Once upon a time, I thought love was a fairytale. My prince was a Beast with blood on his hands and ice in his veins. My family offered to save me. The only price: leaving the tattered pieces of my heart behind. Our love was irrational. Cruel. Unforgiving. Nothing like the storybooks said it should be—but it was perfect. The longer we were apart, the more I lost myself. He was vicious and domineering, but I craved the submission. Together we were destructive, but I was addicted to the devastation. Still, I thought titles mattered. To my family I was princess, and to the Beast I was slave. I was too naïve to understand that even though he’d been my captor, he’d broken the shackles on my soul. Once upon a time, I thought love meant happily ever after. Now I know better. 
Are you going to punish me?” I whispered. A smirk came to his lips. “I think you’ve been punished enough for today.” Disappointment hit my stomach in an odd ache. I was fucked up. I actually wanted to be punished. His gaze slimmed as if he could read my mind, and then his fingers darted back between my lower lips, spreading them. “Unless you want to be punished.” His thumb worked a taunting rhythm beside my clit, not ever touching it, just enough to drive me mad. I clawed his neck, head falling with a sigh into the soft fur rug. “Do you want to be punished?” I nodded frantically and he said, “Say it.” “Please punish me.” There was no hesitation. The words fell from my lips the minute he demanded it. He laughed, rumbling and low. “Too fucking bad, little slave. You’re mine. I’ll use you however the fuck I want.” I groaned then caught the glint in his eye. This was his punishment: making me admit my need, making me beg, then having him deny it. His grin widened. Before I could protest his punishment, he plunged his fingers inside me. 
Mary Catherine Gebhard bites off more than she can chew. She's lived in Salt Lake City, Utah her entire life but occasionally goes on vacation from reality. Don't worry, she sends postcards.
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 Beauty: The End by Mary Catherine GebhardMy rating: 3 of 5 stars 3.5 Dark & Twisted stars Beauty is the second book in the Hate Story so you will definitely need to read Beast first. We pick right up where the first book ended. Frankie has escaped Beast but it doesn't take her long to wonder what has she done. She misses him, longs for him, her thoughts are consumed by him. These two are explosive together. There is so much excitement going on with this book that your head will spin. Some parts were actually hard for me to keep up but all in all it's a really good twisted read. View all my reviews
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King of Code, an all-new intriguing and sexy standalone from CD Reiss is available NOW!
King of Code by CD Reiss Publication Date: September 18th, 2017 Genre: Contemporary RomanceFrom New York Times Bestselling author, CD Reiss, comes a sexy tale of secrets, intrigue, betrayal, and a love worth crossing a continent for. Taylor Harden is a man on the edge. The edge of fame. The edge of untold wealth. The edge of utter humiliation. He built an unhackable system, and in front of everyone, it’s hacked. His reputation goes from king to goat in a split second. Boom. Like that. Some dude in Barrington, USA (AKA Nowhere) has locked down Taylor’s code, and if he doesn’t get it back, he’s going to be wearing a monkey suit for the rest of his life. Except, this guy? This hacker from Nowhere? He’s not a guy. Harper Watson’s all woman. And she has a plan for Taylor, his code, and his body. Excerpt:“About time!” the older lady shouted. “Is Harper back?” I asked, handing the bags to the blushing redhead. As if summoned, Harper came through the swinging door, keeping it open so everyone could get past. She looked at me through the screen. “You coming in?” she asked. “We need to talk.” “Did the decryption key work?” The door slapped closed behind her as she came out, and we were alone. The way the setting sun hit her cheeks made her glow, and the strands of gold hair at the edges looked translucent. She belonged on a postcard. I kept forgetting she was holding me hostage. I kept forgetting I needed to think strategically. I had more at stake with this girl than I’d ever had with another. “Did you doubt it would work?” “Not really. I’m just making conversation.” “What are the thorns about?” I pointed at the thorn bed that had eaten my phone and went down the stairs to the yard. She came after me. “Don’t you have these where you’re from?” She snapped a dry twig off the end. “Roses? Yes. Impenetrable, groomed thorn bushes in our yards? No.” “It’s not normal to give the gardeners in town something to do?” We walked around the perimeter. “You are not normal.” “It still blooms in spring. It’s really nice. You should see it.” We were at the back end of the yard, where the very top of the factory’s roof cut the horizon. I took her hand, pulling her to a stop. “Harper.” “Taylor?” Her hair flew in her mouth when she turned, and she drew her finger across her cheek to get it out. What was I supposed to tell her again? That I knew we’d interviewed her. That I didn’t give her the job despite her having a leg up on everyone else we saw. But was I contrite? Accusatory? Was I just going to relay information? What did I want out of her after I told her I knew? “Thank you for helping today,” she said. “If you’d asked me when we met, ‘Would Taylor Harden help clean the factory?’ I would have said, ‘No, not for any reason.’ But there you were. Pushing a broom. Scooping up shit. Not being an asshole.” “My watch was at stake.” “Yeah. Whatever. You can say what you want to keep your reputation as a shithead intact.” “I have a reputation as a shithead?” “You know you do.” I did know it, and I reveled in it. She faced me and put her other hand out. I took it, holding both hands between us. I couldn’t help it. “Well, you guys are such a bunch of sad sacks I had to help. And let me tell you, every guy in Barrington has a little asshole in him. Trust me. I’ve played pool with them.” “I want to say…” She stopped herself as if she really didn’t want to say. “Let’s get together tonight and get you another decryption code. But… saying this is stupid.” She bit her lip. “Say it anyway.” “The sooner you get four codes, the sooner you leave.” I looked at our hands so I wouldn’t have to look at her. “I’m not sure if I want that,” she said.
