Today we're spotlighting If Forever Comes, the stunning conclusion of A.L. Jackson's Regret series. A.L. Jackson does it again. Just when you think she's evoked every single emotion humanly possible from your mind, heart and body - you are so wrong. She will torture, wreck, and ruin (darn you A.L. darn you for another ugly cry) you again when a devastating event tears Christian and Elizabeth's family apart. If Forever Comes is a Must Read if you love A.L. Jackson's very real and very honest love stories - beautiful, heartbreaking, and unforgettable.If you haven't read this series and love stories that rip your heart out, only to then slowly, painfully, deliciously put it back to together - read the Regret series today! Your heart will thank you! "That woman belongs to me. She always has and she always will. Don’t think for a second you can take her from me. She will love me until the day she dies.”
- If Forever Comes by A.L. Jackson I stood in the hush of the darkened room, the long drapes pushed to the side as I leaned with one hand pressed to the wall just at the side of the window. I stared out, watching as winter pressed down on the city. Snowflakes fluttered toward the ground as they were set free from the inky sky. Through the haze, lights glimmered, and far below, the city was still alive even though night had grown late.
My past seemed to echo from the streets, the memories so thick they almost seemed alive.
I looked over my shoulder and let my eyes wander over the one who inhabited them all.
Elizabeth lay facing me, twisted just to the side, her blonde hair spread out over the pillow where she rested her head. Her chest lifted and fell in a slow cadence, her soft breaths released into the air.
The deepest kind of devotion quickened my heart and pumped fiercely through my veins.
Sometimes it was hard to believe we’d come this far, that this beautiful girl lying across the room from me had been strong enough to forgive me for the greatest mistake I’d ever made, that she was good enough to look past my failure, and that she had the capacity to lie there now, lost in sleep, free of fear and full of love.
A wistful smile tugged at my mouth as my gaze traveled over her perfect body. She wore a short nightgown, the creamy material bunched up over her hip, the length of her legs fully exposed. One arm was draped over her head, and the other was stretched across the sheets in the spot where I had held her in my arms as she’d fallen asleep.
Emotion squeezed my lungs, knocked at my ribs, just as strong as the desire that lifted in a crushing swell before it settled as a subdued ache in the pit of my stomach.
Elizabeth would never stop stealing my breath.
Only because she possessed my soul.
As if she felt the intensity of my stare, she stirred. Those brown eyes blinked open as she adjusted to the dimness in the room. A soft, sleepy smile crept to her lips when she found me watching her in the shadows. She ran her hand over the sheets on my side of the bed. “What are you doing way over there when you’re supposed to be in bed with me?” she whispered.
“Just thinking.”
She lifted up onto her elbow. “And what are you thinking about?”
My mouth tipped up in a slow grin as I made my way over to her. She rolled onto her back just as I crawled over her, bracing myself on my hands and knees.
“Thinking about you. What else would I be thinking about?” I trailed the back of my index finger down her cheek and along the underside of her jaw. At her chin, I twisted my hand to drag my fingers all the way down her neck to the cleft between her breasts.
A soft breath parted her lips.
“You consume me, Elizabeth,” I said. “Every second.”
Trembling, she reached up to cup my jaw. “Always.”
That word shot straight through me, her touch a firestorm that singed me from the inside out.
And she had it right. I wanted her. Always.
I pressed my hands into the bed on either side of her head, dipped to caress her mouth with mine in the same second her fingers wove through my hair. I could feel her heart hammering, pounding just as hard as mine, this thrum of need spinning through us with the slightest touch.
It’d always been that way.
Always.
I rocked and Elizabeth moaned, our bodies pitching and lifting and seeking, the soft skin of her inner thighs like strokes of fire as they brushed against mine. Our tongues caressed and every last inch of my body hardened.
God, there was nothing in this world that felt so good.
I pulled back, one hand gripping the fabric at her hip as I searched her face.
“Elizabeth, I don’t want to wait. I know that’s what we planned, but being here, in this city, it just makes me think of all the time I wasted, and I don’t want to waste any more.”
Shock rolled through her, and brown eyes snapped up to lock on mine. “What do you mean?”
“All of it, Elizabeth…waiting to get married…waiting to add to our family. I want it all…and now…because I want it with you.”
“Christian—”
“Don’t say anything now. I just want you to think about it.”
She grabbed my face. “I don’t need to think about it. I’m ready for this. Ready for us to move on.”
Relief and joy escaped me in a throaty groan. It was all I wanted, to spend my life with her, to spend it with our daughter, to live for my family, to watch grow.
“Oh my God, Elizabeth.” I dropped to my elbows, brought us closer, our kiss frenzied between our words.
“Christian.”
“I love you so much…so much.”
I sucked at her bottom lip, kiss her at the edge of her perfect mouth, dropped to feast along the line of her jaw.
My nose got lost behind her ear, in her hair, in the softness of her skin.
I burned.
Elizabeth arched, silently begged.
I rose to one elbow and grabbed her left hand, kissed the ring she allowed me to place on her finger. “Forever,” I promised against it.
Her heart thudded a little more. “Forever,” she said.
And I couldn’t wait for forever to begin.
Regret Series Book Summaries and Purchase Links | People come into our lives. Some stay, and many go. Some build us up, while most tear us down. They become our friends, our enemies, our lovers, our tormentors.
Christian Davison came into mine, and I knew I’d never be the same.
To Elizabeth Ayers, New York City had always been a dream. She’s worked her entire young life to make it here.
