She likes to be busy - unless busy involves doing the dishes, but that seems to be when all the ideas come to life.
We are so excited to announce a brand new series from NYT Bestselling Author Emma Hart!!! Release Date: Dec 1, 2014 Where sheâs been for the last two and half years is a mystery, and so is the reason she left in the first place. Now, though, sheâs back in their hometown of Shelton Bay, South Carolina, at the same time Connerâs band Dirty B is home on a tour break. Sofie Callahan has spent the months since her fatherâs death avoiding anything to do with her home town. But with her brother in Afghanistan, she has no choice but to return and sort out her fatherâs house, even if it means facing the boy she fell in love with and revealing the reason she left. Conner has questions, and when his broken heart and her guilty one collide, Sofie has to start answering them. Their present is rocky, their future unknown. Only one thing is certain: Sofieâs daughter will change everything. ADD TO GOODREADS HERE PRE-ORDER NOW: EXCERPT That kid that could be mine. I get up and let the empty bottle drop to the floor. The woods are eerily quiet, as if it can sense my anger. As if it knows the bitterness that lingers in my veins, as if it knows the burn of not knowing anything. Like the woods, Iâm left in the dark. Completely. Branches and twigs crunch under my feet as I increase my pace to a gentle jog. And again, to a slow run. Then to a sprint. The need to know increases with every footstep, as evenly paced as the ticking of the clock. It doesnât matter that Iâve probably drunk too much beer to be here or that weâve only been back for a matter of days. I canât be in this shithole full of memories without knowing. I canât move on until I know. I canât forgive her for a single fucking thing until I knowâand even then, maybe I wonât be able to. Maybe sheâs unforgivable. Instead of knocking on the back door like I did yesterday, I round the side of the house to the front door. The front room light glows softly through the curtains, but the rest of the house is dark. My chest heaves with the exertion of my run here and I grab the doorframe to balance myself. Iâm definitely too fucking drunk for this conversation, but what the hell. I bang on the door, once, twice, again and again and again. âSofie! Open the fuckinâ door!â âShut up!â she hisses, yanking it open. âThe hellâre you doing here?â I smirk, leaning against the wall. âShouldnât I be askinâ you that, princess?â âAre you drunk?â Her voice rises a little at the end, and her eyes widen. Those eyes. Fuck, those baby blues that have always undone me. âDrunk? No. If I was drunk Iâd be sitting at home like a miserable bastard and not here facing the cause of my misery.â âYouâre being an asshole. I donât have to listen to this.â She pushes on the door, but I wedge my foot in front of it. I let go of the wall and grab the edge of the door. âActually, you do.â She canât overpower me, and she knows it, because she lets up and the door swings open. âWhy are you here, Conner?â âYou have a kid.â She smacks her lips together. âYep.â âWhen? When did you have her?â Sofie takes a deep breath in and presses her hands to her stomach. Theyâre shaking, even as she links her fingers to hide it. I can see that fucking tremble. She whispers something but Iâm too pre-occupied by her hands to hear it. âWhat?â âAugust last year,â she repeats, still a whisper. August. Last year. My stomach clenches as I meet her eyes. âWhen? When in fuckinâ August, Sofie?â âAugust fifteenth.â Her voice hitches halfway through the âfifteenth.â Almost seven months to the day she walked out on me and the rest of Shelton Bay. Adrenaline hums through my body, and I stare at her. At the tears building in her eyes, the quiver of her lips, the bob of her throat as she swallows harshly. Itâs no different from the burn in my chest, the twisting of my stomach. âIs she mine?â She shudders and a tear drips from her eye. âSofie. Is. She. Mine?!â By day, New York Times and USA Today bestselling New Adult author Emma Hart dons a cape and calls herself Super Mum to two beautiful little monsters. By night, she drops the cape, pours a glass of whatever she fancies - usually wine - and writes books. Emma is working on Top Secret projects she will share with her followers and fans at every available opportunity. Naturally, all Top Secret projects involve a dashingly hot guy who likes to forget to wear a shirt, a sprinkling (or several) of hold-onto-your-panties hot scenes, and a whole lotta love. She likes to be busy - unless busy involves doing the dishes, but that seems to be when all the ideas come to life. LINKS: AMAZON AUTHOR PAGE
