Thursday, June 1, 2017

Only Him by Jeanne St. James

Only Him
By Jeanne St. James
Blurb:
This is not just a love story, it’s an obsession…
Sydney:
Never in my life did I think my high school obsession would move right next door. I’ve never wanted anyone but him. Reid Turner is my ultimate fantasy. And I still want him. Badly. When he watches me through my bedroom window taking matters into my own hands, things suddenly take a turn…
And now that I have him, I’m not letting him go.
Reid:
I never knew she existed and now I can’t get enough of her. She consumes me. When this night ends, there may not be anything left of me, she may own me completely. She my master and I her slave. In one way or another I will atone for never noticing her all throughout high school. I will gladly grovel at her feet to make up for what a fool I was.
Besides, who can turn down that luscious body of hers? Curves in all the right places, a mouth that could make a grown man cry, super responsive during sex, and none of my twisted desires so far have made her bat an eye. And did I mention? She lives right next door. She may be the perfect woman for me.
Note: All books in the Obsessed series are standalone novellas. It is intended for audiences over 18 years of age since it includes explicit sexual situations, including BDSM.
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Excerpt #1
Do I find it a little weird that the woman stalked me throughout high school? Yes. Do I find it strange that she thinks I’m the only man for her? Absolutely. Although, I’m flattered. Besides the so-called “high school crush,” she seems perfectly sane.
Besides, who can turn down that luscious body of hers. Curves in all the right places, a mouth that could make a grown man cry. Super responsive during sex, and none of my kinky desires so far have made her bat an eye. And did I mention? She lives right next door.
Right. Fucking. Next. Door.
She may be the perfect woman for me.
I’m making a lot of assumptions, though. Like she doesn’t have kids, she has gainful employment, she’s not on any psychotropic medication, and she won’t stab me in my sleep. Simple things like that.
Maybe the next time she hits the head, I’ll check her nightstand drawers for weapons.
I snort and she looks at me with curiosity.
“What?”
“Nothing,” I answer. “Just thinking about that karma thing. It’s laughable.”
“Coincidence, karma, whatever. I’ll take it.”
Me, too. This has been a helluva night so far, and it isn’t over yet. I glance over at her clock. I haven’t stayed up this late since I was out partying in my early 20s.  I can’t believe I haven’t passed out yet, but the woman lying next to me is keeping me energized it seems.
Excerpt #2
Holy fuck.
I peer around the curtain at the man carrying boxes from a rented box truck into the house next door.
My jaw shuts like a trap. What kind of fucking karma is this?
My fingers tremble as they grip the curtain. I must be dreaming. Never in my life did I think my high school crush would move… Right. Next. Door.
Right fucking next door!
My stomach churns and my pussy clenches.
I want to call someone. I want to run through the house screaming.
Reid Fucking Turner is moving next door!
Fucking pinch me.
I haven’t seen him in eons. Hell, not since graduation. And that was so, so long ago.
But I know it’s him. There's no doubt about it.
Every fiber of my being knows because I spent too many of my teenage years stalking—err, watching—him. I would recognize him anywhere.
His gait. His hair (though, it’s cut much shorter now). His shoulders (much broader than high school—the boy has matured into a man). Those thick thighs (they’ve always been muscular, due to him being a jock).
It has to be him.
My heart stops as he glances toward my window. I drop the curtain like it’s on fire and pin my back against the wall. My heartbeat goes from zero to sixty in one second flat.
Holy crap, did he see me peeking?
Excerpt #3
I don’t even bother to turn on the light when I enter the master bedroom. I’m content to be in the dark. And without curtains yet, the moon reflects brightly into the room. It’s peaceful, I try to convince myself. Yeah, sure.
I swallow another swig of beer, thinking I should be exhausted, but I’m not. Maybe the beer will help me sleep tonight—the first night in a new house. And if not, I can always rub one out.
Hell, I’m good at it now since my fist has been more loyal than my former wife. Fuck. Move on, Reid. Don’t let it eat at you.
I sigh and move to the window, glancing up at the night sky and the almost full moon. I was lucky to find this house at such a great price. And with a fenced backyard I can finally get a dog. One of many things Pam would never let me have…
My bedroom window faces the side yard and my eyes rake over the neighboring house. I wish the houses weren’t so close in this neighborhood. I like my privacy. But, once again, I bought it at a good price and it's in a nice community. So, I can’t bitch too much.
A light turns on in the house next door. Which reminds me I should introduce myself to the neighbors this weekend. But for now…
Holy shit.
Holy, holy fucking shit.
I put my bottle down on the window sill and brace my hands on the frame, leaning in until my forehead almost touches the glass.
I love this house. It’s the best house ever. The greatest house in the whole wide world.
Oh, please. Do not close your curtains. Do. Not.
Jeez, I could probably get fired for this. But at the moment, my cock and I don’t care.
Cuff me, stuff me, take me away. But please wait until she’s done. Do a man a solid.
I adjust myself in my jeans and focus my attention on the open window not twenty feet from mine.
Unlike my bedroom, hers is lit up. Her eyes look closed as she lies naked on her back, her legs wide, her knees bent. And, even better, her bed directly faces the window.
My luck is changing. Yes, indeed.
The woman’s breasts are luscious, full but beautiful, the dusky nipples a perfect size. The perfect size for my mouth.
As she cups one breast, her other hand goes rogue. I have to swallow, which for some reason, isn’t an easy task. I also must remind myself to breathe as her wandering fingers slide along her beautiful belly to dive between her legs.
Holy shit. I’m imagining this. Right? I dig the heels of my palms into both eyes and look again.
No, it’s definitely real. This scenario reminds me of the porn we secretly watched as teenagers. This kind of stuff doesn’t happen in real life. When do you look out your freaking window and see a hot woman playing with herself? You don’t.
Author Bio:
JEANNE ST. JAMES is an erotic romance author who loves an Alpha male (or two). She was only thirteen when she started writing since it gave her an escape from teenage angst! Her first paid published piece was an erotic story in Playgirl magazine. Her first erotic romance novel, Banged Up, was published in 2009. She is happily owned by farting French bulldogs. She writes M/F, M/M, and M/M/F ménages.
She has a few new releases coming up in 2017. So keep an eye on her website at www.jeannestjames.com or sign up for her newsletter: http://www.jeannestjames.com/newslettersignup
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HEARTHSTONE ALPHA & Giveaway


