Wedlocked from Ella Frank & Brooke Blaine is now LIVE!!! Wedlocked by Ella Frank & Brooke Blaine Cover Reveal: March 2nd, 2017 Photographer: Wander Aguiar Cover Designer: Jay Aheer Genre: Contemporary Romance Because you have believed in them,
Celebrated with them, Loved and encouraged them, Ella Frank and Brooke Blaine invite you to join Ace Samuel Locke And Dylan Prescott Saturday the Twenty-Fourth of May At Six-O’Clock in the Evening The Grand Floridian Hotel 4406 Palm Way Orlando, Florida For Love, Laughter and Happily Ever After Read Today! (Free in Kindle Unlimited) Amazon US: http://amzn.to/2n8U5K7 Amazon UK: https://goo.gl/24Xmoh Add to GoodReads: https://goo.gl/WLH3bh It's not too late to start the series! ACED Amazon US➜ http://amzn.to/2nDdyTl Amazon UK➜ https://goo.gl/FtPd17 LOCKED Amazon US➜ http://amzn.to/2n0GEh5 Amazon UK➜ https://goo.gl/wLbAO3 About Ella Frank: Ella Frank is the USA Today Bestselling author of the Temptation series, including Try, Take, and Trust. Her Exquisite series has been praised as “scorching hot!” and “enticingly sexy!” A life-long fan of the romance genre, Ella writes contemporary and erotic fiction and lives with her husband in Portland, OR. You can reach her on the web at www.ellafrank.com and on Facebook at www.facebook.com/ella.frank.author Some of her favorite authors include Tiffany Reisz, Kresley Cole, Riley Hart, J.R. Ward, Erika Wilde, Gena Showalter, and Carly Philips. Connect with Ella: Newsletter – www.bit.ly/1hEYtgn Bookbub - http://bit.ly/29d67dD Website – www.ellafrank.com Twitter – @EllaFrank2012 FB - www.facebook.com/ella.frank.31 FB Street Team - www.facebook.com/groups/TheBrellas/ Instagram - www.instagram.com/ellafrank1/ Email: [email protected] About Brooke Blaine: You could say Brooke Blaine was a book-a-holic from the time she knew how to read; she used to tell her mother that curling up with one at 4 a.m. before elementary school was her ‘quiet time.’ Not much has changed except for the espresso I.V. pump she now carries around and the size of her onesie pajamas. She is the author of Flash Point, a romantic suspense standalone, as well as the co-author of the erotic series, A Desperate Man, with Ella Frank. The latter has scarred her conservative southern family for life, bless their hearts. Licked, a romantic comedy, will be released November 11th, 2015 and is the first in the L.A. Liaisons series. If you’d like to get in touch with her, she’s easy to find - just keep an ear out for the Rick Astley ringtone that’s dominated her cell phone for ten years. Connect with Brooke: Newsletter-http://eepurl.com/brxPkP Website- http://www.brookeblaine.com/home Twitter- @BrookeBlaine1 FB- https://www.facebook.com/BrookeBlaine.Writer/ FB Street Team- www.facebook.com/groups/TheBrellas/
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Title: Cole
Series: Bachelors of the Ridge #3 Author: Karla Sorensen Release Date: March 22, 2017 ![]()
Cole Mallinson has never been able to move on.
It’s been two thousand, three hundred and sixty-two days since he’s seen his ex-wife, Julia. He’s never stopped loving her, never stopped wishing she’d come back. Everyone thinks he’s lost his mind for never moving on, but they couldn’t understand. It was never a choice. Seven years ago, Julia Mallinson left Denver, and even though it’s the last place she wants to be, she’s back. The years of infertility that she and Cole endured during their marriage wore her down past the point of breaking. And when she left, she didn’t look back, couldn’t look back, for the sake of her sanity, her heart. Between an accidental run-in at the grocery store and a meddling pregnant sister, Julia is forced to face the man she walked away from. The man who still, after all these years, has never moved on. Though neither has she. And in the end, she’s left wondering if the past is ever left in the past. ![]() ![]()
My small basket was packed full and I paused before going down the next row, trying to decide if I needed a cart. I could add more wine that way.