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About the AuthorCD Reiss is a New York Times bestseller. She still has to chop wood and carry water, which was buried in the fine print. Her lawyer is working it out with God but in the meantime, if you call and she doesn't pick up she's at the well hauling buckets. Born in New York City, she moved to Hollywood, California to get her master's degree in screenwriting from USC. In case you want to know, that went nowhere but it did give her a big enough ego to write novels. She's frequently referred to as the Shakespeare of Smut which is flattering but hasn't ever gotten her out of chopping that cord of wood. If you meet her in person, you should call her Christine.
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Bulldog's Girls is a small town/single mother in danger romantic suspense with a hero in insta-love/lust and a leading lady afraid of commitment. There are some dark bits, and the sex is very descriptive, but overall this is a feel good love story that's sure to make you smile. Enjoy your stay in the lovely town of Green Haven! Amaya gave up everything to protect her daughter, Peyton, but it wasn't enough and a sadistic enemy she thought was dead is tormenting her from beyond the grave. In a desperate attempt to keep her daughter safe, Amaya flees to the small Michigan beach town of Green Haven where she meets Paul McGregor, a retired football player and her new neighbor. Paul, known around town as Bulldog, finds himself drawn to the sassy, beautiful young woman and her adorable little girl, yet is puzzled why a woman who is as attracted to him as he is to her constantly pushes him away. When he finds out about the evil hunting Amaya and Peyton he vows that he will do anything to keep them safe and convince them to be his girls forever.
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With over forty published books, Ann is Queen of the Castle to her husband and three sons in the mountains of West Virginia. In her past lives she's been an Import Broker, a Communications Specialist, a US Navy Civilian Contractor, a Bartender/Waitress, and an actor at the Michigan Renaissance Festival. She also spent a summer touring with the Grateful Dead-though she will deny to her children that it ever happened. From a young Ann has had a love affair with books would read everything she could get her hands on. As Ann grew older, and her hormones kicked in, she discovered bodice ripping Fabio-esque romance novels. They were great at first, but she soon grew tired of the endless stories with a big wonderful emotional buildup to really short and crappy sex. Never a big fan of purple prose, throbbing spears of fleshy pleasure and wet honey pots make her giggle, she sought out books that gave the sex scenes in the story just as muchd etail and plot as everything else-without using cringe worthy euphemisms. This led her to the wonderful world of Erotic Romance, and she's never looked back. Now Ann spends her days trying to tune out cartoons playing in the background to get into her 'sexy space' and has accepted that her Muse has a severe case of ADD. Ann loves to talk with her fans, as long as they realize she's weird, and that sarcasm doesn't translate well via text.  
Their Rigid Rules
by Christina Thompson
The Chemical Attraction Series Book 1
Their Rigid Rules is the first book in the captivating and fast-paced Chemical Attraction Series. This romantic suspense novel will have you gripping the edge of your seat.Taylor Valentine, a senior at Western Michigan University, has had her life planned out since kindergarten. After her parents died while she was still in high school, she had perfected it to make them proud. Now with the help of her best friends, Joe and Eva, she focuses on graduation and a career with romance in the far distant future. However, when the visiting professor enters the lecture hall to a four-weekend Civil War seminar, her perfect plan hits a snag. As a handsome history professor and former marine, Dr. Stuart Morgan has his own set of strict rules especially with infatuated students. He enjoys his boring yet pleasant life until he starts receiving death threats. With his unwanted bodyguard in tow, Stuart is unnerved by his reaction to Taylor. Their rigid rules discourage all but a flirtation. As the death threats become evident, the FBI believes Taylor’s the culprit, hindering their budding romance. When Taylor inadvertently becomes the target, Joe and Stuart whisk her away to protect her. Meanwhile, Joe struggles with his feelings for Taylor. He’s loved her since grade school. He won’t let her go and stands in Stuart’s way. The men push her to choose between the lifelong love of her best friend and the true love of her new boyfriend. With the threats from family and foe pulling them apart, Stuart wonders if they can sustain the stress. Trusting their love, he must somehow convince Taylor to break her rules and embrace a new plan.