Hearthstone Alpha
by A.C. Melody

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GENRE: Paranormal Erotic Romance

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BLURB:


All Reyna Daniels wants is to secure her return home to Minneapolis. The last thing she needs is to find her world completely inundated by the magnetizing, hostile Corbyn Bruschard and his group of male-model friends.

Corbyn's not ashamed at being everywhere, since it's his territory, and he's certainly not going to apologize for trying to keep Reyna safe. Especially when she's his mate.

With all signs pointing to an old enemy's return, Reyna's going to have to suck it up and face her ancient Norse heritage fast. That doesn't mean she has to accept being mated to an Alpha who threatens all of her hard-earned independence.

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Excerpt:


His silvery eyes roamed her freely now, rather than trying to penetrate into her bones.

“Won’t that leave Serena and Justin alone?”

“No,” he answered, leveling her with a stubborn stare. “You’re not going to win this argument, Reyna. There is no way in hell we’re leaving anything to chance, not with those who matter most to us. Now, get over here.”

Reyna scoffed. As if!

“Please,” he added gently.

It took Reyna about ten seconds to reluctantly scoot across the bench seat, still leaving a good arms length between them, because it appeared he wasn’t going anywhere until she did. If he thought she was done with her side of their little compromising barter, though, he was in for a big surprise! She inhaled sharply, when Corbyn hooked his arm around her waist, lifted her, and set her down across his lap. Her feet faced the passenger door, her back cradled in the crook of his left arm still clutching the steering wheel.

Desire unraveled in her veins, starting in her toes and working all of the way up to the roots of her hair. Every inch of her was once again hyper-aware of every inch of him, and she fought hard to keep her composure intact.

“Do you really think distance keeps you safe, falleg?” he asked softly, brushing her ponytail out from between the back of her head and his shoulder.

Fawk...what? “Did you just call me fugly?” she snapped.

“Not even close,” he replied. “Answer the question, Reyna. I’m onto your evasion tactics.”

Well, aren’t we clever?



