Wednesday, April 13, 2016

Release Day Blitz: Wayward Temptation by K. Renee

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Wayward Temptation
Wayward Saints MC Book 6
K. Renee

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Running was all I ever did. I tried to get away from a man that hurt me and I ended up in the path of a temptation that I couldn’t resist. I wanted Raef more than my next breath, but he didn’t want me. I tried like hell to fight my attraction towards him, but I couldn’t. He was everything I wanted and everything I never knew I needed.

My old man was punishing me for God knows what. He sent me down to Sacramento to clean up their mess and instead I ended up finding her. She’s like a damn breath of fresh air in this otherwise suffocating life. My attraction to her can land me on the wrong side of a gun, but it’s a chance I’m willing to take. She’s a temptation that I can’t ignore and one that I don’t regret.


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When my eyes finally land on him, I see him watching me. He’s even more handsome than I thought. Closing my eyes, I take a deep breath before I open them, and actually look at him.

The grin on his lips makes me nervous, and part of me is unsure of what I’m supposed to do right now.

“Please take a seat,” he finally says. He motions his hand towards the chair next to him. A part of me is afraid to walk by him, so I take the long way around to the other side of the table. I pull the chair out a few feet before I take a seat.

“I won’t bite darlin’,” he drawls out. He gets a devious grin on his face, and I know that he’s probably used that line to get plenty of women in his bed at night.

“Does that line work on all the girls?” I ask with an eyebrow raised. I don’t know where that snottiness came from, but I am mentally high fiving myself right now. I can’t believe that I just said that to him.

I watch as his eyebrow raises, and he smirks at me. “Typically I just tell them how big my dick is, and they practically drop to their knees in front of me.” I scrunch up my nose, and his smile widens even more. “What are you afraid of a big dick?”

I shake my head no, and look at my hands in my lap. I can feel him lean in closer to me, and as much as I want to pull away, I stay right where I am. I won’t let him scare me, or make me nervous. I’ve dealt with someone far worse than him for long enough.

His hand cups my face, almost in a loving manner, and he forces me to look at him. “What kind of trouble are you in?” His voice is soft, almost like he’s trying to make me comfortable. His eyes search mine, and I swear it’s like he already knows the truth.

“I want to help you, but I can’t if you don’t tell me the truth. All of it,” he runs his thumb along my bottom lip, and as much as I want to pull away, something about his touch soothes me. Leaning into his hand, I mentally prepare myself to tell him what I’ve gotten myself into.

Renee is from sunny, California. Creative by nature, she decided to put her imagination to paper. K. Renee is an avid reader. During the day she works in an office and at night she writes. These stories have been in her head for years and are finally coming out on paper.

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Release Blitz: Black Roses - The Mitchell Sisters Series by Samantha Christy

Black Roses Release Blitz

Book 3 in The Mitchell Sisters Series
By Samantha Christy

Piper Mitchell

April 25th was the day I was born.

It was also the day I died.

Blood was still rushing through my veins. Oxygen was still saturating my cells. But for all intents and purposes, I ceased to be among the living.

Going back to New York for my sister's wedding was a mistake, but I made her a promise.

It would be a quick trip. Show up, say the right words, then I'd be gone. This time for good.

I didn't think anyone could understand what was taken from me that fateful day.

Not until I met him.

Mason Lawrence

I threw a football in front of eighty thousand people.

Mingling with the rich and famous was just another part of my job.

Nothing made me nervous.

Not until she walked off that plane and into my life.

She was broken. Shattered by some event she kept hidden under lock and key. The clues on her body failed to reveal her secrets--unlike the clues on my body that clearly publicized mine.

The clock was ticking, giving me only a few short months to uncover the true meaning of the flower branded into her flesh. Because if she got back on that plane, I knew it would be forever.

Note to reader: This book can be read as a standalone novel. It is the third book in a series that follows three sisters.

Due to adult language and sexual situations, this book is intended for mature audiences.


