitely be adding these gems to my collection!

Amazing 4 Star Review by Red City Review of Dark Indiscretions

To see the review on their site just click the link!! How awesome! 🙂

Red City Review

‘Dark Indiscretions’ by Shakuita Johnson is a paranormal tale that shifts the generic mold of these kinds of narratives and offers up a new story to bite onto. Jennifer Johnston is a girl struggling with her identity, surrounded by a terrifying family who causes nightmares in all those who encounter them. She is a mystic, a vampyra with the talents of a shape-shifting witch. When her family tries to force her to marry her brother to keep their bloodline pure, she refuses, but this only sets off a sequence of events that causes even greater fears. Meanwhile, two dylias, (commonly referred to as werewolves,) named Jackson and Taylor, who are pack mates and lovers, move forward in life as they live in fear of the mystics. Eventually, the two werewolves reunite with Jennifer, joining forces, aiming to bring balance to their world.

This is an interesting story because it brings up new dynamics that have previously been unexplored in the realm of paranormal fantasy and romance. It was especially refreshing to see two male werewolves in a relationship with one another. The tension in the story builds up from the start, as the reader is introduced to Jennifer and the dysfunctional family that she is a part of. The beginning of the narrative contains a lot of information and at times is confusing, but Johnson builds upon her story and explains all that is unforeseen by the end of the tale. If you are a fan of vampires and werewolves, then this would be a great read for you, as it brings a strong new voice to the already overflowing market of paranormal fiction.

Dark Indiscretions: Monster Unleashed

I’ve done it! First draft is done and now I’m running around my room like I’ve lost my mind because I’ve officially ‘finished’ my second book in my Dark Indiscretions Series. Holy shit! I’m geeked 🙂 Now for the brutal part to begin…the reread and addition or subtraction to make sure the flow makes sense. Add tiny details that I missed. Make sure there won’t be any WTF is she talking about moments lol I’m on cloud nine right now! Blah!!

Charity’s Secrets Promo Tour – Author Maya James

Title: Charity’s Secrets
Author: Maya James
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Publication Date: December 12, 2013

The unbridled heat continues between the beautiful Charity Powers and her gorgeous and passionate assassin for hire, Justin Collins. He exists only to love her and keep her safe, but that’s not so easy when she is such a force of life. Charity makes it her mission to heal Justin’s wounded path, but to do it, she must hide terrible, dangerous secrets from him that risk their entire relationship.

The holidays arrive filled with wonderful sentiments that leave each of these lovers closer than ever, but just as the celebrations come to a close, one of their dearest friends is brutally attacked. There needs to be retribution, and both Justin and Charity deliver it. In the process, evidence of a traitor is discovered on the Panther team, jeopardizing not just everything they’ve worked for—but their very lives.

Discovering Charity’s secrets devastates Justin, but his broken heart is no rival to the fury of learning that his beautiful obsession is being hunted. Rescuing her leads him to the truths of this past.

Nothing can contain Justin’s devotion and intensity. Charity has to be kept safe. The traitor and their enemies, personal and political, must be eliminated if they are going to survive.

Short Excerpts

“There’s no war to wage, no battles to fight tonight, Warrior.” He kisses my head again. “Go to sleep.”

He touches my chin gently and runs his warm finger along my jaw as he stares into my soul. He sets his promise into me with his eyes. Then he takes both hands and holds my face. “You are my world. You’re all I need to survive.”

“Take your fucking clothes off! You want to feel close and I want you to beg. We’re going to have both.” His eyes are on fire, fueled by raw desire. “I ache to feel you; I miss the musky scent of you, the sweet taste of you flooding my mouth, and I can’t wait another minute.”

Long Excerpt:

The bathroom door pushes open easily exposing the brightness inside, the light colored walls and marble counter. Justin is in the shower and the curtain hides him from his chest down, but the top is transparent. Water streams down his head and shoulders before he sees me. Then he notices me in the doorway, looking haggard and drained, and I watch his concern overtake his expression and posture. His prefect green eyes beckon me in. “Undress,” he says with soft control, pulling the shower curtain open.

I realize my hands are obeying him, undoing and dropping clothing to the floor around my feet. I cross the room and step in with him. The hot water feels incredible.

Justin’s arms wrap around me and he draws me in, leaning my fatigued body against the warmth of his. “Just relax, Warrior. There’s nothing for you to do right now, nothing to think about. I have you.”

My soul collapses into his arms, and he holds me up as promised.

“Let go,” he says. “You do so much for everyone, Charity. You do so much for me that I don’t know what I’d do without you now, and you deserve a break. I’ll take care of you.”

The hot water rushes all around us, drenching the knots from my muscles. His strong hands press into my sides and back, his solid body gives me comfort.

“I’ll do everything and be everything that you need, because you do that for me every day,” Justin continues.

A long, exhausted breath explodes from my chest onto his neck where my head rests. For a short while I can’t even move.

Eventually I find my strength and I begin supporting my own weight again. Justin steps us back deeper into the water, drenching us. He carefully fixes my wet hair away from my face. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispers. I feel his lips press onto the top of my head.