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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

A.C. Melody lives in Washington State, is the proud mom of two amazing sons – okay, so they're typical boys and always keep her on her toes! Stemming from a family of artists and musicians, she thrives in all things creative and would call a day without her MP3 player and coffee a day of reckoning. When she's not writing, reading, drawing or cheering on the sidelines at football games, A.C. Also enjoys gardening, which has honed her ability to dodge raindrops into an enviable skill.

A.C. Melody loves interacting with her fans and fellow authors. She can be reached at a_c_melody@outlook.com or on any of the following media sites:

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Ultimate Game Changer by Kira Adams

Ultimate Game Changer
By Kira Adams
Blurb:
He's my brother's best friend.
When my parents died, a part of me died along with them. Nothing mattered anymore; everything lost its meaning. I lived my life in moments, good and bad, but somewhere along the way, I stopped living.
We only had each other, and Cade, he did a hell of a job looking after me. They doubted we could make it; they doubted our resolve.
Braxton has lived next door to us ever since we moved in with my aunt after the horrific accident. Cade took to him so quickly; they've been inseparable ever since. Their favorite pastime? Torturing me. But something has shifted between us recently, and I'm seeing him in a whole new light now. I know my brother will never accept it, but he's drawing me in like a moth to a flame.
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Excerpt #1:
God, that woman drives me absolutely nuts. Is she fucking crazy? We are in a city she has never been to before at nine at night and she is going exploring alone. Has she never seen any Unsolved Mysteries before?
She’s got my blood boiling, but I know Cade is taking it a lot harder. I pat him on the back as we ready to be the first band to play. “Hey, you okay, man?”
He glares back at me, understandably upset. “We’ve never been apart, Brax, not since that day. What if…what if something happens to her?”
“Nothing is going to happen to her,” I reply, attempting to calm his nerves. “She’s smarter than we give her credit for, and let’s face it, you guys aren’t twelve years old anymore. She can take care of herself. Plus, if anything bad happens, you’ve got that twinning thing going for you, right? Like instant intuition.” I don’t know if my words make any difference to him, but he huffs and then goes back to tuning his guitar.
Excerpt #2:
He pushes off the doorframe, closing some distance between us. He is now close enough that I can feel his breath on my face when he speaks. There are droplets of water left on his chiseled chest, and he looks like he just stepped out of a magazine ad.
The hairs all over my body are standing up, and I’m worried that I am visibly shaking. God, he is going to give me hell for this.
He leans over so that his lips are dangerously close to my ear. “What’s the matter, Em? Are you feeling okay?”
His breath tickles my ear and sends shivers down my spine.
“What are you doing?” I ask, my voice shaky.
“Nothing,” he replies, pulling away enough so I can see his face and then batting his eyelashes innocently. “I just love watching you squirm.”
I push him away, annoyed. Within seconds Braxton has my back up against a wall and he is pressing into me as he trails his mouth and breath dangerously close to my ear. It takes a few moments for me to register what else I feel because I can barely catch my breath. Braxton is Cade’s best friend. I know he gets off messing with me…but he’s never taken it this far before and I feel completely out of control.
Excerpt #3:
There are a slew of emotions running through my entire body. Elation. Excitement. Fear. Anxiety. You name it, I’m feeling it. I can’t wrap my head around how Braxton acted, and even worse, I think I wanted it.
He’s been the boy next door for over ten years and this is one of the first times I have ever felt this way about him. I want to put a finger on my thoughts and feelings, but I feel like a jumbled mess. Why now? Why after not making a move for ten years, would he go there now?
He’s been off-limits for as long as I’ve known him, and now the idea of seeing him any other way makes me feel a little sick. It puts a lot of pressure on me. I know he played it off like he was just messing with me, but I felt it; the undeniable chemistry; I know he had to as well.
A million thoughts are running through my head; it’s making me dizzy.
What if Braxton and I were to date? The idea of it sends shivers down my arms and spine. God, there are so many ways that could end up in disaster…Cade being almost every way. But there is something about the fear and unknown that pulls me in. I find myself wanting to know more about Braxton’s feelings.
Author Bio:
Krista Pakseresht has always been a dreamer, from the first time she opened her eyes. Creating worlds through words is one thing she is truly talented at. She specializes in Young adult/New adult romance, horror, action, fantasy, and non-fiction under the pen name Kira Adams.
She is the author of the Infinite Love series, the Foundation series, the Darkness Falls series, and A Date with the Devil.
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The Sweetheart Kiss & Giveaway