In the second I paused to think about it, my eyes lifted up to the end of the aisle, blinking at the tall, broad-shouldered man that stood at the opposite side. And my heart exploded in my chest, a messy, visceral explosion, when I saw his profile. Cole. I yanked back behind the end cap and peeked over a row of pasta sauce jars to make sure I hadn't lost my damn mind. That I wasn't imagining him standing there because of how my day had played out. Nope. No. Oh holy shit, no, he was not a specter sent to haunt me. His dark hair was shorter than the last time I'd seen him, his frame larger. My stomach turned in on itself at the insane moment. The tears I'd pushed down in Brooke's bathroom spilled over my cheeks while I stared at him. His arm reached out to pluck a box of pasta from the shelf, and the way his forehead furrowed while he read the label made me back up a step so I couldn't see him for a beat. Like I was capable of not looking again. Ha. The universe hated me. A hysterical giggle lodged in my throat when I considered that the entire freaking cosmos was playing a joke on me, that I might have been living so close to Cole that we shared a grocery store for the last month. And no matter how much I wanted that wine, my feet had already angled toward the exit. When he started to turn in my direction, I didn't think, didn't question. I shoved my basket onto an empty bottom shelf and turned to leave, plowing into the chest of a store employee carrying an armful of canned vegetables, which hit the ground with awkward, loud bounces. Go! I screamed in my head. But my head lifted instead. His eyes locked on mine, widening in the next heartbeat. "Julia," he called out, the hoarse crack in his deep voice opening a chasm in between my ribs. And I was gone, fleeing the store without a backwards glance. ![]() ![]()
Well, let’s see ... I’m a wife and a mother. If the things that I write bring a smile to someone's face, then I've done my job. I am obsessed with Outlander (both the books and the show). I’m almost exclusively a romance reader, which means some people will never consider me a literary snob. If I could meet one historical figure, it would be Jane Austen. I received my Bachelors in Public Relations and worked in health care marketing before I had my babies. I hate Twitter. I do it, but I hate it. Also, if you want to get on my good side, bring me wine and I'll love you forever.
Title: White Pawn
Author: Stevie J Cole
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: March 22, 2017
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This could have been a love story. It could have been, but he screwed that all up. You see, he thinks itâs a game. He thinks Iâm his pawn, but he couldnât be more wrong. Every move he makes, Iâll block him. Every time he thinks heâs about to seize me, Iâll run. Some men underestimate the power of the queen because theyâre too busy playing king. They forget sheâs the most powerful piece on the board. And love is not a game Iâm apt at losing. What will it take for him to realize Iâll never be his pawn, but Iâll happily play his queen? Love is not a game, but the chase certainly is.
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Stevie J. Cole lives deep in the woods of Alabama with her husband and two precious daughters. She studied Epidemiology concentrating on cancer research but has always had a passion for writing. Some of her stories will strip you bare, some will give you nightmares, but the one thing she can promise is that she will always give you stories that make you feel.
Raw. Gritty. Love. Because sometimes characters need to be flawed. P.S. Stevie's greatest fear is the impending zombie apocalypse. Think about it: swarming armies of decaying, oozing corpses stumbling around with clicking teeth, trying to eat your face. Nothing about that is good. NOTHING!
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They say first impressions mean everything. Either Maximus “Max” Gunn didn’t get the memo or he didn’t care. The gorgeous, muscle-bound Dominant’s assumption that I, Mistress Sammie, was a submissive set my blood boiling. I wanted to drive the toe of my coveted Louis Vuitton stilettos between his legs—and bring him to his knees. But anger wasn’t the only burning emotion Max ignited inside me. The potent sexual attraction we share threatened to burn me alive, too. Unwilling to cede our Dominance, the battle for control raged like a third world war, both in and out of the dungeon. It would take a coup d'état for love to conquer our drive to command. But when Max learns the secrets of my past, and attempts to heal my scars, I don’t know if I’ll be able to still the battle…or fall willingly to my knees.