One of his arms lets go and grabs my shampoo from where I left it yesterday. Its familiar scent wafts into the shower before he even begins rubbing it into my hair. He turns me and dumps the shampoo on, letting me do nothing while he massages my scalp. When he’s done, he rinses it out thoroughly and picks up my body wash.

It amazes me how gentle he can make his touch, with hands that have beaten and killed. They’ve strangled the life out of people but on me they are tender and caring, kneading the life back in to me. He massages my back deeply with the body wash and starts working his way around my body. My nipples do not resist the chance to harden as he rubs them.

“Every inch of you is breathtaking,” his soft voice convinces me.

He rinses the soap off me before continuing with new, fresh lather. The pressure he uses on my feet and calves relaxes them so much they don’t want to hold me up. He slides over my wet thighs and ass, gently cupping my warrior parts.

Of course they react, tingling and twitching, begging for more, but I don’t think that’s Justin’s objective tonight. I want whatever he’s offering, I don’t want to think.

Gently, he pulls me closer, embracing me with one arm so that we are buried in each other’s necks and the length of our bodies are touching. My hands go to his tight sides, as if we might dance in the water.

Justin is still cupping my vulva. Softly, his fingers move through the wet folds of my labia, not entirely penetrating into me, but not teasing me, either.

I squeeze his sides gently, letting him know to continue.

His finger slips up the middle and finds my clitoris. Justin’s thumb pulls its hood back, and his finger begins circling on my swollen tip. My breath spills out into his neck and chest, deepening with each moment.

By my ear, I feel his soft lips. “Relax, Warrior. I won’t hurt you. There won’t be any teasing; you don’t need to beg. Tonight I’m the one begging. I’m begging that you relax and let life catch up to you.”

The tingling becomes throbbing under his steady finger. I squeeze him again, telling him it’s getting close. My nipples are sliding around the wetness on his chest, and I feel like I’m wrapped in a blanket of warm pleasure.

Now the throbbing is nearly reaching my ears. My entire body is looking for this release.

I feel my hips rocking against him.

Just a moment more.

Nearly there.

Don’t—

Stop.

Yes…Christ!

I’m really grabbing his sides now, fingers digging in to hold this moment to its fullest.

Everything leaves me in a satisfying rush and Justin pulls me closer, as if he’s taking all of my problems from me, all of my tension. My moans and pants are muffled into his strong neck. All of it floods out of me and is immediately washed away.

It takes a few minutes to regain myself. I can feel that my smile is back on my face like a loyal friend. Justin’s impressive hardness is pressing into me now as well and I make a move toward it.

“No,” he says in the same voice that had told me to undress earlier. “I told you, you’re not doing a thing tonight.”

Justin shuts off the water and pulls back the curtain. Before he helps himself, he opens a towel over my shoulders to keep me warm. He takes a second and towels off my hair and then wraps it up. With the one on my shoulders, he dries my body and then his.

Casually, he steps out and holds his hand out for me like a gentleman. After he assists me over the tub wall, his massive hands scoop me off the tiles.

“What are you doing?” I ask through a smile.

“You’re not even allowed to walk,” he replies through his own soft grin.

Justin carries me to the bed, sits me on the edge, and removes the towel to dry my hair further. When he’s satisfied with that, he pulls the covers back and asks me to lie down. I feel his warm body slide in next to me, and he wraps himself around me again, pulling the covers over us.

“There’s no war to wage, no battles to fight tonight, Warrior.” He kisses my head again. “Go to sleep.”

Indie Author with my first Romance novel, Charity’s Warrior, and now the second in the series, Charity’s Secrets, publishing on Amazon Kindle, Creatspace, Barnes & Noble and Smashwords.

I’m very passionate about writing stories full of love, lust, eroticism, and strong characters entwined around each other in an interesting, suspenseful journey.

East coast born and raised, I’m married, extremely happily, with 4 kids, 3 of which are now young adults (not sure when that happened).

I’m a COO in my technology-based “day job,” which requires a mix of technical and creative writing for both internal and client-facing materials, but it was not satisfying my artistic spirit. Writing the “Charity” series has been absolutely fulfilling and exciting.

My favorite writing takes place on my phone while lying on the Southernmost Beach in Key West, where I try to go at least twice a year.

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Blog Tour and Review – Eternally Alex by Sarah Elizabeth Ashley

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Eternally Alex – Synopsis

The story concludes.

Love knows no bounds… Love is limitless… Love can overcome all odds.

Alex, now being totally free from the clutches of her abusive ex-husband starts out on married life with the super sexy James. The man who continues to dote on her completely, taking his marriage vows to the limit as he worships her in every way imaginable. Life could not get any better, could it?

Their bliss is stalled as part of James’ past emerges. Someone that he believed did not exist, a part of his life locked firmly away in the back of his mind.

New evil, hungry for revenge on behalf of another and feeling shunned by rejection brings misery and anguish to the duo. But, in true Alex and James style they battle together to protect the perfect life. Their journey is not without sorrow and pain as their encounter with those of a heinous nature proves more than they can handle.