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The Kindred Code
by Christina Thompson
The Chemical Attraction Series Book 2
Taylor Valentine, Eva O’Sullivan, and Joe Roberts are siblings by choice. They believe in The Kindred Code: blood means nothing and love is everything. After all, they’ve been together every day since the third grade. As their lives take different paths after college, they wonder if their mantra will stay true. When word gets out that Professor Stuart Morgan had dated Taylor while in his class, the publicity takes a toll on their relationship. While Taylor recovers from a gunshot wound, Stuart struggles with his PTSD. Instead of sharing their pain, they drift further apart. With his son, David, at a sleepover, Officer Matt Connor invites Eva to his home. During their romantic weekend, volatile confrontations erupt between Matt’s mother and Eva and David’s biological mother and Eva. The rural town enjoys the uproar. Even on her best behavior, Eva worries about the chaos she brings to Matt and David’s lives. Before Joe heads to the FBI Academy, Director Peter Bingaman asks for his help on an unofficial case. He needs an outsider, who’s smart and quick on his feet. Joe jumps at the chance to test his skills. Before long, they uncover horrendous crimes. Suddenly, Joe’s in over his head. Will Joe’s family put aside their problems and come to his aid before it’s too late? And what will that mean for his career as an agent? This page turner is the second novel in The Chemical Attraction Series and is packed with fast-paced action, suspense, and romance that will leave you craving for more.
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As a former holistic practitioner with a science background, Christina Thompson enjoys writing about the physical science, the emotional workings of our mind and heart, and the spiritual energy that taps into our passions.
Her degree in biology from Nazareth College in Kalamazoo gave her a love of science and a background into the physical realm of the body. Her diploma in Traditional Chinese acupuncture from Midwest College of Oriental Medicine taught her that the mind and spirit affect the body in powerful ways. She currently resides with her husband, Kraig, in Michigan.
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Racer by Katy Evans Publication Date: September 28th, 2017 Genre: Contemporary RomanceRacer, an all-new standalone in the Real Series from New York Times bestselling author Katy Evans is coming September 28th!!!
A bad boy with something to prove. A woman with a mission. The race of their lives. The love of a lifetime. I don’t think his parents expected him to live up to his name—Racer Tate—but once he felt the adrenaline rush behind the wheel, he was addicted. He's the fastest, fiercest driver around. Scouting new talent brings me to his doorstep... but his smile sends me to my knees. The sexy, mysterious Racer Tate is not the kind of man a girl like me falls for. He's secretive, reckless, elusive. But his proximity pushes me beyond reason, and his kiss.... This is our last chance to win, and he is our only hope. I'm supposed to watch him—make sure he doesn't get into trouble. But it's an impossible task. And now the one in heart wrenching, toe-curling, soul-crushing trouble is me. Because when your heart belongs to someone, their truths become your own, and their secrets become your salvation...or your curse. He says he wants me. He says I'm the One. But he also thinks he'll break my heart, one piece at a time until it's gone. Excerpt:I’m still reeling. While people approach him, he cuts a path straight to me, his gaze penetrating and target-like; making me want to bolt. His lips do that little upward tilt they do that seems so sexy, and for a second, I feel like I’m lightheaded. I gulp, and then feel mad at myself for acting like some idiot as fucking devil-Racer Tate reaches me, throws himself into a seat next to me, and turns to look at me expectantly with the most gorgeous grin on his face. I don’t know what to say. This guy has left me sort of speechless. “So … ” I say, staring in the distance at his beat-up mustang, then at him. “So … ” he says too, in his deep voice, his smile a little more wicked than it was two seconds ago. He glances at my mouth. Oh god. Why am I licking my lips? It only made his eyes narrow and darken. I open my mouth to speak, failing to find words. He smells like sweat and soap and shampoo, and I feel my traitorous nipples push up to my top again. Why do they do that when he’s around? “This is illegal,” I state. His voice is husky from exertion, and his eyes glint with laughter. “That’s why it’s fun.” I look away from his eyes, trying to focus and clear my head. He leans over and peers into my face, his face shadowed by the moonlight and his jaw now carrying a little scruff. “Are we in agreement?” he presses. “No.” I glare and shake my head, meeting his cocky gaze. “You’re reckless, Racer.” “So are you, Alana.” “It’s just … Lana.” His brows fly up in surprise. “And a bit of a liar too.” I purse my lips, still glaring as my gaze goes back to his car. Girls are rubbing against it as if it were him, and I find it disgusting. Why are women always acting so slutty around race car drivers and bad boys? “You crashed your car,” I say flippantly. “You crashed my car,” he contradicts, amused. I laugh, then scowl in his direction. “You crashed it more. I can’t believe you were making such a fuss about me crashing into you when it was just a little kiss—” He leans in to peck my lips—fast but firmly. “That’s a kiss.” I lose my breath. My eyes wide. He eases back, lips smiling as he comes to his feet and stretches his hand out to take me by the elbow and help me to my feet. “Let’s get out of here.” He starts walking, leading the way. “And go where?” “Anywhere I can get my hands on you.”