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Today is the release day for LOVING EDEN by T.A. Foster! Be sure to check out the contest below for a chance to win some fabulous books!LOVING EDEN Goodreads link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/23150919-loving-eden LOVING EDEN BLURB:Have you ever thought of packing up everything you own and moving halfway across the country? I’m talking about leaving your entire life behind—friends, family, school—with no turning back. No? Me either, but that was before a week of spring break changed my life forever. Before I did something I never thought I’d do at twenty-two. Before I fell in love with Grey. Sometimes happily ever after isn’t always what you think it will be.LOVING EDEN BUY LINKS:Amazon: http://amzn.to/1rn2neOSmashwords: http://bit.ly/1un5YvKB&N: http://bit.ly/1spvrF2Previous book in the series.KISSING EDEN - AVAILABLE NOW!Purchase KISSING EDEN from...Amazon: http://amzn.to/1hCXkkvB&N: http://bit.ly/NKhAGiSmashworks: http://bit.ly/1dcvQB5iTunes: http://bit.ly/Y9509pTitle: Rivers Author: Jennifer Rae Gravely Series: Orders of the Sky #2 Genre: New Adult Cover Reveal Publisher: Blue Tulip PublishingI’ve always been fascinated by ghosts. They’re simply lost souls looking for the conclusion to their story. After years of chasing the phantom of Stone into the night, I’ve sought to live and love again in the new chapter of my life. I’m not the naïve girl I once was. I know what I want, what I need. But like the tortured spirits wandering the earth, can I find the happy ending I crave or will the apparitions of the past destroy any chance of everlasting bliss? “How’ve you been since our last meeting?” “You mean our first.” I tilted my head. “That too.” He displayed the teeth of a tiger. “I hope you’ll believe me when I say I’ve wanted to see you again. I was waiting for the right time.” He paused, a wild look in his eyes. “And it looks like I found it. You look fabulous. Can we pick up where we left off?” “Where was that?” His arms encircled my waist and his lips found mine. The tides of emotion roared like the ocean in my ears. I closed my eyes and allowed the waves to carry me away. Swaying on my feet, it was good that when he broke the embrace he still held me by the shoulders or I would’ve collapsed. “Now, you offered me food,” he said. “Can I take you up on that? I really did miss dinner traveling.” “Sure,” I said, out of breath from drowning. The night passed like a swiftly flowing river.Amazon | B&N | Smashwords Sweet. Sassy. Southern. Born in Ohio but raised in Pickens, SC, Jennifer Rae Gravely graduated from Converse College with a triple major in History, Politics, and English before earning a master's degree in education. Returning to her high school alma mater to teach English and coach volleyball, Gravely's teams won five state championships and seven upper state titles in eleven years. Moreover, the SCACA named her coach of the year for the 2013 season. Jennifer writes about the fictional Southern town of Keowee. The Astraea Press novels, Knight of the Dead and Set to Love, in addition to the short story, "Love and Diamonds," deal with present day Keowee and are contemporary romances. The edgier Drown, published by Blue Tulip Publishing, takes place in the eighties and nineties and is best classified as new adult fiction. She lives with her husband, daughter, seven beagles, and three cats. Jennifer loves to talk beagles, balls, and books!Facebook | Blog | Twitter | Goodreads | Amazon Hosted by: Release Date : NOVEMBER 10, 2014 From New York Times & USA Today bestselling author, Kendall Ryan, comes the third book in the Filthy Beautiful Lies series. Pace Drake loves sex. He knows where get it, what to say, what to do, and he makes no apologies for satisfying his needs. But when he meets single mom, Kylie Sloan, he's enthralled by her, and begins to question his standard operating procedure. After all, there's no chase, no mystery when banging a woman in a nightclub bathroom. Kylie's depth and determination make the sloppy, drunken hookups that fill his weekends seem empty and shallow. She's the opposite of the desperate, clingy women he's used to. She doesnât want or need anyone to take care of her and that only makes him want to care for her more. Kylie's trust in men has vanished. The last guy she was