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Real bad boys can grow up to be real
good men.
 
Hit hard by
the death of her parents, Paige Ryan needs to figure out what to do with her
life. She moves to Whispering Springs, Texas, to be near her step-brother. But
just as she starts to get her life on track, the last man she ever wanted to
see again sends it right back off the rails.
 
Cash
Montgomery was on the cusp of having it all. Three bull riding titles, fame,
fortune and respect from his family. Until a bad bull leaves him injured, angry
and searching for comfort at the bottom of a bottle. With nowhere to go, he
moves into his sister-in-law’s old ranch house in Whispering Springs—which he’s
surprised to find already occupied.
 
As Cash
rebuilds the dilapidated home and Paige starts out on her medical career, their
old friendship begins to reemerge and sparks are ignited. Paige knows that Cash
is nothing but a heartache waiting to happen. But maybe this bad boy has grown
up to be a real good man?
 
Warning: Watch out for falling
lumber, falling in holes, and falling for the wrong guy…again. You can leave
your hard hat on.

 

 

Excerpt

Copyright © 2014 Cynthia D’Alba
All rights reserved — a Samhain Publishing, Ltd. Publication

The soft tap of a footfall on the lowest step had Buster jumping up and off the sofa. He raced to the top of the stairs and let out a welcoming bark.
“Hi, Buster,” Paige said. “I brought you something.”
Buster’s tail wagged briskly. When he turned away from the step, he was carrying a large rawhide bone. He disappeared into the bedroom with his prize.
“I don’t think he’s going to share,” Paige said. “So I brought you something else.”
“Oh?”
“Blueberry cobbler and ice cream. You interested?”
He laughed. It was impossible to be mad at her. Hell, he couldn’t even maintain a fake anger.
“Did you heat the cobbler?”
“You’re kidding, right? Of course.”
He sat up on the couch and she sat down beside him. “Your mom might have mentioned that you had a thing for blueberry cobbler so I thought I’d surprise you.”
He took a bite and moaned. “This is better than Mom’s. Don’t tell her I said that,” he added quickly.
“Our little secret. What are you watching?”
“I have no idea. It’s just on for noise. Why? Is there something you’d like to see?”
“Nope. I was just going to put some music on instead.”
He handed her the remote. “Have at it.” But if she put on some love-song station, he’d have to put his foot down. She didn’t. She flipped immediately to contemporary country.
They ate in silence, him tapping his toe and her bouncing her leg to the music until Faith Hill’s “Like We Never Loved At All” started playing. She stood and held out her hand.
“Dance with me, Cash.”
He swallowed. This was not a good idea. This was the song that they’d danced to all those years ago. Of course he remembered. Every Faith Hill song dredged up memories of what a shit-heel he’d been. But then she smiled and wiggled her fingers. What else could he do?
He stood, took her hand and pulled her into his arms. They swayed to the music, moving in slow steps around and around. She sighed, her warm breath sliding across his neck like silk.
He tightened his arms to pull her closer and…wham! Excruciating pain shot through his injured leg. His left thigh muscle contracted into an unrelenting spasm.
“Shit.” Cash dropped his arms from around Paige and began rubbing his thigh and walking. Every couple of steps, he’d stomp his foot.
“What is it, Cash? What’s wrong?”
“Damn leg. Hasn’t done this in a while, but when the sonofabitch gets a cramp like this, it takes forever to get it to relax.”
“Pull your jeans down and let me rub it.”
He eyed her. Let her rub it? Was she serious?
“Don’t look at me like that. Pull your pants off and sit down.”
When he didn’t immediately do what she ordered, she marched into his bedroom. In a minute, she was back with the top sheet of the bed. “Here.” She tossed the sheet on the leather sofa. “If you’re that bashful, cover up. Although I’ve seen a penis or two in my life.”
She marched away again, but this time to his bathroom and came back with a bottle of hand lotion.
If anything, the muscle spasm was getting worse, not better. Thank goodness, he’d toed off his boots when he’d first sat down to watch television. That left no obstruction to dropping his jeans to the floor. Afterwards, he practically fell back on the sofa.
“Put your leg up on the cushions,” she ordered.
Lowering herself to her knees beside the sofa, she prepared to go to work. She squirted lotion into her hands, rubbed them together and then dug her fingers into the bulging muscle making itself known. Along the edges of the spasm, she worked her thumbs in deep circles, demanding that the cramp give up its control.
The scent of vanilla from the lotion filled the air. He drew in a deep breath and tried to relax.
He studied her, her lower lip sucked between her teeth, her eyes focused on the area giving him so much pain. This was not a Paige Ryan he knew. This was not Doc Ryan’s jail bait. This was a take-charge adult female who knew what she was doing when she worked her fingers into the knotted muscle in his leg.
He groaned. Yes, working out the muscle contraction hurt, but there was also something about having Paige on her knees in front of him. His cock liked that idea too. It began to grow hard and move, as though waving for attention too.
“Sorry,” Paige said. “I know this hurts, but I think I can get it to let go.”
He didn’t bother to correct her misinterpretation of his groan. Instead, he grabbed the sheet she’d thrown on the back of the couch and covered himself. If she noticed, she gave no indication. She appeared to be focused on the pain in the leg and nothing else. Should he be pleased that she was so professional and clinical with her touch, or pissed that she hadn’t noticed the affect she was having on him?
Since he knew beyond doubt that she deserved better than he-who-had-no-future, he decided to be relieved.
It was then that pain in his leg lessened. The cramp eased up. Paige must have felt the change because she lifted his leg, slid under and took a seat on the sofa between his calves.
After resting his leg across her lap, she retackled the area with a renewed sense of purpose, digging deep with her long fingers, forcing the muscle to do what she wanted.
He couldn’t help but be impressed by this strong, forceful woman. She didn’t take no from him or his leg spasm.
And then the leg cramp was gone. He blew out a long breath he didn’t realize he was holding and settled back against the arm of the couch, his breath coming in short, choppy rasps, his eyes shut in relief. It’d been a bad muscle seizure this time, one of the worst ever.
The house renovation was giving him quite a workout, more than he’d had since his run-in with Bad Bob.
“Thanks. That’s better. I think you’ve shown that cramp who’s boss,” he said with a light chuckle.
“Hmm. Looks like you have another congested area that needs a little attention.”
Before her words could register in his brain, she glided her long, soft fingers the rest of the way up his thigh to his throbbing cock. She grasped his length through his briefs.