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Title: Beyond Reckless
Series: Lost Kings MC
Author: Autumn Jones Lake
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: September 18, 2017
   
 Blood doesn’t make you family, loyalty does.
Marcel “Teller” Whelan, Treasurer of the Lost Kings MC, has always been two things—honest and responsible. At ten years old, he was already taking care of his baby sister. At eighteen, he patched into the Lost Kings MC and took a major role in shaping the club’s future.
Three years ago, he thought he’d met the perfect woman, only to have her reject everything he is—a Lost King.
One bullet is a lifetime supply.
Now, after an accident that left a girl dead and Teller almost crippled, he’s struggling through the darkest time in his life. His niece, sister, and Lost Kings MC family are the only things holding him together, but his reckless actions are bound to drive everyone away.
Then, in the most unlikely place, he crosses paths with her again. The woman he once thought might be his perfect match.
Love soothes our inner demons.
Sparks fly for both of them. She’s the ride-or-die woman he needs, able to calm his many demons and bring the light back into his life. But she has a secret—one that forces him to lie to his brothers.
In chaos we trust.
When Teller’s brothers find out who he’s falling in love with, it will create a storm of chaos for the Lost Kings MC. But if there’s one thing Teller’s turbulent life has taught him, it’s that sometimes love is worth the chaos.
Beyond Reckless is the 8th book in the popular Lost Kings MC series, but can be read as a standalone.
“Amazing as always. Teller is...wow!” - Nothing but Sexy Books Blog “With action, suspense, and plenty of steam, this is one MC Series you do not want to miss!” - Crazies R Us Book Blog “Autumn has once again created another compelling and beautiful story of perseverance, love, loyalty and family and I hope she never stops writing about these characters and the LOKI world.” - A Girl and Her Books 
“What’re you doing?” Teller asks in a low, gravelly voice.
My hands go to his belt working it loose. “You need to ask?”
One of his hands closes over mine. “Wait.”
I glance up, patiently anticipating his next words.
“I’m all fucked up.”
I squeeze and run my hand over his cock gently through his jeans. “You feel good to me.”
Finally he lets out a soft laugh. “Yeah, that works fine. I mean, I’ve got a lot of scars from my accident.”
I’m not used to men like him sharing their vulnerability with me.
I’m used to them acting like defensive assholes.
He’s so different.
“Everyone has scars.” My gaze collides with his intense stare. “They just mean you were stronger than whatever tried to hurt you.”
His eyes widen and he traces his fingers along my jaw. “Get up.”
“But I haven’t even started,” I protest.
That edge of ferocity that I remember from our first encounter enters his eyes. He grabs me by my arms and hauls me to my feet. Then to my utter shock, he drops his shoulder and throws me over it. I yip and squeal, kicking my legs. “What the hell are you doing?”
He pops me on the ass once. “Quiet down. Where’s your bedroom?”
“Put me down.”
“I’ll find it on my own.”
I keep still, afraid he’ll drop me, but a few seconds later, he’s tossing me on my bed. I’m so glad I took five minutes to fix my sheets and blankets this morning. At least I won’t give off the impression I’m a complete slob.
He reaches over and flicks on the small lamp sitting on my nightstand. Without taking his eyes off me, he shrugs out of his cut and drapes it over the back of my desk chair.
He threads his fingers into my hair, tilting my head back and presses a hungry kiss against my lips. “You’re even sexier than I remembered and I didn’t think that was possible.”
Autumn was born and raised in Upstate, New York. She spends her free time listening to music, going to concerts and spending time with her family. She enjoys reading, writing, acting and horror movies. Her favorite books are mystery, thrillers, horror, romance, erotica and urban fantasy.