Groomed to one day take over his father’s law firm, attending Columbia University was Christian Davison’s only option.
Neither wanted anything more until they sat across from each other at a café table after being paired as study partners.
Christian wants her, but Elizabeth knows better than to give into their intense attraction. Yet there is little she can do to stay away. | There are some mistakes we make that we will regret for the rest of our lives. For Christian Davison, it was the day he betrayed Elizabeth Ayers. For five years, Christian has regretted the day he walked away from his family and will do anything to win them back. Can Elizabeth forgive someone who has committed the unforgiveable? Or are there some wounds that go so deep they can never heal? | Christian Davison’s life is complete. With a ring on Elizabeth’s finger and his daughter at his side, he’s ready to run headlong into their future.
Elizabeth Ayers never believed she would again find this kind of joy—the joy of a family and the wholeness found in the touch of the man she’s always loved.
Their love is intense and their passion only grows as they set out to rediscover each other.
But life is never easy.
Rocked by the unforeseen, Christian and Elizabeth will find themselves fighting for the one thing they hold most important—family. | "You are my start and you are my finish, the one who's going to be there for everything in between."
If Forever Comes by A.L. Jackson
Author Bio: Meet A.L. Jackson!  A.L. Jackson is the New York Times bestselling author of Take This Regret and Lost to You, as well as other contemporary romance titles, including Pulled and When We Collide.
She first found a love for writing during her days as a young mother and college student. She filled the journals she carried with short stories and poems used as an emotional outlet for the difficulties and joys she found in day-to-day life.
Years later, she shared a short story she’d been working on with her two closest friends and, with their encouragement, this story became her first full length novel. A.L. now spends her days writing in Southern Arizona where she lives with her husband and three children. Her favorite pastime is spending time with the ones she loves.
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We're excited to spotlight Laurelin Paige's bestselling debut Fixed series.We absolutely love, love, LOVE Hudson and Alayna's love story - filled with everything we want and need from a romance - two tormented and complex characters, a hot as hell alpha male, a smart and sassy female lead who owns her sexuality and her flaws, an angsty plot with evil (like you want to run them over with a car kind of evil) secondary characters, and oh yeah, did we mention it is scorching?! So smoking hot we swear steam was coming out of our ereader because ladies, Hudson Pierce is YUM!
Today we have sexy excerpts from Fixed on You and Found in You and a Giveaway to win a SIGNED copy of BOTH. Note: Although this is a series, there is resolution in each book and no cliffhanger!  I finished the transaction with Regular and slid down the bar to take care of the suit at the end of the counter.
“Now what can I get…you…?” My words trailed off as my eyes met the suit’s, the air leaving my lungs, suddenly sucked out by the sight that met me. The man…he was…gorgeous.
Incredibly gorgeous.
I couldn’t look away, his appearance magnetizing. Which meant he was exactly the type of man I should avoid.
After the numerous heartaches that had dotted my past, I’d discovered that I could divide the men I was attracted to into two categories. The first category could be described as fuck and forget. These were the men that got me going in the bedroom, but were easy to leave behind if necessary. It was the only group I bothered with anymore. They were the safe ones. David fell into this category.
Then there were the men that were anything but safe. They weren’t fuck and forget—they were, “Oh, fuck!” They drew me to them so intensely that I became consumed by them, absolutely focused on everything they did, said and were. I ran from these men, far and fast.
Two seconds after locking eyes with this man, I knew I should be running.
He seemed familiar—he must have been in the club before. But if he had been, I couldn’t imagine that I’d have forgotten. He was the most breathtaking man on the planet—his chiseled cheekbones and strong jaw sat beneath perfectly floppy brown hair and the most intense gray eyes I’d ever seen. His five o’clock shadow made my skin itch, yearning to feel the burn of it against my face—against my inner thighs. From what I could see, his expensive three-piece navy suit was fitted and of excellent taste. And his smell—a distinct fragrance of unscented soap and aftershave and pure male goodness—nearly had me sniffing at the air in front of him like a dog in heat.
But it wasn’t just his incomparable beauty and exquisite display of male sex that had me burning between my legs and searching for the nearest exit. It was how he looked at me, in a way that no man had ever looked at me, a hungry possessiveness present in his stare as if he not only had undressed me in his mind, but had claimed me to be sated by no one ever again except him.
I wanted him instantly, a prickle of fixation taking root in my belly—an old familiar feeling. But that I desired him didn’t matter. The expression on his face said that he would have me whether I wanted it or not, that it was as inevitable as if it had already happened.
It scared the hell out of me. The hair on my skin stood up as witness to my fear.
Or perhaps it rose in delight.
Oh, fuck.
 My hand held tight to my purse while the other absentmindedly clutched at the blue fabric of my dress, a short A-line that hedged the border of professional and sexy. It was the type of outfit I always wore at The Sky Launch, the night club where I worked as an assistant manager. The night club Hudson owned. The place I’d met him.
A memory flashed through my mind of the first time I’d seen him sitting at the end of the club’s bar, of how he took my breath away. I’d known then I should’ve run. But I didn’t. And now, I couldn’t be more grateful.
He took my breath away now like he did then. With a meek smile, I braved breaking the silence. “You’re awake.”
“I thought it would be best to be waiting for you when you got here, so that you wouldn’t be disoriented.”