 


 

 

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Award
winning author Cynthia D’Alba was born and raised in Arkansas. After being gone
for seventeen years, she’s thrilled to be back home living on the banks of an
eight-thousand acre lake. When she’s not reading, writing or plotting, she’s
doorman for her two dogs, cook, housekeeper and chief bottle washer for her
husband and slave to a noisy, messy parrot. She loves to chat online with
friends and fans
 
 
 
 
 

 

$20 Giveaway! ROMAN REUNION by Crystal Jordan!

$20 Giveaway! ROMAN REUNION by Crystal Jordan!

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ROMAN REUNION!


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ROMAN REUNION by Crystal Jordan

Destination Desire #3

Karen Patton’s life is falling apart. She signed divorce papers, quit her job, and moved back to her hometown into an apartment that couldn’t feel less like home. With two weeks of free time before she starts work at the Half Moon Bay Public Library, she’s crawling the walls, trying desperately not to miss the man who chose his career over her.

 

When an old college friend invites her to Italy for an impromptu wedding, she jumps at the chance to focus on something other than her own misery.

 

Tate Patton is doing his best to ignore the divorce papers that just landed on his desk. A rational, reasonable man would sign and be done with it. Instead, he seizes upon a wedding invitation to do something completely impetuous—ignore the papers and fly to Rome.

 

When they lay eyes on each other, the sparks fly as hot as the first time they met. Maybe the more mature versions of themselves can fix what’s broken. Their love is too strong not to try…

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 Excerpt

Dinner was a lesson in torment. Valentina’s grandmother had pushed Karen into the chair next to Tate…and no one in their right mind argued with that woman. Not to mention, Karen had had no desire to bring more attention to the fact that Tate and she were the antithesis of the happy couple Gio and Valentina presented. Tate cast the occasional glance in Karen’s direction, but said little, which should have been comforting, but instead just felt weird. The longer she had to sit next to him, the more surreal the situation became, and the more wine she drank. Not the most mature way to handle things, but she was at a party in Italy. The vino flowed freely.