An attack they suffer threatens their very existence together but love will win, leaving them free to fulfil their lives dreams together surrounding by their family they can only grow stronger and stronger.

I RECEIVED AN ARC FROM THE AUTHOR FOR AN HONEST REVIEW

REVIEW OF ETERNALLY ALEX:

*I was given a copy of this book by the author for an honest reveiw*

*Possible spoilers especially if you haven’t read the first two in the series*

3 out of 5 stars

I’m about 16% in to the book and I think they’ve had sex at least four to five times by now. I love a good sex scene but holy crap! I would much rather have a great story line. Also if I hear the words “it’s all about pleasure” or “you’re fucking fuckable” one more time I might scream! It was said several times in the first two book every time they had sex or he looked at her. Surely James’s vocabulary extends those two phrases. At this point I still believe Alex to be a whiny woman-child. Alex is a naive nitwit and all that drama with James’s mother, she should have stayed out. If the man says he doesn’t want to see the woman that abandoned him she should have agreed. Not get mad because she never had the chance to talk to her birth mother and take it out on James because he’s not interesting in finding out why his mother would walk out on him at six months. I just really don’t like Alex in any of the books. She tries to pressure other people to do things but gets mad if she feels pressured. I just feel like she’s always making James do something HE doesn’t want to do. He just ends up doing because he doesn’t want her unhappy and she doesn’t care about his happiness.

On a good note the bring in James’s mother was intriguing. Even though I found myself wondering what did she want it was enough to keep me reading. Even though I didn’t agree on how Alex pretty much backed James into a corner to meet her, I was interested enough to want to know why she was back all of a sudden. Minor things in the story kept me interested.

I was also given the other two books in this series by the author to read before this one. Overall a pretty good series but not one I would probably read again. I would give the series overall a 3.5 out of 5 stars. It’s a pretty good read to pass the hours but I wasn’t so wrapped up in it that i had to read it NOW. I took a few breaks here and there.

 

QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS FROM THE AUTHOR

1- What is your favourite book that you have written?
I love Freeing Alex for no other reason other than it was my first, but really I like them all.

2-What is your favourite book by another author?
The Education of Sebastian and The Education of Caroline – Jane Harvey-Berrick, both of these stayed with me for days.  But I also adore the Black Dagger Brotherhood and could happily re-read and re-read – Sadly Phury was removed as the screensaver on my phone, I now have Rhage! (A girls to dream!)

3-What do you like to do in your spare time when not writing?
My family sails, although we’re all a bit fair-weather, cooking and reading, of course.  Oh, and I love a night out dancing with the girls a few Strawberry Bellini, but no more vodka, not ever again!

4-Is there any authors that inspired you to write?
Lots, but particularly new authors that came from nowhere.

5-Do you listen to music while writing if so who or what genre?
I sometimes listen to music, other times I like total silence. My musical taste is eclectic and ranges from Beethoven to Rizzle Kicks!

6-Have you any upcoming books you’d like to tell us about?
Well, Eternally Alex is now complete and ready to launch – so excited!  I’m aworking on another novel, working title is Never Say Love. It’s Benito’s story, a sort of prequel to Freeing Alex.  It won’t be part of the series, and has been written after I received a number of requests from my readers.  Once that’s done, there is another that is started but was shelved so that I could work on Never Say Love, that’s nothing to do with Alex at all.

7- Tell us some interesting facts about yourself?
·               I’m a true Piscean and have an over active imagination.
·               I’m a Staffordshire girl through and through.
·               I’m not scared of spiders, they all send for me when they find one.

AUTHOR BIO:

Sarah Elizabeth Ashley is a first time British writer born and raised in the Midlands county of Staffordshire where she still lives today with her family.

Forbidden to use her ‘real’ name by her children Sarah has said for years that she had a book “in her” But, finally finding the time, she quite literally let the words flow as her first novel, Freeing Alex, was created, the characters coming to life on her laptop, followed by Loving Alex, Eternally Alex, and more to come with fourth novel currently being written.

She describes herself as a true Piscean with an over-active imagination and says that it took a great deal of courage to release ‘Freeing Alex’ however, motivated by her husband and family she finally took the plunge and self published in August 2013.

“It started as a hobby, now it’s a passion.”

Cover Reveal – Falling For You by Danielle Taylor

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The author will also be giving away a copy of her book to one lucky winner. Just like this post and I will randomly pick one of you and let her know 🙂

 

Blurb:

 

Julia Burns can’t remember a day in her life when she didn’t have to work. So the ad in the paper sounds perfect to her – even if she does have to marry a complete stranger.

Nicholas Steele isn’t used to being around people since the accident that left him disfigured. Having a permanent house guest isn’t his idea of fun, however, the press would have a field day if they found he and his new wife weren’t residing together.

On paper, their ‘fake’ marriage fits both their needs, giving Nicholas a wife and Julia the security she’s always dreamed of having. In reality, every moment Nicholas and Julia spend together brings them closer to falling for each other.

About the Author
Danielle Taylor is the author of the Captive Hearts Series and the WattPad sensation Falling for You, which broke 100,000 reads in less than a week.
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