Thursday, 31 March 2016

RELEASE BLITZ - The Bad Boy Reformed Series Boxed Set by Alyssa Rae Taylor

Title: The Bad Boy Reformed Series Boxed Set
Series: Bad Boy Reformed #1-3
Author: Alyssa Rae Taylor
Genre: New Adult Romance
 Release Date: March 31, 2016


#1 Raising Ryann

He's the stereotypical fighter- 100 percent alpha male. The kind of guy a girl should avoid at all costs. When he's hired to privately train me, avoiding him isn't an option. Most girls would love to drop their panties, even if it is just to catch a glimpse of his dimpled smile. I won't fall victim to his charm. That's what I tell myself at least, though it's torture when my mind's at war with my body. Something about the tattooed bad boy draws me in. It isn't just the broad shoulders, piercing eyes, and muscular frame that has me entranced. Luke Ryann has a secret. And I plan to find out what it is.

#2 Resisting Ryann

What happens when the person you love becomes threatened by your very existence? How far will you go to keep them safe?

Luke Ryann will do anything to protect the woman he loves, even if it means shattering her heart. When the mystery of his past comes back to haunt him, he leaves Reese behind and enters the life of crime he had worked so hard to escape. When all is said and done, will he be able to get out of this alive, or will he be in over his head?

She's been in love with him since her childhood, but now she questions everything. After Reese Johnson discovers Luke's disappearance has nothing to do with the MMA, she faces a difficult choice. Can she find it in her heart to forgive him? Or will the secrets and lies be too damaging for her to trust again? Will this couple ever have a chance? You know what they say.

Sometimes ... love just isn't enough.

#3 Breaking Ryann

He promised to leave me alone, but that was a lie. I should have known he’d have this pull on me—seeping through my skin and into my bones, burning me from the outside in. It’s just like when we were kids, and I can no longer avoid him. I’ve accepted it, but what will it take to convince him that I am no longer his? Is that really what I want?

I told her I’d leave her alone. But who was I kidding? I’ve never been one to back away from a challenge. He stole my girl—my future—from me. I’m coming back with a vengeance. I’m taking back what he took from me. After all the secrets and lies, can we come back from this? Even if it breaks me, I’ll stop at nothing to protect what’s always been mine.

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He runs a hand over the back of his neck, “Oh, and just so you know, when we train together…” He smirks, then leaning in he whispers against my ear, “I’m the one in control.”

I blink a couple times, opening my mouth to argue, then decide against it.

Pulling away he meets my eyes, “Can you handle that?” He’s still whispering.

I feel my cheeks heat. I want to say, Actually, I don’t know if I can. Instead I answer, “Yeah, I think I can handle it,” in a funny voice that I don’t recognize. The cocky son of a bitch can probably do anything he wants talking to me like that!

His mouth turns up. “Good.”

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USA Today Bestselling author Alyssa Rae Taylor lives in Phoenix, Arizona with her husband, their three daughters, two English bulldogs and a miniature pig. Her hobbies include reading, writing, watching Sam & Dean Winchester, fight off scary creatures on the WB, Sons of Anarchy and reality television. She enjoys stories that tug at her emotions and include lots of sexual tension. Her dream is to travel the world with her husband and children beside her. The first time she started writing, she couldn’t stop, which leads to the publishing of the Bad Boy Reformed Series.

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RELEASE BLITZ - Savage Lover by Kathleen Kelly

Title: Savage Lover
Series: Savage Angels MC #4
Author: Kathleen Kelly
Genre: MC/Contemporary/Erotic Romance
 Release Date: March 31, 2016


Kade Cantrill is a soldier, a nomad without a Chapter to call home. The Savage Angels MC have welcomed him to Tourmaline though he has never felt compelled to stay in one place for long. But that was before he met her. If there’s one person who can convince Kade to stay, it’s Destiny Bennett.

Minions of Death have a new leader, Adriel. Their numbers have increased and he’s going to take back all the business the Savage Angels stole from his club. Adriel intends to start a war and he doesn’t care who or what gets in his way. Least of all, Destiny.

Destiny Bennett has always attracted the bad boys and when she finds herself at the center of an MC war, Kade must act quickly to save her from the wrath of Adriel.

Will this Savage Lover expel his own demons to be the one Destiny needs to heal her brokenness? Or will Kade continue to allow his past to haunt him and extinguish any hope of a happily ever after?