    
   
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 Beyond Reckless by Autumn Jones LakeMy rating: 5 of 5 stars I was so excited for Tellers book and let me just say it's everything I had hoped and more. Yes, it's a duet so we have to wait a month for the end but gosh, who cares. In fact I may read this was again and again until it comes. That's how much I loved it. Teller has spent his life taking care of people, his little sister and best friend. He is one of the most caring and loving bikers I've ever read about and it makes me love him more and more. Now he can be fearless and a jerk but that just makes him that much hotter. Since his accident he hasn't been himself, when he comes across the one woman who he hasn't seem to be able to forget....sparks fly, the clouds clear and the fire ignites. These two are explosive and I can't wait to see where we are taken next with these two. There is danger ahead folks and some heads are gonna roll..... 
SOMEONE TO CALL MY OWN Road to Blissville Series, Book 2 AIMEE NICOLE WALKER M/M ROMANCE RELEASE DATE: 09.05.17
PHOTOGRAPHER: Wander Aguiar COVER ARTIST: Jay Aheer/Simply Defined Art 
BLURB Psychic Emory Jackson and former black ops specialist Jonathon Silver are men from two completely different worlds with one thing in common: heartbreak. Emory still mourns the loss of his husband five years prior, and Jon is reeling with grief from the recent death of his twin brother. Sparks fly when mutual friends introduce them, but it’s so much more than basic attraction. There’s an undeniable awareness and a sense of belonging that neither man can deny. Despite Emory’s premonition of a future with Jon, he has vowed never to love again. Jon is convinced that his tainted soul is the reason he will never have someone to call his own. What if they’re both wrong? Maybe these broken men with their jagged edges could somehow align perfectly to form something whole and beautiful. But will that realization come too late for them? AMAZON US: http://amzn.to/2ezOhtg AMAZON UK: http://amzn.to/2xIi2g6  
EXCERPT “I think we need to clear the air,” Jonathon said in a calm, rational voice. “There’s nothing to clear,” I countered. “I’m nothing to you; you’re nothing to me.” “You think it’s that simple?” Jonathon took two steps toward me. I took three steps back. Jon jerked to a stop when he saw my reaction. “Emory…” He broke off and ran both his hands through his hair. “I know you felt it the night we met. I saw your eyes widen in surprise when the electricity shot through our bodies.” “So.” Denying it existed wasn’t working. It was time to change tactics. “That doesn’t mean I want or will act on it.” I ran my hand over the infinity tattoo I had inked over my heart. It felt like River’s name was burning my skin like he knew the truth and was calling me a liar. Or, maybe it was anxiety that gripped my heart in its tight fist. Whatever the reason, I felt lightheaded and dizzy. Suddenly, my body felt cold and hot at the same time, and tiny little needles pricked my skin from head to toe. I licked my lips that had suddenly gone dry and numb. “Emory?” I heard Jonathon’s voice, but it sounded like he was calling to me at the end of a very long tunnel instead of five feet away. He walked toward me, but I kept backing away. I hoped he would stop, but I saw the determination in his eyes. “Emory, I just want to help you.” “Then leave,” I wheezed between gasps. “I’d never leave anyone alone in this condition,” Jonathon said angrily. “Now be quiet and let me help you.” He gripped my bicep firmly, but not painfully, and guided me to a kitchen chair. He gently set me in the chair then placed his hand on my stomach beneath the center of my ribs and the other on my chest. I burned beneath his touch. I wrapped my hands around his thick wrists and tried to push his hands off of me. “Stop it, Emory,” he said firmly. “You’re hyperventilating, and I can help you. I. Will. Not. Hurt. You.” Hot tears of humiliation flowed freely down my face. No one had ever seen me in the midst of a panic attack and I’d always been able to pull myself out of them on my own. That one was different, and I knew I needed help. “Ignore my hands on your body, but look into my eyes and listen to me.” His demanding, deep voice was nearly hypnotic. “Inhale deeply through your nose, Emory. Hold it for a count of three and release it slowly. When you do, you’ll feel my hands moving up and down with your lungs, and your brain will recognize you’re breathing even before the fresh oxygen pushes the carbon dioxide out of your body. Do it with me, Emory.” I breathed in slowly, held it for three seconds, and released it. I focused on the way his hands moved up and down with my breathing and pretended that I expelled all the bad energy with every exhale. I repeated the process ten or twelve times before I was completely calm again. Jonathon pulled his hands off of me and balled them into fists. He didn’t look angry or like he wanted to hit me. It looked like he needed to do something with his hands but wasn’t sure what. He lowered himself into a chair beside me. “What caused your panic attack?” “You,” I replied sullenly. “Emory, I haven’t done anything to you so why would the sight of me cause you to panic?” Jonathon sounded truly baffled and a little insulted. I knew it would take drastic measures to push him away, so I let him have it with both barrels. “I had a psychic vision about you—well. Us.”
