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Aug
24

Sunday Snippet: Tropical Storm by Stefanie Graham

Sunday Snippet: Tropical Storm by Stefanie Graham  About the Book Tropical Storm  Author:  Stefanie Graham Publisher:   2S Publishing Released:  August 10, 2013 Genre:  Contemporary Romance Author contact links:   Facebook, Twitter Purchase links:  Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Kobo Snippet Time sped by or maybe stopped, Cairo wasn’t sure.  In that moment all that was important to him was that she was coming closer.  The ivory caress of her skirt brushed his thigh before his senses identified her for who she was.  Even then he couldn’t believe his eyes. She fell to her knees in front of the child and hugged him.  She barely even noticed Cairo watching them his heart clenched in an almost forgotten pain.  He thought he would never have to see her again, but there she was – Jessica… Storm. “Shane!  Don’t you ever wander away from me again!  I was so worried.” At her words, Cairo stood up abruptly drawing her gaze to him. “Thank you, sir, for taking care of my s–” She stopped abruptly as their eyes met. “Son?  That was what you were going to say wasn’t it, Jessica?”  The child looked about six years old.  She’d wasted no time.  The knowledge burned. She froze for a second before a smile spread across her face. It felt like she’d stabbed him; blood-red bitterness poured forth.  He’d learned to control his emotions since his youth; however, so he didn’t let his expression betray his feelings. “Life’s funny, isn’t it, Jessica?”  His tongue fumbled over the unfamiliar use of her first name.  “The last time I saw you I was certain that I never wanted to see you again.”  He turned to leave.  “Nothing changed.” “Cairo?”  She reached for his hand, held on and wouldn’t let go. Cairo felt the touch everywhere, starting at his toes, sending shock waves of sensation through his body and alarms going off in his brain.  None of this inner turbulence showed on his face.  He cocked a brow, an affectation he’d learned from her butler Salvador on that fateful night.  It worked; she released him. She looked down at her son.  “Shane sweetie, will you wait over there for me?”  The child skipped away and she tuned back to him.  “Cairo, it’s been a long time.  I’m glad to see you.” “I wish I could say the same.”  He said his mind already hard at work.  How had she found him?  If she’d come to Jamaica deliberately to see him then she was truly industrious.  When he’d left...
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Aug
17

Sunday Snippet: Sultry Pleasure by Lindsay Evans

Sunday Snippet: Sultry Pleasure by Lindsay Evans  About the Book Sultry Pleasure   Author:  Lindsay Evans Publisher:   Harlequin Kimani Released:  August 1, 2014 Genre:  Contemporary Romance Author contact links:   Facebook, Twitter, Website Purchase links:  Amazon, Charis Books, Barnes and Noble Review:  Romantic Times Snippet Chapter 1 “The Playboy and the Angel” Marcus Stanfield walked into the party already looking for the exits. On a Saturday night in Miami, he’d much rather be on his boat or partying with friends than bleeding away the night at a charity ball he had had no real interest in attending. The music was calm and laid back, acceptable jazz that blended into the background while Miami business professionals and philanthropists wove through the crowd in their formal dinner wear—black tie and tails, cocktail dresses, diamonds dripping from necks and wrists. He shifted his shoulders under the unbuttoned black blazer, reached out to take a glass of what he hoped was scotch from one of the passing waiters. He sipped the drink and winced. It was scotch, but too cheap for his taste. Maybe he wouldn’t even last until the awards were announced. Marcus left the scotch on a nearby table and looked around the room, hoping to find Reynaldo March, one of the men to be honored at the night’s charity banquet and a VP at his company, Sucram Holdings. As Marcus glanced over the crowd, searching for the gray-haired VP, he heard the sound of a woman’s laughter, husky and low, from nearby. The woman’s laughter was rich and deep, with a hint of naughtiness. A combination that drew him like a bee to honey. His ears latched on to the laughter while his eyes tracked the room for the source of the sound. Soon he found it. Two women stood together. One was still laughing, her head thrown back, a hand propped up on her hip. She was slender and pretty, light-skinned with wavy black hair down to the middle of her back. The laughing woman had a firm and high rear. And she looked money-hungry, like the type who would lie down for a man just because of what was in his wallet. Definitely his usual style. But, inexplicably, it was the woman standing next to her that drew and kept Marcus’s attention. She had dark skin, angelic features, and straightened hair pulled back in an elegant French roll. Even from across the room, he sensed her innocence. While her friend was dressed in a purple satin dress that...
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Aug
10