with played ding-dong-ditch-it with her uterus and left her with a baby to raise. Now her infant son is the only man she has time for, even if she misses sex and intimacy more than she'd ever admit. Opening her heart up to a younger man who's best known for no-strings-attached sex and his casual lifestyle is probably the worst idea she's ever had. But Pace wants to prove to her there are still a few good guys left, and watching the sweet way he interacts with her baby makes her want to tryâ¦but she can really trust that his days of hitting it and quitting it are in his past? Filthy Beautiful Lust is the third book in the Filthy Beautiful Lies series, however it can be read as a standalone novel (no cliffhanger). To understand the full growth and development of the characters, it is recommended that you begin with book 1, Filthy Beautiful Lies. ADD TO GOODREADS HERE PRE-ORDER NOW: EXCERPT Pace I take a sip of the liquor and immediately decide drinking is a bad idea. I'm already on edge and frustrated. The alcohol will only make me obsess more. Abandoning the glass, I sit down in a leather chair across from Colton and let out a heavy sigh. "Tell me about Kylie." His gaze narrows. "Fuck no. You and Kylie?" He shakes his head, rising to his feet. "No. Abso-fucking-lutely not. If this is what you came here to talk about, you can leave now." He points to the door, his expression unwavering. Goddamn. "You're no fun." Changing my mind, I stride over to the cabinet, pluck up the glass and down the rest of the drink. It burns like a mother fucker on the way down, but it'll do the trick, numbing whatever this weird sensation is inside my chest. "I'm serious, Pace. She's a good girl. She doesn't need to get tangled up in yourâ¦waysâ¦" "My ways?" Now I'm getting pissed. He's saying I'm not good enough for her. "Hit it and quit it. Pump and dump. Whatever you want to call it, it's not happening. Not with Kylie." "I know that, asshole. I wanted to take her out â like legitimately take her out to dinner. Enjoy her company." He frowns at me again, that crease in his forehead deepening. "You're telling me you don't want to fuck her?" "Don't be a dumbfuck. Of course I want to. But I'm just saying that I wouldnât hit it once and never call her again." "What would you do, then? Move in? Marry her? Raise her son?" he challenges. "I havenât thought that fucking far ahead. Christ." Now I'm suddenly pacing the floor of his office and I have no idea why. This entire exchange is stressing me out. I came here hoping to get her number, and instead I'm getting grilled like a steak. He's pulling the older brother card on me like he does so often. The dick. "And that's exactly why I don't want you messing around with her. You don't have a plan. Kylie needs a man with a plan. Not one with an agenda that only includes getting his crank yanked." I sink down into the chair, hating this concerned older brother act. Kendall Ryan is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of contemporary romance novels, including Hard to Love, Unravel Me, Resisting Her and When I Break. She's a sassy, yet polite Midwestern girl with a deep love of books, and a slight addiction to lipgloss. She lives in Minneapolis with her adorable husband and two baby sons, and enjoys hiking, being active, and reading. Visit her at: www.kendallryanbooks.com for the latest book news, and fun extras Seize me From Darkness (Pierced Hearts #4)STANDALONE NOVELby Cari SilverwoodThis book is part of a dark erotic fiction series and may disturb some readers. In this dirty, bloody world we live in, the answers to prayers aren't always pretty angels. Retaken by human traffickers, Jazmine's one hope is ex-cop, ex-mercenary, Pieter, a man with a glower that stops lesser men in their tracks. She prays he can save her. But this savior is far from perfect and his flaws may prove as devastating to Jazmine as the torture of her captors. The fire of dominance never dies. *can be read as a standalone novelAmazon / B&N / Smashwords / iTunesCari Silverwood is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of BDSM stories and dark erotic fiction. She writes the way the world should be - dangerous and sexy with bullets piercing the darkness and lovers wrenched close by ropes. When you need escape, when you need that rough lover to bring you to your knees, here you will find stories to singe your fingers. The taste of adventure, the tang of BDSM, the burn of fantasy run wild. Brace yourselves, if you dare to read. And...in this