I loved this book. At first it did feel weird as it had various characters point of view. I wanted more of main characters view. But then I came to like each characters and their story. Even being part of Motorcycle Club, they are so sweet and caring. I really liked Kade and Destiny. I loved how he was with her selflessly waiting for her heal. I loved Destiny who tried so hard to come out of what has been done to her. 

I highly recommend this book to everyone who love MC books!!

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Kathleen Kelly was born in Penrith, NSW, Australia. When she was four her family moved to Brisbane, QLD, Australia. Although born in NSW she considers herself a QUEENSLANDER!!

She married her childhood sweetheart and they live in Brisbane with their two furry kids. A British Short Hair called Grace and a Burmese called Jack.

Kathleen enjoys writing contemporary, romance novels with a little bit of erotica. She draws her inspiration from family, friends and the people around her. She can often be found in cafes writing and observing the locals.

If you have any questions about her novels or would like to ask Kathleen a question she can be contacted via e-mail: or she can be found on Facebook.

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COVER REVEAL- Strumming Me by Diemme Black

Title: Strumming Me
AuthorDiemme Black
Genre: Contemporary Rocker Romance
Release Date: April 18, 2016


Sarah has finally escaped the man who almost had her forever but never had her heart, but she's still left hurt and confused. Now she's even more cautious than she was before when it comes to life, and especially men.

Matt Lewis is the guitarist in the band Blacking Out, and while he has women flinging themselves at him every night, the second he sees Sarah he knows his playboy days are over. When he rescues Sarah from her past, he's determined to become her future and he'll stop at nothing to make her his. While Sarah wants to commit to more than just a fling, she's not sure she can ever move past what she's been through.

Matt knows how to play Sarah's body, but can he find the right chord to strike her heart?

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Diemme Black is an author of adult romance novels who loves captivating her readers with stories about real women and masculine men who love them. In writing her books, Diemme gives a voice to women who deserve to be heard and does it in a way that keeps you enthralled and wanting more. And, of course, the romance and erotic scenes are a nice plus.

Diemme has been married to her husband for over a decade and is still madly in love. Diemme lives on the West Coast, likes to travel to all different beach destinations, and loves the sun and the sand. She thoroughly enjoys reading other erotica romance and adult romance novels.

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Black Roses 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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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.

Friday, 25 March 2016

RELEASE BLITZ - The Fire Between High & Lo by Brittainy C. Cherry

Title: The Fire Between High & Lo
Author: Romance Elements #2
Cover Design: Brittainy C. Cherry
Genre: Romance
 Release Date: March 25, 2016


There once was a boy, and I loved him.

Logan Francis Silverstone and I were complete opposites. I danced, and he stood still. He was quiet, while I ran my mouth. He struggled to find a smile, and I refused to frown.

The night I saw the darkness that truly lived inside of him, I couldn't look away.

We were broken together, yet somehow whole. We were wrong together, but always right. We were the stars that burned across the night sky, searching for a wish, praying for better tomorrows.

Until the day I lost him. He threw us away with one hasty decision--a decision that changed us forever.

There once was a boy, and I loved him.

And for a few breaths, a few whispers, a few moments, I think he loved me, too.



Adored it. Breathtaking Romance. I burned for them, their love and their struggle. Alyssa and Logan are best friends. I love how their friendship evolved even in darkness. But have so much in common yet so different. I loved their love, their interaction. OMG, I really loved how Alyssa tried to look past his exterior. many would have given up but not her and that needs strength. Forgiveness can only be given by strong person and she was. I loved how she followed her dream. Her kind spirit touched me. 

I loved Logan/ I loved his broken self. I loved how he loved, passionately, deep and raw. I know he had issues, I sometimes hated him, hated him because he could do so much but I couldn't help but understand him. I so desperately wanted him to find his light. Alyssa was his silver lining. 

Kellen! OMG! He is the best brother one can get! I hope everyone gets one person like him in their life. He never gave up on Logan! He is the definition of family. Family never gives up. Never. I love you Kellen, I love your support. You are very real person for me. 

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Brittainy Cherry has been in love with words since the day she took her first breath. She graduated from Carroll University with a Bachelors Degree in Theatre Arts and a minor in Creative Writing. She loves to take part in writing screenplays, acting, and dancing--poorly of course. Coffee, chai tea, and wine are three things that she thinks every person should partake in! Brittainy lives in Milwaukee, Wisconsin with her family. When she's not running a million errands and crafting stories, she's probably playing with her adorable pets.