Sunday Snippet: My Hot Teacher by Isabella Johns

Sunday Snippet: My Hot Teacher by Isabella Johns  About the Book My Hot Teacher  Author:  Isabella Johns Publisher:   Self-published Released:  June 7, 2014 Series:   “My Hot …” #5 Genre:  New Adult Author contact links:   Facebook, Goodreads, Twitter Purchase links:  Amazon Snippet On Friday evening I have my yoga class in the Fitness Center and it seems the love Gods are finally smiling down on me. As I sit in the yoga room trying to contort my body into extremely unfamiliar positions, Professor Beard comes in—clad in gym shorts and a loose gray tee shirt—heads immediately to the cardio room and plops that sweet ass down on a stationary bike.  The yoga and cardio rooms are closed in by glass walls so I have a perfect view of him as I breathe, hold, WATCH, exhale, stretch, hold, WATCH, and start all over again and again. As in class, he’s very focused, very intense, riding that bike hard, legs churning, shoulders leaning forward.  Soon a delightful sheen of sweat forms along his face and drips down his neck.  Oh to taste just one drop.  I try to follow the yoga instructor but my English teacher has all of my attention.  The vision of him pounding the pedals while I manipulate my own body rockets my pulse, leaving me feeling fully charged. As an extra bonus, Professor Beard, without breaking rhythm, reaches his right hand down to the hem of his tee shirt, lifts it up to wipe the sweat off his face, treats me to the full sensual vision of an elegant washboard of abs.  I let out a soft moan…quickly glance around hoping my sound wasn’t too far off from an appropriate yoga groan. How would Rihanna handle all of this?  Probably the same way she does in her videos: leave the class instantly, walk right up to the professor and ask that Rude Boy if he’s ready to boom boom boom. But I’m no Rihanna.  The haircut certainly proves that.  But I am the new Celine, the one who needs to release this very horny mix of sexual desire and unrequited need before she explodes. Class ends.  I reach for my towel, stand, dry off, about to head to the cardio room, but make the unfortunate mistake of looking in the wall of mirrors across from me.  I see a haircut that doesn’t fit my skinny frame and longish neck.  I see reflections of other girls in super-tight shorts perfectly contouring their shapely asses, in skimpy tank tops...
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Aug
3

Sunday Snippet: Lizzy by Krystal Shannan

Sunday Snippet: Lizzy by Krystal Shannan  About the Book Lizzy  Author:  Krystal Shannan Publisher:   Self-published Released:  February 3, 2014 Series:  MacLaughlin Family Novella Genre:  Contemporary Romance Author contact links:   Amazon, Blog, Facebook Friend & Fan, Goodreads, Newsletter, Twitter Purchase links:  Amazon US, Amazon UK, Amazon CA, Amazon AU, Barnes & Noble Snippet “Ethan, let go. Lor is going to be looking for me. I’ve got to get back.” She scanned the floor, zeroing in on her missing shoe. “Where are my panties?” He chuckled and she turned to face him in the semi dark of the janitor’s closet, not surprised to see her white lace panties twirling around one of his fingers. “Gimme.” She snatched them from his hand and slipped them on. “Baby, hang on.” He stepped forward, heat from his body radiating against the bare skin on her back. Lord have mercy! My dress is still open! “You might want this zipped up.” He tugged the sides of the dress together and pulled the zipper up to the back of her neck. “Thank you.” He turned her in his arms and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. He tasted and smelled so good. The doorknob bumped her lower back, reminding her she really did need to get out of the closet. “The wedding starts in twenty minutes. We’ve got to go! If you so much as breathe a word of this to anyone, especially Logan. I’ll bite you,” she inclined her head down, “next time.” He cringed and pulled away, but a grin split his face. “That’s not right, Lizzy. I don’t deserve that.” “Then no sharing.” “Deal.” She glared at him one more time before opening the door at her back. A quick glance back and forth proved the coast clear, and she hurried down the hall toward the bride’s dressing room. She couldn’t help a peek over her shoulder, smiling when Ethan popped his head out of the closet and glanced toward her. He flashed her another heart-melting smile and then walked down the hall the opposite...
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Jul
27