I am a wife and mother to three kids, three dogs, and a cat. When I’m not dreaming up stories, I like to lose myself in a good book, cook or bake. I'm a girly tomboy who paints her fingernails while watching sports and yelling at the referees. I will always choose the book over the movie. I believe in happily-ever-after. Love inspires everything that I do. Music keeps me sane. GIVEAWAY a Rafflecopter giveaway Someone to Call My Own by Aimee Nicole WalkerMy rating: 4 of 5 stars From tragedy to Bliss.... What starts out with tragedy ends with a happy ever after. I'm loving this series and Jon has stolen my heart. He's patient, loving and oh so sexy. After an terrible accident Emory suddenly has visions and sees his late husband in his dreams. When in a dream his husband gives him a address and tells him he's needed there that's where he sets off to. Trying to get on with his life and move one has been hard for him and this just may be what he needs to start over. When he has a dream of a beautiful man it scares him and he isn't sure he's ready for what's about to happen next. This is a beautiful story of love and heartache. These characters are wonderful and I loved their story. It was also nice reconnecting with other characters that we have grown to love. Great read! 
“...one of the most engaging and well-written romance books I have read...It's like nothing you've read before. It touches the issues no one talks about in our community. And it's a MUST-READ." --LJ Shen, Amazon Bestselling Author GRIP, Kennedy Ryan’s sexy, emotional Amazon Bestseller,is available now for only 99¢!Scroll all the way down for an excerpt and to enter the $25 Gift Card Giveaway! 
Resisting an irresistible force wears you down and turns you out. I know. I've been doing it for years. I may not have a musical gift of my own, but I've got a nose for talent and an eye for the extraordinary. And Marlon James - Grip to his fans - is nothing short of extraordinary. Years ago, we strung together a few magical nights, but I keep those memories in a locked drawer and I've thrown away the key. All that's left is friendship and work. He's on the verge of unimaginable fame, all his dreams poised to come true. I manage his career, but I can't seem to manage my heart. It's wild, reckless, disobedient. And it remembers all the things I want to forget. Read GRIP today for only 99¢ or FREE in Kindle Unlimited!Amazon US ➜ http://amzn.to/2gsx1mB Amazon UK ➜ http://amzn.to/2gz387W Amazon CA ➜ http://amzn.to/2vADPJn Amazon AU ➜ http://amzn.to/2gsH3Em Add to GoodReads ➜ http://bit.ly/2k1T1rL FLOW, the FREE prequel, MUST BE READ before GRIP! Amazon ➜ http://amzn.to/2lAhSSC Amazon UK➜ http://amzn.to/2xSpMMS WATTPAD ➜ http://w.tt/2kUo8Yk STILL, the sexy and emotional final installment of The Grip Series, releases September 24th! Preorder STILL Today! Amazon ➜ http://amzn.to/2jAkJNT Amazon UK ➜ http://amzn.to/2f4kxSa Amazon CA ➜ http://amzn.to/2wmWoRR Amazon AU ➜ http://amzn.to/2xcBEuD Add STILL to GoodReads: http://bit.ly/2vBiUWN 
Click here to enter the $25 Amazon Gift Card Giveaway Excerpt“Neither of us has been in a serious relationship in years.” “That doesn’t mean anything.” I stand and slide my feet into the Jimmy Choos. “You haven’t exactly been waiting around, have you?” “Damn right I haven’t been waiting around.” He doesn’t get up, but his firm hold on my wrist stops me from walking away. “I’m not Rhyson.” I look down at him, frowning my confusion. “What do you mean?” “Remember when Kai put Rhyson in the friend zone?” Of course I do. For a long time, my sister-in-law Kai denied the attraction between her and Rhyson. “Yeah, so?” “When Kai wasn’t checking for Rhys, I assumed he had to be sleeping with other girls.” Grip shrugs. “I mean, he and Kai were just friends. But, nope. He said he only wanted Kai and didn’t sleep with anyone else.” “Then you’re right.” I tug at my wrist, but he holds on tight. “You’re definitely not Rhyson.” “It was months, Bristol. She shut him out for months. Not years.” “I’m not shutting you out.” I release a tired breath. “I’m living my life, and you’re living yours.” “Right.” He nods and turns his mouth down at the corners. “So, if you won’t be with me, then I’ll fuck whoever the hell I want. If you have a problem with that, you know what to do about it.” For a moment, our eyes tangle in the dimness. His words sink into my flesh like briars. Every word out of his mouth only proves that I’m right to get out of here. That I’m right not to give in. If I ever gave him a chance and he fucked around on me . . . I’ve seen what that looks like. It looks like a woman as strong as my mother reduced to pathetic, teary drunkenness. “It’s none of my business.” I shift my eyes away from him and to the glittering city skyline just beyond the rooftop. “It’s none of your business until you say it is.” I force myself to look back. “Don’t hold your breath, Grip.” I say my next words with deliberation. “I mean, it’s not like I’m sitting around saving it, either.” He pulls me forward, and I press my hand to the hardness of his chest so I don’t fall into him. My knee supports me, pressed against his on the couch. “Are you poking me?” One strong hand wraps around the back of my thigh, anger marking his expression. “Do you want to know if it bothers me when you fuck other guys?” I just stare at him unblinkingly. He presses my leg, urging me forward until I’m fully on the couch, fully on him, one knee on either side of his legs, facing him. Straddling him. “It makes me want to set the world on fire.” His words come softly, but the truth roars in his eyes. “To think of you with them.”Find the GRIP Series On Audio!FLOW ➜ http://bit.ly/FLOWAudiobook GRIP ➜ http://bit.ly/GRIPAudiobook Join the GRIP Discussion Group:https://www.facebook.com/groups/1891983067712410/ 