She strains her neck, peeking back at me before looking at the ground and shaking her head. “Why are you going through so much trouble, Mason? You know I leave in a few months. If you’re ready to date again, there are so many other girls. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I had a great time tonight and I really appreciate your efforts, but what do you expect to get out of all of this?”
“What do I expect?” I try to reign in my anger, wondering what another man must have expected from her to cause her to become so bitter. “I don’t expect anything, Piper. I like being around you. This feeling I get when you’re near me—I like it. I want it for as long as I can get it. No strings. No expectations.”
“But why here?” she asks. “Why did you bring me to the top of the Empire State building?”
“I wanted you to see something.” I turn her body and tilt her chin up towards the horizon. “I know you grew up not far from here, and I’m sure you’ve been up here before. But my bet is you’ve never taken the time to see this.”
Silence drapes us once again as we watch the sun while it sets, turning the sky from blue to purple to orange, with streaks of light dancing through the clouds, making their silver linings glow. We quietly observe the yellow ball being swallowed up by the building to the west.
At some point, however, I stopped watching the sky and started watching her. Shivers visibly move down her body when she becomes aware of my stare.
I slowly turn her around to face me and I rub my hands up and down her arms, feeling every hair stand on end at the pass of my fingertips. “Every day is a new beginning, Piper. When the sun sets, it takes all the bad shit with it, wiping the slate clean. It took me a long time to learn that.” I put my wrist in front of her, revealing the scar that spans across it—a reminder of what I’ve lost—a reminder of what I didn’t.

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 About the Author

Samantha Christy enjoys life under the warm Florida sun with her husband and four incredible children.

In 2014, she wrote her first book, a lifelong dream that somehow always managed to get placed on the back burner. Since then, she has led the surreal life of an indie author, writing new adult and contemporary romance novels with differing levels of heat. If you like 'clean' romance, try Abstract Love, a life-affirming tale of two young adults facing their mortality--a top finalist for the 2015 National Excellence in Romance Fiction Award. If you are more into scorching heat, angst, desire, and second chances--pick up the first in her 'sisters' series, Purple Orchids.

Samantha loves to interact with readers so please look her up on social media.


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 See where The Mitchell Series all started!! 

 Purple Orchids
Book 1 in The Mitchell Sisters

One day . . . one moment . . . one letter. One lie.

That's all it took to change the course of our lives.

Gavin McBride

She blindsided me. Broke me. Shredded me.

And now she's back, thinking I did the very same thing to her.

When I reach out to her, I get more than I bargained for. Much more.

There's nothing to forgive. But I need her to forgive me.

There's no way to go back. But I need us to move forward.

Baylor Mitchell

I found a way to survive.

Without him. Without us. Without the future he promised.

I never hid from him. I didn't know I had anything to hide.

Until he threatened everything I knew to be true.

When he came back and I found out it was all a lie.

We need to accept the past.

We have to learn to trust in the future.

We must risk our hearts once more.

If we want any chance at reclaiming a love that never died . . . on that one day . . . in that one moment . . . with that one lie.

Note to reader: This book is a standalone novel. It is the first book in a series that follows three sisters.


It takes me all of two-point-five seconds to turn the tables on her. I grab her and flip her underneath me in one movement. We stay like this and stare at each other as our chests heave while we continue to catch our breath. I look down at her incredible eyes with the myriad of colors that are now reflecting the blue sky. Her hair is slightly matted with sweat and her shirt is now dirty with grass clippings. She’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

Fuck the plan.
I lean down to her slowly and put my weight on my elbows while my hands come up to grasp the sides of her face. She blushes and bites her lip. As I draw closer, her gaze moves from my eyes to my mouth. Her tongue comes out to swipe across her lips in anticipation of what I’m about to do. Because I am about to kiss her. There is no way in hell I’m not going to kiss this girl.
When my lips meet hers, it’s fucking Christmas and I’m unwrapping the biggest, best present under the tree. Her lips are soft and I let mine rest against them for a few seconds just so I can get my mind around this. I want to imprint this moment in my memory so I’ll never forget it. I start to move my lips around on hers, first kissing the corners of her mouth, then kissing her top lip and finally, I take her bottom lip between mine and gently suck on it.
She lets out a tiny groan that comes from deep inside her throat and I’m instantly hard. She parts her lips for me and our tongues fall into this synchronized dance that has me wondering if we have done this before and I merely forgot. It seems natural, accustomed . . . familiar.
She brings her hands up and runs them first along my back, then my shoulders. Then she runs her fingers through my hair and I know right now, right this second, that I never want another girl to put her hands in my hair. Just her. Just Baylor Christine Mitchell.
I reluctantly pull my lips away from hers when my voice of reason tells me we might get arrested if we don’t stop this. We are still breathing heavily; even more-so now than when we were playing soccer. I smile down at her. She smiles back at me. I finally find some words. “Will you go on a date with me, Baylor Mitchell?” I ask. “Tonight?”

 White Lilies
Book 2 in The Mitchell Sisters

Fate . . . Faith . . . Family.

Skylar Mitchell didn't believe in any of them.

She never wanted a real boyfriend. She never wanted her own kid.

When she watched her sister get destroyed by the man she loved, she vowed it wouldn't happen to her.

Don't fall in love.

Don't become attached.

Don't let yourself feel.

Easy, right?

Griffin and Erin Pearce had the perfect life. With the perfect house. And the perfect jobs.