THE SWEETHEART KISS
by Cheryl Ann Smith

Genre: Romantic Suspense
Pub Date: May 9, 2017


Jess Lucas works hard at the all-female PI firm Brash & Brazen, and after a brush with death, she’s determined to play hard too—preferably with a certain detective on the Ann Arbor police force…

Jess was stuck at a frenemy’s wedding, playing bridesmaid in a mustard-yellow monstrosity, when chaos erupted. First the bride’s ex tried to stop the wedding. Then someone really put a damper on the big day by sending a bullet through a stained glass window and into one of the groomsmen. At least her ugly dress came in handy to stop the bleeding . . .

While the poor guy is rushed to the ER, Jess gets grilled by a gorgeous cop who’s not thrilled to learn she’s part PI and part pit bull. But he has to admit she’s highly observant . . . and he observes that she’s pretty hot, too.

The thing is, Jess was walking up the same aisle as the victim, and Sam suspects she was the real target. It’s more than professional duty that makes him want to protect her—if he doesn’t arrest her first for interfering in his investigation . . .



Cheryl Ann Smith became hooked on romance at age fourteen when she stayed up all night to read The Flame and The Flower by Kathleen Woodiwiss. Her own writing journey happened much later, when one afternoon she ran out of books and decided to write her own. Previously, she has published five sexy Regency novels and one novella with Berkley in her School for Brides series.



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Seducing Sarah Book 6 by Ami LeCoeur

Seducing Sarah - Book 6: The Cider King: Jonathan

By Ami LeCoeur
Blurb:
After a dismal six months of trying to develop a relationship by finding someone worth being involved with, Sarah decides her earlier goal, while still worthwhile, is probably not one she wants to continue to pursue. After all, life has a lot more to offer than sex and heartbreak.
Her business is still going great. In fact, with Tammy's and Rhonda's help, she's expanding into new venues that have all the earmarks of a lucrative new direction. In pursuit of her own business acumen and excellence, she heads off to a symposium to learn new ways to focus her marketing.
While meeting up with a new friend at the bar, she gets a surprise when she runs into an "old" friend from home. But this trip is strictly business and she intends to keep it that way. Unfortunately, her new friend finds her old friend way too interesting, and Sarah decides she needs to step into the middle before things go too far.
Book 6 is the conclusion to the Seducing Sarah series.
Available Now on Amazon!
About the Series:
This is a six book serial that follows Sarah Pilsner, a successful, young, thirty-something CEO of her own advertising agency. She’s a self-made woman, happy with what she’s achieved, but realizing that being successful has come with a price.
Sarah gets a wake-up call when her secretary’s fiancé sends a beautiful bouquet of flowers and the entire office goes ga-ga. Sarah can’t help but realize that as a workaholic, she has no social life, and no matter how well she’s done with her business, the rewards feel hollow. There is no one in her life to celebrate her successes with, except her best friend Tammy. And Tammy has her own life with Chaz.
Determined to change her status by her birthday, a mere six months away, she decides to step outside her comfort zone and find someone to help share the celebration of her journey and her life. Join Sarah on her journey to discover a life beyond her current state of living with her nose to the grindstone.
Book 1: The Shutterbug: Jimmy  http://amzn.to/2oKALa3
Book 2: The Body: Tony  http://amzn.to/2qh700I
Book 3: The Educator: Scott http://amzn.to/2qrfFtZ
Book 4: The Player - Kris  http://amzn.to/2pJTjrg

Book 5: The Advocate: Al http://amzn.to/2s2L5IM

Author Bio:
Like most romance writers, Ami LeCoeur is a romantic at heart, but in her heart, it's the classic romanticism of the late 18th and early 19th centuries.
She is a painter, glass artist, and award-winning poet, as well as a writer.
When she isn't traveling, she lives on California's Redwood Coast with her husband and two kitties. She loves her wonderful ocean view, and when the fog comes in - as it always does - she's either curled up with a good book or busy writing.
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