“But you should be sleeping.” As president of Pierce Industries, a multi-billion dollar company, his hours conflicted with mine at the club. Coming over in the middle of the night, when his daily wake-up time was six in the morning—what was I doing? How could our two very separate lives ever be compatible?
No, I wouldn’t think that way. That was an excuse to deny myself happiness. And Hudson and I both deserved some happiness, for once in our lives.
The object of my desire stood and crossed to me, lifting the hand that held my purse. “I slept. Now I’m awake.” That simple touch quieted my trepidation to a dull buzz, easy to ignore under the thud of my heart. That’s what Hudson did to me, overwhelmed and astounded me in such a beautifully delicious way.
He took my purse from me and moved to set it on the end table.
Without his contact, my nerves returned and mindless small talk slipped from my lips. “I’ve never been in a penthouse before. Unless you count the loft.” The loft above his office, the place where he’d fucked me to oblivion. Thank god the dark room hid my blush. “This is beautiful, H.”
“You’ve barely seen any of it.” He didn’t cringe at my absurd nickname for him. Perhaps he was getting used to it.
“But what I can see…” My eyes scanned the expansive living room, noting the ornate detail of the architecture and the simplicity of the styling. “It’s incredible.”
“I’m glad you like it.”
“It’s much different than I expected. Not like the loft. That’s what I thought it would be like.” The loft was black and leather, masculine and strong. This place was white and light—I could tell that even in the low glow of the lamp and the moon.
“Alayna.”
My name on his tongue sent goose bumps to the surface of my skin. How could he still do that to me? Turn me on with just a word? Turn me into knots so easily?
“The furniture is so different, too.” Nervousness drove me to talk, avoiding the connection we’d make the minute I gave in. I stepped toward the white sofa and ran my hand across the expensive upholstery. “But Celia decorated this place too, right?”
His body tightened. “She did.”
Celia Werner, his childhood friend and ex-fiancée. Well, not really, but practically. Why had I brought her up? Was I trying to destroy us? Celia had been a constant source of tension in our relationship since Hudson had hired me to convince his mother that we were together. Sophia Pierce, believing her son was incapable of love, thought a pairing with the daughter of her good friends the Werners was a perfect match for Hudson. Even if he couldn’t feel anything for her, Celia could at least keep him in line—keep him from getting in trouble with his addictions.
Except it turned out Hudson could love. And during our ruse, he’d fallen in love with me.
Still, Hudson had something with Celia, a bond that fueled my jealousy. Deflecting, I moved to the windows. “The view here… “
“Alayna.”
I pressed my face against the glass and looked down to the world far below. “It’s gorgeous.”
Hudson came up behind me, his warmth emanating against my back even though he hadn’t yet touched me. “Alayna, look at me.”
Slowly, I turned to him.
He lifted my chin up, forcing me to meet his eyes. “You’re nervous. Don’t be. I want you here.”
His words were the consolation I needed, sending calm over every part of my worry like a blanket smothering a fire. “Are you sure?” I’d been eased, but I wanted more where that came from. “You’ve never brought a woman here before, have you? It’s weird, isn’t it?”
His thumb stroked my cheek, my skin awakening under his caress. “It’s different, because I haven’t brought a woman here, but it’s not weird. And I am completely sure that I want you to be here.”
I thrilled at the confirmation that I was the first woman he’d allowed in, the first woman he’d make love to in this house. “Me, too. I mean, I’m sure that I want to be here.” His gaze burned into me. I could get lost there forever and that scared me just enough.
Looking for a way to keep myself, for only a moment longer, I glanced over at the room connected to the living room. “What’s over there? Is that the dining room?”
“I’ll give you a tour in the morning.” He brought his other hand up to cradle my face, capturing my eyes again with his.
“A tour in the morning,” I repeated. And there I went—lost to him. “But not now.”
“No, not now. Now I want to welcome you to my home.” His mouth crashed into mine, taking me to dizzying heights that put the view behind me to shame. His lips sucked my own before his tongue slid inside my mouth with delicious strokes that threw me off balance, provoking me to throw my arms around his neck and hold on for dear life.
Fixed Series Book Summaries and Purchase Links | Stalking and restraining orders are a thing of Alayna Wither's past. With her MBA newly in hand, she has her future figured out--move up at the nightclub she works at and stay away from any guy who might trigger her obsessive love disorder. A perfect plan. But what Alayna didn't figure on is Hudson Pierce, the new owner of the nightclub. He's smart, rich, and gorgeous--the kind of guy Alayna knows to stay away from if she wants to keep her past tendencies in check. Except, Hudson's fixed his sights on her. He wants her in his bed and makes no secret of it. Avoiding him isn't an option after he offers a business proposition she can't turn down and she's drawn further into his universe, unable to resist his gravitational pull. When she learns Hudson has a dark history of his own, she realizes too late that she's fallen for the worst man she could possibly get involved with. Or maybe their less than ideal pasts give them an opportunity to heal each other and finally find the love their lives have been missing. | Alayna Withers has only had one kind of relationship: the kind that makes her obsessive and stalker-crazy. Now that Hudson Pierce has let her into his heart, she’s determined to break down the remaining walls between them so they can build a foundation that’s based on more than just amazing sex. Except Hudson’s not the only one with secrets.
With their pasts pulling them into a web of unfounded mistrust, Alayna turns to the one person who knows Hudson the best—Celia, the woman he almost married. Hoping for insight from someone who understands all sides of the story, Alayna forms a bond with Celia that goes too far—revealing things about Hudson that could end their love for good.