Sunday Snippet: Ashlynn’s Dreams by Julie C. Gilbert

Sunday Snippet: Ashlynn’s Dreams by Julie C. Gilbert  About the Book Ashlynn’s Dreams  Author:  Julie C. Gilbert Publisher:   Createspace Released:  February 8, 2013 Series:   Unamed Series #1 Genre:  Young Adult (Sci-fi) Author contact links:   Amazon, Blog, Facebook (Author’s page), Facebook (Ashlynn’s Dreams page), Goodreads, LinkedIn, Pinterest, Twitter Purchase links:  Amazon, Smashwords REVIEW HERE Snippet Chapter 1 Helping Mr. Blairington ITEM 2: Jillian’s first pre-kidnapping journal entry Item Source: Dr. Carla M. Wittier I’m Jillian, and Momma says I’m smart as a whip. I saw a picture of a whip once; it didn’t look too smart. But I’ve learned to nod and smile, even if I don’t understand. Ain’t no better accomplisher than me in all of Atlanta or Georgia or these here sweet Southern states, as Nana likes to call ’em, and that’s a fact. Momma says it’s not nice to say such things, but I never get no good idears about what she means when she scolds like that. Momma’s been lonesome ever since Daddy up and left us two years ago. Well, that ain’t all true, and Nana and Momma would get real loud if they heard me telling fibbers. Honest, I don’t know the whole story ’cause Momma won’t tell me, but Daddy musta done something real rotten to get run off like he did. I’ll tell all about that another time, but for now, I wanted to tell ya about Momma and Mr. Blairington. As I was saying, Momma and Daddy had loud words, including some Momma said I ain’t never to repeat to nobody under no conditions, unless I want the whupping of a lifetime. A long, long time after this, uh, I think it was seven months ago, Momma met this real neat old man. His name’s Mr. Blairington. I don’t mind that he’s thirty-three, a whole three years older than Momma, ’cause he’s a good man. He brings gifts for me and Momma lots, and he speaks all soft and mushy to Momma when it’s late at night and they think I’m tucked up safe in bed. Only problem with Mr. Blairington is that he’s uncommon shy, almost to what Nana calls the shameful point, when it comes to big matters. One day, about four months into their special kinda friendship, while Mr. Blairington and I was setting there waiting for Momma to fix her face, he told me he was waiting for a special moment to pop the question. I’d never heard a question could be popped and told him so....
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Jul
20

Sunday Snippet: Exploration by Peyton Sloane

Sunday Snippet: Exploration by Peyton Sloane  About the Book Exploration Author:  Peyton Sloane Publisher:   Self-published Released:  June 13, 2014 Series:   The Potential Trilogy #1 Genre:  Erotic Romance Author contact links:  Webpage Facebook Goodreads Twitter Amazon Purchase links: Amazon US link Barnes & Noble Kobo Smashwords Amazon UK link Amazon Canada Snippet Julian liked what he saw.  He had tried to take a good look at her body without being obvious when he got up to let her by, but couldn’t without being completely conspicuous.  She certainly wasn’t plasticized though.  He did manage to get a better look at her cleavage and a hint of nipple outlined through her shirt when she brushed her ponytail aside.  When he had leaned over to whisper to her not only had he confirmed that those breasts weren’t after market, he was quite intoxicated by her scent.   She was taller than average, had amazingly full lips and beyond dazzling hazel eyes.  Their green surrounded a vibrant gold, rather than the usual brown. Admittedly, the multi-coloured braids had quite taken him aback at first—now he was curious about this unusual hairstyle. So far she was receptive to conversation and certainly had an interesting story, although she seemed ashamed of her situation—and was certainly uncomfortable flying luxury business class.  He hadn’t missed the couple of innuendos she’d already thrown out.  He was fascinated and preparing a multitude of questions…most importantly he was devising a plan.  Would she play? He licked his lips watching her walk away—nice, firm ass, slightly curvy hips, toned thighs.  She walked with a smooth, natural sway…sweet!  Single and travelling alone no less.  He didn’t want to come on like a lech but he couldn’t help the responsive stirring that resulted from his indecent thoughts combined with the teasing tone of her last comment. He ordered their drinks then followed her.  He leaned against the wall across from the lavatory door and crossed his arms.  Hearing the latch open he positioned himself so she had no option—when she opened the door he was directly in front of her, filling up the space.  She started to excuse herself and attempt to get by when he quickly put his finger to his lips with a Sssh and then put that same finger to her mouth.  He moved her back into the bathroom with a full body press.  He felt the small, soft swell of her belly against the tops of his thighs.  Her eyes widened as she started to blurt out something but he put his finger back to her lips, all the while moving forward with his hips against her....
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Jul
13