AMAZON US I AMAZON UK I iBOOKS Amazon US I Amazon UK I B&N I iBooks I Kobo I ARe Amazon US I Amazon UK I B&N I iBooks I Kobo I ARe Amazon US I Amazon UK I B&N I iBooks I Kobo I ARe Amazon US I Amazon UK I B&N I iBooks I Kobo I ARe Amazon US I Amazon UK I B&N I iBooks I Kobo I ARe Amazon US I Amazon UK I B&N I iBooks IKobo I ARe Amazon US I Amazon UK I B&N I iBooks AMAZON US I AMAZON UK I iBOOKS USA Today Bestselling Author Jenna Jacob's erotic romance comes from the heart of submission. With over twenty years’ experience in the dynamics of the BDSM lifestyle, Jenna strives to portray Dominance and submission with a passionate and comprehensive voice. Her stories will make you laugh, cry, and may leave you with a better understanding of the fulfillment found in the BDSM power exchange. A married mom of four grown children, Jenna and her husband lives in Kansas. Her passions include her family, reading, camping, cooking, music, and riding Harleys. She loves to make people laugh with her outgoing and warped sense of humor. If you're looking for hot romance with a kinky twist, pick up one of Jenna's books. His to Seduce by Stacey Lynn Series: Fireside #4 Publication Date: March 21st, 2017 Genre: Contemporary Romance Publisher: Loveswept Synopsis: An honorable man who’s lost his way . . . A career woman who hides behind her button-up suits . . . Unexpected romance is the specialty at the Fireside Grill as Stacey Lynn’s captivating series comes full circle. Becoming an ER doctor had been David McGregor’s mission ever since he could remember. But after tragedy strikes at his hospital in Chicago, David runs away from the guilt—all the way back to Latham Hills, Michigan, where he takes a job tending bar at his childhood friend’s restaurant. That’s how he meets Camden Reed, and the way Camden refuses to give him the time of day should be a turnoff. Instead, he’s drawn to her tough, tightly wound exterior, and soon David realizes that he has a new mission: to see her tightly wound beneath him. Camden’s fighting tooth and nail to resist the desire she feels for David. Growing up dirt-poor, raised by a single mother, she worked twice as hard to get where she is today, and she doesn’t have any patience for the kind of guy who’d give up a decent paycheck to sling drinks. But when the sexual tension finally combusts between the sheets, Camden discovers that people aren’t always what they seem. As David pushes her past her limits, Camden begins to loosen up—and to trust that, when she falls, there will be someone waiting to catch her. Add to Goodreads: http://bit.ly/2lZRrVS Read Today! Amazon US: http://amzn.to/2mjJCNh Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/2mUK85Z iBooks: http://apple.co/2m006r2 Nook: http://bit.ly/2mCZXxp Kobo: http://bit.ly/2lZZemi Google Play: http://bit.ly/2lBxKHK Books A Million: http://bit.ly/2mjnnqJ Check out the other books in the series: His to Cherish, Book 3: Amazon US: http://amzn.to/2ebU5mL Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/2f88Ivz iBooks: http://apple.co/2ffw4Me Nook: http://bit.ly/2fbYRD6 Kobo: http://bit.ly/2elq8nm Google Play: http://bit.ly/2eSLERd Books A Million: http://bit.ly/2ey05Hl His to Protect, Book 2: Amazon US: http://amzn.to/2fb8n9i Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/2e0wSbD iBooks: http://apple.co/2fCHIFk Nook: http://bit.ly/2elvwal Kobo: http://bit.ly/2f8gW7e Google Play: http://bit.ly/2f8epd2 Books A Million: http://bit.ly/2fcbk9L His to Love, Book 1: Amazon US: http://amzn.to/2e0wSse Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/2eSK4Pi iBooks: http://apple.co/2fb8amm Nook: http://bit.ly/2ftfXzW Kobo: http://bit.ly/2e0tEVI Google Play: http://bit.ly/2fbbRIH Books A Million: http://bit.ly/2fc3f5g About the Author
Stacey Lynn currently lives in Minnesota with her husband and four children. When she’s not conquering mountains of laundry and fighting a war against dust bunnies and cracker crumbs, you can find her playing with her children, curled up on the couch with a good book, or on the boat with her family enjoying Minnesota’s beautiful, yet too short, summer. She lives off her daily pot of coffee, can only write with a bowlful of Skittles nearby, and has been in love with romance novels since before she could drive herself to the library. If you would like to know more about Stacey Lynn, follow her here: Facebook: www.facebook.com/staceylynnbooks Twitter: @staceylynnbooks Website: http://www.staceylynnbooks.com Newsletter: http://bit.ly/2g3Wiqp Dishonorable by Natasha Knight is NOW LIVE! "What did I just read, OH my GOD I devoured this book in one sitting. I could not put it down because I refused to let go of the characters and the story. Passion, intrigue, danger, love .. this book had it ALL. If you are a lover of dark, mafia romance then this has to be a one click must for you. " - Books and Boys Blog Amazon US: http://amzn.to/2naHeGX Amazon Universal: myBook.to/dishonorable iBooks: http://apple.co/2niaw5A B&N: http://bit.ly/2n5wcmj Kobo: http://bit.ly/2mF44ZO Blurb:
Sofia
I knew little of Raphael Amado’s history with my family, but when he turned up on our doorstep demanding restitution, my grandfather quickly conceded. That restitution? Me.