This is the first relationship where Alayna hasn’t spiraled out of control. And she might lose Hudson anyway… | Signed Giveaway: Paperbacks of Fixed on You and Found in You!
Moore to Lose by Julie A Richman is a powerful sequel to Searching for Moore . In this well written and beautifully steamy continuation, we see Mia's journey back to Schooner. You will laugh, you will cry and you will not be able to put Mia's story down until the very last page. "I want to fuck you in my office right before class and have you sitting in my class with my come dripping out of you and only you and I know that."
- Moore to Lose by Julie A Richman She smiled and lunged at him, pushing him down on his back and straddling him. Before he could even speak, she began to do to him what he had been doing to her. Slowly rubbing herself along the head and shaft of his cock. But now she was controlling it - the speed, the pressure, the movement. When the head of his cock reached her opening she let just the tip dip into her warmth and then pulled off of him and she did it again and again and again.
Grabbing her by her hips, he looked into her eyes, "I can't wait any longer."
"Wuss," she smiled, teasing him.
And he gave her his dangerous smile back and rammed her down hard on his cock, penetrating her fully.
Mia gasped, her eyes widening at the infiltration.
Holding her down tight, he continued to drive up into her, "Feel like a wuss to you?"
Mia shook her head no and closed her eyes to concentrate on the exquisite feeling of being filled by this beautiful man.
She heard her own moaning and smiled. Opening her eyes, she looked down at Tom, "What are you doing to me?"
"Fucking the crap out of you."
 Continuing the fight for their happily ever after that began in Searching for Moore, Schooner Moore and Mia Silver struggle to overcome the ghosts and baggage they accumulated during their time apart.
Exploring the missing 24 years when they were separated, Moore to Lose follows Mia's journey from heartbroken teen to kickass businesswoman to her emotional reunion with Schooner and the exploration of the love that was ripped from them.
But is their love really strong enough to overcome the damage of those missing 24 years or will they continue to be ripped apart by pasts that can't be changed?
This is Book 2 in the Needing Moore Series. This is not a stand alone book. It is meant to be read after Searching for Moore.
"Just think, in the building across the way or in the corner apartments that jut out, some guy is looking at your gorgeous tits and wishing he was sucking on them. He's watching me strip you and he's getting rock hard just watching you."
- Moore to Lose by Julie A Richman  Attended by reality TV star wannabes and Southern California social climbers, Schooner Moore knows the party his wife is throwing for his forty-third birthday has little to do with him and everything to do with her social standing in Orange County. The evening turns out to hold more surprises than just his wife's Botoxed friends groping at his privates, when a conversation with his old college roommate, Beau, reveals the biggest surprise of the night.
Beau has had contact on Facebook with Mia Silver. Just hearing her name sends Schooner into a tailspin, as he is now just a Friend Request away from the one who got away when she disappeared without a goodbye, leaving him wondering why she left.
A serial failure at romance, Manhattan boutique ad agency owner, Mia, gets a blindside of her own when a Facebook Friend Request from first love, Schooner, appears in her email. Going with her gut reaction, Mia hits accept, propelling her past to catch up with her in a New York minute, as a forceful Schooner is determined to understand what tore them apart and to explore the possibility of a second chance at love.
From a 1980's Southern California college campus and a devastating first love to present day New York City, Searching for Moore explores how technology has eradicated the divide between our past and our present, and asks whether you would give up everything to reconnect with The One in a single keystroke?
"Oh Baby Girl, you were the one who taught me I didn't need any masks. You were the first person in my entire life that I felt comfortable enough to reveal myself to. And yes, I did have an obligation to you - and that was to protect you because I loved you. And I failed."
- Moore to Lose by Julie A Richman Needing Moore Series "I am going to fix this. I am going to make this right. We are going to have our happiness. I am putting this back on track - the way it was suppose to be."
- Moore to Lose by Julie A Richman Meet more of the cast of the Needing Moore Series HERE Get to know Mia Silver in a fascinating interview and read an excerpt to Searching for Moore HERE
Nicole Edwards' Chasing Dreams' Blog Tour kicks off with us today! This is book one of her new rockstar series - Devil's Bend. True to any Nicole Edwards' book, it's smoking hot, with great chemistry and gripping story development between Tessa and Cooper.Enjoy some teasers and enter to win a Signed Paperback! Open Internationally! PLUS, a Huge Blog Tour Giveaway to win Signed Paperbacks, $100 giftcards, & SWAG!  Cooper Krenshaw knows what it’s like to feel the bright lights upon him, the sound of the crowd roaring when he walks on stage; after all, he happens to be one of the biggest names in country music at the moment. And he has knowingly just dropped off the grid. The first decision he has made on his own in quite some time. Cooper only thought he was looking for a challenge when he walked off of that concert stage in Chicago. After finding himself in Devil’s Bend, Texas, he soon realizes that the dream he’s been chasing might not be the one he was after all along.
Now he’s found himself not only starting over in a new town, but he’s pretty sure he’s met the toughest challenge of his life... she just happens to be an angel in blue jeans.
Tessa Donovan hasn’t been the best of friends with Fate for quite some time now. Owning and operating The Rusty Nail, a small bar in her hometown of Devil’s Bend, has been enough to keep her going through the motions of her life. But it’s the only thing she’s got. After losing her husband fifteen short months after they were married, Tessa has spent the last four years chasing dreams in order to maintain her sanity. Only those dreams are soon ripped right out of her grasp by a sexy country music star who claims he descended on her small town by accident.