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About the Author:Kennedy Ryan is a Southern girl gone Southern California. A Top 100 Amazon Bestseller, Kennedy writes romance about remarkable women who find a way to thrive even in tough times, the love they find, and the men who cherish them. She is a wife to her lifetime lover and mother to an extraordinary son. She has always leveraged her journalism background to write for charity and non-profit organizations, but enjoys writing to raise Autism awareness most. A contributor for Modern Mom Magazine, Kennedy’s writings have appeared in Chicken Soup for the Soul, USA Today and many others. The founder and executive director of a foundation serving Georgia families living with Autism, Kennedy has appeared on Headline News, Montel Williams, NPR and other outlets as a voice for families living with autism.Connect with Kennedy:Order Signed GRIP Series Paperbacks: http://kennedyryanwrites.com/signed-paperbacks/ Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/KennedyRyanAuthor/ Reader Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/681604768593989/ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/kennedyryan1/ BookBub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/kennedy-ryan Amazon: http://amzn.to/2x0qCtC Twitter: https://twitter.com/kennedyrwrites YouTube: http://bit.ly/2gsAGkp Website: http://kennedyryanwrites.com Fraternize, an all-new sexy standalone from #1 New York Times Bestseller Rachel Van Dyken is available NOW!!
Fraternize by Rachel Van Dyken Release Date: September 12thGenre: Contemporary RomanceNew York Times bestselling author Rachel Van Dyken kicks off a brand-new series in which romance is a game and love is a touchdown. Emerson just made her dream come true as a professional cheerleader for her favorite pro football team. But even though the plus-size athlete is breaking down boundaries, she still has to contend with the massive rulebook. Carbs? Nope. Chocolate? Definitely not. Still, Emerson loves her curves, and she’ll rock the hell out of this job even if it kills her. Except for one mandate that is easier read than done… No fraternizing with the players. Problem one is Miller Quinton: Emerson’s first love, first sex, and the guy who still ignites her daydreams and R-rated fantasies. Thrown back together, Miller and Emerson feel the undeniable pull of passion again, even if the conflict that tore them apart seems insurmountable. Then there’s way-too-sexy Grant Sanchez. He has a serious reputation with the ladies, and when it comes to winning someone he wants, he doesn’t let anyone stand in his way. Now Emerson is breaking every rule in the manual. But what she doesn’t know is that she’s part of a wicked little game—one that could steal both her dream and her heart. Excerpt:“The best.” His lips grazed my ear. “Curves, know this,” His breath was hot on my neck, “If you need to cry, I’ll hold you until you’re done. Sometimes the only way to get over things, is to walk through them, but that doesn’t mean you have to do it on your own.” My breath hitched in my chest. “Does that mean you’re going to walk with me?” “That’s all I’ve wanted since meeting you.” He pulled back and gripped my hand. “You know, other than sex.” I laughed, “You’re ridiculous, you know that right?” “But, I did just make you laugh, when minutes ago you were crying. I hate those tears, Curves. Never want to be the cause of them, ever.” “Don’t make promises you can’t keep.” “I’m not.” He said it so sternly that I sucked in a breath. “I think I need to use that hand now…maybe on your chest, possibly that shirt.”
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Meet the Author:Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When she's not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor. She keeps her home in Idaho with her Husband, adorable son, and two snoring boxers! She loves to hear from readers!
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Michelle's review
 Fraternize by Rachel Van DykenMy rating: 5 of 5 stars Touchdown!! Rachel reading scored with this one! Fraternize is one of those books that keeps you on your toes throughout the whole book. Reading it I totally thought I knew where the author was going only to be extremely surprised. The characters are loveable, funny and sexy. I especially like that the heroine is not a size two. We don't get enough curvy female characters and it really is nice to see. We all have insecurities and I loved that it was part of the story. Emerson and Miller have been friends forever, eventually turning into something more. When tragic strikes and he has to leave misunderstandings end up keeping them separated. Years later they are put back together only then someone new is standing in the way. This is a really good read and the author did a fantastic job in writing her story. I highly recommend it and can't wait for more of this series. "The Temptation Series by Ella Frank was proof that if we open our minds and our hearts to love without boundaries, the result is nothing less than extraordinary." -- Audrey Carlan, #1 New York Times Bestselling Author Tate, the sexy new installment in The Temptation Series by Ella Frank is available NOW!!!