real world, she has a lovely family in Australia, with the prerequisite teenager who dwells in the dark bedroom catacombs...a husband who raises eyebrows when he catches glimpses of what she writes, and a menagerie of other animals barking, meowing, and swimming about the place.Previous books in the Pierced Heart seriesBook #1 Book #2 Book #3 win an ebook set of the Pierced Hearts #1-4 books! a Rafflecopter giveawayorganized by Today is the cover reveal for Chelsea M. Cameron's upcoming New Adult title, FOR NOW. This is the 2nd book in her Rules of Love series. FOR NOW will be released later this fall.UNOFFICIAL BLURB:Two people. A one - night stand. W hat could go wrong?Javier Cruz definitely isnât relationship material, but that suits Hazel Gellar just fine. Sheâs not a relationship girl and doesnât plan on ever being one.But after a mind - blowing, panty - ripping, bed - breaking night, she knows once isnât going to be enough. Fortunately, Javi feels the same way. Soon, what started as just one night turns into a lot of nights, and Hazel doesnât know what to do.Will she and Javi make the choice to be together for longer than jus t right NOW?Previous book in the series...Buy Links: Amazon US: http://amzn.to/1hD6cJE Barnes &am p; Noble: http://bit.ly/HPwTuCAUTHOR INFORMATIONChelsea M. Cameron is a YA/NA New York Times/USA Today Best Selling autho r from Maine. Lover of things random and ridiculous, Jane Austen/Charlotte and Emily Bronte Fangirl, red velvet cake enthusiast, obsessive tea drinker, vegetarian, former cheerleader and world's worst video gamer. When not writing, she enjoys watching info mercials, singing in the car and tweeting (this one time, she was tweeted by Neil Gaiman). She has a degree in journalism from the University of Maine, Orono that she promptly abandoned to write about the people in her own head. More often than not, these people turn out to be just as weird as she is. Her New Adult Contemporary Romance titles include My Favorite Mistake, which has been bought by Harlequin along with a sequel, Deeper We Fall and Faster We Burn (April 20, 2013) Her Young Adult books include Nocturnal, Nightmare and Neither, the first three books in The Noctalis Chronicles. The fourth and final book, Neverend will be out in 2013. Whisper, the first in The Whisper Trilogy is also available, with the second book in the series, Silence and the f inal book, LIsten coming out in 2014.Website: http://www.chelseamcameron .com/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/chel_c_cam Facebook: https://www.facebook.com / Love, Always by Yessi Smith Blog Tour html Title: Love, Always Author: Yessi Smith Genre: New Adult, Contemporary Romance Release Date: September 14**This book is intended for a mature reading audience and isn't suitable for readers under the age of 17.** Love, Always by Yessi Smith Blog Tour html In love with a man on the brink of greatness, Dee has her life figured out. The love they share is comparable only to the love they feel when they find out Dee is pregnant. J osh and Dee welcome their future together with eagerness as they plan a wedding, baby, and the upcoming tour for Josh’s band Wasted Circle. Big things are finally happening. During Wasted Circle’s first big show, tragedy strikes leaving Dee alone. The lif e her and Josh planned for ends up being nothing but desolate promises. Unable to watch his best friend’s girlfriend drown under her own despair any longer, Adam steps in to help Dee cope with her loss and the upcoming birth of her baby. Adam is patient, k ind and unrelenting. He stands by her side, never faltering despite his growing desire to be more than Dee’s supportive shoulder and the idea that he is betraying Josh. He refuses to give up on Dee and remains loyally by her side even when she admits herse lf into a psychiatric ward and he is left to father Josh and Dee’s baby. But even sweet and sturdy Adam has his limits. Love, Always by Yessi Smith Blog Tour htmlShit.I reach my trembling fingers down and feel the sticky wax between my legs. I rub the strip back over the wax, hoping it’ll stick this time, to no avail.This isn’t happening. Please, this can’t possibly be happening.I reach for the package the wax came in and with it in my hand. I sit on the toilet lid, reading to see if there’s any emergency instructions. Nope. Nada.May be warm water. I go to stand up to run a warm bath, but am barely able to inch upward.I’m stuck to the toilet lid! With my hands on my face, I start to laugh until tears pour out of my eyes. I’ve glued myself to the damn toilet!