Coincidence? Or has Fate stepped in once again? Whatever the case, Tessa knows the handsome cowboy might get to overtake her dreams, but she’s bound and determined that he won’t take her heart.
Teasers: Meet Tessa and Cooper
(Click on each teaser pic for larger image) Author Bio: Meet Nicole Edwards  Nicole lives in Texas with her husband, Colt, three kids and four dogs. It's quite the household and most of the time you'll find her locked away in her office... writing. When she's not, you'll likely find her reading, swimming, or hanging out in the yard with the dogs, doing her best to keep them in line. (And no, it doesn't usually work)
Ever want to let that other part of you loose? The part that has secret desires and taboo fantasies? Well, that's what brought about Nicole Edwards. She's an alter ego. In truth, she's a full-fledged part of me. The secret part made up of sinfully hot desires and erotic thoughts. Get to know how Nicole's naughty mind works by checking out her books!
About me... hmmm...
Ok, I've been asked to provide a little bit of "real" information about myself. That's harder to do than you think it is, especially for someone who has difficulty talking about themselves. ;) But, here goes...
I've been writing for as long as I can remember. Ever since I was a kid, I loved creative writing and as I got older, I got acquainted with those voices in my head and that led to putting my stories on paper. And now, here I am all these years later, spending my days doing what I love most. I decided to give myself over to writing full time in 2012 and I haven't looked back. I spent nearly 13 years in the corporate world and I have to say, this is a bit of a change (just a little) and I am loving every second of it.
I live in Texas with my husband and three amazing kids and our four beloved dogs. If I'm not writing, I'm usually reading. I devour everything I can get my hands on. I love romance of any type and being an Indie author myself, I'm always looking for new Indies to support. I haven't always been into reading, but about eleven years ago, I picked up a book - I'm pretty sure it was by Nora Roberts - and from there, I haven't stopped. Before I began writing full time, and my characters started taking up so much of my time, I was reading about 200 books a year. That has dwindled somewhat, but there isn't a day that goes by that I don't read.
An interesting fact... I don't watch television - aside from the occasional news anyway. I will go see a movie or two rarely, but for the most part, I get all of my entertainment from a book. Some of my favorite authors include J.R. Ward, Suzanne Brockmann, Lora Leigh, Jane Rylon, Lori Foster, and Jaci Burton just to name a few.
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We're thrilled to spotlight a new Rock Star author, Skye Turner, and her sizzling debut book, Alluring Turmoil. We love our hot rockstars romance and this one grabbed our attention from page one. Alexia and Jude are high school sweethearts, torn apart for unknown reasons, but are given a second chance when Jude re-surfaces, determined to find his forever with Lexi. You will be hooked the moment Jude shows up at Lexi's coffee/bakery shop. He's all bad boy and all sex on a stick. If you're looking for your next smoking hot (did we mention it's HOT?!) rocker series, this one is for you. The secondary characters are fantastic - Brandi cracked us up!Today we have a sexy excerpt, a dream cast, some of our favorite quotes and moments, and an ebook giveaway! 2 winners! Enjoy and Good Luck! "One woman who has owned me, owned my heart, and once she broke it, there wasn't even a fragment big enough to accommodate anyone else."
- Alluring Turmoil by Skye Turner  Alexia Sloane is the twenty-six year old owner of the highly successful Louisiana coffee shop/bakery, Java and Sweeties. The past couple of years have been all she’s dreamed of and her business takes all of her focus, all of her heart.
Jude Delecroix is the lead singer of one of the most famous rock bands in the country, Bayou Stix, and the man who broke Lexi’s heart.
Lexi and Jude have a past.
When Jude comes back to town eight years after leaving to fulfill his lifelong dream of being a famous musician and comes face to face with Lexi, forces collide, old hurts are brought to the surface, and life as these two have been living it will never be the same.
There are two sides to every story, and what happens when the things you believed to be concrete suddenly crumble like ash and fade away?
What happens when two people afraid to face the past, become involved in the present? Can they hope for a future?
Welcome to Louisiana where humidity and passion are high and things are not always what they seem.
"Lex... if this happens...if we do this... You. Are. Mine. Do you understand?"
- Alluring Turmoil by Skye Turner Read a Sexy & Fun Excerpt and Meet Lexi & Jude We settle on the benches in the gazebo and Lexi opens the bag to see what I’ve gotten us for dinner. She pulls out two cheeseburgers and two fries. Handing me one of each and keeping one for herself. Her legs are tucked under her and her hair is a tangled mess of sexy red waves. She’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
As hungry as I am, I can’t will my hands to pick up the burger. My brain is too focused on Lexi. I’m captivated. I watch as she takes a bite of her burger and my eyes follow her lips and tongue as she chews and licks a small crumb that’s stuck to the left side of her mouth.
Shifting uncomfortably, she blurts out, “What? Why are you staring at me like that? Is there food on my face?”
“Sorry, I just can’t help it.” I grin as she looks up. “What? I’m a man and you’re a gorgeous woman. Simply delectable. And I know for a fact, you are not wearing panties.”
Her face turns bright crimson and she sputters out, “Well, whose fault is that? I was wearing panties until some brute decided to rip through them. In my kitchen.”
I can’t control the laugh that comes out of my mouth. It’s deep and real. “Some brute, huh? Well, maybe you shouldn’t have looked at him and sent out vibes like you wanted to jump his bones in your kitchen.”
