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#CoverReveal Take Me Back by Meghan March #ComingSoon #FavoriteAuthor #Standalone @Meghan_March

by Meghan March

TAKE ME BACK by USA Today bestselling author Meghan March is a brand #New #Standalone novel coming March 20th!

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We fell in love on a beach, got married in paradise, and I carried her off into the sunset. It should have been perfect, but saying “I do” doesn’t guarantee a happily-ever-after.

Two years later, I barely recognize either of us behind the walls we’ve built.

It’s time to bring it full circle. Back to a tropical paradise. Back to find out if we can still make this work.

I’m not willing to give her up, but to save us, I have to risk everything.

Two damaged people.

Countless secrets.

The fight of our lives.

We might be broken, but we’re not done.

 

 

About Meghan March

Meghan March has been known to wear camo face paint and tromp around in woods wearing mud-covered boots, all while sporting a perfect manicure. She's also impulsive, easily entertained, and absolutely unapologetic about the fact that she loves to read and write smut. Her past lives include slinging auto parts, selling lingerie, making custom jewelry, and practicing corporate law. Writing books about dirty talking alpha males and the strong, sassy women who bring them to their knees is by far the most fabulous job she's ever had.

 

#ExcerptReveal Grip by Kennedy Ryan #ComingSoon #MustRead #RockStar #FavoriteAuthor #OneClick @kennedyrwrites

by Kennedy Ryan

“I can’t stop thinking about this book… One of my favorite reads this year. Maybe ever. Kennedy Ryan took some of the most complex issues of our time and made them poetic, insightful, and deliciously sexy… 5 massive, gripping stars!” – USA TODAY Bestselling Author, Adriana Locke

Keep reading for an EXCERPT of Grip by Kennedy Ryan

 

Grip

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.

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FLOW (The GRIP Prequel) – Releasing FREE a few days before GRIP!

In 8 years, Marlon James will be one of the brightest rising stars in the music industry.
Bristol Gray will be his tough, no-nonsense manager.
But when they first meet, she’s a college student finding her way in the world,
and he’s an artist determined to make his way in it.
From completely different worlds,
all the things that should separate them only draw them closer.
It’s a beautiful beginning, but where will the story end?

FLOW is the prequel chronicling the week of magical days and nights that will haunt Grip & Bristol for years to come.

GRIP is the full-length conclusion of their story.

 

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Excerpt

I wanted to keep this pain locked away, private. Until now. Until Grip. His eyes rest on my face. I feel his compassion, and it weighs so much I want out from under it. I turn my head to escape the honesty between us for a few seconds. Just for a reprieve. As soon as I look over the side, I realize my mistake.

“Oh, God. We’re so high.”

Breath charges up my throat, panic pushing out the last few minutes of peace. My heart jackhammers. Blood rushes to my head, and the world spins. I grip my head to make it stop.

“Hey, hey.” Grip scoots closer, eliminating the distance between us. “Put your head down as far as you can.”

The safety bar keeps me from putting my head between my knees, but I don’t think it would help anyway. Nothing helps. It’s irrational. I know I’m safe, but fear mocks me and makes me its bitch. I hate it, but I can’t stop it.

“My mom used to tell me to recite things,” Grip says from above me. “Like to distract myself when I was scared. To give me something else to focus on.”

It only makes me more anxious that I have nothing I can recite. Fear jumbles all my thoughts together, so discombobulated that I can’t even assemble the digits of my phone number.

“I can’t think of anything.”

“Okay. Hold up.” He rubs my back in soothing strokes that don’t soothe. “I’ll do it. Just listen to my voice. Focus on what I’m saying.”

I can’t focus. I can’t stop the encroaching darkness, blurring my edges and knotting my interior. It’s never been this bad, and it would happen right in front of Grip.

“I’ll recite “Poetry” by Pablo Neruda. My favorite actually.” Grip’s voice is warm but disembodied as I press my eyes closed. “It feels like he was writing my life story. Like he knew there would be this kid who needed something bigger than himself, and he wrote this to guide that kid to a different path. This has always felt like more than a poem. It’s personal. It feels like my prophecy.”

The emotion, the honesty in his voice compels me to hazard a glance at him. In the faint light of the moon and the bright lights of the carnival, I see his face. Beautiful and bronzed, a sculpture of bold bones and full lips. His eyes are intent, never looking away from mine as he begins.