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Thursday, 24 March 2016

Venture Forward by Kristen Luciani

Title: Venture Forward
Author: Kristen Luciani
Series: The Venture Series
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Blue Tulip Publishing

Raw. Cold. Detached. Domineering…
Paul Emerson lives life like he f*cks. It’s the only way to survive, to battle the demons forever lurking in his subconscious, to resist succumbing to the darkness that perpetually overshadows his existence. As a ruthless venture capitalist with an insatiable appetite for power and control, he has no tolerance for emotion or any tryst spanning more than a few hours. Feelings equate to weakness and weakness destroys livelihoods.
Driven. Focused. Bitter. Guilty…
Avery Hunter is tormented by what she can’t change, but letting go is never the preferred option. Her successes aren’t nearly enough to fill the gaping void in her heart and soul. No, revenge always begets satisfaction and fulfillment…except when it extinguishes the last source of brightness in her life. Karma is a bitch and irony is her evil twin sister.
Damaged. Rejected. Broken…
The woman who harbors and the man who resists. With so much baggage and even more angst, can their wounded souls finally find solace in one another? Or is their future happiness doomed to be ravaged by the lies and deceit that litter their pasts?
**Venture Forward is an Interconnected STANDALONE in The Venture Series. Each book features a different couple.**


I loved this very much. The book started with a bang and the action begins. As the book started I was engrossed in Avery's life and how much she has achieved and her pain. Paul Emerson is cold, domineering and yet I found him too intense, raw, and too passionate. I loved Avery as well and how she tried to make her name. She was flawed but quick to always realize her mistake. Both of them were broken and I was rooting for them. As and when the story moved forwards, the secrets started coming out, I was scared, so scared that I wanted to shield them the truth. Lol, that's how invested I was. I loved the sexual tension between them, it was so hot that I wanted to push their head together *KISS* lol.