“I did no such thing.” She giggles. “Ok, well maybe I did.” Then she starts laughing and once she starts she can’t stop. Dreamcast: Meet Lexi and Jude "I'm here for you. I came for you. I'm not me without you... Without you I exist... with you... I live." | "I thought my heart was dead... it's beating again. It's telling me that no matter what, it still wants what it's always wanted. It wants what completes it, the reason it beats...
it wants Lexi. I want Lexi." | Giveaway: Win Alluring Turmoil ebooks! 2 Winners!
We're honored to spotlight Bully by Penelope Douglas. This book blew us away. The testament of a truly amazing book is how long the story and the characters stays with us after we're done reading - Bully is one of those books. If you've been hesitating to read this because you think it's YA and the characters are in high school, do not wait any longer - Penelope's writing and story development has you feel all the emotions you want to experience in a good NA book - your heart will physically ache for Tatum, you will hate, lust, and love Jared, you will say WTF for the secondary characters actions, and you will blush, big time, because Jared is one hot as hell bad-boy. A MUST READ!But don't just take our word for it, read an excerpt and meet Tatum and Jared, a Dreamcast, our favorite quotes and moments, and a Giveaway to win a Signed Paperback or ebooks! 3 Winners! Open Internationally! "I had loved Jared once, but now I knew, without a doubt, that ‘my Jared’ was gone."
- Bully by Penelope Douglas Read An Excerpt from Bully After coming out wrapped in my towel, I joined the other girls at the lockers, who were mostly dressed and going to dry their hair.
“Get out. Tatum stays.”
I jerked my head up at the masculine voice and audible gasps. I zoned in on Jared….who was in the girls locker room! I clutched my towel, which was still wrapped around my body, and pulled it tighter as I frantically looked around for Coach.
A chill ran over my body. His eyes were on me as he spoke to everyone else, and it made me disgusted with my sex to see how everyone scurried away, leaving me alone with a boy who had no right to be in here.
“Are you kidding me?!” I heaved at him as his advancing steps matched my retreating ones.
“Tatum”–he hadn’t used my nickname Tate since we were kids–“I wanted to make sure I had your attention. Do I have it?” He looked relaxed, his beautiful eyes bore into mine making me feel like there was no one else in the entire world but us.
“Say what you have to say. I’m naked here, and I’m about to scream. This is going too far, even for you!” I stopped retreating, but my frustration was evident as my voice raised and my breathing quickened. Score one for Jared. He’d surprised me, and now I was completely vulnerable. No lifelines and…no clothes.
I clutched the towel at the top of my breasts with one hand and hugged myself with the other. All of my important parts were covered, but the towel rode up just under my butt, leaving most of my legs exposed. Jared narrowed his eyes at me before they began to fall downward….and kept going. My mind swirled and my face flushed with heat as he continued checking me out. His intimidation tactics were stellar.
No smirk accompanied his violation. He didn’t eye-fuck me like Madoc did. His roaming gaze was reluctant, as if it was involuntary. His chest heaved slightly, and his breathing got heavier. Tingles covered my body, and another sensation I was a little pissed off about settled between my legs.
After a few moments, his gaze met mine again. The corners of his mouth turned up.
“You sabotaged my party last week. And you assaulted my friend. Twice. Are you actually trying to assert some force in this school, Tatum?”
“I think it’s about time, don’t you?” Surprising myself, I didn’t blink.
“On the contrary,” he said, leaning his shoulder into the lockers and crossing his arms, “I’ve moved on to more interesting pastimes than punking you, believe it or not. It’s been a very peaceful year without your smug, I’m-too-good-for-everyone-else fucking face around these halls.”
His biting tone was old news, but the words cut me, and I clenched my teeth.
I mocked him with fake concern. “What–are you, big, bad Jared–feeling threatened?” What the hell was I doing? I had an out. He was confronting me. I should be trying to talk to him. Why wasn’t I trying to reason with him?
In an instant, he pushed off the lockers and invaded my space. Walking up to me, he placed his hands against the locker doors on both sides of my head with his eyes glaring down at me. I suddenly forgot how to breathe.
“Don’t touch me.” I’d meant to yell, but it came out as a whisper. Even with my eyes to the floor, I could feel the heat of his stare mauling me as he hovered. Every nerve in my body was on alert at his proximity, and every little hair on my skin stood on end.
Jared moved his head from side to side trying to catch my eyes, his lips inches from my face. “If I ever lay my hands on you,” he said low and husky, “you’ll want it.” He brought his lips in even closer. The heat of his breath covered my face. “Do you? Want it, I mean?”  NEW ADULT ROMANCE--Bully (Book 1 in the Fall Away Series)
My name is Tate. He doesn't call me that, though. He would never refer to me so informally, if he referred to me at all. No, he'll barely even speak to me.
But he still won't leave me alone.
We were best friends once. Then he turned on me and made it his mission to ruin my life. I've been humiliated, shut out, and gossiped about all through high school. His pranks and rumors got more sadistic as time wore on, and I made myself sick trying to stay out of his way. I even went to France for a year, just to avoid him.
But I'm done hiding from him now, and there's no way in hell I'll allow him to ruin my senior year. He might not have changed, but I have. It's time to fight back.
*This novel contains adult/mature young adult situations. It is only suitable for ages 18+ due to language, violence, and sexual situations.
**This book is the first in a series but can be read as a STAND ALONE. The next books will focus on side characters from this story.