Six months later, on my eighteenth birthday, Raphael came for me. He stole me from my home, taking me to his Tuscan estate, where from the crumbling chapel to the burnt-down vineyard, to the cellar that haunted him, the past stalked him like a shadow. It waited for him, hid behind corners for him and trapped him at every turn.
As much as Raphael’s cruelty terrified me, his darkness seduced me. But in the end, it was his tenderness that devastated me.
Raphael
Sofia came to me like an offering. Like a virgin to be sacrificed at the altar. But truth was, her grandfather betrayed her. I guess we had that in common. He’d screwed me too.
I knew hate. I'd vowed vengeance. This was never supposed to be about anything else. But in the end, her innocence broke me. The very thing I would destroy, destroyed me.
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After the evening in Civitella in Val di Chiana, I doubted Sofia would appreciate that we’d be married in the Basilica of Santa Croce in Florence, alongside the resting places of Michelangelo, Galileo and Machiavelli, before the eyes of God and a handful of witnesses and fucking throngs of tourists. Tourists were unavoidable this time of year. I could almost tolerate them. It had taken an exorbitant contribution to book the basilica, but it only concretized my thinking. Money was what everything came down to and that included the church. But I had to admit, this was a magnificent display of devotion and art, even if it was wasted. I stood at the altar, waiting for my bride. The rope did little to keep curious visitors at bay. Beside me stood Eric as witness and another man arranged by my attorney. I didn’t know who he was. In the front pew sat Sofia’s grandfather, the great Marcus Guardia, his expression unreadable. At his side sat Lina. Smaller than Sofia but not by much. As pretty as her. The old man had kept his end of the bargain after I’d signed the amended contract. Across the aisle sat Maria. I hadn’t invited anyone else to the wedding. About two dozen strangers, worshippers who most likely were not expecting a wedding, dotted the other pews, giving the appearance of being guests. The priest cleared his throat and made a show of checking his watch. It took another five minutes before the doors were opened, and someone stepped in to signal the music. The organist began to play the wedding march, and I took a moment to straighten my tie. I’d worn black on black. It was fitting. Two men secured the large doors of the worshippers’ entrance. From the waning sunlight outside, I could make out the two forms, the white of the dress casting a sort of halo around Sofia. Beside her stood my brother. My fucking brother. Tall and proud in his suit, Sofia’s arm tucked into his. I could almost see him patting it, telling her it would be all right. Reassuring her when he had no business to. I didn’t know when she’d asked him to walk her down the aisle. I understood she didn’t want her grandfather. That made perfect sense. But this? It pissed me off, actually. The organist started the march again, and they took their first steps. Once they stepped fully into the church, I could make out their faces. My brother, for all his support of a few nights ago, now condemned me with his gaze. I wondered how much he knew. How much she’d told him. Sofia gazed at the floor. Her veil shielded her from me until she was about a third of the way down the aisle. That was when she hesitated. Damon paused too, then whispered something to her. She seemed to take a full minute to compose herself, and before my very eyes, she straightened, standing taller, her spine straighter. She looked directly at me. I met her gaze, felt the unnatural chill inside her eyes, accepted the accusations she threw like grenades. But she had never looked more beautiful to me than in that moment. The dress fit as if it were made for her, hugging her delicate curves, the antique veil with yellowing edges not quite concealing her but adding an almost ethereal air to her, to her beauty. Her hair had been intricately braided, only a few soft strands falling around her face, over her shoulder, and her golden eyes shone as if covered over by a layer of ice crystals. She never shifted her gaze. Never faltered again as Damon walked her toward me. As he faced her, the look they exchanged made me fist my hands at my sides. It wasn’t attraction or affection, not more than that of friendship, but it seemed as though a bond had been formed between them, and I knew in the way he looked at me, the way he looked at her, that he knew what had happened between us. What would happen still. I hated him for it in that moment. I hated him for having something of her that I did not. That I never would. My brother lifted her veil and gave her a gentle smile, a kiss on the cheek. A whispered word. I’d fucking kill him for it. He then turned her to me. Tears didn’t shine in her eyes. Her lip didn’t tremble. When she looked up at me, all I saw was hate. A hate that came from betrayal. From a budding trust destroyed. And in spite of it, or perhaps because of it, she took my breath away. I turned her toward the altar and stood quietly by her