It was well after midnight by the time Gio poured her into a taxi. He all but shoved Tate in after her, who looked none too sober himself. They tumbled out in front of their hotel, and the world tilted oddly in front of her eyes. She blinked hard, trying to focus enough to get in the door.

“Oooooops,” Tate said, catching her arm when she staggered. A sweet tingle went down her skin. She frowned. There was a reason that should be a bad thing, but she wasn’t really certain what it was. Oh, yes. The divorce.

They bumped into each other a few times on their way to the elevator, and on the fourth bump, she burst into laughter. It echoed in the lobby and she clamped a hand over her mouth, eyes wide. Tate seemed to think that was hilarious because then he laughed too.

“We’re loud,” she whispered, tilting toward him, then back.

He nodded and pushed the button to call the elevator. They collided when they both tried to enter the car at the same time, which made them chortle.

“Whoops. Manners.” Tate waved her in first, then covered his mouth to smother a drunken hiccup. “Ladies first.”

“Thanks.”

Inside, he stared at the buttons with ferocious concentration. “What floor are you on?”

“The third, but they number things weirdly here,” she said knowledgably, proud that she remembered. Right now, she was a bit vague on her own name. “The ground floor is zero.”

“Okay. Good.” His finger circled the buttons a few times before he managed to hit the right one. “I’m on the third floor too.”

“That’s nice.” She hummed a little song as they began to slide upward. Very slowly. She’d never been in an elevator so slow. The only way she knew they were moving was the dial that pinged over to the next floor.

“I wanted to say…you look really pretty tonight. I like your new hair.” He squinted. “Don’t know if I told you that before, but I really, really like it. You’re beautiful, Karen.”

“Thank you. That’s so sweet.” A silly grin spread on her face, and warmth bloomed inside her.

“I have some Prosecco in my room. Got it when I was buying a bottle of wine to bring to dinner.” He swayed as the elevator lurched to a stop on their floor. “Want to share a glass with me?”

“Oooh, Prosecco.” That stuff was like Italian champagne with all kinds of fizzy bubbly goodness. She’d always loved it. “Okay.”

A tiny warning bell went off in the back of her head, but she wanted to feel fizzy and bubbly inside, so she ignored it and followed Tate into his room. They bumped into each other again as he tried to turn and shut the door and they both burst into guffaws.

“Shh,” he said, the sound slurring. “We don’t want to be too loud and get in trouble.”

She nodded sagely. “Then we wouldn’t get to have Prosecco.”

A snigger of laughter came from his nose as he reached around her to lock the door. She ended up pressed against the wood, which was good because her balance wasn’t too great. Tate’s chest slid over hers and that old spark of chemistry that had never really extinguished made her nipples tighten and a rush of heated warmth sluiced down her body. Mmm, and didn’t that feel nice? She closed her eyes to savor the sensation, a grin tipping up her lips.

“I would loooove to know what you’re thinking right now.” Tate’s breath brushed over her neck as he spoke, and it made goose bumps shiver down her skin. That felt nice too. His nose nuzzled into the sensitive spot just below her ear. “You smell so good, Karen.”


CrystalJordanAbout Crystal

Crystal Jordan is originally from California, but has lived and worked all over the United States as a university librarian. An award winning author, Crystal has published contemporary, paranormal, futuristic, and erotic romance with Kensington Aphrodisia, Harlequin Spice Briefs, Ellora’s Cave, and Samhain Publishing.

 

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GIVEAWAY! BEDDING THE BILLIONAIRE  by Virna DePaul

GIVEAWAY! BEDDING THE BILLIONAIRE
by Virna DePaul

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New York Times and USA Today Bestseller Author Virna DePaul brings her readers the love story they’ve been waiting for! The third book in the brilliant Bedding the Bachelors series, BEDDING THE BILLIONAIRE is out now!  Our favorite characters, Lucy and Jamie are finally getting their romance and you do not want to miss a second of it!

BTBBedding the Billionaire by Virna DePaul

Bedding the Bachelors #3

September 1st, 2014

Free-spirited Lucy Conrad enjoys her friends but keeps others at a distance, especially her affluent and judgmental family…and the billionaire she once dated, Jamie Whitcomb. Despite their explosive chemistry, experience has proven she’ll never fit into his world.

Charismatic Jamie enjoys work, women, and wealth. When duty demands he take over running the family business, he jumps in full-throttle; his only regret is Lucy’s refusal to take the ride with him.