His deep voice caresses Neruda’s sentiments of how poetry called him from the street and away from violence. Of how writing saved him from a certain fate and opened up a world he’d never imagined. And Grip’s right. The poem could have been written for him . . . could have foretold the story of a boy called, not from the streets of a Chilean city, but from the streets of Compton.

Passion weaves between his words and conviction laces every line. He means these words. He loves these words. Amazingly, as he’s reciting a poem I’ve never heard before, someone else’s words illuminate Grip to me. I see him clearly. A man deeply committed to his craft and who views his gift as a miracle of circumstance. As cocky as he is, I see him humbled by the means to escape a path so many others never leave. And if the poem tells his story, his eyes are a confession, never straying from mine, holding mine in the moonlight, his voice liquid poured over something sweet. As he approaches the end, my fears are forgotten, but I’m still stuck on a Ferris wheel under a darkened sky, and nothing has ever been more fitting than the final words, in which the poet says he wheeled with the stars and his heart broke loose on the wind.

There are too few perfect moments in this life. Far too few of us get them, but I am privileged to have this one with this man. When he empties his chest of his heart and empties his body of his soul for me under a starry sky on a Ferris wheel. And I know. In this moment, I know that I’m lost to him. It has been a matter of days. It has been a string of moments. It has not been long enough to tell him, but in my heart, I know I am lost.

“Did that help?” he asks.

He searches through the dim light for my fear or my panic, but they aren’t there anymore. He leans closer, so close his breath whispers over my face. I don’t know when he realizes that fear has gone and that something else has come, but I see the change in his eyes.

I think he might be lost in me, too.

The inches between our lips disappear. At the first brush of his mouth on mine, I know this kiss will never end. It will live on in my memory for the rest of my life. His lips beg entry, a tentative touch that blazes through my defenses and hastens the rhythm of my heart. I clutch his arm, skin and muscle, satin over steel. A thousand textures collide. The hot silk of his mouth. The sharp, straight edge of his teeth. The firm curve of his lips. The taste of him. God, the taste of him makes me moan. He cups my face, fingers spearing into my hair. I press so close the heat of his body burns through the thin fabric of our shirts.

“Bris.” He says it against my lips before trailing kisses down my chin. His mouth opens over my neck, hot and wet, and I arch into him, the pleasure like a train in my veins. Rushing. Vaulting. Exploding.

“Oh, God.” I’m a panting mess. My hands venture under his shirt, desperate, nails scraping at his back. “Keep kissing me.”

He’s back at my lips, devouring, our tongues dueling, dancing. This kiss has a cadence, his head moving to the left and then right, on beat, a syncopation, a simultaneity of lips and tongues. His mouth slants over mine, hot and zealous, and I link my fingers behind his head, clinging, afraid this will end. Afraid to lose the enormity of this moment. At the top of the world, so close we could almost touch the sky and with only the stars watching, I found out what a kiss should be.

 

#Trailer #Reveal The Deep End (Honey, #1) by Kristen Ashley #ComingSoon #FavoriteAuthor #Exclusive @KristenAshley68

by Kristen Ashley

✮✮✮ A delicious world of erotica, BDSM with alpha-subs and their Dommes, and a gripping love story…Welcome to The Bee’s Honey! The first book in New York Times bestselling author Kristen Ashley’s Honey Series, THE DEEP END is a seductive and rich love story releasing March 7, 2017! And check out the amazing trailer created by Book Candy Studios below! ✮✮✮

Fall into THE DEEP END and pre-order your copy today!

 

 

About THE DEEP END (Erotic Romance Releasing March 7, 2017):

Enter a decadent sensual world where gorgeous alpha males are committed to fulfilling a woman’s every desire…

Olivier isn’t sure what he’s gotten himself into when he joins the Honey Club, only that a dark part of him hungers for the lifestyle offered by this exclusive club. Here, no boundary will be left untested…and one’s deepest fantasies will become an exquisite reality.

When Amélie invites Olivier to surrender, she gives the alpha submissive what he craves. Soon they both find themselves falling harder than they ever anticipated—but as their connection deepens, the truth about Olivier’s past could destroy everything…

Gripping and seductive, The Deep End is the first book in a sensational new series from bestselling author Kristen Ashley.