side, listening to her breathe, listening to the priest but not hearing his words. Hearing her quiet “I do.” Speaking my own. Catching the slight tremble of her hand as she handed her bouquet of blackest lilies—appropriate if not dramatic—to my brother, who remained by her side. She then faced me again, and I took her hand. From my pocket I retrieved her wedding band. A ring of thorns made of iron, black and rounded to slide onto her finger, jagged to remind her of her place. She looked down at it once it was fully seated on her delicate finger, and I wondered what thoughts circled her mind. The priest cleared his throat, and I wanted to slap him. To tell him to give her time. To let us be. Sofia met my gaze. I handed her my ring. She took it, and I held out my left hand. As she slid the serrated ring onto my finger, she gasped, hesitating at the sudden sight of blood, faltering. Her mouth fell open, her eyes wide when she met mine. “Do it,” I said. She shifted her gaze back to my hand and dragged the spiked band upward, her eyes now fixated on the lines of red that appeared along my finger. The first dark droplet fell, soiling the snow-white of her dress, and when she pulled her stained fingers away, she looked up at me again, the ice in her eyes different, less cold. Confused now. Lost. Lost again. I gripped the back of her neck and forced her attention back to the priest who had gone a little pale at the blood. “Finish it,” I spat. He met my gaze, swallowed, fumbled with his Bible—fucking idiot—and then pronounced us husband and wife. I kissed my bride with a hunger that would devour her. A warning to her. A promise of what would come. About the Author: USA Today Bestselling author Natasha Knight writes dark romance as well as spanking romance in a variety of genres including contemporary, paranormal, post-apocalyptic, science-fiction and fantasy. She is a #1 Amazon Bestseller in multiple categories forever searching in every story for that single most important element of love. All of her stories contain at least one kinky Alpha male, lots of dirty talk and a well deserved happily ever after. Connect with Natasha: Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Natasha-Knight-Author-Page-386742471394951/?ref=hl Newsletter: http://eepurl.com/YDOMf Website: http://www.natasha-knight.com/ Amazon: http://amzn.to/28Y6Ka0 Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6478732.Natasha_KnightBetween the Secrets by S. Ferguson Release Date: March 16th, 2017 Genre: Contemporary Romance Between the Secrets, an all-new MM romance by S. Ferguson is now LIVE!! Sometimes the past won’t let you escape no matter how much your future wants you to.
Jake James lives in the shadows of his shame. The guilt for what he’s done, for what was done to him, has left him hollow and haunted. Greg Bissen just wants Jake to let him in, having accepted who he is a long time ago, he is desperate to break through Jake's defenses. When danger and an agonizing loss threatens to tear them apart, will Jake let the burdens of his past crush him? Or can love really conquer all, even if it’s hiding in between the secrets? Read Today! Amazon US: http://amzn.to/2lK53n3 Amazon UK: https://goo.gl/gRPHZU Add to GoodReads: https://goo.gl/ScHUCe About the Author: S. Ferguson is a military wife and mother of three. She loves to find beauty in the flawed and broken. Connect with the Author: Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/sfergusonwrites/ Amazon: http://amzn.to/2lxxDtr Twitter: @SarahFergWrites Email: [email protected] www.sfergusonwrites.com Stay up to date with S. Ferguson by signing up for her newsletter today: http://www.subscribepage.com/b8y2o3 Take a peek into the sensual world of BDSM...Brie’s Submission: The Boxed Set (Books 10-12) by Red Phoenix is now Live!![]() The Award-Winning Brie Series by USA Today Bestselling Author Red Phoenix The romance of Venice. The wickedness of the isle… Brie returns home from her whirlwind honeymoon carrying a precious secret. Married life with her Master is pure bliss—until misfortune strikes. In the midst of the turmoil, Brie collides head-on with a person bent on destroying her. Master Anderson and Tono Nosaka come to the rescue, but will their protection be enough to save her? *This boxed set includes Enchant Me, A Cowboy’s Heart and Breathe With Me from the Brie’s Submission series. ![]() Read Today!(Free in Kindle Unlimited) Amazon US: http://amzn.to/2n0KAia Amazon UK: https://goo.gl/wyxIkG Add to GoodReads: https://goo.gl/Ps1fRz Start the Series today:(Free in Kindle Unlimited) Amazon US: http://amzn.to/2kkcntI Amazon UK: https://goo.gl/KtHJv1 Add to GoodReads: https://goo.gl/TQag6i About Red Phoenix:Red Phoenix, USA Today Bestselling author, has received numerous awards for her original romances. When she’s not writing, you can find her online interacting with fans. Visit her website: RedPhoenix69.com![]() Connect with Red:Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/redphoenix69/ Newsletter: http://redphoenix69.com/newsletter-signup/ Website: http://redphoenix69.com Twitter: @redphoenix69 Amazon: http://amzn.to/2k1LW8I
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