“Are you mine?” I asked as I wiped my tears.
He kissed the corners of my mouth softly, and I felt heat rise up my neck. “Always have been,” he whispered against my mouth.
- Bully by Penelope Douglas Dreamcast: Meet Jared and Tate Author Bio: Meet Penelope Douglas  Penelope Douglas is a writer and teacher in Las Vegas. Born in Dubuque, Iowa, she is the oldest of five children. Penelope attended the University of Northern Iowa, earning a Bachelor's degree in Public Administration, because her father told her to "just get the damn degree!" She then earned a Masters of Science in Education at Loyola University in New Orleans, because she HATED public administration. One night, she got tipsy and told the bouncer at the bar where she worked (yes, she was drunk at work)that his son was hot, and three years later she was married. To the son, not the bouncer. They have spawn, but just one. A daughter named Aydan. Penelope loves sweets, the show Sons of Anarchy, and she shops at Target almost daily.
Bully (Fall Away #1) is my first book, published June 3013. Please look for the companion novel, Until You, in late fall 2013 and Rival in the summer of 2014.
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We're thrilled to spotlight a new Rock Star author Christina Lee and her compelling debut novel All of You. Wow, Christina created the hottest and swooniest male virgin BBF we've had the pleasure of meeting. The sexual tension between Avery and Bennett is off the charts scorching and the sweet progression of their endearing relationship stole our hearts. Everything we want from a NA love story - steam, great characters and beautifully written and honest dialogue. We're a fan of Christina and are itching for her next book!Today enjoy a sexy excerpt, meet the Avery & Bennett dreamcast, read our favorite quotes and moments, and enter to win an ebook of All of You! 2 Winners! Good Luck! "Love is like a loaded gun. You slid your bullet inside the cold metal chamber as a safeguard for the inevitable day that everything went to shit. At the fist sign of trouble, you blew your opponent to pieces, long before their finger found the trigger."
- All of You by Christina Lee Avery has just met her hot upstairs neighbor. He's irresistible. Tattooed. And a virgin.
Nursing student Avery Michaels wants nothing to do with dating—she's perfectly happy single. Privy to too many of her mother's bad decisions and even worse taste in boyfriends, all Avery can handle is a string of uncomplicated hookups whenever the mood strikes.
When she meets smoking hot tattoo artist Bennett, she wants him—for just one night. But he won't accept a no-strings-attached arrangement. He lives by a straight-laced code of values based on his own troubled upbringing.
Bennett sees something special in Avery and he wants more from her. Way more. As Avery wrestles with her emotions for Bennett, danger and tragedy force them to open up to each other. And Avery must face the terrifying realization that she wants more from him, too.
So she needs to make a choice—let Bennett go or finally let him in.
"As I sat there listening to him, something profound happened in the very center of me. Stuff began rearranging and clicking into place. My heart burst through my chest and landed at Bennett's feet- asking, pleading, begging him to smooth out her creases, sooth all her wounded parts and mend her shattered center."
- All of You by Christina Lee Dreamcast: Meet Bennett and Avery Read a Sizzling Excerpt from All of You My heart throbbed in my chest as I watch him unbuckle his belt and then unzip his pants. His gaze remained locked on mine the entire time, like this striptease was for me, and me alone. So damn sexy.
He took off his jeans, flicking the material down one muscular leg at a time to reveal his blue boxer briefs. Then he reached for the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head. The light from my bedside lamp highlighted his ripped biceps and his lean abdomen. I caught a glimpse of the tattoo on his rib cage. Swirls of black letters curled along his smooth skin, and I hoped for the chance to examine it more closely one day.
“So you do sleep on that side,” he said matter-of-factly as he slipped into my bed. “Not just at my place.”
We lay facing each other. Studying each other. Drinking each other in.
“Bennett,” I said, taking a deep breath. “What happened to that girl you were seeing?”
“Dunno. Haven’t talked in a while,” he said. “Guess I’ve had other things on my mind.”
He reached out and skimmed his fingertips over my shoulder and then up to my jawline, sending a bolt of electricity through me. Anticipation coiled into a tight ball in my stomach. I couldn’t take it anymore. I wanted him. I needed him.
I wasn’t sure if I’d ever been more desperate to kiss someone.
Chill bumps broke out on my skin and raced up and down my arms and back.
“Avery?” Bennett stroked my lips with his fingers, and the heat from his touch shot straight through my stomach and whispered a trail along my thighs.
I panted out a breath. “Yeah?”
“I don’t know what this is or what the hell we’re doing,” he said. “But if I don’t kiss you right now, I might explode.”
His fingers curled over the nape of my neck and into my hair, tugging me nearer.
“God, Bennett.” My voice was breathy and my head rolled back against his fingers.
He whispered soft kisses against my neck, along my jaw, and below my ear. Then he nipped at my bottom lip, and I fought for air. He slid his thumbs over my cheeks and stared deeply into my eyes, right before his lips brushed over mine, so gently that I shivered.
Did this man have to take everything in measured steps? I was dying a slow erotic death.
He positioned his body over mine. “I love your eyes. They remind me of a rainstorm.”
My hands rested on his chest and I moved them up to his hair. It was silky-smooth, and I closed my fists around the velvety strands.
Then the soft pillows of his lips hummed in concert against mine.
When his tongue slipped between my lips, I whimpered. He explored my mouth slow and careful, and all the nerve endings in my body began to pulse against him.