“Hayley! ” I yell through my hands and tremble in laughter when she peeks in.“What is it, babe?” She rushes to my side with worry seeping through her pores, which causes me to laugh harder. She rubs her hand over my back trying to console me until I can c ontain myself.“I’m not crying.” I wipe the tears from my face and she arches her eyebrows at me. “Okay, I am crying, but I’m fine. Or I will be. I just need your help.”I explain my dilemma to her, and within seconds she is lying by my s ide on the floor in hysterics. At least I keep my life amusing.“Okay,” she breathes. “Okay. Maybe the package.” She picks it up, but I tell her I’ve already read through it. “Did you follow the instructions?”“I let it cool down a bit to o much I think,” I admit. “Maybe if I run a warm bath it’ll come off.”“So we just need to get you off the toilet.”I nod. “First run the bath.”“We need a first aid kit. Just in case.”“Right.”A first aid kit. For my inner butt. I should probably blog about this.Hayley leaves me as she searches for my stash of antiseptic and band aids. Maybe she’ll find my pride along with it.Love, Always by Yessi Smith Blog Tour htmlShe returns quickly with a handful of crap and a big grin on her f ace. “You’re tweeting about this, aren’t you?”I shrug. “No such thing as TMI on social media.”Hayley puts her hand under my arm and we nod at each other. “Count of three,” she whispers. “One, two, three.”With her help, I stand up hard, taking the toilet lid with me. Well at least I’m no longer stuck to the whole toilet.Hayley looks at me, and I’m afraid I’m going to burst into real tears. I have a toilet lid stuck to my ass.“Well, there’s a fashion statement .” Hayley grins, and I gently sit back down with my new appendage.“Think Adam will notice?” I smile back.“He’ll probably think you’ve been swiping fast food when he’s not looking.”“What am I gonna do, Hayley?” I half - laugh, h alf - cry into my hands.“I have an idea.”I follow her into my bedroom and hold onto the bed frame as instructed while I wait for her to pull the lid off.“Count of three?” she asks and I shake my head.“Surprise me.” I close my eyes and grip my bed tightly.Surprise me she does when she yanks the lid clean off, breaking it into two pieces, and lands on her butt. I’m too tired to yell from the pain, but manage a few giggles when I see my friend holding the broken lid triumphantly over her head like some warped version of the Incredible Hulk.I reach between my legs again and whimper when I feel the glue still there.“That’s what the warm water’s for,” she reminds me.“But what if I get s tuck to the bottom of the tub?”“Don’t let your ass touch the bottom, stupid.”“I’m not the one holding two broken pieces of a dirty toilet, asshole.”Hayley drops the lid with a hard thud and glares at me. “Who glued themselves to that same toilet, dipshit?”“You girls okay?” Max calls through the door.“Yes,” we sing in unison and start to laugh once again.“Warm bath.” I nod, hoping I remember not to let my ass touch the bottom.Love, Always by Yessi Smith Blog Tour html“You want a w ash cloth?” she asks, but then laughs, probably picturing it stuck to me as well.I step into the tub on weak knees and exhale slowly as I get ready to not quite sit in the tub.“Oil!” Hayley exclaims, pulling me out of my tub. She reache s for the box and dumps the rest of the contents on my bathroom countertop, squealing when the small tube of oil falls out.“I’m an idiot.”“World class jackass,” she agrees.“Out.” I push her towards the door but she plops herse lf on the floor adamant to see the grand finale of this performance.I glare at her without much vehemence. I’m far too excited to see if the oil will work. I rub my fingers together with the oil and run them over the glue, which miraculously begi ns to dissolve.I shriek in delight, pouring more oil all over my hand and enthusiastically rid myself of the wax while Hayley snorts behind me.Love, Always by Yessi Smith Blog Tour htmlI'm a Hispanic living in South Florida with my redneck husband from Texas and our "half breed" son, who is actually the reason I started writing agai n after years of celibacy. My son loves stories, but not the kind you can read in an existing book. No, he'd rather make up a story, complete with our own illustrations. So, thank you, Son, for igniting a flame I had let go out. I also live with two dogs: a neurotic Border Collie we call Nitro and a midget Rottweiler named Nisa. I have always found my