Sunday Snippet: The Lycan Hunter by Kelsey Jordan

Sunday Snippet: The Lycan Hunter by Kelsey Jordan  About the Book The Lycan Hunter  Author:  Kelsey Jordan Publisher:   Booktrope Editions Released:  June 1, 2014 Series:   Gardinian World #1 Genre:   Paranormal Romance Author contact links:   Blog, Facebook, Goodreads, Twitter Purchase links:  Amazon, Barnes & Noble Snippet An ominous feeling settled in her stomach, the sensation surging and plummeting so fast in her gut she had to reach out to grip the desk for stability. The only thing missing was classic horror-themed music as the sinister feeling surged again when Kyran paused as if he was listening for something. Still she couldn’t’t force her feet to move, too drawn in by all the awful possibilities from what the screen showed her. Theo – like all Hunters – had been trained to be aware of their surroundings yet maintain the appearance that he was unconscious. Alexis found herself hoping that Theo would do something to give himself away. All Kyran would need is a subtle uptick of Theo’s calm heart, a hitched breath, or a subtle muscle movement to show him that Theo wasn’t asleep but pretending. Nothing happened, and Kyran stepped forward. Her gut twisted in agony, but her feet still refused to obey her command to find help. Kyran was obviously in doctor mode. He would naturally wonder what happened to his patient, wonder if somehow the sedatives that Theo had been given had been too much. He suffered from a kindness that Hunters were trained out of from childhood. His inclination for decency would cost him, but at least he was cognizant that something was unusual. Maybe that would keep him safe enough that she could warn him or send help. Her gut tightened again, and a quick glimpse showed how close Kyran was to his destruction. She knew she wouldn’t’t find that room in time, so she left the room hoping to find Ronan. Hopefully, it wouldn’t’t be too late. She began beating on the first door she came to. It swung open to reveal Ronan’s sleep tossed hair, unfocused glare, and gloriously naked body. “What the hell, Ky – ” His hands flew to his groin when his gaze fell on her. “Come on. Kyran’s in...
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Jul
6

Sunday Snippet: Iron Night by M.L. Brennan

Sunday Snippet: Iron Night by M.L. Brennan  About the Book Iron Night  Author:  M.L. Brennan Publisher:   ROC Released:  January 7, 2014 REVIEW HERE Snippet My day then got even worse as I walked back into the dining room and noticed the homicidally envious looks that my fellow waiters were shooting me.  That only ever meant one thing, and I gulped as I went back to my tables. Sitting in the middle of my section was Suzume Hollis, kitsune, sometime friend, and all-time tormentor.  She caught my eye, raised  her wineglass ever so slightly, and gave me the smallest curl of that smile that always hit me like an electric shock to my spine.  Then, without missing a beat, she turned her attention back to the expensively suited middle-aged man who sat across from her. I’d met Suzume when my mother hired her as my bodyguard, but after she’d risked her life to save me from a homicidal pedophile vampire we’d kind of become friends.  Being friends with Suzume involved receiving a lot of forwarded e-mail  humor and having to endure her love of pranks.  In the first month alone of being friends, she’d TPed my car twice, sent a male stripper-gram to my door, and broken into my apartment to fill my closet with 237 cotton-candy Tribbles. Those incidents had been various levels of amusing (particularly the Tribbles, which had been funnier before Gage and I had had to get down to the serious business of actually trying to eat 237 cotton-candy Tribbles), but then Suzume had decided that my work hours were fair game. All of the kitsune in Providence were the daughters and granddaughters of the White Fox, who had been a geisha in Japan before emigrating to America.  Upon arrival, she’d gone back to what she’d known best and had set up an escort business.  While none of the kitsune actually did any of the escort jobs themselves, they did manage and run all of the other aspects of Green Willow Escorts, and lately Suzume had been put in charge of screening prospective clients. The other waiters were insanely jealous because Suzume never sat in their sections.  Instead she was always perched in mine, balancing perfectly on that edge where appropriate business attire starts meeting the opening act of a male sexual fantasy.  Today she was in a dark blue silk blouse tucked into a black skirt that ended demurely just below her knee but was so formfitting that I wondered how the hell she...
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Jun
29