What they didn't have was the perfect baby.

Skylar never counted on meeting Erin.

She never imagined finding this wonderful best friend who would change the way she looked at the world.

And she certainly never dreamed of falling in love with her best friend's husband.

Especially while being their surrogate.

She also never counted on fate ripping everything away from her.

A story about unconditional love, heartbreaking loss, and undying friendship.

Note to reader: This book is a standalone novel. It is the second book in a series that follows three sisters. Due to adult language and sexual situations, it is intended for mature audiences.


 I vehemently shake my head at the man. “No, we’re not together. He’s married.” Foam finger guy raises a questioning brow. “To my best friend,” I add. He shakes his head and chuckles as he puts his hands up in defeat and leans back into his seat.

I open my mouth to explain, but Griffin puts a gentle hand on my knee and shakes his head. I know what he’s telling me. It’s not worth trying to explain to the stranger. Our situation is complicated. How it must look to other people can be confusing. Just wait until the pregnancy is showing—we’ll really start to turn heads then. I roll my eyes, silently agreeing with Griffin. He removes his hand from my knee and I’m all too aware of just how much I miss it.

Blog Tour: Cotton - Satan's Fury MC by L. Wilder

Title: Cotton
Series: Satan's Fury MC
Author: L. Wilder
Genre: MC Romance
Published: April 5, 2016


Becoming President of the Satan’s Fury MC was a bittersweet moment for Cotton. When his Uncle Saul died, he passed the gavel down to him, and while Cotton took his death hard, he immediately assumed the role with integrity and pride. He considered leading his brothers an honor, and the MC quickly became his main focus… until the day Cassidy walked into his bar and became a distraction he could not deny. She captivated him in a way no other woman ever had. He tried to resist her—to keep his walls up—but it was futile. It always seemed like she saw right through him. All it took was one night of passion with her, and he knew he’d never be able to get enough. He was determined to have her.

He thought he had it all figured out. He thought he could let his walls down and have it all…until his past suddenly came crashing into his future.


When Cassidy walked into a room, all eyes were immediately drawn to her. She exuded a beauty and youthful energy that lit a spark in everyone she met. She was a woman who knew what she wanted and was willing to wait for it. The minute she met Cotton, she was drawn to him. He was older, more mature, and so good-looking he took her breath away. Where most people only saw a hardened MC president, she saw a man who lived his life with strength and determination, filled with an unwavering sense of loyalty, and who had earned the admiration and respect of his brothers. She longed for Cotton, to be close to him. So when he began to let her in, she didn’t hesitate. 

She wanted him—all of him. In his arms, she felt save and protected. She trusted him with her heart… until he broke it, nearly destroying her in the process.

Can she ever learn to trust him again?


“L. Wilder has done it again!! She is absolutely amazing!!” ~She’s A Lip Biter

“Holy Moly what a great book! What a great addition to one of my favorite series.” ~Michelle (Goodreads Review)

Leslie Wilder grew up in a small town in West Tennessee. A country girl at heart, she’s always thought that life is too short, but she had no idea how short it really was until her brother passed away in 2014. She’s always been an avid reader, loving the escape only a great book can give, and wondered if she had what it took to write one of the wild romances she’d come to adore. With the support of her family and friends, she published Inferno: A Devil Chaser’s MC, one year after her brother’s death. With him in mind, she fulfilled her lifetime dream of writing. Since then, she’s completed the Devil Chaser’s Series and continued on with the Satan’s Fury MC Series. She has so many stories in her head, and can’t wait to share each and every one.
Leslie has been blown away by the support of her readers, appreciating every message, review, and encouraging word she’s received over the past year. She looks forward to continuing this journey with them for years to come.


Release Blitz: MOTO - An Erotic Racing Novel by M. Never

Title: Moto
Author: M. Never
Genre: Dark Erotic Romance
 Release Date: April 13, 2016


What's harder than resisting one Dane man? Resisting two.

I don't date bikers. It's my one cardinal rule. No rough, rugged, tattooed egotistical maniacs on two wheels. Even if they are gorgeous, brilliant, and sport the prefix Doctor. Bottom line, bikers are nothing but trouble.


Dr. Devlin Dane has had his sights set on my panties for months. But I've done a stellar job of fending him off. As Mercy Medical's most eligible bachelor, he has no problem in the panty dropping department. He's tall, dark, and inked all over. I get the appeal, I'm not dead. I'm not stupid either. He's a walking heartbreak waiting to happen.

But when Reese Dane comes crashing into my life - literally- the game suddenly changes.

Reese, the dark, brooding, motorcycle racing champion, knows exactly how to apply the right pressure on and off the track.