Then tragedy strikes and Lucy realizes that in order to gain custody of her orphaned niece, she must prove she can fit back into the high-society world she once rejected. The solution? Accept Jamie’s make-believe marriage proposal, and be seen as the type of mother her niece deserves. Respectable. Controlled. Willing to play the game.

With her faux-fiancé by her side, Lucy exchanges dirty martinis and leather for champagne and silk. But when the passion between Lucy and Jamie only grows greater, they have to make a choice: back away from each other and not get hurt…or risk everything for the kind of love money can’t buy.

 

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Excerpt

One night. No strings attached.”

Wait—what had he just said? Was he seriously offering a one-night stand? Offering to give her his entire body—complete with penetration—for a night, and one night only? But he’d held off before, so why now? Had her actions on stage finally convinced him that she’d never fit into his life? Could it have been that easy?

She stared at him in shock but before she could respond, the house lights went out, plunging the theater into complete darkness, and it was too late. Way too late.

The music started and strobe lights started flashing around the space above the seats. Even with Jamie’s shocking words bouncing around in her head, Lucy gasped at the spectacle happening around her. Smoke and mirrors, she reminded herself. Magic was about illusion…misdirection…mystery. The answers were there, just shrouded in optical illusions and brilliant tricks. But she didn’t care about the logic of the moment. No…the magic was in the mystery. Every time a strobe light went off, it illuminated a different woman, suspended directly over the audience. Each woman was writhing, dancing, seemingly flying without ropes or hoops or any other means of holding them in the air.

And their bodies… The women appeared to be wearing nothing but glimmering, shimmering paint in various sensual colors. Lucy gasped when a strobe light illuminated a woman suspended directly in front of her and Jamie. The light flashed again, and the woman maneuvered her body in a way that brought her close enough that either Lucy or Jamie could have reached out and touched her.

For several minutes, the female bodies above them twisted and swayed in mind-boggling, breathtaking positions. At some point, Lucy realized she was breathing hard and that she’d somehow put her hand on Jamie’s knee.

She automatically tried to jerk her hand away.

But before she could, Jamie covered her hand with his.

One night. No strings attached.

His offer was a temptation she couldn’t put from her mind.

It felt so good to be touching him again. He was warm and strong and God she was getting goose bumps all over just thinking about his hand touching other parts of her body…

He rubbed small circles on the back of her hand with his thumb, sending jolts of electricity all the way up her arm and down her spine. The show was enthralling, but doubly so when combined with Jamie’s touch.

He turned his hand over, so his palm was facing up, and before she knew what was happening, she was caressing it with feather light touches of her thumb and fingers. She had the overwhelming urge to pick up his hand and kiss it, to run her tongue along his lifeline…

Instead, she caressed his hand the way she wanted to caress the rest of him. His entire body tensed when she traced between his fingers and she could tell by the way he shifted in his seat that he was as turned on as she was.

She couldn’t stop her mind from replacing the acrobatics of the dancers in the show with those of hers and Jamie’s bodies, bending and twisting and writhing as they kissed and touched one another.

Her breaths quickened and she felt so hot she knew her whole face had to be fire engine red. The more he stroked her palm, and the more forcefully he did it, the hotter she got.

Lucy’s world became focused on Jamie. They were in public but also very much alone.

In the dark.

Surrounded by eroticism. Artistry. Poetry.

Magic.

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virnaauthorpic About Virna

Virna DePaul is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of steamy, suspenseful fiction.  Whether it’s vampires, a Para-Ops team, hot cops or swoon-worthy identical twin brothers, her stories center around complex individuals willing to overcome incredible odds for love.

 

Bedding The Wrong Brother is a #1 Bestselling Contemporary Romance and USA Today Bestseller, and is followed by Bedding The Bad Boy. Her PNR series with Random House includes Turned and Awakened. She loves to hear from readers at  www.virnadepaul.com

 

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The first two Bedding the Bachelors books in Audio

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Bedding The Wrong Brother by Virna DePaul

Bedding the Bachelors, Book 1 

 

Melina Parker prides herself on being a lady in public, but after she’s dumped yet again for being a lady in the bedroom, she’s ready to go back to school.

 

Determined to find her inner sex drive, she enlists her childhood friend Max Dalton, to tutor her after hours.