sanctuary at the beach and in music and writing. I wish I could write rhymes so I could become a famous rapper, but rhyming is completely lost on me. My son s urpassed me in the rhyming game by the time he was four. This is something I am very proud of. I have a Bachelor's degree in Business Management and a Master's in Human Resource Management. I have held several jobs, from picking up dog poop to upper manage ment positions. And now I am hoping to leave the business world behind so I can live full time in a world that does not exist until I place my fingers on a keyboard and bring them to fruition. I published my first book Life's A Cappella last year.Love, Always by Yessi Smith Blog Tour htmlFacebook Twitter Goodreads AmazonAmazon US Amazon UK B&N KoboAmazon US Amazon UK B&N KoboLove, Always by Yessi Smith Blog Tour htmlHOSTED BY:Title: Dom, a man apart Author: Ethan Radcliff Estimated Release Date: Oct 8, 2014 Published by: Bitten Press, LLC Genre: BDSM Erotica ✦✦Synopsis✦✦ In the world of pain and pleasure, Charles Damien Macavoy reigned. He was a man apart, one who require more than most. He was a Master of BDSM. He’d been asked by another Dom and good friend to train the Dom’s current sub and love interest. Charles had trained many, but found himself attracted to his new trainee. He was aware the fascination would wear off, it always did, and he’d returned the trainee to her Master willing and ready to submit. Lurking in the shadows of a world few are accustomed to is evil. Sometimes a thing of beauty has hidden thorns. Sometimes the hunter becomes the hunted.
✦✦About Ethan Radcliff✦✦ I've been writing since I was a kid. I love creating and tried my hand at art, not bad but not good enough. A guy's gotta eat. Through high school I wrote erotic stories, kept them in a notebook, let a few of my girlfriends read them. Yeah, played football, baseball, but my brain never stopped thinking of sex. I guess we think about it all the time. Been on face book for a while never did anything interesting when I was on until I started to see all the writers and then some poets posting their erotic prose. Men who were writing erotic romance and stories, I knew it was my time to get out the old note book and throw on some poems. Some are old and some are new, the ones about BDSM are newer. In high school or college I wasn't on that train of thought. I see a picture it sets me off. A see an attractive women it sets me off. The jiggle of a full ass or heavy breasts, get me going. Yeah, my mind always is on a beautiful face or body.✦✦Social Media Links✦✦ FaceBook ♦ Blog ♦ Twitter ♦ Tumblr ♦ Amazon Author Page ♦ Goodreads ✦✦Purchase Ethan's other books✦✦ The Taming of Molly Jenkings Amazon US ♦ Amazon UK ♦ Kobo ♦ B&N ♦ ITunes The Wait, Britt’s Undoing Amazon US ♦ Amazon UK ♦ Kobo ♦ B&N ♦ ITunes The Magician, Male Escort Parker Hamilton - movie star! That's what the world knows about me. Oscar winner, prominent bloodline, playboy. But there is so much more to me. My friends are my real family, and they are what matters most. But I’d be lying if I said that I’m not concerned about my reputation. Everyone who lives in the spotlight is. Listen, I can play any role - drama, comedy, romance. You name it. I can act my ass off, and I have the proof on a shelf in my office. But when my agent calls me into his office to offer me the role of a lifetime, I am hesitant. Not only would I have to act opposite Chance Steele, the most egotistical schmuck I know, but we would also have to pretend to be intimate. Really intimate. As in gay lovers. Now, don’t get me wrong; I am as open-minded as they come. People can love whom they want, screw whom they want, even marry whom they want. But when you ask me to make out with a dude, pretend to roll around in a bed with him, well, that’s where I draw the line. Maybe. Sometimes lines are blurry. And sometimes lines are just meant to be crossed. Crossing the Line is book 3 of the Taboo Love series and picks up where Unmasking Charlotte left off. As withHey There, Delilah and Unmasking Charlotte, it is a standalone - so don’t worry if you haven’t read them yet - with a HEA. That means no cliffhanger! Oh, and expect to see some of your favorite characters. Contains graphic m/m scenes. Not intended for readers under 18. Andria Large Andria is married and a stay at home mother with two crazy little girls and two psychotic cats. She doesn't go anywhere without her precious iPhone and a purse full of animal crackers. She used to be obsessed with the