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TRAILER: https://youtu.be/5xilSf4ZniI

 

About Kristen Ashley

Kristen Ashley was born in Gary, Indiana, USA and nearly killed her mother and herself making it into the world, seeing as she had the umbilical cord wrapped around her neck (already attempting to accessorize and she hadn't taken her first breath!). Her mother said they took Kristen away, put her Mom back in her room, her mother looked out the window, and Gary was on fire (Dr. King had been assassinated four days before). Kristen's Mom remembered thinking it was the end of the world. Quite the dramatic beginning.

Nothing's changed.

Kristen grew up in Brownsburg, Indiana and has lived in Denver, Colorado and the West Country of England. Thus, she's blessed to have friends and family around the globe. Her family was (is) loopy (to say the least) but loopy is good when you want to write. They all lived together on a very small farm in a small farm town in the heartland. She grew up with Glenn Miller, The Everly Brothers, REO Speedwagon and Whitesnake (and the wardrobes that matched).

Needless to say, growing up in a house full of music, clothes and love was a good way to grow up.

And as she keeps growing, it keeps getting better.

#ReleaseDay ~ Oblivion by Lulu Astor ~ #5++StarReview #BlogTour #Giveaway @LuluAstor @sassysavvyfab

#ReleaseDay ~ Oblivion by Lulu Astor ~ #5++StarReview #BlogTour #Giveaway @LuluAstor @sassysavvyfab

Oblivion by Lulu Astor
on February 16th, 2017
Genres: Contemporary Romance
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I received this book for free in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.


When tragedy strikes Aja Lawson, she believes her life has forever lost its luster. Indifferent to everything but the unrelenting and gnawing misery inside of her, she scrapes up the shards of the shiny girl she used to be and tries to somehow keep moving forward. But in the shadows, forces are gathering like tumbleweed to disrupt her life: forces, or more concisely, men.

Powerful men.

One man is bent on Aja’s destruction; two others want to possess her, but all three have one thing in common: they are thoroughly, mind-and-body obsessed with Aja.

OblivionOblivion by Lulu Astor
My rating: 5++ of 5 stars

So this book held me captive from start ( pun intended). I’ve read other books by Lulu Astor and liked them a lot. But Oblivion blew my mind. The plot is clever and made this a page turner, but it’s Astor’s character development and the witty dialogue that makes this story come alive. At the center of the story is Aja who I immediately loved. There’s a very distinct tone in her voice, and being in her head was nothing short of amusing. She’s witty, snarky and makes fascinating observations.

The story starts out innocently enough. Aja is at one place in her life when a major life event takes place and her life is turned upside down. We are propelled forward two years where everything about Aja changed. She hasn’t lost any of the initial snark, but there is a heavy cloud of grief hanging over her head. She’s moved to London and is contemplating a move back to the US but then she gets unknowingly caught up in the “Oblivion” dimension. While Aja may be at the center of this, and much of the story is from her POV, there are a lot of characters who drive the plot line making this a fantastic thriller.

Lets start with the “o master” (I giggle at this double entendre). I’m not going to give his real name because that’s a good part of the thriller – romance element, but I’ll say I love how he “gets” Aja and that their interactions make for the steamy portion of the story. There’s also Aja’s mother, friend Rainy, and the fateful meeting with Kerry. All play important roles in Aja’s life and the story line. The other key players are the members of the “Oblivion” faction. It takes a while for this to unfold and Astor does it such a great way I actually felt like the pieces clicking in my head. Each chapter is told from a specific characters point of view and new ones pop up out of no where – sometimes it’s not immediately clear why we’re getting a part of the story when we do, but Astor makes it all comes together on one fantastic read. I had some ah-ha moments which are always gratifying if done well.

Oblivion wasn’t on my radar but I was lucky enough to receive an advanced copy and so it ended up being an immediate read. The story doesn’t end there though (YAY US!) and I’m really looking to Comeuppance! I really enjoyed this as a reading experience and I love a story that can keep me second guessing who was who and what was what. I’m delighted to recommend this as a 5++ Star book.