 

Instead, she ends up in the wrong bed and gets a message in passion from Max’s twin brother, Rhys Dalton, a man Melina’s always secretly wanted by never thought she could have.

 

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BTBBBedding the Bad Boy

by

Virna DePaul

Bedding the Bachelors #2

 

This bad boy is ready to work some magic…

Identical twin and Las Vegas performer Max Dalton has always been the number one bad boy in his family, and he’s appreciated the women and fame that comes along with his reputation.

Grace Sinclair is on a mission when she comes to Vegas, one that involves asking Max, her best friend’s brother-in-law, to give her the pleasure no man’s ever been able to. She suspects Max has more layers than he lets people see, but she’s determined to keep her heart safe even as she offers him her body.

What neither of them plan on is love—or the triangle the media stirs up with Max’s blonde bombshell actress friend.

Will Grace see beyond Max’s bad boy façade long enough to trust him with her heart? And will Max figure out what he really wants before he loses the one woman who makes him believe in love again?

 

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Guest Post & Giveaway! HARD ACT TO FOLLOW by K. Vale

Guest Post & Giveaway! HARD ACT TO FOLLOW
by K. Vale


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Shooting Stars #3

Kyrie is an actor with a physical aversion to telling lies, a one-eyed cat, and horrible taste in men. His ex-brother-in-law and best friend, Greg, harbors a secret crush he can’t shake. After denying his feelings for Kyrie for too long, Greg finally gives in to desire one drunken night. Come the morning, the facts get twisted. Kyrie pretends he doesn’t remember a thing—a lie that eats him alive—and Greg can’t stop thinking about how he screwed up the best thing in his life.

Before they can clear the air, Kyrie follows his dreams to New York City, but could he also be running away?

A mistake from Kyrie’s past detonates their silence, and Greg is forced to confront the man he loves. Is their new truth strong enough to support a relationship, or are they doomed to crumble under old fears? Their friendship could evolve into something a million times stronger, but maybe Kyrie’s act is just too hard for Greg to follow.


 

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Excerpt:

Wonder if Greg still has the mug I gave him in return. World’s Okayest Lawyer.
With a sigh, Kyrie dropped the mug back into the box and then turned to Liv. He needed to break the sudden spell of melancholy the memory wove around him.
“Hey, you know what happens when they give lawyers Viagra?”
Liv looked up from her most recent tape catastrophe and tilted her head, unsmiling. “What?”
“They just get taller.” Kyrie snorted at his own joke out of obligation, while Liv wrinkled her face in disgust.
“You’d get taller, too, you dick. You’re both dumb.”
Kyrie grabbed a throw pillow off the couch and bounced it off her head.
“Seriously! You’re gonna move to another state and wash your hands of your best friend?”
“You’re my only best friend now. You should be glad the competition’s been knocked out.”
“Fuck that. With friends like you, Kyrie Li…” She didn’t finish the thought, but walked back to the kitchen. Kyrie followed her, standing in the doorway as she rummaged in the pots and pans cupboard.
“Hey—I’m not the one who started it. He freakin’ insulted me.”
“Yeah? So? You did the same by the sound of it.” Liv didn’t bother to look up at him.
“That’s not how friends are supposed to act!”
She stood holding a stack of cookware and glared at him. “They aren’t supposed to suck each other’s cocks, either, so maybe you need to reevaluate your relationship. You’re acting like a whiny bitch. I’m surprised my tampon stash isn’t shrinking, the way you’ve been lately.”
“Huh!” Kyrie took a step toward her, indignation leaving him without a comeback.
“Is this how friends act? Oh, yeah! They fucking do! They tell each other when they’re being ball sacs. And you, my friend, are the king of testicles!” She dropped the pots into an empty box with a clatter and then straightened with hands on her hips. “As far as I can tell from your play-by-play of the party, Greg was trying to do a nice thing. Yeah, he called you out on some dumb moves you’ve made. I’ve done the same. Hell, isn’t he allowed to, after you dragged him with you to see Spencer? At least he’s being freaking honest, Kyr!”
Kyrie recoiled. He sat with a thump on one of their mix and match country kitchen chairs.
“He said…” Kyrie wiped a hand over his mouth as all the fight instantly drained from him leaving nothing but fatigue. “He said he wanted to forget it all. Move on and not look back.” His hand was cold and he held it against a burning cheek.
“He flat-out said he wants to forget sleeping with you?”
Kyrie sighed, dragged it out hoping to expel the misery that constantly gnawed at him lately. “No. We didn’t mention it, exactly… It’s like we both know, but neither of us wants to say anything.”
“Then you don’t know for sure what he’s thinking. And maybe he does wanna just… move on and get past it. But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t still care about you. Are you really willing to erase everything you guys had together because of one night? Because of one stupid argument?” She pulled out a rickety wooden chair at the scarred table and sat down next to him. “I mean, I’d think he’d be the most traumatized by all this. If straight Greg can get over it, can’t you?” Liv reached for Kyrie’s hand and squeezed his fingers. He looked up at her, hating the sheen over his vision.
“I don’t know, Livy.” He shook his head, sniffed, and swiped at a treacherous tear clinging to a lower lash. “What if I can’t get over him getting over it?”
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JRGPThe ABCs of Romance: G is for Girls by Kimber Vale