Backstreet Boys, but now is only mildly obsessed (still goes to every concert when they are in town). She loves cartoons and Disney movies, and can probably recite every line from Dumb and Dumber. Humor is a must in her life; otherwise, it would be completely boring. Pepsi is her weakness, along with anything chocolate. She can’t sing to save her life, but she pretends she can when she is alone in her car with the music blasting so that she can’t hear herself. And don’t mess with her family because she will fuck you up. She loves to read Romance. Paranormal, Scottish, Military, Police, Firefighters, Athletes, Cowboys and M/M are her favorite. She is not so much a fan of YA, though. If you haven’t been able to tell from reading her books, she likes - whether she is reading them or writing them - lots of hot steamy sex. Andria loves her fans and is always willing to chat. She works hard on her books, does not get offended easily, and has a pretty thick skin when it comes to negativity toward her work. She welcomes constructive criticism because she feels that is how one betters themselves, by taking that constructive criticism and using it. Andria’s books are her art, they are pieces of her, and she can only hope that people will like what she does. For those who don’t, she asks that you be respectful of her art. You don’t have to like it, but you don’t have to be mean about it either. M.D. Saperstein Hi! My name is M.D. Saperstein. I am currently a stay at home mom with my two gorgeous kids. I wasn't always a full time mom, though. After graduating from the University of Florida - Go Gators! - I attended law school at Stetson University. I spent the next 10 years practicing law. I also spent some time counseling mental health patients in an out patient psychiatric hospital. But, until having my own children, my most rewarding job by far was licensing families to receive abused and neglected foster children. So, that brings us to today. In my spare time, while my children were napping, I started editing novels for other authors. The more I edited, the more ready I felt to write my own. I just needed a new and exciting story line. Once Hey There, Delilah was conceived, the ball starting rolling very quickly. I hooked up with fellow author Andria Large, and we decided to tackle it together. Best decision ever! I spend most of my free time with my husband and children. But when I get some "me" time, I love to read. Mostly romance and erotica, but I don't discriminate - a good book is a good book, no matter the genre. Joint Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/ Book 1 - Hey There, Delilah Hi, my name is Delilah Sampson, and I am a self proclaimed “frump girl.” My world came crashing down the day I walked in on my boyfriend having sex with my boss, rendering me single and jobless. A new job fell into my lap as the secretary of the gorgeous, rich, powerful, and mighty cocky controlling partner at Santino Law Firm. I spend my days trying to please a demanding boss, keeping my lustful thoughts to myself. Until one night, when my best friend drags me to a club, and I fall for a man whose true identity I will never know. See, at Club Masquerade, everyone wears a mask and a nametag with a fake name. Also, on your nametag is a number that you are assigned when you come into the club, which is linked to an in-house messaging system; no one is permitted to speak, which ensures that identities are kept secret. I meet my lover every Saturday at 9 pm sharp. We text and email constantly when we are not together, and I have somehow fallen in love with him. But, then there is Nick Santino. He is the partner that I can’t keep my eyes off. Unfortunately, the only reason he hired me is because he is not attracted to me and all my frump glory. Fortunately, for me, I am a kick ass secretary, so he keeps me around. Like many men in his position, Nick is used to getting what he wants, when he wants it; all without commitment, of course. So when he finds a woman that he is both physically and emotionally attracted to, he finds himself in unchartered territory – love. And I can do nothing but be jealous from the sidelines – lusting for a man I can’t have, and loving a man I can’t know. Hey there, Delilah is book 1 of the Taboo Love series, in which we tackle the boss/secretary relationship. Each book will be a stand alone with a HEA, but will have a few reoccurring characters. BOOK 2 - Unmasking Charlotte Some say that I'm cynical. Some say that I'm flippant. But I