Tate (Temptation #5) by Ella FrankPublishing Date: September 12th, 2017Genre: Contemporary MM RomanceWilliam Tate Morrison – The man who came into my life and turned my entire world—and me—on its ass. Logan Mitchell has always been a man with a plan. One for work. One for his relationship. And one for his life. Which is exactly the way he liked it—until recently. Now with words like marriage and weddings floating around his head, Logan’s plans have suddenly changed course, and where they want him to go has him feeling somewhat distracted. Tate Morrison knows Logan better than anybody else—or so he thinks. So when his lawyer is finding it hard to sleep at night, he chalks it up to the craziness that has recently descended on their lives. Never in a million years would he guess what’s really on Logan’s mind. Tate is the fifth book in the Temptation Series, and the next chapter in the lives of the two men we have all come to know and love. Excerpt:When Logan came to a stop in the doorway, he spotted Tate seated cross-legged on the floor in amongst piles of books, DVDs, and paperwork in various files and binders. There was stuff everywhere, and when Tate looked over his shoulder at Logan, he couldn’t stop himself from smiling at the picture he made. Tate was wearing grey sweats and a faded green t-shirt with some band he’d seen years ago printed on it. But that wasn’t what had Logan crossing to him, wanting a kiss. No, that’d be all those damn curls. They were sticking out all over the place and framing his face as Tate aimed that charming grin of his up at Logan. Logan bent down and pressed a kiss to those curved lips, and Tate hummed and gladly returned it. “Looks like you’ve made some progress,” Logan said. Tate looked around and nodded. “Yeah, a bit. God, that smells amazing.” “Here.” Logan handed him the box. “No point in moving. I’ll grab some paper towels and drinks. What do you want?” Tate put the pizza box down in front of him. “A water.” Logan shook his head and then headed out to the kitchen, calling over his shoulder, “I’ll never understand how you drink water with your pizza. That’s just wrong.” “I’ve always had water with it. Habit, I guess. Oh, hey? Are you still okay with going to Jill’s this weekend?” Logan grabbed the paper towels, a Coke and water from the fridge, and then walked back into the study, tossing the bottled water. “Yeah, of course. I assume you decided it would be a good idea?” “I don’t know that I’d go that far. But I want to see my nephews, and I’d really like you to meet them and my friends.” Logan tried to keep his face neutral as Tate’s words went straight to his heart. But damn, not only was he proud of Tate, he felt incredibly loved by him in that moment. “Then we should go.” Tate flipped open the pizza box and scooted over to make room for him, and as Logan took up the vacated spot, he let his eyes wander around the disaster zone and cleared his throat. “This room is a mess.” Tate tore off a paper towel and then picked up a slice of the deep-dish pepperoni they’d decided on. “I’m thinking it’ll probably take us the longest. Who knew we had so much junk in here?” Logan reached for a DVD set sitting on the top of the pile and screwed his nose up. “He-Man and the Masters of the Universe? Really? I think we need a trash pile. Have you started one of those?” “Hey,” Tate said around a bite of his pizza. “Don’t even think about it. I grew up watching that.” “The important part of that sentence is you grew up.” Logan flipped the DVD over in his hand, read the back of the box, and then raised a questioning eyebrow. “This might actually explain a few things about you.” “Really?” Tate rolled his eyes. “Then it must also explain a few things about the majority of young boys in the eighties. That was a popular show. You aren’t throwing it out; it’s nostalgic. Plus, you never know, if you sat down and watched an episode with me, you just might like it.” “Highly doubtful.” Logan put the box down and reached for a slice of pizza. “Okay. Okay. I know you were more into books than TV,” Tate said, as his eyes went to the mountains of literature stacked in piles against the far wall. “What was something you read as a boy? Is it in one of those piles?” Logan swallowed his mouthful of food and looked over at the books while Tate kept on talking. “I mean, there are some pretty old-looking ones mixed in there with the autobiographies, textbooks, and National Geographics.” Logan looked back to Tate and narrowed his eyes. “Pretty old ones? What am I, sixty?” Tate unscrewed his water and took a long gulp, draining half of it, then put the lid back on and set it down. “Nope. About to turn thirty-eight, last time I checked.” “How about you stop checking?”
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