Hi, everyone! Kimber Vale here cranking out my ABCs of Romance. Today, I bring you the glorious letter G, and G is for girls.

Yes, I write MM romance. Yes, I’m here to pimp my latest gay romance of the male variety. Yes, I just said you can’t have a romance without girls.

Say what? Who the hell do I think I am?

Well, for one, I’m a girl. I’m a girl who reads. I read straight romance, and horror, and mysteries, and the occasional book off Oprah’s list when my mom makes me. Mostly, I read MM romance because mostly that’s what I write.

I love it. I love guys falling in love with other guys. I’m not going to analyze why (I also love the word analyze right there); that’s a post of another color. What I don’t love in my MM, though, is women who suck, or the absence of women altogether in a contemporary romance. This is just a wild and wacky estimate on my part, but I’d say the world is made up of about half men and half women. Mind you, I’m not a scientist. Yes, there are people who identify one way or the other or sometimes both ways. All good. Also a post for another time. My point here is, the real world is crawling with chicks. Most of them are pretty cool (again, not a scientific study on my part, just a gross observation). So, when I read a MM book where there are somehow nothing but gay guys and it doesn’t take place in an alternate world, I’m…well…pissed. It’s just not statistically accurate.

And, yeah, there are witchy women out there. We can all name some. Feel free to call them out in the comments. No—I’m just kidding! Okay, if you really want to, but it wasn’t my idea. No. Bad. Bad plan.

Back to my point. Cool chicks are great and I like to read them and write them. I have a cool chick in my new release Hard Act to Follow. Okay, Liv’s a bit cantankerous, but she’s fun and genuinely sweet “under her thick layer of bitch” as my MC Kyrie says. Besides, she only dishes out what her roommate, Kyrie, deserves. Someone needs to tell him to pull his head out of his ass, right?


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About K

K. Vale writes erotic romance of all stripes, from hot hetero to mouthwatering manlove. Find her MF work published under Kimber Vale. Come for the sex. Stay for the story. Stalk Kimber on Facebook and Twitter @KimberVale, and check her site for updates, new releases, and freebies at http://www.authorkimbervale.com. The blog: http://www.kimbervale.me.

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Giveaway Blitz! WOUNDED by Shannon Mayer

Giveaway Blitz! WOUNDED by Shannon Mayer

Wounded by Shannon Mayer
(A Rylee Adamson Novel, Book 8)
Paranormal Romance
Date Published: September 9, 2014

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“My name is Rylee and I am a Tracker.”
When children go missing, and the Humans have no leads, I’m the one they call. I am their last hope in bringing home the lost ones. I salvage what they cannot.
The clock is ticking and I can feel the weight of the final battle with the demon hordes looming over my head. The puzzle pieces are becoming clearer, but the casualty list is growing. And with each name that is added to those we’ve lost, my confidence cracks a little more.
Yet there is hope.
A child saved.
A life lost.
A prophecy fulfilled.

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GIVEAWAY & Interview with PORTLAND STORM series Author Catherine Gayle!

GIVEAWAY & Interview with PORTLAND STORM series
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Cover Reveal & Giveaway from SPIRIT AWAKENED Author Cyndi Faria!

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GIVEAWAY! THE BEAUTIFUL ASHES by Jeaniene Frost!

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