The two have an unstoppable pull like centrifugal force, and both bad boy bikers are determined to take me on a high-powered ride I'll never forget...

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“I’m not overreacting! You can’t just pass me around to all your biker buddies and think it’s okay! I’m not a fucking wrist watch you can just throw into the pot!”

Kayla, do you honestly think I would’ve put you up if I knew I couldn’t win? That I would let anyone else touch what belongs to us?” Reese crowds me into a corner.

“Us?” I squeak. Wait, what?

“Yes. Us. Mine and Dev’s.” He enunciates the words. “You. Are. Ours.”

There’s that word again. Ours.

“I don’t understand.”

“Baby, I think you do. I think you’ve always known where we would end up.” Reese cages me in with his arms.

Dev materializes over Reese’s shoulder, and I internally hyperventilate. I don’t know who to look at first as my gaze compulsively darts between the two of them. Two, beautiful, roughneck men, who both look like they want to have me for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

“How . . . how would this even work?” I crazily entertain the idea.

Both their faces split with a fiendish smile. I must have asked the million-dollar question.

Reese leans in closely, stopping my heart. “Let us show you,” he murmurs so seductively my knees nearly buckle. I throw a questioning eye at Dev and he nods confidently.

“You both want this?” I ask with a small voice.

“It isn’t about what we want anymore. It’s all about you now,” Dev voices.

Holy. Fuck.

“Say yes, Kayla.” Dev’s tone is soft and velvety. Irresistible. “Say yes to us.”

I press my back against the wall praying for composure, but the longer they trap me, the more the pressure builds, the more my want fights to the surface, and my resolve falls away into oblivion. I find myself nodding because my ability to speak has become paralyzed.

“Good girl,” Reese breathes before he throws me over his shoulder like a caveman.

“Hey!” I grab onto his shirt.

He swats me on the butt as he makes his way to the stairs. “Ouch!” I flail.

“That’s for bouncing out on me. Never do it again. Got it?” He hits me once more for good measure.

“Fuck you.” I flinch.

“In due time, baby.”

I lift my head as Reese climbs the stairs with Dev hot on his heels.

Reality suddenly strikes. Is this really happening?

“Relax.” Dev traps my chin gently. “We’re going to take care of you. And make you feel so good.” He pushes some dangling hair away from my face so I can see him. He’s incredibly calm despite the carnal look in his eyes.

Once in my small room, Reese drops me on the bed. They each flank one side, making me feel like a trapped animal.

I kneel in the middle of the mattress at a loss at what to do next.

“Strip, baby,” Reese instructs as he unzips his leather jacket and pulls the gun from the back of his pants, placing it on my nightstand.

I stay frozen in place.

I know I’m supposed to move, but what’s clearly about to happen hasn’t sunk in yet.

“Need some assistance?” Dev crawls up behind me and kisses my neck. A switch flips. My eyes immediately roll backward. Yes, please, touch me. Both of you, please touch me.

Author Bio

M. Never resides in New York City. When she's not researching ways to tie up her characters in compromising positions, you can usually find her at the gym kicking the crap out of a punching bag, or eating at some new trendy restaurant.

She has a dependence on sushi and a fetish for boots. Fall is her favorite season.

She is surrounded by family and friends she wouldn't trade for the world and is a little in love with her readers. The more the merrier. So make sure to say hi!

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Release Blitz: Beautiful Distraction by J.C. Reed

Title: Beautiful Distraction
Author: J.C. Reed
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 12, 2016

From New York Times Bestselling Author, J.C. Reed, comes a new standalone novel.

Kellan Boyd always gets what he wants—except that one infuriating city girl who bumped into his new chick magnet sports car, dared to call him a jerk, and basically threw his pity check in his face.

Fast forward three months later.

When Ava Cross suddenly knocks on his door in the middle of a storm, soaking wet and in dire need of help, he’s determined to settle old scores and finally get her between the sheets where she belongs.

Ava knows Kellan is a complex man with a dark past and a wild reputation he can’t deny. Forced to stay, Ava begins a desperate search for the truth about the one man she wants to despise and quickly discovers that the passion she feels for him isn’t just deep…it’s dangerous to her heart.

Kellan is a beautiful distraction. When the traps of her own weakness stand in the way, Ava is faced with one choice only: peel off the layers of a man who's a wild cowboy at heart.

Author’s note – Beautiful Distraction is a full-length standalone novel with no cliffhanger. Due to strong language and sexual content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18.



J.C. Reed is a New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal Bestselling author. She writes steamy contemporary romance with a touch of mystery and suspense. When she's not typing away on her keyboard, forgetting the world around her, you can find her chatting with her readers on Facebook.


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