Sunday Snippet Double Feature: The Steam and Seduction Series by Delphine Dryden

Sunday Snippet Double Feature: The Steam and Seduction Series by Delphine Dryden     Today we have a special treat for you in honor of the third book of the Steam and Seduction series, Gilded Lily releasing this Tuesday, July 1, 2014.  It’s our first Double Feature Sunday Snippet!  Enjoy a snippet from the first novel, Gossamer Wing to be followed by a snippet from the second novel, Scarlet Devices.  Hope you enjoy these as much as I enjoyed selecting them.  About the Book Gossamer Wing  Author:  Delphine Dryden Publisher:   Berkley Sensation Released:  November 5, 2013 REVIEW HERE Snippet That gentleman began his turn, faring somewhat better than Johnson, as Dexter shrugged out of his harness with a resigned expression.  “He’ll want to yammer about it for the next hour, mark my words.” “Darling,” Charlotte said a bit too loudly, warning Dexter with a nod that Johnson was headed their way, “You were brilliant, simply brilliant! You are going to teach me to use one of your splendid harnesses, aren’t you? Remember, you promised.  And when we get back home I want a robin’s-egg blue one, with pretty gemstone rivets, exactly like my very dear friend Meggie’s. But not paste!  And one for riding to the hounds, as well.  But in scarlet kid, to look well with my new riding habit.”  She giggled again, forcing the sound to pitch and frequency that had seemed most distasteful to Lord Johnson on previous occasions.  “Only that one wouldn’t be for a fowling piece of course!”  She tapped her folded fan smartly against Dexter’s broad shoulder. “Of course, my darling.  Anything you like.  I shall send a message to Pence to have him begin work right away.”  He was almost as effusive as she, and sounded disgustingly besotted, but to no avail. “Sorry, it didn’t work,” she whispered, and pretended tremendous interest in Mr. Tanaka’s skill as the odious Lord Johnson ahem-hem-hemmed at Dexter’s side. “Johnson.” “The Hardison Harness not quite performing as expected this morning.” Dexter allowed a tiny, polite smile to bend his lips for the slightest second.  “I have never referred to the style or the product as the ‘Hardison Harness,’ sir.  But I’m sure if you try it again with the shoulder seated correctly and all the buckles, ah, buckled–” “Quite.  But you know –” “I say, Hardison.  Might want to look to your wife,” another one of the waiting shooters suggested. Charlotte had placed herself near the rail and was now leaning over it, pointing with dangerous enthusiasm at the wake in which she had just seen absolutely nothing unusual. “Darling,...
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Jun
22

Sunday Snippet: Sinful Surrender by Houston Havens

Sunday Snippet: Sinful Surrender by Houston Havens    About the Book Sinful Surrender  Author:  Houston Havens Publisher:   Liquid Silver Books Released:  March 17, 2014 Series:  Psychic Menage #1 Genre:  Erotic Romance, Paranormal, Sci-Fi, Fantasy, Futuristic, Menage (MFMM), Dystopian, Post Apocalyptic, Light BDSM Author contact links:   Blog, Booklikes, Facebook, Goodreads, Google+, Tumblr, Twitter Purchase links:  Amazon, ARe, Barnes & Noble, Kobo, Liquid Silver Books Snippet At her silence, he stripped off his shirt. A prickle of heat flushed down her neck as she watched his arm muscles flex with the movement. She had the strongest impulse to touch his smooth, tanned skin. She fought the urge to reach out, but curiosity plagued her. Would it feel warm and silky, unlike the pasty Dirt Dweller men who never made her core throb like this? She shook her head and looked away, resisting the desire. But she couldn’t stop her gaze from returning to him as he tossed the shirt down and hooked his thumbs over his large silver buckle. His actions dropped his pants a tempting two more inches below his hipbones, exposing the lower half of his hard stomach. Except for the hair on his head, the man’s body was hairless. Those pants were riding low enough to show some pubic hair by now, but there wasn’t any. She continued to stare at his thumbs, hoping his pants would fall another inch lower.   “Beautiful lady?” Arlo tilted his head down, capturing her attention when his long, semisweet-chocolate hair slipped over his muscled shoulder. Her breath caught in her chest. Something about his long hair added to his sexual attractiveness. The temptation to caress his physique and run her fingertips through his silky-looking hair was overwhelming. She had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep her hands tucked where they were.   “Ah, hmm.” The clearing of his throat drew her gaze up. He gave a cocky smile. “If you keep looking at me with that hungry look in those stunning violet eyes of yours…I’ll be honest, I don’t think I can stop myself from kissing you.”   In her world, modesty was expected. Though reluctant, she dropped her admiring scrutiny. Her pounding heart made her feel dizzy.   “Well.” Arlo’s tone was low as he slowly moved into her space while reaching out to pull her closer to him. The soft scent of sage filled her senses.   She didn’t resist his embrace as he whispered in her ear, “I’ll be damned if that reaction wasn’t more of an invitation than a rejection.”...
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