am neither of those things. I am just a realist, who through an unfortunate turn of events, learned the hard way that everything is in fact black or white. At least for me it is, and always will be. But then there is Calvin King. The thorn in my side, the pain in my ass. He is what some would call the perfect man - an imposing businessman, an even more impressive ladies’ man. Every man wants to be him and every woman just wants him. At least that is what I hear. I’m not admitting to anything beyond that. GOODREADS | AMAZON What I do know and will concede to, is that my resolve is tested as soon as I meet Calvin. He ticks every box off my checklist - sexy as sin, tall, dark, rich, intelligent, and funny. My body craves just the thought of him. How can I possibly keep him at arm’s length when he is the only man I want and desire? And it doesn’t help that he kisses like a god and sets my body on fire. Crap! Don’t ask me how I know that, he doesn’t play fair. Most importantly, I can’t let him unmask me, it’s my only defense.Unmasking Charlotte is book 2 of the Taboo Love series and picks up where Hey There, Delilah left off. As with Hey There, Delilah, it is a standalone - so don’t worry if you haven’t read Hey There, Delilah, yet - with a HEA. That means no cliffhanger! Oh, and expect to see some of your favorite characters. Title: Drown Author: Jennifer Rae Gravely Series: Orders of the Sky #1 Genre: New Adult Cover Re-RevealBooze. Brawls. Betrayal. The summer of 1988 changed everything. My parents separated, I left for college, and Stone Harrison lit my world like Apollo streaking across the sky. My obsession and desire for him overpowered all my sense and drained my sensibility as I fought to maintain control over my own destiny. Four years spent in pursuit of degrees and one certain soldier altered my future forever. Can I be the person I am destined to be with him or does a compromise of my soul spoil the perfect ending?Amazon | B&N | Smashwords "Come with me." I grabbed Stone's hand and led him from the table, through the den, and up the stairs to my bedroom. I closed the door behind us. "Ta-da." I flourished my arms wide. "Welcome to my room." "Nice. You've never shown me your room before. Anything else you want to unveil?" Mischief flashed behind his eyes. "Maybe," I teased, touching his arm, "but first…" I skipped to the closet and lifted a box from the top shelf. "Your Christmas present. See, I didn't forget you." I carried the box to the edge of the bed. "I could never forget you." He reached out and put both hands around my waist, pinning me to his body. My knees made like a hot knife through butter—I melted at his touch. My arms went around his neck as his lips consumed mine. Fire jumped from his hands as they slid up to my breasts. Fighting the undeniable undulation of the tide, I pulled away and murmured, "I have to tell you something." "I don't want to know." His lips found my neck. "But—" "Stop talking." He lifted me in his arms and laid me on the bed. The box fell to the floor. "Oh, Andie—I've wanted you so much." Skillfully, he began to unbutton my blouse. His powerful hands gripped my shoulders; his soft lips pressed against my skin. The blouse slid to the floor. "I want you too." I responded, my hands groping for his belt. "Do you?" His kisses ceased and he jerked away. He stared at the nightstand. "Do you," he repeated, "or do you want him?" He picked up the framed picture of Travis—arms encircling my waist, Christmas tree behind us in the background. The glass shattered as he threw it to the floor. Sweet. Sassy. Southern. Born in Ohio but raised in Pickens, SC, Jennifer Rae Gravely graduated from Converse College with a triple major in History, Politics, and English before earning a master's degree in education. Returning to her high school alma mater to teach English and coach volleyball, Gravely's teams won five state championships and seven upper state titles in eleven years. Moreover, the SCACA named her coach of the year for the 2013 season. Jennifer writes about the fictional Southern town of Keowee. The Astraea Press novels, Knight of the Dead and Set to Love, in addition to the short story, "Love and Diamonds," deal with present day Keowee and are contemporary romances. The edgier Drown, published by Blue Tulip Publishing, takes place in the eighties and nineties and is best classified as new adult fiction. She lives with her husband, daughter, seven beagles, and three cats. Jennifer loves to talk beagles, balls, and books! |