I highly recommend this book who loved to read good story about two broken people trying to avoid falling in love yet can't help gravitating towards each other.
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He’d turned her down. He’d turned her down? What the fuck just happened? She’d been drunk, emotional, probably looking for her friend to comfort her. It was the right decision. Separating himself, when he knew damn well it wasn’t just physical, would be impossible. There was no shortage of excuses not to go and find her.
With a tightly clenched jaw, he launched a rock into the surf. Getting involved romantically guaranteed certain disaster. Hell, without even laying a finger on her, he’d managed to drive her away.
She was so fucking perfect. He couldn’t be the one to ruin her, but desire threatened to overshadow his sensibilities. Could she handle just one night? Could he?
The decision took a split second to make.
Inside the hotel, he approached the front-desk clerk, a guy who looked to be in his early twenties. “I need a room number.”
“Um, sir, I’m afraid I can’t disclose that information. There are privacy laws—”
Fuck the privacy laws. The kid was young, probably making ten dollars an hour behind that desk. Good, it would make his next bet a guaranteed winner. “I get all that. I’m not a crazy person or a stalker. I’ll make it worth your while.” He pulled a crisp hundred-dollar bill from his pocket and slapped it on the counter. “The room number please.”
The clerk’s jaw dropped, and he scouted the desolate lobby. No cameras, no guards to call him out on what he was about to do. “Jeez, um, yeah.” He dropped his voice. “Name?”
“Avery Hunter.”
The clerk punched the keyboard and peered at the screen. “Room 613.”
“Great, thanks.”
Paul waited for the elevator, each passing second giving him pause. What was he going to say to her? That is, if she even answered the door. His stomach rolled at the possibility. Since when did he let a woman have this kind of effect on him? Rejection had never been a concern in the past, but what if he blew his chance?
The elevator painstakingly crept to the sixth floor.
He’d made a fortune off calculated risks. Paul Emerson didn’t run from uncertainty. But this was different. She was different. He didn’t give a damn about the faces behind his investments. If they tanked, he walked away, no lingering feelings, no regrets. Women were no different.
But that defense mechanism was a double-edged sword. It protected him and isolated him at the same time. Could he break down those walls? And what would happen once he’d let her in?
His mouth was drier than the Sahara by the time the doorknob finally turned. Avery’s glossy blonde hair hung loose around her shoulders, lithe body clad in a skimpy tank top and matching shorts. The sight of her pert breasts stretched against the thin fabric caused an intense throbbing in his groin, and he could think of nothing other than peeling her out of those clothes.
“Hey.” A deep flush stained her cheeks. “I’m really sorry about that, um, that whole thing before. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”
“You didn’t. I shouldn’t have let you leave like that.” She was upset because of him. He had no business being there. Talking would just fuck everything up even more. Walk away now!But his legs refused to obey his mind.
“It’s okay. Entirely my fault. I shouldn’t have… I mean, I knew it would mess everything up.“
“It would.” He stepped closer, intoxicated by the sweet scent of her perfume. So captivating… he couldn’t fight it anymore. The barriers crumbled around him, leaving him open, exposed, and vulnerable for the first time in his life.
“I don’t want that to happen.” Her voice was barely a whisper.
“Me either.” He could almost taste her she was so close. His eyes refused to wander from her pained expression, even though the reality of what was looming scared the shit out of him.
“Paul, I—”
Lust won out. He pulled her close until she was firmly wrapped in his embrace; their lips crushed together. Hot. Intense. Hungry. The tangy taste of peppermint enveloped his mouth. Her coiling tongue, so hot against his own, plunged deeper and with wanting, her throaty moan telling him exactly what he needed to know. She wanted this, too.
Avery wound her arms around his neck as they backed into the dimly lit suite. The blonde waves cascading down her back were so soft. His hands were forever lost in that thick mane as his lips trailed the supple skin of her neck. A soft mewl slipped through her swollen lips, the evidence of her pleasure causing his pants to strain against the growing bulge. All control was finally lost, and, for once in his life, he didn’t care. It felt too good, too right.
Her fingers fumbled with the buttons on his shirt, unable to free them fast enough for his liking. Every passing second was sheer torture. He ached to feel her hands somewhere else,anywhere else. Fuck it. He tore at the starched white fabric, buttons popped off and flew through the air.
Cerulean eyes fluttered open, her hooded gaze sending pangs straight to his swollen cock. Her lips curled into a seductive smile as she slid off the shirt. “Okay, my turn.”
Her breasts swelled against the tank top, beckoning him, begging to be touched. He pulled the slinky material over her head, letting it drop to the floor. Everything about her was perfect… so beautiful, so special. She’d wakened parts of his soul that had lain dormant for too long, unearthed the emotions he’d been so careful to keep secure. No, this wasn’t about sex at all. This was different. She was different. Her racing pulse matched his own as his hands molded her soft mounds, his tongue and teeth working the taut pink buds. Every squeal and moan intensified the ache deep within him, but it was such delicious torture. She’d almost slipped right through his fingers, and now that he had her, there was no way he’d let go. Closing the space between them, connecting on a level he’d never experienced — it was all that mattered now.
He looped his fingers into the waistband of her shorts and gently pushed them to the floor. The shreds of self-control that still remained diminished rapidly with each passing second. His tongue traced a path to her navel then lower, brushing the sensitive skin of her inner thighs, inching toward her damp opening. Desire flooded his eager mouth when her body quivered against him, her moans becoming full-fledged pleas for more.
The erection in his pants begged for release, but a little more self-inflicted torment wouldn’t kill him. This had to last. Who knew what would happen in the morning? No, he needed her tonight… all of her. His lips explored every square inch of her body while he tried to calm himself down, the sweet scent of vanilla taunting his nostrils with each breath he took.
“I want you, Paul.” The words, murmured against his ear, sent shivers straight back to his now raging erection. Her fingers fumbled with his belt buckle, finally freeing him. A jolt zipped through his swollen shaft at the intensity of her touch. Stroking, tugging, rubbing… the sensations coursing through him were almost too much to bear.
Coherent thoughts flew out the window. His mind was foggy, clouded with lust, dizzy with need. All focus was on Avery and the way she made him feel. Fuck worrying about tomorrow.He only cared about what was happening right then, and it was so much more incredible than he’d ever imagined. She was everything he needed but never knew he wanted.

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Kristen Luciani is a self-proclaimed momtrepreneur with a penchant for Christian Louboutins, Silicon Valley, plunging necklines and grapefruit martinis.  As a deep-rooted romantic who prefers juicy drama to fill the lives of anyone other than her, she tried her hand at creating a world of enchantment, sensuality, and intrigue, finally uncovering her true passion.  No pun intended…