~Review by Cyndi

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About Lulu Astor

Lulu Astor was born in Brooklyn, NY. and for many years lived in New York City's Tribeca before falling in love, marrying, having two boys and moving across the country. Chicago, Santa Fe, and Los Angeles were all stops in the journey before ending up back in Lower Manhattan and then ultimately in upstate New York. She's been writing in some form or another since... well, forever. Her love of the printed word has taken her from voracious reader to proofreader, copy editor, and writer of nonfiction, poetry, short fiction, and finally novels. She also teaches writing and literature as an adjunct professor. The only things she loves as much as writing are her husband, two sons, spectacular golden retriever, assorted cats, sisters, and every animal she ever meets.
Astor has written an NA novel series entitled "Complements" ("Complements," "A Force of Nature," and "Between Us") and an erotic romance that began life as a spoof on the Fifty Shades trilogy, titled "Three and a Half Weeks." Most recently, she published her two-book novel "My Heart to Fear" and "But Now I See." Currently she's working on her next novel that will be released in January 2016.

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#BlogTour~ A Thousand Letters by Staci Hart~ #6StarReview @imaquirkybird @jennw23

#BlogTour~ A Thousand Letters by Staci Hart~ #6StarReview @imaquirkybird @jennw23

A Thousand Letters by Staci Hart
on February 9th, 2017
Genres: Contemporary Romance
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Sometimes your life is split by a single decision.

I’ve spent every day of the last seven years regretting mine: he left, and I didn’t follow. A thousand letters went unanswered, my words like petals in the wind, spinning away into nothing, taking me with them.

But now he’s back.

I barely recognize the man he’s become, but I can still see a glimmer of the boy who asked me to be his forever, the boy I walked away from when I was young and afraid.

Maybe if he’d come home under better circumstances, he could speak to me without anger in his voice. Maybe if I’d said yes all those years ago, he’d look at me without the weight of rejection in his eyes. Maybe if things were different, we would have had a chance.

One regretted decision sent him away. One painful journey brought him back to me. I only wish I could keep him.

*A contemporary romance inspired by Jane Austen’s Persuasion*

A Thousand LettersWOW, WOW, WOW!! I knew, I knew that this story was emotional, and yet I didn’t prepare myself. Not fully. How can one know? I didn’t harden my heart, I didn’t shield my soul. In hindsight, I don’t think it would have mattered. This story hit me on so many levels -any walls I might have put up would have been shattered.

From the very opening pages, I felt the connection to Elliott and the strain on her heart. Simply put, I felt heavy, weighed down by my own experiences and thoughts about the choices we make and regrets. That “heaviness of heart” feeling was visceral and persisted through a great deal of this read. A Thousand Letters is one of those rare stories that simply changes you.

Staci Hart executed on this story line to utter perfection. There are times this is an incredibly hard read and the story goes where you know it’s going to go, but that doesn’t soften the impact when it hits. She does service to her characters by taking them through the paces, not giving them an easy way out. There are no instant fixes and thus her characters evolve with forethought and reflection, nothing is rushed. Elliott’s dug herself in deep. Her situation made me feel helpless for her and I read with what can only be called anticipatory anxiety. I worried for her and the path she seemed to be on. As for Wade. In ways he’s exasperating but I also totally got how he felt cemented in the past. How one bull headed decision changed the course of both his and Elliot’s life.

The message is reiterated throughout the story; how a single decision can create an impasse between two people, tear love a part, and go on to affect their lives and that of their loved ones. I just can’t express how moving this story is. While I still have a back log of a few of Staci Hart’s books to read, she is solidly of my favorite authors and she continually gains my admiration. Her writing is profound and poetic. I.love.all.her.words! As the story is inspired by Jane Austen’s Persuasion I will use a regency era inspired phrase to describe Staci Hart: Incomparable

A Thousand Letters is a rare 6 star story with my #MustRead recommendation!

~Review by Cyndi

 

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About Staci Hart

Staci has been a lot of things up to this point in her life -- a graphic designer, an entrepreneur, a seamstress, a clothing and handbag designer, a waitress. Can't forget that. She's also been a mom; she has three little girls who are sure to grow up to break a number of hearts. She's been a wife; even though she's certainly not the cleanest, or the best cook. She's also super, duper fun at a party, especially if she's been drinking whiskey. Her favorite word starts with f and ends with k.

From roots in Houston, to a seven year stint in Southern California, Staci and her family ended up settling somewhere in between and equally north, in Denver. They are new enough that snow is still magical. When she's not writing, she's sleeping, gaming, or designing graphics.



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