He reached into my hair, tightening his hold and deepening the kiss.
His tongue lapped against mine like his life depended on it. Something that sounded like a growl emerged from the back of his throat and sent another heat wave ripping through me.
Bennett was kissing the shit out of me and I couldn’t breathe but I didn’t care because if this is what kissing him felt like, I could get my fill of oxygen later.
Author Bio: Meet Christina Lee  Once upon a time, I lived in New York City and was a fashion stylist. I spent my days shopping for photo shoots, getting into cabs, eating amazing food, and drinking coffee at my favorite hangouts.
Now I live in my hometown of Cleveland, with my husband and son—my two favorite guys. I’ve always been an avid reader—reading was actually my favorite time of day when I taught second and third grade.
But it wasn’t until I became a local newspaper columnist that something clicked. I finally realized I could turn my love of words into my dream of writing fiction.
I write Young Adult and New Adult fiction. I am represented by Sara Megibow of the Nelson Literary Agency.
I also own a hand-stamped jewelry business called Tags-n-Stones, which requires me to stamp letters and/or words onto pieces of silver. They go hand-in-hand perfectly.
Author LinksWebsite: http://www.write-brained.com/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/AuthorChristinaLeeTwitter: @Christina_Lee04Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7060187.Christina_LeePinterest: http://www.pinterest.com/christinalee04/
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Today we're spotlighting B.J. Harvey's Temporary Bliss. When we first meet Makenna (Mac), she is refreshing, sexually confident female lead - a girl who likes to keep her options open. And by options, we mean a thoroughly satisfying sex life that's occupied by a stripper, a "walking dildo," and a Dom. Sounds pretty damn exciting and perfect right? Three men are all Mac needs... well, until she meets Daniel - will he the one who will help her believe that a man can give her more than just temporary bliss? We adore this funny, sizzling (Holy HOTNESS Superman) and witty love story and can't wait for more from the other characters!Read a sexy & fun excerpt and enter for a chance to win a Signed Paperback (Open Internationally) or ebook! Two Winners! "I’ve been single and happy for the past four years; happily sexed up and fulfilled for the past eighteen months with three of the most accommodating and laid back guys I’ve ever met. What’s to complain about?"
- Makenna (Mac), Temporary Bliss by B.J. Harvey Taking the straw between my two fingers, I swirl it around the drink before slowly lowering my lips to the straw and taking a long sip. I can’t stifle my moan at the delightful taste. It’s like a fruit salad is having a party in my mouth and everyone’s invited.
“Damn, that’s good,” I murmur, looking over at him. He has the slightest smirk on his face.
“Sex on the Beach always is,” he says with a raised brow.
I can’t hold it in. I start giggling like a school girl. He’s done it again; showing me that awesome sense of humor he’s got. If only I could get him to laugh again, then I’d be the happiest girl in the bar.
“Of course you would buy me that, wouldn’t you?”
“Don’t knock it till you’ve tried it, gorgeous.”
There’s something about the way he calls me gorgeous that lights a match inside me. I blush, but don’t break eye contact with him when I reply with a sassy shake of my head, “I wouldn’t know. Never tried it. There are some places that sand just shouldn’t go.”
“Is that a threat, or a promise?” he asks without missing a beat.
Now that makes my eyes widen. “It’s early days. Let’s see how it’s going after our third date,” I say with a wink, and his caramel eyes sparkle with excitement at that suggestion.
“We’re barely into our first, and you’re already planning our third date? You are an intriguing woman, Makenna Lewis,” he says looking straight at me, paralyzing me with his gaze.
“Well, my mama always told me to be well prepared,” I say with a fake southern drawl.
“That’s good advice. What else did she tell you?” he asks with a grin.
“Don’t talk to strange men on the L,” I retort as I take another sip of the magic, fruity party drink. I don’t know what’s in it, but I like it and the tingles it is creating in my body are a welcome addition too.
Dreamcast: Meet Mac and Daniel Mac
"Walking away from this life, I make a vow to myself; never again will my life be dictated by a man, and never again will I let love lead me astray."
| Daniel "...I want to hate you for doing this to us, but I can’t,” he whispers, kissing my forehead one last time before stepping back. “I could never hate you, Mac. That’s why this fucking hurts so much."
|  *Disclaimer - There is absolutely no cheating in this book. However, this book does contain descriptive and super hot sex scenes that will make you blush and leave you hot and bothered. Make sure you have you husband, partner, boyfriend or significant other nearby when reading, or else batteries. Lots and lots of batteries*
Makenna Lewis cringes at any mention of the word commitment. She doesn’t want or need a relationship, but she does like sex (who doesn't).
That explains Noah, Sean, and Zander, her three 'friends with benefits'.
They know the score, they know they're not the only one, and each of them provide her with a different physical need that she craves and enjoys.
Until a late night encounter with the delicious Daniel Winters turns her preconceived notion of no-commitment completely on its head.
Soon she finds herself feeling things she vowed never to feel again, and when Daniel pushes for more than she’s willing to give, she falters.
What do you do when something that you’ve known to be so wrong in the past feels so damn right?
If you’re Mac, you run and hide.
But is Daniel the type of man who takes no for an answer?
"Damn, I could never forget how you taste, Mac.
You're like the finest champagne, and all I wanna do is get drunk on you."
- Daniel, Temporary Bliss by B.J. Harvey Giveaway: Win a Signed book or an ebook! 2 Winners!
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